Qin Ming drank slowly and unhurriedly. Every time he took a sip, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. The more he drank, the greater the pain, and the longer Qin Ming remained stiff. However, Qin Ming had endured similar hardships in the Burning Heaven Pavilion in the Scarlet Phoenix Refining Domain. At that time, he was tempering his body and refining his soul. The pain was many times more severe than this. Ren must be able to bear it, but the energy in this hero's blood is too strong, and even the seventh-level Saint Martial Lord's physique seems a little unable to bear it.
After a pot of hero's blood, Qin Ming couldn't bear it anymore. The sea of qi had been completely filled, and the spiritual power in his meridians was like the rushing Nu River, spinning rapidly and endlessly.
"Keep drinking! There's still a full jug!" Liu Xiao pushed the jug in front of Qin Ming and looked at him with a half-smile. His face finally softened. If this person could really do two pots in a row, the whole clan would be alarmed. Fortunately, he seems to have reached his limit.
Others in the Jinyang tribe are not as calm as him. How can an outsider drink a pot of hero blood? If it hadn't happened right in front of their eyes, they wouldn't have believed it. Although five cups were divided, they were still fifteen cups! Moreover, this was the first time they saw someone drinking a hero's blood so calmly, so freely, so leisurely and contentedly, that he even clicked his lips from time to time. Although other people could resist after drinking the hero's blood, they all looked like they were in agony, or they would roll all over the floor.
This has also been the pride of the Jinyang tribe. Only they are qualified to enjoy this peerless delicacy.
The atmosphere in the hall continued to be sensational, with a lot of people, lively and chaotic, and the high-end restaurant turned directly into a casino. In the end, Lian Lian Langtian's people and some strong men with hidden identities sneaked in quietly.
Qin Ming paused for a while, then picked up the jug and continued pouring wine. He couldn't bear it anymore, but the golden heart was now connected to the eternal kingdom. There were eighteen king statues living in the eternal kingdom. The energy that tempered the body and soul could be transferred there through the golden heart, which would not only enhance the power of the king statues. , can also repair the broken eternal kingdom.
so…
Cup after cup, Qin Ming drank the hero's blood again.
Starting from the second pot, the severe pain made him feel like he was desperate for survival. Every cup he drank felt like he had gone through hell. But Qin Ming's abnormal perseverance could always resist it, even if he held it in His face was distorted, he didn't even let out a scream, and his body didn't leave his seat.
The people watching the excitement were all frightened. They had seen perverts, but never such perverts!
However, Qin Ming drank more and more happily. Although he was in pain and wanted to live and die, what was unexpected and even more surprising was that the energy contained in this hero's blood actually had a miraculous effect on the silent eternal kingdom.
Before coming to Heaven, he tried his best to make the ruins of the kingdom not move at all, but now there was a rumbling sound.
"The last bite! I did it!" Qin Ming smiled, poured down the last cup, and raised his head to drink it amidst the roar of the audience.
The whole restaurant was boiling with two pots of hero blood! One person did it all! This is simply a miracle, it is going to cause a sensation! This person seems to be unknown, I have never seen him and I have never heard of him, but he will definitely attract a lot of attention starting from today. Can you become famous just by drinking? Today was an eye-opener!
Liu Xiao and Su Ran couldn't believe that the energy of two pots of hero's blood was enough to fill the Qi sea of the seventh level of Shengwu. Could it be that his Qi sea was empty before? Otherwise, how could it be okay? Or is his qi sea larger than that of a normal person? But that's not important anymore. Two pots of hero blood, nearly forty cups down, the layer upon layer of pain is enough to make anyone collapse. This cannot be endured by willpower. How did he do it
"This is the first time I drank the hero's blood. It's well-deserved. It's a good wine!!" Qin Ming's whole body seemed to be burning, hot and hot, but now it was not painful, but comfortable, as if he had been soaked in precious medicinal liquid. The cells are all active. The effect of the medicine in the hero's blood will definitely last for a long time, just in time to stabilize his realm of the seventh level of holy martial arts.
I actually made such a big bargain today.
"Your name is Wang Zhan?" Liu Xiao was no longer embarrassed, but surprised. He had never heard of a foreigner who could withstand two pots of hero blood. It would definitely cause a sensation if he spread it back to his tribe. But such a special person, who is still at the seventh level of the Holy Martial Arts, how could he be an unknown person
"What's the matter? The Jinyang tribe won't hunt me down just because I drank two pots of hero blood, right?"
"After drinking the hero's blood, we will become friends. I would like to invite you to be a guest of the Jinyang tribe."
"Let's see if there are opportunities in the future. I might go to the Sunset Desert."
Liu Xiao took out a jade sign, placed it on the table, and slowly pushed it in front of Qin Ming. "I keep my word. If you encounter trouble outside in the future, you can report me Liu Xiao's name."
Su Ran looked deeply at Qin Ming and showed a meaningful smile.
The people from the Jinyang tribe left Yanyan Tower, and everyone else dispersed one after another. However, the sensation caused quickly spread under the night. By late at night, almost everyone knew that someone drank two pots of hero blood from Liu Xiao. The news, and that person is the Shengwu who sells tripods on the stone platform during the day, named Wang Zhan.
Qiu Ziqi and Qiu Ziqing were surprised when they heard the news. They began to believe that the man named Wang Zhan was his father's friend. Only his father's friend could drink two pots of hero's blood so fiercely. It’s just that the more I think about it, the less calm I become. Damn it, whenever you drink a hero’s blood, it’s all about the pot!
Qin Ming lay on the ice bed, silently communicating with Remnant Soul, understanding the situation of the Thirteen Earth Sects of the Three Palaces, Nine Heavens, and the special and powerful forces like the Jinyang Clan and Guihun Valley. Although Remnant Soul can only remember things from thirty years ago, and the memory is not very comprehensive, it can at least give Qin Ming a general introduction, so that he can have a framework in his mind and make a comparison.
Haitang lived in the room inside, tossing and turning, and couldn't fall asleep. She used to have a very high status in the Ghost Clan, and was revered and respected. She had a separate alchemy pavilion and an independent palace. It was very luxurious and noble. She had been living there all these years. over there. She had never lived with a man before. Although there were two rooms, there was nothing separating the two rooms. Moreover, the man who found her on the first day he suddenly appeared seemed to have more secrets.
Who is he
where is he from
There is actually an alchemist in his family who can refine elixirs
He actually knows the secret recipe for refining the longevity elixir
Are there still undead people living in his house
Can he drain two pots of hero blood in a row without getting hurt
Haitang was considering whether to continue to follow Wang Zhan, whether to find a way to get rid of him, or to use him to hide her identity.
Haitang knew that she was in danger, and sooner or later she would fall into the hands of others if she continued like this. She herself is not afraid of death, but what about the ghost boy
Although the ghost boy has been hidden in a very safe place, it cannot be hidden forever. It is too young, has no survival experience, and has no one to accompany it. Once it appears outside, it may encounter danger at any time, or be killed. The enemies who were chasing after him found out.
The entire Ghost Spirit Clan is gone and dead. It’s not like there are hidden guardians as she said. The enemy had made detailed arrangements before encircling the Ghost Spirit Clan, killing them all with one fatal blow. All the forces involved with the Ghost Spirit Clan were not left alive. The ghost boy was lucky enough to escape, and he was the only one of his own blood.
The Ghost Spirit Clan handed the Ghost Boy into her hands. It was the hope of the whole clan, and she couldn't just give up on it.
According to Haitang's original plan, she was to find a force strong enough and strong enough to not be afraid of those enemies, and then she would dedicate herself as an alchemist in exchange for their protection of the ghost boy. However, although there are many forces in the Donghuang Heavenly Court, there are only a few that meet her requirements. It is definitely impossible for the Donghuang War Clan. It is complicated and the events are too involved. In addition to the Zhan clan, there are only a few choices, such as Shura Palace, Nanyin Mountain, Bahuangzhai, and Tianlong clan!
The ferocious power of these four forces shocked the heavens. Even the Donghuang War Clan dared to challenge them, and they fought hard all year round. But who to choose? Can they like her
She actually has some connections with the Hermitage, one of the "Three Palaces", and the Hermitage is powerful enough, but they will never take in the ghost boy for her sake, let alone turn against the enemies who are chasing her because of the ghost boy.
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