The Winged Dragon Beast stood on Yang Feng's shoulder at some point, looking at an emerald green Sword Intention Grass in the palm of Yang Feng's right hand.
"Then you mean that Gu Ling lied to me?"
Hearing Winged Dragon Beast say that his approach still couldn't make the Sword Intent Grass fully grow, and he felt a little irritated for no reason.
"The bloodline, nourished by the power of the bloodline, and assisted by the Destruction Sword Intent, the Sword Intent Grass will surely mature in three days."
Yang Feng was no stranger to blood, because he had just passed the test of the King of the Other Side not long ago, and with the help of the King of the Other Side, he activated the power of blood in his body.
"Boy, you can ask her to help you."
The pterodactyl beast's eyes turned to Shen Shuyu, making Shen Shuyu look shy.
"Ah! What's going on with Winged Dragonmon? You can't even bear to take advantage of someone else's girl?"
This guy is also shameless.
All the words of Winged Dragon Beast were listened to by Shen Shuyu.
"Brother Yang, it's okay. If you need blood, you can tell me. You're welcome."
Yang Fengneng glanced at the pterodactyl beast and looked at Shen Shuyu, who was still a little pale, and felt a little unbearable.
"Lyrus, it's okay, my bloodline can solve it."
"Boy Yang, the dragon beside you is right. Your bloodline from the other side is indeed not bad, but with the holy blood of Lyrics, your Sword Intent Grass will mature faster."
Holy blood is holy blood.
"Old man, didn't you say before that you wanted me to protect this woman? Why are you bleeding her now?"
Seeing that there was no blood on the other person's face, Yang Feng really couldn't bear to bleed him.
"Hey! You can't do nothing to protect the holy blood, right?"
Canxian felt that Yang Feng was really a stupid person with a dull head, and the holy blood was like a medicine in the Star Territory!
If you want to refine a top-quality elixir, the holy blood cannot escape.
When Yang Feng arrived, he didn't even know how to use the holy blood by his side.
"Old man, I'm talking about the holy blood. What's so mysterious about the origin of this lyric's bloodline?"
The word "holy blood" had never been heard from Canxian's mouth once since he rescued Shen Shuyu.
"Holy blood, bloodline of saints. In the Star Territory, holy blood is a bloodline blessed by saints. If a mortal drinks a sip of holy blood, his life span can be extended by thirty years.
Immortal cultivators, if they take the holy blood day and night, they can improve their understanding and nourish their spiritual roots. If they can swallow the holy blood in physical cultivation, the holy will will be generated in their bodies. In the future, their bodies will be sanctified, and they will get twice the result with half the effort. "
Hearing Canxian's explanation of the holy blood, even Yang Feng couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.
Yang Feng thought of his mother for the first time, but also thought of Shen Shuyu's pitiful experience. He didn't want to take advantage of her.
He, Yang Feng, had never been a person who wanted to repay a favor. He saved Shen Shuyu just because he couldn't stand it, and he didn't covet Shen Shuyu's holy blood.
"But if I do this, I, Yang Feng, will become a person who wants to repay a favor. Then what is the difference between me and those people in the arena? With the old man, I saved her just because I sympathized with her.
There is no other thought. "
Yang Feng spoke out completely, not to mention whether Shen Shuyu was willing or not, he was definitely not seeking any reward for saving Shen Shuyu, nor was he seeking the holy blood.
But act purely based on your heart.
"Young boy Yang, I am indeed right about the person. The Holy Blood and I have quite a connection back then. I asked you to protect her because of your mother's condition.
If you want to save your mother in the future, the blood of the saints is the key, so protect this woman. "
After he revealed the value of Shen Shuyu's bloodline, Yang Feng would show his crazy side. In the eyes of the powerful people in the star field, the holy blood is the "living miracle medicine".
"Well, don't worry."
After speaking, Yang Feng cut his wrist with sword energy, and the blood from the other side dripped down his wrist and into the palm of Yang Feng's other hand.
To be precise, it dripped onto the Jianyi grass.
Blood is like a source of water.
This caused Jianyicao to emit a more dazzling green light.
Shen Shuyu watched Yang Feng cut his own wrist, and followed suit, cutting his own wrist and dripping the holy blood onto the Sword Intent Grass.
"Lyric you, your body has not recovered yet, you..."
"Brother Yang, I'm fine. I'm happy to be able to help you. At least I'm still useful."
Why! Yang Feng sighed, this girl is good at everything, but she is too stupid. Why is she helping a strange man like this?
Besides, this is holy blood! It is a sacred object that many people in the outside world are crazy about.
"Don't do this next time."
Yang Feng touched the other party's head.
Shen Shuyu blushed and pressed her head down, feeling embarrassed to look at Yang Feng.
The holy blood dripped onto the Sword Intent Grass, and the Sword Intent Grass seemed to be sublimated, giving birth to a layer of light gold from the original green light.
From a distance, it looks like a piece of gold in Yang Feng's hand.
"Golden Holy Grass?! It is indeed the holy blood that drives everyone crazy. Just a few drops have made the life level of Jianyi Grass evolve, and it is almost comparable to the dragon blood of our clan."
Holy blood, also known as the blood of saints, has a mild effect and is not as overbearing and unbearable as dragon blood.
Moreover, the holy blood can be used as a source of various medicines and can heal all injuries.
But precisely because of this, the blood of the saints is coveted by many powerful people. Once most powerful people catch the owners of the blood of the saints, they will imprison them.
Take their holy blood and use it to strengthen yourself or cultivate the power behind you.
As a result, the Holy Bloodline began to disappear in the star field at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As for Shen Shuyu's holy blood, even she herself didn't know, but she knew that her blood was special since she was a child.
It's just that she has been hiding this secret, otherwise her end may be a hundred times worse than now.
"It seems that after three days, I will understand the true meaning of transformation. It is a certainty."
Although he had never heard of the golden holy grass in the sky of Pterodactylmon, he also knew that Pterodactylmon was talking about the Sword Intent Grass in his palm.
"Well, congratulations to Brother Yang."
"Shu Yu, you should go to bed early. Brother Yang will definitely cook you a delicious meal when he realizes the Sword Intent Transformation state in two days."
Yang Feng only treated Shen Shuyu as his sister, but he didn't know about Shen Shuyu's past.
The elite of the Immortal Alliance is among the top ten on the "Alchemy List". She is even more than ten years older than Yang Feng. She had never seen any evil genius before.
There is an endless queue of people pursuing her.
But no one, including her, had ever thought of being able to cultivate sword intention to the transformation state like Yang Feng.
Because in Daxia Star, the Sword Intent Realm really only exists in legends.
Whether it’s Kongming Stone or Sword Intent Grass! These simply "don't exist".
But in just a few days, Shen Shuyu saw something that ordinary immortal cultivators would never see in their lifetime.
Even in three days, she will witness a sword cultivator who has cultivated his sword intention to the realm of transformation.
It is said that beauties love heroes, not to mention that Yang Feng also saved her. Yang Feng's excellence alone also gave him a lot of points invisibly.
"Yang Feng, what kind of person are you?"
As Shen Shuyu walked towards a bed inside, she was also thinking about Yang Feng. She had seen countless geniuses and evildoers, but this was the first time she had seen someone as capable and low-key as Yang Feng.
Yang Feng's heart is focused on his Sword Intention Grass.
I wish Jianyicao would grow up quickly. He can immediately understand the true meaning of transformation.
He had put in unimaginable efforts for this day. Thinking back to searching for the Kongming Stone, he risked death and fought against the monsters. In the third battle, if not for the physical training codenamed "Yang", ,
I'm afraid he really died under the stampede of the armored rhinoceros.
But if he could successfully comprehend the true meaning of transformation, then all this would be worth it to Yang Feng.
A night of silence.
In the inediate stage, a person can go without eating or sleeping for more than ten days without experiencing any adverse reactions.
It had only been one night, and for a person like Yang Feng who had both immortality and body cultivation, it was a piece of cake.
The next day everything was business as usual.
Shen Shuyu went out to buy some food under Yang Feng's instructions.
But since it was my first time to cook, the dishes I made were simply not suitable for human consumption.
Even she had no appetite.
Originally, Yang Feng didn't plan to eat, but Shen Shuyu handed it to him and took a few random bites, trying not to spit it out.
In this way, the day passed in peace.
The only thing that has changed is the Sword Intent Grass in the palm of Yang Feng's right hand.
The golden leaves reveal an increasingly powerful sword of destruction, and the roots are much stronger than the first day.
"Well, why can't such a gentle girl know how to cook?"
Looking at Shen Shuyu's room, Yang Feng murmured to himself.
"Young boy Yang, didn't you say you don't want her to be your wife? Why are you so picky?"
The residual immortal in the humanoid pendant was not happy when he heard Yang Feng's words. She is not your wife. Whether the food is good or not has nothing to do with Yang Feng.
He, Yang Feng, doesn’t live with others?
"Hey! Old man, you saw the appearance of the dish just now. I think even if I give it to you, you don't want to eat it, right? I still held my nose and took a few bites."
Yang Feng was the first to stand up and object. Whether the food is good or not, and whether or not she will be his wife in the future, are two completely different things, okay?
"Hey! What I said, Mr. Yang, is true. In the world of immortality, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines."
Canxian started his deception method, trying to bring Yang Feng and Shen Shuyu together.
It is a pity that Yang Feng, who was deeply influenced by Marxism, certainly could not waver so quickly.
"Tch! That's what you call a scumbag! I'm a serious Daxia person. Our Daxia planet values monogamy."
In order not to shake his heart, he directly used what he learned in politics in high school to show his sincerity to Gu Qianqian.
"Boy Yang, combining with the Holy Blood will have unimaginable benefits for your descendants."
"Stop it! First of all, Miss Shuyu's injuries haven't fully recovered yet, and you, an old man, start to take advantage of her. Do you still have any conscience?"
Canxian was immediately unhappy upon hearing this.
What does he mean by taking advantage of others' danger? What he does is called taking advantage of others' danger. That's not right! It's called being helpful.
Why did it become so miserable when it came to Yang Feng's mouth?
Besides, he was doing this for Shen Shuyu's sake. Perhaps not many people in Daxia Star knew about the bloodline of the Saints, but when he left Daxia Star and headed to the Star Territory.
If Yang Feng is not strong enough, Shen Shuyu will definitely become the target of public criticism.
If Shen Shuyu and Yang Feng were combined, the aura of the holy blood would be obscured by the blood of the other side on Yang Feng's body.
It will save a lot of trouble by then. I have to say that Canxian is really far-sighted.
