"Witch's blood...what is that?" Cen Yun's face was full of confusion, and he felt more and more confused that he didn't understand.
Elder Zhi Ming raised his right hand, placed it between Cen Yun's eyebrows, drew out a drop of round and thick blood, and rolled it on his fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, Elder Zhiming took out a cup of foul-smelling black water and threw the blood from his fingertips into it. A strange scene happened.
The moment the blood merged into the black water, the whole cup of black water began to boil, and merged with the blood and quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a cup of extremely bright red liquid.
"This is the evil water of death, which is enough to kill a golden elixir-level monster with five hundred years of Taoism. However, the blood of witches can fuse it and turn it into a body of water that is harmless to humans. This is the function of the blood of witches. It is also an irreplaceable neutralizer in alchemy, for example..."
As he spoke, Elder Zhiming put some strange soil, metal, sawdust and other miscellaneous things into the red liquid in the cup, and threw them into the purple-black flames under the golden alchemy furnace to bake.
As time went by, the intense high temperature kneaded everything together and turned it into a colorful mixed pill without any rejection or explosion.
This was the first time that Cen Yun realized that his blood had such a magical effect. He always thought that he was not afraid of demon poison because he had eaten too many poisons since he was a child. No wonder Cen Yuan didn't let him tell him.
Thinking of this, Cen Yun couldn't help but take a breath, because he was not from Youshui Village, but an abandoned baby picked up from outside. Since he had the "blood of witches" mentioned by Elder Zhiming, then his What is the true life experience...
Elder Zhi Ming took out the miscellaneous pills from the cup, his eyes flashed with excitement, and said: "As long as you have this witch's blood, you can refine the magical medicine that even the ancestors have not successfully refined. Then it will be in the Forbidden Valley of Death." The fierce beast broke free from the seal and was not afraid at all. This must be Old Witch Zhu’s intention!”
"Is that really the case..."
The faces of Wu Zhu and Cen Yuan could not help but appear in front of Cen Yun's eyes, and then he thought of Wu Tian and Su Yi. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I can give you as much Wu's blood as you want, but I have one request."
"Tell me." Elder Zhi Ming seemed to have guessed Cen Yun's thoughts, with a thick smile on his face.
Cen Yun took a deep breath, with strong murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "I want to avenge Senior Brother Su!"
"This is not difficult. I can accept you as my direct disciple and let Liu Huang help you practice." Elder Zhiming's smile did not diminish.
Cen Yun was stunned for a moment. It was not uncommon for the elders in Fengqi Mountain to accept disciples, but there were also ordinary and direct disciples among them.
Ordinary disciples are the servants of the medicine garden and sword pool, and are responsible for helping the elders take care of the medicine field and forging spiritual weapons.
A direct disciple is considered to have entered the inner sect. He only needs to devote himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, and can also receive personal guidance from the elders. It can be said to be the dream of all outer sect disciples, let alone the direct disciple of the great elder. Cen Yun simply cannot even think about it. think.
"How about it, aren't you willing?" Elder Zhiming asked with a smile.
Without saying a word, Cen Yun immediately kowtowed and said, "Master, please bow to me, my disciple!"
"Hahaha, okay, okay!" Elder Zhi Ming burst out laughing heartily, waving his hands and saying: "Get up, from today on, you are my seventh disciple of Zhi Ming, and also the last disciple to close the door, Liu Huang, you You need to support him well and help him cultivate."
"Disciple understands!" Liu Huang smiled slightly.
Cen Yun knew very well that what Elder Zhi Ming said was more about surveillance, but he didn't care. As long as he could help Su Yi get revenge, he would bear any price.
Elder Zhiming raised his right hand and put it between his eyebrows again. The blood instantly turned into a blood-red thread and was drawn out, flowing into a small jade bottle as big as a palm. He stopped after filling it.
Cen Yun felt dizzy for a while, his body shook and was supported by Liu Huang, and he asked worriedly: "Junior Brother Cen, are you okay?"
Cen Yun's face turned pale. It was impossible to say that he was fine, but he had to force himself to stay calm now. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying: "It doesn't matter."
"Take him down to rest first." Elder Zhiming waved his hand.
"Yes." Liu Huang responded, leading Cen Yun out of the alchemy room and towards the southeast of the alchemy pavilion.
About a quarter of an hour later, Cen Yun came to a quiet and secluded place in the green bamboo forest. At this time, his complexion had recovered to some extent.
Liu Huang pointed to a row of caves in the bamboo forest in front of him. There were as many as six, and said: "Ahead is the quiet residence where Master opened the caves for us. There are restrictions around it. Remember this set of formulas. , you can enter and exit this place.”
Then he was taught a set of formulas for entering and exiting a quiet residence, and led Cen Yun to a cave.
"This cave will be yours from now on. This thing is the key to entering and exiting the cave. You can have a good rest. I will come to see you again tomorrow morning." After saying that, Liu Huang threw a jade slip over and turned to leave.
Cen Yun poured spiritual power into the jade slip in his hand, and the jade slip immediately emitted a soft white light and floated up. When he touched the stone door of the cave in front of him, the stone door slowly moved aside.
Cen Yun took a quick look and saw that the cave was more than ten feet wide and quite open. There were more than 20 fist-sized yellow stones placed in the middle. Spiritual energy was continuously drawn from the ground, making the entire cave full of spiritual energy, but it was worse than the scabbard space. Just hundreds of times more.
Cen Yun walked into the cave and took back the jade slip. His consciousness spread outside the cave and found that it was blocked by some kind of restriction. He felt a little relieved and took out the exotic wood scabbard from the storage bag. He waved it forward and walked in. In the dark cracks.
At the same time, in the scabbard space, Cen Yun knelt on the ground and said to Yan Qing, who was sitting quietly in the colorful light screen: "Senior Yan, help me!"
"Have you finally figured it out?" Yanqing slowly opened his eyes and said his first words in half a year in a slightly joking tone.
Cen Yun gritted his teeth and said: "For revenge, I will sacrifice everything. As long as the senior is willing to help me, the junior will comply with any request of the senior without any refusal!"
"Hey, even if you are asked to kill everyone in the world and do everything that goes against your heart?" Yan Qing teased.
Cen Yun was speechless for a moment.
"Don't worry, I'm not that boring." Yanqing said calmly, "You just need to find the white-clothed immortal who sent me into this sheath."
"The Immortal in White Clothes?" Cen Yun looked puzzled.
Yanqing closed his eyes, as if trying to remember something, and said: "Actually, my memory before entering the 'Sun Hidden Sheath' is very vague. I only know that I was vaguely chased by my enemies and let an immortal in white hide here."
"It turns out this thing is called a hidden sun sheath..." Cen Yun murmured.
"The sun-hiding sheath is an ancient divine object. It has the power to house the stars, the sun and the moon, and to nurture all things. It is coveted by all the gods and demons."
Yanqing looked at him and said, "Therefore, I can't go out until you completely master this thing. I can only intervene in the outside world when necessary based on this thing. If you want to take revenge, you might as well follow the instructions of the Tongxuan cultivator first." Willing, presumably the blood in your body will be helpful to the elixir he is going to refine, and he won’t do anything to you in the short term.”
"Tongxuan cultivator...you mean master?" Cen Yun asked in confusion.
Yanqing nodded and said: "Yes, your spiritual roots are incomplete. If you want to quickly improve your cultivation, he will be a good helper for you here. Otherwise, with your current situation, even if you are given a Nascent Soul-level spiritual treasure, you will not be able to do it." He is no match for that golden elixir cultivator."
"Golden elixir cultivator...you mean Wu Tian, how is this possible!?" Cen Yun took a breath and said in disbelief.
Yan Qing muttered: "In my opinion, there is a huge secret hidden in Fengqi Mountain. He must have sacrificed all his cultivation to enter this place for this secret, so you don't have to worry too much, but if you want to seek revenge, It’s best before he gets this secret and recovers his cultivation, otherwise there will be no chance.”
Cen Yun gritted his teeth. The secret that Wu Tian wanted to get was nothing more than the Jade Pure Scripture that he had been thinking about. If it was not found in the Forbidden Valley of Death, it meant that the Jade Pure Scripture had probably been stolen by the sect. If someone takes it back, then if Wu Tian wants to get it, he can only participate in the imperial examination held by the sect every twenty years in three years.
All inner sect disciples who have reached the sixth level of Qi Control must participate in the Chaoxian Palace Examination, and those who win the palace examination will receive generous rewards from the sect and a chance to enter the land of the ancestors.
The land of the ancestors is the source of Fengqishan's inheritance, and there is likely to be something in it that Wu Tian wants to get. The only chance for him to get revenge is to try in the Chaoxian Palace three years later.
But in three years, can he really reach the ninth level of Qi refining in three years and have the strength to fight with it? This can be said to be a fantasy in any case, right?
Yanqing waved his right hand, and countless golden characters instantly appeared in the space. Each character was written fiercely and fiercely, and was filled with a strong killing spirit.
"This is the first-level cultivation method of Condensing Sword Technique. If you can master it, it will definitely be helpful to you in the future." Yanqing added, "But remember, this technique focuses on cultivating sword essence. If you are not determined, If you are strong, you will be counterattacked by this technique and become a demon that is hopeless. Whether you practice it or not, it all depends on you."
"I said I must make Wu Tian pay the price, I will practice this mental method!" Cen Yun made up his mind and began to understand the first level of the Ningjian Jue.
There are two ways to practice the Condensing Sword Technique. The first is to absorb the killing energy through killing and condensing the sword essence. The second is to absorb the violent things through the war between Jin mortals. Although the source of the latter is not as fast as the first one, But the advantage is stability and no need to bleed.
But even so, the murderous aura emanating from the golden characters still made every muscle and vein in his body feel like it was being cut by a knife. With the pain of this knife cutting continuously, Cen Yun broke into a cold sweat and gritted his teeth. My mind is almost losing consciousness.
But he knew that he couldn't give up. If he gave up at this time, not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, but he would also suffer backlash and severely weaken his vitality. Now that he had made a choice, whether it was a mountain of swords or a sea of fire, he had the only way forward!
