Li Qinglin called it dead wood and burning tree.

When it is a dead tree, its breath, essence and blood are restrained to the lowest state.

It can not only reduce its own energy needs, but also prolong its survival ability in extreme environments.

You can also dilute your presence and turn into a ghost.

When the tree is burning, it explodes and sublimates, burning all of one's energy and blood in a short period of time!

In return, it gains absolute strength far beyond normal levels, and greatly increases the threshold for perceiving negative emotions such as pain, hunger, thirst, and fatigue.

The price is that your qi and blood will be severely overdrawn, and you will fall into a long period of weakness.

Of course, for Li Qinglin, who has a heart toad in his body and can nourish his qi and blood, the effects of these side effects are not serious.

But if the burning continues without blood support...

Or he would burn himself to death! After becoming a little familiar with the cold-blooded talent, Li Qinglin stopped caring.

Instead, release the mercury blood in the heart sac.

The mercury blood was extremely heavy, but under the guidance of the herbs-collecting and standing meditation, it quickly flowed to the top of the head.

He had just started to hone his physique, but the toughness of the skin membrane on his head was increasing at a speed far exceeding the speed of the hard training in the previous few days!

And slowly began to spread from the top of the head to the eyebrows.

Li Qinglin's qi and blood strength also gradually became stronger.

"My cheat is back..."

…

Snap!

In the dim sky, purple-blue lightning snakes suddenly crawled across it, accompanied by heavy rain and hail, which fell down with a loud noise, illuminating the entire world in a pale white.

"Put the supplies and charcoal here. Third Grandma doesn't like outsiders."

Outside the bamboo building, Miao Miao called down the tenants who were carrying supplies.

Hearing this, the man put on a simple smile on his face and said, "These things are too heavy. I'm worried that the girl will be tired. Let me move them in myself."

Miao Miao shook her head: "No, I'll do it."

There was no sign of compromise.

The innocent smile on this person's face gradually faded, and he slowly stood up straight, expressionless. At the bottom of his eyes, a red line ran from the white of his eyes into his pupils.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the eaves coldly, splashing and scattered water droplets onto the man's dark face.

"Why bother?" he sighed.

Miao Miao had a bad feeling in her heart and was about to shout when the shadow of a finger appeared in front of her eyes.

The sound of breaking air was covered by the noisy sound of raindrops.

This person supported Miao Miao's unconscious body and asked with a worried look on his face, "Girl, are you okay?"

As he spoke, he moved the people and supplies into the door and quietly closed it.

The flesh and blood on the hand where he exerted his strength suddenly shrank a lot, leaving only a thin layer of membrane.

It seems that in the process of exerting strength, what is consumed is not the renewable energy and blood, but one's own flesh and blood.

Looking at the quiet courtyard, the small bamboo house becomes more fresh and lively after being washed by wind and rain.

This person was silently sensing something, and vaguely felt a "qi" rising and falling deep under the bamboo building.

“It’s actually here!”

This person was ecstatic.

"I still have no clue about the Five Organs Medicine, but I never thought that I would actually find the place where Wang Changsheng buried his body!"

"What the Immortal Master said is indeed correct. Wang Changsheng is not missing, but died in the mansion! With Wang Changsheng's body, my Cangtian Shulu Temple will have the foundation to be established!"

The owner of this person's consciousness is naturally no longer a tenant in Wang's house.

With the help of the medium hidden in the charcoal, Lu Zhangke can perform the method of planting demons and controlling souls by simply burning it, controlling the mind and controlling it from a distance. However, the caster and the controlled person cannot be too far apart, as there is a range limitation.

Lu Zhangke originally wanted to directly control those nobles of status in Wang's residence, but for some reason, the efficiency of Wang's residence was too slow, and the incense charcoal of the nobles seemed to have not been lit for a long time.

As a last resort, he could only control the tenants in the outer courtyard.

Lu Zhangke controlled this person to sneak towards the bamboo building. From a distance, he could vaguely see a figure sleeping on his side listening to the rain in the bedroom of the bamboo building.

Wang Changsheng is an immortal cultivator, and his tomb and ruins are hidden underground, making it difficult to approach with ordinary means.

But the immortal master who bestowed the ordination seemed to have anticipated this. While imparting the method of cultivating demons and controlling souls, he also bestowed the technique of blood sacrifice.

A sacrifice of the life of a close relative can be used to attract the other party's energy and force the remains to be born.

"Liu Rongyue, you were guarding the bamboo building waiting for Wang Changsheng to come home, but you didn't expect that his body would be buried under your feet for more than ten years!"

Lu Zhangke smiled jokingly, without any thought of sympathy for the woman.

But the power was still in his palm. Lu Zhangke suddenly felt that in addition to the aura of the immortal cultivators, there was also a faint...

Demonic aura?! Lu Zhangke's expression changed, and he suddenly retreated to the depths of the bamboo forest.

After carefully sensing it, his face looked a little ugly.

Is this Wang Changsheng’s backup plan?

No matter which possibility it is, it means that if you rashly perform a blood sacrifice, unpredictable changes will occur.

Even the fisherman took advantage! Suddenly,

Lu Zhangke recalled the young man whom he had caught a glimpse of at the back door of Wang's house a few days ago.

Evil and strange creatures should not live together.

Lu Zhangke also knew from the ghost stories in the countryside that most monsters live alone, unless they are related by blood.

"Is that boy the human shell of this evil creature? Or is he a human slave transformed into a monster?"

All kinds of speculations emerged in his mind, but Lu Zhangke had been struggling in the market for many years, stumbling all the way, so it was impossible for him to be scared away by a simple imagination.

His blood seemed to boil, half of his body turned blood red, the blood was swirling, his muscles and bones were groaning under the heavy burden, and his skin was becoming more and more withered and old.

And in his hands, an invisible force became increasingly deep and terrifying.

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He slapped the ground hard! ...

Outside the water palace.

The Jade Yuan Toad seemed to be half asleep, rising and falling in the turbulent underground water veins, but its attention was always on the occasional gaps in the water cover.

Predation and evolution are instincts engraved into the Jade Yuanchan's bones.

After losing Li Qinglin's control, it will follow both its own instincts and the orders issued by Li Qinglin, but it will give priority to Li Qinglin's orders.

During the long wait, the Jade Yuan Chan did not feel bored at all.

Cold and without any emotion.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the Jade Yuanchan turned his eyes curiously and looked at his hard armored back.

Just now, something seemed to hit it.

But it was so minor that it didn't even alert it.

Its limited intelligence was not enough for it to delve too deeply into the matter, so it turned its eyes away and focused its attention on the water cover again.

The next moment, a gleam of human brilliance flashed across its pupils.

However, it was Li Qinglin who noticed the unusual movement of his clone and took the initiative to control it.

The Jade Yuan Toad swam quickly upstream and approached the rock wall. From the cracks in the soil and rocks, it could faintly hear some movement on the ground.

Moreover, a fierce and powerful force quickly penetrated several feet of rock and rushed towards him!

"Someone found me?!"

Li Qinglin was shocked and angry. He did not dare to hide his abilities at all and used his talent of controlling water to the fullest.

It was raining heavily outside. The rain water seeped down from the soil, but was restrained by a force and gathered quickly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Several water arrows suddenly drilled out from the ground.

The crystal clear liquid was still spinning in the air, reflecting a dazzling cold light, and with unstoppable force, it pierced directly through the forehead of the man on the ground.

And without losing its momentum, it penetrated several bamboo trunks diagonally upwards before slowly disintegrating into water drops.

"Magic? Controlling objects?"

Despite being seriously injured, Lu Zhangke seemed to be fine. He just looked very pale and completely gave up the idea of ​​testing.

"It's a demon! Let's go!"

Lu Zhangke said nothing more, turned around and was about to climb over the wall to leave.

But several water arrows shot out from the ground without stopping.

Lu Zhangke groaned, and there were a few more holes on his body. He cursed inwardly and limped away into the rainy night.

Time passed and the night deepened.

The wind shakes the green bamboo, and the rain hits the west window.

After an unknown amount of time, a man wearing a dark blue python robe and a bamboo hat, letting the raindrops pour down on his body, appeared on the green bamboo, staring silently in the direction where Lu Zhangke left.

He glanced around the yard, looking a little confused.

Due to the rainy night, he arrived a little late.

All that was seen was Lu Zhangke's figure, who seemed to be injured and retreating in fear.

"This courtyard is... the bamboo courtyard of my biological mother?"

The man suddenly reacted, his doubts dissipated a little, and he bowed in the direction of the bamboo building with a serious expression.

The bamboo leaves flew down and the figure disappeared.

In the bamboo house.

Perhaps he was woken up by the rain, the body that had been sleeping on its side moved and slowly opened its eyes.

Where is the trace of sleepiness in your eyes?

(End of this chapter)