Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 147 The Power of Mortals (3k)

It was as if a bullet flew past the tip of his nose, and he could still smell gunpowder.

Passed by the danger.

Also, great danger.

Again, it doesn't look like the Li family provoked something simple this time, and more importantly, it seems that he did provoke the Li family's ancestral hall this time.

If he finds it again.

How to do?
I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, this time I'm so in a hurry that I don't even have punctuation marks.

[Shengxian Village] is indeed terrifying, but there are two families of Buddhism and Taoism, including the former imperial court masters, who are desperately suppressing them. Family Ancestral Hall], it doesn't look like something is suppressing it.

It seems that he is quite free.

This is going to cause a big wave, and he is the first to bear the brunt.

For the first time, Lin Feng felt the benefits of rituals.

It's like computer attack and defense.

Yigui is the broiler he jumps on.

The previous opponents were easy to deal with. This time, Lin Feng finally observed some real masters and kicked over the broiler. The opponent did not come to the door. Naturally, it may also be because the opponent has not fully awakened.

Did he really dispose of [Li Family Ancestral Hall]?

No.

Lin Feng felt that the "true body" of the Li Family Ancestral Hall still existed, and if the Li Family Ancestral Hall could not be head-to-head, he could only eliminate the media of the [Li Family Ancestral Hall]. Ancestral Hall] and erase it from everyone's memory.

Difficult, need more knowledge to deal with these things.

Lin Feng's Adam's apple moved slightly up and down.

This is not a priority.

The most urgent thing is that his throat is a little uncomfortable.

Not because of nervousness to swallow saliva.

There is a mouthful of blood in the throat.

But can't spit it out.

He felt that his body, under the carving of countless "carving knives", seemed to have some problems, and some "waste blood" was produced.

Logically speaking, human hematopoietic liver blood stem cells come from bone marrow.

Lin Feng's sacrificial exercise just now must have not reached the bone marrow.

There is also no waste blood.

What's more, even if he vomited blood, it was due to a series of accidents in the mouth-esophagus-stomach.

His biggest possibility is stomach bleeding.

It is unscientific to spew waste blood from the mouth.

But I have already cultivated immortality, so what science should I pay attention to?
I am not pursuing mechanical ascension!
science?metaphysics!
Thinking of this, Lin Feng felt that the rituals were useful and planned to study the rituals in depth.

Someone is knocking on the door outside.

Lin Feng looked at the mess on the ground and knew that he was disturbing the people.

It seems that I want to buy some fruit milk tomorrow and go to the distant neighbor's house to walk around. Who knows that "King Shichibukai" took a look and found that there is no neighbor outside the door.

Lin Feng asked the others to open the door with a strange expression, and sprayed out a mouthful of "blood spray". To be honest, he had never used this trick except once in the game of "Xiangxi Blood God".

Some shudder.

But this time, it is very easy to use.

The waste blood splashed on the old lady outside.

The old lady, like Tang Woxue, was so drenched in blood that she melted.

Last time, there were ashes of the paper man, but this time there were no ashes, and they were gone.

?

Lin Feng unconsciously looked at the blood on the ground. His blood seemed to have some strange fragrance.

Not the rusty taste of blood.

If he had to compare and describe it, Lin Feng felt that it should be a kind of "sweet fragrance", like the fragrance of borneol, with a delicate top note and a strong base note, which lasts for a long time.

"The guts have changed too.

It's not like I imagined, it was changed directly, but the words were changed directly, and the difference is not big.

The blood-producing organs in my body have also become internal organs. "

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lin Feng saw that no matter it was "Master of Nuo Opera" or "Seven Martial Seas under the King", they all coveted Lin Feng's blood.

It seems that this is some kind of treasure.

No wonder the gods are also the raw materials for making sacrificial incense.From a certain point of view, a god is indeed another god, the best supplement.

Just looking at his own blood, and the coveting of these subordinates for his blood.

Lin Feng inexplicably thought of making some strange pills, and shuddered.

"Can't think about it."

Having said that, Lin Feng still signaled to one of the Seven Martial Seas under the king to go over. He wanted to see what effect his blood had on them.

One of the Seven Martial Seas under the king walked over, his movements were not seen, but the blood that melted the "grandmother" was indeed in front of him, and gradually disappeared.

At the same time, Lin Feng even saw an extra "look" on him.

The so-called "spirit" refers to the person in front of him, dull as a person with cognitive impairment, but suddenly, after getting his blood, he has spirituality.

It's like a black-and-white movie, a touch of color suddenly appeared, and it's like, yes, "attraction", and it's like the so-called "attraction". Under his enlightenment, these stupid geese have another Such a look.

What is blood used for?

That being the case, Lin Feng was not stingy either, he spat out the "blood sword" again, but he noticed that when the "blood sword" was sprayed out, these "people" hid extremely far away, they were very concerned about Lin Feng's blood , There is a deep-seated fear, but for the "tainted" blood, but coveted endlessly.

And they need to "plead" for his "gift".

Before there is no "gift", even the blood that is spit out is his property, and these old brothers dare not get their hands on it.

This is only true of his subordinates.

Or is it a rule?
Lin Feng signaled them to go over, while he looked at the messy room and began to ponder lightly.

"Grandma, Li Family Ancestral Hall."

Lin Feng stood still, and he called "Wangxia Qiwuhai" and "Nuo Opera Master" to spread out, drifting towards the distance, looking at the neighbors around.

The neighbors around were all asleep, and they didn't wake up after such a big commotion just now.

It seems that "grandmother" helped him.

Lin Feng was thinking about another thing.

Two strange places, the ultimate above one thing.

How did they do that?
Standing where he was, Lin Feng suddenly had an idea.

That is, in the game, the Li family found a method, found the firecrackers of the late Ming Dynasty, cultivated zombie skins, survived from death, and gained a glimmer of life.

If so, the Li family just survived, maybe Li Jianfeng survived temporarily.

But in the real world, are there any of them left behind?

Have.

Li Gao.

Because he remembered that in the Huangliang world, his grandmother, that is, Shou Chong, told him that the Li family had made a fortune since the end of the Qing Dynasty, and signed a contract with his master, and then there were death contracts for generations. some of them.

However, due to various reasons, it was not until the generation of the Li family that Shou Chong could emerge from the Huangliang world and collect interest.

If Lin Feng's guess is true.

Even Lin Feng couldn't help but give the person who did this in the late Qing Dynasty—most likely Li Junsheng, who gave him a thumbs up. In reality, Li Junsheng performed a survival technique even if he was defeated Ghosts and gods, but he did his best within his ability!
He sells two things.

I don't know how to deceive another strange person, and changed his family fortune from the early Ming Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty, but he knew that the old man successfully sold his family and passed on his family line. Even Lin Feng had to say, "Bull".

Lin Feng turned on the computer again, and began to look for methods that might be useful to him.

Teacher Xun is Professor Han's teacher. At Professor Han's age, Teacher Xun must be a certain age. For so many years, the ancestral hall of the Li family has not appeared. Teacher Xun must have done something.

In the end, it really didn't, because the back was broken, and he can be sure that [Li Family Ancestral Hall] has indeed not fully recovered, because the things about [Li Family Ancestral Hall] have not fully appeared.

Entering the game again, there is no luck and no rewards. This time the game is really beyond the novice level.

Lin Feng really wanted the firecracker. With the firecracker of a famous general in the late Ming Dynasty, it would be much easier for him to deal with monsters.

Some are a headache.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, turned on his phone and checked the time, and found that the chats in the group were full of enthusiasm, and Li Gao had joined the group.

He immediately recognized Brother Unlucky as Li Gao.

Lin Feng: [Thank you boss for joining the group]

[Sorry, my grandpa came just now, I sent my grandpa away, and my grandma came again, no, just after I sent them away, I came to the Internet]

Improper words came out, and immediately, there were rows of "???"

Lin Feng chatted with Li Gao privately.

Li Gao didn't reply to the private message, but joined the group.

First pretend that you don't know each other.

Only in this way can we obtain information.

Lin Feng took the initiative to add friends. First, the two chatted about the past, and then Lin Feng made side attacks with sinister intentions.

Lin Feng: "Where are you from?"

Li Gao: "Overseas."

Lin Feng: "Ah, is that jet lag? I'm broadcasting live at night and it's daytime on your side, just right, many of my water friends are jet lagged."

Li Gao: "I don't watch the live broadcast very much, besides, I'm going back to China."

Lin Feng: "Go back to China, won't you be able to eat a lot of hometown delicacies?"

Li Gao: "I almost forgot about it."

Lin Feng: "It's okay, it's like the hot pot here in Wudu..."

Li Gao: "I can't eat hot pot anymore, but we don't have spicy hot pot here, but there are other things. Beef hot pot is very good."

Lin Feng: "The weird story from last time..."

Li Gao: "Let's do this first, I'm going to sleep."

Lin Feng: "..."

Hey guys, sleep warning.

However, Lin Feng was in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Getting better.

I want to go back to my country, and I want to go back to my hometown.

After getting these news out, Lin Feng pondered for a while, and clicked on Li Gao's page again, and saw the big "hair" god, and the scribbled painter, but it could be seen that it was his own.

For a moment, he suddenly felt numb.

What is this situation called?
Lin Feng tapped his temples with his fingers, and finally decided to practice.

There is no need to sleep.

After dawn, he needed to send a message to Mr. Xu and Mr. Ma, asking if they had any more information about the God of the Land in the Han tomb.

Land six tones.

He needs to master more.

(End of this chapter)