‘When I practice to this level, the true meaning of the fetus in my hands is to be considered to be at its limit. If I want to continue practicing, I must practice and study carefully, and walk out of my own path from the existing true meaning. For me, it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is not worth the effort, so I can put it aside for the time being.’

Yu Chen, who had recovered from his human body, stood up, and strands of mist gathered, weaving water into gauze, turning into close-fitting clothes. With a move, several blood-colored glasses appeared in his hands. Compared to half a month ago, after Yu Chen's use of them for half a month, most of the terrifying murderous intent contained in these glasses had dissipated.

In contrast, the phantom of the sword in Haohua's hand in Yuchen's lungs had a little more murderous intent. The Xuanyuan sword energy, which was originally obvious, completely disappeared.

‘These glasses were born from the Killing Sword, but they are also the best antidote to the Killing Sword.’

Yu Chen raised his hand and a small ball of flame appeared. In the past half month, Yu Chen, who had already touched the blood-colored glass, easily burned it, and then took out the spiritual medicine that had long been spawned with the Shennong ruler, blended the two and melted it into a pool of blood-colored spiritual liquid.

Then, Yu Chen repeatedly processed these spiritual liquids and finally refined them into a pool of blood-colored jade paste.

Although this jade paste is much better than the original blood-colored glass, it still exudes a strong breath of life. Even after repeated treatments, the pure life force is diluted, and the breath becomes stronger and easier to perceive.

It can be said that if Yu Chen had not set up the barrier here long ago, the creatures near the Six Qi Temple would probably gather around him to seize these blood-colored jade paste.

"It's still a little too rich. It's difficult for ordinary monks in the Grandmaster realm to digest it!" Yu Chen looked at these jade pastes, carefully sensed the purity of their life breath, divided half of them, and carried out a new round of treatment.

The jade paste obtained this time turned from the original blood color to the ruby ​​color, which looked much more gorgeous and the breath of life was more restrained.

After careful examination, Yuchen nodded with satisfaction. He found some time to deliver the part of the jade paste in his hand to Chu Maohong and others for them to take it regularly.

When Yuchen gave the jade paste, Meng Fengda was also present. The genius doctor of the world asserted that the blood-colored glass had no medicinal value, picked up a piece of jade paste and swallowed it like crazy.

"This is impossible!" Meng Fengda took another portion of jade paste and swallowed it. He carefully felt the changes in his body. He fell to the ground and murmured in a low voice: "This is impossible..."

Seeing this, Yun Benlei was a little worried about him and was very curious. He picked up a piece of jade paste and swallowed it. The rich essence and life breath spread out from his stomach. The essence greatly filled his consumption in the past few days. The life breath turned into a thin film to cover his meridians, constantly repairing the secret injuries he had suffered recently.

Yun Benlei's eyes lit up, and he picked up two more pieces and swallowed them. Seeing that he seemed to be planning to eat, Yuchen raised his hand to stop him and said, "This jade paste contains a lot of essence and energy. Three pieces are your limit. If you eat it, you can't digest it. Besides, I have a lot of jade paste I have refined. If you eat too much, they will eat less. It's hard to say if you encounter a killing knife."

"When I heard this, can this jade paste restrain the killing knife?" Li Tian Taoist was a little curious. The eight of them had thought of many ways to deal with the killing knife in the past half month.

But according to Lisha's description, neither Li Tian Dao Ren nor Wuming were fully sure to take the other party's killing knife. They are now worried about how to kill the black evil without touching the killing knife. At this time, they are naturally quite interested when they hear that Jade Paste can deal with the killing knife.

Yu Chen's mouth curled slightly, and before he could make a sound, Meng Fengda, who was a little dull beside him, suddenly spoke: "It is not that he can restrain the killing knife, but that it can reduce the impact of the killing knife on himself. You will know this after you eat it. The jade paste contains a breath of life, which will depend on our meridians. If you encounter a killing knife in the future, these auras can play a certain role in resisting it."

As he said that, Meng Fengda looked at Yu Chen and said, "I can see that this thing was made of those blood-colored glasses, but I can't think of how you deal with it. I've seen it last time. Although those glasses have a strong vitality, they are too pure to be able to merge with any medicine. And later I heard Chu Maohong say that those things are a little scary, are they contaminated with the breath of the killing knife, or something else? How did you deal with it?"

"I really can't tell you very clearly about this. Let's do it. If I practice it once, it depends on your own how much you can learn!"

Yu Chen said, taking out some herbs, then found a small piece of bluestone with a little inspiration from the side, and directly boiled a blue-gray jade paste with the bluestone in front of everyone.

He handed the jade paste to everyone, and the stunned people stepped forward and took a portion of it, swallowed it, and felt the essence surging from their stomachs, and they were stunned.

The Taoist Li Tian first reacted and sighed: "In the past, although I saw the records of boiling stones as grain in the Taoist scriptures, I always thought it was a legend and a joke. Today I realized that there is such a wonderful method in the world. In the past, I was watching the sky by myself!"

"You know at least this thing, like we haven't heard it before, what should we do? Are you ignorant?" Wuming said with a very rare self-deprecating sentence and sighed: "If Master Yuchen learns this trick more, the famine in the world will definitely be eliminated."

"Impossible!" Meng Bida whispered: "This should be a secret magic power passed down by the guardian of Shennong. If I read it correctly, this magic power involves changes in physical nature, and the conditions for practice should be very strict."

After saying that, Meng Fengda's mental state had improved a lot. He could not accept that the blood-colored glass that he had made was easily refined into jade paste by Yuchen, but he could quickly accept that Yuchen used the secret technique of "Shennong" to complete this matter.

However, at this time, Meng Fengda looked at Yu Chen with a little desire. He knew very well that this magical power would help him in his future medical skills, especially about the changes in physical properties, which could solve the problem that the medicinal materials were not enough. But Meng Fengda also knew that the value of such a secret magical power was not something that ordinary things could exchange, and Meng Fengda himself was not valuable enough to trade with Yu Chen.

In this way, Meng Fengda, who looked at Yuchen, opened her mouth, closed it again, closed it again and opened it again.

Yu Chen, who saw all this, smiled and said, "Do you want to learn?"

"Is this possible?" Meng Fengda answered immediately, and then hesitated: "This magical power must be a secret magical power of your lineage. I think it's still a calculation..."

Meng Fengda said in the end, the more he said, the more he said, it was obvious that he didn't really think about it.

Yuchen's smile remained unchanged: "Of course, but I don't guarantee whether you can learn it. And whether you have learned it or not, you must agree to help me when I need it in the future. This matter will not be forcing you to kill people, it will not be against the morality of the world, nor will it be a matter of being conscienceless. What do you think?"

When Yuchen said this, Meng Caida naturally had no reason to refuse. He nodded and agreed. Seeing this, the other seven people of Kunwu Eight Swords retreated one after another, leaving the space for the two of them.
Chapter completed!