Mo Tian didn't know much about Fan Feng. He only knew that she had just entered the second level and had just reached the early stage of the fifth level.
But her strength is not something that can be possessed by someone who has just broken through to the early stage of level five. These methods make Mo Tian very curious.
Fan Feng also knew that Mo Tian was surprised by this, but he never said it.
Now that Fan Feng took the initiative to tell the truth, Mo Tian naturally couldn't ask for it.
"You also know that I have terrifying bloodline power. My ancestors did have extremely powerful masters who left something and a secret method for me. With these things, my strength is not like that of a warrior who has just entered the fifth level."
Fan Feng said softly.
Mo Tian was a little surprised, he didn't expect Fan Feng to tell him such a secret matter so straightforwardly.
"The first thing is a broken blood stain."
Mo Tian's hand shook, broken blood marks?
His eyes lit up, but Fan Feng smiled and remained silent, whetting Mo Tian's appetite.
"As long as you don't spread the word that I have powerful bloodline power, I will tell you."
Seeing Mo Tian staring at her with stern eyes, Fan Feng, who originally wanted to threaten him, finally swallowed many words.
Fan Feng had no choice but to say: "That secret method is to use the broken blood scars to forcibly condense the blood marks."
"Condensing other people's broken bloodstains into your own?" Seeing Mo Tian ask, Fan Feng nodded, but then shook his head and said: "That's right or wrong, this secret method can help us condense the bloodstains twice, that is, in
Condensate once on other people's bloodstains, and once on your own bloodstains. When two bloodstains appear at the same time, you must fuse them together."
Mo Tian was startled, with a look of disbelief on his face. He melted the blood marks twice. How many blood marks would there be if the two blood marks were fused?
No wonder Fan Feng is so strong. He fused two bloodstains and then fused them again. It's no wonder he's not strong.
Mo Tian suddenly said: "Then how many blood streaks can you hold now?"
"Eight items."
Hearing this number, Mo Tian was even more stunned. The limit of accommodating blood lines is 144, which can be accommodated in four stages from level five to level eight.
In other words, there are 36 lines per grade.
Each level is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage.
As for Fan Feng, who is at the early stage of level five and is extremely talented, she can only accommodate up to 9 blood lines. She has actually accommodated 8.
Perhaps smelting two bloodstains gave Fan Feng many advantages, but such talent was already unique.
"If you tell me this, aren't you afraid that the emperor will reveal your secret?" Mo Tian asked confused.
"I went back yesterday to check your details. Your situation in the outer sect is no better than mine. It will do you no good to target me." Fan Feng said firmly: "Besides, will you betray me?"
These words shocked Mo Tian deeply.
"I've never heard of a flattering villain who can achieve unparalleled talent." Fan Feng explained.
"Okay, I agree to your request. If you want to fight, you can come anytime. I will accompany you to the end." Then, Mo Tian said again: "However, you must agree to my request."
"What?"
"Tell me your secret method and your experience in smelting blood stains." Mo Tian raised his hand, and complete blood stains appeared in the air.
Fan Feng stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on her face. She did not expect that Mo Tian actually had blood marks, and they were still complete blood marks.
Bloodstains are so rare that it can be said that Fan Feng doesn't care about the loss of her secret technique at all. If there were no bloodstains, her secret technique would be no different to many people.
Fan Feng nodded without hesitation. If he had any concerns before, they were gone now.
Before, only Mo Tian knew her secret.
But at this moment, she also knew Mo Tian's secret, and since Mo Tian was willing to reveal it to her, he obviously trusted her enough.
Moreover, if there is one more Smelting Bloodstain, there will be one more like-minded person who can learn from each other and confirm each other.
Soon the two of them began to discuss Taoism, talking about transformation marks and blood stains, and they exchanged words with each other.
But not long after, Fan Feng became like a primary school student, listening to Mo Tian's understanding of blood lines and blood stains.
Mo Tian became more and more familiar with intermediate warriors, and many of the tangled problems at the time were solved, and his brain became clearer.
"There is a place in the virtual world where you can get a free virtual advancement opportunity. You can practice there first."
Fan Feng benefited a lot and knew that he could not help Mo Tian. He left these words and went back to retreat.
Mo Tian did not rush to the virtual world, but recorded his insights and continued to read various classics to enrich his insights.
In fact, Mo Tian's understanding of level five has surpassed that of ordinary instructors, but this is not what he wants.
After studying books in the manor for two days, Mo Tian's understanding became more profound. Today was the day to get the black blood stick. He was going to go to the virtual world and advance to the virtual world at the same time.
However, at this moment, a young man in silver robes rushed towards the manor and shouted loudly: "This little freshman from the outer sect dares to occupy this place. It is simply lawless. No wonder the outer sect is so weak."
This man spoke rudely and could not hide his arrogance. There was a figure hiding in the grass not far away, quietly observing the changes in the manor without even daring to raise his head.
This person is none other than Zheng Tong, who was severely beaten by Mo Tian. He has always been brooding about this matter. Last time, he even brought Bao Aotian to trouble Mo Tian.
As a result, Bao Aotian was defeated miserably, and the consequences can be imagined. Not only was he, Zheng Tong, beaten up, but now few people are willing to accept him.
Today, someone from the middle sect caused trouble for Mo Tian again. No one was willing to lead this person. It was he who brought him here.
Zheng Tong planned in his mind that if the incoming man could deal with Mo Tian, he would go out; if he couldn't deal with him, he would flee.
"Mo Tian, this humiliation will be avenged." However, before he could react, someone had already kicked him hard. The person who did it could only hear the person who did it say: "Arrest Zheng Tong and lock him up with Bao Aotian."
Together, this is the fate of the traitors from the outer sect."
As soon as Zheng Tong heard that he was going to be locked up with Bao Aotian, his face turned ashen.
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"Who are you?" Mo Tian walked out of the room and glanced at the rebellious young man in silver robe.
"How can you know grandpa's name?" The young man said indifferently, not taking Mo Tian seriously at all. This man has a fifth-level late-level cultivation. This level of cultivation is enough for the outer sect to walk sideways.
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"You are that outer sect Mo Tian." The young man snorted coldly. Mo Tian smiled and said, "What kind of clown dares to call the emperor by his name?"
The young man was furious, and at this moment, the fourth and fifth grade students gathered around him one after another.
Originally there were only a few people, so he didn't care, but as the number gradually increased, reaching hundreds, and seeing the unkind smiles on everyone's faces, this person finally showed a timid look.
No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand hundreds of people attacking him.
But how could he show weakness: "I have been ordered by the young master to inform you that the young master will return to the middle gate soon. You must bathe and change clothes, and kneel down on time every day to greet him. Otherwise, the day he returns, it will be you."
's death date."
When the young man said these words, his face was full of contentment, and his words were sarcastic without concealment.
Seeing that everyone was furious, the young man said calmly: "You don't know who my young master is, so you dare to attack me?"