Chapter 430 Am I really not the wild father he left behind?
Ziyuan Daxue smiled and said, "Sister Xiaolu is very nice and kind.
Anxunlu... well, she's a bit of a nag, very jealous, and likes to say bad things about people behind their backs, so you have to be careful."
"Ziyuan Daxue, I not only like to speak ill of others behind their backs, I also like to speak ill of them in front of others!"
An Xunlu glared at Ziyuan Daxue, with no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.
This made Qi Yuan even more certain that there was something wrong with Zi Yuantian's bloodline.
The monks here are all a bit divine.
Monks from places like the Moon God Palace and other places are much more ordinary.
When communicating on the surface, people are polite and courteous.
"Humph, he just came to Ziyuantian and he's already the leader among us demons. I want to see what he's capable of!"
An Xunlu is also a ruthless person and acts decisively.
This scene made Qi Yuan blink.
This is the taste of the world of immortal cultivation.
In the past, when I was cultivating immortality, the people I faced were all too friendly.
For example, when he went to Jiang's house this time, no little rascals jumped out to provoke him.
"What is your cultivation level? I will lower myself to the same level as you, otherwise don't say it's unfair."
"I am Zifu." Qi Yuan answered seriously.
Anxunlu's face suddenly turned red with anger: "You are shameless!"
This person is so shameless! Pretending to be Zifu.
"I really am Zifu, I am not lying." Qi Yuan said seriously.
Ziyuan Daxue, who was standing next to him, laughed when he saw Anxunlu was embarrassed: "I can testify that he is really Zifu."
"Hmph!" An Xunlu was so angry that her chest was shaking, revealing a large area of her naked body.
She flicked her sleeves, stomped her feet and flew away.
This scene disappointed Qi Yuan.
He also wanted to see what level the "Purple Mansion" of the big forces was.
Ziyuan Daxue narrowed her eyes and asked ambiguously, "Is it white or not? Is it big or not?"
"Ah?" Qi Yuan was a little confused and didn't understand what Ziyuan Daxue meant.
"Her... do you want to take a sip?"
"...Hey, can you please stop being such a hooligan?" Qi Yuan frowned.
Is this person from the Black Demon Abyss too abnormal?
Ziyuan Xiaolu next to her blushed, clutching the corner of her clothes with her hands. If she wasn't shy, she would probably cover her ears.
"I'm just saying this. I advise you to stop dreaming. You won't have the chance to dream. The person An Xunlu likes... is Black Sword." When mentioning Black Sword, Ziyuan Daxue's face showed a rare solemn look.
"Hey, stop spreading dirty rumors about me. I didn't think about... that An Xunlu!" Qi Yuan was speechless.
The people from the Black Demon Abyss are really good at spreading rumors! However, this kind of situation is also very common on Blue Star.
Common cases.
One person posted, "Is xx impotent?" Later, others posted, "I heard that xx is impotent."
Well... the rumor was successful.
However, this also takes time to develop.
This rumor about Ziyuan's heavy snow was completely unfounded.
The Ziyuan clan is so talkative, yet they can live so long. Qi Yuan thinks it's because they have strong bloodline.
"Alas, you have no sense of humor. I said so much just to draw out the black sword."
"Wait, how do you know about cells?" Qi Yuan blinked.
Could it be, fellow villager?
"We in the Black Demon Abyss have been studying bloodlines, so it's not an exaggeration to create the term 'cell', right?" Ziyuan Daxue looked at Qi Yuan as if he were a bumpkin.
Qi Yuan understood immediately after hearing this.
Even if you are a god, it would be too bad if your eyes are not as good as a microscope.
"You guys should work harder and practice the Ancestral Blood Sutra to suppress the black sword.
The guy with the black sword is called the Light of the Black Demon Abyss.
My sister is very rebellious and doesn't like him." Ziyuan Daxue said seriously.
Black Sword is known as the number one prodigy in the Black Demon Abyss and is able to become a great truth.
Moreover, it is not just an ordinary great truth, but a great truth like the one in Taihuang Palace, which has realized the supreme truth.
During all the years that Black Demon Abyss has been the overlord of the Sixth Heaven, no one has ever comprehended the supreme truth.
Therefore, the black sword is particularly important.
Even geniuses like Ziyuan Daxue have been indoctrinated with a lot of ideas.
After entering the Yang God realm, the black sword should be used as the main weapon.
Naturally, she was dissatisfied.
"Sister Niu Jiao, don't worry, you helped me last time, and next time I will help you deal with the Black Sword." Qi Yuan said, patting his chest.
"Do you take it seriously?" Ziyuan Daxue said speechlessly.
However, considering that Blood Robe regards the man from Taihuang Palace as a powerful enemy, it is normal for him to look down on Black Sword.
"I'm just talking. Don't really go looking for trouble with Black Sword. This guy is very scary. He is... the disciple of the Black Demon Ancestor. Even our ancestors had to call him junior brother when they saw him." Ziyuan Daxue's face was solemn.
The Black Demon Originator is the chief of the Nine Elders of the Black Demon Abyss, and most of the remaining eight elders are his disciples.
Therefore, Black Sword’s seniority is higher than all of them.
Ziyuan Daxue shrugged: "Your cave is in front, I won't go there.
It just so happens that Ziyuan Xiaolu is very virtuous and good at housework, so let her help you tidy up your cave."
After Ziyuan Daxue finished speaking, he yawned and left.
Although the ancestor was very optimistic about the Blood Robe, Ziyuan Daxue also understood that no matter how strong the Blood Robe's bloodline was, it could not compare to the Black Sword.
The blood of the Black Demon Ancestor...is limited.
In the empty space, only Qi Yuan and the shy Ziyuan Xiaolu were left.
"Pink Horn Girl, I'll leave the cleaning to you!"
Qi Yuan looked at Ziyuan Xiaolu with a gentle expression.
Ziyuan Xiaolu's face turned red, as if she was embarrassed by Qi Yuan's name.
She lowered her head and whispered, "Okay."
After Ziyuan Xiaolu finished speaking, she flew towards Qi Yuan’s steel cave.
Suddenly, thousands of purple-edged dewdrops appeared in the air and scattered all over the steel cave.
When Qi Yuan saw this scene, he put his hand on his chin, his face solemn, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.
Finally, after dozens of breaths, Qi Yuan's face showed excitement.
"If I lure Ziyuan Xiaolu to Blue Star, wouldn't it be possible for some of them to work in an electronics factory screwing screws and make a lot of money? Or would it be possible for some of them to go to a certain country and become homeless and bankrupt that country?"
The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that he was smart and had discovered a huge business opportunity.
This also made him quite excited.
Immediately, he didn't think much about it.
Using your brain too much can easily lead to mental agitation and insomnia.
He entered the cleaned-up cave and tidied it up a bit.
He took out the "Ancestral Blood Sutra" and looked at it carefully.
[This is a bloodline transition technique, and it has a number of loopholes. If it is corrected..., the speed of cultivation can be increased by more than a hundred times.]
Qi Yuan's eyes returned to his old job, and he saw the loophole in "Ancestral Blood Sutra" at a glance.
He also got more information about "Ancestral Blood Art".
"The Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods actually also contain a special bloodline."
"The Devouring Primarch... turns out not to be."
When Qi Yuan was approached by Ziyuan Daxue, he actually had many guesses in his mind.
At first, he thought that the Devouring Primarch given to him by the Mother of No Food was an extremely special bloodline.
The result is Wandao Wushen.
"So, practicing this 'Ancestral Blood Art' can also enhance the potential of my Ten Thousand Dao Martial God bloodline, and then enhance my strength?"
Qi Yuan seemed to be thinking about something.
After returning from Gongxing, his cultivation of Wandao Martial God stagnated.
The road of martial arts seems to have come to an end.
Now, I have seen a way to improve my level as a Ten Thousand Dao Martial God.
Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"The God of War of Ten Thousand Daos seems to value bloodline more."
"The way to immortality is enlightenment and the path."
These are two paths.
"Will Wandao Martial God become a muscular tyrant, right?" Qi Yuan was a little hesitant.
But after thinking about it, he almost swallowed the stars.
The Dharmakāya body is already a big muscular being.
"Begin to adapt the Ancestral Blood Sutra and practice!"
Without thinking twice, Qi Yuan began to seriously adapt "Ancestral Blood Secret".
Outside the Steel Cave, Ziyuan Xiaolu's tens of thousands of clones were still using various spells to clean the place carefully and meticulously.
Qi Yuanze closed his eyes and began to work seriously.
Three days passed and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.
A ray of black flowed in his eyes.
He had a look of surprise on his face: "Is the Ancestral Blood Sutra so powerful?"
After adapting the "Ancestral Blood Sutra", he practiced quickly and finally entered the first level through his own efforts.
With this breakthrough, he discovered the power of this spell.
His cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God had... doubled! This was extremely terrifying! "Isn't it said that it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to improve the cultivation of the Yang God? How can it be so simple?"
Qi Yuan was in a good mood.
One floor is so terrifying.
When cultivation is perfected, shouldn’t one be able to grasp the great truth?
Even stronger?
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But at this time, Qi Yuan stopped practicing.
He felt that he had practiced too hard and felt a little weak, so he needed to rest for a while.
Combine work and rest.
According to an inappropriate example, this kind of practice requires a certain type of blood cells. Once these cells are consumed, one has to wait for them to regenerate before practicing again.
This situation actually exists objectively.
However, ordinary cultivators in the Black Demon Abyss will not encounter it.
After all, they practice slowly.
"Let's see what gift their ancestors gave me."
Qi Yuan then remembered that Ziyuanzu had also given him a small gift.
He opened the storage bag that Ziyuantan handed to him and looked through it carefully.
Things that are given by great wisdom must be guarded against.
In an instant, a drop of extremely dark blood fell into Qi Yuan's eyes.
This drop of blood exudes an extremely terrifying aura.
It was as if it could crush a planet if it fell down.
Qi Yuan also sensed a strong sense of crisis.
Through this drop of blood, he seemed to see an almighty powerful being.
"This is……"
[Blood of the Black Demon Ancestor, the source of the Black Demon Abyss family’s bloodline, the most precious bloodline, the blood left behind when a certain creature transformed.]
The left eyebrow was twitching wildly.
Showing that this is a good thing and not dangerous.
“It smells so good…”
Qi Yuan was a little hungry.
He swallowed half of the drop of blood in one gulp.
There is still half left.
He didn't swallow.
Because... I'm full.
In an instant, Qi Yuan felt full and his energy was revived.
Countless changes occurred and transformed within his body.
He felt that his body seemed to be stronger.
Even without the protection of immortal power, he would not feel any pain if his former enemies slapped him in the nose.
"I feel so strong now!"
"I can eat 100 million white flour buns in one meal, without drinking any water!"
"No wonder my family wants to swallow the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor. It's a great tonic!"
"I've made the right decision to come to the Black Demon Abyss. It's my blessed land!"
Qi Yuan's eyes were deep and full of expectation.
He is full of energy and now wants to run around the blue star a few times.
However, he hesitated again.
Why is the old ancestor of Ziyuantian so kind to him? There must be a reason for the abnormality!
Qi Yuan was thinking, and his figure flashed out of the cave bedroom.
Not far away, Ziyuan Xiaolu lowered her head, the pink horns on her head shining, and she seemed to be banging her head against a door.
Like an ox plowing a field.
"Pink Horn Girl!" Qi Yuan shouted.
Ziyuan Xiaolu then stopped what she was doing, and ran to Qi Yuan, panting: "Senior Brother Xuepao, what's wrong?"
Xuepao is the leader of the five demons, so it is only natural for her to call him senior brother.
"I'm going to ask you something important in secret, so don't tell anyone else!" Qi Yuan's face was solemn.
Ziyuan Xiaolu nodded vigorously, feeling somewhat happy.
This senior brother still trusts her.
She clenched her fists and moved closer to Qi Yuan: "Brother Blood Robe, please speak."
"I want to ask, does the old ancestor of Ziyuantian have any relatives left outside, such as his father...his ancestors or something?" Qi Yuan asked his question.
This question confused Ziyuan Xiaolu: "This...this Junior Sister doesn't know."
How could a mere myth like her know about the private affairs of Ziyuantian, the ancestor-like person?
"Why are you asking these questions, Brother Blood Robe?" Ziyuan Xiaolu felt a little apprehensive.
It's more confusing.
In the land of Ziyuantian, if people talk about the ancestor like this, the ancestor can sense it at any time if he wants.
"Didn't the ancestor give me a gift when we met?" Qi Yuan looked suspicious.
"Ah?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was still confused and felt a little jealous.
"The gift he gave me is quite precious. I'll show it to you secretly. Don't tell anyone else!"
Qi Yuan said as he opened a corner of the storage bag.
Ziyuan Xiaolu came closer, her eyes wide and round: "Black! Demon! Ancestor! Blood!!"
She was shocked and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.
This is the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor!
Even a Yang God in the Ultimate Realm would not be eligible to obtain it if he had not built a huge industry for the Black Demon Abyss.
Only people like the Nine Elders have a share.
The result... was a blood robe?
How could she not be shocked.
As a result, Qi Yuan's next words made her even more unable to hold back.
"The blood of the Black Demon Ancestor is so precious, your ancestors are willing to give it to me, there must be a reason.
I doubt whether I am your ancestor who was left behind by the Black Demon Abyss for many years." Qi Yuan thought seriously.
As for him being the son of Ziyuanzu?
No need to think about it.
He lost both his parents when he was young.
Since he is not someone else's son, there is only one truth: he is someone else's ancestor!
Otherwise, why would others do anything nice to him for no reason?
Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked her eyes and her little tongue slid across her wet lips, seeming quite shocked.
She said aggrievedly: "Brother Blood Robe, this kind of thing... I don't know."
She didn't dare to respond to Qi Yuan's words.
If the ancestors knew about this, she would be furious and that would be the end of her.
"Alas..." Qi Yuan sighed, "I won't make it difficult for you."
Ziyuan Xiaolu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this: "Senior Brother Xuepao, please don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing. If the ancestor hears it... I'm afraid...
Also, Xiaolu is the most tight-lipped, please rest assured, Brother Xuepao!"
Qi Yuan nodded: "Well, you continue to clean up, I'll go out and take a look."
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he disappeared.
He was going to ask Ziyuan Daxue, Anxunlu and other cultivators in Ziyuantian, since the ancestor gave him the blood of the Black Demon, was he the ancestor's wild father outside?
All humans are curious, and Qi Yuan is no exception.
At the same time, outside the sky, Ziyuanzu's body twisted and the truth was twisted into a ball.
The conversation between Qi Yuan and Ziyuan Xiaolu involved him and naturally could not escape his perception.
"Your...brain!"
"What are you thinking!"
He is already quite old and has lived for who knows how many years.
How could he have a father and ancestors left behind?
But suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes became doubtful again.
"Isn't he really my little ancestor?"
(End of this chapter)
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