Heavenly God Mnemonic

Zi Yuan looked at Yang Qingxuan's skin, changing from a normal jade color to flushing, as if his whole body was about to burn, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and said anxiously: "Qingxuan..."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and signaled that he was all right, then sat down cross-legs, pinched out the weird tactical seal, and ran the Qingyang Wujing.

The power radiated from the essence and blood was concentrated in the stomach, accompanied by a burning pain, through the force of the martial arts, to the meridians, and then spread to the limbs and acupuncture points throughout the body.

Zi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the red on his body wandering along the meridians, evenly spreading over his body, and controlling it. After all, the essence and blood did not know how long ago it was, and it was swallowed like this, and no one could guarantee that it was safe.

But she was not too worried. One was that the amount of essence and blood was too small; the other was Yang Qingxuan's cultivation technique, which was the best-in-class body refining technique in the world, and she was still pregnant with two powerful martial arts spirits; With her by his side, life and death can almost cope with all accidents, at most Yang Qingxuan suffers more.

Seeing that the aura on his body stabilized, Zi Yuan also sat cross-legged opposite him, quietly practicing.

After about seven days, all the flushing on Yang Qingxuan's body receded, and the aura on his body was very strong. In every key acupuncture point, there was like an energy vortex, which kept rotating, and evenly transported the power to every part of the body. Office organization.

The Jue Yin in his hand has also changed several times, and every time he changes, he can clearly feel the increase in strength.

Finally, after a few more days, no matter how the martial arts scriptures changed, the feeling of strength enhancement was gone. The drop of essence and blood had been completely refined, reaching the limit of sprinting.

Zi Yuan suddenly felt in her heart. She opened her eyes and her pupils shrank and widened. She saw a blue flame emerging from Yang Qingxuan's body, burning his entire body. The power of that blue fire was extremely strong, and when it became more vigorous, Yang Qingxuan's entire body was destroyed. Swallowed it in.

"Qingxuan!"

Zi Yuan was anxious, screamed, and hurriedly pierced with a sword, trying to split the green fire.

The Lamentation Sword had just been cut into the fire and split the Qinghuo into a crack. Yang Qingxuan's face was calm, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, lightly flicking a finger on the back of the sword, and the Lamentation Sword "buzzed". Yuan almost held the sword unstable and almost let go.

"I'm fine."

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, and a different color flashed in the clear eyes, and the whole body changed in the green fire, his hands slowly turned into feathers and wings, and the green light accompanied the flame, illuminating the entire secret room.

Zi Yuan opened her mouth wide and her face was shocked and dull. In front of her, Yang Qingxuan had completely turned into a big blue bird, flapping her wings.

The blue bird is huge, with a long beak and cyan feathers. It looks very smooth. There are nine colorful feathers on the head. There is a demon-red blood trail at the end of the eye, and a pair of dark blue pupils burned with cyan. With the flapping of its wings, the flames of the fire radiated violent flame heat waves.

"Kang Dang."

The lamentation sword fell to the ground, Ziyuan opened her mouth wide, completely stupid.

Not only her, but the crimson ancient scorpion in the star ring seemed to be suppressed by the aura, and the wild aura on her body became a little irritable, transforming into small vortexes all over her body.

The blue bird did not last long, and the flames in his eyes flickered, and his body shrank and turned back to Yang Qingxuan's real body, and the flames in the sky were all retracted into the body, and the light in the secret room was dim. Come down and return to normal.

"Guru." Zi Yuan swallowed hard, feeling her throat dry for a while, muttering: "Qingxuan, you...what's going on..."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said: "I have cultivated a kind of magical power called the Seventy-Two Transformation, which can refine various essences and blood, and then transform."

Zi Yuan was stunned to hear, and said: "Seventy-two changes...how can there be such supernatural powers in the world..." She seemed to remember something, her eyes suddenly brightened, and sighed: "I understand! Guardian..."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "It is, I refined the desert pill guarded by the sand."

After a brief shock, Zi Yuan suddenly rejoiced, and begged: "It's amazing, so fun, I want to learn too, Qingxuan, teach me, can you teach me?"

Yang Qingxuan was a little big head. Since that day the Shen Jue had been inhaled in his body, it seemed to have been silent in his Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness, and he didn't know how to take it out. Moreover, his ability to master the Tian Shen Jue so quickly had a lot to do with Emperor Nakong's essence and blood.

The essence and blood inherently contain the factor of 72 transformations. Before learning the 72 transformations, it is just like the golden eyes. It will pop up from time to time. It will become a monkey and a fish. The first time he got the Tianshen Jue, he had mastered all the seventy-two changes.

Yang Qingxuan talked about the relationship with Zi Yuan, and Zi Yuan became dejected and didn't want it anymore.

Hua Jieyu asked with some suspicion: "According to legend, the Qingluan divine bird is one of the five phoenixes. It has great magical powers. Can you use it?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled slightly and said: "No hurry, when Qingluan just changed, he seemed to feel something in his heart. I was afraid that I would slowly realize it, and I would not be able to do it in one go."

Hua Jieyu stunned, and smiled bitterly: "If that's the case, then these seventy-two changes are too bad, how can there be such a terrible magical power in the world."

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and he confidently said, "Don't forget, this magical power is handed down by Demon Emperor Kong, it's a great figure across the entire Middle Ages."

Hua Jieyu nodded, convinced of the magical power of the seventy-two changes.

Zi Yuan lowered her head to be silent, as if a little sullen, and suddenly asked: "Qingxuan, are we... are we leaving Xutian City?" Her beautiful eyes were a little depressed, her expression a bit lonely.

Yang Qingxuan took out Luo Fei's jade card, took a look, and said, "As long as the jade card is crushed, it can be sent out."

Zi Yuan also took out the same jade card and gently touched it on Yang Qingxuan's jade card. The two of them were speechless for a while. If they went out, they might not come back again.

Yang Qingxuan suddenly said, "How do you think the news that came out after Liu Hao snatched Tianfan?"

Ziyuan shook his head lightly and said: "I guess it's a fake. Everyone is hiding this secret, for fear that others will know who will spread it in the public? He must be to disperse everyone's hatred of him. The target shifts so that no one will hunt him down."

After a while, she frowned slightly, and said, "It doesn't make sense. What he did in the auction house killed tens of thousands of people. It was a sea of ​​blood and deep enmity. Those people would never have moved the target. Did you really find the big teleportation formation?"