233. The daily life of Taoist Master Chu, a madman in refining medicine

Style: Science Author: General Ying YangWords: 1987Update Time: 24/01/12 20:22:02
Medicine man?

Before Ryoma and Monkey could react, they were controlled by invisible forces and levitated, at least four or five feet above the ground. The two people, oh, it should be two animals, were held together as if by an invisible big handbag. Neither up nor down, the posture is ugly and very funny.

At this time, a strong light rushed over, and Long Ma's sea of ​​consciousness was forcibly broken open. The secrets of that body were read over and over by Chu Feng in a short period of time.

Observing a monk's consciousness is no different from stripping a beautiful woman naked at night and lighting a candle to look at her.

Undoubtedly, the consequences of doing so would be very "serious". Long Ma ran away on the spot, glaring at Chu Feng with a pair of eyes as big as lanterns. At this time, he was extremely angry. Not to mention the Holy King, the Great Sage, even the Great Emperor dared scold! Who calls him wild?

"Old immortal, old ****, old bastard, what do you want to do?"

The monkeys floating on one side were shocked, thinking that Brother Ma was still as fierce as ever. Even a holy king like the Taoist would scold him at will, and he would scold him so unpleasantly. (At this time, the monkey still doesn’t know that Chu Feng has been promoted to the Great Sage.)

"old**"

A cold light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. This horse spirit is becoming more and more courageous. What kind of emperor's exclusive mount has offended this Taoist priest and turned you, a horse spirit who knows nothing about the world, into a ball of flattery.

With the recent surge in cultivation, Chu Feng's shape-shifting ability, although not as good as the Seventy-two Transformations, is not far behind. It is not impossible to turn a solid into a gas.

Perhaps feeling the coldness in Chu Feng's eyes, Long Ma's arrogance calmed down a little.

Chu Feng glanced at Long Ma lightly, and guided the probing power to explore Long Ma's sea of ​​consciousness, enter the sea of ​​suffering and the spring of life, go around in a circle, and enter every position of the body, not sparing every inch of muscle. It even caused many blood drops to emerge from Ryoma's body and float in the air, forming a bloody spider web.

"Stinky... Stinky Taoist priest, what are you doing to me? Why are there so many blood beads!"

The dragon and horse were frightened and angry, biting and struggling desperately. No doubt he was afraid that Chu Feng would kill him, if he knew how Chu Feng treated a kind-hearted sow before. He must risk his life to escape. Taoist Master Chu started researching, but his relatives refused to recognize him.

As a Taoist priest who works seriously, Chu Feng looked serious and devoted. After a while, his forehead actually lit up with a faint blue light, and he continued to absorb blood drops, as if he was checking something. After a while, Then he said calmly: "There is indeed a small amount of dragon blood."

"Dragon Blood"

The monkey who was also controlled looked at the dragon horse in astonishment. Between heaven and earth, and in the universe, the dragon was the most respected. The dragon horse in front of him actually had a small amount of dragon blood, which was beyond his expectation.

"My name is Longma. What's the big deal if you have some dragon blood? Hey, stinking Taoist, let me go immediately. I forgive you for the offence."

Ryoma, who thought he had figured out the situation, said carelessly.

In fact, this is Chu Feng confirming his guess. You must know that in ancient China, the relationship between dragons and horses was very close. The dragon's head resembles a horse, and part of its body is also taken from a horse's body. The ancients believed that dragons and horses can transform into each other. There is a saying in "The Rites of Zhou" that a horse over eight feet tall is a dragon. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" says: "The horse becomes the dragon spirit", that is to say, the dragon becomes the spirit and becomes the horse.

In the Xianxia world of Zhetian, where there is no true dragon bloodline, but thin bloodlines are everywhere, based on this creature that was born and raised and related to dragons, combined with the method of refining the evolutionary fluid of mythical beasts, we can derive the pure bloodline and avenue fragments of the true dragon. , it’s not impossible.

What's more, there are other similar bloodlines that can be used as reference. Thinking of this, Chu Feng couldn't help but take away what he needed from Long Ma's body, blood essence, bone marrow, horse tendons, part of the inner elixir... take it Come and study.

The whole process made Long Ma cry for father and mother, rolling on the floor and yelling curses. Even if Chu Feng told him that once the experiment was successful, it would be useless for him to become a dragon, he just kept scolding him endlessly.

What kind of old man stuffed with black maggots, what kind of thousand-year-old miscellaneous hair, what kind of ten thousand-year-old turtle, it is obvious that Long Ma regarded Chu Feng as that kind of perverted old monk who had been practicing for many years, but turned into a young man, and had an abnormal heart. .

Seeing that the persuasion had no effect, Chu Feng was too lazy to say anything and started working on it silently. When he got what he wanted, Chu Feng threw the dragon horse down and took it back to continue studying. It gives the impression that he is an alchemy lunatic, as if the Chu Feng from the beginning is back.

With a moderate sound of the door closing, Long Ma gnashed his teeth and cursed again. After cursing for a long time, seeing that it had hurt Chu Feng even a hair, Long Ma gave up wasting his saliva, turned into a human form, and secretly said to Chu Feng. Climb outside. As a result, slower than a snail.

It took half an hour to climb more than a dozen steps and was still in the yard.

There was no way, Chu Feng had caused too much damage to him just now, just like, in myths and legends, Nezha had taken out the dragon tendons of the third prince of the Dragon King in the East China Sea. If he hadn't used a little spiritual energy to make up for it, Long Ma would have already Bye.

Because the injury was too severe and too weak, Ryoma couldn't stand up now. He could only turn into a human and slowly crawl on the ground.

"Brother Ryoma, stop crawling!"

The monkey, still suspended in the air, looked at the pitiful Ryoma with sympathy. Not long ago, Ryoma was still a strong man who had the spirit of a dragon and played with the Dragon Nine Layers like a chicken.

"well"

Long Ma sighed heavily. At this moment, he completely understood that Chu Feng had no good intentions from the beginning when he took him away in the Immortal Land. During this period, he just didn't have his hands free.

In order to save his life, Long Ma didn't even raise his head. He dug his hands on the ground and crawled forward awkwardly. Fortunately, Chu Feng didn't come out to stop him. Long Ma climbed smoothly. It didn't take long before he climbed to the threshold of the gate and took a rest. a while.

After a period of adjusting his breath, his pale face became slightly better-looking. Ryoma set off again, put his hands on the threshold, and walked slowly over.

At this moment, Ryoma found that his body was dragged back by the invisible force. Little by little, his lower body, chest, neck, head, two hands holding the threshold tightly, and finally, a finger, that kind of... The feeling of falling into the hands of the devil made him very frightened.

"Help, I won't go back, I won't go back, who will save me! The old bastard is crazy!"

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, all resistance is in vain. As the last finger disappears, the door slams shut, and everything returns to silence.