An unexpected fight gave Meng Yan a lot of gains, allowing him to master the method of burning blood, and truly transform the infinite potential of Wanxie's true blood into combat power. If Wu Chou's previous calculations were followed, this power would be properly
If it is exerted, the hematopoietic state can also kill the Holy King. It can be said to be a first-rate and heaven-defying thing.
But Meng Yan didn't feel like he had found a treasure at all, because the food in the world, regardless of whether it was soft or hard, was always difficult to eat in vain, and the price of igniting Wanxie's true blood was not small, and he had to bear the brunt of it.
It's just the physical load. If Wu Chou hadn't cooperated to suppress it and crazily pushed his body to accommodate it, it would have exploded to pieces before the energy was completely released and the combat power surged.
"According to data analysis, this new energy is not suitable for three-dimensional life forms. Not to mention you, even the two-meter human who is suspected of being an orangutan can't bear it. If he is used as a carrier, Burning Blood 1.4
Seven seconds later, it exploded into pieces."
"So you want to say that you are great? Because without you, I would have been shattered into pieces long ago."
"No, it was your original choice that worked. If it weren't for the inexhaustible energy that continuously supplies energy, I wouldn't have the capital to suppress all evil and true blood for you."
"Come on, I still feel that I made the wrong choice. If I had chosen the immortal body, the injury would heal quickly after the fight, so I wouldn't have to be in pain for a long time after the fight... It's really painful."
"That makes sense. The immortal body can quickly repair physical damage. Even small scars in the muscles, bones and flesh can be safely repaired. It doesn't matter, even if you are blown to pieces, as long as your brain and heart are still intact, you can
You can reorganize and resurrect, but in this case, you will be blown to pieces in 0.08 seconds after burning blood. You can't talk about suppressing it, and naturally you can't fight with burning blood."
"There are problems after all, but in my opinion, don't call the system "Grandpa", it's unreliable."
Meng Yan shook his head and exited the inner world. From his own point of view, the biggest gain from this battle was actually having a very powerful good brother. Although Hu Qingtian was a bit straightforward, he was not a fool.
He is definitely a warm-hearted and dedicated man. After the two of them became sworn friends, he was very enthusiastic. He would take the initiative to share any good things and good things here, which made Meng Yan feel a little embarrassed.
Because of the existence of such a foster brother, he suddenly jumped from "new junior student" to "elder brother". Not to mention other benefits, at least he didn't have to do the handyman work. Meng Yan insisted on it himself and didn't want to
Do something special, and then continue working like an ordinary handyman.
"My principle is that I will not do anything less than what I should do, and don't throw anything over my head that I shouldn't do. It doesn't matter to anyone!"
While enjoying the banquet with everyone, Meng Yan stood up and patted his chest and spoke. The servants present cheered loudly, saying that a big brother is very principled, and a university president is extraordinary. He praised the young man to the sky, thinking that he clearly
You can do nothing, but take the initiative to take things up. You are very ambitious, unlike those dandy boys who bully others.
But after hearing these compliments, Meng Yan frowned and said, "I didn't say this just today. Why did everyone have to teach me a lesson when I insisted on this before? Today, everyone says I am ambitious if I insist on this."
, what’s the truth?”
When these words came out, everyone looked a little embarrassed. The truth itself is easy to understand. If it weren't for being strong enough to flatten everyone, how could there be two versions of one thing? However, no one had any complaints, because Being able to make fun of everyone is the privilege of the strong. They can say whatever they want. Since they are no match for others in terms of strength, everyone can only laugh. Fortunately, Meng Yan was not too entangled in this topic, and everyone quickly jumped on it. After that, he continued to drink and make noise.
Although everyone is a handyman with a low status and not much money on hand, they manage the kitchen and have a lot of resources at their disposal. This time to celebrate Meng Yan and Hu Qingtian's friendship, the wine was opened and the atmosphere was really lively, and As a handyman of a large sect, he never strays from his profession and soon talks about training.
Meng Yan was surprised at first. After these days of contact and understanding, it was hard for him to imagine that these guys were so diligent and focused on practice. Even their drunken chats were about practice. But after listening to a few words, he was surprised. I found out that it was no longer the case.
"...the training techniques given by this sect are nothing more than the Floating Frost Sword Technique, the Bright Moon Firefly Technique, and the Five-petal Plum Blossom Heart Technique. I don't think it is possible to say that it can take root well. If you don't get blood, I don’t know how long it will take to practice before I can achieve a breakthrough.”
"Isn't it? Our Qian Xuefeng has limited resources, and the blood materials we can distribute are nothing more than low-grade animal blood and animal bones. It's okay to eat them, but if they are really used to transform blood and strengthen muscles, the effect is not great, and there are many taboos. , if it is not done well, it will cause harm before reaping the benefits.”
"It's already bad like this, but it's not fucking fair. They're all servants, so why do they have more people on the other side and are better than us? Every time, they use the leftovers and we pick up the scraps. Is this fair? We are obviously doing the hard work!"
Someone called out, but no one around him responded. After all, Qian Xuefeng is a women's sect. The men who come here either have impure motives or have nowhere to go. They are inherently disadvantaged and cannot get any good resources. It's no wonder. other people.
It was really depressing to continue talking about this topic, but people always chased to higher places, and soon everyone started talking about the glory in the sect. Someone teamed up to participate in the hunt and obtained the high-grade blood material Empty Cicada Seal Shell, which was used to fuel One's own cultivation level; a certain person completed a certain task, obtained the super-grade blood material Heaven-Drilling Vine, and prepared to come back to make a pair of combat boots for his disciples, which would greatly increase his agility and speed after wearing them; a certain elder killed an evil spirit and obtained a set of powerful weapons. The powerful bones are considered to be refined into weapons and become weapons of the Holy King.
Through everyone's conversations and admiring looks, Meng Yan had a general understanding of this world. The so-called blood materials are materials that can be integrated with one's own body and strengthen the body. From what everyone said, blood materials The scope is all-encompassing, precious animals, plants, living bodies, dead bodies, and even metal, wood, water, fire and earth. It is really only imaginable and everything can be done.
There are ways to obtain blood materials, including hunting, gathering, excavation, and of course trading. Many forces directly use blood materials or techniques as rewards, which are so attractive to masters that they even replace currency, so that the masters in this world all Tian is busy hunting, digging holes, and exploring everywhere in order to obtain various rare blood materials. If he can use it, he will strengthen himself, and if he can't use it, he will leave it to his disciples' descendants, or even sell it.
This also makes the masters and strong men of a sect often either practice in seclusion or go out to hunt for treasures or take on tasks for many years, not only for themselves, but also for the prosperity of their sect. Taking Qian Xuefeng as an example, there are many elders who are out there.
Traveling around, it is rare to come back once in a long time, but every time I come back, I bring a large amount of trophies with me to forge bones and muscles for the younger disciples of my lineage, making others envious.
At this moment, many of the servants are talking about which elder came back last time and what treasures they brought, such as blue-falling yellow springs, nine-secret trees, thousand-star gold in the morning, and half-ghost red frogs... who have created the best in the sect.
Outstanding talents, as they talked, their envy was beyond words, and they only regretted that those good things did not happen to them.
Meng Yan watched coldly and couldn't help but interjected, "These sound beautiful, but... they have nothing to do with us, right? No matter how good the things hunted by the elders are, they will not be distributed to us. Instead of talking here.
, why don’t you do something practical? Even if we are servants and others look down on us, it doesn’t mean we have to look down on ourselves. They can hunt, so can we. If we can’t hunt high-level ones, there are always ones suitable for novices.
How can a little change be better than just envying those formal disciples?"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere cooled down again. Some of the people who had been talking very enthusiastically lowered their heads and drank in silence, some raised their eyes and looked at the sky, and some sneered, but they didn't smile directly at Meng Yan.
...No one took these words seriously. Only Hu Qingtian slapped his thigh with his palm, and his force immediately shattered the wooden stool he was sitting on.
"Okay! As long as the boss is ambitious, no one can look down on us, but we can't look down on ourselves. This sentence is so heartwarming!"
Hu Qingtian's face turned red with excitement, and he wanted to pull Meng Yan over to hug him. Meng Yan was also afraid of his strange power, and dodged away in embarrassment. People around looked at the two of them, all thinking the same thing. One of them looked at him before
It's already depressing enough for someone who doesn't understand people's expressions and speaks without taking into account the situation. Now there's another one here, how will you live in the future?
It wasn't that Meng Yan couldn't feel what these people were thinking, but he didn't care at all. On the contrary, Hu Qingtian really sighed. After everyone dispersed, he pulled Meng Yan and said: "Boss, my brothers are all good people, but they are too
I have no motivation, and if I ask them to practice with me, none of them can survive. Otherwise, if everyone practiced like me and practiced as well as me, we would have gotten ahead a long time ago."
"This...it's really hard to say." Meng Yan smiled bitterly and looked at Hu Qingtian's grinning look. If all the male disciples in Qianxue Peak finally practiced this virtue, they would all be more than two meters tall.
, jumping and shouting, this scene is really scary...
"By the way, how do you practice Kung Fu? Although I don't understand it very well, it's amazing that you strengthened the middle section of your muscles and can forge your bones." Meng Yan said: "But did you practice a little wrong? I look at you,
Do you think you have gone too far and gone astray?"
Hu Qingtian nodded and said: "Many people have told me the same thing. I have also asked many people to take a look, including the masters of my sect, but to no avail. Boss, you are quite capable. Why don't you...come and take a look for me?"