: 1256, narrow road

In general, a drop is a unit that is difficult to quantify accurately.
One milliliter is a drop.
Ten milliliters can also be a drop.
So Li Mu was in his mind, recalling the size of the first drop of the refining pulp, and then trying to separate a smaller drop of the marrow to experiment with his own ideas.
But soon he discovered that he was too much figure Tucson.
Because the second drop separated, and the previous drop, the size is almost exactly the same. In other words, a drop of the marrow is an infinitely accurate unit of quantification. It is basically impossible to separate smaller.
Ok.
Little smart is here to stop.
Li Mu did not hesitate for too long, and immediately swallowed a second drop of fairy marrow.
The same experience has swept again.
The body began to burn a silver flame.
A substance of dark red began to spread in the bone marrow of Li Mu.
This is a process similar to the process of cutting hair and washing the marrow. To be precise, it should be the integration of this fairy marrow into the blood of the body, thus generating a powerful force.
Basically it is equal to the marrow.
After the death of most of the immortal powers, they will be attributed to the heavens and the earth, and under the influence of the natural laws of the immortal world, they will gradually decay and dissipate, just like the mortals of the realm.
But those who stand at the top of modern times, after dying, can save the body for a long time.
In particular, once the great man who has stood up, after a long period of time, even if the flesh of the flesh is exhausted, the bone marrow can be preserved, containing the powerful forces and rules of life.
This is the origin of the fairy marrow.
There are not many strong people standing at the peak of the fairyland, and the probability of falling is lower.
Therefore, the preciousness of the marrow can be imagined.
In Li Mu's knowledge system, even on the earth, changing the marrow can also be a means of changing a person. Many leukemia patients can change their constitution and cure diseases through bone marrow transplantation.
In the world of immortals, the power of the marrow is also here.
Incorporating the immortal marrow, the reason why it can be upgraded to the realm is to inherit the cultivation and crystallization of the immortal strongman. The blood marrow is the most difficult to cultivate. Once changed, the power brought by the practitioner is amazing.
Li Mu feels his blood and burns.
It is not a pain.
It is a kind of warmth and warmth to the extreme comfort.
Then, the powerful force is centered on the skeletal spinal cord, and it spreads out and spreads throughout the body.
The same feeling when blending the first drop of fairy marrow.
Li Mu runs [congenital power], guides this kind of power, runs in the body on Sunday, washes the flesh and refines it into his own big day.
This process is also extremely fast.
However, as a large number of Xiansui Xianzhu energy was transformed into the body of the Da Ri Xian Sin Xian Yuan, Li Mu gradually felt that the meridians, the flesh and the dantian had a sense of swelling of the spleen.
"The body can't afford this powerful force."
Li Mu’s heart jumped.
In the description of Xia Jing, the terrible shortcomings of forcing a glimmer of more than one centurine show signs.
Li Mu is not particularly alarmed.
He continues to guide the powerful forces that are constantly emerging from the refining of the bone marrow.
The feeling of swelling is intensified.
But it is still within the acceptable range.
Li Mu did not dare to neglect and fully guided.
As time goes by.
The silver fire that emerged from the body gradually dimmed, but Li Mu’s body, like a balloon filled with air, swelled several times, like a blistering blister.
"Sure enough, two drops of fairy marrow are dangerous."
Li Mu could not help but smile.
In the end, his skin cracked open.
A bright red blood pattern, like the mysterious and ancient fairy tales, permeates Li Mu's body, and the bright red blood beads roll down, making Li Mu look like a blood man.
Li Mu really felt that he seemed to be blasted.
As if you take another breath, it will become the last straw to overwhelm the camel, reaching the critical point of the explosion.
But at this time, the distribution of the power in the bone marrow is finally over.
Got over.
Li Mu exhaled slowly.
The next step is to thoroughly refine the energy that fills the body.
As the energy refines, the body gradually returns to its normal shape.
The blood color of the body surface heals and the crack marks disappear.
The feeling of swelling disappeared.
Li Mu knows that this crazy attempt is a success.
He stood up slowly.
Suddenly, the situation of being greatly increased and the strength of the sky has risen is not the first time in his body. However, this time is undoubtedly the most dramatic increase and the most increase in power.
The promotion of the realm makes Li Mu more aware of his own understanding of the body and the surrounding world.
"Sure enough, a drop of fairy marrow is enough to make a big realm out of thin air, but in addition to increasing the power of two cents, the improvement of the realm is not obvious."
He perceives it carefully.
A drop of fairy marrow, let him directly from the peak of Jinxian, into the peak of the fairy, directly proves that the power of the fairy marrow is extraordinary, it is as legendary, with incredible power.
The second drop of Xian Xian, but only let Li Mu from the immortal peak, vaguely entered the primary realm of Xian Wang, the effect of the promotion of the realm, can be said to be minimal.
Li Mu does not intend to try the third drop of fairy marrow again.
Even if it is repaired in the future, after the body is strong, it will not try to refine the third drop of the marrow.
Because in the process of merging the second drop of fairy marrow, Li Mu saw a lot of strange pictures in the secret first perspective, and there were some obscure memories filled in his knowledge of the sea.
Obviously, this is the memory picture of the immortal strongman who left this group of immortals.
Li Mu has an intuition.
If you fuse too much fairy marrow, it may directly trigger the person's life memory, and once the skill is merged, even the blood marrow will change. Maybe you will not be yourself, but will become another person.
Lose yourself.
This is undoubtedly a terrible thing than death.
Li Mu slowly moves his body and runs the big day of the fire.
The sudden rise of the realm and the surge of power make people feel like walking in the clouds. Every step is vain and unreliable. Li Mu is adapting to this strength as soon as possible, in order to fully exert the corresponding power.
at the same time.
Outside the chaotic forest.
The setting sun is like blood, and this mountain is dyed in red.
Because of sleepiness, Xiaochenhuang, who was asleep, suddenly heard a woman’s sorrowful mourning, and suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and held her hand in her arms.
A tall figure appeared in his sight.
He stood against the light, as the sunset came from behind, the outline of the figure was red, like blood flowing, holding a cyan ancient lamp in his right hand.
Xiaochen Huang retreats with vigilance.
He has already recognized that this thin figure that appeared in front of him is one of the eight gods who sneaked on them that day.
The old lamp in the hands of the wind marks, burning a blue flame at this time, a tiny woman figure in the flame of the wick, is madly struggling and suffering, suffering unbearable pain.
The female voice that Xiaochen Huang just heard in her sleep was exactly the woman in the wick.
"I know you, you are the little emperor of the emperor cliff."
The wind marks a faint smile on his face.
The sunset was bloody, and the smile was set off with some horror.
"Where is Mumu?"
He asked.
Xiaochen Huang opened his mouth and did not speak.
He held the fairy knife tightly in his hands, his throat swayed, swallowed a spit, his lips trembled slightly, and it was impossible to say that he was not afraid.
At this time, he finally recognized that the woman who was imprisoned in the wick and sacrificed to torture and tortured it was [Jolly Fairy] Xia Jing.
An indescribable anger instantly made Xiao Chen Huang forget the fear.
He held a long knife and cut it out.
Use his strongest power.
I don't know how Li Mu recovered. He can only use this way to send a reminder. I hope that one death can cause movement and let Li Mu hear the news and quickly flee.
The power and horror of the enemy, the heart of Xiaochen Huang is already desperate.
There was a sarcasm in the corner of the wind, and there was no movement. Xiaochenhuang and the knife in his hand all solidified in the air, and they could not move.
The palm of the wind marks, pressed toward the head of Xiaochenhuang.
He is too lazy to talk nonsense with this little guy and read the memory directly.
Although the other party is the emperor of Huangji Cliff, this small three-powerful force is dispensable for Wan Xianmeng, and will not let him have the slightest scruples.
However, when the palm of the hand was about to press on the head of Xiaochenhuang, the face of the wind marks suddenly changed.
call out!
A golden sword light, from the depths of the stone forest, shot out.
The wind marks raised a hand.
Hey!
Jianguang was shot and spread.
At the same time, a stream of light flashed, Xiao Chenhuang's body shape has been taken away.
The edge of the stone forest.
Li Mu took the hand of Xiao Chen Huang: "Why do you have a child?"
The pupil of the wind marks is miniature.
He did not sense someone in Shilin just now.
With his strength, he was not aware that Mumu was nearby, which was a bit strange.
"What about the marrow?"
The wind marks staring at Li Mu and said: "Hand over the fairy marrow and give you a quick death."
Xiaochen Huang did not speak, pulled Li Mu’s sleeves and pointed to the old lamp in the hands of the wind marks.
At the first sight of Li Mu, the killing in the heart is like a frenzy.
Xia Jing was poisoned.
call out!
The body is moving.
Jianguang started.
‘Fengming Shenjian’ appeared in the hand, and Li Mu’s moment had already reached the front of the wind, and the sword light was endless and violently stabbed.
The wind marks a faint smile.
impulse.
naive.
A small golden fairy in the district... eh?
wrong.
Feeling the power of the face-to-face sword, the face of the wind marks suddenly changed.
wrong.
This is not the power of the Jinxian class.
But... Xian Wang?
The wind marks immediately realized what it was: "Are you successfully blending and refining the fairy marrow?" He screamed, and a handful of orchids in his hand emerged from the long knife, and the knife flew and held the sword.
Ding!
Mars is sputtered.
The body shape of the wind marks then retreats.
The power coming from the tip of the sword made him feel a huge threat.
"No, you are just a golden fairy, even if it is a fusion of immortals, but also a fairy, why..." He suddenly realized that a drop of fairy marrow should not let Mumu have the power of the fairy king.
However, Li Mu did not speak.
The sword is mad.
The wind and the wind mark the right hand.
Take the ancient lamp and save people.
Xia Jing's end, let Li Mu completely out of anger in an instant.
One more today