Chapter 3: Move blood to the extreme

　　 I don't know what mentality Shi Hao came with. After a short silence, Lin Yang took the initiative to speak: "Thank you."
　　 Shi Hao shook his head slightly, then smiled and said: "Don't thank me, this is you who have seized this opportunity to transform yourself, otherwise the remaining gods will be completely dissipated in three days at most."
　　 He came back on a whim, but he didn't expect to see Lin Yang tempering himself in the waste blood left over after his transformation. This is a waste of blood for him in the realm of the venerable, but for ordinary people, it is a reborn opportunity.
"It's just a small matter for you and it's not worth paying attention to, but in the end, I still have your love." Lin Yang continued: "There is a saying in my hometown,'The grace of dripping water, when the spring is repayed' and so on. I will definitely repay this kindness if there is a chance."
　　 Lin Yang has no accurate concept of what level of his system is and whether he can catch up with Shi Hao's two- to three-hundred-year-old metamorphosis, but it is not difficult for him to repay Shi Hao.
　　 Huang Tiandi walked alone on the road all his life, arbitrarily forever. But Lin Yang knew all the regrets in his life. This was his advantage.
　　 "Does the grace of dripping water return to the spring? Then I look forward to it, remember, my name is... Huang."
　　 Shi Hao laughed. He pointed forward a little, and a divine light flew into Lin Yang's body. He did not report his real name, and feared that the hostile forces in the upper realm sent the true gods to chase him down. After Nirvana was over, he was still in the perfection of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and he could not use treasures.
　　 The speed of the divine light was extremely fast, Lin Yang felt his brain hit by the divine light before he could react.
　　 There are runes shining with thunder light in the divine light. Lin Yang focused his thoughts on the runes and felt that it was a rune related to thunder and lightning.
　　 "The 狻猊 treasure technique, after the completion of the cultivation, you can master all the thunder in the world." Shi Hao explained. This was his tyrannical treasure technique that was rampant when he was in the realm of the cave, and it was not important to him now.
"Kindness without saying thanks!"
　　 Hearing the words, Lin Yang felt happy, moving the blood realm can be accomplished by the skill of water milling. However, even if it is placed in the upper realm, it cannot be easily obtained. Shi Hao is simply his treasure-giving boy, no, it's grandpa. He was given a cultivation base and a killing technique, so that when he crossed again, he had at least one more hole card.
　　 Knowing that he could not practice the 狻猊 Precious Art in a short time, Lin Yang wanted to try how many catties his physical strength had reached. Shi Hao had already left early. For him, Lin Yang is not worthy of his attention. Tonight, giving Lin Yang another treasure is just a matter of pleasure, and he has not longed for a return.
　　 Lin Yang, who was eager to try, didn't care about going to rest, and went all the way to the center of Zhu Village, where there was a row of bronze tripods, which were used exclusively by the villagers to test their strength.
　　 didn't care about the weight of a few kilos in front, he went directly to the giant cauldron at the back.
　　 There are mottled marks on the bronze tripod, which was obviously made a long time ago.
　　 "Twenty thousand catties! Get up!"
　　 Lin Yang shook his arm and lifted the giant cauldron aloft with no effort with just one hand. Twenty thousand catties are already the strength of the middle stage of moving the blood, and Lin Yang did it without any effort.
　　 After placing the bronze cauldron in his hand in place, Lin Yang crossed several giant cauldrons and came to the last giant cauldron.
　　 This is a 50,000-jin bronze tripod. Except for the largest volume, the style is no different from the previous small tripod.
　　 "Get up!"
　　 This 50,000-jin bronze tripod is more than twice as heavy as the 20,000-jin one, but Lin Yang felt that he didn't have much effort, so he lifted it easily.
　　 Fifty thousand catties represents the power of moving the blood realm to the full, and Lin Yang's current strength has to far surpass it, and there is no heavier bronze cauldron for him to measure his strength.
　　 "If you want to know how powerful you are, you must find a special iron..." Lin Yang paused slightly, then his eyes brightened, and he looked at the first few thousand catties.
　　 "Put two or three together, is the weight enough?" As he said and done, he pressed the 40,000 jin giant cauldron on the largest bronze cauldron and tried to lift it.
　　 This time, it was far less relaxed than the previous two times. It was obviously difficult to lift, but it was still lifted! This shows that ninety thousand catties are not his limit. Pressing up a 30,000-jin cauldron again, this time, it was very difficult to lift it, and Lin Yang could feel his arms trembling.
　　 "One arm is more than 100,000 catties, this is the extreme state of moving blood!"
　　 After returning the giant cauldron to its original position, Lin Yang was shocked by his strength. Specifically, his strength exceeds 120,000 jin, which means he can lift 60 tons of heavy objects. If you want to hit someone, a full blow may result in the same effect as in the inferior plasma movie.
　　 In less than a day, his power exploded more than 150 times. If everyone in Zhu Village knew that they would be envious of drooling, no one would have thought that a considered wasteland would create such a miracle.
　　 The next day, Lin Yang continued to exercise as always. He found that his own subtle control of power has dropped a lot after he has reached the blood extreme realm. Although he has not been able to control it before, it has to exceed the present. He was not in a hurry to practice the sacred technique. Even if he had never been in contact with the sacred technique before, Lin Yang knew that this was not something that could be cultivated in a moment.
　　 He expected that the goal was to have a preliminary understanding of the 狻猊 Precious Art before the next crossing came, and there was no extravagant hope for more.
As the days passed, the Warriors Selection Contest, where news came out a year ago, started. The younger generation of Zhu Cun who was eager to become famous all set off to participate in the competition, and Shi Hao followed the team to see and insight, and he came to the top. After that, he has not been far away from Zhucun.
　　 Lin Yang did not leave with him. He knew that Zhu Village would not lose its peace in a few days. The young adult in Xiandian chased and killed a secretive silver-haired woman. The chance of this woman made several Tianjiao'first generations' from the upper realm all appear in Leizhou one by one to erupt the venerable battle.
　　 "Huoteng Jinyi, Lightning Child, Zhen Gu, Yuechan, Witch, Xiandian..."
　　 Thinking of the Heavenly Jiao of the Upper Realm who would appear this time, Lin Yang's eyes gradually deepened. Even if there was a world-like gap with the opponent at this moment, he did not take it seriously. It was only a matter of time before surpassing the other party, Lin Yang was confident. Even if he hasn't yet reached the Cave Sky Realm, those Tianjiaoes have long been invincible in the Venerable Realm.
　　 "I can cross tomorrow, I really look forward to it."
　　 If it weren't for the gathering of wind and clouds here, and even true gods would take action, Lin Yang didn't want to pass away as soon as time passed. After all, the system did not force him, and the right to choose was always in his own hands.
　　 "I don't know which world I will travel to. If it is a low-level martial arts world...the picture is simply too beautiful."
Lin Yang thought of hitting the so-called No. 1 master in the world with a punch, and couldn't help but shook his head. That would give him no experience point. He hadn't triggered a mission this month. Experience points don't have much expectations.