Chapter 27                                                             �

When Lan Ruo saw Ai Ming taking out a knife and was about to cut his fingers, he quickly said, "You are stupid. If it is really that simple, why would I waste so much verbal treatment? Do you think the blood on your body is full of essence and blood?"

Ai Ming was relieved when he heard this. No matter what, he didn't have to cut his fingers anymore. He just had an impulse and regretted it when he took out the knife, but he wanted to continue for the sake of face. Lan Ruo said this and just gave him a step. "Sister Lan, your blood is not all about essence and blood. Is there any difference?"

"Of course, there is, the so-called essence of essence is the blood on the human body. Ordinary people can only get one or two drops of essence and blood if they release the blood in their bodies. Even if they are you, they probably only have five or six drops on their bodies. This essence and blood are very important to people. If a person loses essence and blood, he will be short of energy and weak, and will be injured by tuberculosis, and will be plagued by illness. He will die in a few days. If ordinary blood is lost, it will be replenished in two or three days, but if the essence and blood are lost, it will be difficult to replenish it. If you cut it like this, the blood flowing out is all ordinary blood, which is useless at all."

"Oh, where is my essence and blood? How can I come out?" Ai Ming thought for a while and said, "What you said, if the essence and blood are lost, it will not be replenished. If mine is used to sacrifice my essence and blood to refine the cold jade bottle, it would not be very dangerous? Can you use someone else's?" Ai Ming has already decided that if he can, he is asking Fairy Xue Lan for help, begging her to take her to the Heavenly Prison again.

"How can you use your essence and blood to refine the Hanyu Bottle, just to make your body and bottle unite, how can you use the essence and blood of other people? Besides, you are not an ordinary person. It is difficult for ordinary people to restore essence and blood, but you are a practitioner of Taoism. As for practicing diligently, you can replenish essence and blood soon. As for wanting the essence and blood to come out, I will teach you a set of methods. As long as you practice this method, you can force the essence and blood out."

"Oh, then teach me quickly." Ai Ming couldn't wait to learn how to sacrifice and refine the Han Yu Bottle. These days have been so touched by him. Seeing that the magic weapons of those players were so magical, but he only had a Tiantian Seal to use, and it was damaged. Listening to Lan Ruo's tone, if he could use the Han Yu Bottle to refine the Han Yu Bottle to Yin Fire, it would be a powerful magic weapon. How could he not make him feel moved?

Lan Ruo was waiting for this sentence. When Ai Ming first came into contact with the practice method, he could be said to be full of enthusiasm and was very active in practicing. But later he only had two days of fishing and three days of drying the net, so his skills were so poor now. So Lan Ruo used a brief trick to mobilize Ai Ming's enthusiasm to practice well. As long as Ai Ming loses essence and blood, he will inevitably become weak and weak. If you want to recover, only by practicing diligently, Ai Ming will naturally not dare to be lazy, and his skills will also rise. In order for Ai Ming to improve, Lan Ruo can be said to have tried his best.

"No problem. As long as you practice well, you can force out the essence and blood in just a few days." Lan Ruo smiled cleverly, and then explained the method of how to force out the essence and blood to Ai Ming in detail.

It's very simple, you can hear it. The method is only a few words, and it's not troublesome to practice it. But if you don't understand the tricks, it will be useless to practice it. After listening to it, Ai Ming carefully savored it, then sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing.

Lan Ruo looked at Ai Ming sitting on the bed and felt very pleased. Ai Ming was not stupid, he just didn't like to use his brain, and he was easy to trust others. He didn't know how many losses he suffered or did not know how to repent. This time he cheated Ai Ming. If Ai Ming knew what he was practicing now, he would be scared to death. He didn't think about it. If it were a decent practice method, how could he teach people how to gather essence and blood? This was a big violation of heaven's actions.

The so-called method that Ai Ming practices now that he can force out essence and blood has a very famous name, called the Demon Disintegration Technique. You will know that this thing is very evil when you hear the name. The "Demon Disintegration Technique" is a very strange internal skill of the evil sect. Under the stimulation of self-harm, his potential can be fully exerted, and his skills can be increased several times instantly. However, using this internal skill will damage the vitality the most. The person who uses it will inevitably lose his skills and damage the vitality. The mild ones will be paralyzed in bed and cannot stand up for several years. The severe ones will simply be shit on the spot. If Ai Ming knew that he was practicing this skill now, he would probably not practice it even if he killed him. Of course, what Lan Ruo taught Ai Ming was only the primary practice method of this skill, and he never thought of teaching him a higher-level method.

This method of disintegration of the Heavenly Demon was learned by Lan Ruo when he followed Xuanyun Sanren, the owner of Xuanyun Cave. Xuanyun Sanren was a person who was both good and evil. He was originally an elder of the Sutra Library of the Hangkong Temple in Helan Mountain, but for some reason he betrayed Buddhism and went to Huilong Cave in Miaojiang to become a Taoist priest. This method of disintegration of the Heavenly Demon was learned by him in Huilong Cave. Lan Ruo calculated that he had followed Xuanyun Sanren for the longest time, so he was naturally influenced by him. In the eyes of Xuanyun Sanren, as long as things were useful, it was a good thing, and there was no distinction between good and evil. Therefore, Lan Ruo taught Ai Ming's method and was also influenced by Xuanyun Sanren.

After a while, Ai Ming ended his skills, otherwise it would be a bad practice. All evil practices have one characteristic, which is that they are easy to learn but difficult to be refined, and they are determined to improve. They are very easy to get started when they first practice and progress very quickly, but due to their weak foundation, they are easily obsessed with it in the end.

"Sister Lan, how about it? I'm so awesome. I'll learn it in a while. Now I can force out blood, right?" Ai Ming was proud, not sure that he had fallen into Lan Ruo's trap.

"Young Master is indeed smart, you will learn it so quickly." Lan Ruo praised, but secretly laughed in his heart, "But this practice method cannot be practiced in one go. You should not go out these days. Just practice hard at home. It is estimated that it will be successful in two or three days. At that time, you can sacrifice and refine the cold jade bottle. Also, after the young master force out the essence and blood, your body will naturally suffer a great loss. At that time, you will also have to practice your oil and flush to recover." In fact, Lan Ruo's heart said, you should be honest at home, don't always go out to hook up, and you still want to buy things for your cousin who can't stand it? Dreaming.

OK, Ai Ming nodded. He has always been an obedient and good child in front of beautiful women. And when he sees one and the other, he will forget everything.

After three days, Ai Ming finally practiced the primary method of dismantling the Demons. In fact, he was not very at ease these days, and made his family mess. Of course, although Ai Ming is not a person who loves activities, he kept practicing boringly at home all day long. If he found some fun, he couldn't stand it. So he was either thinking about how to take advantage of Lan Ruo or forcing soldiers to tell him stories. Lan Ruo had to occasionally stay at home.

The intention was to let him succeed so that he could stabilize Ai Ming's heart; and Soldier Ar, there were many stories about him, especially the pornographic jokes, which could not be finished. Ai Ming loved to listen to them the most, and since Soldier Ar has come to the capital, he has no familiar friends and is lonely. Now with Ai Ming, a loyal listener, he has found some fun in it. As for Qingye, he is too busy and goes out early and comes back late. Ai Ming is tactful and does not cause trouble for Qingye in order to make a lot of money in the future.

That's not all. He took out the things he got in the black market in the past few days and had fun. So he walked around the yard with "Origin of Species". Compared with the plant styles depicted in the Jade Tong Shop, the flowers and plants in the yard are now unlucky. It's so unlucky to be like the owner who doesn't love and doesn't water and fertilize them often. Now he has been uprooted and has no dead body. It's just because Ai Ming said that you have to know the problem of understanding it thoroughly.

In addition to this, Ai Ming also put out the room and placed it in the yard and lived in it, claiming that it was more comfortable to live there and would not change the place any longer.

Soldiers and Qingye watched the master making a fuss, and they didn't dare to say anything. What made them most bizarre was that the master often talked to himself, and it seemed that he was talking to a woman, but there were not even female animals at home, which made them think that Ai Ming was being attacked by a ghost. But they didn't dare to talk much. After all, they were servants, so it would be better to take less care of their master's affairs to avoid getting angry.

Now Ai Ming can finally calm down because he is going to prepare for the sacrifice and refining of the Han Yu Bottle. He first set up a very simple small defensive magic array under the guidance of Lan Ruo, so that he will not be disturbed by the outside world when fining the Han Yu Bottle (of course, he cannot set it up as complicated as he does not have the skill); he also took out some small magic weapons that are helpful for fining sacrifice and refining around his body, such as jade pieces that can ward off evil spirits, spices that Ning Xin concentrates his mind, etc. These things are all things he found in the Qiankun Ring. When everything is ready, Lan Ruo protects the Dharma outside, Ai Ming begins the action of fining the Han Yu Bottle.

Sit down cross-legged, concentrate, practiced the magic method of disintegrating the demon, and forced the essence and blood to the tip of the middle finger of the left hand. Finally, it was successful. Lan Ruo stretched out his hand in time, and used her nails to cut the middle finger of Ai Ming's left hand through a layer of oily skin, which was just right, and there was no bleeding. Then Ai Ming continued to practice, and slowly, a drop of extremely bright blood was overflowing from the tip of his finger.

"Okay, quickly apply the essence and blood on the cold jade bottle, and then start sacrificing the cold jade bottle with the method I told you." Lan Ruo said hurriedly. This step is the most critical. As long as this step can be successful, it will be half successful. In the future, the sacrifice will be successful as long as it takes to go deeper.

Huh... It's so hard, it's finally OK. Now Ai Ming is sweating heavily and looks tired. If Lan Ruo talks a little later, he will give up. He carefully applied the precious essence and blood to the surface of the Hanyu bottle with his trembling hands, and then...

Ai Ming could no longer support him and suddenly sat on the bed. Not to mention going to sacrifice to the Han Yu Bottle, he had no strength to move. He could only watch the essence and blood applied on the Han Yu Bottle being absorbed bit by bit and eventually turned into nothing, but he had no choice but to do anything.

"What a pity." Lan Ruo shook his head helplessly and announced that the sacrifice and refining failed.

God is unfair, and treats me like this, Ai Ming wants to cry without tears. He also knows that he has failed. Alas, is he really that useless? "I miss Ai Ming, who has been wise and handsome for a lifetime, is handsome and elegant, elegant and elegant, young and rich, brave and mighty, invincible in the world, can be literary at the age of seven, can be martial at nine, can be a martial artist at the age of nine, can be aware of astronomy and geography at the age of others, can be nicknamed be invincible, brave and brave, brave, invincible, wise and magical, a pear blossom over the crabapple, the little flying dragon Ai Ming is a hero, but today it is so sad and lamentable, and it is gratifying..."

Lan Ruo rolled her eyes at Ai Ming. This guy is so bad. Where did he get so much nonsense? He should have described himself so well, let alone it's not really miserable. He waved his hand and slapped Ai Ming's forehead: "Have you said enough? If you say enough, get up to practice. Don't you want to lie down like this for the rest of your life."

Ai Ming smiled bitterly. He was very difficult to even move for a while now. Is it a little difficult to get up to practice? Isn't it? He said, "I am a patient, can't you be gentle?" But he still struggled to get up with Lan Ruo's support and sat cross-legged. Of course, he would not be very honest in the middle. He rested on Lan Ruo's fragrant soft **** and made some small movements in his hand, so he started to get up. However, Lan Ruo did not resist Ai Ming's small games, and she actually liked Ai Ming's.

You should know that Ai Ming is now suffering from a great loss of qi and blood, and even sits shaking around. How can he calm down and practice qi? Even raising qi will be difficult. If Lan Ruo hadn't been supervising fiercely beside him, he would have lie down and stopped doing it. After a while, Ai Ming could barely operate his internal energy, allowing the qi to flow slowly in his body and loosen the blocked qi meridians.

Before long, Ai Ming ended his exercises. At this time, the energy was only running for three days. Lan Ruo did not force Ai Ming to continue practicing. She knew that this was Ai Ming's limit. Now Ai Ming is weak and weak. If he barely practices, he will have to be obsessed with it. "Is your health better? Otherwise, you can go out and bask in the sun, which will be good for you."

Ai Ming nodded. Now he felt cold all over and shivering. Bathing in the sun was his favorite now. With Lan Ruo's support, Ai Ming got out of bed. Although he was weak in all limbs, he was much better than before. At least he could stand up. Lan Ruo kept helping Ai Ming to the door of the central hall, and let Ai Ming hold the door, and she returned to the golden buttons.

"Lao Jia, Lao Jia..." Ai Ming shouted several times. To be honest, his voice is almost the same as a kitten.

Soldier Ar was lying on the rocking chair in the yard, squinting his eyes basking in the sun. He didn't hear Ai Ming's cry at all, but just accidentally glanced at the middle hall. The master hadn't come out for the whole morning, and he didn't even eat breakfast, and he didn't know what he was doing inside. Hey, who is this? He finally saw Ai Ming, and Ai Ming was so exhausted that he was about to sit on the ground.

It's the master! The soldier was shocked and immediately stood up from the recliner and looked at Ai Ming in disbelief. Now Ai Ming looks as miserable as he looks. His hair is disheveled, his face is pale yellow, his cheeks are deep, his eyes are dull, his back is bent, and his back is hunched, and he looks like a tuberculosis.

"Oh, my master, why did you look like this? What happened?" Soldier Ar exclaimed, and ran to Ai Ming in a few steps, holding Ai Ming.

Ai Ming waved his hand weakly and took a breath and said, "Hurry me to the sun and let me dry it, it's so cold." He was almost gone for the strength to speak.

Soldier Ar agreed and carefully helped Ai Ming to the recliner, and sat down.

"Hu..." It feels so comfortable. Ai Ming sighed comfortably when he was shining with the warm sunlight. Although it was late autumn, the sun at noon was still very powerful. After a while, his body finally warmed up.

Soldier Arrow stared at Ai Ming with wide eyes, thinking in his mind, why did the master look like this? He was fine last night, why didn't he see him this morning, and it was like a different person. Could it be... Soldier Arrow was so excited that he had a cold war? Did he encounter something unclean? I often heard from the old man that there are all kinds of bizarre things in this world, and there are many ghosts and demons. If a person is unfortunately attached to his body, he will be very unlucky. If the better ones are, he will become like this. If it is almost done, it will be a life. No, he must invite a Taoist priest to come to his house to help the master exorcise evil spirits. Otherwise, if the master dies and he has no backer, what will he do in the future?

Soldier Ar was determined to secretly invite a Taoist priest to go home while Ai Ming was away and to exorcise evil spirits for Ai Ming. Why should he take advantage of Ai Ming's absence? Because he heard that as long as he was possessed by unclean things, he would listen to things that were unclean and asked him to go east and west. If the thing had great magical powers and he would blatantly invite the Taoist priest to go home, what if the Taoist priest was incapable of exorcising evil spirits, wouldn't he be in trouble with it?

"Master, what happened? Why did you do this? Do you want the young doctor to come and see it?" Soldier Armor tentatively said carefully.

Ai Ming waved his hand lazily. He was feeling comfortable now and was lazy to speak.

Seeing Ai Ming's ignorance, Soldier Arm believed in his estimate more and more. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. No, I must save the master from the fire and fire, and even go through fire and water. Soldier Arm clenched his fists and guarded him next to Ai Ming, with a firm expression, like a hen protecting his cub. Of course, he was also secretly guessing in his heart what kind of unclean things Ai Ming encountered. It would be great if he died under the peony flowers, and it would be a wind liu as long as he died. I really hoped that he would have such luck and just encounter a vixen. As long as he didn't die, everything would be easy to discuss.

Ai had been raised for a few days, and drank a few more tonics prescribed by the doctor who was invited to the night. Finally, he became energetic. Once he was energetic, he could no longer sit still. He was still thinking about going to the black market to get his magic weapon back. He hadn't been to get it for more than ten days. He was really afraid that the master of refining the weapon to escape for the treasure treasure. Moreover, the list of things that promised to buy for his dearest sister Mo Chouyue was still in his arms. If he didn't buy it, he would be afraid that Sister Mo would suspect that he had taken the money and ran away.
Chapter completed!