Martial Arts of Longevity: Start from Practicing Yi Jin Jing

"The blood-eating rat is after birth."

"It will eat its own siblings first, and then the mother mouse that raised it."

"In the end, they will choose a cemetery to live in, and live by eating the flesh and blood of the dead."

"It is rumored that as long as the blood-eating rat has a hundred years of Taoism, it will eat a thousand corpses."

"It is to be able to use the corpse to revive the soul, and manipulate the corpse's body for your own use!"

"The manipulative dead body is called a blood corpse!"

Nalan Huaiyu told the origin of the mouse that Lu Qi saw.

Accompanied by Nalan Huaiyu's words fell.

An old voice came from the blood corpse in front of him again.

"A little knowledge."

"It's a pity that today, you will also become my blood food!"

Following the blood corpse uttered words.

Terrifying breaths burst out from his body, sweeping towards Lu Qi and the others.

"Yuan Ying period!"

"No, hurry up!"

Elder Bai's complexion changed suddenly, and he retreated rapidly, taking Zhang Daolin away along the way.

Until they retreated hundreds of meters.

Only then could he barely see the bloody corpse.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Lu Qi looked at the extremely weak Zhang Daolin and questioned him.

The latter stood up straight with difficulty.

Look in the direction where the blood corpse is.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "Thank you for your help."

"You guys still remember what I said during the day."

"An ominous monster has appeared here."

"At nightfall, that monster actually directly killed my Lingshan Sword Sect disciple and devoured my Lingshan Sword Sect disciple's flesh and blood."

"Even though I led all my disciples to fight desperately, I was ultimately defeated."

"In the end, all the disciples of Lingshan Sword Sect died, and I was lucky enough to escape."

Following Zhang Daolin's words, it fell.

At this moment, the faces of Lu Qi and the others were already very gloomy.

You must know that the strength of the blood corpse has reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if all the people present are added together, it is impossible to be the opponent of the other party.

"Feng Master Lu, what should I do?"

Elder Bai's eyes fell on Lu Qi, and he asked aloud.

He knew very well that even if he tried his best, he still couldn't be the opponent of that blood corpse.

Although they escaped the attack of the blood corpse for a short time.

But the terrain here is complicated, and it is obviously impossible for them to escape from this place.

"Elder Bai, if you are asked to hold back that blood corpse, how long can you hold off?"

Lu Qi asked back.

Elder Bai heard the words.

After thinking for a while, he said: "If you go all out, you should be able to delay the time for half a stick of incense."

"It's just that the blood corpse is too weird. Even if the old man tries his best to hold it back, it may not be able to guarantee that there will be no other troubles!"

Elder Bai is well aware of the gap between himself and the blood corpse.

Although the blood corpse was just a corpse controlled by the blood-eating rat, the strength it displayed was real.

"Less Buddha."

"How to deal with this blood corpse, do you have a plan?"

Lu Qi turned his gaze to Zhang Daolin and asked aloud.

The latter heard the words.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "I have seen blood-eating rats in the ancient books of Lingshan Sword Sect."

"It is rumored that the blood-eating rat cannot be forcibly killed. Even if the blood corpse is killed, as long as the blood-eating rat does not die, a blood corpse can still be re-cultivated."

"And look at that blood corpse not only reached the Yuanying stage, but also the blood-eating rat in it can speak human words."

"It seems that Taoism should be very high."

"With our words, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with."

Zhang Daolin told the truth.

Although he is the young Buddha of Lingshan Sword Sect.

But the strength has not reached the top level after all, so the existence of the opponent's blood-eating rat is somewhat tricky.

In particular, this blood-eating rat has already achieved a little bit of Taoism.

It's not something he can deal with.

"Is there no other way?"

After hearing Zhang Daolin's words, Nalan Huaiyu's face sank for a moment.

You must know that there is not much time left for them.

Sooner or later, the blood corpse will find their tracks.

Could it be that they really want to hide all the time?

Lu Qi's face was solemn at this time.

With a wave of his hand, the battle puppet appeared beside him.

Now Lu Qi has nearly a million spirit stones in his hands.

Most of these spirit stones were obtained from the corpse in Tianmen Mountain.

At this time, he had already stuffed [-] spirit stones into the battle puppets.

The strength of the battle puppet has reached the first level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

With the appearance of the battle puppet, Elder Bai and Nalan Huaiyu present heaved a sigh of relief.

How did they forget this one.

In Lu Qi's hands, there is a battle puppet in the Nascent Soul stage.

And the strength of this battle puppet is not bad.

It is completely able to be evenly divided with that blood corpse.

"This is a puppet?"

Zhang Daolin looked at the battle puppet that appeared in front of him with a look of shock on his face.

Naturally, he has also seen battle puppets, but he has never seen a battle puppet with the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Every time this battle puppet consumes [-] spirit stones, it can last for a stick of incense."

"If the young Buddha has any solution, please let me know."

"If we hide it, I believe we will all feel uncomfortable."

Lu Qi looked at Zhang Daolin.

He knew very well that Zhang Daolin was hiding something.

As the young Buddha of Lingshan Sword Sect, how could he have nothing to save his life.

Zhang Daolin heard this.

After a long silence.

Sigh slightly.

He took out a purple gold bowl from his bosom.

On the purple gold bowl, there is a big "Buddha" character engraved on it.

A faint Buddhist aura emanated from the purple gold bowl.

"Since everything has been said for this sake."

"Then I simply won't hide my clumsiness."

"This purple gold bowl is one of the treasures of my Lingshan Sword Sect."

"If you really want to get rid of that blood-eating rat, then you can only do it by relying on the luck of Buddhism in the purple gold bowl."

Looking at the purple gold bowl in Zhang Daolin's hand.

Lu Qi sneered and said, "Sure enough, he's hiding some tricks."

"It's just that I don't understand. Since you have such treasures, it shouldn't be a problem to save those disciples of your Lingshan Sword Sect."

"But you let them become the blood of blood corpses."

"Why on earth is this?"

Followed by Lu Qi's words.

Everyone's eyes also fell on Zhang Daolin.

Waiting for Zhang Daolin's reply.

Hearing the words, the latter took a deep breath and said, "This purple gold bowl is the treasure of my Lingshan Sword Sect, and it cannot be used without authorization."

"It is also their blessing that those disciples were able to be loyal to my Lingshan Sword Sect."

"This time, as long as we get rid of the blood-eating rats, then I can recite the Sutra of Rebirth for them."

"Let their souls reach bliss early."

As soon as this word comes out.

Lu Qi and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, all silent.