Chapter 22 Final Preparations

  Xu Yuan always likes to be methodical and plan ahead when doing something.

  Therefore, knowing that the death rate of cultivating the Blood Yuanxin Art is so high, Xu Yuan naturally pays more attention to the preparation before cultivation.

  As Ran Qingmo deepened his practice, Xu Yuan gradually subdivided the preparations for practicing the Blood Origin Heart Falling Art into five steps in his mind.

  The first step is to learn the basic knowledge of this world, and let Ran Qingmo teach him a superficial exercise to practice and familiarize himself with the operation of the exercise.

  The second step is to try to mobilize Yuan Qi in a waking state to run along the route of the Xueyuanxindejue.

  The third step, with the help of Ran Qingmo, adapt to the dying state and stay awake.

  The fourth step, with the help of Ran Qingmo, began to run the route of the Xueyuanxinjue in the dying state.

  The fifth step is to officially start practicing.

  After a month, Xu Yuan has completed the preparations for the first two steps.

  If he was given a month, Xu Yuan would be confident that he could complete the plan he had set in his heart perfectly, but the countdown to death with only five days left was not enough for him to carry out the remaining three steps in an orderly manner according to the plan.

  With no way out, Xu Yuan will not hesitate in making a choice.

   Now there is no time for him to adapt a little bit.

  He must take risks.

  The cramped cave was quiet for a moment.

  Ran Qingmo looked at Xu Yuan’s plain and serious eyes, and nodded slowly:

   “Yes.”

   After a pause, her voice hesitated slightly:

   “Why?”

  Xu Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the dark cave roof. He was silent for a long time, and said:

   “To save my life and yours.”

  Ran Qingmo’s eyes flashed a little puzzled:

   “Yes, my injury has healed.”

  Because the injury is healed, I can take you out.

  This is her confidence.

  Xu Yuan turned his eyes sideways and said softly:

   “I know your injury is healed, but have you seen Xu Changge?”

  Ran Qingmo’s beautiful eyes flickered for a moment, then she shook her head:

   “He has always been in the capital, I have never seen it, you mean he is here too?”

  Master said that the eldest son of the Xiangguo Mansion is a more talented person than her.

  Like her, Xu Changge broke through to the realm of a great master at the age of sixteen.

  But it’s a pity that he didn’t improve after that, and now Xu Changge has been stuck in the realm of the great master for more than fourteen years.

  Fourteen years of accumulation, Xu Changge should be very strong, but she can still barely deal with it, and even escape at the worst.

  Xu Yuan’s meridian can barely bear her qi now, and using qi to enter his meridian can temporarily protect him from being hurt by the “air pressure” brought about by his rapid speed.

  So, she was able to take Xu Yuan and escape from the siege of a group of opponents.

  Besides, because of the Jiureturning Pill and the month of cultivation here, her current cultivation has improved a lot compared to a month ago.

   “Well, he did come.”

  Xu Yuan looked at her helplessly, and said softly:

   “But you know what?”

   “Know what?” Ran Qingmo.

   “As early as ten years ago, Xu Changge had reached the origin of Qi.”

  The voice fell, and the cave was instantly dead silent.

  “.”

  Ran Qingmo’s quiet eyes lowered slightly.

  Xu Yuan looked at her expression, smiled slightly, and said with a sigh:

  ”Actually, Mr. Ran, if you want to threaten that person with Xu Changtian’s life, it is feasible to a certain extent.”

  ”He really values ​​his family, otherwise he wouldn’t let Xu Changge come over.”

   paused,

  Xu Yuan stared at Ran Qingmo’s eyes:

   “Mr. Ran, are you sure you can escape now? You can escape if you use my body as a hostage threat.”

   “.” Ran Qingmo did not reply.

  Xu Yuan slowly closed his eyes and fell into silence.

  A breath of despair pervades the small cave.

  In “Cang Yuan”, the BOSS that requires players to hang up to defeat is Xiangguo’s eldest son, Xu Changge!

  Under the monstrous anger of that Xiangguo, the eldest son chased and killed Ran Qingmo all the way, and finally stopped her near the ruins of a mysterious village called “Buried Village” on the border of Dayan .

  The battle is going fast.

  The first punch, the three-foot black sword in her hand came out directly.

  With the second punch, Ran Qingmo flew upside down, lying on the ground as thin as a gossamer.

  Two strokes, the battle is over.

  There was no chance of fighting back at all, and Ran Qingmo didn’t even have a chance to strike a sword, so he was directly seriously injured by the elder son.

  The gap in strength is suffocating.

  I don’t know how long this deathly silence lasted in the cave.

  Xu Yuan slowly opened his eyes:

   “Mr. Ran, let’s start.”

  His voice is soft, but firm.

  Because only by practicing that skill, he can survive.

  “.”

  Ran Qingmo’s eyes flickered, her red lips moved, and she hesitated to speak, but in the end she nodded slightly and said softly;

   “Thank you.”

  Xu Yuan shook his head:

   “As I said before, don’t say thank you, this word is useless.”

  Ran Qingmo stared at him very seriously, and was silent for two seconds:

   “Then I owe you another favor.”

  Xu Yuan smiled when he heard the words, and said in a low voice:

  ”Mr. Ran, once you owe too much on favors, you can only get yourself into it in the end. You helped me in this matter, and I chose to take risks for my own life, so No favors from you.”

  Ran Qingmo’s eyes flickered for a moment, and he insisted:

   “No, owe.”

  Silent, staring at each other.

  Xu Yuan exhaled:

   “As you like,

   “Time is running out, can we start now?”

  Ran Qingmo nodded, and slowly raised a slender hand to grab Xu Yuan’s wrist.

  The cold touch of her hand immediately spread along the skin.

  Xu Yuan glanced at it and asked calmly:

   “What method are you going to use?”

  Ran Qingmo explained in a low voice:

   “I will use my qi to make black ice to cover you, and I will help you to heal your wounds afterwards.”

  Xu Yuan thought for a while.

  Up to now, with Qi already in his body, the two of them can already use exercises to heal their injuries.

  Thinking stopped, Xu Yuan nodded slightly to indicate that he could start.

  Without any words, a gloomy cold air instantly appeared in this cramped cave, and the permeating cold mist even froze a thin layer of the surface of the spiritual spring in the cave of frost.

  Xu Yuan felt a spine-chilling chill rapidly spread from his wrist.

  From the wrist to the arm, and then to the entire right torso, until the whole body fell into the ice for thousands of years.

  Amid the pervasive cold air, Xu Yuan noticed that his consciousness was slowing down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the breath of death clung to his heart like a tarsal maggot.

  Time passed by every minute and every second, and everything in front of me gradually fell into darkness

  I don’t know when, Xu Yuan faintly woke up again, looking at the dim ceiling of the cave, speechless for a long time.

  He thought that the coma caused by hypothermia in the cave was already considered near death, but when the real feeling of dying came, Xu Yuanfang discovered that the hypothermia coma was nothing at all .

  Just persisted for a few minutes before his consciousness fell into darkness.

  A slightly dry voice resounded softly in the silent cave:

   “How long have I been in a coma?”

   “Two hours.” Ran Qingmo’s plain voice came from his side.

  Xu Yuan put his hand between his eyebrows and rubbed vigorously.

  Two hours

  It will take about five days, at least two days should be reserved for the formal training of the Blood Yuan Xin Jue.

  Once every two hours, that is to say, he has at most twenty opportunities to adapt.

  Slowly sitting up, Xu Yuan looked at her without saying much:

   “Continue.”

  ”If you can, wake me up after healing, no need to rest.”

  “.”

  Ran Qingmo looked at his weak but determined eyes, lightly pursed the corners of his lips, and silently held his wrist again

  (end of this chapter)