"If I kidnap Ziyuan Xiaolu to Blue Star, and some of them go to the electronics factory to tighten screws, wouldn't they be able to make a lot of money? If some of them go to a certain country to become vagrants, wouldn't they make that country poor?"
The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the smarter he felt, and he discovered a huge business opportunity.
This also made him quite excited.
Immediately, 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 Art" 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 Art" at a glance.
He also got more news about "Ancestral Blood Art".
"The Ten Thousand Martial Gods actually contain a special bloodline."
"The Devouring 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 phagocytosis primordial body given to him by the Mother of God was a very special bloodline.
The result is the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God.
"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 Ten Thousand Dao Martial God.
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 path."
These are two ways.
"Won't Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods be able to become a big muscle tyrant?" Qi Yuan hesitated.
But after thinking about it, he swallowed stars.
Dharma image body is already a big muscle tyrant.
"Start adapting the "Ancestral Blood Art" to practice!"
Without thinking, Qi Yuan began to seriously adapt "The Art of Blood".
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 ray of black flowed in his eyes.
There was a look of surprise on his face: "The "Ancestral Blood Art" is so powerful?"
After adapting "Ancestral Blood Art", he quickly practiced and finally reached the first level through his own efforts.
With this breakthrough, he discovered the power of this method.
The cultivation level of his Ten Thousand Dao Martial God has surprisingly... doubled!
This is extremely scary!
"Isn't it said that raising Yang Shen's cultivation level is as difficult as ascending to the sky? 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 deny the great principles?
Or even stronger?
But at this time, Qi Yuan stopped practicing.
He felt that he was exhausted from practicing too hard and needed to rest for a while.
Combination of work and rest.
According to an inappropriate example, this kind of practice requires the use of a type of blood cells. Once these cells are used up, you have to wait for regeneration before you can practice.
This situation actually exists objectively.
However, ordinary monks from the Black Demonic Abyss will not encounter it.
After all, they practice slowly.
"Let's see what gift their ancestors gave me?"
Only then did Qi Yuan remember that Zi Yuanzu had given him a small gift.
He opened the storage bag that Ziyuan Tan handed him and looked at it carefully.
You have to guard against the big things that are given away.
In an instant, a drop of extremely dark blood fell into Qi Yuan's eyes.
This drop of blood exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
It seemed as if it could crush a planet if it fell.
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 on his left eye are jumping crazily.
It shows that this is a good thing and not dangerous.
"It smells so good..."
Qi Yuan was a little hungry.
He swallowed half of the drop of blood in one gulp.
There's half left.
He didn't swallow it.
Because... I'm full.
In an instant, Qi Yuan felt a strong sense of fullness and felt that his energy was strong again.
Countless changes took place in his body.
He felt that his body seemed stronger.
Even without the protection of immortal spiritual power, he would not feel any pain when he encountered previous enemies and even gave him a blow to his sinuses.
"I feel like I'm terribly 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 Demonic Abyss is really the right place, it is my blessed place!"
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.
To be continued...