Chapter 162 Refining Blood in the Primordial Aperture
Chapter 162 Refining Blood in the Primordial Aperture
On the second day of the first lunar month, it snowed heavily.
On the official road in the suburbs, a man rode a demonic horse at breakneck speed.
Wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, Ding Yi traversed the vast expanse of snow.
Before long, Ding Yi suddenly pulled on the reins, and his demon horse slowed down and soon came to a stop on the snow-covered road.
At this moment, the demonic horse was radiating intense heat. When snowflakes landed on its body, they were instantly vaporized into white steam, demonstrating just how high the temperature of the demonic horse was.
Ding Yi looked at the desolate village covered in snow ahead, then took out the Quicksand Map from his pocket and glanced at it.
Seeing nothing amiss, Ding Yi spurred his horse, and the two of them leisurely entered the village.
Most of the houses in this abandoned village had collapsed. Ding Yi circled around and found a house marked with a sign. He then dismounted, tied the reins to a nearby pillar, and pushed open the wooden door to go inside.
Inside the room, a figure stood there, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.
Upon hearing the voice, the man immediately turned around and saw Liu Xun, who had parted ways with Ding Yi in Qingfeng County.
"My lord, I've missed you so much!!"
When Liu Xun saw Ding Yi enter, he immediately greeted him with a broad smile and then walked towards Ding Yi.
"Stop, stop, stop! Where's the stuff?"
Ding Yi stopped Liu Xun in his tracks and then asked.
"Master, they're all here."
Liu Xun quickly pulled back the cloth beside him, revealing a small wooden box underneath.
"The statues are all here, three in total."
Liu Xun chuckled.
As he spoke, Liu Xun took out a gourd from his waist and handed it to Ding Yi.
"Master, this is the Gourd of Evil Qi, and it's finally full."
"Oh?"
Ding Yi took the gourd with some surprise and found that the evil gourd was much heavier, which made him sigh.
If Liu Xun hadn't brought it over, he would have completely forgotten about it.
"Master, I also brought some silver notes, not much, just five hundred taels."
As Liu Xun spoke, he took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket.
"That place is too poor; they can only manage this much."
Liu Xun wore a bitter expression.
"As long as you have it."
Ding Yi took the silver note and put it in his pocket, then asked:
"By the way, tell me in detail what the situation is like inside the Yin-Yang Palace."
"Ah, Master, why do you ask this? Do you want to enter the Yin-Yang Palace?"
Liu Xun was taken aback.
"Do not talk nonsense."
"Ah, yes, yes, the main headquarters of the Yin Yang Palace is on Zuowang Peak."
"This Zuowang Peak has two large peaks, and the Yin Yin Palace and Yang Yang Palace of the Yin Yang Palace each occupy one of them."
"I'm not familiar with the Yin Palace, but the Yang Palace is divided into twelve star palaces. Each palace has an elder, and each elder has more than ten disciples under his command. The servants who serve are countless."
Liu Xun spoke of the Yangyang Palace with great familiarity, talking eloquently for the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.
Ding Yi stood there quietly listening, until Liu Xun's throat was dry from talking, when suddenly Ding Yi asked:
"I want you to become an elder of the Yang Palace. How confident are you?"
"what?"
Liu Xun thought he had misheard and was immediately stunned.
"I say, how confident are you in becoming an elder of the Yang Palace?"
Ding Yi repeated it again.
"Master, this is no laughing matter."
"As the de facto ruler of Qingzhou, even an elder of the Yangji Palace is a fourth-rank official, and his strength is at least at the Lesser Completion of the Divine Palace Realm!"
Liu Xun hurriedly said.
"Divine Palace Realm, how many divine statues do you need to reach that level?"
Ding Yi asked.
“This servant is currently only at the minor completion of the Xuanji Realm. With this servant’s aptitude, it would take at least thirty blood-colored divine statues to cross a major realm, and when entering the Divine Palace Realm, a jade-colored divine statue would also be needed to stabilize the soul.”
Liu Xun estimated for a moment, then continued.
"Thirty statues."
Ding Yi stroked his chin and then fell into deep thought.
His original plan was to insert chess pieces into the Yin and Yang palaces respectively, secretly nurturing and slowly eroding the Yin and Yang palaces.
But now that Sun Qiao'er is getting married, Ding Yi feels that Liu Xun really needs to elevate his status as soon as possible.
If Sun Qiao'er, this pawn, is not rescued in the end, and Liu Xun is also lost, then all my efforts over the years will have been in vain.
It is now clear that a divine statue is needed to enhance Liu Xun's strength.
But Ding Yi had previously let Sun Qiao'er try it; his Evergreen True Qi could also help them refine and improve, although the amount was very small.
He had considered strengthening the Evergreen True Qi to perfection, but due to his lifespan, he only managed to achieve minor success.
It now seems that strengthening the Evergreen True Qi to its full potential should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi said to Liu Xun:
"Keep a low profile on your turf for now, and wait for my news."
Liu Xun paused, then smiled and said:
"What you say is true, Master. This servant has been thinking of you and hoping to be transferred to Baihe City to be closer to you."
Ding Yi shook his head, then said:
"I have my own plans. I'll be here again at the beginning of next month."
After saying that, Ding Yi walked over to the box, opened it, and found three blood-red statues inside.
Ding Yi nodded in satisfaction, then wrapped the statue in felt and carried it on his back before pushing open the door and walking out of the hut.
Outside the door, the blue-maned, red-tailed horse still stood quietly, gazing into the distance, though its back was now covered in snowflakes.
Ding Yi went up, brushed the snow off the horse's back with his sleeve, then mounted the horse, pulled off the reins, and shouted to Liu Xun inside the house:
"Keep a close eye on Baiyun Temple's movements. I have a feeling they won't give up so easily."
"Master, this servant understands."
Liu Xun walked to the door and looked at Ding Yi, then quickly said something.
Upon hearing this, Ding Yi pulled on the reins, and his demon horse shuddered, shaking off the snow. It then leaped up and was several meters away. A few breaths later, it disappeared into the vast snow.
On the eighth day of the first lunar month, at Wanxiang Gate.
Ding Yi sat cross-legged on the bed in the side room, and the muscles on his body began to undulate.
A series of astonishing auras continuously flowed through Ding Yi's skin, like swimming dragons.
The next moment, Ding Yi slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and then the strange appearance on his skin gradually disappeared.
"Of the three blood-red statues, two helped me complete the blood transfusion, one granted me 32 years of lifespan, and the gourd of evil energy also added 5 years to my lifespan, which was an unexpected surprise."
Ding Yi looked at his hands and then thought to himself.
At this moment, he has reached the pinnacle of blood exchange. A few days ago, he even used the Yin-Yang energy at night to formally refine his blood and enter the Yuanqiao realm.
It seems that Ding Yi's blood energy is astonishing, and because all four levels are at the extreme realm, Ding Yi discovered during his daytime training that even without using baleful energy, his speed in refining blood energy is not slow.
This is similar to building a skyscraper. As long as the foundation is good, the steel bars are good, and the cement is good, then even if the construction workers are not very skilled, the quality of the building will be excellent.
In the past few days, Ding Yi practiced his martial arts indoors whenever he had free time during the day, while constantly pondering the mysteries of the Yuanqiao Realm.
Now, Ding Yi has gradually discovered the reason why the Yuanqiao Realm is so powerful.
This is entirely because as long as the blood and qi are refined into essence and enter the acupoints.
These vital energies lie dormant within the acupoints, and over time, they undergo a qualitative change.
In other words, this Yuanqiao Realm allows one to mobilize the essence within the body's acupoints, and the resulting attacks, in terms of both speed and power, far surpass those of the Blood Exchange.
Later on, once the acupoints in the body are perfected, one can enter the Refining Spirit stage. At that time, the terror of a Yuanqiao Realm martial artist will increase by another level.
In short, if Ding Yi were to go to the stone hall of the Blood and Flesh Temple again today, he believed that those three Taoist priests of the Blood and Flesh Temple would not be able to withstand a single punch from him.
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