Chapter 391: Rewriting the Reunification Technique
There was no scene, just in the purely dark space, Long Wenmu's eyelids were beating slightly.
His body was wrapped in light yellow cyclones, and countless fluorescences merged into his body.
When each fluorescent particle merges with the body, Long Wenmu can clearly feel the blood throbbing. When this powerful force surges, the blood in his body tumbling and surging.
Light red blood vessel lines spread throughout his body, and the blood flow accelerated. If someone touched his body at this moment, he would definitely find that his body was as hot as the burning iron.
Long Wenmu was immersed in his mind, and no one could sense it better than him. When this transformation began, his own strength was increasing at a perceived speed.
The blood power contained in the body is constantly growing, just like countless wild beasts roaring in their bodies, trying to break through the cage of their bodies.
The demonic power became richer at a terrifying speed. Not only the demonic power, but also the body was constantly changing. The body became more indestructible under the baptism of blood power. It was more like a new life than a change.
Long Wenmu had heard from elders in the clan that the strength of each person's bloodline is inherently destined, and the upper limit can never be changed. However, even if the upper limit of bloodline is destined, the amount of power in the bloodline may be stimulated depends on the person.
If a person's bloodline power is ten, the power that a normal tomb tribe can pull out is only six or seven points.
Long Wenmu has innate bloodline. If his bloodline limit is twenty, then the power he can pull out is fifteen or sixteen.
The upper limit cannot be changed, and the amount of guiding power depends on qualifications. Long Wenmu has also tried to stimulate all the foundation in his bloodline in the past, but in his past attempts, there was always an invisible film that hindered the breakthrough of power.
At this moment, this obstacle melted quickly like snowflakes under the scorching sun. With the gift given by Xihe, both of the ultimate strength of the bloodline and the mastery of oneself, they both broke through the original bottleneck.
If his original bloodline was twenty, then now it would be twenty-five...twenty-seven...even even thirty...
Every moment, the bloodline power is increasing at an unimaginable speed.
If you practice normally, Long Wenmu probably didn't even dare to think about the speed of growth. His body was wrapped in a warm current, and the blood like steel flowed in his blood vessels. Something slowly woke up in his heart.
Thinking is dark, feeling silence and ethereality.
He clearly closed his eyes, but the pictures around him were clearly imprinted into his mind.
Xihe once said that the ancestor of the Langshan Tomb Clan was named Di Jun, who was in charge of Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang were the first truth to build the world.
The pictures that reflected Long Wenmu's mind gradually became no longer so three-dimensional, and the world seemed to have become a huge painting. Standing in front of this painting, he could see clearly every stroke, every stroke, and every hazy lines on this huge picture connected everything with each other.
It seemed that at that moment, all the confusion accumulated in the heart was dissipated. Things that cannot be seen by the eyes, things that cannot be heard by the ears, things that cannot be smelled by the nose, things that cannot be tasted by the mouth, things that cannot be felt by the skin, all appear more and more clearly in perception.
He stretched out his hand and gently fiddled with it, and then he held the original appearance of things.
He was immersed in this strange perception, and of course he would not find any changes in himself. He was completely unaware that in the dark space, with every wave of his hand, a hurricane swept over. The light spots that were flying around him gathered into a long river coiled around him, and the river water was surging, and the sound of waves slamming the shore.
The storm was still continuing, and Xihe stared at him silently at this moment, from the initial surprise to the smile.
She knew what Long Wenmu had realized during the awakening of his bloodline. Although it would not allow his cultivation to improve by leaps and bounds, it would definitely clear his many confusions and obstacles in the future.
After all, that was left by that person...
This change lasted for seven days. On the eighth day, when Long Wenmu breathed deeply for the last time, absorbing a lot of glimmer of light into his body, his eyes that had been closed for a long time finally opened.
As his eyes opened and closed, the long fluorescent river that had been coiling him for seven days turned into a spot of light all over the sky.
Long Wenmu was still a little confused at first, but had not yet woken up from that wonderful insight. He moved his arms gently, and the bones all over his body clattered.
The body is so brisk and comfortable that it is indescribable. Looking at the palm of your hand, it actually feels strange that you have never felt before.
There is plenty of demonic power flowing in the muscles and veins. When did your demonic power become so strong? Regardless of the demonic power of demon scars, the bloodline power is more than twice as strong as before.
Long Wenmu was a little overjoyed, and his gains were a little beyond imagination.
There were still fluorescent light floating around, but Long Wenmu did not accept it anymore.
If he was interested, he could indeed continue to absorb it. But he realized that his blood power had reached a saturation.
Every muscle swells and hurts slightly, as if I have eaten too much.
If you continue to accept it, your body may not be able to bear it.
Although he didn't know what the consequences would be of continued absorption, it probably wouldn't be good.
Even if he can't bear to give up, he still understands the principle that greed cannot chew too much. If he eats the marrow and knows the taste, he must stop in time.
"The power of your bloodline has improved greatly, and your strength is no longer the same as before." Xihe's voice touched Long Wenmu's attention.
Long Wenmu then remembered that Xihe was also on the side and hurriedly raised his head: "Thank you, senior."
Without Xihe's generosity, he would definitely not be able to increase so much strength.
Xihe shook his head: "It's not all my credit. It's your own efforts to grow as much as you grow. You have the innate bloodline, which is the innate condition that distinguishes you from other people in the tomb tribes. If it weren't for this, your bloodline wouldn't have grown so much."
"Senior, are my advantages of innate bloodlines? So, what is the essential difference between innate bloodlines and other bloodlines?" Long Wenmu asked curiously.
Xihe did not hide it: "You only need to know that the initial tomb tribe people were divided into two categories. One of them was ordinary human race, and we were given blood power by our acquired nature, which was also the origin of most tomb tribe people. But there was another type, and there were very few people of this type. They were people with blood ties with us. The tomb tribe people who could awaken the innate blood must be descendants of the direct blood veins."
Long Wenmu's eyes widened. This was the first time he knew about this.
Blood ties? Blood ties?
Xihe means that in the initial tomb tribe, most of the people received the gift of strength, but some of them were descendants of Xihe and others?
Is this the so-called difference between a godson and a biological son?
Those who can awaken the innate blood must be descendants of direct blood relatives. If you awaken the innate blood, wouldn’t that mean…
"Di Jun...is my ancestor?"
Not in name, but the kind that is truly connected with blood?
Xihe nodded slightly and turned to the side: "He and I foreseeed the future day. Although we knew it was fruitless, in order to try to avoid it, I and him separated from each other when their fate was about to end. Their children would take half of them away.
Long Wenmu shuddered: "Wait, you mean..."
"Don't ask." Xihe said sternly.
Long Wenmu said "Oh" and shut up obediently.
Let’s not talk about anything else. What does it mean to take half of the offspring away? Wait, she and Di Jun are...
Xihe didn't plan to say too much, and it would be useless to ask Long Wenmu any more questions.
"There is one more thing, that old... ancestor?" Long Wenmu shouted weakly.
Xihe glared directly, scaring Long Wenmu so much that he shrank back.
Isn’t it just to call my ancestors? Is it scary to use?
"The ancestors don't have to shout it, nor do they have to add the word "old". Time has changed for too long, so ordinary etiquette does not need to be used here."
It turned out that he was angry about this. Long Wenmu always felt that no matter how old a woman is, no matter how old she is, no matter how many people, ghosts, gods and Buddhas, it seems that she doesn't like the word "old". Anyway, in Long Wenmu's opinion, it is completely unreasonable.
"I... had a very wonderful feeling before." Long Wenmu simply omitted the title.
"I said that you know too little about this world. Before, you were just searching for memories in your blood and perceived one or two. Now that you have touched this level of insight, it should be of some benefit to you in the future."
Long Wenmu nodded in a vague way.
The power of bloodline has been improved and its strength has increased by a lot. This trip to the tomb has gained a lot enough.
"What should I do with the power of the element in my dantian?" Long Wenmu thought about it and asked again. But he didn't really think that Xihe would give an answer. He inherited a source and could at least control the balance between elements. Maybe he might find a way to resolve it in the future.
Xihe walked lightly to him and touched his forehead with his plain fingers.
Long Wenmu knew that Xihe had no malice, so he had no resistance. From the fingers that pressed on his forehead, there seemed to be a kind of cold force coming.
But before there was too much thought, Xihe had already taken back his hand.
"You have practiced a very interesting technique, which is called the Conversion Art." Xihe said lightly.
The Reincarnation Art was learned by Long Wenmu accidentally. This magic art helped him a lot and even saved his life. Long Wenmu once thought that this magic art was unparalleled, but during this trip to the ruins, he gradually realized that this magic art was not omnipotent, and still had certain limitations.
Although the Reincarnation Art is very strange, it is still not enough in the face of absolute power.
"Did you get this technique by accident?"
"Yes." Long Wenmu answered truthfully.
"All things return to one, where does one return to one?" Xihe said the first meditation of the method of "Return to Oneness". When she touched Long Wenmu just now, she should have read Long Wenmu's memory.
"This sentence has nothing to do with cultivation, but it is like a question asked by a person who created magic tricks to those who practiced." Long Wenmu expressed his thoughts.
"Yes, the one who created this magic trick should be a stunning and beautiful person. There are probably not many people in the human race who can understand the truth of things, but the one who created the magic trick should have a deep understanding."
Even Xihe praised that the person who created the magic trick must have something outstanding. Changsun Hou said before that this magic trick came from a ruins, but unfortunately, I am afraid that the person who created the magic trick will not be found again. Or that the creative guy has long been dead and is already a piece of dust in this world. But who can know this?
"Although the Reincarnation Art is a wonderful method, do you think it is unparalleled in the world?"
Long Wenmu didn't think much: "This is not. Although the Guiyi Art is mysterious, I know it has its limits. During the time I was in Yunxuan Kingdom, I had an idea that I wanted to use Guiyi Art to mix the power of the heavenly demon in Qian Lingxue's body, but in the end it failed. Later, in the Five Elements Tower, I used Guiyi Art to deal with the elemental spirit, but in the last two levels, Guiyi Art was useless. So in my opinion, even this magic art cannot be omnipotent."
No matter how mysterious the world is, the secret of returning to the other side is, Long Wenmu does not deny this.
Xihe's lips curled slightly: "Didn't you have a wonderful insight when you were improving? Have you ever thought about rewriting the reincarnation technique with your own insights?"