"You really want to learn these divine powers?" Seeing Lu Yang's excited expression, Wang Borong was also a little surprised and couldn't help but say,"Junior Brother, the realm of immortal cultivation is always the first. You must distinguish between primary and secondary." In his opinion, Lu Yang had earned so many contribution points at a young age. In the future, not to mention the Foundation Establishment, he still had great hope of reaching the peak of Qi Refining. Why should he practice those magical powers with great side effects? So what even if his combat strength was high? In the end, when his lifespan reaches, he will still be a handful of soil ashes. "Life is short, don't make yourself wrong." At this point, Wang Borong showed a sad expression: "You are still young and don't understand this truth... Flowers will reopen, and people will no longer be young." "You are in the prime of your life now, but what about ten years later? What about twenty years later?" "You seem happy to make this choice today. In fact, it may take decades to see the drawbacks, and there will be no medicine for regret by then." Before he could finish speaking, Wang Borong seemed to have fallen into memories again. After a while, he lamented: "You don't know, when I was young, I was very prosperous in Shengzong, but I made one mistake, and I wasted my life. Every time I think about it, I feel like I'm in pain..." As he spoke, Wang Borong's eyes turned red. Feeling drunk, he simply pulled Lu Yang and talked about his glorious past. In fact, it was nothing much. It was just that when he was young, he didn't understand the importance of zhenqi grade and accidentally obtained a cultivation method below the seventh grade and practiced it. As a result, the level of true energy was too low, and there was no hope of establishing a foundation in the whole life, and it was difficult to complete Qi Refining. For decades, half of his body has been buried in the loess. His former senior brothers and women he admired have all extended their lives one by one, and they are still young This is so regrettable and sad, but who can start over in life? "What? Can I start over? Then it's okay..." Seeing that Wang Borong had passed out of drunkenness, Lu Yang stood up and found the book "Sky Devil Blood Divine Light" according to Wang Borong's description. There is no denying that this is indeed a magic art. Lu Yang exchanged it with a solemn expression: "It's quick, has great side effects, and is highly dangerous. It has almost all the characteristics that the demonic path should have." If you want to practice this divine power, you must first choose a magic weapon, then use the magic weapon to peel off your human skin alive, and then use a secret method to refine it. After nine to eighty-one days, you can refine a blood-transforming treasure light. If attached to the magic weapon, ordinary cultivators will be injured and die if they touch it. "At the same time, I myself will also become a bloody shadow relying on magical equipment." "If the magic weapon is not damaged, the blood shadow will not die." "The side effect is that your lifespan is halved. At the same time, after turning into a bloody shadow, you will no longer be a human body, but an empty human body, so your cultivation will not improve..." "Good, it really suits me!" Lu Yang's eyes lit up and he immediately decided to practice this divine power. During the process of practicing, he discovered that there was actually another version of this divine power, which seemed to have been deleted and optimized by a certain great cultivator. "After all, this divine power is indeed extraordinary." "The revised version does not require practitioners to skin and blood sacrifices themselves. Instead, practitioners will be allowed to sacrifice blood to their brothers or descendants." "In this way, we can also refine this divine power. However, since the blood shadow refined in this way is not the practitioner himself after all, it is difficult to manipulate it freely, so there will be a risk of backlash... But I am different. Whether it is in this life or the next, the blood shadow will only be me!" A few days later, Lu Yang left the library. In addition, he bought the full price of the "Shenxiao Sword Control Technique" again. After all, only then could he use it openly in the future. The next day, the "cultivation method" was delivered. "Devil!" Looking at Yun Miaoqing, who was holding the sword around her neck tightly and looking at him unyielding, Lu Yang suddenly felt as if he had been in a lifetime. But he soon put it behind him. "Sorry, I need the method and experience to refine sword pills." "What? How do you know... Um... Wait... You...!" Getting acquainted again and again, relying on his familiarity with Yun Miaoqing, Lu Yang went all out and quickly gained the necessary knowledge and experience from her. Picking up his pants, Lu Yang turned and left. This time, he went to the "Wanbao Peak", the peak corresponding to the Outer Sect Refining Hall. It was one of the four Inner Sect peaks. Most of the Sage Sect's magic treasures came from here. "I want to rent an underground stove." Arriving at the front desk, Lu Yang directly put forward his request. After giving him enough contribution points, he was invited into the most advanced furnace room after a quarter of an hour. After making sufficient preparations, he took out the materials. Three taels of gold essence, three taels of chalcedony, two taels of cinnabar sand, and two taels of sword qi. Then, they made a magic gesture to draw the fire from the center of the earth, and then threw it into the furnace together! "Although most of the sword pills in the Yushu Sword Pavilion are refined by elders in the sect, they are in the right path, and there is no need to worry about someone secretly doing things. This is the Chusheng Sect. Rather than putting my hopes on the moral level of the people who forge weapons, I might as well do it myself. At most, I try it a few more times..." 2000 contribution points for a set of materials. Lu Yang only earned a total of 10,000 contribution points. Apart from purchasing divine powers and repaying loans, his entire fortune could only buy three sets of materials for refining sword pills. "If you fail three times, then come again in the next life!" With this idea in mind, Lu Yang began to strictly follow the method and experience he had collected from Yun Miaoqing, and slowly refine a suitable material by controlling the earth fire. The essence of gold is fused with chalcedony, and the cinnabar is fused with sword qi Gradually, a pill appeared in Lu Yang's spiritual sense. However, before he could feel happy, he saw the pill suddenly tremble on the spot. "Boom!" It exploded. When a set of materials was scrapped, Lu Yang calmly waved his sleeves to sweep away the wreckage and silently summed up the experience and lessons: "... My steps should be no problem." "The problem is the last step." Lu Yang looked back at Yun Miaoqing's memories and enlightenment gradually emerged in his eyes: "Refining a sword pill requires the integration of the sword and the heart. However, I haven't been practicing the Shenxiao Sword Control Technique for a long time, and my realm in the sword path is obviously lacking..." Logically speaking, this is a hard requirement and can only be sharpened slowly. However, this is from the perspective of the righteous path. After all, the righteous path emphasizes gradual progress and rarely uses methods that are eager for quick success and instant benefit and harm the peace and harmony. However, the Devil Dao did not talk about these things. "The unity of sword and heart is ultimately the control of sword pills... In that case, if I cultivate the Skyfiend Blood Light simultaneously, the effect should be the same!" "The effect is even better!" After all, the Demonic Blood Divine Light is a sacrifice to a treasure. Once it is practiced and almost integrated with the magic weapon, the compatibility will definitely far exceed the so-called sword and heart combination. "But if you want to do this, you can't use the Mafeizan prepared in advance..." Refining sword pills is a delicate task. If he takes medicine to suppress the pain, causing his reaction to slow down by half a beat during refining, he is likely to fail. So he had to stay awake the entire time. "As for the devil, we must be more ruthless to ourselves... Otherwise, how can you be called a talent?" Thinking of this, Lu Yang's eyes suddenly flashed with ruthlessness. A moment later, he sat in front of the stove and stuffed a rag into his mouth. When the sword pellet was formed again, he controlled the sword qi to fall towards himself...