Cross-pushing martial arts starts from adding points

Chapter 60, Blood Species (for further reading)
Chen Mo put the 500 taels of silver bill into his pocket, held the first kraft paper in his left hand, clasped Zheng Yuan's neck with his right hand, and lifted him up.

"Do you recognize the writing on it?"

Chen Mo stared at Zheng Yuan, and asked coldly.

"I do not recognize……"

Zheng Yuan glanced at the kraft paper, then shook his head.

"Where did you get that brown paper?"

Chen Mo asked again, and at the same time put the first piece of kraft paper into his arms.

"Before, the major cottages and the Taiping Sect jointly attacked the city. I found these two kraft papers from the body of a seventh-rank blood refiner from the Taiping Sect."

Zheng Yuan frowned slightly, the palm on his neck made him feel a little difficult to breathe, and the wrinkles on his face that were originally covered with wrinkles were getting deeper now.

"Is the second vellum a translation of the first vellum?"

Chen Mo's heart moved, and immediately such a thought flashed through, but as soon as this thought appeared, it occupied his entire mind.

If his guess is correct, then the complicated characters and symbols engraved on the Ten Thousand Mother God Cauldron should be a martial art.

It's a pity that even if he visualizes every day, so far, he has only recorded one word from the Ten Thousand Mother God Cauldron, and a martial art, such as this blood drawing formula, has three to four hundred words.

Click!

Chen Mo pressed his palm hard, and with a crisp sound, Zheng Yuan's neck was broken in an instant.

Zheng Yuan's eyes turned white, and immediately he fell limply on the ground as if his whole body had no skeleton support.

Chen Mo glanced slightly, and found that during the fight between him and Zheng Yuan, the entire passage was messed up, and three iron cages were directly blasted through.

For the rest of the iron cages, the warriors inside saw that Zheng Yuan was dead, and immediately looked at him expectantly, hoping that he could take action and rescue them from the iron cages.

Chen Mo ignored these people for the time being, but walked towards the iron house on the side of the iron cage.

The fire was shining, and the iron skin had a dim halo under the fire.

The iron house door was opened by Zheng Yuan before, and he stepped directly into it.

As soon as he stepped into the iron house, a musty smell came over his face.

The iron house is not spacious, and an adult can walk to the other end within ten steps, so, with just one glance, Chen Mo can see everything in the iron house.

There was a long table on one side of the iron house, and on the long table was a tray that had just been delivered. Most of the delicacies in the tray remained, and it was obvious that chopsticks had just been used.

On the other side, a martial artist with disheveled hair was tied to one end of an iron chain, and the other end of the iron chain was nailed to the ground.

Taking a closer look, Chen Mo found that the martial artist had been sucked into skin and bones, his body was empty of energy and blood, and he could no longer survive.

……

Qinglong Village, the meeting hall.

A middle-aged man with a calm expression and a handsome face was sitting at the head of the lobby. His breath was reserved, his temples were sporadically gray, and his eyes were gentle, but he seemed to be able to see the deepest part of a person's heart.

This position originally belonged to Yin Chen, the young master of Heifeng Village, but now that the middle-aged man in white is sitting here, no one dares to have any opinions. Even Yin Chen can only sit obediently next to him side.

In the lobby, besides the middle-aged man in white and Yin Chen, on the other side sat a young man in white and the "Master Hurt" of the Taiping Sect. As for the remaining two masters of Qinglongzhai, they were None are in the lobby.

Although the four of them were talking, it was as if they were chatting at home. The middle-aged people mostly taught the boy and the woman in white earnestly, and would point out the main points of martial arts from time to time, without shy away from Yin Chen's presence.

As for facing Yin Chen, there was another attitude, the words were kind, and they were completely friends of the same generation, but there was also a kind of estrangement invisibly.

And Yin Chen didn't dare to be arrogant at all, he was respectful in front of the middle-aged man, and complimented him from time to time, making the middle-aged man smile happily.

"Master, as long as you make a move, we will definitely be able to take Yuan'an County!"

At the end of a round of topics, the woman in white couldn't bear it anymore and spoke.

As soon as these words came out, the hall was suddenly quiet, and Yin Chen also set his eyes on the middle-aged man, waiting for his answer.

"It's inconvenient for me to take action on the matter of your juniors. Besides, the person in Fucheng has been paying attention to this place. If I take action, that person will not sit idly by. At that time, it will not be a matter of Yuan'an County."

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on the woman in white, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hearing this, Yin Chen showed a hint of disappointment on his face. The middle-aged man in front of him was the teacher of the woman in white. If he could be invited to take over Yuan'an County, he would definitely be able to capture it.

But obviously, this person is quite afraid of the governor in Fucheng, and he doesn't want to make things big.

"I went to Changsheng Mansion this time to meet King Chitian. I passed by here, so I came to see you. Don't think about asking me to help you."

The middle-aged man said again, and at the same time glanced at Yin Chen, the meaning was self-evident.

"Ok?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man was slightly taken aback.

The woman in white and Yin Chen have been paying attention to the middle-aged man, and the change in the middle-aged man's expression naturally did not hide it from them.

"Master, what happened?"

The woman in white asked cautiously.

"One of my blood species died. It's a pity that this blood species is about to mature."

The middle-aged man in white sighed slightly, and said with a little regret.

"Where is this blood species?"

Thoughts surged in the mind of the woman in white. She knew that the master had practiced a secret method.

People who practice Zijue, although they can improve their martial arts rapidly, will consume their own lifespan and lose their humanity while absorbing energy and blood.

The most frightening thing is that those who practice the Zi Jue are still unaware of this, and eventually become blood species for those who practice the Mother Jue to use.

In order to allow more people to practice Zijue, her master rubbed and printed many copies of Zijue, and spread them secretly in Tianyang Mansion. wedding dress.

"It should be in Yuan'an County."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then said softly.

The person who practiced the mother's formula would have a feeling for the person who practiced the son's formula, otherwise, he would not be aware that the blood seed was about to mature.

Yin Chen and the woman in white looked at each other, and immediately understood that this might be an opportunity to convince her master.

"Master, look..."

The woman in white hesitated slightly, ready to speak again.

The middle-aged man frowned. Although the blood species that was about to mature was very precious to him, it was now dead and unable to recover.

Besides, in Tianyang Mansion, he had sown a lot of blood. If he had to pay close attention to every one that died, then he would not die of exhaustion.

However, the words were so, but the death of this blood species that was about to mature still caused a little unhappiness in his heart.

But it is impossible for him to take action against Yuan'an County just because of a trace of unhappiness. After all, he is still extremely afraid of the warlord in Fucheng.

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