When Zhu Dapeng cut the bloody snake into two pieces with one strike, Huang Lin immediately turned around and arrived beside Chen Ronghuo like a phantom.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Ronghuo.
Apparently he was still feeling ashamed and uneasy because he had failed to stop the Bloodthread Snake just now.
Chen Ronghuo did not speak, but first took a look at the blood-threaded snake that was cut seven inches by Zhu Dapeng.
At this time, the blood-threaded snake had been cut into two parts, and its body was still twisted on the ground, as if it was not dead yet.
[Bloodline Snake:
Status: suspended animation.
Its life has come to an end, but the snake soul is still hidden, and it can slightly control the snake's head to attack approaching enemies.】
"This snake is not dead yet, Zhu Dapeng, be careful and smash its head."
Chen Ronghuo spoke.
This snake was so cunning that he had to be careful.
Zhu Dapeng was shocked when he heard this. Without any hesitation, he raised his arm and the thick-backed knife fell again from top to bottom.
This blood-threaded snake has lived in the foggy valley all year round and cannot understand human language. It only reacted when Zhu Dapeng made a move. It flicked its head on the ground and tried to avoid it. However, it was obviously much slower after being seriously injured. Zhu Dapeng
The thick-backed knife whirled in mid-air and cut the snake's head into pieces with a bang.
Seeing the snake's head explode, Zhu Dapeng breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a ball of black energy suddenly emerged from the exploding head of the Bloodline Snake, seemingly trying to bypass Zhu Dapeng and rush towards Chen Ronghuo.
His hatred for Chen Ronghuo seemed to exceed that of Zhu Dapeng.
Zhu Dapeng's expression tightened, and before he could put away his sword, he directly stimulated his energy and blood, turned his left hand into a claw, and grabbed at the black energy like a tiger tearing out its heart.
At the same time, Huang Lin, who was beside Chen Ronghuo, immediately stepped forward and blocked Chen Ronghuo with his horizontal sword.
boom!
The ball of black energy had just rushed forward halfway when it was pierced by Zhu Dapeng's tiger claws, and suddenly dispersed with a bang.
[Bloodline Snake: Dead, the snake soul dissipates.
The snake body is non-venomous and free of parasites. It can be eaten after removing the venom glands and fangs.
Snake meat is a great tonic and beneficial to martial arts practice.]
After appraising the snake's condition again, Chen Ronghuo felt completely at ease.
Then he glanced at Zhu Dapeng, who had just grabbed the snake soul with his hands, and Huang Lin, who blocked him for the first time, and nodded slightly.
He is not that cunning, but from the instinctive reactions of the two of them just now, it can still be seen that they are indeed loyal to him.
Brush! Brush...
But even though the snake was dead, Zhu Dapeng still raised his knife and struck the snake a few more times, as if he was worried that it would come back to life.
Then he turned his head triumphantly and said, "Sir, will this guy survive this time?"
"It's impossible to survive." Chen Ronghuo shook his head, "But this snake is a second-level demon, a great tonic and beneficial to martial arts practice.
When you release so much blood from it, do you know how much nutrients are lost?"
Zhu Dapeng's expression suddenly froze.
Following his quick reaction, he immediately squatted down, took out a piece of soft animal skin from the package, and wrapped the entire blood-threaded snake in the animal skin.
Chen Ronghuo didn't worry too much about this.
Although Zhu Dapeng is not very smart, judging from his performance just now, he is brave enough and loyal to him.
that's enough.
Because what he is looking for is exactly such a guard.
suddenly,
Just when Chen Ronghuo was thinking this, his nose suddenly moved and he smelled a refreshing fragrance.
"Could it be..."
As soon as the thought flashed, he immediately turned his head and looked towards the blood tea tree at the end of the grotto.
Looking at it this way, he immediately saw that the three remaining blood tea buds on the blood tea tree were blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng also turned their heads.
suck……
The aroma released when the blood camellia blooms is extremely attractive. Huang Lin's performance is better, but Zhu Dapeng can't help but twitch his nose to smell the aroma released when the blood camellia blooms.
"Aren't you afraid that this thing is poisonous?"
Hearing the noise, Huang Lin turned his head and glanced at Zhu Dapeng angrily, feeling that this guy was too embarrassing.
Uh... Zhu Dapeng blushed.
He scratched his head, an idea flashed in his mind, and he argued: "Of course I'm afraid.
However, if I inhale it twice, I will be poisoned first.
When you and the young master see that I have been poisoned, you will have time to respond!"
Huang Lin was speechless.
Chen Ronghuo also turned to look at Zhu Dapeng. What he said... made him feel so good.
Ignoring Zhu Dapeng, he took a few glances around the blood tea tree and used ancient books to identify everything. After confirming that there was no danger, he walked towards the blood tea tree.
[Blooming Blood Camellia: Lifespan is three minutes.
If you take a blood camellia and digest it for half a day, you can become an apprentice-level peak warrior. After that, as long as you master a skill skillfully, you can advance to the warrior realm.
However, the blood camellia must be picked within three minutes, after which its spiritual energy will be lost rapidly.
Within three minutes of picking it, it must be stored in a gold container, otherwise the spiritual energy inside it will still drain quickly.】
"This thing..."
Chen Ronghuo frowned a little.
Because he didn't know about this in advance, he didn't prepare a gold container at all.
In other words, he could only use these three blood camellias on the spot and could not save them.
He can only use one, any more are useless.
Then the remaining two flowers can only be allocated to Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng.
In fact, the allocation to Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng is nothing.
Judging from the performance of the two of them just now, they are both loyal and useful.
But the key point is that he is thinking about how to take the blood camellia.
Will there be anything strange after taking blood camellia?
Will this kind of abnormality expose his strength in front of Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng?
His eyes flickered for a moment, and Chen Ronghuo's mind suddenly moved. He stretched out his left hand and touched one of the blood camellias.
It suddenly occurred to him that besides ancient books, he also had a left hand.
He might be able to use his left hand to find out all the nutrients in the blood camellia, and then integrate them back into it later, so that he would not be afraid of losing his spiritual energy.
When his fingers touched the blood tea tree, a hint of warmth emerged. Chen Ronghuo stood quietly in front of the blood tea tree, flicking it gently, as if he was deep in thought. At first glance, it seemed as if he was thinking about something.
"The nutrition of blood camellia +1."
"The digestibility property of blood camellia +1."
After a moment, Chen Ronghuo's eyes lit up, and he felt out each attribute one by one.
It's just that the attribute levels of the Blood Camellia are relatively high, and he has to touch it many times before he can find one. In addition, there are many attributes in it, and it takes more than two minutes. The time for the Blood Camellia to bloom is about to end.
Only then did he find out all the attributes of a blood camellia.
Not far away, Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng looked at each other. They didn't know why Chen Ronghuo put his hand on a flower and slowly stopped moving.
But seeing the color of the flower touched by Chen Ronghuo gradually dim, they also guessed that Chen Ronghuo was definitely not doing this out of boredom, but was doing something they didn't understand.
"alright."
Suddenly, after completely figuring out the properties of a blood camellia, Chen Ronghuo turned his head, glanced at Huang Lin and Zhu Dapeng and said: "This flower is called blood camellia, and it can improve a warrior's cultivation. Each of you can pick one and drink it."
"
While he was talking, he picked off the blood camellia that had absorbed all its attributes and became dim in color, as if it would dissipate when touched.
This thing should still be kept.
It would be very troublesome to integrate the attributes he found out from this into other things.
After all, not everything can incorporate a large number of other attributes.
It would be much simpler to integrate those attributes back into the flower.