Lao Huo was obviously a little hesitant after coming in, as if he was thinking about how to speak. After finding An Zheng in Cangman Mountain, Lao Huo always gave An Zheng a feeling of wanting to speak and stopping. He seemed to be preoccupied, and there was a very complicated feeling in his eyes.

"Senior, if there is anything, you might as well say it directly. ”

An Zheng tried to sit up straight: "I listened carefully. ”

Lao Huo looked at An Zheng, and then at the blood bead bracelet on his wrist.

"Do you know what you have in your hand?"

An Zheng nodded: "I got it by accident, there seems to be a kind of spiritual wisdom in this bead that can tell the holder what it is." That's why I know that this thing is called the Blood Bead Bracelet, which is a magic weapon of Zipin. Did the seniors know this thing too?"

Lao Huo was silent for a while, and his face was extremely solemn: "Sure enough, it's this thing, blood peizhu, and I have only heard of it and never seen it with my own eyes." If it's convenient for you, tell me in detail how you got it. Please believe that it is a matter of life and death. ”

An Zheng saw Lao Huo solemnly, and his heart couldn't help but sink a little. He didn't want to say anything about the dried corpse, so he only said that he had found a medicine field, a hut, in a hut in that canyon. I found the blood bead in the hut, and I thought it was a good thing and put it on. As a result, after putting it on, this thing pierces blood and recognizes the Lord, and it can't be taken off.

Lao Huo's face softened a little after hearing this: "If it wasn't given to you by others, but you picked it up yourself, it might be better." ”

An Zheng's heart was shocked, but his face remained calm: "What do you say?"

Lao Huo walked to the window and stood for a while before saying, "Regarding this blood bead, there is actually a very cruel legend in the past. It is rumored that the Blood Bead is not a thing from the world, but from hell. When I was in Xingpinlou, I read a lot of ancient books about ancient artifacts, and I mentioned the origin of the Blood Bead. It is recorded in ancient books that the blood bead comes from a Bodhi tree in the blood pool of hell and is nourished by blood. ”

"Later, a great practitioner strayed into hell and saw that this Bodhi tree was miraculous, so he broke its branches and made this blood bead bracelet. After this great cultivator returned to the human world, something happened and he was hunted down by the enemy so that he fell at his peak. His descendants got the bracelet, and since then the family has not been revived, and none of the people who got the bracelet have died well. ”

An Zheng asked, "Why is that?"

Lao Huo said: "It is recorded in ancient books that the viciousness of this blood peizhu is all in the word blood pei. Once the blood bead recognizes the master, the master passively has to nourish this thing with his own blood. When you said that when you got the blood bead bracelet, something pierced out of the bead and sucked some blood, and the rumors are true. Blood beads need long-term blood nourishment, so the person who wears them will be constantly drawn from the power of the blood vein. If this person can't always maintain his strong strength, sooner or later he will be sucked clean by the blood beads, and finally turn into a dried corpse. ”

An Zheng thought of the corpse senior, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

Lao Huo said: "I said that as long as it wasn't given to you by others, it would be better, because there is a more vicious attribute about this blood bead." If the previous wielder had been drained of blood by the Blood Orb, he would have made a curse before dying. Then the next holder of the Blood Bead not only has to nourish the Blood Bead with his own blood, but also has to nourish the previous holder with his own blood, that is, a dried corpse. ”

"When the dry corpse gains the power of the current holder's bloodline, it will slowly recover. This is the Blood Bead Curse, which is rumored to be a forbidden spell created by the Lord of Hell himself. No matter who it is, after wearing the Blood Bead, they have to nourish it. ”

An Zheng's heart fell to the bottom in an instant, but he always didn't want to believe that he was calculated. Although the weirdness of that dry corpse may really be as Lao Huo said, it is using himself to revive his soul.

But when he saw the dried corpse, the bracelet was not on him. Moreover, the first thing that the dry corpse gave to him was a necklace, not this bracelet of blood beads. Perhaps, just a coincidence?

An Zheng tried to comfort himself, but found that there was no way to comfort him at the root of this kind of thing. Lao Huo couldn't have known the process of seeing the dried corpse, so there was no need to make up such a lie to deceive himself. Before An Zheng, he was the first seat of the Ming Law Division, and he was well-informed, but his understanding of magic weapons was obviously not as good as Lao Huo, who had been in Xingpinlou for many years. There is a specialization in the art industry, and An Zheng was terrified by the world with his fierce attack at that time. And for people like Lao Huo, their understanding of magic weapons is naturally not comparable to others.

"You should pay more attention in the future. ”

Lao Huo was silent for a while and then said: "If you feel that your bloodline is always in a state of loss, your energy is not high, and you always feel very tired, then you should prepare early. The Blood Bead grows stronger as the wearer's strength increases, but the stronger it is, the more blood is absorbed. If you have the previous holder's spell, your blood will be lost very quickly. ”

An Zheng tried his best to calm himself and asked, "Is there a way to crack it?"

Lao Huo looked at An Zheng: "No, even if you cut off this arm and throw the blood bead to the ends of the earth." It is still absorbing your blood all the time, even if you are thousands of miles away from the blood bead, it doesn't make sense. Because it was already pierced with blood at that time, it can't be separated from your blood. Only when you are about to be sucked to a dry corpse can you activate the spell and pass it on to the next wielder. ”

"And there's that. ”

Lao Huo's answer was like comforting An Zheng, so powerless: "Improve yourself as soon as possible, and always keep your blood and qi in sufficient condition." In other words, you must become stronger much faster than the Blood Bead. As long as you can meet the blood supply needs of the blood peizhu at all times, and at the same time do not damage your body, it doesn't hurt. Another way is that if you don't get stronger anymore and always keep yourself at this strength, then the blood bead will have very little demand for blood. ”

"The premise is that the previous holder did not have a curse. If you do, your blood will still be sucked dry quickly. An Zheng, let me ask you, have you seen a dried corpse near this Blood Peizhu?"

An Zheng opened his mouth: "No." ”

Lao Huo glanced at An Zheng suspiciously, and then sighed: "I hope it's okay, just pay more attention to yourself." There is no way to take the blood bead off your wrist now, and the only hope is that the bead is not very demanding. ”

An Zheng smiled reluctantly: "Maybe I'm getting stronger much faster than it." ”

Lao Huo was silent for a longer time, then turned around and walked out.

An Zheng knew that Lao Huo couldn't find any words to comfort himself. His current cultivation potential is half a star, and he wants to increase his strength soon?

It's just a dream.

After Lao Huo left, An Zheng was in a state of worry and heaviness for a long time. He knew that Lao Huo would not lie to himself, because Lao Huo did not have that need. An Zheng would not doubt an old man who gave him a purple anti-heaven seal, just as he still didn't believe that the corpse senior was going to suck his own blood to be reborn.

Even if it is, what?

An Zheng took a deep breath and let himself not be so depressed. Isn't it fair that the corpse veteran gave him a purple magic weapon and a hundred acres of medicinal fields, and exchanged these things for some of his own blood? Besides, this blood cultivation bead curse is not really unbreakable, as long as he can always maintain the speed of becoming stronger above the speed of blood cultivation beads, it will be fine.

An Zheng subconsciously looked down at the bead string on his left wrist, looking at the blood-colored stars with different shapes on the thirteen beads.

Think of it as a kind of supervision.

Time always slips away unconsciously, like sleep. I always thought that I would go to sleep after playing for a while, and then I realized that there was not much sleep left. And during the day, it's either your body that you squeeze or the time you should use to do something else. An Zheng didn't dare to waste it, because with the matter of Blood Peizhu, he knew that he was not qualified to waste time.

Even when he was recuperating in bed, he did not give up his practice. The so-called marrow washing is not just about making the muscles and bones and even the meridians stronger, and being able to run the power of cultivation. The most important thing is to open up the potential of the dantian qi sea. Everyone has a sea of dantian qi, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator. This is something that exists by nature, and it is the miracle of the human body.

The difference between a genius and an ordinary person is how open the dantian qi sea is. The reason why geniuses are geniuses is because the dantian qi sea has been opened when they are born, and perhaps to a great extent. And for ordinary people, the dantian qi sea is closed. In order to open it, it is necessary to rely on the power of the spirit stone and a cultivator above the realm of Sumeru to help wash the marrow.

An Zheng's potential is half a star, that is to say, his dantian qi sea has only opened a gap now. The size of the door is relative, whether it is in or out. The big one opens, the more in and the more out the more. The small that opens, the less in and the less out. The so-called size is absorption and release. Absorption refers to the power of cultivation that accommodates and harmonizes in the sea of dantian qi. Unleashed, which refers to the strength of the attack.

When the door is opened, the power of the attack is naturally strong, because the power of the output of cultivation is great. Therefore, the division of the realm is not very strict. is also a promotion of the first product, if you compare An Zheng with Xiao Qidao, Xiao Qidao's attack power in the promotion of the first product may be more than ten times stronger than An Zheng. With the improvement of the cultivation realm, the strength of Xiao Qidao's attack power will also be doubled compared to An Zheng. Ten times, twenty times, a hundred times, a thousand times

And the most important point is that if the door is opened very small, then it may be that the cultivation realm will stagnate to a certain point. The absorbed power can only be maintained at the output of the first grade of the Ascending Purity, then it will never be possible to reach the second grade of the Ascending Purity.

What An Zheng urgently needs to solve now is to open the door of his dantian qi sea wider.

However, it is really difficult to change such a thing as physique. This is different from washing the marrow, which only opens the door of the dantian qi sea, because the door is already there. But the change in your physique is to make your door bigger.

An Zheng recuperated in bed for about a month before he almost recovered, and the best news for him was not this, but that Xuepeizhu's need for blood didn't seem to be very large, otherwise he wouldn't recover. But An Zheng also knew that if it weren't for the absorption of the blood beads, he wouldn't have recovered in a month. After all, Qu Liu'er took Cui Pin and even Bai Pin medicine every day to nourish his physical body.

If he was a genius and ate so many green or white herbs every day, he would have already gotten better or even stronger in cultivation. But An Zheng only brought his body back to the same level as before. A month, nothing progressed.

Calculating the time, there are still more than four months before the competition with the Phantom World Academy, and there seems to be no hope for winning at all.

But An Zheng did not give up.

Because he is an anzheng, he never accepts the anzheng arranged by fate.