Chapter 138: Post-coagulation period

  Su Ming opened his eyes, and for the first time, a deep and profound meaning like the first stars in the sky appeared in his gaze. Although he was sitting cross-legged in this cave, he gave He Feng a feeling as if Su Ming had merged with the surroundings, clearly visible but seemingly non-existent in perception.

  Especially Su Ming's eyes, which made He Feng's heart tremble. This kind of gaze, he hadn't even seen it on Xuan Lun's face, only Han Fei Zi, this proud and arrogant person, possessed a gaze that could make people feel like they were drowning in its depths just by looking at him.

  "Master?" The wind was tense, and at this moment, when he saw Su Ming, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if the current Su Ming was emitting a fierce aura that made him uncontrollably fearful.

  Su Ming turned his head, looking at He Feng. The moment their eyes met, He Feng's body suddenly trembled, and he involuntarily floated back several feet, as if his body was about to collapse. It was as if a sharp arrow had pierced through him, directly pointing to the deepest part of his heart. All his thoughts were revealed under Su Ming's gaze, unable to hide even half a bit.

  "Master... Master..."

  Su Ming smiled slightly, the oppressive air around him dissipated instantly, his eyes calmed down and returned to normal. He stretched his body, stood up, and let out a long breath.

  "Let's go." Su Ming reached out with his right hand, and the gentle breeze was immediately sucked in, along with the cheering Moon Winged Souls, back into Su Ming's body.

  But this time, there was no need to guard against He Feng at all. He Feng himself was very honest and didn't dare move a single bit. In Su Ming's presence, he once again felt the existence and pressure of that small sword. Under that fear, he also developed a deep respect for Su Ming.

  This reverence comes from Su Ming's mysteriousness, and even now, He Feng still can't figure out why the treasured object of his own family would look at Su Ming as if it had seen its long-lost master.

  Even the wind couldn't gauge Su Ming's cultivation, he didn't know how many bloodlines Su Ming had, but he vaguely suspected that with the Qing Guang sword, even if he encountered a Xuan Lun, he wouldn't lose in one battle.

  Su Ming walked out of the cave, and at this moment, the outside sky was already noon, with warm sunshine pouring down on him, Su Ming stood there, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, his eyes slowly shining with a sharp light.

  "Opportunity, hidden in danger... This time I can get this sword, also paid the danger. But all of this, was worth it!" Su Ming's right hand lifted and touched his brow, on his brow, the sword's mark was still flashing, but with Su Ming's touch, its flashing frequency became slower and slower, after a moment, disappeared without a trace.

  "This sword gives me a sense of intimacy, and it doesn't reject me either... Moreover, the red grassland where others use absorption to maintain their vitality with difficulty, but when I use it, I don't have this feeling, instead, I feel very safe inside..."

  "These two items are the relics of our ancestors from the Han Shan Department... Could it be that I have some connection with him..." Su Ming closed his eyes, facing the wind, standing still at the entrance of the cave.

  "This sword in my body... has opened up a path of flesh and blood, this path... can actually allow me to absorb the power of the Seal Technique from the heavens and earth! Su Ming's eyes suddenly snapped open, this was his greatest gain besides that small sword. Standing here, he could feel the subtle aura of the heavens and earth drifting over, seeping into his pores through his hair, it was only a faint trickle now, but if he persisted, one day it would surely become a raging torrent."

  "This is a cultivation that is completely different from the refinement of Qi and Blood... My previous cultivation was to condense the blood vessels, transform into the power of the blood vessels, making the body strong and possessing boundless physical strength, this is called Condensing Blood."

  And this cultivation, obviously cultivates not the blood vessels, but a kind of aura that exists mysteriously between heaven and earth. Since it's like this, I can call this cultivation "Condensing Aura!"

  "Blood condensation can make me omnipotent, with blood to display many brutal techniques. As for this condensed energy, there are now only two uses, but they are extremely powerful!" Su Ming didn't even use a hand seal or take out the stone coin, he just moved his mind and immediately all the wind and grass within a 200-meter radius appeared in his mind.

  At the same time, Su Mingyue's scattered sword mark flashed again, and with a burst of green light, the small sword suddenly flew out of Su Mingyue's heart, whizzing like lightning to a distant place, its speed was so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye.

  A layer of blue light surrounds Su Ming, within a range of two hundred zhang, constantly moving and circulating, but it can only exist within this range of two hundred zhang. Once it leaves this distance, the blue light dims and seems to become unstable in flight.

  But in Su Ming's view, 200 zhang was enough.

  However, using this small sword is not so simple. In just a few breaths of time, Su Ming felt a headache and dizziness in front of his eyes. The air that had just condensed in the newly opened meridians inside his body suddenly dissipated, causing the 200-zhang radius displayed in his mind to shrink continuously, apparently due to excessive consumption.

  "Five breaths is just right, if I exceed this time, it will be very difficult for me to bear." Su Ming quickly put away the small sword in his brow, and at this moment, his head was aching badly. However, the absorption of the surrounding heaven and earth's aura couldn't be accelerated, and could only let them slowly enter his body and exist within his meridians.

  "This kind of qigong practice shouldn't be so slow, perhaps I haven't grasped the right method, so it's only like this for now."

  However... the ancestors of the Han Shan Department, he may have a method to speed up absorption." Su Ming's right hand touched the storage bag in his bosom and immediately produced a white stone coin. Holding it, he clearly felt that there was the same aura inside the coin, which was being rapidly absorbed by his body. As he absorbed it, his headache gradually disappeared and returned to normal.

  The white stone coin, however, had dulled a bit.

  "No wonder Han Feizi and Xuan Lun are fighting over it, this cultivation method that is different from Blood Condensation, if coordinated well, its power is unmatched... It seems that I really need to go to the ancestral land of Huo Shan's patriarch...” Su Ming took a step forward, leaving the cave and heading deeper into the mountains, galloping away.

  "Shanling San has lost its effect, and the barbaric blood has all been consumed. Now my qi and blood are abundant, and my bloodline has increased significantly, it's the perfect time for Blood Fire to ignite! Once I succeed, my cultivation will increase again, and from then on, I will no longer be a weakling. With the help of Ningqi Xiaojian and Yuèyīng Zhī Hún, with all my might... can't I defeat him?" Su Ming's expression was filled with expectation and determination.

  After nearly half a month of continuous galloping, Su Ming was already very far away from the city of Handan. The surroundings were desolate, with a vast blue sky and rolling mountains stretching out as far as the eye could see. Only the cries of birds and beasts could be heard, without any sign of human movement.

  This vast and desolate land was the secluded place Su Ming had prepared for himself, where he would undergo his fifth Blood Fire Replenishment, increasing the amount of blood veins within his body once again.

  When the blood and fire are stacked and burned, it will trigger changes in the heavens and the earth, causing abnormalities to appear. However, on this vast and sparsely populated land, the possibility of such changes being detected by others will be greatly reduced.

  On a mountain peak, Su Ming sat cross-legged for seven days, motionless and immersed in the circulation of his internal energy, waiting for the full moon's arrival.

  Three days passed again, and when night fell, the sky was pitch black, but on that canvas, a bright moon hung high. This moon was not a crescent, but a full moon!

  At this full moon moment, Su Ming, who had been sitting still for ten days, opened his eyes. The gentle breeze inside his body was already shrouded by Su Ming's aura, making it impossible to see the outside world. Su Ming's secret was not willing to be known by others.

  His eyes had a moonlit glow, and as he looked up at the round moon in the sky, Su Ming let out a deep breath. The air and blood inside his body churned violently, and there was also a humming noise that echoed around him.

  This is Su Ming, after absorbing all the blood of the concubines, for the first time he burst out all the Qi and blood in his body.

  Four hundred strands of bloodlines instantly spread throughout Su Ming's body, red lights flashing, dyeing the entire mountain top red. Su Ming's expression was solemn, and the moon shadow in his eyes became even clearer as the bloodlines inside his body reappeared once more.

  From four hundred, it directly reached four hundred and sixty, the blood lines were dense and covered Su Ming's entire body, making the bloody glow around him even thicker.

  But this was not the peak of Su Ming's current state, he took a deep breath, and in an instant, there were blood threads in his eyes. These blood threads did not appear due to anger or excitement, but because Su Ming's entire body had reached its peak, and as it circulated, his eyes also became congested with blood, causing this phenomenon.

  Right after that, the bloodlines on Su Ming's body appeared once again in greater numbers, 470, 480, 490... until they reached 510, a powerful feeling suddenly emerged from Su Ming's body.

  This is the strongest manifestation of his cultivation after absorbing all the barbaric blood! The barbaric blood itself cannot have such a huge effect, and Su Ming's ability to increase so many bloodlines has a lot to do with his consumption of Shanshen San over the years. Although Shanshen San has lost its effectiveness, the residual fragments that have accumulated in his body also contain some effects. Under the stimulation of the barbaric blood, it is as if his entire body has been purified, and his potential has been greatly unleashed, which is why he is so astonishing.

  After the eighth layer of Blood Realm, the number of blood lines that reach the ninth layer, tenth layer, and eleventh layer is no longer fixed. As long as they break through 500 blood lines, they are called the later stage of Blood Condensation.

  Although the name is the same, in fact everyone is different. Five hundred blood lines are post-coagulation, seven hundred and eighty-one blood lines are also post-coagulation, nine hundred blood lines are still post-coagulation, even nine hundred and forty-nine blood lines are also called post-coagulation.

  Only after 950 bloodlines can one be considered to have achieved the perfect Bloodline Realm. However, such people are rarely seen. If one can reach over 980 bloodlines, it is said that they have achieved the legendary Great Perfection of the Bloodline Realm. Such a person would be extremely rare, even in a large tribe.

  Su Ming's body was fully displaying his inner Qi and blood, he gazed at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes contained fire, his whole person seemed to be burning up, from a distance, it looked like a man made of fire.

  His expression remained calm, his right hand slowly rose, and after biting the tip of his finger, fresh blood flowed out. Suddenly, a drop landed on the pupil of his left eye, and the collision between the blood and fire ignited Su Ming's ambition to become stronger.

  At this moment, blood and fire are burning together!