Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Chapter 135 The Eighth Level of Blood Coagulation!

"It should be safe here now." Su Ming murmured, put away the black mask, closed his eyes, and immersed himself in meditation. A few days passed, and under the influence of many distractions, the injuries in Su Ming's body had healed.

He was silent for a long time, gave up the idea of ​​leaving this place, and instead lived here. The red grass spread ten feet in all directions, completely covering the place, hiding his presence.

Time passed slowly, one month, two months, three months... Until four months later, Su Ming never went out too far. In this cave, he silently used the mountain spirit powder to increase his cultivation.

In the past few months, he often communicated with Hefeng and learned a lot about things. He also learned from Hefeng's experiences in the past few years.

The red grassland was still ten feet tall. Although Zefeng had told Su Ming that if the grassland absorbed enough flesh and blood, the range could be increased. However, as long as the grassland is spread out, it will quickly absorb the controller's energy and blood. The terrifying absorption power is far beyond what ordinary people can bear. The larger the range, the more amazing the absorption. Zephyr cannot bear it, so it is rarely used.

He also told Su Ming that when the animal skin was first transformed into grassland, it had a radius of ten miles. But at that time, except for a few people such as Barbarian Gong, no one in the Hanshan tribe could withstand the absorbing power. He will be sucked out of his energy and blood and die in an instant.

Even Barbarian Gong and others could not use it for too long. As time went by, the grassland transformed from the animal skin slowly withered, and Hanshan tribe talents could gradually be used by more people. However, due to the shrinkage of the grassland, it became It can only protect and has no other effect.

However, this made Su Ming very strange. He had been spreading this red grass continuously for almost a year, but he had never encountered this thing absorbing the energy and blood of the controller. However, Su Ming only thought about it in his heart. Ask Zephyr.

Su Ming also asked about the origin of the animal skin that turned into this piece of grass. As he expected, this object was one of the relics of the ancestor of the Hanshan tribe. However, it was difficult to find because of its terrifying ability to absorb blood. Accept it, and it will gradually be ignored.

And during Su Ming's clever casual questioning, he discovered something that puzzled him, that is, at the moment when the animal skin was spread out and turned into red grass, the hallucinations that appeared in his mind seemed to be something Zefeng had never experienced before. It seems that before Hefeng, the Hanshan tribesmen who had mastered this animal skin from generation to generation were all like Hefeng, otherwise it would be impossible not to keep them! Some clues.

"If He Feng didn't hide this matter, then... I have something to do with the grass that the animal skin turned into." Su Ming couldn't think of the reason, only these two answers.

But he was very cautious and did not expand the area of ​​​​the grassland in search of flesh and blood. However, he became interested in the ancestors who died under the abyss of Hanshan City.

Over the past few months, the blood lines in Su Ming's body have also increased a lot. This is related to the crisis in the outside world, but more importantly, it is the environment deep in the rain forest. The increasingly dense exhaustion makes Su Ming angry. Blood circulation was also affected.

The number of blood lines in his body now reaches more than 370 when it is running, which is very close to the eighth level of blood coagulation realm with 399 lines.

However, the effect of Shanling Powder is already very weak at this moment. According to Su Ming's analysis, if he can support himself with about twenty more blood lines at most, it will be completely ineffective.

As for the medicine cauldron formed by He Feng's body, it has also grown vigorously in the past few months, and has vaguely met the tempering requirements. If it were not for one animal bone and three herbs, it would be able to temper the death energy.

Life in the depths of the rain forest was very peaceful. Su Ming had been alone most of the time since arriving in the land of Nanchen, and he had become accustomed to this feeling of loneliness.

He practiced silently until three months later in this cave. On this day, Su Ming was cross-legged and the blood lines on his body reached 398. His eyes were closed tightly and his body was covered with blood. The flickering light almost penetrated the big tree. If it were not covered by the red grass, it could be clearly seen outside.

Not long after, the 399th blood line suddenly appeared on Su Ming's body. After it appeared, a powerful aura burst out from Su Ming's body. Under this aura, he opened his eyes. He closed his eyes, his eyes calm.

Coagulation, eighth level.

"Four years..." Su Ming murmured. It has been four years since he woke up in the land of Nanchen. In ten years, he has reached the eighth level from the seventh level of the blood coagulation realm. The speed is not fast, and most of it has He spent all his time recovering from his injuries.

"Shan Ling Powder lost its effect a month ago when the blood lines were 397. This month, I did not rely on Shan Ling Powder and slowly increased two blood lines. Only then did I reach the eighth level of coagulation... …

The path of spiritual practice is indeed difficult. "Su Ming looked persistent, feeling the majestic energy and blood in his body.

"After all, the help of medicine and stone is limited, and it cannot grow sharply. The failure of Shanling Powder may be a good thing for me. From now on, I can avoid being overly dependent!

And I still have two drops of wild blood. These two drops of wild blood should increase my blood line by a huge amount! After that, we have to find a place where the blood ruler will burn!

I don’t know how much my blood line will increase with this fifth overlay..." Su Ming has a very deep understanding of the overbearing power of blood and fire. In the past few times, the increase was almost second to doubling, but the same , its degree of difficulty and danger are also extremely high.

After a moment of silence, Su Ming took out a vial from his storage bag. Looking at the vial, the indifference in Su Ming's eyes melted, revealing tenderness and reminiscence.

This vial was given to him by his grandfather himself back then. It contained two drops of the blood of Feng Zhen Barbarian Jing Nan.

Holding the vial, Su Ming closed his eyes. He couldn't help but think of his grandfather, the tribe, Lei Chen, Xiao Hong and everything back then, as well as the person holding his hand on the snow, smiling sweetly. Beautiful shadow.

"Su Ming, if we continue walking in this snow, will we reach the end of our journey..."

Su Ming trembled. The scar on his face seemed to be congested. It became clearer and clearer. It took a long time to slowly dim. He opened his eyes. His eyes were dead, no longer soft, but returned to calm, but that calm. In the depths, there are hidden wounds that no one sees.

"it's over……"

Su Ming lowered his head, opened the vial in his hand, put it to his mouth and drank it in one gulp. A drop of blood fell and melted in his mouth. He once again came to the protection of his grandfather. He was afraid that he would drink all the wild blood impulsively, so he could only use one drop at a time.

"Grandpa, Su Ming is no longer as impulsive as he was when he was a child..." Su Ming murmured, circulating the energy and blood in his body to absorb the power of a drop of wild blood to increase his blood line again.

Time passed day by day, one month, two months... Soon, it was the Sanwu month again.

Three months later, one morning, Su Ming put away the red grass under his feet, put the two completed bones into a storage bag, put the medicine cauldron in the same way, and walked out of the cave.

He did not look back, and walked towards the distance step by step. Every time his footsteps fell, the mud on the earth trembled. It seemed that the pressure coming from Su Ming's body could keep the insects in the mud away. .

In a year and a half, Su Mingru was transformed. When he was forced to flee here, he had more than 200 blood lines on his body, but now, under the influence of Shan Ling Powder, the number has reached 399. After Shan Ling Powder failed, , in the past three months, he absorbed all two drops of wild blood, and his current blood line...

"Hefeng, how far is the treasure you mentioned?" Su Ming walked in the rain forest. Every step he took was several feet away. He was wearing a blue gown and avoided many strange insects on the ground as he walked. , and even some strange flowers, plants, birds and beasts nearby were afraid to approach under that pressure.

"Master, it will take about half a month to get from here. That is the location of one of my caves, but it is very secret. It is difficult for outsiders to find it." In Su Ming's mind, Ze Feng's respectful voice echoed, In addition to being respectful, the voice also contained surprise and suspicion, as if he was very surprised by Su Ming's current change in cultivation.

Su Ming looked indifferent and didn't speak again. After walking silently for several days, he walked out of the depths of the rain forest. As he walked out, the exhaustion gradually became thinner, and in the end, it had completely dissipated.

He could see not far away, the healing cave where he lived.

Xuan Lun is no longer here, and so is Han Feizi. This rainforest is very large, and the exits are in all directions. Few people can completely monitor it. And most importantly, after Ze Feng was assimilated by Su Ming's brand, He Feng was in Xuan Lun. Su Ming can also feel the mark left on Han Feizi's body. If these two people get close, he can detect it in advance.

If He Feng hadn't listened to Han Feizi's words before, and after some calculations, he would have used the crisis to clear up the dust, and he would not have been caught by Xuan Lun, and would have ended up where he is now.

Just as he was about to walk out of the rain forest and go to the treasure place mentioned by He Feng, Su Ming suddenly stopped. He thought about it, swayed, stood up and came to a large lining, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes. , the brand was dispersing, and I began to meditate.

Hefeng Neng saw Su Ming's behavior and was quite puzzled, but he did not bother him. For more than half a year, he had been very careful. He felt that Su Ming's thoughts were gradually becoming more and more uncertain. .

Sunrise and sunset, day by day, Su Ming always sat there cross-legged, motionless, as if waiting for something. Zefeng became more and more curious, and wanted to ask several times, but thinking of Su Ming's gloominess in the past half year, he couldn't Hold it back.

Until a month and a half later, when a distant voice came from the rain forest, Su Ming opened his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior...senior..."