A strong fishy smell lingered at the tip of his nose, and in front of him was a dark red liquid bubbling. Rong Jian's face turned dark. He turned around and ran to the wall of the cave. He bent down, put one hand on his throat, and began to retch.
He seemed to sense the foul smell in his mouth... Ugh! What the hell is this!
The boy's expression completely collapsed, and his eyes were filled with the pain of enduring the world's malice.
Fu: "..." Well, she admitted that she wanted to play a little joke on the kid to satisfy her own bad taste, but who knew that the kid was not very good at swimming and choked on a few mouthfuls of water without paying attention.
This kind of thing shouldn't be blamed on her, right? Hahaha!
"Ugh... cough cough..." Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time and his stomach was empty. Rong Jian vomited for a long time but didn't vomit anything. Instead, his eyes became red and filled with tears.
Fu was silent for a moment, then flew to his side and said, "It's okay if you can't spit it out. I just took a closer look, it's just some animal blood. Just drink it!"
Beast blood... How long has it been in this pool? Days or months? Did you know it's already stinking?
Rong Jian had a bitter face and felt terrible. There was a bad taste in his mouth and on his body... Wow, why was his life so miserable?
Fu pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, you drank this yourself, you can't blame others!"
Who knows what this disgusting thing is? When it fell, all he saw and felt was a pool of clear water!
Rong Jian glared at the weapon spirit that was gloating beside him and said through gritted teeth: "Don't laugh!"
"Pfft... Hehe, okay, okay, I won't laugh." Fu restrained her smile, flew around him, and looked him up and down, "Little Jianjian, don't you have any other feelings?"
What does it feel like? Rong Jian was puzzled and was about to ask, but suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach. The surging strange energy rushed into his meridians in an instant, bringing a tearing pain.
"Hmm..." Rong Jian bent down subconsciously, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
Sure enough, the animal blood in the pool was not a good thing. He drank a few mouthfuls without knowing it.
"Sit down and practice the exercises!" Fu's voice came from the side. Rong Jian pursed his lips, hurriedly sat down cross-legged, and started practicing "Practice Exercises 2-3".
After his mind calmed down, Rong Jian felt the enormous energy contained in the beast blood. Although it was very mixed and chaotic, it was indeed extremely surging spiritual power.
Taking a deep breath, Rong Jian used his skills to guide the messy spiritual power, gradually dispersing it into single-attribute spiritual power flows, and then returning it to the dantian.
He had constructed a five-element spiritual root, and could only absorb spiritual energy of these five attributes. Most of the spiritual energy in the beast's blood was of these five types, and there was also some alien spiritual energy that he could not absorb.
Not only was it of no benefit to him to keep these alien energies in his body, they were also running around wildly, causing a dull pain in Rong Jian's meridians. Therefore, he had to first send out the spiritual power that he could not absorb from his body, and then sort out the five elements of spiritual power.
The process of expelling the alien spiritual power took quite a long time. Then, he practiced his skills and directed the five elements of spiritual power that had flowed into his dantian to circulate throughout his body.
Spiritual power flowed out from Dantian, and was pulled by the exercises, flowing on the skin, pulling and nourishing... Rong Jian could feel that under the impact of spiritual power, his skin became more flexible.
The first and second layers of the body forging mirror are the skin and the membrane under the skin.
And now, Rong Jian felt that his skin had reached a certain strength under the impact of spiritual power. As long as he wanted, he could directly enter the second level of body training and exercise the membrane.
But, has this intensity really reached its peak? The body-building mirror is the foundation of cultivation and must be taken seriously. So... can he continue to train his skin to reach its peak?
After pondering for a moment, Rong Jian decided to continue.
After wasting so many years, his realm is not as high as others. If he can't even match the level of body forging... how can he get ahead of others and become stronger than others?
Thinking of this, Rong Jian used his spiritual power to continue forging his leather until the spiritual power dissipated, then he opened his eyes.
But in the next second, he saw his own spirit lying on his knees, and its small body became extremely transparent.
Just like a piece of jade, after losing its essence, it becomes dull and lifeless.
"...Xiao Fu'er?" Rong Jian was stunned for a moment before calling out, a look of panic flashing across his face. "What's going on with you?"
He reached out to touch her, but he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. His hand stopped in mid-air, not daring to let go. Rong Jian was terrified, afraid that this only light in his life would disappear right here.
Fu raised her little hand and waved at him: "I'm tired, I need to take a nap."
From the beginning, Fu's abilities in front of him weren't very strong, primarily in the realm of illusion. Even at first, after he exposed her, she didn't put up much of a fight.
But today, facing the beast tide, Fu chopped her way through. No matter whether it was a first-level spirit beast or a second-level spirit beast, in front of her, it was no different from a cabbage. With one cut, it was cut in two.
The gap between before and after is so huge, why did Fu become so weak? The answer is obvious.
In order to protect him from the beast tide, she used unknown means to improve her strength.
Biting her lower lip, Rong Jian wanted to ask what impact this state had on her, but she didn't know how to start.
Ultimately, it was all because of him.
Seeing the kid's hesitation, Fu grinned and said, "I'm fine. I'm just running out of soul power. I need to sleep to replenish it."
"...You won't lie to me?" You won't leave a word and never wake up again?
"I'm not lying to you," Fu replied, then looked behind Rong Jian, "That pool of beast blood contains a lot of energy. You can practice well here for a while."
"Okay!" Rong Jian nodded in agreement.
"As for how to get out..." Fu laughed, "It's up to you!" After saying that, the whole person turned into a stream of light and rushed into the bronze mirror, and there was no movement anymore.
He should have relied on himself. He was grateful for Fu's help and felt fortunate for it, but he could not rely on her.
Placing the bronze mirror against his chest, Rong Jian stood up, walked to the edge of the pond, looked at the animal blood bubbling with bubbles, was silent for a while, and then stepped in.
He needed to become stronger, so even if this beast blood was disgusting, so what? He had to seize the time and become stronger.
The kid here started practicing consciously, and on the other side, the Yu family.
The moment Yu Bie Liu withdrew his spiritual consciousness, bright red blood flowed out of his seven orifices. His skin all over his body cracked into several small cuts, and in an instant, he became a bloody man.
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