"What do you think of this place?"

At this time, the East End of New York City.

Xue Linglong took Luo Feng to her private winery.

This is an underground wine cellar.

"Well, sure," Luo Feng nodded, "I need absolute silence for the next time. Apart from bringing food and drinks, I hope no one will come in and disturb me."

"I know," Xue Linglong smiled and turned to look at Amber who wanted to come in but didn't dare.

During these times, Amber has become more and more refined under the care of Xue Linglong, wearing a floral skirt, a ponytail, and a pair of beautiful red eyes that are particularly obvious, like a doll.

"Hu Bo, why don't you come in?" Luo Feng said amusedly when he saw Hu Bo standing at the door and looking straight at him.

Amber bit her lip and said angrily, "You don't like me, I hate you."

After saying that, Amber turned and ran away.

Luo Feng was confused and didn't understand what was going on.

Xue Linglong smiled bitterly and explained, "She has been calling you before, but you didn't answer."

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was because he had been really busy recently and had not paid attention to the movements of his mobile phone. Most of them were turned off, completely forgetting that Amber might call him.

"It's okay, the little girl just likes you so much. You can just coax her when the time comes."

Luo Feng said gratefully, "Sorry to trouble you, Senior Xue Linglong."

"It's not a problem for me. On the contrary, this girl Amber has added a lot of fun to my life. Okay, you can do your thing now, I won't disturb you anymore."

After watching Xue Linglong leave, Luo Feng sat beside the bed and first placed all eight Qi and Blood Pills.

"Brother Ashes, you can come out now!"

At some point on the stone staircase outside the stone gate, Hui Jin and Xie Hongxue were already standing there. They were always elusive and difficult to detect, which was the same as Yin Chen.

"Brother Ashes, how should I practice the true nature of bloodline?"

"This is a talent. Everyone has their own special way. You should feel special fluctuations when using bloodline, right?"

Luo Feng nodded.

Previously, he had a connection with the Emperor's bloodline. In that special spiritual space, he saw a huge and majestic figure in the sky, full of ancient aura.

Recently, because his mother Ji Ziming transmitted the origin of his bloodline, he was able to see the true form of the Ji family's bloodline in his body.

It should be a sword, a vague shape of a huge sword.

Its shape is very similar to the Baizhang sword that his mother released when she faced Di Wushuang that day.

Luo Feng spoke out everything he felt without any hesitation.

Hui Jin said calmly, "That's right, the true nature of the bloodline. If you want to realize the true nature of the bloodline, you must achieve the perfect tacit fusion of the bloodline and the carrier. What the young master saw was only the prototype."

"But it is not difficult for ordinary people to reach such a level, but there are some special examples."

Hui Jin came over and sat next to Luo Feng. He only saw him opening his right hand, and the air surged in his palm. Although it was weak, it was filled with bone-chilling chill.

The cold air finally condensed into the shape of a sword, emitting a faint light.

"Master, look at me, this is the true nature of my bloodline."

In the distance, Xie Hongxue waved her hand casually as if to show off, and a ball of fireworks crashed beside her. The flames jumped, and finally condensed into a domineering broad sword.

"This is the true nature of my bloodline, young master, look at it quickly."

Luo Feng was envious, "Will my strength become stronger if I master the true nature of my bloodline?"

"Yes, and it varies from person to person. The higher the purity of the bloodline and the higher the wisdom, the more feedback you will receive."

He continued, "This is what I was about to say. For ordinary people to master the true nature of bloodline, it is just a matter of time and understanding of their own bloodline, but there are also special ones."

"That is, if a bloodline has a very strong sense of self, such as the Ji family bloodline, if the young master wants to completely use it for his own use, it will require several times the effort and danger of ordinary bloodline owners."

"Danger?" Luo Feng was puzzled, "I heard Old Lady Shangguan mention the danger of true bloodline before. What's the danger in this?"

"Isn't it dangerous? If you want to inherit the blood of the Ji family that has evolved over thousands of years and become your tool, it will definitely not be willing. Usually it is willing to give part of its power to you just because you are one. This is considered to be paying rent.

It’s a waste.”

"But if you want to completely dominate, it is impossible for a high-level intelligent bloodline to agree. If the negotiation breaks down during the communication process, the bloodline owner will become a puppet of the bloodline itself."

"What will happen if I become a puppet?" Luo Feng's eyes widened and he couldn't help but become nervous.

"Becomes a simple killing machine for a short period of time, running rampant on the spot until death."

"F*ck! No way, don't scare me," Luo Feng said, all the hairs on his body stood up.

Hui Jin smiled and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, young master, you have eight Qi and Blood Pills and the family master's bloodline, so there won't be any accidents, not to mention that we are still by your side as guardians."

"It will definitely be okay, young master," Xie Hongxue gave a thumbs up and cheered loudly.

Luo Feng felt a lot more confident when he heard what the two said.

After years of suffering in order to become stronger, I know better than anyone else that I must not capsize in the gutter.

Luo Feng crossed his legs and entered meditation, feeling the twin bloodlines in his body. At this time, he could clearly feel two completely opposite auras suspended above the air sea.

One is a red halo, and the other is a faint blue, even leaning toward black.

And there is a thick layer on the surface of the air sea, filled with strange purple weapons.

One of the purple gases was connected to the blue halo, so that the blue halo would fluctuate irritably from time to time.

"That purple mist should be the ancient bloodline absorbed from the Damocles Stone Chaos. It seems that it was once a very comfortable and powerful bloodline. Otherwise, it would not have been able to cause such damage to the Ji family's bloodline."

After investigating for a while, Luo Feng withdrew from his meditation.

There is no rush now, Luo Feng needs to be completely familiar with this feeling before he can start trying to subdue the Ji family bloodline.

The reason why not to learn the Emperor's bloodline first is also very simple.

The first Emperor's bloodline was even more difficult to master. Compared with the disdain given to Luo Feng by the Ji family bloodline, the Emperor's bloodline never looked at him seriously, as if he was its slave.

The last time he fought against Tong Jiuyou, the emperor's bloodline gave him an explosion in an instant. It was clearly because he was pitiful as a slave. In addition, Tongjiuyou was not strict and untamed at that time and insulted the emperor's bloodline, so the emperor's bloodline had emotional fluctuations.

What's more important is that the Ji family's bloodline can cooperate with Qi, and since he is a sixth-grade swordsman, he will be more flexible in battle, and there will be more room for improvement.

...

A heart-rending scream pierced the night sky late at night.

At this time, the New City uncle's nightmare finally came.

There were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, and the hall was filled with the uncontrollable smell of blood.

At this time, Bo Yuan's family was kneeling on the ground with fearful expressions. In front of him sat the one-eyed boy. The one-eyed boy no longer had the fear and disobedience that he had faced before when facing the man in the black trench coat. Instead, he became evil and vicious.

His one eye exudes contempt for life and order, and his hand holding the dagger is the way of heaven.

"You mean, that guy is dead and you don't even know who killed him?"

"Yes," Bo Yuan trembled with fear, "but he had a fight with a boy from the official family before."

"Who?" the one-eyed boy narrowed his eyes.

"He... his name seems to be Luo Feng. I heard he is from China."

"Luo Feng?" the one-eyed boy narrowed his eyes, "Why do I feel like I have heard this name somewhere?"
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