Xuanyin Goddess, an extremely noble natural deity, controls Xuanyin's divine power and is listed in the heavenly books.
"It turns out that you are the descendant of Xuanyin Goddess with divine blood." The commoner man hesitated rarely. After thinking for a few breaths, he collected the thirty drops of divine blood. "No wonder I didn't detect the divine power of Xuanyin in your soul." , only descendants of divine blood can hide the original blood source in the true spirit, and no living thing can detect it."
When the gap in cultivation is too large, the soul can be spied on clearly, but the true spirit is the only forbidden place for living beings. Except for those who are truly powerful in creation, no one can understand the mystery of the true spirit.
The soul collapses, the true spirit does not perish, and the lower realm is reincarnated. This is the ultimate principle between heaven and earth.
When Ji Yuenian saw that he had put away Xuanyin's divine blood, he knew that it was done. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Lord."
"It's okay. This Xuanyin divine blood is very precious. It has exceeded the value of fifty drops of true dragon's blood." The old man in cloth clothes took out an ordinary jade bottle and handed it to Ji Yuenian. "Some time ago, I peeled off a black man who is neither a dragon nor a dragon, and there are seventy drops of pure North Sea true dragon blood in it, which is very fresh."
Ji Yuenian took the jade bottle, but he thought of the black dragon crossing the realm of yin and yang. He looked a little strange and said, "I dare to ask the spirit, that thing that is neither dragon nor dragon is now..."
"I had already drained the blood of that guy, sucked the marrow, and swallowed him alive." The old man in cloth raised his lips as if he was reminiscing, "Look, these are the bones of that black guy."
After saying this, he reached out and grabbed it, and a pile of pale bones flew out from the corner of the cave. Under the urging of his thoughts, he barely pieced together a palm-sized dragon.
Ji Yuenian glanced at the pile of broken bones and said, "This dragon is entangled in karma and deserves this retribution."
After saying this, he gently turned sideways, stretched out his sleeves and robe, and handed the jade bottle directly to Ji Qingchan behind him.
Ji Qingchan took the jade bottle and held it tightly in her hand under the cover of the dark robe.
There are only about a hundred drops of true blood for a living creature, which varies slightly depending on the bloodline. Although Ji Yuenian is a descendant of Xuanyin Goddess, his Xuanyin bloodline is not too strong, with only more than seventy drops at most. That’s all.
Ji Qingchan had Su Hui's thoughts, so he naturally knew how precious these thirty drops of Xuanyin's divine blood were. Now that his mind was surging, his perception of Ji Yuenian's place became more complicated.
Ji Yuenian didn't care about Ji Qingchan's thoughts. He just cupped his hands towards the old man in cloth clothes and wanted to turn around and leave.
The old man in cloth clothes sat back on the edge of the stone platform again, with his back to Ji Yuenian. While picking up the pale bones of the dragon, he said: "The Sanshen in the realm of the shrine, but I have the blood of the Xuanyin god. How about I give you a hexagram for your advantage?"
Ji Yuenian stopped in front of the rough stone steps at the entrance of the cave.
The old man in cloth clothes turned his head sideways at the edge of the stone platform and said with a smile: "The water in the pond is trapped, and the swamp is dried up. This is an extremely evil and evil hexagram. I'm afraid you will never be able to return to where you came from."
Ji Yuenian was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you, Shang Ling."
After walking out of the rock cave, the woman in the skirt was standing here waiting quietly. When she saw Ji Yuenian coming out, she smiled and said, "Follow me out of the battle."
Ji Qingchan was covered in a large black robe and hung behind Ji Yuenian. He suddenly stopped and said, "The ominous omen is getting stronger. We can't get out of this formation."
The woman in the skirt turned around and looked at the dark shadow under Ji Qingchan's burqa, with an unchanging smile on her face: "The Lord has taken a rest and will not admit any guests."
Ji Qingchan felt slightly cold and looked towards Ji Yuenian.
Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly and said: "Even a fisherman doesn't want to get into trouble for nothing. If this formation can protect me for a while, how can it protect me for the rest of my life?"
Arriving at the edge of the formation, Ji Yuenian did not hesitate and walked straight out.
Ji Qingchan followed closely and left the formation. When his footsteps really fell, he realized that the sky was already bright outside the formation. The golden and red sun hung high in the sky, spreading the hot and blazing sunlight unbridled.
Ji Yuenian turned his head slightly, and what he saw was the boundless North Sea curtain. He said with a slightly cold tone: "The mountain range of the fisherman has disappeared."
Ji Qingchan seemed to have known about this for a long time, and never looked back from the beginning to the end. She stretched out her white and delicate onion-cut jade fingers under the black robe, grabbed Ji Yuenian's sleeves, and whispered: "And Ten breaths.”
"Ten breaths?"
Ji Yuenian was a little confused, but the next moment, a terrible sense of crisis surged deep in his heart!
Ji Qingchan grabbed Ji Yuenian's brocade sleeve robe, and her voice became lower: "Seven breaths."
boom!
Ji Yuenian's expression was cold, and even his soul was trembling a little.
There is an extremely terrifying creature, full of murderous intent, crossing endless distances, and coming from afar towards here.
At the end of the vast sky in the far east, a large expanse of void tore apart silently. Although the distance was very far away, Ji Qingchan immediately sensed the danger and grabbed the brocade sleeve robe in her hand. It got tighter: "Far east, five breaths."
Ji Yuenian's pupils were ignited with dark psychic karma fire and blazing red hole fire, looking towards the place where the void collapsed.
boom!
In the sky in the far east, there was an extremely terrifying and tyrannical force coming. In Ji Yuenian's reaction, the wall collapsed like the sky and the earth were cracking, and the unimaginable pressure swept over, even if they were separated by endless distances. Ji Yuenian's soul was trembling.
Under the shadow of the black robe, Ji Qingchan gently closed her eyes and murmured: "Three breaths."
The thoughts in Ji Yuenian's heart were racing wildly, and his mind had reached its limit.
Inadvertently, his eyes swept across the endless North Sea curtain not far away.
The water curtain isolates the Beihai realm from the Beiju Luzhou land realm, making it impossible for any living creature to pass through.
Except for the true dragon bloodline of Beihai Dragon Palace!
Ji Yuenian's eyes were cold, and he grabbed Ji Qingchan's slender, white little hand. A blazing white sword light flashed between his fingers, and instantly cut a deep wound on her wrist.
Just when she was walking among the fishermen, Ji Qingchan had already refined the seventy drops of the North Sea True Dragon's blood into her blood.
The blood flowed like a stream, and under the twisting of the snow-white sword light, the bright red blood turned into a blood mist that filled the sky, wrapping Ji Yuenian and Ji Qingchan in it.
Ji Qingchan endured the corrosive pain caused by the falling snow sword light, opened her eyes, and whispered: "One breath."
The mysterious mysterious light twined and twisted, and Ji Yuenian and Ji Qingchan turned into fine dust, mixed with the blood mist, passed through the North Sea curtain, and fell into the North Sea.
Thirty-six ways of transformation!
boom!
The next moment, a deafening loud noise spread throughout the world!
Countless creatures in the Weiyuan Realm are looking towards the extreme east, and even the Abyss Realm on the edge of the North Sea is trembling crazily!
As the fairy light surged, a handsome young man wearing a golden robe with a cold expression tore open cracks in the sky one after another, and stepped down from the sky!
Taiyi True Immortal who descended from Xuanhaitian!
