Chapter 924 The Origin of Bloodline
After hearing this request, Jiao Jing showed a trace of hesitation on his face, while Jiao Mingyu said loudly without hesitation: "Of course I am willing. As long as the senior wants to go, I can take you there now."
"Very good." Zhan Nianchuan nodded with satisfaction, and then patted the storage ring.
In the shining golden light, the Hunyuan Bowl flew out, and then instantly became larger, exuding a pure and gentle Buddhist atmosphere.
"Master Shu, I don't have a pot. Do you mind borrowing it?" Zhan Nianchuan negotiated with the Bodhi tree.
"No mind, kid, when will you rob the Tianshui Sect again? This way, I will recover faster."
At this time, the Bodhi tree has grown ten leaves, and two spores are germinating. It is obvious that the nearly 10 million high-quality spirit stones obtained from Kunlun Sect have given it huge benefits.
It was because of this that it rarely got angry at Zhan Nianchuan for disturbing it, but took the initiative to ask through its divine thoughts: "Do you need me to help? But this bloodline is not very pure, and the purity is even worse. Which rubbish extracted it?"
Zhan Nianchuan's face darkened, and his voice became much higher, "I extracted it, but I didn't extract it seriously."
"No wonder, I said you have the Eye of the Roe Owl, no matter what, you can't extract it into this state, it seems that they don't have a good relationship with you." Bodhi tree smiled awkwardly.
"It's okay, this kid is quite to my taste, let's see how they perform in the future. I don't have enough mana now, you can help to extract it at will." Zhan Nianchuan signaled Jiao Mingyu to put the blood clot into the Hunyuan Bowl. Then threw in more than ten spiritual medicines.
Jiao Mingyu on the side was about to stare out of his eyes when he saw this, and his heart was pounding.
With his eyesight and knowledge, he could barely identify that one or two of the spiritual medicines were precious third-level spiritual plants, and the spiritual power emitted by the rest of the spiritual medicines was not inferior to them. There were also two plants with strong medicinal fragrance, which made him feel refreshed as soon as he smelled them.
There is no doubt that these must be extremely rare and precious spiritual plants, at least fourth-level.
Although the value of so many plants is not as good as his own Wannian Zhilan, in terms of the benefits to Jing'er, it is probably greater than ten Wannian Zhilan!
After all, Wannian Zhilan only improves cultivation, but purifying and changing blood is the benefit that accompanies Jing'er throughout his life!
When he thought of this, he wanted to kneel down and lick the soil at the bottom of Zhan Nianchuan's feet.
And Bodhi Tree saw that there were no fifth-level spiritual plants among them, so he knew it in his heart.
This little guy has not yet reached the circle of Zhan Nianchuan's core friends.
As a ball of fire flew out from Zhan Nianchuan's fingertips, the blood group instantly boiled, and rolling heat waves swept out, mixed with rich grass and wood fragrance.
Even if Jiao Mingyu and Jiao Jing wanted to see what was going on, they had to retreat again and again, their hearts were simply horrified to the extreme.
What kind of flame is this? I'm afraid the infant fire of a powerful demon infant realm master is no more than this.
At the same time, the Hunyuan Bowl was also shining brightly under the drive of the Bodhi tree, and the countless mysterious runes on it were constantly flowing like stars in the sky, and began to refine the essence of the blood.
A quarter of an hour later, the blood clot had shrunk by 20% again, and a phantom of a dragon could be vaguely seen hovering and roaring above the blood.
The boiling blood exuded a strong bloody smell, which attracted the blood in Jiao Mingyu and Jiao Jing's bodies dozens of feet away to resonate constantly. They instinctively wanted to devour and refine it into their bodies, and they couldn't help but take several steps forward under the scorching heat.
"Almost."
Zhan Nianchuan spoke lightly, and then took his own mana and most of the firepower of the Red Lotus Black Gold Fire into his body.
"This purity is not bad. If it is refined for another quarter of an hour, it can be 10% or 20% higher." Bodhi tree felt a little sorry, and then retracted all the Buddha power.
Feeling the terrifying high temperature disappear, Jiao Jing and Jiao Mingyu walked quickly to the Hunyuan Bowl.
"Senior, can this blood be infused into grandpa's body?" Jiao Jing looked at Zhan Nianchuan with hope.
Jiao Mingyu bowed deeply to Zhan Nianchuan, then grabbed Jiao Jing's neck and lifted his thin body up, "Infuse it! Get in!"
Blood splashed, and Jiao Jing's whole body fell into the boiling blood essence.
His face twisted instantly.
The endless blood power was like thousands of steel needles piercing his whole body at the same time, causing him to blacken his eyes in pain, and he almost fainted in the Hunyuan Bowl.
However, he subconsciously knew that this was an extremely precious opportunity, so he persisted desperately, and at the same time, he operated the magic formula to absorb the abundant blood essence and spiritual medicine power in the boiling blood.
Zhan Nianchuan lowered his eyes and stared at the Hunyuan Bowl, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and his hands waved from time to time to play the magic formula, controlling Jiao Jing's body to float in the Hunyuan Bowl, helping him to absorb the power of the true spirit blood and abundant medicine, while also slowly tempering his root bone blood.
An hour later.
The blood in the Hunyuan Bowl had turned slightly light brown, and only a few residues of the spiritual medicine inside were left.
The biggest change was Jiao Jing, who was still coiled in it to refine the blood power and medicine power in his body. At this time, his whole body was white, faintly emitting a jade-like luster, and his body was much thicker and taller, and the scars on his body before had completely disappeared.
If he walked out at this time, any demon beast would be amazed to see him, thinking that he was most likely a pure-blooded dragon.
"Well, he has refined the power of his blood and a large amount of medicinal power, and after being tempered and purified by Master Shu and I, his root bones and blood are comparable to a real pure-blooded dragon."
Zhan Nianchuan spoke calmly, with a look of exhaustion on his face, and then threw a pill to Jiao Mingyu, "This pill can help you expel some toxins. Take it first, and wait until you two recover." From now on, head to Poison Abyss Sea immediately.”
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life and rebuilding your life." Jiao Mingyu held the elixir in his paws and hit his head heavily on the ground.
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Stroll out of the formation.
The sky is blue and high, with white clouds slowly changing shapes. The sea in front of you is deep blue and boundless, and the waves gently beat against the rocks on the shore, making a roaring sound.
The air is moist and slightly salty.
Zhan Nianchuan was silent as he watched the waves surge onto the beach and then recede.
After a long time.
Bodhi Tree's long voice sounded, "If you have anything to say, just ask."
"Master Shu, why didn't you tell me that it was an ancient bloodline? And what's going on with my bloodline?" Zhan Nianchuan asked bluntly.
"The reason is very simple. Your demon bloodline is too powerful and pure. If I had told you earlier, I would be afraid that you would take shortcuts and only practice demon skills. No matter how strong you are, the height you can reach in the future will be limited. "
The Bodhi Tree sighed leisurely, and then explained: "Your bloodline is an ancient bloodline, which is extremely pure and does not need to be refined at all. That's why you can advance so quickly by practicing the demon clan skills."
"So, where did my bloodline come from?"
"This... it must be an atavism. You kid is lucky." The Bodhi Tree hesitated for a moment and guessed with some uncertainty.
Zhan Nianchuan was silent for a moment, casting his deep gaze towards the horizon.
"I hope so."
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