"The previous liquids are enlarged and they are indeed somewhat similar to those of you and the little girl Ling'er, but after careful decomposition, you can find that there are many differences." said the old turtle, "Even the golden color of the liquid is disguised by adding pigments in the later stage."
"But... this bottle of liquid does emit an extremely special aura... I call it the sacred power." Fang Yu said with a frown.
"Although it is a medicinal solution mixed with a variety of medicinal materials, there is indeed a certain blood of creatures in its ingredients. The breath you mentioned is probably emitted from this blood." The old turtle said, "but the blood content is very small. In the bottle you brought, the blood content will not exceed five milligrams."
"So, in fact, this bottle of blood has nothing to do with me and Ling'er's blood?" Fang Yu asked.
"So," the old turtle nodded and said, "There are very few similarities besides the color."
"Since this is a bottle of medicine, it must have its function." Fang Yu picked up the glass bottle containing the so-called golden dragon blood and said.
"Its function is like a stimulant, which can greatly improve the strength of human body in a short period of time. In addition, there are also the ingredients like the spirit-gathering pill that you monks like to take, which can produce a certain amount of true qi..." said the old turtle, "Most of them are provided by the ingredients of that little blood, but because the blood content is too small, I cannot decompose the blood inside for the time being."
After listening to Lao Gui's words, Fang Yu basically understood the truth about the so-called golden dragon blood.
It's a scam.
The Tokyo Chamber of Commerce represented by Hideo Miyajima came to Kitado to sell this kind of goods in order to earn a lot of money from the rich people in Kitado.
At the trade fair that day, the price of this so-called golden dragon blood was set to 30 million per bottle.
Buy a bottle of disposable stimulant for 30 million yuan... This cannot be described as a blood loss.
If the orders placed by so many people on that day are really sold, the profit will probably not be less than one billion.
The reason why this liquid was named Golden Dragon Blood was to take advantage of the Yanxia people's special admiration for dragons, so that this bottle of liquid was more expensive.
In fact, this bottle of liquid has no connection with dragons.
"No wonder he was only selling it in the secular circle...it turned out to be just to cheat money." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly. He thought to himself, "If it was promoted in the martial arts world, it would be exposed in no time."
However, Hideo Miyajima was dead in a car, and I don’t know who killed it.
This matter should be left alone and there is no need to think.
Fang Yu looked at the old turtle and said, "So... when will Ling'er wake up?"
"...I can't say this, I can only make reasonable speculations. When her blood is purified to the same level as you, she should be able to wake up." The old turtle said.
"Okay, I have something to do, so I have to leave first." Fang Yu said, "If you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."
The old turtle nodded and continued to lower his head to tinker with the medicine bottle.
Fang Yu activated the Ethereal Ring and returned to Yinlin Villa again.
At this time, Zheng Ze was the only one left in the teahouse.
"Mr. Fang." When Zheng Ze saw Fang Yu, he immediately bowed and bowed.
"The teacher said he was a little tired and left first." Zheng Ze said again.
Fang Yu nodded gently and said, "Let's go. Take those more than 20 mages with you and go to the Order Headquarters again."
Twenty minutes later, Fang Yu and Zheng Ze led a team of twenty-six five-star mages to the headquarters of the Order.
The leader of this group of mages is called Rongshu.
On the way to the Order Headquarters, Fang Yu specially called him to his side.
"Rongshu, how do you feel during this period?" Fang Yu asked.
Rong Shu had a strange face and said, "Master Huaixu borrowed people from Master Tianchen, but after we arrived, Master Huaixu did not let us do anything...I think it's very strange."
"Do you know why this is?" Fang Yu asked.
"Why?" Rong Shu asked in confusion.
"Because we don't trust you," Fang Yu said.
Hearing this sentence, Rong Shu's face changed.
But at this time, Fang Yu had already stretched out his right hand and touched Rong Shu's forehead.
Rong Shu's body was stiff and her expression stopped.
Fang Yu's spiritual consciousness entered Rong Shu's soul and searched for his memories.
Skip the memories of this period of time and directly find the day when Tianchen sent them.
After searching for a while, just like what Fang Yu thought, a memory disappeared.
In the memory fragments of Rongshu, there is only a short memory that follows Tianchen and Shangqing. From the headquarters of the Order, then the memory that flies in the air and heads to the temporary hall of the Beidu Martial Arts Association.
From this perspective, it is easy to find that this memory has been tampered with, at least a large section has been reduced.
The memory that disappears is the most critical memory.
Fang Yu knew that the twenty-five five-star mages behind him should be in the same situation.
Therefore, Fang Yu’s previous thoughts were wrong.
He thought the twenty-six mages had problems and wanted to keep them in the Beidu Martial Arts Association to see what they would do.
But the reality is that these mages know nothing about other things and really think they are just coming to help.
Fang Yu pulled out his spiritual consciousness from Rong Shu's soul.
Rongshu returned to normal and looked at Fang Yu in front of him in a daze.
"It's almost time to reach the Order Headquarters." Fang Yu said.
Five minutes later, Fang Yu, Zheng Ze, and twenty-six five-star mages returned to the Order Headquarters together.
Stepping through the gate, the scene in front of you changes.
"I have to meet Tianchen, please inform him for help." Fang Yu said.
"Okay." Rong Shu nodded, took out his staff, and with a light touch, his figure disappeared from the spot.
The other twenty-five five-star mages walked towards a castle inside.
For a moment, only Fang Yu and Zheng Ze were left at the gate.
"We seem to be left here," Fang Yu said.
"There should be an answer soon, Rongshu." Zheng Ze said.
Fang Yu looked at the ancient castles in front of him and smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. Let's walk inside first."
After saying that, Fang Yu walked forward and Zheng Ze immediately followed.
In the Order Headquarters, all are castle-like buildings.
This type of architectural style does not match the architectural style of Yanxia since ancient times, but is more like the style from the Western Regions.
"The mage first appeared in the Western Regions, so these mages prefer the architectural style of these castles." Zheng Ze said next to him.
"It seems that the Western Regions are not very popular now, right? I came here last time. What are they talking about? What are the kings and the archangels..." Fang Yu said.
"..." Zheng Ze was about to speak.
At this moment, a translucent vortex appeared under their feet.
As the vortex rose, the scene around the two of them was spinning, and their heads felt violently dizzy.
When they returned to normal again, Fang Yu and Zheng Ze... were already standing on a barren plain.
Fang Yu and Zheng Ze looked at the desolate ahead with a steady look, both of them looking a little dull.
A strong wind blew, and the two of them came to their senses.
"Mr. Fang. What's going on?" Zheng Ze asked with a mouthful of saliva.
Fang Yu looked around and confirmed that this was not a illusion.
"It seems... some people don't welcome us, so they directly teleport us to the place where birds do not poop." Fang Yu smiled gently and said.
"Where is this?" Zheng Ze looked around and asked.
"Good question." Fang Yu took out his cell phone and wanted to locate it.
But as soon as I turned on the phone, I found that the phone in this ghost place had no signal at all.
"Okay, it seems that I can't know where this place is, but I still remember the positioning of the Order Headquarters, so go back directly." Fang Yu raised his right hand and activated the Ethereal Ring.
Two seconds later, Fang Yu and Zheng Ze disappeared from the desert.
Standing in front of the gate of the Order Head Office again, Zheng Ze was a little unsteady.
In just half a minute, he may have crossed tens of thousands of kilometers, which made him feel that everything in front of him was a little unreal.
"Get in and see who is so disrespectful to us." Fang Yu said.
After saying that, the two stepped into the door again.
The scene in front of him changed again, and the castles appeared in front of him again.
"Even if we are not welcome, we don't have to drive people directly. This quality is very low and does not conform to our Yanxia people's tradition..." Fang Yu said while walking inside.
Less than two steps, another whirlpool appeared under your feet.
Zheng Ze immediately turned his head and looked at Fang Yu.
"It seems that there is nothing to talk about." Fang Yu raised his brow, raised his right hand, and a blue light appeared in the ethereal ring.
However, the power of space just released by the Ethereal Ring seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force.
Then, there was another dizzy turn.
Three seconds later, the scene in the field of view turned into a vast snow field.
The surrounding temperature will not be higher than minus twenty degrees.
Zheng Ze's face was pale.
The continuous teleportation from a distance made his body unable to bear it and he was quite uncomfortable.
"It can actually suppress the ability of the Ethereal Ring. The opponent's mastery of the laws of space must be quite high." Fang Yu looked at the white snow field ahead and thought to himself, "This person... should not be Tianchen."