The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality? Chapter 431

Chapter 431 Am I really not the wild father he left behind?

Ziyuan Daxue smiled slightly and said: "Sister Xiaolu is very nice and kind.

An Xunlu... Well, he is very talkative and jealous. He likes to speak ill of people behind their backs. You have to be careful. "

“Ziyuan Daxue, I not only like to speak ill of people behind their backs, but also in front of others!”

An Xunlu glared at Ziyuan Daxue, his murderous intent undisguised.

 This made Qi Yuan even more sure that there was something wrong with Zi Yuantian's bloodline.

The monks here all have some gods.

Monks from Moon God Palace and other places are much more ordinary.

 When communicating on the surface, be polite and polite.

“Hmph, when I first came to Ziyuantian, he is now at the head of all the devils among us. I want to see what he is capable of!”

This An Xunlu is also a ruthless person, acting vigorously and resolutely.

"Huh?" Qi Yuan was a little confused and didn't understand what Ziyuan Daxue meant.

“…Hey, can you please stop being such a gangster?” Qi Yuan's head was covered with black lines.

 One person posted, is **** impotent?

 Later, other people posted and heard that **** was impotence.

Black Sword is known as the first genius of the Black Demon Abyss, and can become the existence of great principles.

 “I am Zifu.” Qi Yuan answered seriously.

 In the past, when I was cultivating immortality, the people I met were too friendly.

 That guy with the Black Sword is called the Light of the Black Demon Abyss.

Moreover, it is not the general Great Principle, but the Great Principle like the one in Taihuang Palace who has understood the Supreme Principle.

Ziyuan Daxue squinted her eyes and said ambiguously: "Is it white or not? Is it big?"

 Common cases.

“Alas, you don't have a sense of humor. My sister said so much just to draw out the black sword.”

 For example, when I went to Jiang's house this time, no one showed up to provoke him.

“Wait a minute, how do you know about cells?” Qi Yuan blinked.

 He also wanted to see what the level of the "Zi Mansion" of the big forces was.

Even if your eyes are not as good as a microscope, that's too bad.

 She fluttered her sleeves, stamped her feet and flew away.

An Xunlu's face turned red with anger: "You are shameless!"

“You guys, work harder, practice the "Ancestral Blood Art", and suppress the black sword.

 “Do you want to say something about her...?”

Zi Yuan Xiaolu next to her was blushing with embarrassment, holding her clothes in her hands. If she wasn't so shy, she would have covered her ears.

This is the taste of the world of immortality.

"I am really Zifu, I am not lying." Qi Yuan said seriously.

“Whatever level of cultivation you have, I will lower it to the same level as you, otherwise don't say it's unfair.”

"We, Black Demon Abyss, have already studied bloodlines. Isn't it too much to coin the word 'cell'?" Ziyuan Daxue looked at Qi Yuan like a country bumpkin.

However, this also takes time to brew.

 “Hmph!” An Xunlu's chest trembled with anger, revealing a large area of ​​spring.

Hmm...the rumor will be successful.

When Qi Yuan heard the words, he understood immediately.

Sister is very rebellious and dislikes him. "Ziyuan Daxue said seriously.

This person from the Black Demonic Abyss is so good at spreading rumors!

However, this situation is also very common on Blue Star.

This man is so shameless!

 Pretend to be Zifu.

 “Hey, don't spread rumors about me, I didn't think about it... An Xunlu!” Qi Yuan was speechless.

Qi Yuan thinks that the reason why the Ziyuan clan can live for so long because they have such bad mouths is because they have strong blood.

"Sister, I'm just talking. I advise you to stop dreaming. You don't have a chance to think about it. The person An Xunlu likes...is the Black Sword." When the Black Sword was mentioned, Zi Yuan Daxue's face rarely showed a solemn look.

This scene made Qi Yuan blink.

 This scene disappointed Qi Yuan.

The head of this person in the Black Demon Abyss is too abnormal?

Ziyuan Daxue, who was next to him, laughed out loud when he saw An Xunlu being eaten up: "I testify, he is really Zifu."

Ziyuan Daxue's rumor was not foreshadowed at all.

Is it possible, fellow countryman?

In the many years since Black Demon Abyss became the overlord of the Sixth Heaven, he has never understood the supreme principle.

 Hence, I attach great importance to the black sword.

Prodigies like Ziyuan Daxue have also been instilled with many ideas.

 After entering the Yangshen, you should mainly use the black sword.

 She was naturally dissatisfied.

“Sister Niujiao, don't worry, you helped me last time, and I'll help you deal with the black sword next time.” Qi Yuan said, patting his chest.

 “Are you serious about it?” Ziyuan Daxue said speechlessly.

However, considering that Xue Pao regards the man from Taihuang Palace as a formidable enemy, it is normal to look down on Black Sword.

"I'm just talking. Don't really go to trouble Black Sword. This person is very scary. He is... the disciple of the Black Demon Ancestor. Even our ancestors have to call him junior brother when they see him." Ziyuan Daxue's face dignified.

The Black Demon Originator is the eldest of the nine elders of the Black Demon Abyss, and most of the remaining eight elders are his disciples.

 So, Heijian's seniority is higher than all of them.

Zi Yuan Daxue shrugged: "Your cave is ahead, so I won't go there.

It just so happens that Ziyuan Xiaolu is very virtuous and good at housework, so let her help you organize the cave. "

After Ziyuan Daxue finished speaking, he yawned and left.

Although the ancestors were very optimistic about the blood robe, Ziyuan Daxue also understood that no matter how strong the bloodline of the blood robe was, it could not compare to the black sword.

 The blood of the Black Demon Ancestor...is limited.

 In the empty land, only Qi Yuan and the shy Ziyuan Xiaolu were left.

 “Pink Corner Girl, I'll leave it to you to clean up the house!”

 Qi Yuan looked at Ziyuan Xiaolu with a gentle expression.

Ziyuan Xiaolu's face turned red, as if she was embarrassed by being called Qi Yuan.

 She lowered her head and whispered: "Okay."

After Ziyuan Xiaolu finished speaking, she flew towards Qiyuan's Steel Cave.

 Suddenly, thousands of small purple dews appeared in the air and scattered into various places in the Steel Cave.

When Qi Yuan saw this scene, he put his hand on his chin and looked solemn, as if he was thinking about an extremely important thing.

 Finally, dozens of breaths passed, and Qi Yuan showed an excited look on his face.

“If I kidnap Ziyuan Xiaolu to Blue Star, and part of her go to the electronics factory to tighten screws, wouldn't it be possible to make a lot of money; and part of her would go to a certain country to become a vagabond, wouldn't that country be impoverished?”

The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the smarter he felt, and he discovered a huge business opportunity.

 This also made him quite excited.

Soon, he didn't think much about it.

 If you use your brain frequently, you may become excited and suffer from insomnia.

 He entered the packed cave and tidied it up a little.

 He took out the "Ancestral Blood Jue" and looked at it carefully.

　　【This is a bloodline jump technique with several loopholes. If it is corrected..., the cultivation speed can be increased by more than a hundred times. 】

 Qi Yuan's eyes returned to his old profession, and he saw the loopholes in "Ancestral Blood Jue" at a glance.

 He also got more news about the "Ancestral Blood Art".

“The Ten Thousand Martial Gods also contain a special bloodline.”

 “The Phagocytic Prime… turns out not to be.”

Being accosted by Ziyuan Daxue, Qi Yuan actually had many guesses in his mind.

 At first, he thought that the phagocytozoon given to him by the Mother of God was a very special bloodline.

 The result is the Martial God of Ten Thousand Paths.

"So, practicing this "Ancestral Blood Art" can also increase the potential of my Ten Thousand Dao Martial God bloodline, and then increase my strength?"

 Qi Yuan was thoughtful.

 After returning from Gongxing, his cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God has stagnated.

The road to martial arts seems to have come to an end.

 Now, here we see another way to improve the Martial God of Ten Thousand Paths.

 Qi Yuan squinted his eyes, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

“The Ten Thousand Martial Gods seem to value bloodline more.”

 “The Immortal Way is understanding and the way.”

 This is a two-way street.

 “Will the Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods become a muscular tyrant?” Qi Yuan hesitated.

 But after thinking about it, he swallowed the stars.

 DharmXiang Shen is already a big muscle tyrant.

 “Start adapting the "Ancestral Blood Art" to practice!"

Without a second thought, Qi Yuan began to seriously adapt "Ancestral Blood Jue".

Outside the Steel Cave, tens of thousands of clones of Ziyuan Xiaolu are still using various spells to clean the house with great care and meticulousness. Qi Principle closed his eyes and started working seriously.

 Three days passed, and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

 A wisp of black flowed in his eyes.

He had a look of surprise on his face: "The "Ancestral Blood Art" is so powerful?"

 After adapting "Ancestral Blood Art", he practiced quickly and finally reached the first level through his own efforts.

With this breakthrough, he discovered the power of this method.

 His cultivation level as a Martial God of Ten Thousand Paths has surprisingly... doubled!

This is extremely scary!

“Isn't it said that raising Yang Shen's cultivation level is as difficult as ascending to heaven? Why is it so easy?”

 Qi Yuan was in a good mood.

The first floor is so scary.

 When you have reached perfection in cultivation, you must not slander the Great Principle?

 Even stronger?

But at this time, Qi Yuan stopped practicing.

 He felt that he was a little exhausted from practicing too hard and needed to rest for a while.

 Balance between work and rest.

 According to an inappropriate example, this kind of cultivation requires the use of a kind of blood cells. Once these cells are used up, you have to wait for regeneration before you can practice.

 This situation actually exists objectively.

But most monks in the Black Demonic Abyss will not encounter it.

 After all, they are slow in cultivation.

“Let's see what gift their ancestors gave me?”

  Qi Yuan then remembered that Zi Yuanzu also gave him a small gift.

 He opened the storage bag that Rosewood handed to him and looked at it carefully.

 It is necessary to guard against things as big as gifts.

In an instant, a drop of extremely dark blood fell into Qi Yuan's eyes.

This drop of blood exudes an extremely terrifying aura.

 As if falling, it could crush a planet.

 Qi Yuan also sensed a strong sense of crisis.

 Through this drop of blood, he seemed to see a supremely powerful person.

"This is…"

　　【Black Demon Ancestral Blood, the source of the Black Demon Abyss clan's bloodline, bloodline treasure, the blood left over from the transformation of a certain creature. 】

 The eyebrows of the left eye are jumping wildly.

 It is showing that this is a good thing and there is no danger.

 “It smells so good...”

 Qi Yuan was a little hungry.

 He swallowed half of the drop of blood in one gulp.

 Half of it is left.

 He did not swallow it.

 Because...I'm full.

 In an instant, Qi Yuan felt a strong feeling of fullness, and felt that his energy was strong again.

 Countless changes occurred in his body.

He felt that his body seemed stronger.

Even without the spiritual power to protect his body, he would not feel any pain from his sinuses when he encountered previous enemies.

 “I feel like I'm terrifyingly strong now!”

 “You can eat 100 million white flour steamed buns in one meal, without drinking water!”

“No wonder my family wants to swallow the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor, this is a great tonic!”

 “This Black Demon Abyss is really the right place, it is my blessed land!”

 Qi Yuan's eyes were deep and full of expectation.

 He is so energetic that he now wants to run laps around the Blue Star.

However, he hesitated again.

How come Zi Yuantian's ancestor is so kind to him?

 There must be a reason for things to go wrong!

Qi Yuan was thinking, and his figure flashed out of the cave bedroom.

Not far away, Ziyuan Xiaolu lowered her head, the pink horns on her head shone brightly, as if she was banging her head on a door.

 Like an ox plowing a field.

 “Pink Horn Girl!” Qi Yuan shouted.

Ziyuan Xiaolu just stopped and ran up to Qi Yuan with a look on her face, panting: "Brother in blood robe, what's wrong?"

Blood Robe is the leader of the five demons, so it is appropriate for her to call her senior brother.

“I'm secretly asking you about an important matter, but please don't tell anyone else!” Qi Yuan looked solemn.

Ziyuan Xiaolu nodded vigorously and felt a little happy.

This senior brother still trusts her.

She clenched her little fists and approached Qi Yuan: "Brother Xuepao, please speak."

"I would like to ask, does the ancestor of Ziyuantian have any relatives left outside, such as his father...his ancestors or something?" Qi Yuan asked his question.

Ziyuan Xiaolu was confused by this question: "This... this junior sister doesn't know."

How could the private affairs of Zi Yuantian's ancestor be known to her as a mere myth?

“Senior brother in blood robe, why are you asking these questions?” Ziyuan Xiaolu felt a little apprehensive.

  It's more puzzling.

 In the world of Ziyuan Tian, ​​if the ancestors talk about it like this, they can feel it at any time.

 “Didn't my ancestor give me a meeting gift?” Qi Yuan looked suspicious.

“Huh?” Ziyuan Xiaolu was still puzzled and a little jealous in her heart.

 “The meeting gift he gave me is a bit precious, I'll give it to you secretly and don't tell anyone else!”

Qi Yuan said, opening a corner of the storage bag.

Ziyuan Xiaolu came closer, her eyes widened and round: "Black! Demon! Ancestor! Blood!"

She was shaken, with a look of disbelief on her face.

 This is the blood of the Dark Demon's ancestor!

Even the Yang God in the Realm of Perfection is not qualified to obtain it if he has not established a huge industry for the Black Demonic Abyss.

 Only the nine elders have a share.

 The result... was given a blood robe?

 How could she not be shocked.

 As a result, what Qi Yuan said next made her even more nervous.

“The blood of the Black Demon's ancestors is so precious. If your ancestors are willing to give it to me, there must be a reason.

I doubt very much whether I am your ancestor who has been outside the Black Demon Abyss for many years. "Qi Yuan thought seriously.

 As for whether he is the son of Zi Yuanzu?

 Don't even think about it.

 His parents died when he was young.

Since he is not someone else's son, there is only one truth, he is someone else's ancestor!

 Otherwise, why would others do anything nice to him for no reason?

Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked her eyes, and her little tongue slid across her moist lips, seeming quite shocked.

She said aggrievedly: "Brother Blood-robed, I don't know about this kind of thing..."

 She did not dare to take what Qi Yuan said.

If her ancestors find out about it and get angry, she will be done with it.

"Alas..." Qi Yuan sighed, "I won't make it difficult for you."

Hearing this, Ziyuan Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Xuepao, please don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing. If the ancestors hear it... I'm afraid...

 Also, Xiaolu's mouth is the tightest, please don't worry, blood-robed senior brother! "

 Qi Yuan nodded: "Well, you continue cleaning, I'll go out and take a look."

 After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

He was going to ask Ziyuan Daxue, An Xunlu, and other monks from Ziyuantian. His ancestor gave him the blood of the Black Demon Ancestral. Is he his ancestor's wild father?

Human beings are all curious, and Qi Yuan is no exception.

At the same time, outside the sky, Zi Yuanzu's body was twisted, and Zhili was twisted into a ball.

 The conversation between Qi Yuan and Ziyuan Xiaolu involved him, so naturally he could not escape his perception.

 “You...brain!”

 “What do you think!”

 He is already very old and has lived for an unknown number of years.

 How could he have a surviving father and ancestors?

But suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes became suspicious again.

 “Isn't he really my little ancestor?”

 (End of this chapter)

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