Ye Lan is extremely talented, and Long Wenmu has witnessed her growth with his own eyes.
It's just a pity that after Xihe taught her like this, Long Wenmu probably won't be able to teach her anything in the future.
Yunjia patted Yelan's shoulder lightly: "Alchemy masters are very rare. Even Qingyun Castle doesn't have many. You can be considered the first alchemy master in Lingyun Castle. If you have this ability, no matter where you go in the future,
, I’m afraid others are rushing to get you.”
Ye Lan glanced at Long Wenmu. She was not very interested in this kind of vanity. Anyway, she would just follow wherever Long Wenmu was.
Xi He's teaching to Ye Lan was not over yet, so he said to Long Wenmu and Yun Jia: "If you are also interested, you can listen together."
It was a rare opportunity for Xi He to teach in person, so Long Wenmu and Long Wenmu would not let go of such a good thing.
They sat around each other in a pavilion and listened to Xi He's detailed explanation.
Even though Long Wenmu cannot make elixirs, he has the foundation as a medical practitioner. If he can learn from Xi He, his medical skills will definitely improve a lot.
As for Yunjia, although his knowledge of pharmacology is still shallow, he can still gain something if he understands it in detail.
Xihe had nothing to hide and told everything she knew. If others had any questions, she would answer them one by one. The three of them listened so happily that they almost forgot about the time.
In Long Wenmu's view, he passed through three small worlds in a row, including himself, Yunjia, and Yelan, and they all passed through them safely. In each of the small worlds, almost everyone was transformed.
changes.
Long Wenmu believes that not only himself and others, but also those who have not yet come out, will definitely be able to return to the outside world with a new look.
…
Time passes. In another small world.
Gu Xuan sat in a dark space, with countless light spots dancing around him.
Like Long Wenmu, these light spots also have the effect of stimulating the power of blood.
In this space, Gu Xuan had absorbed the power of his blood for who knows how long, and the power of his bloodline had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
Not only every part of the flesh and blood, but also the Dantian has accumulated infinite power.
Gu Xuan sat cross-legged with his legs closed, his eyes tightly closed. There was only a trace of distortion under his lowered eyelids from time to time, and occasionally there was a soft moan in his mouth.
Xi He stood in front of him, watching countless light spots pouring into his body.
"If you can't support it, just stop. Nothing is too much." Xi He frowned slightly. This was not the first time she had said this to Gu Xuanyi.
Improving the power of bloodline is the opportunity Xihe gave Gu Xuanyi. Gu Xuanyi has been immersed in this state since he entered this small world.
Of course Xihe could sense that a long time ago, Gu Xuanyi had reached the limit of what he could bear, and he had lasted too long.
No matter how Xihe warned him, Gu Xuanyi never stopped.
Gu Xuanyi's body looked bigger than before, and even his skin was a little swollen. His whole body was glowing red, and white air was constantly coming out from under his skin.
One can imagine how painful this process was for Gu Xuanyi, but he managed to endure it.
"Doing this can indeed increase the power of your bloodline, but it also carries risks." Xihe warned again.
"You tell me, if I'm so weak, when will I be able to kill Jiu Ying?" Gu Xuan opened his lips and sneered. Just by making this move, sweat appeared on his forehead.
Xihe sighed helplessly. She knew very well that Gu Xuanyi had exceeded his limit.
Even if there is an increase in bloodline power, there is a limit. The bloodline power of the Tomb Clan people can indeed be enhanced by her power, but it is by no means endless. How much power can be withstood depends entirely on the qualifications of different people.
Gu Xuanyi has absorbed too much power and has exceeded the limit, which means it brings unpredictable risks.
Although Xihe can see beyond the way of heaven, she is just a remnant soul now. There are some individuals whose future she cannot deduce, Long Wenmu is one of them, and Gu Xuanyi is also among them.
If Gu Xuanyi continues like this, even Xihe cannot predict what the result will be.
"As members of the Tomb Clan, I gave Long Wenmu the same opportunity, but he knew enough was enough."
Gu Xuanyi sneered softly: "You mean Brother Long? All of you can see his advantages. Isn't he also the most talented one in your eyes? I'm just a nobody. Of course I'm better than him.
If you don’t fall in love with him..."
Xihe couldn't help but remain silent.
Because Gu Xuanyi was in pain while speaking, his voice was shrill.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the physical torture that his state of mind was kept at its limit.
"He is a brilliant man, and everyone is surrounding him. Even Sister Zhiyin likes him, but so what, I don't care..."
His tone is becoming urgent.
When people are in pain, they often bring out the evil in their hearts.
"Obviously I have known Sister Zhiyin for the longest time, but Sister Zhiyin only likes to be with him. She never looks at me... I don't care, I don't want to care about this kind of thing at all, I just want to kill him
Jiuying, you don’t care about anything else!” He said the last sentence almost in a roar. As he finished speaking, he raised his head and roared in pain. There were veins all over his forehead and neck, and there were several wounds on his body, and there was blood.
splash out.
He went too far beyond his limit and wanted to increase the power of his bloodline, but the final result was that his power escaped and his body was on the verge of collapse.
"It won't do you any good to continue." Xihe continued to persuade.
She knew very well that Gu Xuanyi was too eager for power.
The despair he experienced in the past has cast a layer of darkness in his heart. Being too persistent about something will often hurt himself.
Xi He actually felt a little melancholy. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to give him this opportunity to improve his bloodline.
Judging from the current situation, Gu Xuanyi has already surpassed Long Wenmu in terms of the degree of bloodline improvement.
Long Wenmu stopped when he knew he had reached the limit, but Gu Xuanyi continued to absorb power on this basis. His blood was rich and had surpassed everyone. Even in the history of the Tomb Clan, it is absolutely
No one can surpass him.
Although the power of bloodline has been improved, if this continues...
Gu Xuanyi showed panic when his power escaped, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth to adjust his breath. The somewhat chaotic breath gradually stabilized, and he continued to absorb the surrounding fluorescence into his body.
The physical body could no longer accept it, so he channeled the excess power into his Dantian and into the demon marks.
The power given by Xi He is gentler than any power and can be blended with any power. This power can be completely blended with the demon marks.
Perhaps because he knows the taste after eating the marrow, Gu Xuan never wanted to stop once he repeated this process.
Yes, how could he stop casually? It took a lot of effort for him to seize it, and it took a lot of effort for him to have such an opportunity.
He is still too weak, too weak in front of the demon. As long as Jiuying is alive, the faces of those who died will appear in front of him all the time.
If you don't become stronger, how can you take revenge and how can you get what you want?
The more painful the body is, the more the ferocity in the heart is channeled out.
Xi He looked at him speechlessly. He had already given all the warnings and advice, but Gu Xuanyi had never really listened.
Of course Xihe also knew that, and continuing to talk would not help.
An unknown amount of time had passed in silence. Gu Xuanyi continued to absorb the fluorescence around him, and his face became more and more distorted.
Until a certain moment...
There was a soft sound of cracking porcelain, and there was a moment of ghostly silence in the dim space, and then a circle of ripples exploded from Gu Xuanyi's body!
The accumulated power was instantly dispersed, and wild waves swept across.
Xihe was slightly surprised by the sudden change. Gu Xuanyi, who was in the middle of the air wave, raised his head high and let out a scream that he had never heard before.
His eyes rolled white, and he was instantly taken away from consciousness by the extreme pain.
The accident happened as quickly as it came. After only two breaths, the air wave calmed down. Gu Xuan Yi Qiqiao, whose clothes were torn, spattered blood at the same time and fell down.
I don’t know how much time has passed...
When Gu Xuan woke up from his sleep again, his fingers twitched slightly. His empty eyes gradually opened, and he groaned and got up.
My eyesight gradually recovered, and my eyes were gradually able to see, but my whole body was filled with some kind of severe pain.
He saw Xi He standing in front of him without saying a word, and then looked at his blood-stained hands.
His expression was blank and helpless.
The power of the bloodline is still there, but the body is weak.
The skin that was originally swollen has returned to its original state and is no longer so red. Even the body shape has returned to normal.
On the outside, he didn't seem to be injured much, but when he looked inside his Dantian, it felt like he had been struck in the head by lightning.
The first thing he saw was a mess in his Dantian, and what made his mind even more blank was...the demon marks in his body were full of cracks.
He is still a young demon master, and he only has one demon mark in his body. This demon mark was obtained from the tomb of the ancient surname, and it is also of extremely high grade.
But just such a demon mark that can make others envious is now covered with cracks...
Those spider web-like cracks spread on it, and they were like countless knives, cutting Gu Xuanyi's nerves into pieces.
The demon mark... is broken...
Gu Xuan stopped breathing and remained in a daze.
Xihe, who noticed everything, could only sigh silently.
It is a very simple truth that things must be reversed when they go to extremes.
Sometimes excessive greed will lead to losing something.
The demon marks were shattered, and all the power accumulated in his dantian was lost. At this moment, there was no trace of demon power in his dantian.
Empty, just like his heart at this moment. All the previous efforts to endure it were now in vain.
For a demon master, demon marks are life.
The shattering of the demon mark means that one has lost all his cultivation and has become mortal from now on.
Although Gu Xuanyi still possesses the power of blood, his capital as a demon master has been lost because of this.
Xihe didn't say anything. At this point, even the comfort had turned into a kind of humiliation.
It's over. He could have gained a lot here, but in the end he was devoured.
Xi He waved his hand gently, and the space began to distort. After a while, the two of them appeared in the stone chamber together.
The dozen or so spheres in the center of the stone chamber are still floating quietly, and none of the people looking for opportunities among them have returned yet.
The stone room was so quiet, as if there were no living things.
She saw Gu Xuanyi stand up, and Gu Xuanyi also said nothing. He dragged his broken body to the corner of the stone room step by step, just like a puppet on a string.
No one knows what is supporting him at this moment. Perhaps what keeps him standing and moving is his remaining hatred. Only hatred supports the empty shell.
Xihe could only see his back and could not look directly at his expression.
There was blood running down his palm, and his nails pricked the palm.
He walked along the wall of the stone room very slowly, and every step seemed to use up all his strength. Until he reached the corner of the wall, there was a muffled "dong" sound, and his forehead hit the wall hard. The wall was not damaged, but he
His forehead was bleeding profusely.
He did not react, as if the pain was not inflicted on him at all. Even the last part of his spine was lost. He slid down the wall little by little, and sat in the corner silently, silently, as if he had died long ago.