Cold-inflammatory head hangs down, and heart is irritated.
This feeling was like he personally cut off Luo Ning's hope of survival.
However, this emotion comes and goes quickly. Ah Chou died at his hands three years ago. Now he is not helpful to complain about himself. Even if he does something again, he cannot guarantee that he will
Let Ah Chou go, after all, he killed two of his brothers at the beginning, and the most important thing is how to find another way to get the colorful blood.
"Old sir, is there no other way to generate the colorful blood?" After a brief upset and loss of consciousness, Leng Yan calmed down and asked in the face of the high priest.
Seeing Leng Yan coming back to his senses so quickly, the high priest nodded secretly. If ordinary people heard this, they would probably have to be lost for at least a while, and even complained about themselves, but Leng Yan could return to normal in the blink of an eye.
This made him have a little higher evaluation of Leng Yan.
"There is a solution, but it's very rare. I'm afraid it's almost impossible in the past twenty years." The high priest sighed. Leng Yan wanted to get the seven-colored blood, so why is it that he has it? The seven-colored blood is the most treasure among other clans.
It is the foundation for his tribe members to gain a foothold in the jungle.
There is a shortage of doctors and medicine in the jungle, and we must fight against nature and fight fierce beasts to obtain a chance of survival. The survival rate of children in the tribe is very low, and the seven-colored treasure blood is the foundation of the continuation of the tribe. Newborn children are painted with seven-colored treasures.
Blood not only enhances children's resistance, but also prevents ordinary poisons from harming them. Moreover, children who were baptized by the colorful blood when they were young, act like the wind when they grow up, becoming the darling of the jungle. The colorful blood pair
This shows the importance of a tribe.
"What method?" Leng Yan asked. "Taste hundreds of herbs, eat hundreds of poisons, and fight hundreds of beasts." The high priest said.
Leng Yan was dumbfounded and didn't understand that this colorful blood was actually a gathering of various toxins in the body. After some unknown change, the blood in the human body turned into colorful.
"Is there no other way?" Leng Yan asked. The high priest shook his head and said, "If the seven-colored blood is so easy to generate, my tribe would not have seven-colored blood for twenty years."
The entire tribe of the High Priest has been working hard in recent decades, hoping to generate the colorful blood, but it has not succeeded once in thirty years. Only Ah Chou has the most hope of success, but he still dies at Leng Yan's hands.
"Is there really nothing I can do?" Leng Yan murmured.
"There are some colorful bloods in my tribe, but the effect is far from the seven-colored blood." The high priest explained: "I have been studying it for the past three years to transform these three-colored bloods into seven-colored bloods.
The way…”
"What's the result?" Leng Yan asked. "There are some eyebrows, but it is still unknown whether they can succeed. Moreover, they have high requirements for candidates and huge risks?" The high priest's expression turned solemn, and said, "Put these three
Colorful blood is replaced into a living person's body. After the blood is completely merged with the person's body, he is locked into a poison cave and is bitten by a hundred poisons. If he can still come out alive after a day and a night
, there is a certain chance of generating colorful blood."
When he said this, the high priest stared at Leng Yan. If this method really succeeded, Leng Yan was the best candidate. He knew that Leng Yan killed Ah Chou and saw the previous one.
After Leng Yan showed his abilities during the confrontation, this idea had changed into his mind.