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Right now, Qingyang could already feel that his cultivation had not been greatly reduced, but it was also much weaker than when he was at his peak. After all, the price he had to pay for a drop of blood essence was not small.

However, Shangguan Mu had to be saved, and he could not leave his life behind due to his emotions. Although his temperament had changed, he still could not ignore a person who treated him with sincerity.

It might have been intentional or unintentional, but Qingyang's face immediately turned cold when he heard the old man's words. In fact, Qingyang himself also had a vague idea of why he had become so cold and tyrannical.

The Heavenly Thunder Body, that's right, it should have been something that happened after the Heavenly Thunder Body was destroyed. "Hahahaha!" "? ?" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!

Actually, just as Qingyang was about to lose consciousness that day, a flash of golden light came from the Golden-Ringed Bell that Qingyang had always kept hidden on his body. It was the Eastern Emperor Bell that was about to be released by Taiyi.

Back then, Taiyi had sacrificed his remnant soul to help heal Qingyang's lacking soul, so the Eastern Emperor Bell had automatically recognized him as its master. However, it was still sealed and Qingyang's cultivation was too low to use.

However, just as Qingyang was about to die, the Eastern Emperor Bell still automatically protected its owner. It sucked Qingyang and Tianlei into the space of the Eastern Emperor Bell, and when it woke up, it was already lying in the Shangguan family's room.

Generally speaking, a spirit artifact would naturally form its own spirit after thousands and millions of years of cultivation. The Eastern Emperor Bell was naturally the same. This was also mentioned in the message from the Supreme Purity to Qingyang.

Tai Yi had always treated the Eastern Emperor Bell as his own brother, but now that it had fallen, even Qing Yang, as the owner of the Eastern Emperor Bell, was surprised that he had never received a single message from the Eastern Emperor Bell.

After the divine tribulation, Qingyang didn't know whether it was the Eastern Emperor Bell's artifact spirit protecting him or the Eastern Emperor Bell protecting its master. Qingyang was an invincible existence within the Eastern Emperor Bell, so naturally, the divine lightning couldn't harm him in the slightest.

While he was unconscious, something should have happened during that time, allowing the power of heavenly thunder to perfectly fuse with his own two elements, the power of fire and wood, resulting in his physical body's cultivation to soar to the early stage of the Sun God Realm.

Now that he had given Shangguan Mu a drop of his own lifeblood essence, not to mention the fact that his fleshly body and mental cultivation base had both declined, it would take a very long time for him to recover.

However, Qingyang didn't have much time to recuperate. The matter of massacring the village had been weighing on his mind for three years. About half a month later would be the battle for the Medicine Board.

Although he had changed his appearance and temperament, it was still possible for him to be recognized by the people from the South Rong family. Qingyang also knew that Nan Rong Yan was not the strongest person in the South Rong family, and if he was stronger, then if they really fought, he would have an additional confidence.

"First, place some restrictive spells outside of the room. I wonder how long I'll have to continue refining this Flame Essence Pill for." He waved his hand and sent out a few restrictions. Without hesitation, Qingyang immediately put the Flame Essence Pill into his mouth and held his breath to focus.

As soon as the Profound Core entered his mouth, Qingyang felt a slightly weaker power of the two types of fire and wood coming out from his body. As soon as the Profound Core entered his mouth, Qingyang felt a weaker power of fire and wood coming out of his body.

The power of fire contained in the South Sea Flame Essence Pill far exceeded Qingyang's expectations. Although the power of fire was not as tyrannical as Qingyang's Grand Sun Primordial Flame, it could still be considered to be a top-notch Earth Flame Essence.

Qingyang's star power slowly refined the Flame Essence Pill. Every time a part of the essence pill's energy was separated, it would quickly fuse with the star power. The originally thin and dim star power also became a lot brighter.

Qingyang could feel his cultivation slowly recovering from the drop of blood essence. If someone was in the room, they would notice a faint blush on Qingyang's pale face.

The process of decomposing, fusing, and refining went on endlessly. In addition to the Flame Essence Pill, Qingyang's star power also began to absorb the drop of the Ancestral Voodoo blood essence. Qingyang's pores all opened up, and the surrounding spirit energy was sucked into his body to be refined by the star power.

After submerging his spirit power into his body, for the first time, Qingyang looked directly at this tyrannical star power. The speed at which he absorbed and absorbed the spirit blood of the ancestor witch was not only several times faster than before, but also much faster than before.

Indeed, Qingyang didn't expect that the silver-gray power that he had blindly obtained would be even more terrifying than his own Fire and Wood fusion powers. The absorbed Sky and Earth aura quickly turned into a thick, white mist, and with it the power of the Fire Essence Pill and the Ancestral Voodoo Blood was swallowed together.

Without the concept of time, Qingyang was completely immersed in this wonderful cultivation. He could only feel his physical body constantly strengthening, and his mental cultivation slowly increasing.

Only after the Flame Essence Pill had been completely refined did Qingyang wake up, and that drop of Ancestral Voodoo Essence Blood had also shrunk a notch. Qingyang was inwardly amazed by the quality of this star force.

He stretched lazily and waved his arms. He realized that the energy contained within them was even greater than his peak condition. He was overjoyed and immediately felt the situation he was in.

Mental strength, peak of the Spirit Refinement realm, physical strength, early stage of the Sun God Realm.

"I never thought that the amount of energy contained within this Flame Essence Pill would be about the same as a drop of my blood essence, or maybe even stronger." With a faint smile, he thought to himself.

Indeed, Qingyang was only one step away from the Great Void, and at that time, he would also be able to cultivate the Golden Crow's Brilliant Art to the Ardent Core realm!

He didn't know what changes would occur when the "Golden Crow Brilliance" reached the Almighty Core realm. The Azure Sun was still looking forward to its power.

"I don't know if fusing with this Star Force is a blessing or a curse, but its power is indeed a lot more tyrannical." Taking out that exquisite bell from his chest, Qingyang softly said, "Eastern Emperor Bell, no matter what, I should thank you for saving my life."

Qingyang naturally understood that if the Eastern Emperor Bell hadn't sucked him into its space, he would have been burnt to ashes by the heavenly lightning. How could he have managed to fuse the domineering star power?

"I don't know how many days have passed, but Shangguan Mu should have woken up by now." He murmured softly and got up from the bed. Just as he was about to wash up and ask Shangguan Mu about Shangguan Mu, he was startled by his reflection in the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the originally bald head had grown a few inches short, while the hair was actually silver-gray in color!

It wasn't that this strange color frightened Qingyang. Ordinary people needed more than a month to grow their hair that was a few inches long, but Qingyang actually needed to cultivate once. What did that mean? It was very possible that he had cultivated for too long this time around, and it was already past the time for him to contend for the Medicine Rankings!

This time, he was going to help Yanran snatch the Yin Moon Divine Ring. If he delayed it, it would be difficult for him to find another opportunity in the future for Yanran to cultivate.

Hurriedly removing the restrictions and leaving the room, Qingyang pulled a servant of the Shangguan family over and asked with a loud voice, "How many days have I cultivated until now?"

The servant was shocked as he looked at the short silvery-gray hair of the Azure Sun. Only after a long time did he remember that this was the great benefactor of the Shangguan family, Mr. Yang Chou. After a short while, he finally replied with a trembling voice, "It has been seven days since mister left the room."

"Phew, but it's only been seven days." Qingyang let out a long sigh of relief, and his tensed heart relaxed. He looked at the servant who was extremely afraid of him and realized that he had lost his composure. He immediately apologized and left.

"Oh right, Mr. Yang Chou, the family head wants you to go to the study room to find him as soon as possible after waking up. There is something you need to discuss with him." Even though he said 'Qian' with a cold expression, the servant was still overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. When he saw Qingyang turn around and leave, he also shouted out loudly.

"Do you have something important to discuss with me? "Did Shangguan Mu not wake up?" Qingyang was startled and hurried towards the study. After all, he had a good impression of Shangguan Mu Qingyang. If he still hadn't woken up from the torture, it would be troublesome.