Chapter 42 The Seed
"call!"
After the ten major cycles of heaven ended, Luoyang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"Aoki Kung has already practiced to the third level, but there is still some dislocation from the last level. If you don't have ten days of skill, you may not be able to break through."
Luoyang is very clear about his martial arts progress. With the "Akigi Kung" model simulated by No. 7, his martial arts practice speed is much faster than that of ordinary people, but in the end, it still needs to be improved step by step.
After practicing for an hour, Luoyang felt a little stuffy in the room. It was already early June and the weather was hot. With his skills, he had not yet reached the point where he was incompatible with the cold and heat. After getting out of bed, he walked to the window in three or two steps and pushed both windows away. A cool breeze blew in from outside, making people feel refreshed.
"I heard that after I reach the Huayuan Realm, I will be able to avoid the severe cold and heat, and I don't know when I will reach that realm."
Luoyang looked at the sky in the distance and sighed. This world is much more exciting than the previous life. The martial arts realm is ever-changing. I heard that warriors in the early stage of the Huayuan Realm could knock down a 100-meter mountain with one punch. Such power is simply unimaginable, not to mention that there is a higher martial arts realm above the Huayuan Realm.
However, his current martial arts cultivation has not even reached the fourth level of the inner Qi realm. It is still far from the same as talking about these.
On his left hand was a potted plant base. The plants inside had already dried up and rotten, leaving only a ball of dark and muddy things remaining on the surface of the soil, which looked extremely disgusting.
"No. 7, what would happen if you feed the Draco Cold Star Grass that I have taken over the years to someone at one time?"
Luoyang stretched out his index finger and fiddled with the surface of the soil for a moment, with a sneer on his face.
"If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely die. High-level warriors in the internal Qi realm may still have a chance to survive. As for warriors in the Huayuan realm, they cannot draw conclusions because there is insufficient information."
"That's it." Luoyang smiled slightly, raised his fingers to his nose and smelled them, then frowned: "What a fishy smell."
There are still many poisons left in the residue left by this black sapling, so that these things are extremely fishy and odorous, far more disgusting than ordinary dead branches and leaves.
"Master, there seems to be something inside. I just couldn't detect what was inside." No. 7 suddenly reminded Luoyang in his mind, and a hint of surprise was simulated in his tone.
"There are still things that you can't detect?" Luoyang was also a little surprised, and soon took out a black object the size of a finger from the potted plant.
"Is it a seed?" Luoyang looked at the object in his hand. The thing was oval, with a slightly pointed end, and crystal clear body. If he didn't look carefully, he would probably think it was an object like crystal, and there were circles of patterns circling around his body on the surface.
"This world is so strange. Even dead plants can leave seeds?"
Luoyang has never discovered that there is such a thing in this potted plant, which should be formed after the black sapling dies. But how can a dead sapling still breed seeds?
No. 7 has been tentatively analyzing this thing, but after a long time, he said: "Master, this thing is a bit weird. My detection microwaves are all isolated outside and cannot penetrate deeper."
Luoyang raised his brow and frowned, "Is it so mysterious?"
No. 7 has strong abilities, and there is no doubt that it can independently analyze the four-fold model architecture of "Aoki Kung" when there is insufficient data, and make significant improvements to know one or two.
But this small plant seed actually stumped No. 7, which aroused Luoyang's curiosity.
Luoyang returned to the table in the house, washed away the filth on the surface of the seeds with clean water, and then put it in his hand to look at it.
After washing, the surface of the seed looks even more crystal clear, and the patterns on it are also particularly clear. They hover down in circles. Luoyang picked up the seeds and looked at them in the middle of his sight. He looked at them and felt as if he saw a small black vortex, full of attraction.
He couldn't help but look down along the lines on the surface of the seeds.
Wow!
A black mist suddenly surged at the bottom of the black vortex, and a trace of mist kept hovering and pulling each other. Slowly, it turned into a twisted face, empty eye sockets, thin heads, and a trace of mist floated on the head, forming a hair.
"Damn, this is a traitor." Luoyang's scalp numb and he was eager to put down the seeds in his hand, but soon he found that his body had become stiff and his hands and feet could not move at all.
"What's going on?" Luoyang's pupils shrank.
"Warning! Warning! It was detected that the owner's consciousness had a strong fluctuation, the heartbeat speed increased by 50%, the blood flow accelerated by 100%, and the blood vessels in the body had slightly ruptured. Please stay away from the object in your hand as soon as possible."
"Damn, who can tell me what happened?" In Luoyang's sight, the grimace in the vortex was constantly rising, getting closer and closer to his eyes.
Bang!
Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the windows of the room, blew the two windows and kept hitting the walls on both sides.
Quiet!
At some point, a black crow flew into the yard from outside and landed on the windowsill. A pair of scarlet and weird eyes stared at Luoyang without moving.
The grimace is getting closer and closer to Luoyang's eyebrows, and the face is constantly magnifying. A pair of empty eyes almost touched Luoyang's pupils. A trace of black air penetrates directly into his body along Luoyang's eyes, ears, mouth and nose. Blood has already overflowed from his seven orifices.
The loud warning of No. 7 was still echoing in Luoyang's mind.
"Get out!" Luoyang's body stretched out suddenly, then he leaned back hard. Driven by gravity, his body finally fell to the ground, and the black seeds in his hand also fell out.
bump!
Luoyang's back head hit the ground, and a severe pain came.
"Hiss!" Luoyang took a breath of cold air in pain, and his head seemed to explode. He opened his eyes suddenly, but was stunned by the scene he saw in front of him.
"this......"
He found that he was not lying on the ground at this moment, still holding the black seed in his hand, maintaining his previous posture, sitting upright at the table, without the wind outside the room, and there was no crow's screams, everything seemed to have a dream.
"No. 7, what happened just now?" Luoyang felt his throat extremely dry, and even his voice became hoarse.
"Master, your mental fluctuations were too strong just now, so you should have hallucinations."
"Illusion?" Luoyang suddenly felt an incredible feeling in his heart, but in this moment, the black seed turned into a black gas and penetrated into his palm, so fast that it was impossible to react.
"I think this is not all an illusion..." Luoyang stared at his empty palms blankly.
Chapter completed!