Transplanting blood is not an easy task, and it is said that it requires a powerful person from the Chiyou tribe to do it himself.
For most of the wild gods in this world, it is undoubtedly an opportunity to completely change their destiny.
In the past, only foreigners who had made great contributions to the Chi You clan had this qualification.
If it weren't for the pressure from the Xuanyuan clan, the Chiyou clan wouldn't have been able to open up and try to absorb Luo Zheng.
Even Diao Yuan thought that Luo Zheng was very lucky and had encountered a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. When he thought about it, Luo Zheng must have been extremely excited and agreed to the matter.
Unexpectedly, Luo Zheng just nodded lightly, "Of course I am willing, but before that, I still want to give it a try. I want to know whether I can absorb the power of the Desolate God."
After hearing what Luo Zheng said, the woman in green clothes, Mi Qing and others all looked at Luo Zheng with expressions that looked like idiots.
What a lucky reward this is, but Luo Zheng doesn't appreciate it?
Diao Yuan himself frowned, he was a little angry, and couldn't help but taunted: "Okay, then let me see if you can absorb the power of the wild god of our Chi You clan!"
Luo Zheng didn't say much, and rolled these pieces of bloodline bones into his hands with one hand.
In fact, Luo Zheng himself is not sure whether he can absorb the bloodline desolate bone. After all, he has experienced a blood exchange, and he doesn't know if it can match the bloodline in this desolate bone.
"Master Diao Yuan, this will be a waste of desolate bones..." the woman in green clothes said worriedly.
If Luo Zheng refines and blows the power of the desolate god from the desolate bones, and cannot absorb it himself, then all the power of the desolate god will escape.
It would be a bit of a joke to let Luo Zheng test a piece of his own bloodline bone.
"It's okay!" Diao Yuan got more excited and waved his hand.
I saw Luo Zheng reaching out and gently stirring the surface of the brown desolate bones, and the brown power of the desolate god gushes out like spring water.
"Li Quan method?" Someone saw Luo Zheng's method and showed a trace of disdain on his face.
Although Xiaoyun belongs to the warden clan, her method of cultivating the wild god is not inherited from this clan. She just learned the Liquan method from elsewhere, and it is a relatively poor technique.
When these people saw Luo Zheng using such clumsy methods, they naturally looked down upon him.
Diao Yuan became even more angry when he saw this technique, fearing that this piece of blood-barren bone would be wasted.
After Luo Zheng refined the brown power of the Desolate God, he guided it to immerse into his body.
When the power of the Desolate God was immersed in the body, Luo Zheng suddenly felt that there was a different kind of power in it!
This kind of power contains a primitive restlessness, which even affects Luo Zheng's heart. He has a kind feeling, and his heart begins to contract violently. There is a feeling that he can't wait to vent the power in his body.
.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Wisps of brown Aragami power escaped into his body, not a trace escaped.
After a while, the power of the Desolate God in this desolate blood bone was completely absorbed, while a room of people in the hall remained silent and stared closely at Luo Zheng.
Even Diao Yuan was dumbfounded.
If the bloodline is incompatible, the physical body will try its best to reject the power of the Aragami. Even if it is forcibly absorbed, it will be rejected by the physical body and dispersed between the world. This is common sense...
And Luo Zheng actually absorbed it completely!
More importantly, after absorbing so much of the power of the Desolate God, Luo Zheng did not escape even a little bit!
Even if Diao Yuan himself refines a piece of desolate bone, he will waste about 30% of the desolate god's power. This kid's physical body actually fully retains the desolate god's power. This thing makes him even more excited than him absorbing the bloodline desolate bone of the Chi You clan.
Surprised!
"Did you know you had Chi You's bloodline? Who are your parents?" Diao Yuan asked with a look of disbelief on his face.
Diao Yuan can only think that Luo Zheng originally came from the Chi You clan.
However, the Chi You clan is not allowed to intermarry with foreign races. In this world, everyone in the Chi You clan gathers in the Tianling Bone Tower, so there is absolutely no possibility of omission.
Now a Luo Zheng suddenly appeared, and he actually had the blood of the Chi You clan. Diao Yuan couldn't figure it out at all.
"You don't know my parents," Luo Zheng smiled slightly, "But Lord Diao Yuan seems to want to fulfill his promise?"
Diao Yuan looked at Luo Zheng, with a complex look on his face, and after a while he said: "If I know your origin, I will honor it. Those bloodline bones are yours. After you clean them up, you can
Come with me."
"I still want to dig up the desolate bones..." Luo Zheng said.
"I will give you as many desolate bones as you need, but you won't be able to get even one piece of the admission order," Diao Yuan said coldly.
"..."
When Diao Yuan said this, Luo Zheng couldn't refuse.
The woman in green clothes is good at observing words and emotions, and she also knows that this is probably not a trivial matter, that is, sending someone to exchange the other desolate bones of Luo Zheng's bloodline. As for the remaining three desolate bones of Chi You's bloodline, she naturally will not mention it anymore.
After these matters were dealt with, Luo Zheng said goodbye to Mi Qing and others, and left with Diao Yuan.
Mi Qing and Ji Ming sighed when they saw Luo Zheng's leaving figure. They didn't expect that the guy who was mining with them these days was actually a member of the Chiyou tribe.
But even for the Chi You tribe, their strength is still inexplicable. They have never seen anyone in this world who can practice true divine power so well.
High in the sky, Luo Zheng was galloping behind Diao Yuan.
"Master Diao Yuan, where are you taking me?" Luo Zheng asked.
"Just call me Uncle Diao," Diao Yuan said.
"Uncle Diao," Luo Zheng called.
"Although I don't know where you came from, do you know how many years you would have lived if you hadn't come here this time?" Diao Yuan asked.
Luo Zheng thought for a while, smiled slightly and said: "Three years?"
"You know?" Diao Yuan raised his eyebrows.
There are very few people in the wilderness who know the light of judgment, and these very few people will squeeze into the bone tower desperately to avoid the misfortune that happens once in a thousand years.
"Well," Luo Zheng nodded and said frankly, "This is the reason why I am here."
"I will take you back to the Chi Linggu Pagoda to see how pure your bloodline is. If you are really from my Chi You clan, our clan will definitely not treat you badly," Diao Yuan said.
Even though he saw Luo Zheng absorbing the Bloodline Barren Bones with his own eyes, Diao Yuan was still a little unbelievable. After all, what happened to Luo Zheng was somewhat illogical...
He majored in true god cultivation, had strong spiritual power, and had the blood of the Chiyou tribe. It was hard for him to imagine that these qualities would appear in a foreigner he didn't know.
"How pure?" Luo Zheng had some unclear meaning.
Diao Yuan glanced at Luo Zheng indifferently, and then said: "My Chiyou clan is the most noble bloodline in the world. This bloodline was given by our ancestor Chiyou. The purity of everyone's bloodline is different. It must be checked from the moment of birth.