Chapter 154

Hoo!

Haa!

Blood like dew, its density like rain.

One hundred and eight thousand pores oozed blood like beads, each the size of a bean, flowing over the body surface, drying into strips of blood scabs before they could fall to the ground.

Liang Qu's lips were dry and cracked, his saliva was as sticky as glue, and he felt dizzy.

Opening his mouth, air poured into his lungs with a huff, then flowed away from some unknown place, leaving nothing behind.

The heart in his chest beat for its life, but each time it was weaker than the last.

Unprecedented weakness.

His will was like a tree growing in the desert, its roots frantically drawing out in the gravel, but it couldn't absorb a drop of moisture; withered and thin, under the scorching sun, it was about to become a dead tree in the vast desert, worn away by the wind and sand.

Half an incense stick of time passed, the last drop of blood was discharged from the pores, and Liang Qu's aura withered to almost nothing.

An ordinary person should have died on the spot by now, but the foundation of the first three passes remained, allowing Liang Qu to still have a breath of life.

The blood scabs fell off with a rustle; he raised his hand tremblingly, picked up the third medicine bottle, and poured out an orange-yellow pill.

His throat moved, and the pill entered his abdomen.

Almost the moment it combined with his saliva, the Blood-Coagulating Pill began to liquefy, and by the time it fell into his stomach, it was already a pool of pure medicinal liquid.

The medicinal power was surging, and heat was born in his stomach.

His dying body instinctively absorbed the vitality; it was like a long drought meeting sweet dew, and even more like cooking oil on a raging fire.

The medicinal power of the great pill suddenly exploded, turning into a raging medicinal fire, sweeping through his body and mind; Liang Qu couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Between breaths, the surging medicinal fire rushed toward his marrow along his blood vessels and meridians, unobstructed wherever it went; as it churned, new blood flowed, rushing into his limbs and bones, forcibly stopping his falling aura with the momentum of drawing a sword to cut off water.

In an instant, Liang Qu's pale face flushed with red light, and his blood flow radiated new vitality.

Until his aura stabilized, its intensity had already doubled!

"Haa..."

Liang Qu gasped for breath.

Clear air entered his lungs, no longer flowing away like passing through a sieve.

The withered tree finally took root in the river; his difficultly beating heart calmed down, and the comfort throughout his body was truly physically and mentally pleasing.

Two more times...

Liang Qu took a deep breath, his gaze moved down, and he looked at the three medicine bottles on the table again.

He picked up another Blood-Changing Great Pill, his gaze shifting.

The experience of being on the verge of death actually gave him a trace of fear.

No wonder breaking the Blood Pass required friends and family to accompany and support.

If it were someone with a fragile mind, experiencing the powerless feeling of being on the verge of death three times at once would truly make one hesitate.

But three surges and three coagulations—three times surging out all the blood, three times coagulating the blood—all had to be completed in one go within an hour.

One go, then it wanes, then it is exhausted!

Delay will lead to changes.

It's just uncomfortable for half an hour, damn it, fight!

Liang Qu closed his eyes and swallowed another pill.

A scene identical to the previous one appeared; the smell of blood on the river surface became more and more intense, vaguely carrying a trace of strange fragrance, making the big fish in the water crazy, but they were all blocked by the huge bodies of the three beasts.

The Fat Catfish opened its big mouth and ate to its heart's content; it hadn't eaten today.

In the cabin, more and more blood scabs fell, layered one upon another, no different from pine cones that had lost their moisture under the scorching sun.

Then came the second Blood-Coagulating Pill, repeated three times, each time causing Liang Qu's aura to climb and grow, becoming more and more powerful.

Breaking the Blood Pass has risks.

But the martial arts system has a long history of inheritance; under the improvements of generations of physicians and great experts, the pill formulas for Blood-Coagulating Pills and Blood-Changing Pills have tended to be perfect, and the risks in the substantive sense have long been controlled within an extremely low range.

Taking medicine and breathing step by step, basically everyone can pass the pass smoothly.

The source of the so-called danger comes more from the martial artist themselves, whether their spirit can support them, not panicking, and not making mistakes when on the verge of death.

But as long as there is someone to protect, this hidden danger can also be eliminated to almost nothing.

Liang Qu's aura rose and fell three times.

By the third time it rose, the intensity of his aura had already tripled!

The river wind was vast, bringing moist water vapor.

A faint strange fragrance drifted from the "blood man"; big fish around the boat jumped one after another, water splashing, seemingly treating the obstruction of the three beasts as the Dragon Gate.

Crack, crack.

Dense and subtle sounds occurred on the "blood man," and the dried and brittle blood scabs fell off piece by piece.

Even large chunks of blood scabs hit the deck, making muffled sounds.

Never felt so refreshed and relaxed as today...

Opening his eyes, Liang Qu's eyes flickered.

As his strength surged, the blood scabs turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

The wind and clouds flowed, and without a source, the smell of blood gradually dissipated; the big fish around regained their calm, dashed into the water, and disappeared without a trace.

Liang Qu naturally wouldn't care about small fish and shrimp; he clenched his fists tightly, his whole body's blood and qi surging endlessly.

His blood flowed like a great river, actually making a "whoosh" sound; when he exerted his full strength, his heart beat like a drum.

"Blood Pass, done."

Among the four passes, the Blood Pass is the most dangerous and also the strongest.

If this pass is broken, strength is hard to wane, hard to exhaust.

Between one breath and one inhalation, the heart beats once.

The heart is the great master of the five internal organs and six entrails.

It is rumored that when a Martial Saint sits quietly, the heart beats once every seven days, with a lifespan of eight hundred, not knowing spring or autumn.

The heart is the key point where strength bursts forth.

Liang Qu's current energy is like a dragon and a tiger, surging endlessly, almost having a feeling of invincibility.

It is even fragrant in the blood, with no fishy smell.

When he observed Senior Brother Xiang breaking the pass, after three blood changes, there was no strange fragrance in his blood.

This is because only those with extraordinary talent can reach the level of blood-changing and fragrance-binding, with blood coagulating and not dispersing!

Liang Qu possesses martial bones, so he naturally deserves to be called extraordinarily talented.

He even suspected that taking half a dragon tendon of the sturgeon demon at the beginning also played a certain role, after all, it had also improved his aptitude to a certain extent.

"I can crush iron into mud, leap over tiger ravines, have the strength to throw an elephant when I raise my hand, have the ability to shake the earth when I stomp my foot, ice, snow, wind, and frost cannot get close to my body, my gaze can capture people's souls, my lion's roar can shatter people's five internal organs, I can expand and contract as I wish, and no one can defeat me in opening and closing!"

Liang Qu didn't know why this sentence floated through his mind.

Cough, cough, throwing an elephant is fine, shaking the earth is not.

Still have to be low-key.

There are many people stronger than himself in the four passes and seven paths.

Liang Qu combed his hair, and seeing that there was still blood powder remaining on his fingertips, he jumped into the water with a stride; as the water surged, it easily took away the remaining blood foam.

"The boat also needs to be washed."

There was also blood foam caught in the cracks of the boat, as well as blood stains left from killing fish on the boat before.

Liang Qu moved everything out of the waterproof compartment, rode the water and drove the waves to step on the water surface.

With a flip of his hand, the vast waves rose into the air, like a giant hand pressing down on the entire boat, making it completely submerged in the water, repeatedly flipping and washing.

After being thoroughly cleaned, the boat was lifted by the water flow and floated to the surface again.

With a wave of his hand, the remaining water in the cabin gathered and flowed, turning into a thin stream back into the river, drying rapidly.

Undoubtedly, after breaking the Blood Pass, Liang Qu's water control ability became stronger and more meticulous; reaching out his hand, he could gather water droplets in his palm in a few breaths.

After a simple test, the water flow he could manipulate exceeded an astonishing three hundred and sixty tons.

Of course, compared to the power of nature, it was still not enough.

A small wave two meters high and stretching over a hundred meters could easily contain more than a thousand tons of water; if it were a ten-meter big wave, it would be more than tens of thousands of tons.

But for a single target, it could be called divine power like a prison; once inside, it's a tumble dryer.

Four spirit monster water beasts, and he broke the Blood Pass.

Everything is ready, time to go claim the merit!