After hearing this, Xiu Feng walked to the square table and brought four bowls of blood.
"Master, my subordinates are starting to fall." Xiu Feng reminded.
The man hummed, and Xiu Feng began to pour the blood from the jade bowl into the wooden bucket from left to right.
Lan Shengxue's blood was in the third bowl. There was a name on the jade bowl. Bowl after bowl was poured, and the time difference was only five seconds.
He was skilled in the technique of cultivating the wind, and it seemed that he did this frequently. The man sat in the middle of the barrel, still closing his eyes and meditating, and let bowl after bowl of blood pour into the clear water.
After all the four bowls of blood were poured out, Xiu Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He was worried that there was something wrong with the blood, but after waiting for a minute, the barrels were still as good as before, so he
Don't worry.
"Stay back." The man ordered.
Xiu Feng left slowly, and there was only one man in the hall. Warm water vapor spread in the room. The originally quiet water, mixed with white petals, turned out to be like boiling water, starting to stir and tumble round after round.
...
The white petals seemed to be dyed, turning red little by little, until they finally turned into blood red...
The man had not yet opened his eyes. Although the water was surging and constantly impacting his body, he seemed to enjoy this moment and secretly exhaled, feeling very comfortable.
Sudden--
His body seemed to be burned by a ball of fire. He opened his eyes with a swish. Purple brilliance overflowed in an instant. His face, which was originally as white as jade, turned red in an instant, as if blood was flowing backwards.
...
The man's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold, as if he could drip black water. It was fake! The blood was adulterated.
"Ah -" a roar, accompanied by a painful neigh, he was like an enraged beast, with countless angry arrogance all over his body. Don't let him know who is pretending, otherwise, he will definitely smash that person to pieces
Thousands of corpses!
Xiu Feng was waiting outside. He suddenly heard this roar and felt bad. He immediately pushed the door open and walked in. He happened to see the man spitting blood from his mouth and kicked the barrel to the ground. He was completely naked.
Standing naked in the center of the hall, his black hair was wet, his eyes were extremely cold, like a lonely ghost who had just crawled out of the coffin, full of resentment and murderous intent...
..
"Master..." Xiu Feng's legs were trembling, and he had no idea what was happening.
Before the man could speak, he felt as if he had been tortured. He knelt on the ground with one knee, his body was constantly entangled, his lips were pale and all the blood was gone, "Xiu...Xiu Feng...
..." After only saying three words, his eyes suddenly changed, as if he didn't even recognize Xiu Feng anymore, and his whole person became very scary and indifferent.
Xiu Feng was frightened. Such a situation had never happened before. Today was the first time. His intuition told him that except for the blood problem, everything else would be fine.
This is the most serious problem. The adulteration of blood proves that all the efforts in the past five days have been in vain, and there is no telling what will happen to the master.
In the past, I remember that when he was possessed, he would lose consciousness and carry out massacres. So this time, what will happen to him in a situation that has never happened before?
He stepped forward tremblingly, very worried about his master.