Long Chen hurriedly handed the blood drink to Mo Yi. Deep in Mo Yi's eyes, there was a touch of warmth, which was an absolute trust.
Mo Yi's hand gently brushed the long knife. The long knife was as red as blood, as if it was tempered with blood, and was full of the smell of blood and killing.
"hiss"
Mo Yi's hand suddenly shook, and the hand that was stroking the blade was cut open, and blood slowly spilled out.
"Hehe, it's such a peerless weapon that no one else is allowed to touch it." Mo Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly and returned the blood drink to Long Chen:
"Long Chen, the weapon spirit of your long sword is still sleeping. Everything it gives you now feels like its most instinctive thing. It can't communicate with you yet, so you have to find a way to nourish it.
Once one day, its weapon spirit awakens, it will be able to show its due strength and shine with its own light."
Long Chen looked at the blood drink in his hand and couldn't help but his heart beat wildly. This gift from the powerful barbarian was also an entrustment. He didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
The current emotion that the blood drink expresses to Long Chen is killing, as if it can absorb the essence and blood of the strong to nourish itself.
Long Chen clearly remembered that before, Xue Yin had a spiritual connection with him, but now it has disappeared. Could it be that after continuously killing the strong men from the sea, Xue Yin was saturated and needed to take a rest?
"Long Chen, from now on, you should try your best to conceal the power of this long sword. You won't be able to see anything at ordinary times, but once you confront the treasure, it will be completely exposed, so you have to be careful and try not to fight if you can.
Such a treasure will arouse the envy of countless people. It is said that it is easy to hide from open guns and hard to guard against hidden arrows. Avoid them as much as possible. If a tree is as beautiful as a tree in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Be careful with it, be careful with it." Mo Yi said.
"I will follow grandpa's teachings," Long Chen said quickly.
"Okay, it's almost time. Say goodbye to Mo Nian. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him again in the next few years."
…
Seeing the huge Momen City disappear into the void, Long Chen felt a little disappointed and helpless at the same time.
This is cultivation, this is the world, every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. The Mohist family is so powerful, and even with the powerful weapon of Moshan Seal, they still have to escape in embarrassment, which makes people sigh.
When he was in the Fengming Empire, Long Chen felt very satisfied when he became a practitioner. When he became a strong blood coagulation expert, Long Chen swept across the Fengming Empire, which was so majestic.
But now, I have entered the Tongmai realm, and my cultivation is getting higher and higher, but my enemies are getting stronger and stronger. I still feel that I can't control my destiny, but I feel even more insecure. To become stronger, I have to become stronger.
Stronger.
"Senior, are you still there?"
Long Chen left the Yin family's ancestral land and ran for more than an hour. He felt it was safe enough, so he slowed down slightly and shouted in his soul.
"In" the voice responded.
"It's all thanks to senior's help this time that he saved my parents and relatives, more than he saved my life. If senior has any orders, I will not hesitate even if I die," Long Chen said solemnly.
"If I asked you to destroy the world and become enemies of the gods, would you be willing?" The voice responded, it was a kind of soul fluctuation without any emotion.
"I do," Long Chen said.
The voice was silent for a while and said: "I have been observing you for a long time. Originally, your life and death had nothing to do with me, but today you made me feel a little moved. You are an idiot."
Long Chen: "..."
The voice continued: "Idiots like you haven't appeared for a long time. You are an idiot who values love and justice, so I helped you, but I need to be rewarded for my help."
Long Chen said: "As long as I, Long Chen, can do it, I will never frown."
"You are still far behind now. You are too far behind. Close your eyes," the voice said.
"If I close my eyes, I'll hit a tree," Long Chen said hesitantly.
"Won't you stop for a moment? It won't take you much time," said the voice.
When Long Chen heard this, he stopped and closed his eyes.
"Okay, open your eyes"
Long Chen opened his eyes and suddenly found that he had appeared in the vast universe. The stars in the sky were twinkling. He couldn't help but be horrified.
"This is my perspective. I share it with you. Have you seen the star field in front of you?" said the voice.
"That piece of paste composed of countless sesame seeds?" Long Chen asked with some confusion.
"Those are where you are, in a sesame seed in the middle of the mush," the voice responded.
"this……"
Long Chen's heart was beating wildly. The world he was in was so small. Who was the owner of this voice?
"I let you see this because I want to tell you that the gap between you and me and your current strength cannot help me.
You need to become stronger quickly and break the prison of heaven and earth. At that time, you may be qualified to help me." The voice said.
"This... I'm afraid it will take a long time," Long Chen couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said.
"How long is long?"
"It may take several decades, or one or two hundred years," Long Chen said with some uncertainty.
Are you kidding? This boundless world is just a grain of sesame in the void. What kind of existence must the owner of this voice be?
Wanting to use his own power to help such a being, Long Chen felt guilty. He even wanted to say a thousand or two thousand years, but he couldn't speak and felt very hopeless.
"Year? That is the unit of your world. The time I have here is called the Star Age, which is the era from the birth to the destruction of a star.
Here I am, seeing these stars destroyed, reborn, and then destroyed again. I don’t know how long it has been. The unit you mentioned is nothing to me.
And I’m helping you casually, and I don’t have much hope for it. Just think of it as boredom. After all, you and I are destined, otherwise my reverse scale will not fall into your hands."
"What? The scales in my hand are actually yours?" Long Chen was shocked.
"That's right, that was my first shedding when I was born, otherwise I wouldn't have sensed you," the voice said.
"The remains of... when you were born? Are you a real dragon?" Long Chen's voice trembled a little. Dragons really do exist in this world.
"When I was born, the scales all over my body were green. The outside world called us Qinglong. Qinglong was our title when we were young.
So all you can use is the power of my childhood, but your technique is very strange. It has fixed my power of the blue dragon, and only allows you to use part of it. It should be a kind of self-protection.
In this way, you won't be able to use the greater power of the blue dragon, otherwise you would have been able to kill the opponent instantly, but your body would also explode because it could not withstand such a powerful force." The voice said slowly.
Long Chen's heart beat wildly when he heard this. The young Qinglong was as powerful as a newly born human baby.
What kind of existence is this Dragon Clan? Long Chen prides himself on his incomparable physical body, but compared to the Dragon Clan, the strength of a newly born baby can burst him, which greatly affects his confidence.
"You put it like that, I feel like a waste." Long Chen sighed.
"Your body is indeed a waste, but your technique is very special and can actually suppress my power of the blue dragon. Maybe this is your chance to change your destiny.
Time is running out, and the power I have sent down this time is about to disappear. I will teach you a piece of my dragon clan's practice method. If you are really defiant enough, you may be able to practice it.
But if you can't practice, just pretend that I didn't do anything this time, because in that case, you can't help me at all." After the voice said, a large piece of information suddenly poured into Long Chen's mind.
"Plop"
Long Chen's head hurt as if it was split. He was rolling on the ground holding his head. The pain lasted for a full stick of incense before the severe pain slowly disappeared. Long Chen's face was as pale as paper, and his whole body was covered with sweat.
When wet, one almost collapses.
"The pain of the soul is indeed indescribable. It is ten thousand times stronger than the physical body." Long Chen took a deep breath. He finally realized the horror of the pain of the soul. It was so painful.
After taking a short rest, Long Chen looked through his soul memory and found that there was a large piece of information in it, which was a kind of cultivation method.
"Dragon Blood Body Forging Technique"
Long Chen's heart was beating wildly, and he studied the practice method carefully. This is a special body-building technique. It uses the power of dragon blood to cleanse the whole body. The dragon's power is astonishing and unparalleled in the world.
Practicing the Dragon Blood Body Forging Technique requires two conditions, one requires the essence and blood of the dragon, and the other requires reaching a critical level of strength.
In the message left by the dragon clan expert to Long Chen, he told Long Chen that there was a drop of blood essence in its reverse scale, which Long Chen could use, and it left a soul imprint in the blood essence.
Long Chen is refining and will not be attacked.
The other strength of a thousand jun is to bear the power of a thousand jun. Long Chen has already achieved this. One jun is only thirty kilograms, and a thousand kilograms is only thirty thousand kilograms. It is too easy for Long Chen.
But I always feel that something is wrong. Since he can refine the essence and blood of the Azure Dragon so easily, why can't he even use one ten thousandth of the power of the Azure Dragon?
"Damn it, I almost got killed"
Long Chen suddenly slapped his thigh. The technique that the dragon master passed on to Long Chen was passed on to him in ancient immortal writing. However, he was afraid that Long Chen would not understand it, so he added many annotations.
Then the Jun that the Dragon Clan strongman talks about is not the current Jun, but the Jun from the Immortal Ancient Era. One Jun from the Immortal Ancient Era is equal to... 300,000 catties.
Thinking of this, Long Chen sweated. Three hundred thousand kilograms, that Qianjun is the power of three hundred million kilograms.
Although Long Chen's current strength has not been measured, it is estimated to be around 20 million jins. The difference between 20 million and 300 million is too big.
It would be strange if Long Chen stupidly swallowed the green dragon's essence and blood and died without exploding his body. Thinking of this, Long Chen couldn't help but break into a cold sweat and almost killed himself.
It would be too unjust to die like this, but Long Chen saw a broader sky today, and his heart suddenly became brighter.
"We can only put this matter aside for now. If you want to refine the Qinglong essence and blood without stepping into Xiantian, you don't have to think about it. Go and meet your parents first."
Long Chen identified the direction and ran according to the direction given by the dragon clan expert. That was where Xiaoxue teleported.