One day, in the cave, Lu Xiaotian sat on a futon. The mana in his body and the blood Gang contained in his body surged through the meridians, muscles and bones.

Gurgle, even without using divine consciousness to feel carefully, Lu Xiaotian could also notice that the power and mana of blood gang were much more active than before.

Dida! Finally, under the extreme concentration of mana, it polymerized into a crystal drop shaped bead and fell into the Dantian. However, the gathering of the surging blood Gang force in the body was unsuccessful. It scattered and hid in the flesh again.

In the Dantian, Yuanying, like Lu Xiaotian, stretched out his palm and held the bloody water drop shaped beads in his palm, showing a somewhat excited expression on his face. With a flick of his finger, a dense blood color was born around the water drop shaped bead. The bead circled the body, and Yuanying opened his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

After a long time, Lu Xiaotian held up his chin and his face looked thoughtful.

"It seems that the" ten Zhuan Rongyuan skill "is of no use to physical cultivation." a moment later, Lu Xiaotian came to the conclusion that the bloody water drop shaped bead is the Rongyuan blood bead condensed from the "ten Zhuan Rongyuan skill" during his continuous battle with Xiang Kuang. The Rongyuan blood bead can hold mana. At present, one Rongyuan blood bead is enough to accommodate his one layer of mana. If ten Rongyuan blood beads are condensed, the mana accommodation will double.

At the beginning of cultivating this skill, Lu Xiaotian wanted to condense the mana and the blood Gang power of the flesh at the same time, but he succeeded in half and failed in half. Perhaps the person who created this skill did not expect that there would be people who would practice this skill at the same time.

"Anyway, the ten turn Rongyuan skill has achieved initial results, which is good, but it's not very fast to enter the country." Lu Xiaotian smiled calmly, took a breath, got up and walked slowly. When the figure shook, he had come outside the cave.

"Xiang Kuang is not here?" Lu Xiaotian, as usual, came to Xiang Kuang's cultivation place and wanted to fight with Xiang Kuang again. After all, cultivating these ten zhuanrong yuan skills needs to constantly fight with people. It can not be honed by isolation. Just to Lu Xiaotian's surprise, Xiang Kuang, who almost never went out in the past year and a half, didn't see anyone.

"There's a note passing." Lu Xiaotian scanned around and saw a magic talisman flying in. He stretched out his finger to the void, and the magic talisman turned to open. "Brother Dongfang, I'm going out. I see you practicing. It's inconvenient to disturb. There's a prison order in the wine jar you gave to brother Wei. You can get in and out of the black prison by yourself. Come back and fight after you take care of the trivial affairs for brother!"

The sound suddenly stopped and the talisman turned into nothingness.

"Prison order?" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to a distance. It was a wine jar and took the wine jar. There was a brown token in it. It seems that Xiang Kuang has been out for a few days. He just looks at himself practicing. He doesn't bother. He just doesn't know when Xiang Kuang will come back. In the past two years, Lu Xiaotian didn't stay in the black prison all the time. During this period, he went out several times. Luo Qian and Qiao LAN have completely recovered from their injuries under the sufficient supply of pills. With two Dharma protectors, Lu Xiaotian refined the blue rock. After all, in this country, Lu Xiaotian most trusted Luo Qian and Qiao LAN. As for Yu Ya, he also trusted, but his strength was weak after all. Lu Xiaotian was still a little worried.

"There's nothing left or right, and go to the iron forest to have a look." after Lu Xiaotian put away the prison order, he thought a little, moved his body, and catapulted away in the distance. After a few breaths, he came outside a mound and disappeared into the secluded passage.

"Here you are." the cold forest trapped in the prison at this time is the eleventh level ghost cultivation and corpse path skill that Lu Xiaotian first saw when he first entered the black prison to look for the Eight Legged demon cow beast. The body is full of ghost Qi, which is evil and highly poisonous. Friars are not allowed to touch their bodies.

"It seems that you have recovered well." Lu Xiaotian looked at the ghost repair of Han Lin and found that his body was much more full than before. In the eyes, the originally weak and godless eyes were extremely Yin and fierce at this time.

"I think it's hard not to recover the ghost King's thing you gave me. Now you can talk about what the purpose is." Han Lin snorted. He didn't like the feeling of knowing nothing.

"I want a Yuanying level corpse refining. The strength should be at least level 11. I can't see the level too low." Lu Xiaotian said bluntly.

"Yuanying level refining corpse?" when Han Linton's pupils narrowed, he looked at Lu Xiaotian's eyes and looked dignified. "Do you know what you need to refine the 11th level refining corpse?"

"Of course I know, otherwise why do you think I brought something to let you recover from your injury?" Lu Xiaotian smiled calmly. Xiang Kuang, the master, has always ignored the things in the black prison. Lu Xiaotian will walk around in his spare time, and Xiang Kuang doesn't see it. For Xiang Kuang, the only thing in his eyes is to cultivate and compete with others, and the other is good wine. If he had not benefited from the royal family since childhood, he should give back one or two. According to Xiang Kuang's temperament, he had already wandered away. Where would he live in this black prison.

Lu Xiaotian had an idea since he found one of the eleven levels of ghost xiuhan forest. In his early years, when he first entered the secret place of lingxu, he took two ghost practitioners, Xiao Sanniang and Ge Changting, and had such a mind. Only because the cultivation of these two old friends was too low, he could not meet the requirements of refining Yuanying level corpses. Lu Xiaotian provided them with materials to cultivate and enhance their strength. However, a series of subsequent incidents separated him from the team. Once again, he rolled to the Chiyuan continent.

Originally, Lu Xiaotian had already stopped thinking, but he didn't expect to meet the 11th level ghost xiuhan forest in the black prison. The idea of refining Yuanying level corpse came out again.

"What's good for me?" cold Lin snorted. Although Lu Xiaotian took some ghost things to recover his injury, it doesn't matter if he is trapped in this black prison. He can't get out of here. If there is no accident, I'm afraid he will fall here.

"If the corpse you refined for me is powerful enough, if the situation permits, I will find a way to get you out." Lu Xiaotian said bluntly.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? I'll believe you in vain." Han Lin said so, but his eyes flashed suddenly. He looked at Lu Xiaotian and looked forward to landing Xiaotian to say his support. "Of course, if you're willing to make a blood oath, I'll help you refine a level 11 corpse."

"Make a blood oath. You may not think too highly of yourself. I'm not the leader of the black prison. I came here just to get a friend out, but I met you by accident. I've spent a lot to get my friend out. I haven't been sure yet. As for you, I can only look at your luck. If your luck is good and the opportunity comes, I don't mind giving a hand. If it doesn't work, I can't help it either. In a word, you still have a glimmer of hope if you refine Yuanying's corpse for me. If you don't succeed, you'll die here. "

Lu Xiaotian is truthful. The strong at this level can't be stabilized with a few words. It's better to be straightforward than wasting your efforts.