Chapter 058
Lin Qingyang took advantage of the situation to open a gap in the spiritual power that was wrapped around the blood, and the inky black blood flowed out a little bit.
Cheng Hui suddenly felt a burning sensation. If I had to describe it... it was a bit like going to the bathroom after eating a super spicy hot pot...
This unique black blood was incompatible with the other blood, and it was definitely not possible to just leave it alone. However, Cheng Hui tried his best but could not find a solution.
"Or... absorb one more bottle?" Cheng Hui asked tentatively.
Lin Qingyang remained silent. It was still unclear what effect this inky blood would have on Cheng Hui. However, everyone knew that it was not a good thing to have something in his body that did not belong to him and was out of his control.
Lin Qingyang was unsure whether continuing to refine the zombie blood would bring more serious consequences, and was a little conflicted for a moment.
"Come on, let's try it first, it will cause less bleeding." Cheng Hui was quite brave enough to try.
Seeing how confident he was, Lin Qingyang could only take a small amount of the zombie's blood and pour it on his wound again.
The process the two people followed was similar to the last time, using the red lotus karma fire to refine it and then wrapping it with spiritual power.
The inky blood formed the second time was similar to the first time. Lin Qingyang put the two together and found that they could coagulate together without any obstacles.
"So... this thing is still my blood. It's just that it contains too much energy, so I can't control it for the time being?" He looked at Lin Qingyang.
Lin Qingyang also came to the same conclusion. This time they were prepared in advance. When the energy exploded, Cheng Hui did not feel the pain like before.
"Since it's nothing serious... let's continue." Cheng Hui was very concerned about improving his own strength. After all, the memory of the life and death he experienced when he just traveled through time was too deep, and he didn't want to be a cannon fodder that could be easily crushed to death by others.
Seeing that Cheng Hui didn't feel any discomfort, Lin Qingyang followed his lead and refined all the remaining thousand-year-old zombie blood into his body.
After some operations, two-fifths of Cheng Hui's blood had turned into ink-colored blood, flowing slowly in his body.
Black and ink-colored, two similar colors of blood are clearly separated in Cheng Hui's body. There seems to be an invisible dividing line between the two, and there is no intention of merging between the two.
Cheng Hui tried to use his spiritual power to refine the area where the two met, and found that it actually worked.
It seems that the reason why he failed to refine the inky blood before was probably because the energy contained in it exceeded his ability, just like an ordinary person trying to lift a mountain, which is impossible.
But if you set up a lever at the foot of the mountain and let this person exert force at this time, he might be able to pry out a gap.
Cheng Hui was refining at the place where the two bloods met, which was equivalent to prying the foot of the mountain. It might not be obvious now, but as long as he persisted, sooner or later he would be able to empty the mountain!
The rest was just a matter of patience, and Cheng Hui ended his training.
Just a casual stroll today brought the two of them a lot of gains. Although the things they picked up were all used by Cheng Hui, the feeling of finding a bargain was particularly good and made people feel excited.
Cheng Hui felt that his spiritual awareness could play a huge role in this regard, and he was eager to try it out, especially since the two times he got something useful, while Lin Qingyang, who actually paid for it, got nothing, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Lin Qingyang may not care about the spirit stones, but he can't help but remember this kindness. Not to mention that Lin Qingyang treats him so well because he treats him as his fiancé, but he doesn't recognize this relationship. This makes him feel like a scumbag who cheats on his feelings every time he accepts the other party's kindness..._(:з」∠)_
Even if he temporarily makes up for these spirit stones, he has to make some compensation, otherwise he himself will not be able to bear it.
"Aren't you going out today?"
Cheng Hui was thinking about picking up bargains, and when he saw that Lin Qingyang had no intention of going out, he felt a little disappointed.
Lin Qingyang was not so omnipotent as to guess what he was thinking. Seeing that he looked listless, he just thought that he was bored staying in the room.
He thought for a moment and took out the small jade bottle: "We haven't figured out the secret hidden in it yet."
Cheng Hui perked up when he saw the jade bottle. The zombie blood inside was of great benefit to him, but the jade bottle might also contain a secret that could be very useful to Lin Qingyang!
So he began to study it from top to bottom, left to right, to find out what secrets this small jade bottle contained.
Judging from its appearance, this thing is very ordinary, otherwise the monk would not have sold it to them as ordinary zombie blood.
There is a huge difference between the thousand-year-old zombie blood and the last zombie blood that is suspected to be unbone-dissolving blood.
The former is a rare material with limited uses, while the latter is a priceless treasure.
I bought all of these with only five bottles of Bu Yuan Dan and two hundred spirit stones, which is definitely a big profit.
Cheng Hui opened the small wooden stopper at the mouth of the bottle again, looked at the empty small jade bottle, and swept his eyes around the bottom of the bottle. Judging from the thickness, it did not seem like there was an interlayer.
So the question is, why can't this jade bottle be placed into the storage space?
Cheng Hui pondered as he fiddled with the small cork. The thumb-sized cork felt smooth to the touch, the wood soft yet firm. He didn't know what it was made of, but it also had a strange aroma, like... the slightly sweet scent of the woods in spring.
Slightly sweet fragrance...
etc!
Cheng Hui's heart moved. He remembered that he had read in a book in the library that there was a kind of wood that was soft but hard, smooth to the touch, and smelled of a slightly sweet fragrance.
And that material is called soul-nourishing wood.
He looked down at the cork in his hand with a subtle expression. The entire jade bottle could not be placed into the storage space. Since there was no problem with the jade bottle, could it be that... there was something wrong with the cork?
He told Lin Qingyang about his discovery. Lin Qingyang knew about the existence of the soul-nourishing tree, but he could not be sure whether this thing was the soul-nourishing tree.
Fortunately, it doesn’t matter whether it is a soul-nourishing tree or not. Compared with the jade bottle, this cork is obviously not valuable. Even if it is a soul-nourishing tree, it is so small that it probably won’t be of much use.
He took out a dagger and started to chip away at the cork layer by layer. Sawdust fell like snowflakes, and the cork shrank little by little, finally revealing a jade-white bead hidden inside.
"Bone bead?" Lin Qingyang could tell at a glance that the jade-white bead was actually bone. To be able to cultivate the bone to be as white as jade, the owner of this bone bead must be extremely powerful.
He reached out and picked up the bead, examined it, but couldn't see anything. Cheng Hui reached out and took it, but as soon as he got it in his hand, he felt a buzzing in his head, as if it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer.
His eyes rolled back and he fainted, which immediately scared Lin Qingyang.
He guessed that there was something wrong with the bone bead, and was about to flick the bead out with a flick of his finger. However, he didn't expect that the bone bead, which he had just squeezed hard but couldn't break, exploded into a drop of powder with a bang.
Lin Qingyang's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. If he still didn't know that he was being tricked by the bone bead at this time, then he would have lived in vain for more than twenty years.
He glanced at Cheng Hui, whose eyes were closed, and knew that he had been ambushed, and he felt very anxious.
If his guess was correct, the bone bead might contain the soul of its owner, and at this moment, Cheng Hui might be possessed by someone!
Lin Qingyang was filled with hatred. Possession of another's body was inherently dangerous. Even if he wanted to help, he would only be able to serve as a helping hand if his cultivation level was not high enough.
He held Cheng Hui's hand tightly, very upset about his previous behavior. Why was he so careless? If he had checked for a while longer, would he have been able to find the problem?
He couldn't help but think this way, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Seeing Cheng Hui's painful expression, he wanted to take his place...
At this moment, a red light flashed in his eyes and he lost consciousness.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes showed a bit of confusion. After a moment of trance, he regained his clarity.
Lin Qingyang: ...
"What a waste!" He couldn't help but curse, and was very dissatisfied with his younger self.
Such good conditions have been created, but the relationship between the two has not made any progress at all.
That would be fine, at worst he could wait until he fully recovered and then talk about love with Cheng Hui, but this loser actually put Cheng Hui in danger! ! It's unforgivable!
He slapped himself hard, without mercy, and his cheek swelled up instantly.
Seeing that Cheng Hui's expression was becoming more and more painful, Lin Qingyang didn't care about punishing his own body. He quickly held Cheng Hui's hand tightly and put his soul into his body.
Time goes back three minutes.
The moment he got the bead, Cheng Hui felt a severe headache. His head hurt as if it was about to explode, as if something was forcing its way into his head.
Cheng Hui was completely stunned. He was hit so hard without any preparation. He felt like he had fallen into a washing machine with the switch turned to the maximum. His brain could not control his body at all.
When he finally regained consciousness, he found himself in that mysterious space. Standing next to the spiritual field, he looked up and saw a crack in the sky. A dark cloud was desperately trying to squeeze in through the crack. As it moved, the sky around the crack suddenly began to crack, as if it would shatter into pieces and fall from the sky in the next second...
Cheng Hui:!!!
No matter how lacking common sense he was, Cheng Hui knew that the dark cloud was definitely not a good thing, and if he was really squeezed in here, he would be in trouble.
"Xiao Tong, come and help!" He shouted, using his unique authority in this space to try to stabilize the space where the crack was.
"Ah?" Xiao Tong, wearing a little frog suit, ran out of the villa with a sleepy look. After seeing the dark cloud, he screamed and three exclamation marks appeared visibly on his head.
Cheng Hui: ...
"Ah!" Xiao Tong pointed at the crack in the sky, extremely anxious.
"I know, I know." Cheng Hui was also helpless. Although the movement of the dark cloud squeezing in had slowed down, it was still extremely firm. If it continued like this inch by inch, it would be squeezed in completely by him sooner or later.
Xiao Tong reached behind his back and pulled out a thumb-sized rocket launcher.
Cheng Hui's mouth twitched. What's the use of such a tiny rocket launcher? If you have the guts, why not make a real one?
Xiao Tong picked up the rocket launcher, aimed at the dark cloud, hooked his finger, and with a loud bang, a normal-sized fire arrow flew out and hit the dark cloud accurately.
The dark cloud was enraged, let out an angry roar, and squeezed harder.
Cheng Hui said to Xiao Tong happily, "It seems to be working. Keep going."
Xiao Tong spread his hands towards him, indicating that there was nothing left.
Cheng Hui: ...
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