Yang Zhen waved the jade slip in his hand and said with a grin, "Don't we still have you, Master?"

Zhou Tong shuddered, and looked at Yang Zhen as if he were an enemy, saying, "Don't try to get close to me. I haven't practiced this technique, so I can't teach you anything. If you want to practice it successfully, you still need your own talent... I heard that you have a very high talent, so high that even Jiulong was shocked. I want to see if you can shock me too."

Yang Zhen curled his lips and muttered that it was really not nice before he probed his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip for transmitting power.

Seeing this, Zhou Tong explained, "The name of this technique is the Unknown Blood Refining Technique. I accidentally found this technique in an unknown cave. It contains the aura of an unknown emperor. As for who left it behind, I still don't know."

The unknown blood refining method, just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is a high-end martial art.

In fact, Yang Zhen practiced a technique called the Twelve Blood Refining Methods, which was also related to a certain great emperor. However, Yang Zhen had a vague feeling that this was the Twelve Blood Refining Methods, and it seemed to have been created casually by a certain great emperor.

It was really just created casually.

Before Yang Zhen absorbed the Qi and blood of heaven and earth, he practiced the Twelve Blood Refining Methods, which enabled him to completely refine the Qi and blood in his body and gain extremely powerful Qi and blood power. However, after Yang Zhen absorbed the Qi and blood of heaven and earth, this Twelve Blood Refining Methods was not of much use.

Even with Yang Zhen's talent, after completing the twelve blood refining methods, he was still unable to refine the blood of heaven and earth at will, let alone the seed of blood of heaven and earth in Yang Zhen's body.

The unknown blood refining method, the unknown cave, the unknown imperial aura, these three unknown things combined have made Yang Zhen very interested.

While Yang Zhen was investigating the contents of the jade slip, he glanced at Zhou Tong. If it was really a powerful technique, how could this old man not have practiced it? Zhou Tong had not practiced the technique. First, this technique must be rubbish and not worthy of being put on the stage. At least Zhou Tong, a powerful man who could only do the finishing touch, would not look down on it.

Another possibility is that this technique is extremely difficult to practice, and even Zhou Tong himself cannot practice it.

This way, it is explained clearly.

When Yang Zhen reaches perfection in a technique, according to the agreement or the transaction between the two, Zhou Tong must give Yang Zhen another technique or martial art, and he can let Yang Zhen choose either technique or martial art.

Now looking at Zhou Tong's face with an expression that was three parts curiosity and seven parts gloating, Yang Zhen could basically be certain that this kind of blood refining method was difficult to practice successfully. Even if it was successful, it would be difficult to practice to perfection.

This actually aroused a little interest in Yang Zhen. Is there any technique in this world that he cannot successfully practice? Thinking of this, Yang Zhen's face became serious. In Zhou Tong's confused expression, he was completely immersed in the comprehension of the unknown blood refining method.

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face and the aura emanating from him, Zhou Tong opened his mouth in confusion, and then his eyes instantly widened and he whispered, "Enlightenment?"

He could suddenly gain enlightenment. Such talent and aptitude are hard to find even one among ten thousand young monks.

Now there is such a person in front of Zhou Tong, how could Zhou Tong not be surprised?

Yang Zhen entered into a state of enlightenment, so Zhou Tong didn't want to hurry on his way. He was not in a hurry anyway, so he focused most of his energy on Yang Zhen.

In fact, Zhou Tong only focused on Yang Zhen for a cup of tea, and his eyes widened again.

A trace of blood energy actually began to slowly emanate from Yang Zhen's body. This blood energy was very familiar to Zhou Tong. It was the result of practicing an unknown blood refining method.

"This bastard boy is really talented... just barely. Although he hasn't gotten started yet, he obviously understands what's going on. But understanding is not enough. This kind of blood refining method requires an extremely strong physical body and abundant blood and energy to be able to successfully enter. The boy's physical body... well, not bad, but the blood and energy... beep... beep, what the hell is this blood and energy?"

Boom! Wherever Zhou Tong's consciousness passed, it was as if he was in the deep ocean. But this ocean was composed of blood. The terrifying air wave that seemed like a sea of ​​blood shocked Zhou Tong so much that he couldn't even speak. He looked at Yang Zhen with a dull look and said in distress, "It's bad. I should have checked the physical condition of this kid earlier. This... This is simply giving this bastard a completely suitable technique. But so what? This should be the most suitable technique. It was obtained for nothing anyway. Even if he can cultivate to perfection, will the next technique be so smooth?"

What Zhou Tong said was already exaggerated enough. If Yang Zhen could really practice to the point of entry, his talent would have been recognized by Zhou Tong. But no matter how much he recognized it, Zhou Tong did not think that Yang Zhen could practice the unknown blood refining method to perfection in just a few days.

"In the end, I am still one step ahead!"

Zhou Tong stroked his beard and grinned like an old fox. However, as he stroked, he found that his beard was actually fluttering.

This sudden scene made Zhou Tong's eyes become cross-eyed. He looked at the beard floating in front of him in confusion. His heart suddenly moved, and he looked up into the air in horror.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

There was a loud bang, Zhou Tong let out a strange cry, left Yang Zhen behind and turned around to run away.

In the air, dark red lights shone under the golden sunlight, forming a cloud layer that rolled and tumbled like waves.

As soon as Zhou Tong left, he couldn't help but look back at Yang Zhen with a ridiculous look on his face.

He never dreamed that Yang Zhen, who had just come into contact with this blood refining method, would actually be able to attract a heavenly calamity? You have to know that Zhou Tong had practiced the blood refining method for more than half a year. Not only had he just started, but he had also tortured his body to pieces, and even his blood and qi were about to explode, but he did not attract any heavenly calamity.

No, this is not an ordinary calamity!

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen, who suddenly opened his eyes in mid-air and looked up at the sky with a strange expression, with a confused look on his face. He muttered to himself: "Damn it, this...what kind of monster did I find?"

(End of this chapter)