Lin Zihan, who had been shut up in the room, was restless and could not even do the most basic empathy meditation as a driver. He had no intention of continuing to explore behind closed doors.
"Why are you so impetuous?" Lu Xin pushed open Lin Zihan's door. Outside the door, Lu Xin could hear Lin Zihan stepping back and forth in the room, stepping heavily on the floor and breathing heavily.
"The driver's ability to improve his strength relies on empathy with the terminal brain. If you continue like this, even if you are a 100% adapted genius, you will only remain at the dawn level." Lu Xin said angrily, and the reason why Lu Xin was so angry , because the sound of Lin Zihan's footsteps pacing back and forth has affected Lu Xin's continued meditation on mind.
After seeing people who were far stronger than him many times, and seeing Long Jing's ability to easily use mental power and radio waves to influence people's nerves, Lu Xin even wanted to increase his physical strength and mental power. Strengtheners who strengthen their bodies and control energy naturally do not empathize with the terminal brain like controllers, but they also need time to meditate so that they will not lose themselves due to the strength of their power and then become mutated. tragedy.
"Sister Xin, I feel that there is a force in my blood that wants to break free, hitting my blood vessels again and again. Now I am so hot that I can't meditate at all." Lin Zihan's face was full of distress. This matter She didn't know the matter clearly. The most basic quality of the driver who empathizes with the terminal brain is also the means for the driver to continuously expand his or her brain capacity, improve his brain development, and enhance the brain's endurance. It is also the way for the driver and terminal brain to improve their strength. Way.
"No wonder, after all, there is mixed blood flowing in your body, it is inevitable that there will be rejection reactions." Lu Xin waved her hand. Lu Xin had considered this matter for a long time. Human organ transplants will have rejection reactions. This should also happen with direct blood exchange.
However, Lu Xin saw that Lin Zihan's body had always been normal, so he didn't care. After all, if the dragon was really as powerful as the rumors said, it might be possible to purify the blood, purify genes and antibodies,1 thereby avoiding rejection.
"What do you mean by mixed blood?" Lin Zihan finally caught an important clue during the chat and looked at Lu Xin hesitantly. When he woke up, he felt that the blood flowing in his body did not feel like his own. , it is not as powerful as dragon blood, and the numbness all over his body also shows that although he is awake, the blood is definitely not his own.
"It's nothing." Lu Xin's heart trembled, "It's just that you lost too much blood, so I gave you some blood transfusion." Lu Xin said it very lightly. After all, blood transfusion is not a high-tech or fantasy technique. Xin didn't say that all the blood in Lin Zihan's body had been drained long ago. It was the blood of Wu Kexin and Yan Bing that was absorbed, mixed with Wei Mengying's blood, that made the blood in Lin Zihan's body now.
Even with the so-called dragon blood crystal core brought by Fu Tu, which re-infused the power of dragon blood into Lin Zihan's blood, and Wu Kexin's miscellaneous subspecies blood, they could not achieve the purest dragon blood ever. .
"I should have known this even if you didn't tell me. There must be Kexin's blood in it, and probably Sister Bing's." Lin Zihan shook his head, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips. He should have thought that he would burn out After losing dragon blood and running out of human blood, his internal organs are torn apart. If he wants to survive, he must reassemble these organs like parts, and then inject blood as power so that his machine can operate.
"Actually, it's not just that, your master has also come to see you." Lu Xin thought about the appearance of the old man. His aura was completely different from that of the old man whom he had met once in the underground city. He thought if that old man really Even though he was facing his death, he still had to tell Lin Zihan.
"Master?" Lin Zihan felt a little surprised when he heard Lu Xin's words. How could Fu Tu know where he was? Could it be that he was really the Shadow Sect and had a purpose in approaching him in the first place.
"I want to see him." Lin Zihan ignored Lu Xin's obstruction and walked out of the room, walked into the elevator, skillfully pressed the button on the first floor, walked into the dim corridor, and successfully arrived at the dungeon.
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"You know everything?" Fu Tu didn't show any surprise at Lin Zihan's appearance. After all, Lin Zihan was a dragon and should be able to feel the violent killing power in his blood.
"I should have thought of it a long time ago. When I had the first resonance, I felt that I couldn't control the flow of my blood. My whole body exuded a violent, murderous and bloodthirsty aura, unabashedly flowing from every part of my body. It gushed out of his pores." Lin Zihan looked at Fu Tu's back, and he actually felt that the back was a little old. He hadn't seen Fu Tu get older in more than ten years, and now that he hadn't seen her for just over a month, Fu Tu was actually a little old.
"And the first time I saw such a violent aura was when you taught me the art of killing. At that time, you showed such a bloody aura." Lin Zihan looked at Fu Tu's back firmly and gritted his teeth. Said: "Why did you lie to me?"
"Lied to you?" Fu Tu snorted coldly, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
"I'm referring to your identity and your attitude towards me." Lin Zihan asked. This time he no longer had respect for his master, but was questioning a liar, someone he had trusted and respected for more than ten years. fraud.
"You didn't ask, right?" Fu Tu turned around. There were obvious wrinkles on his face, and the heroic spirit was gone from his eyebrows. In Lin Zihan's view, Fu Tu had really aged a lot.
"Then I'm asking now, will you tell me?" Lin Zihan looked at Fu Tu's old face and was a little moved, but his tone was still so decisive. He wanted an answer, as long as Fu Tu told him the original Being close to him is not a trap, Lin Zihan can ignore Fu Tu's identity, he is still his teacher.
"I am the Killing Shadow Sect of the Shadow Palace, the one with the deepest blood sin among the Seven Shadow Sects." Fu Tu smiled coldly, stood up slowly, and walked towards Lin Zihan step by step, "You Whatever else you want to know, I’ll tell you.”
"Why did you approach me and why did you teach me these killing techniques?" The anger in Lin Zihan's eyes receded a little. He still couldn't bear to treat this old man who had taught him a foothold in Longcheng like this.
"I wanted to go to the north to look for the Son of the Dragon, which is what you call the genetic man created by Dihao, or the dragon man. Because I knew that the body of the dragon man in the plan had not been found, I wanted to try it with a glimmer of hope. Luck." Fu Tu said as he looked at Lin Zihan, his eyes still showed the kindness of his old father.
"At that time, I was seriously injured and was plotted by others due to some strange combination of circumstances, so I planned to recuperate in Longcheng for a period of time. That's when I met you. At that time, I thought you were cute and smart. The eyebrows look a bit like mine." Fu Tu said and started to cough.
"I see that you have suffered a pity, but you are also kind. I want to teach you something so that you don't get bullied by people in this world, but I didn't initially think that you could inherit my mantle and become a killer." Fu Tu said , there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes, after all, he was the one who led Lin Zihan on this path, and it was too late to say anything now.
"But you showed amazing talent, so I had the idea of letting you inherit my position and pass on my killing skills, so I started to teach you killing skills. Later Xuanyu told me that he had I left Longcheng after finding clues about Dragon Son.
But what Xuan Yu told me was that the Son of the Dragon was in Longcheng. Then I remembered that the image between your eyebrows was not me, but the noble dragon. That was the aura of a dragon. But when I returned to Longcheng, I couldn't find you. "After Fu Tu finished speaking, he picked up the blood wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"So you really didn't know my identity back then?" Lin Zihan looked at Fu Tu, and it didn't look like he was lying. However, Xuan Yu claimed to be able to calculate everything, so he had to wonder if Fu Tu knew his identity at that time.
"I really don't know. After all, Xuan Yu has always been in charge of the Dragon Son matter. As the Star Calculator and Shadow Sect, he is responsible for this responsibility." After a glass of blood wine, Fu Tu regained his composure and looked at Lin Zi. Han's eyes also became energetic.
"So this time I have a blood exchange, does your blood exist in my body?" Lin Zihan looked at the remaining blood wine on the cup, which smelled like blood.
"No, I am protected by a dragon, how can I blaspheme the noble son of the dragon." Fu Tu looked at Lin Zihan with a sense of awe, awe of the dragon.
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After a long silence, Lin Zihan didn't know what to say, but he had no disgust or disgust with the Shadow Sect in front of him. He only felt that this was his teacher, a teacher who was inferior to him in social life, and a retarded person. old man.
"Master, thank you." Lin Zihan knelt down with a "plop~" and looked at Fu Tu with tears in his eyes. This bow brought Fu Tu back to Longcheng. In that dilapidated old building, a teenage girl Lin Zihan also knelt down in front of him with a "plop~" sound.
"What are you doing? Get up quickly. How can I, a person who has lived under the protection of a dragon for hundreds of years, bear the kneeling of a dragon?" Fu Tuna's tone was a little panicked and a little excited. Lin Zihan was still willing to recognize him. Master, he thought that after Lin Zihan knew the truth, he would stay away from his master, just like he did to Xuan Yu.
Lin Zihan didn't get up, he still knelt on the ground, and let Fu Tu come over and hold his arms. He didn't get up either, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.
"Boom~" Lin Zihan's forehead hit the ground hard, and Lin Zihan knelt down in front of Fu Tu, giving Fu Tu a break.
"Master, you will always be my master." These were Lin Zihan's inner words. On that darkest day in Lin Zihan's life, if it hadn't been for Fu Tu, perhaps Lin Zihan would have died on the streets of Longcheng. In the hands of those little gangsters.
Looking at Lin Zihan lying on the ground, Fu Tu couldn't calm down for a long time, his eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were moist, "My good disciple, get up quickly."
