Walking on the streets of Jiuyuan City, Han Hui could clearly see that no matter the monks or ordinary people in the city, they all had a special temperament. -》レ&spes;レ

"What? You think that because you are residents of Jiuyuan City, you can look down on us outsiders? Yes, I tell you that I am the orthodox member of the Chen family!" Suddenly, a burst of quarreling sounds reached Han Hui's ears, and Han Hui's body

In a flash, I arrived at the corner of the street without anyone noticing and saw several people arguing.

"Boy, you'd better be more sensible. This is Jiuyuan City, not your countryside. What? Your surname is Chen? If your ancestors had tried their best, you wouldn't have fallen to where you are today!" Several sturdy men gathered around.

A thin young man wearing ragged clothes yelled.

"So what? My Chen family has the blood of gods flowing through it. I'm here to test it. As long as my bloodline revives my spirit, I will be a master immediately. Even if you foreigners can be arrogant for a while, you, like me, are orthodox to the Chen family.

What does it mean in comparison?" shouted the thin young man.

"Haha, boy, are you the only one who still wants to restore the divine bloodline of the Chen family? Let me tell you, this is called wishful thinking, this is called vain dreaming!" The big man sneered.[

Han Hui shook his head, this guy was really bad at talking, and he offended all the people with foreign surnames with just one sentence.

"Young man, the Chen family has many bloodlines outside. I have heard of people coming to test bloodlines before. My ancestors were officials who tested bloodlines. In the past few hundred years, I have never heard of testing bloodlines.

The reason why the Chen family can rule the Chen country is because of your majesty’s virtue, not blood.” An old man said to the young man in tattered clothes.

Han Hui rolled his eyes, raised his hands to the old man who was speaking, and said, "My dear, what is the blood test you just mentioned about? I've never heard of it before?"

The old man stroked his beard and said proudly: "The founding emperor of our Chen Kingdom turned into a god and possessed supernatural powers. He finally shattered the void and entered the eternal world of gods. Legend has it that in less than five hundred years, there will be someone in the Chen family.

Resurrect the divine bloodline, make heaven wise, and lead the country to strength."

"Old man, what you are talking about is from the past. Is there anyone who has revived his spirit in the past five hundred years? I'm afraid there won't be any in a thousand years. However, the contemporary His Majesty is wise and powerful, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Living gods say that His Majesty was born and brought together all the gods. As long as Your Majesty is around, the blood of the gods cannot be revived." Another person interjected.

"Hmph, what do you know? One time I was bitten by a poisonous snake, and golden blood flowed out. It was golden, like gold flowing!" The thin young man in tattered clothes said unconvincingly.

"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard!" The big man who had been surrounding the young man suddenly laughed wildly, and then punched the young man in the forehead, causing blood to flow down.

"Is this red blood? Is this golden blood? Don't you know Yan Se?" Another big man laughed.

The young man touched the blood on his forehead and glared at the two of them, but did not dare to move and return it.

"Okay, let's disperse. Don't block traffic here!" A businessman suddenly came in, and a soldier wearing a green military uniform and a long knife on his waist came over.

When several strong men saw the soldiers, they walked sadly to the side with their heads lowered. The young man raised his head and said to the soldiers: "Brother, I'm here for a blood test. We were princes a hundred thousand years ago.

It’s just that our lineage has faded away now!”

One of the soldiers looked him up and down, snorted and said: "To tell you the truth, let alone your family's prince who lived a hundred thousand years ago, my ancestor was a prince fifty thousand years ago. We also have the authentic surname Chen. Our entire Chen country

With the surname Chen, which ancestor is not the emperor or a prince?"

"Young man, go back to where you came from. The blood test has been abandoned a long time ago. If you don't have money, there are several labor stations in Jiuyuan City. You can go there to do some work. Don't dream in vain if you are young!"

He waved his hand patiently and walked away.

The young man's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he muttered: "There is obviously golden blood flowing out of my body, it's golden."

Han Hui reached out and patted the young man and said: "Young man, don't think too much, find a job, you can take this chicken and eat it."

As he said that, a piece of roasted chicken that had always been fragrant appeared on Han Hui's palm. When he saw the roasted chicken, the young man's eyes brightened obviously, and then dimmed again.

"Don't you believe what I said? Everything I said is true. After I was bitten by a poisonous snake, my blood turned golden. By the way, it must have been bitten by a poisonous snake to turn the blood into gold. Let's go

Find a poisonous snake to bite me. Come on, you must follow me to prove my innocence." The young man came and pulled Han Hui away.

Han Hui shook his head. He just patted the young man's shoulder just to see how his bones were. The result was very ordinary, without any plasticity. If he practiced in time, he wouldn't have much future.

Of course, you can still become a monk by piling up resources, but the matter of spiritual revival is nonsense.[

"Don't leave, I must prove to you that the instant sex test has been abolished. I also want you to know that I am not talking nonsense or dreaming in vain. I really have golden blood flowing through me." The young man looked at it.

When Han Hui was about to leave, he screamed and grabbed Han Hui.

At this moment, Han Hui felt compassion. This young man was actually quite pitiful. He had always been decisive in killing, killing countless people and destroying one country after another. He had a heart of stone. When he saw the look in the young eyes,

In despair, as if he had lost his last support and could die at any time, he felt a surge of compassion.

Compassion is inhumane!

The path that monks take to become immortals is inherently inhumane!

Humans cannot become immortals. The beginning of immortality is the end of human beings. If Heaven is sentimental, Heaven will also grow old!

Even if heaven has feelings, it will grow old and no longer be heaven. If you want to become an immortal, how can you have compassion? The Tao is not benevolent and treats all living beings as stupid dogs. If you cannot understand the Tao, how can you cultivate the Tao?

"It's really weird that I actually felt compassion!" Han Hui's eyes flashed.

"Is there really something weird about this guy? Or is it possible that I will fall out of danger this time? If this is the case, you must be careful." Han Hui thought to himself.

He has cultivated the yin spirit, and his will body understands the laws of heaven and earth. Before a disaster comes, his mind will inevitably fluctuate. Although he does not know what the disaster is, he can still remind himself to be more careful.

"Okay, you can follow me. As long as you can prove that you are truly resurrected, I can guarantee that King Chen will know about you!" Han Hui finally nodded and said.

"Okay, don't worry. I will never forget you when I become rich!" The thin young man did not think about what Han Hui said. Even if it was nonsense, he was too lazy to analyze it. What he needs most at the moment is someone.

People who believe in themselves.

Han Hui walked around the city with the young man for two days, and also bought poisonous snakes. After being bitten by a poisonous snake, the blood flowing out is still red blood or black blood, and black blood is poisonous blood.

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were dim, as if he had lost all confidence and support.

However, whenever this young man wanted to die in despair, Han Hui's heart moved, and a sense of compassion rose.

"This guy is really weird!" Han Hui was convinced that this guy had a special physique.

"Little brother, don't be discouraged. To achieve something, a person may not necessarily rely on blood. Look, how many people don't have the blood of God and can still thrive?" Han Hui advised.

He has now determined that there is something strange about this young man, and wants to take him with him to study it carefully: "How about you surrender to me, practice with me, and worship me as your teacher?"

"I want you to be my teacher? Are you a monk? How's your cultivation level?" The young man was stunned.

"Yes, I am a monk. My cultivation level is not high, so I can teach you more than enough." Han Hui said with a smile.

"Originally, I once vowed that if I wanted to practice, I would join the best sect in the world and become the best master in the world. Now it seems that my goal is too far away. It is better to settle for the next best thing and worship under a monk first.

!" The young man said with a sigh.
Chapter completed!