In the house, a brass incense burner was emitting white smoke that made people feel calm.
Long Wenmu sat cross-legged on a futon, placing the bow he had taken from the Treasure Demon Pavilion flat on his knees.
The whole body of the bow is brown, with dense light flowing on it.
On one side of the bow, the word "Zhulu" is engraved, which should be the name of this bow.
"A deer-chasing bow?" Long Wenmu looked at the long bow. The bow was half a man tall and had the shape of antlers.
Looking at Zhulu Bow, Long Wenmu couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The Sirius Bow was taken away. No matter how calm he appeared in front of outsiders, he was holding back some resentment in his heart.
Zhulu Bow, I can only temporarily use this bow to replace the Sirius Bow.
Long Wenmu pulled the bow string, and the bow string tightened and made a clanging sound.
"What a good bow." Long Wenmu praised.
According to what Shopkeeper Yuan said, this bow is fused with the bones of the Great Demon. If Master He had not been of limited skill, this bow would have had a chance to be promoted to the level of the Great Demon Soldier.
At this stage, Long Wenmu feels that this bow is still slightly inferior to the Sirius Bow, but it is not much worse. It is more than enough as a substitute.
After putting away the Zhulu Bow, Long Wenmu also suppressed his regret and slight anger, and carefully felt his own demonic power.
Since he woke up, he has been busy with Qian Lingxue's affairs, and it was only now that he had the opportunity to find out his situation.
Although he became a demon master, he almost made a mistake along the way, but he was able to save it because of good luck.
I still don't know much about demon masters. It seems that I have to find someone to inquire about it in the future, otherwise I might encounter something like being corroded by demonic energy.
Having said that, the power of blood can restore the demon power's out-of-control state, which surprised Long Wenmu.
It's funny to say that Long Wenmu himself knew very little about the bloodline of the Tomb Clan.
Although he is a member of the Tomb Clan and carries this bloodline, among the former Tomb Clan, the elders rarely mentioned the power of this bloodline.
Most of the Tomb Clan are very secretive about some things about their bloodline.
Long Wenmu encountered the Langshan Incident when he was fourteen. At that time, he was still young and did not understand the core of the power of blood.
Even now, he only knows that this bloodline originated from extremely ancient times.
Now that I feel it, this power seems to be completely integrated into the demon marks.
If the demon power before was wandering in the limbs and bones, then with the demon marks now, the rootless wood and the sourceless water have become something with a source.
All the demon power is integrated into the demon marks. As long as you move your mind, the demon power can be continuously mobilized from the demon marks.
The power of the Great Demon Source Stone and the power of the bloodline are combined, and this demon power is extremely powerful.
Long Wenmu himself estimated that the power contained in his demon marks could definitely match that of an average great demon master.
It is hard for others to imagine that someone who has just become a demon master possesses the power of a great demon master.
However, this is also a major characteristic of the demon master. The strength of the demon master is related to the realm and the source stones absorbed. Even if they have the same cultivation level, their strength may be very different.
According to his own judgment, his current strength should be able to compete head-on with a mid-level great demon master.
The beheading of Liu Yuan that day relied on surprise and Liu Yuan's carelessness. If it was a battle with open swords and spears, Long Wenmu didn't think he could kill a strong man of Liu Yuan's level so easily.
Of course, equivalent to the strength of a middle-grade great demon master, this refers to the strength possessed by an upright contest. If it is a life-and-death fight, and all kinds of underhanded tricks and methods are taken into account, Long Wenmu's strength must be more than this.
After sensing it for a long time, Long Wenmu withdrew his thoughts.
Now that I have taken the first step, I must practice hard. When I become a top-grade little demon master, I will be able to hit the second level.
Take a deep breath, then let it out in a long breath.
Lift your palm, take out a small knife, and gently make a small cut on the tip of your index finger.
A little blood flowed out, but the bleeding stopped after just one breath, and after another two breaths, the wound disappeared.
Long Wenmu scratched his head, wondering how strong his resilience was now.
After that battle, he recovered from his injuries within three days.
Before becoming a demon master, he did not have such a strong recovery power, and it is impossible for ordinary demon masters to have such a strong recovery power.
So the only explanation is that there are some special conditions in my body that lead to my abnormal recovery ability.
Is it because of being eroded by demonic energy?
Long Wenmu had already heard from Qing'er and Yelan about the time when he lost control.
At that time, I was somewhere between a monster and a human. I was able to sustain myself under Liu Yuan's fierce attack because of my strong resilience like a monster.
So, although I have returned to normal now, my resilience has been retained to a certain extent?
Long Wenmu was a little happy and a little worried.
It's good to have this kind of resilience, but I don't know if there will be any problems in the future.
I checked my whole body carefully twice to make sure there was nothing abnormal, so I felt relieved.
Although I lost control once, it was a blessing in disguise.
After confirming his physical condition, Long Wenmu mobilized his demon power and gradually became immersed in his thoughts.
The whole person was as motionless as an ancient pine tree.
After about half a cup of tea, his body suddenly became a little fuzzy.
Starting from both hands, it gradually transforms into the shape of mist.
The natal demon skill.
The body was atomized little by little, until the whole body was atomized, and then it suddenly returned to its original state.
Long Wenmu opened his eyes, sweat was pouring from his head, and he was breathing heavily.
Just like that, the demon power stored in his demon marks was reduced by more than 30%.
The amount of demon power stored in his demon marks is so huge that he has consumed so much in such a short period of time.
The natal demon skills are the abilities that demon beasts are born with.
Long Wen Mu is acquired, and it will definitely not be as easy to use as a monster.
The way to use the natal demon skills is like an instinct, directly engraved in his mind.
Long Wenmu estimated that if he used this method, he would be almost exhausted after three atomizations, and each time he used it, he would only be able to maintain it for a few breaths.
Use it three times? Although it is not many times, it will be useful at critical times.
Anyway, if someone sees through this ability, he will be on guard. It is better to defeat the enemy with one move, just like when he killed Liu Yuan. Surprise is the way to go.
Long Wenmu grabbed a few pieces of demon crystal and put them in his palm to absorb and replenish the demon power. After absorbing the sixth piece, the demon power was almost replenished.
Although if you leave it alone, the demonic power will slowly recover, but that speed is too slow and is not as fast as absorbing the demonic crystal to replenish it. Only the speed at which the demonic crystal is lost makes Long Wenmu feel a little heartbroken.
When he had a good understanding of his own situation, Long Wenmu took out the Rainbow Thorn and Sky-Splitting Fist techniques.
Five days with nothing to do can be used to do these things.
While instilling demonic power into the rainbow thorns, he was studying the magic formula. Every time he was tired, he would switch and the two would take turns.
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Yu Mansion, in another courtyard.
In the house, Qian Lingxue sat quietly at the table, listening to the chirping of insects and birds outside the window.
Long Wenmu told her before the retreat that she should calm down and get rid of distracting thoughts, which would help her recovery.
The room was very quiet, Qing'er was not here for the time being, and Qian Lingxue looked out the window in a trance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The door was knocked three times.
"Come in." Qian Lingxue said to the door.
The door of the room was slowly pushed open, and a maid poked her head inside.
"What's the matter?" Qian Lingxue asked.
"Is it Lord Qian Lingxue?" the maid said tremblingly.
"it's me."
The maid stepped forward and placed a delicate package in front of Qian Lingxue.
"What is this?" Qian Lingxue asked.
"This is something Mr. Long asked me to give to the girl before," the maid said.
Long Wenmu? Qian Lingxue was a little confused.
"What are they?"
"This slave doesn't know. Mr. Long just asked me to hand it over to the girl when I have time."
Qian Lingxue nodded slightly: "I know, I'm sorry to bother you."
The maid quickly shook her head and left the room respectfully.
Qian Lingxue held her chin with one hand, pursed her lips, and looked at the package that was only as big as a palm.
The package was wrapped in colored paper and was square, looking like a gift.
She stretched out her finger and poked it gently, thinking that Long Wenmu would give things to her in this way, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Mysterious, what tricks are you doing?"
After pondering for a moment, he sighed softly and reached out to open the package.
Wrapped in colored paper is an exquisite jade box.
Opening the jade box, I saw two things inside.
Qian Lingxue took out the things, one of which was a small shell-shaped box.
Qian Lingxue couldn't help laughing, this was obviously the box of lipstick she saw at Liujunfang before.
As for the other one, it is a red ribbon, which is a hair tie.
She obviously didn't want to buy these at the time, but who knew that Long Wenmu actually bought them secretly and asked a maid to deliver them to her.
Qian Lingxue didn't know whether to blame him or be happy for a moment.
"It's so gorgeous." Qian Lingxue looked at the exquisite headband.
She has always had a cold personality, and her favorite color is only white. Plain clothes are enough on weekdays, but who knew that Long Wenmu bought her a red ribbon.
Although I complained verbally, I felt a little confused in my heart.
When she came to the bronze mirror, her long black hair was spread out and reached her waist. She put her hair back behind her head with her hands, leaving a bunch on each side hanging on her shoulders. The ends were used together with the rest of her hair.
The red ribbon was tied up, wrapped around it several times, and tied into a beautiful knot at the back of the head.
Qian Lingxue stood in front of the bronze mirror and slowly turned around.
"Sure enough, it's still a bit too pretty." She murmured softly, but as she looked at it, she couldn't bear to take it off.
I took the box of lipstick and wanted to try it, but I hesitated for a long time.
Sit in front of the bronze mirror and look at the person in the bronze mirror.
Perhaps because the body has not yet recovered, the lips are still a little pale.
After thinking about it, I took a few drops of water into a porcelain cup and dipped my hand on the lipstick. The bright red color melted into the water. With the red water, I gently applied it on my lips and sipped it slightly.
The pale lips regained their red color, giving them a pleasing feeling.
Qian Lixing looked at the person in the mirror for a long time, and he was unconsciously in a trance.
Suddenly, she remembered what Long Wenmu had said to her before.
If one day you always think of someone when you look in the mirror, that person may be your special someone.
"Jinghui is talking nonsense." Qian Lingxue scolded in a low voice, but her eyes became a little blurry.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the house, and Qing'er opened the door and entered carelessly.
"Sir, I'm back!"
Qian Lingxue was so excited that she quickly took out her handkerchief and quickly wiped it on her lips. She put everything on the table into her arms without leaving a trace.
"Huh? Sir, the ribbon you tied up your hair today is so beautiful."
A look of surprise appeared on Qian Lingxue's face, remembering that she had forgotten this.
"Sir, why haven't I seen you use it before? Did you just buy it?"
"Um...yeah." Qian Lingxue slowly turned sideways to cover up her embarrassment.
"Why are you so hesitant, sir? Who gave it to you, right? Didn't you buy anything at Liujunbo before?"
"You girl, what are you talking about?" Qian Lingxue deliberately emphasized her tone.
Qing'er said "Oh" and stopped asking any more questions.
Qian Lingxue looked at her out of the corner of her eye and saw Qing'er sitting at the table, eating cakes, as if she no longer asked questions, so she let out a long breath.
I have never been so frightened when fighting a strong enemy before.
Sure enough, it would be inappropriate for me to wear such a gorgeous thing.
It would be nice if that guy sent me a white one, but why did he send me a red one?
He obviously meant to blame, but there was an indescribable feeling of throbbing.
I wanted to quickly put away the hair tie when Qing'er wasn't paying attention, but I stopped when I reached out halfway, and with some hesitation, I took my hand back to my chest and held it lightly. After a long time, my lips curled up a little.