In the evening, Ding Yi had already returned to Qingfeng County. It took Ding Yi only one day to run two hundred miles and kill people and return. In the final analysis, this was all the substantial enhancement that Ding Yi had gained from the perfection of his skills. At this moment, Ding Yi sat at the table and took out the "Thunder Sound Palm" that he had searched from the Smiling Taoist, and looked through it carefully. It can be seen that this palm method is very similar to the palm method used by the Smiling Taoist. Ding Yi suspected that this Taoist practiced this Thunder Sound Palm before worshipping the gods. Remembering the fierce and fierce attack of the Taoist today, Ding Yi immediately became very interested in this palm method. According to Ding Yi's estimation, after his boxing skills were perfected, his speed of nurturing Gangjin increased by two times, which gave him a new idea: If I practice another boxing skill and improve it to perfection, will it increase the speed of refining the internal organs again? During this period, Ding Yi also learned a lot of knowledge that ordinary people could not get access to from the case library of the Inspection Department. For example, those martial arts geniuses and god worship geniuses in the county city all practiced multiple martial arts and verified each other. Not only did their strength exceed that of ordinary people, but their training speed was also very fast.
Ding Yi now thought that this might be related to their mastery of multiple boxing intentions? Admittedly, for ordinary martial artists, if they practiced a martial art to the top, they could slowly grind it to a change of blood. But don't they want to practice and verify it? It is true that their aptitude and understanding are limited, and time is limited, so most of the internal organ refining warriors are in their early thirties, and the blood transfusion masters are five or six years old. Although internal organ refining and blood transfusion can rejuvenate the potential in the human body and prolong life, these people have exhausted their potential and their lives will stop here. Ding Yi estimated his current life span, which is about 75 years, but he can continue to strengthen this martial arts. Thinking of this, Ding Yi turned to the last page of the book and directly wrote the entry "matching strength improvement" on it. A moment later, a line of prompts appeared in the field of vision. [Currently can be strengthened. The life span required for strengthening is 11 years and 3 days. Do you want to strengthen? 】 "11 years? It's much longer than the Bai's boxing manual enhancement." Although his life span has increased, Ding Yi has an inexplicable expectation. After all, the higher the cost of the enhancement, the better the basic things are. He has already figured out the rules. Thinking of this, Ding Yi directly chose yes. [Thunder Sound Illusion Palm] [Derived from the Thunder Sound Palm of the Three Immortals, the palm is like lightning and the momentum is like thunder. It is ranked as the best in the first generation] "Best in the first generation?" Ding Yi raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw such a high evaluation. He immediately turned to the first page, but found that the visualization picture of this palm method was actually a picture of a lightning piercing the clouds. Meaning. Ding Yi stood up, flipping through the book, and began to practice it in the room. ...
The next day, Ding Yi returned to the house as usual after his shift and continued to practice the Thunder Sound Illusion Palm. It was not until it was completely dark that Ding Yi quietly left the house and came to the back wall of the next yard. Starting from the second row, Ding Yi counted the number of bricks, then grabbed the fourth brick and gently pulled it out. In the gap between the bricks, there was a folded letter. Ding Yi stretched out two fingers to pick it out, and then put it back into the brick. When he returned to the house, Ding Yi came to the table and lit the oil lamp, and slowly opened the letter he had just taken and read it. The place where the letter was stored was agreed upon by him and Liu Xun. After all, with Liu Xun's identity, he naturally couldn't come to him often, and he couldn't go to Liu's house often. So Ding Yi came up with this idea. Open a contact point near him. Of course, this place cannot be too far away, and his own home cannot be too far away, so he naturally chose the back wall of his neighbor. With the help of the light, Ding Yi roughly scanned the information on it, and his brows furrowed immediately. This letter was Ding Yi's letter to Liu Xun to investigate people or events that may be related to the "chaotic god". After Liu Xun's investigation, he gave only one result, that is, the Chaotic God Cult. The Chaotic God Cult was a spontaneous organization established by the people after the disaster. The Chaotic God Cult has a wide range of members, from warriors to ordinary people, even court officials, and street beggars. But their purpose is very simple, that is, to destroy all activities and plans related to the worship of gods, so in the eyes of the worship of gods, these people are a group of damn crazy people. Tianshi Palace and Chaos God Sect are definitely the most hated and troublesome existences for them, so the people of Chaos God Sect have always been on the must-kill list of all worship of gods. Ding Yi finished reading the letter, and then put it on the oil lamp with an expressionless face and lit it. "Chaos God? What does it mean." Ding Yi recalled the faces of Xue Bao, Bai Wangyun, and Nangong Tian in his mind, and muttered to himself. On the third day of January, there was snow. The weather was getting colder and colder. The rich people in the inner city changed into jackets early, while the residents in the outer city were still wearing clothes made of hemp. There were fewer people on the streets that were once bustling. It was obvious that everyone would rather stay indoors than go out and get cold. Inside the house, Ding Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands flat on his knees, breathing steadily, as if he had entered an inexplicable state. At this moment, the muscles on his body suddenly began to contract inwards, as if they were collapsing. The originally crystal clear body gradually withered, and even Ding Yi's young face began to shrink and become like an old man. Drops of black and red blood continued to seep out of Ding Yi's pores, and then instantly evaporated into mist and dissipated in the air. In a short while, a ball of red mist lingered around Ding Yi, which looked extremely strange. This situation lasted for about an incense stick of time. At this moment, Ding Yi's body had shriveled up like skin and bones, and the blood-colored mist around him was as thick as substance, as if blood was dripping out of thin air.
At this time, Ding Yi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then quickly picked up a blood-red pill placed next to him and threw it into the pot. As the pill entered his body, Ding Yi's shriveled body gradually filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was Ding Yi who used the power of the pill to quickly absorb blood and fill his almost empty blood vessels. The power of the extreme bone forging finally appeared at this moment. Ding Yi felt that his bone marrow was greedily devouring the medicinal power. The almost overbearing devouring caused the "hematopoietic pill" that took 16 days to strengthen to consume all the medicinal power after a few breaths. Ding Yi hurriedly took out another hematopoietic pill and swallowed it, which barely made up for the almost broken medicinal power and gradually stabilized the situation in his body. After a cup of tea, the skinny Ding Yi finally returned to his original state, but at this moment his face was slightly red, and his skin was glowing with crystal white light, just like that perfect statue of God. At this moment, Ding Yi's mouth corners slightly raised, this blood transfusion, he finally succeeded! [Your realm has been broken through, and your life span has been increased by 30 years! ]