"The blood of the saint, good thing! good thing!"

When the group of saints started fighting, Shaohao was ecstatic and kept collecting the golden blood spilled by the Taoist Bodhi.

This is the blood of the saint of heaven!

It is countless times stronger than the blood of the Great Witch.

The Taoist Bodhi was chopped off one claw by Tongtian's sword, and blood was as rained.

Even though Qing Ming had already opened his pockets under the guidance of the Wood Emperor, there were still some residual golden blood not all gathered.

How could Qingming let go of such a treasure?

"Haha, there's one more drop here!"

After walking around this mountain for a few circles and putting away the last drop of saint's blood, Qingming was like an old farmer with a bumper harvest, with a happy face.

"The blood of the Taoist Bodhi is not that easy to take. Can you refine it?"

At this time, Taoist Yu Yu walked to Qingming and asked with a smile on his face.

"It can be refined. These are all good materials for alchemy!"

Qing Ming was full of joy, "The pill made by the saint's blood, that guy has extraordinary effect!"

"Well……"

Hearing this, Taoist Yu Yu's mouth twitched.

It should be said that he is worthy of being a weapon saint? Even the blood of a saint is used to refine an alchemy!

"Okay, just use it to refine the alchemy!"

Taoist Yu Yu shook his head and said to Qingming again: "Sage of Weapons, you... seem to have no merits in the body and achieve enlightenment? Are you planning to practice yourself? It is extraordinary to have this insight and make this decision."

"A gentleman is good at using things, but does not stagnate with things! The way of utensils is to rely on the power of external objects, but he cannot relax his own practice. A gentleman strives forever."

In the past two days, Qing Ming has also gained a clear understanding of the so-called "how of instruments", and he is very clear about it.

"Not bad!"

Taoist Yu Yu smiled and nodded, "The way of instruments is indeed extraordinary."

"I just now, thank you for the saints for their protection. Qingming is very grateful."

Qingming naturally knew that the scene in the sky just now was Sanqing and Nuwa who were protecting him.

"It's okay! It's okay! Those two guys in the West don't want to be too squid."

Taoist Yu Yu smiled and waved his hand, "This matter is over, for example, I will send the weapon saint back to Akasaka!"

After Qingyun turned, Taoist Yu Yu took Qingming and instantly returned to the weapon refining valley.

"I have another disciple who has not yet entered the school here. I need to meet him and say goodbye."

After greeting Qing Ming, Taoist Yu Yu disappeared instantly and went to find his "uninitiated disciple", namely Ji Hao.

"Mr. Wood Emperor, how should I refine the blood of this saint?"

The blood of the saints shed by the Taoist Bodhi was collected. It can be said that this is the best material that Qingming has harvested so far.

However, how to refine the blood of the saint is a problem.

"Of course I have practiced the pill to improve my cultivation."

The Wood Emperor smiled, "Bodhi Taoist, his body is a Bodhi tree of innate spiritual roots. Both the metal and wood have the highest innate origins in this world. As for the qi, blood and essence, it is even more difficult."

"Very good!"

Not only does it have the innate origin of the two systems of metal and wood, but it also has a large amount of qi and blood essence. After collecting so many saints of the Bodhi Taoist, how much should it be refined...

Just as he was full of joy, Qingming suddenly discovered that in the storage space opened by the Wood Emperor, the countless blood like gold melt, had merged with each other and turned into... a drop.

"Why is there only one drop?"

Qingming was stunned.

"The blood of a saint has fallen into a sea of ​​blood. When it reaches the Bodhi Taoist state, even if you are injured, you can drop a drop of blood. Do you think you have taken thousands of them?"

The Wood Emperor chuckled, "Little guy, if it weren't for the four swords of Zhu Xian that were too fierce, there wouldn't be any holy blood drops. At most, some vitality would be dispersed. The saints of the Heavenly Dao gathered and dispersed invisibly. How could they be so easy to get injured and bleed?"

"Uh... OK!"

Qing Ming smiled and shook his head, "It's me that I'm not greedy!"

Although there is only one drop of real holy blood,... this is also a great harvest.

"Mr. Muhuang, what kind of elixir should I practice this drop of holy blood?"

Qingming had no way to deal with things of the Holy Blood level, so he could only ask the Muhuang.

"No need to refine any elixir. I cast a spell to erase the Bodhi Taoist mark from this drop of holy blood. You just swallow it."

Bodhi holy blood, innate spiritual roots, is better than taking it directly if you use any method to refine it into elixirs.

The Wood Emperor stretched out his hand and whispered it, and the colorful rays flowed, directly erasing all the marks in this drop of holy blood, leaving only the pure origin.

"Swallow it! If you swallow this drop of blood, you will benefit you endlessly."

The Wood Emperor threw the decomposed Bodhi holy blood to Qingming.

"oh!"

Qingming took the drop of gold blood cast like gold and swallowed it.

"Boom!"

The vast and boundless power rushed into the body like a volcano erupting.

“Too powerful!”

This power made Qing Ming feel tremble and he quickly used the "Pangu Authentic" method of practice to absorb and fuse this huge power.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

All over his body, there were 129,600 meridians, like firecrackers, bursting out in a series of explosions, and the acupoints were rushing open one by one.

In a moment, 129,600 acupoints were rushing through his body.

In this short moment, Qing Ming went from the peak of the little witch to the limit of the big witch.

An ordinary great witch, if you can open hundreds of witches, you are already at the peak of the great witches. Now, Qing Ming's number of acupoints has reached the level of Pangu's true body.

The 120,000 witches communicate with the world at the same time and accumulate strength at the same time. Qingming's body of power is as vast as the sea of ​​smoke and boundless.

However, this is not the end.

The power of the saint's blood has only consumed a little.

"After the Great Witch, it is the Witch King. The Great Witch uses its acupoints to communicate the power of heaven and earth. The Witch King communicates with the stars of the birth. Release your mind and use the power of the saint's blood to find your natal star according to your own sensation!"

Hearing the guidance of the Wood Emperor, Qingming quickly let go of his heart.

"Boom!"

In a trance, a huge and boundless force wrapped around Qingming's mind and rushed straight into the sky.

It penetrated the vast clouds, broke through the endless gale wind, and rushed into the vast starry sky.

“Buzz…”

When Qingming's mind rushed into the prehistoric starry sky, the seven constellations of the white tiger in the west, the seven constellations of the green dragon in the east, and even the central purple-wei altar all emitted light at the same time, and at the same time had a sense of Qingming.

"I came from the Qingyi tribe and have been practicing the wood power. It is normal to sense the seven constellations of the Qinglong."

"The seven constellations of the White Tiger should have absorbed the Holy Blood of Bodhi. The two origins of gold and wood that are contained in the holy blood, thus induced the Western golden energy."

"As for the central Ziwei Altar, it is the person of the sage brought by my identity as a saint, which has a sense of the Ziwei Altar."

Qing Ming thought in his heart, and he didn't know how to choose!

Which one should I choose?
Chapter completed!