This object comes from Bai Zhanqi's palace. One of the palaces specializes in the collection of spiritual wine. There are many types, and each type has written records.

The container of yellow-leaf wine is unique, so I just remembered it when Qincheng collected it.

"Just good luck? When I said this spiritual wine is suitable, you will take out this wine. How could it be such a coincidence?"

Han Ming smiled and obviously didn't believe in Qin Cheng's excuses.

"In my opinion, Xiaoyou Qin is also a wine lover. If you have the vision to buy such good things, it is better not to do it casually. It is a rare opportunity to meet a confidant today. You and I will not return without getting drunk."

Han Mingsheng laughed and pulled Qin Cheng to have a cup of tea.

It seems that he regards Qin Cheng as a fellow friend.

Qin Cheng smiled helplessly, but unexpectedly Han Mingsheng misunderstood.

Although I have no resistance to Lingjiu, I don’t like it very much.

But it cannot be said that the origin of this spiritual wine.

Huangye Ling wine enters the stomach and does taste good, especially when paired with the meat of the Linlong beast. Qin Cheng feels that the combination of the two will make the internal organs warm and comfortable, and the nourishing effect will be obvious, which can be transformed into an effect that is not inferior to the immortal elixir.

It seems that Uncle Han Si is really knowledgeable and is not talking nonsense.

"Uncle Han Si, wait a moment." Seeing that the other party was drinking too fiercely, Qin Cheng quickly stopped.

After drinking one cup by himself, Han Mingsheng could pour three cups in. After eating the Qilong meat, he took out more than a dozen jars of spiritual wine.

If you deliberately do not refine the smell of alcohol, you will get drunk sooner or later.

The other party is probably idle, but he still has some serious things to do.

"I actually have something to ask for help from seniors. I don't know if you have blood related to dragons in your hands. There is no limit on the type and the quality is the best. I can exchange it for equivalents." Qin Cheng said.

"Does my friend Qin want dragon blood? I should have a lot of this in my hand, but I'll be spared if I change it. You saved my niece and just a little bit of spiritual beast blood. Just take it away..."

Han Mingsheng was stunned. He was already drunk at this time.

With a wave of his hand, a Lingjing bottle appeared on the table.

When this treasure bottle appeared, Qin Cheng could feel a violent aura across the bottle.

It seems that the blood scent inside, even the bottle of the bottle

In this translucent treasure vase, there is even a phantom like a dragon, which is constantly flowing.

Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes, a little surprised.

The Lingjing Bottle is very capable of placing things. The blood has accumulated to produce a phantom of breath. How many dragons did Uncle Han kill?

"In order to taste the taste of dragon tendons, I went to the other side of the crack in the world to catch dragons."

Han Mingsheng was a little surprised when he saw Qin Cheng, and proudly drank half a jar of spiritual wine, boasting: "At that time, we happened to meet a demon cultivator. He relied on his cultivation to be higher than me, and he actually shouted at me and wanted to suppress me.

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"Can I tolerate this? So in anger, I turned his hand and subdued him. Unexpectedly, this demon clan was actually a descendant of the Holy Beast Blue Dragon Bloodline, so I planned to suck his dragon tendons.

But this guy kept struggling. In anger, I took half of his blood and planned to let him bleed first."

"I didn't expect that the boy had a backstage. Before he could destroy him, he was chased by his ancestors. I had to throw it away and then run for my life."

When Han Mingsheng said this, he was a little regretful that he had not taken the dragon tendons.

"So the dragon's blood stayed, and I also sent some of my friends, and the rest was here, you can take it away."

"Give it all to me, I won't leave any more for you, senior?" Qin Cheng said.

"I am a rough man, and it's useless to keep things. Every time I see him, I remember that I haven't tasted the dragon tendons of the descendants of the Azure Dragon. I feel upset when I think about it, take it away quickly." Han Mingsheng waved his hand, very

He said unhappy.

Qin Cheng shook his head, seeing that Han Mingsheng had drunk too much on his own, and he had no intention of rebelling against him.

Although Han Mingsheng was drunk, his wine tasted good. He pulled Qin Cheng and Han Mingyue to tell the story of him wandering around the world.

He has a lot of experience, has visited many dangerous places, and it is very picturesque. Qin Cheng also got a lot of useful information from it.

After the banquet ended, Qin Cheng returned to the room and looked at the Lingjing bottle in his hand, feeling a little satisfied.

Although there is some dragon blood in my hand, the quality is mixed and the quantity is average.

I thought that Han Mingsheng was a second-defeated monk, and there might be some dragon blood in his hand, but I didn't expect that it was of this quality.

The inherited bloodline of this Qinglong Holy Beast is equivalent to being the descendant of the holy beast. Isn’t it similar to Zhu Linger’s?

I just don’t know where that guy’s bloodline has evolved, but it’s certain that it’s valuable.

You can take it away first, but it will not work if you use it all.

Using spiritual energy to dispel the alcoholic spirit in his body, Qin Cheng once again entered the refining space and took out the dragon blood from the Lingjing Bottle.

A ball of blood as big as a fist was suspended in front of Qin Cheng.

In this blood, a little dragon kept flowing, exuding a sharp and majestic aura.

Even if the blood of the descendants of the holy beast is not a pure holy beast, the inherited bloodline is completely different from that of ordinary monsters and spirit beasts.

Sitting cross-legged in front of this ball of blood, the content of the blood refining technique quickly passed through Qin Cheng's mind.

Qin Cheng chose three methods to improve the origin of his dragon, and blood refining is one of them.

However, the blood refining method itself has nothing to do with its own goals. This technique is both good and evil. Its function is to temper blood and extract the soul breath of the cultivator contained in the blood.

As for what to do after extracting the other party’s soul, it has nothing to do with the blood refining method.

Although this technique seems to be used to practice certain evil techniques, after Qin Cheng saw it, he linked it with the dragon energy.

According to the introduction of the Blood Refining Method, everything can be refined with blood.

And the aura refined is his soul aura.

Can the dragon or descendants of the dragon clan get a soul containing some dragon souls after refining blood?

If you want to improve the origin of the dragon, you will definitely not be able to sit cross-legged and dream.

Studying the soul of dragons is obviously one direction.

Of course, there are two other means to cooperate and complement each other. Qin Cheng believes that his understanding of the origin will improve rapidly.

The blood refining method is not complicated. Qin Cheng sorted out a little and then began to use it.

When the fire ignites, a wisp of blood will turn into mist as if it evaporates.

And above the refining space, these auras gradually condensed and turned into a dragon covered with scales and horns.

The dragon refined by blood did not have the consciousness of a monk, but instead circled and flew in this space with instinct, and sometimes twisted its body.

Qin Cheng stared at the dragon with his eyes tightly. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the stars of the dragon's origin kept flowing.

If you want to improve your original perception, you must understand the holy beast like dragon.

But now it is difficult to find a real dragon in the world. The dragon with relatively pure bloodline is also an improvement for itself.
Chapter completed!