Hu Yan was sitting alone in the secret room of the temple, with fine sweat beads oozing from his forehead. Although his eyebrows were frowning, he still had a strong and tough look.

This "Blade Qi Tempering Body and Blood Refining**" is worthy of being the top body-building technique in ancient times. Compared with the body-building technique that is circulating in the demon world today, there is more mystery. With the extremely sharp energy stored in the Haoran knife, it turns into particles and fine silk, and woven like a fishing net in the body. It can gradually peel off the impurities in the blood vessels from the flesh and muscles and bones to make it pure.

Such a subtle technique, coupled with the extraordinary sharpness of the divine sword, is used to refine the body, and the bloodline is purer than that of the current divine masters. The physical body's strength will naturally become more solid and its power will be even better.

But at the same time, there are also advantages and disadvantages. The magic of the technique is not only exchanged for a strong body, but also an unexpectedly severe pain. The sharp energy of the magic sword is so sharp that it dissipates into thousands of particles, fine threads, pierces into the flesh and blood of one's own flesh and bones. It is hard for ordinary people to imagine, as if it were a person with a weak mind. If it were someone with a weak mind, he would probably not be able to withstand the first knife and would be dizzy by the severe pain and disintegrate his mind.

Those who practice this technique must not only endure such severe pain, but also stick to the undestroyed thoughts, control the fishing net transformed by the sharp energy, and then go back and forth again and again, as if self-harm thousands of times. This requires a tenacious obsession far beyond ordinary people to practice this extraordinary method.

Even though Hu Yan claimed to be extremely obsessed, he was stimulated by the severe pain that exceeded his expectations when he went off the Internet for the first time and suddenly disappeared. Fortunately, after learning the lesson for the second time, he finally forced himself to resist the desire to faint and gritted his teeth and practiced.

After getting used to the severe pain, Hu Yan dared to distract himself from controlling his sharp energy and followed the practice accordingly. After more than two thousand years, the fishing net woven with sharp energy was as subtle as dust, like a big wave to wash away the sand. However, the flesh, muscles and bones of the right palm were repeatedly repeated hundreds of times without any impurities being peeled off.

"Crazy..."

The sharpness like a fishing net brushed through his right palm, and a rushing sound of water was faintly heard from it, which was more sticky, solid and thick than the river water, just like a small palm of flesh and blood, which was as heavy as a mountain. It was a very special thing.

Hu Yan opened his eyes, lowered his head to stare at the blood-colored right palm, slowly clenched his fist and gradually reached the power. The powerful power contained in this flesh palm was almost beyond his control. Compared to when he first entered the divine realm, he was at least ten times stronger, and he was extremely satisfied.

"Not bad! As I expected, this palm divine realm has reached its peak, and it has indeed exceeded the ordinary divine realm, and it should have the power of the thirteen mountains!"

After more than two thousand years of concentration, seeing this rich effect, Hu Yan was satisfied, his tense thoughts at that time quietly relaxed, and he immediately felt exhausted both physically and mentally, and exhausted to the extreme.

Hu Yan Ben wanted to practice the magical practice of the four limbs again, but his physical and mental state was so sluggish that he was afraid that he would be negligent for a moment, which ruined this rare practice. So he thought about it for a moment, and decided to take a short rest and wait until his physical and mental state was adjusted to the best, and then he practiced the next period of hard work, so he got up and pushed the door out.

"Madam! If you have no good plans, continue like this..."

As soon as he opened the door, Mr. Xu heard an urgent cry from him, as if he was quite anxious.

"No need to say anything more!" Before Xu Yuanwai finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Yan's cold words, but he scolded him sternly: "I was so panicked when I encountered some small things. What kind of pride? You are the great elder of the foreign affairs of the Blood Sword Demon Sect. Now there is no elder in the God Realm. Except for me and the Lord of God, you will respect you. If you are in chaos, wouldn't your subordinates be even more in chaos? If you can't learn calmly, you, the position of the great elder of the foreign affairs, abdicate and give way to me!"

The reprimand was harsh. In Huyan's ear consciousness, Mr. Xu seemed to be stunned, and then fell down in fear and said ashamed: "Mrs. What I taught you is that! I will remember and never let my wife down again!"

After hearing a few words, Hu Yan had already walked into the hall. Liu Yan should have heard the movement. He had already arrived at the lotus step as soon as he entered the door, showing a look of surprise, "Why did the master come out of seclusion? Could it be..."

Seeing Hu Yan, Mr. Xu, who was kneeling in the hall, looked overjoyed. He bowed respectfully and chanted with fists, "Congratulations to the Lord of God for coming out of seclusion!"

Holding Liu Yanxian's hand, he stared at Liu Yan's slightly haggard and delicate face, and he still had a deep affectionate smile. Hu Yan felt warm in his heart, and the guilt was even heavier.

"Although I have not been promoted to the level of the four limbs, I have now stepped into the peak of the one-palm divine realm." He sat on the high platform with his hands, Hu Yan explained with a smile: "I will soon hit the level of the four limbs. I will go out of seclusion for a little rest, and I will go to seclusion again in a few days!"

After hearing what he said, Liu Yan's smile did not diminish, but Mr. Xu smiled darkly. He hesitated and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Liu Yan again.

"Elder Xu, this matter is not urgent. You still need to go slowly and step back!"

This sentence seemed to have something else, and it seemed to have been a puzzle. He did not want to disturb Hu Yan's state of hard work. He was very upset. Mr. Xu was anxious and confused. At this time, after Liu Yan secretly reminded him, he finally woke up from his dream and knew the importance of it. Then he smiled relieved and said with a fist, "What the wife said is, I will leave now! Lord God, Madam, say goodbye!"

Hu Yan was confused when he heard this and was about to call Mr. Xu. He heard him say it clearly, but he saw Mr. Xu walking straight away. Liu Yan had already grabbed him, his face full of affection. Hu Yan couldn't help but speak and took over the topic.

"The master does not need to worry. Elder Xu's worry is that his disciples in the sect are not good, so he is a little anxious. It's just that my Blood Sword Demon Sect was first established, and my disciples have only been practicing martial arts for more than two thousand years. If you want to achieve a certain climate, you need to be careful and flowing. It's useless to be anxious. He has never taken over the affairs of this sect and cannot see through the reasons. He is so anxious that he is scolded by me, which is not a big deal!"

Liu Yan said this lightly, but how wise Hu Yan was, and he knew the hidden dangers hidden in it as soon as he heard it, and he felt even more ashamed of Liu Yan.

However, it is said that the Blood Sword Demon Sect has now joined the Artifact Demonic Trace and should participate in the Dao Zhongmao. This Dao Zhongmao is boring and boring, but it is extremely important. The success or failure of the disciples of the sect is related to the rise and fall of the reputation of the sect.

Now that the Blood Sword Demon Sect has only been established for more than two thousand years, even if they have acquired talented disciples, it will take a long time to grow up. It is naturally not enough for just over two thousand years. If there are few geniuses as the mainstay, it is estimated that the ranking of the disciples of the Blood Sword Demon Sect will definitely not be outstanding in the two Daozhong competitions in the past two thousand years. If there are the major sects that have a mortal hatred that have a relationship with them, the ranking of the Blood Sword Demon Sect disciples may be even more terrible. In this way, in the eyes of the world, the success or failure of the Blood Sword Demon Sect will be in the face of the world, and the reputation of the Blood Sword Demon Sect will fall again and again, there is no doubt.

The reputation of this sect seems to be huge and useless, but in fact, the subtle influence is profound and vast. If the sect has no reputation, there will naturally be fewer people who come to study with their masters and learn skills. The possibility of talented people among them will be greatly reduced. In the long run, the wealthy family will be stronger and the weaker. If you fall into such a difficult problem, it will be extremely bad.

Mr. Xu also started from scratch and built a huge fortune in the past. He was a man who did big things. He was naturally calm and could not hide his anxiety, which meant that this matter was probably not that simple.

Hu Yan thought about it for a while and had already guessed it.

It is estimated that the five brothers of the Zhu family have temporarily become true disciples in the sect, but the five of them used to rely on their own circumstances. As people who are hang out in the market, it is not easy to have the strength now. It is just a coincidence. But after all, they are either from a famous family or even Hu Yan teaches advanced martial arts. With the understanding and foundation of the five people, it is extremely difficult and slow to comprehend. Naturally, they are no match for the true disciples of other sects. They are probably not only losing a lot, but also ridiculed, ridiculed, and insulted. The Blood Sword Demon Sect has become a laughing stock.

If it really reached such a bad point, the Blood Sword Demon Sect was now forced to be desperate. I am afraid that fewer and fewer people would come to become disciples. If this continues, the population will wither and gradually fade, and it will be destroyed in name only and without any attack. Only in this way can Xu Yuanwai be so anxious.

But at this point, not only did Xu Yuanwai say nothing, but Liu Yan deliberately concealed it, or it was a big deal, but it was just to make him concentrate on practicing hard and not be distracted by this matter. With such good intentions, Hu Yan felt really uncomfortable.

He held Liu Yan into his arms, his eyes flashed, and then he gradually smiled, "This matter is troublesome, but there may be other variables!"

Liu Yan was stunned when she heard this, and then she wondered: "Master has any good plans?"

"There is no good strategy, but I always think that there is no way to go. I can't say that I can't plant willows without any intention, and the willows have become shade!" Hu Yan laughed, but he was accustomed to making a fool of himself, and he winked at Liu Yan and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about this matter. I rarely relax. Let's talk about this major event of multiplication of blood..."

"oops!"

The spring breeze is a few times warm, and there is no need to talk to others. After a few days of rest, Hu Yan is already radiant, and then he goes into seclusion again, and is about to advance to the realm of the four limbs.

His understanding of this sword art has reached the realm of spiritual transformation. The use of this sword energy is naturally wonderful. It is naturally no longer difficult to distract the four uses. Then he controls the division of the sword energy and turns into four parts. He hooks it into four fishing nets, and then tempers the flesh, muscles, bones, and membranes of the limbs and blood.

After this step, we can divide the four transformations and practice the four steps together. The severe pain that we suffer will increase by itself and increase by ten times. This tempering will naturally be more like torture, and the pressure of our minds will double, tight as if we are as if we have signs of collapse at all times.

If the mind cannot withstand such heavy pressure, once it collapses, Huyan's mind will be like a huge avalanche, the giant dam collapses, and the soul will be destroyed in an instant. Perhaps this powerful body can be left behind, and it will be just an empty shell, and it will also be the end of the death of the mind.

Even Hu Yan did so dangerously, even if he did not dare to hurry. Whenever he could not bear it, he would stop immediately, rest for a few days before continuing to practice hard. After repeated recurrence, he would have not realized that more than two thousand years had passed.

On this day, when he was at a critical moment, a sound of knocking on the door suddenly came. Hu Yan was frightened and his mind was slightly confused. The sword energy that had lost control was like a wild horse. It was like a wild horse, and it was flowing across his limbs. In a moment, it was already covered with blood and scars, and the injuries were particularly terrifying.

Fortunately, Hu Yan came back to his senses, so he hurriedly concentrated his mind, restraining the many scattered sword energy, gradually gathered into a group and came to his heart, and finally stopped the injury in time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. The seemingly terrifying injury, when he reached his current state, his slightest exercise of his power had recovered as before, and then he got up and opened the door, and saw Liu Yan rushing towards him in surprise.

"Master, someone from the lower world has ascended today!"
Chapter completed!