A few days passed, and when everything settled down, Wu Qingfei asked Wen Yulong to borrow the plasma pool. As the emperor expected, Wen Yulong hesitated for a moment, but he agreed and agreed to it for an hour. Wu Qingfei had already found out clearly that one hour of immersion in the plasma pool was more than enough, and any longer would be harmful. He thanked Wen Yulong with his hand, noted his favor, and would repay him in the future.
Wen Yulong also had his own considerations. The emperor moved to Cold Spring Valley and did not allow him to refuse. Many powerful people flooded into Cold Spring Valley at once. People's hearts were wandering and his power was bound to be diluted. It would no longer be possible to arbitrate the world behind closed doors as before. . The emperor's concubine settled in Cold Spring Valley first, which was a gesture of goodwill from the emperor. It was like stirring the water before going into the water to test the heat and coolness, so as not to cause sudden changes. Wen Yulong was able to figure out the taste.
He had already inquired about Wu Qingfei's origins. Although he was one of the "18/Big Leaders" of Lianyun Village, he had always been suppressed by Wu Daochi and could not get ahead. Now, taking advantage of the defeat of the Northern Expedition, he decisively changed his family. Turning to the emperor and asking for the job of escorting the emperor's concubine, it was clear that Jane was in the emperor's heart. Although the blood pool was important, it was not convenient to refuse her.
Since he agreed to Wu Qingfei's promise, he would just do his best. The next morning, after Wu Qingfei got up, Wen Yulong personally accompanied him to the plasma pool.
The plasma pool is located in the heart of the mountain deep in the Cold Spring Valley. It is heavily guarded and the blood and gas restrictions are not leaked. Wen Yulong casually pushed aside the restriction and led Wu Qingfei through a long and narrow mountain crevice. The mountain was hollow, the chill was biting, and the darkness under his feet was bottomless. A ray of skylight fell from the top of the mountain, as narrow as a sword. The two of them spiraled down the slippery plank road and went more than a hundred feet underground. They saw blood rising thickly. It was pure and rich. Inhaling a small amount can be worth several days of practice.
Wen Yulong stopped and reached out sideways to indicate that he would be sent here, and then Wu Qingfei went to the plasma pool alone. Wu Qingfei thanked his master and walked forward step by step with a shy belly. Wen Yulong had to cling to the cliff and tuck in his belly and chest to avoid colliding with him.
Wu Qingfei was a little embarrassed when he was so close and passed by. He muttered a few words of apology. For the first time in his life, he felt that his fat body was getting in the way. Wen Yulong's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he waved his hands to show that he didn't care, but he had some doubts in his heart. The master of the world of confusion cultivates blood and energy, tempers his body in this world, and it is not difficult to turn fat into strong. Why does Wu Qingfei still have a lot of fat? Meat? Could it be related to the blood energy magical power he practiced?
Wu Qingfei said goodbye to Wen Yulong and continued to descend alone along the plank road. The belly of the mountain gradually closed in, and the blood became stronger and stronger, so strong that he could not open his eyelids. He felt drowsy as if he was drunk. He stretched out his hand and pinched the tiger's mouth, pressing his tongue against the roof of his mouth, forcing himself to stay awake. It is said that the plasma pool is connected to the origin of blood and energy in this world, which is a great opportunity and a great threat. Once he cannot control his mind and loses consciousness, he will never be able to control his mind again. Can't return to this world.
The plank road finally reached the end, and there was a pool of water with a radius of more than ten feet. The blood was boiling and gurgling like a pot of sticky syrup. No longer able to awaken his mind by pinching the tiger's mouth, Wu Qingfei bit the tip of his tongue tightly, using the severe pain to protect the clarity in his heart. He did not hesitate to immerse himself in the plasma pool, opening his 3,600 pores, and continuously absorbing the source of blood.
Wen Yulong promised him an hour, but in fact he overestimated him. After just one stick of incense, Wu Qingfei felt that his skin and flesh were full, his body had swelled, and his skin was tight and thin. With one stroke, flesh and blood will surge out. He thought vaguely, has he reached his limit so soon? What a shame! No, even if it’s to save face, we have to hold on for a while!
Wu Qingfei took a deep breath, and his joints crackled wildly, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily. He opened the closed "blood eyes" in his body one by one, and the blood essence poured into them one by one.
On the plank road, Wen Yulong closed his eyes and rested, and listened. From the moment Wu Qingfei was immersed in the plasma pool, he counted silently in his heart. When the sound of joints reached his ears, his expression moved slightly. He is well-informed and has heard of most of the various methods of cultivating blood energy in this world. Wu Qingfei followed an extremely unpopular path called "Blood Eyes". This method is twice the result with half the effort, and progress is extremely slow. The practitioners endure hardships, dig out "blood eyes" in their bodies, and polish them day and night. When they are perfected, one "blood eye" can store the blood of an ordinary master.
How many "bloody eyes" did Wu Qingfei dig? Wen Yulong has only heard of its name, but has never seen "Blood Eyes" with his own eyes, so there is no way to speculate. After more than half an hour, Wu Qing was fat and muddy.
Terrified, his consciousness was only a hair away from sinking. He was alarmed in his heart, and jumped out with all his strength. He threw himself on the plank road with a "crash", gasping for air. His whole body was wet, and the blood was swirling around like a whirlwind. He kept spinning and slapping his body hard.
Wu Qingfei couldn't take a breath and climbed up the plank road with his hands and feet, like a stranded fish, climbing three steps and sliding one step, which made him feel as embarrassed as he wanted. After struggling to climb for more than ten steps, Wu Qingfei was exhausted and lay down on the plank road. He kicked his feet helplessly, moved his buttocks, and moved up inch by inch.
The plasma pool refused to let him go, and the blood was steaming like thick tentacles, tightly entangled, trying to drag him into the water again. Wu Qingfei opened his mouth to ask for help from Wen Yulong, but his throat was choked by blood and he couldn't make a sound. He felt regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have been so greedy and got a huge advantage. If he had stopped and escaped earlier, he wouldn't have been able to make a sound. to fall into such an embarrassing situation.
There was no regret medicine to take, Wu Qingfei had to fight against the counterattack of the plasma pool alone, struggling desperately. Just at the critical moment, there was a sudden pain in the back of his head, and the last "blood eye" that had not been polished suddenly opened, sweeping away all the blood. . Wu Qingfei's whole body lightened up, like a bird breaking through a net or a tiger jumping out of a trap. He rolled up and got up. He didn't know where he got the strength from, and he ran all the way, running away from the plasma pool in a hurry.
With the shackles of flesh and blood far behind him, Wu Qingfei stopped, calmed down, and sat down on the plank road in shock. He wiped his face with both hands and shook off the cold sweat. Greed is not enough, he overestimated himself and left no room for it. However, luck favored him this time. Finally, there was no danger. Wu Qingfei never expected that this attack on "Blood Eyes" would end in the end. The bottleneck was so dangerous that almost all efforts were wasted.
Wu Qingfei comforted himself and quickly returned to normal. He stood up unsteadily, smoothed the wrinkles in his clothes, cheered up, and walked back along the plank road step by step. At first he was a little top-heavy and his steps staggered, but soon he was walking fast and steady, settling down silently. In no time, he saw the figure of Wen Yulong.
