Zhao Changhe's statement was not really a test, it was already a straight shot.
A blind man must have something to ask for. Although this request is inhumane to pull him over casually, it is definitely not intended to harm him. He is just using him as a chess piece.
In other words, there should be no conflict between what she wants and his desire to "go home". At most, there is a conflict in time. In theory, everyone can really cooperate honestly. There is no need to act like a riddle man, which will only make himself or Lao Xia feel resentful and resistant, and nothing can be accomplished.
But I don't know what she is thinking, she just refuses to be frank, so direct words like this are useless.
Zhao Changhe was so angry that he wanted to wipe his teeth with the Heavenly Book again.
Forget it. Zhao Changhe endured it and opened the book of basic skills of the spirit race that the little girl had brought to him. With the war imminent, his goal these days was to practice various skills.
After the corpse puppet was revived, its body became steel and powerful, which left a deep impression on Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling. If that was the result of the accumulation of gold and earth energy from the ground, it meant that absorbing such elements into the body could strengthen the body. In theory, this could be used as an active skill to actively absorb the five elements into the body to transform the body.
This may be the origin of many secret body-building methods in the world.
Others can absorb the elements of gold and earth, but as for the Blood Shura body, it may not choose these.
The spirit race's skills are divided into two directions. One is very similar to Lie, casting one's own flesh and blood as the foundation, the ancient great witches are all like this, the biggest difference from Lie is that normal skills do not play with evil spirits. In other words, blood and evil spirits are actually separate. There are many people who practice blood, and evil spirits are Lie's characteristics. He should not be called a blood demon or a blood god, but a demon.
Zhao Changhe was looking at his arm, and under his power, the evil spirit was overflowing. According to this, what should this arm be called
The other direction is the spirit tamer. This spirit refers to the spirit of an animal. In essence, Gu is a type of animal. It is normal for later generations to separate beast tamers and Gu masters, but in ancient times, perhaps beast tamers are stronger than Gu masters, because the ancient beasts were not ordinary, but they became extinct... Gu, on the other hand, survived the destruction of the era and have now evolved into Gu masters.
The spirits have always been able to control all kinds of exotic beasts and establish contracts. Sisi now controls the blood turtle, the hawk, the tiger and the leopard, and has been shown to be powerful during the rebellion in the Holy Mountain.
What they lacked was not the method of controlling beasts, but the secret method of drawing the power of beasts into their bodies. After all, if they were not strong enough, they would be easily captured by surprise if they simply relied on controlling beasts. Even if there were thousands of ferocious beasts, they would be helpless. This required drawing the power of the beast spirit into their bodies, so that they could become as powerful as the beasts.
Of course, the prerequisite for doing this is that your own body must be able to hold up, that is, your own flesh and blood foundation must be laid well, otherwise it will explode.
As a slave, Lie obviously could not inherit this secret method of taming beasts, but with his absolute understanding and control of blood, he forcibly deprived the power of the beasts into his own body and forged his own blood demon body. This was the last step of Lie's body forging.
In fact, Zhao Changhe's previous step, combining the blood turtle's recovery power to form the immortal blood demon body, was already based on this idea. However, at that time, he knew it but didn't know why. He just thought that the blood turtle's recovery characteristics could be used, and treated it as a natural treasure. He didn't form a system or method, and didn't know its essence of controlling the blood of all spirits. Therefore, he only gained the recovery power, but couldn't use the blood turtle's other abilities.
Now that he had the orthodox methods of the spirit race and the way of controlling Qi and blood of Lie, he could combine the two. He didn't need to raise a bunch of exotic beasts like the spirit race did and temporarily draw the beast power into his body every time he was about to go to war, nor did he need to forcibly deprive and transfer it like Lie did. He should be able to absorb and imitate it and permanently turn it into his own thing.
Once you take this step, the way to control the qi and blood of the world will reach perfection, and the characteristics of all spirits will be put to good use. This is one of the fundamental meanings of the third page of the Way of Life that you have obtained.
Zhao Changhe pondered over the spiritual clan's methods for half a day, then suddenly got up and went to Ao Chi.
It is said to be the Ao Pond, where blood turtles are raised, but actually it is a mountain with many kinds of exotic beasts raised around it. It is an important place for the spirits.
Seeing Zhao Changhe coming, the guards of Aochi saluted in unison: "Holy Envoy."
Zhao Changhe waved his hand: "Take me to see the blood turtle."
Zhao Changhe is now a god in the spirit tribe, and the queen is just a maid. Even if he wants to take the blood turtle away, no guard dares to fart.
Upon hearing this, the guard quickly took Zhao Changhe to the Ao Pond: "We now have two blood turtles, one guarding the Holy Mountain, and the other guarding the ancestral tomb. Both are only two or three months old, so they are not very strong yet."
The so-called two or three-month-old cubs are already as big as a mansion...
Zhao Changhe used the spirit control method and soon felt that the two blood turtles were Sisi's marks. He was amazed. According to the spirit race's method, there is a limit to the number of beasts that each person can control. The stronger the beast, the fewer the beasts. At the beginning, Xuewu's level could only control one blood turtle, but Sisi could control two at once, and she could also control others at the same time. This talent is outrageous.
You are a born Saint of the Spirit Clan, why did you go to the Central Plains to steal sword techniques? Look, now that you have worked so hard to obtain the Sword Emperor Sword Technique, few people in your clan have learned it. Even you have put it aside, and you don’t use it as much as I do. After all this time, those sword techniques have nothing to do with the rise of the Spirit Clan except as a bond between you and me. Your rise still depends on the ancestral method...
And since these two blood turtles belonged to Sisi, due to the relationship of the same heart Gu, they were naturally very close to Zhao Changhe. There was no need for any extra method to get close to them. Zhao Changhe walked directly to the edge of the pool and touched the turtle's head. The blood turtle actually showed a comfortable expression.
Guard: “…”
The Holy Envoy is indeed the Holy Envoy. He doesn’t need any magic or techniques. The Holy Beast is so kind to him.
Zhao Changhe reached out and gently stroked the blood turtle's carapace, then used the spirit control method to analyze it.
The basis for drawing animal power into the body is obviously to be able to analyze the composition of various animal powers so that you can receive them. With the help of this method, the structure of the blood turtle's carapace is like being analyzed and restored, forming the composition of a living thing.
Zhao Changhe did not lead the power into his body, but quietly drove his own blood and qi to harmonize with a fierce plan, temporarily transforming the composition of his skin into that of a turtle shell. This was also a proof of controlling his own flesh and blood. If you can't change it, how can you control it
Unconsciously, the skin made a "crackling" sound. In the eyes of the guards, the Saint's arm was covered in blood. The blood formed strange prisms, like a carved hand, no longer human.
Gradually, the edges and corners disappeared and the muscles returned to those of a normal human arm, but the hardness seemed to remain unchanged.
"Cut me with a knife." Zhao Changhe suddenly said to the guard.
The guards retreated in shock.
Zhao Changhe said unhappily, "Why are you so nervous? I'm practicing martial arts, can't you see? Just chop me up."
No one dared to cut it.
Zhao Changhe took out the dragon bird himself and threw it into the air: "Female little bird, cut me."
"You don't want to die?" Longque said with disdain: "You are just a piece of trash that I killed with one blow!"
Zhao Changhe rolled his eyes: "Can't you be gentler?"
"Okay, I'll play with you reluctantly, don't cry..."
"Dang!" The sound of metal clashing was heard, and a wound was left on the arm, with blood gushing out.
“Miscellaneous…” Long Que was stunned halfway through his sentence, and the girl in the knife was stunned.
I didn't use much force when I cut the sword. I was just playing with my master. I didn't even think that my master would really use his arm to block it. I thought he would dodge at the last minute. But he didn't dodge... It would be fine if he didn't dodge, but what happened to this result
The guards' eyes widened.
It was an injury, but it was caused by a precious sword. If it was an ordinary person, his arm would have been broken long ago. This was just a wound! If it was an ordinary sword, wouldn't it not even leave a mark
Zhao Changhe looked down at the scar on his arm. With his powerful recovery ability, the wound healed rapidly and after a while there was no sign of it left.
From the dragon bird to the guards, there was complete silence.
He did not draw the beast power into his body, nor did he plunder the power of the blood turtle. He completely referred to the composition of the blood turtle and created a body of steel by himself!
Of course it’s not because of his genius. Inside the Heavenly Book, on the page of life, the words “Control of Life” shine brightly, listing all the details and methods clearly.
The Blood Shura Body has reached perfection and has no more shortcomings!
Almost at the same time, Zhao Changhe's spiritual platform exploded, and he felt as if a membrane was about to break.
The gate to the imperial realm... is only half a step away.
The blind man stood by with his arms folded, watching, and could not help but sigh. This was actually no longer the Blood Shura Body, but Zhao Changhe's own unique method. This was not just using the Blood Turtle as a reference to make himself look like a turtle. With this method, he could imitate any strange life he saw in the future and use it for his own benefit.
The most important thing is that with such a strong understanding of life, he will at least not be killed instantly when facing Jiuyou...
… …
Dali.
Compared to the tranquility within the Spirit Tribe, the Miao region is now in chaos.
There are many tribes in Miaojiang, and no one has been able to unify them since the death of the Black Miao King. Lei Zhentang and Dao Qingfeng have both tried to do this, but they died one after another and their tribes declined. Now it is the Ling tribe that is going to do this.
The coalition forces of the spirits and Han people, who had been guarding Taoyuan Town only for self-preservation, came out in full force, sweeping across Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake, and were embarking on a conquest.
Dali was originally occupied by Dao Qingfeng's Bai Miao. Since Dao Qingfeng's sudden death, the Bai Miao were leaderless and in chaos. That night, the army of the spirit tribe invaded, and the Bai Miao surrendered, and Dali changed hands.
Taoyuan Town is just a place in a valley. It cannot be a capital. Only Dali can be a capital.
The Ling-Han coalition occupied Dali, announcing the countdown to the unification of Miaojiang. However, the Miaojiang with its many ethnic groups was obviously not as easy to stabilize as the Ling clan. After stabilizing the internal situation, Sisi immediately went to Dali to convene a multi-ethnic meeting.
There is a tradition of holding meetings, and everyone originally had a "joint system", but the tribes that participated in the joint meeting have died out, and now the only one who can have a say is Pan Wan from the Miao tribe... The so-called meeting is no different from the Hongmen Banquet for Pan Wan. If Sisi wants to kill her or destroy the Yao tribe, it seems that it is not impossible.
But she couldn't not come. If she really didn't come, she might be destroyed...
The meeting was held in the Dali Palace, which was once the palace of the Black Miao King. Later, Lei Zhentang renovated it, and Dao Qingfeng also added some repairs after he moved in, so it can be used. Holding a meeting here itself represents intuitive significance.
"You want to be the King of Dali?" Pan Wan asked directly and frankly: "Lei Zhentang wants to be the king, Dao Qingfeng wants to be the king, and you Xiang Simeng also want to be the king. Is power so tempting that you have to make the beautiful Cangshan and Erhai Lake full of war?"
Sisi asked, "Sister, have you ever thought that it is precisely because there is no king that there is war everywhere?"
Pan Wan sneered and said, "It's not always good when there is a king. When the Black Miao King was in power, every family was a slave."
Sisi asked back: "Then when is the best time?"
Pan Wan raised her head and thought for a long time: "The first few years when Emperor Xia was in charge of the Miao area were the best... but it was a pity that the Han people oppressed them later..."
"So, if the Emperor of Han is in control now and I am the one in charge, would it be better?"
Pan Wan asked, "How can you guarantee that you are not the next Black Miao King?"
"Sister, we can only try." Sisi rested her chin on her hand and said, "Since none of the previous solutions worked, we have to find a good solution and try each one."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"My sister can come and scold me and ask me to abdicate."
Pan Wan laughed in silence: "Are you playing house?"
"No." Sisi said seriously: "Everyone knows that this is meaningless, so if it was the Black Miao King, he wouldn't even say this politely to you, he would just ask you to kneel down. Since I'm willing to say it, it at least represents an attitude."
"That's a childish truth." Pan Wan's smile was more sincere: "You can conquer with violence, but you hope for peace. I see your attitude."
"Sister, at this moment, is not representing your own clan, but a microcosm of the hundreds of clans in Miaojiang. I can kill one clan, but I cannot exterminate hundreds of clans. I can enslave hundreds of clans, but I don't want to." Sisi said: "This is an unprecedented chaotic world of gods and demons. I hope everyone can work together to protect this beautiful Cangshan and Erhai Lake."
Pan Wan asked, "Then how are you going to place me?"
"I have set up a Han Dynasty-style court within the Spirit Clan, and many positions are vacant, waiting for you to take them... Are you interested in the position of Prime Minister, sister?"
Pan Wan's eyes widened in surprise.
This is really different from the Black Miao King, full of sincerity. Of course, you can say that this is a thousand gold bones, but that is also an attitude.
In the final analysis, strength is king. When the strength you have is enough to enslave the Miao area, but you are still willing to make these gestures, it will naturally bring the desired effect.
Pan Wan finally stood up and knelt on one knee: "I am willing to try for my king."
Sisi smiled and took her arm and pulled her up: "I knew my sister would agree."
She turned to the representatives of other ethnic groups at the meeting and said: "Whether they are black or white, whether they have had conflicts in the past, we are all members of the same country now, and we treat all ethnic groups equally without any bias."
Many representatives of small tribes knelt down and kowtowed: "We are willing to serve our king."
Yue Hongling had been standing beside Sisi like a guard, watching her performance, and she was quite impressed. She thought that there were some things that needed her, such as the Han people's affairs, where she might need to express her position. After all, she was the one who killed the Han envoy who oppressed the various ethnic groups, so her words in this regard still carried some weight. But it seems that it is not necessary at all.
"In that case, let's hold a grand banquet for all races today." Sisi strode out the door, turned around and smiled at Yue Hongling: "Sister Yue, on behalf of the Han people, how do you feel about... Oh~"
At this moment, Zhao Changhe broke through, and they knew each other. Sisi's mind turned to a thousand miles away, and she turned her head to talk again, but she didn't pay attention to the threshold. The threshold of the palace was different from the temple she usually walked on. It was a little higher, and she accidentally hooked it.
In full view of everyone, the queen, who had just unified the Miao Territory and was preparing to hold a grand banquet, fell down dancing with joy and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Sisi was a master of the art of controlling the wind, so she spun in the air, stretched out her hand to push the floor and turned over.
As a result, perhaps the whirlwind was too strong or something, the plaque on the door was blown off and fell down, hitting her head.
Sisi clapped her hands and wanted to grab the plaque, but the plaque seemed to be rotten with age and broke into pieces when she grabbed it. Dust and sawdust were everywhere, making the new queen's face dusty and her beautiful eyes blinked in the dust.
Everyone in the conference hall was stunned, even Yue Hongling was dumbfounded.
Did I bump into some ancestral god? I am so unlucky...
At this moment, the sky flashed with golden light:
"At first, Dao Qingfeng, the leader of the White Miao, wanted to awaken the corpse of the Black Miao king, and Yue Hongling knew about it. Hongling followed him into the tomb, stabbed Qingfeng with her sword, and broke the corpse of the Black Miao king with her strength. Her body was covered in blood, and she pointed her sword at thousands of soldiers. The White Miao were terrified, and her power shocked Dali."
"Dao Qingfeng is number 38 on the human rankings. He has fallen."
"The Queen of the Spirit Tribe, Xiang Simeng, has mastered the art of controlling spirits. She suppressed the rebellion in the Holy Mountain, killed the assassin in the Spirit Hall, broke the transformation of the undead, and settled the disloyalty of the Han army. Then she marched out of Taoyuan, swept across Erhai Lake, subdued hundreds of tribes, and claimed the throne of Dali. Her power has begun to show, and she is worthy of taking the place of the human leader."
"No. 38 on the Human Ranking, Queen Xiang Simeng of Miao Territory."
"Exquisite dice..."
The verdict suddenly disappeared, and was followed by a sweaty expression that had never been seen before in ancient and modern times.
Sisi: “???”
Who wrote this crappy book? Did I offend you
On the bank of Ao Pond, Zhao Changhe was stunned and called out to the blind man, "Hey, can you post the announcement of the Chaotic Times like this?"
This is really a kind of beauty that a national announcement is made using emojis. I’m afraid everyone in the world is dumbfounded now…
The blind man leaned against the tree beside the pool with his arms folded, looking refreshed, his face full of the satisfaction of revenge: "Let her call me a little bitch. She also ruined my reputation by saying that about me. Then forget her reputation. From now on, when people think of this girl, they will call her the Queen of Emojis."
Zhao Changhe kept his mouth half open and didn't close it for a long time.
Just for this
So book spirits really can’t let themselves go. If they continue like this, the world will be ruined.
"Well, since Hong Ling defeated the Black Miao King, shouldn't he be on the Heavenly Ranking?"
"Replace who? I've said before that since you defeated those demon gods, I can't rank them for the time being. The Black Miao King is just a dead man, so there's really no way to rank them." The blind man was quite distressed when he said this: "If these people have the ability, all of them should come out, so that I can re-estimate their combat power and rank them. It's no use for them to come out one by one... You should go to Kunlun quickly and beat them all, so that I can re-rank them."
Zhao Changhe walked away in a huff.
(End of this chapter)