Before the sentence was finished, Bu Chenyu shook all over, his face became paler, and a strand of blood slowly oozed out from his lips that had lost their blood.
Zheng Haoyi was finally moved: "What's wrong with you?"
Bu Chenyu smiled bitterly and strongly: "It always costs a price to peek into Tianji. I have spent a hundred years of life and only look at this clue. The one behind me can only ask you. I will set off from Tianji Hall at noon tomorrow and head to the west of 1,300 miles.
, remember, remember!"
It seemed as if he had used all his strength in his body. He raised his hand to hold the hall pillar and sat on the ground shakingly. Blood began to seep out of the corners of his eyes, and his whole body emitted a strong aura of decay, just like
The peerless orchid that blooms to the extreme and witheres.
Zheng Haoyi looked at him firmly, but did not reach out to help him, but said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll write it down."
After saying that, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and turned to Bu Chenyu and said, "You think I will just say it just by saying it, why waste so much blood?"
Chicken blood?!
The dying Bu Chenyu suddenly looked up and said in disbelief: "How do you know I'm using chicken blood?!"
His beautiful phoenix eyes almost glared into cow's eyes, and his excited expression did not look weak and dying and listless?
Zheng Haoyi rubbed his forehead and said, "Last time you used juice, the color was too light, last time you used cinnabar, the texture was not the same, last time you used syrup, the sweetness was too strong, I see you this time
It's been a long time since I've been using real blood. Most of the time, the Tianji Hall is fasting, and it is strictly forbidden to kill indiscriminately. On the way, I happened to smell the people in the kitchen who sent you the chicken soup you had just stewed, except for what you used
What blood will chicken blood be? Could it be that you are willing to bleed yourself?"
Bu Chenyu was hit hard and was very sad: "You can't pretend you were deceived by me?"
"It's so fake! You haven't reached the state of the marrow-cleaning Yijing. You can live for at most eighty years. How can you waste a hundred years of life? Being deceived by such a low lie is too insulting my wisdom.
Zheng Haoyi shook his head and said.
The cultivation level of warriors on Qianyun Continent is divided into seven realms, namely the realm of detachment, the realm of bone change, the realm of marrow washing, the realm of Yijing, the realm of transcendence, the realm of transcendence, and the realm of saints. Before breaking through to the realm of transcendence, lifespan
Like ordinary people, it can only last about a hundred years at most.
A warrior in the extraordinary realm can have a lifespan of about two hundred years, but when he reaches the realm of transcendence, he will have a lifespan of five hundred years, and he will have a lifespan of thousands of years in the realm of holy realm! It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a living god.
"And your wig." Zheng Haoyi seemed to think it was not exciting enough, and pointed at Bu Chenyu's amazing hair that was scattered on the ground and continued: "More than a month ago, your hair just reached your shoulders, with yours
With cultivation and talent, you will be out of heaven if your hair is longer than your shoulders and back at this time.”
Hair length is one of the important signs that show the cultivation and talent of young warriors in Qianyun Continent. Before the age of twenty, the higher the cultivation level, the better the talent, the longer the hair will be. Those who have grown over their waists when they are young are all the tripods on the mainland.
A famous and powerful man.
If Bu Chenyu's over-knee wig was real, he must at least be the best master in the world.
Zheng Haoyi criticized him, and Bu Chenyu was so angry that he didn't bother to pretend to be a god. He jumped up like an evil tiger and grabbed Zheng Haoyi's clothes and said fiercely: "Are you going to say whether you want to go?"
Zheng Haoyi smiled: "Go! You did such a big show just to deceive me into meeting some destined person. If I don't go, I will be too disgraceful."
"You know what you are interested." Bu Chenyu wiped off the chicken blood from the corners of his lips and eyes in disappointment. He was a little unwilling to do it: "I'm serious, do what I say, and you will really see your destiny tomorrow.
People and the doomsday are not my own calculations. Several ancestors in the clan have similar premonitions."