Chapter 142 The heart is beating
After a moment of calm contemplation, the swelling and pain in his meridians came again, and he still could not release the majestic blood power.
It’s not that he is greedy and doesn’t know how to choose, but he feels that he should have a way to refine the power of blood.
Bailian took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. His dark eyes quickly faded and were replaced by a strange scarlet.
His own dark blood power surged out through the corpse bead, and a clear outline of blood line appeared on his abdomen, lighting up the heart like a blood spider. A black node.
The human body contains the five elements, and there are thirty-six cultivation nodes in the human body. For ordinary mortals, only by igniting the first node in the heart can they store spiritual power in the body and embark on the path of cultivation.
The remaining thirty-five cultivation nodes depend on human cultivation qualifications and talents. The more nodes that can be ignited, the better the cultivation talents are.
The thirty-six nodes of the human body exist in the body from birth, and the nodes are all in an open state, which can maximize the potential of the human body and the role of soul renewal.
Ordinary unignited nodes cannot store spirit.
Through internal inspection, Bai Lian discovered that the thirty-six cultivation nodes in his body were all closed and blocked. The human body's meridians composed of the thirty-six nodes were like a small world of mountains and rivers.
However, his small world of mountains and rivers is an eternal night without any dawn or glimmer of light.
The dark power of dark blood roams freely in the world, like the lord of the night, dominating this endless night. The spiritual power of heaven and earth penetrates into the skin all over the body, and is quickly swallowed up, unable to be induced. Burn a ray of light.
Even the node that maintains the spiritual power of spiritual practice in the heart of the underworld is dyed dark and sealed, like an ancient rusty nail, almost melted and grown in his body. On the beating heart.
Now, he wants to pull out that nail!
His body is dead, but his soul is a soul that has not yet returned to rest.
At the moment of his death, the nodes in his body were unable to store spiritual power and could not even maintain the vitality of his body like a normal person.
It was supposed to be the body of the deceased, but it was an attempt to ignite the node of spiritual power.
This is something that all undead, corpse ghosts, corpse demons, and evil spirits cannot even imagine.
Perhaps lighting that node and pulling out that rusty nail will cause him great pain.
Even, he didn’t know what kind of existence he would become in the end.
Because at this moment, what he is doing is inhumane.
Immortals and demons have been in a dilemma since ancient times. Light and darkness will always be opposing lineups.
Just like the power of darkness and the power of fairies, if the two collide, there is only one way to go: the fairies will purify the darkness, or the darkness will swallow the fairies.
So it can be said that Balian's thoughts and actions at this moment are very stupid and very scary.
Because since the beginning of Pangu, no one among the gods and demons has dared to try such a destructive way of practice.
The green energy turned into a python, biting the corpse bead and the blood that overflowed. To Balian's surprise, the green python sword energy was completely different from the characteristics of the power of darkness. The aura it exuded was clear and clear, and it was eternal. It's long, clear and upright.
The blood energy is like a tide, constantly impacting the node in the heart.
There was a faint colic in the heart, as if it had been pierced, and a look of pain appeared on Balian's eyebrows. This was the strong conflict between the power of the dark demon and the sword energy and blood energy.
However, apart from the severe pain, he did not feel the threat of death.
It works!
Balian no longer deliberately controlled the temptation and allowed the corpse beads to spin crazily, while the pure blood hidden in them also surged out.
Soon, an abnormal blush appeared on Balian's pale skin, and his cheeks and neck were covered with bloodshot threads like spider webs.
The next moment, there was a soft popping sound, and a very small hole opened in his heart.
However, a large amount of blood spurted out, splashing on the back of his hand.
It's cold. That's necrosis in the body, and excess septic blood is expelled from the body.
It has been accumulated in the body for hundreds of years and is finally discharged.
This is similar to the way human practitioners cleanse their scriptures and cut their marrow.
Two hours passed.
The corpse bead's rapid rotation gradually slowed down, and finally became transparent and clear, stopping motionless.
And in Balian's heart, finally, a light as small and weak as stardust ignited.
That glimmer of light is hidden in the heart that cannot beat...
Dong Dong!
A beating sound similar to rhythmic drums came from under his chest, similar to the sound of a human heartbeat.
However, he is a corpse demon, and his heart cannot beat. It is beating at the frequency of the resonance of the two forces of the dark demon and the fairy spirit in his body.
Just for a moment.
A heavy blow!
It brought him a severe pain that was like tearing out his bones and piercing his heart!
His vision went dark, and his body seemed unable to bear the intense pain. He fell to the ground. He couldn't breathe, but he could only gasp for meaninglessly.
If he directly hid the fairy blood in the corpse bead and slowly refined it day and night, he would never have to endure such inhuman torture and pain, and it would even be possible at any time. Be purified and buried.
But he just... used all the power of the immortal blood to attack the cultivation nodes that only belong to humans.
For thousands of corpse demons, this stupid behavior of seeking death actually made him do it.
He was lying on the cold ground, his scarlet eyes gradually turning into pitch black. His body was still trembling and convulsing slightly due to pain, but his eyes were unusually calm.
The deep black eyes reflected the light on the ground. He slowly raised his hand and pressed it on his heart.
The sharp pain just now clearly made him feel a distant but familiar feeling.
This feeling moved him slightly.
It should have created a precedent miracle, but his mood seemed to be incapable of much drastic change.
As it took longer for him to wake up, after the corpse beads of Shebi Corpse were embedded in his body, although his mind did not fall into the devil's way.
But his physical characteristics and even his emotions became more and more like a cold dead person.
It seems to be gradually moving away from the emotions and desires that humans should have.
His emotions of sadness, anger, joy, etc. seemed to exist only on the surface of consciousness.
In the depths of his heart, it was like an icy lake that had been covered in frost and snow for thousands of years, unable to make any waves.
Even for the Jiujiu girl, even though something intimate had happened that shouldn't have happened, he knew that he was more emotionally responsible for the Jiujiu girl.
Protect her responsibility.
To this day, he can no longer even feel the reluctance and tenderness he felt when he said goodbye to the Jiujiu girl in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
Balian was vaguely afraid, afraid of living like a cold corpse, a lost person who only knew how to walk but didn't know where to go.
(End of this chapter)