After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　A mature blood lotus needs hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation to succeed.

　　It is a truly unparalleled treasure of the blood family!

　　"Hahaha! Adolf you big fool!"

　　Fang Qingyan suddenly laughed.

　　Adolph felt that he had reached the ten wings and could no longer improve, so even if the blood lotus was given to him, it could only be used as a decoration.

　　But as everyone knows, he is only eight wings... Adolf really gave him a big gift!

　　With this peerless blood lotus, Fang Qingyan can reach the ten-wing level faster, and the time is at least one third shorter than expected.

　　call out--

　　Fang Qingyan flicked his fingers.

　　The blood lotus seeds flew out and fell into the coffin.

　　In an instant, a change occurred.

　　As soon as the lotus seeds came into contact with the coffin board, they immediately bloomed (Zhao Ma Zhao), and radiated a dazzling blood-red light, sprouting, taking root, and thriving at a speed visible to the naked eye...

　　After a few breaths, a huge lotus flower grew out of the coffin, the crimson lotus leaves swayed gently, and four beautiful red lotuses bloomed.

　　For a time, in the secret room of Nuoda, the fragrance was fragrant.

　　Fang Qingyan took a deep breath of the fragrance of the lotus, and the power of qi and blood in the body actually rhythmically moved, like a hungry wolf who saw the delicious food, thirsty absorbing the essence.

　　Even the spiritual power is strengthened a little bit by the infiltration of the fragrance of flowers.

　　"As expected of a treasure, four lotus flowers mean that this blood lotus has lived for [-] years."

　　Fang Qingyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a chuckle, "Adolf, you support me so much, if I don't break through to Ten Wings soon, won't I betray your kindness?"

　　Immediately, he lay in the coffin.

　　In the entanglement of a pile of lotus leaves and four lotus flowers, the meditation practice began.

　　It doesn't matter whether the coffin is high or not.

　　As long as you carry this blood lotus with you, you can get the best enjoyment even if you sleep on the floor! .

Chapter 65

　　Since the last time I used superb acting skills to deceive Adolf.

　　Bristol City had a brief period of peace and quiet.

　　The Revnor clan also assumed a post-reconciliation posture, hibernated, and did not make any further movements.

　　This made the five clans who wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight deeply regret it.

　　A good show ends before it begins.

　　The fact that there was no jihad between the Cape Clan and the Revnor Clan disappointed many people.

　　The entire kingdom of Nikara seems to have returned to the old days.

　　Even after defeating the orcs, it was more peaceful and serene than before.

　　However, Fang Qingyan knew it.

　　The seemingly calm lake surface has undercurrents surging in the depths. When the storm comes, no one can stay out of it, and everyone will be involved in the whirlpool, including themselves.

　　By accident, he became the ancestor of the Cape clan, and he had a bond with Elizabeth, which made Fang Qingyan no longer able to be like a lone ranger.

　　Day after day, he signed in, practiced, signed in, practiced... A little bit closer to the realm of Ten Wings.

　　The library and the secret room, two points and one line.

　　Life is boring, but self-disciplined and fulfilling.

　　Occasionally, Elizabeth would go to the library to chat with him.

　　It can be seen that her mood has not been very good. After all, she is facing internal and external troubles, and her father's health has not improved at all, but has deteriorated day by day.

　　……

　　Time flies, three years have passed.

　　On this day, in Elizabeth's room.

　　There is a pink coffin, delicate and small.

　　She lay there, her beautiful eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, and her breathing was steady.

　　She is meditating, cultivating qi and blood.

　　Elizabeth has hardly practiced since she was a child, but since Arnold and his party came to the door three years ago, she has realized her weakness and humility.

　　afterwards.

　　She started to try to practice.

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　　At first, she couldn't calm down to do this kind of boring and boring thing. She fished for three days and spent two days drying the net. It wasn't until a few months later that she gradually got used to it and could enter into meditation at any time.

　　In the past three years, the blood has grown a bit.

　　But there is still a long way to go before breaking through to the middle stage of the Viscount.

　　Fang Qingyan actually knew that she had started to practice, but she did not take the initiative to give her blood.

　　Because three years have passed, Elizabeth did not dare to go to the ancestors to ask for the blood, but she could only explain one thing.

　　That is, she's not really ready yet.

　　……

　　dong dong dong-

　　There was a knock on the door.

　　Inside the pink coffin, Elizabeth opened her eyes and said in a pleasant voice, "Come in."

　　The person who came was Joanna.

　　"His Royal Highness, the Patriarch asked you to come over. He has something to tell you."

　　"Okay, I know."

　　Elizabeth did not hesitate, lifted the lid of the coffin, and crawled out gracefully.

　　Then, together with Joanna, they went out to the palace of Marquis Morpheus.

　　……

　　On the second floor of the library, in front of the room window.

　　Fang Qingyan bathed in the sun and cultivated the power of the sun.

　　Suddenly he opened his eyes, showing a very complicated look, and muttered to himself: "Morpheus, are you finally ready to shoot? I hope that girl is strong enough."

　　After speaking, he closed his eyes again and continued to meditate.

　　The wisps of the sun's essence and fire were stripped from the sunlight, penetrated through the [-] pores of the body, and then absorbed by the vast sea of ​​qi and blood.

　　On the wooden table next to it, a strange and beautiful crimson blood lotus was gently shaking its branches and leaves, and four lotus flowers bloomed proudly.

　　Three years of penance!

　　With the help of more than a dozen drops of the prince's blood and blood lotus, Fang Qingyan's (cgca) blood has more than doubled in size, and it is not far from being completely saturated and full.

　　He is really only one step away from Ten Wings!

　　……

　　"Father, did you call me?"

　　Elizabeth gently pushed the door open, then carefully closed the door after entering the house.

　　"Elizabeth, you...you come here."

　　An extremely weak voice sounded from inside the coffin.

　　She walked over quickly, clawed at the edge of the coffin with her little hands, and looked at it with concern.

　　In the coffin, Marquis Morpheus has been completely skinny, his skin is dark black, covered with corpse spots one after another, the eye sockets, cheeks, temples... are all sunken, and the whole person is like a person wrapped in a layer. The skin of the skeleton is very horrified.

　　Elizabeth's nose was sour, and her blue eyes were filled with tears. She pursed her red lips tightly and bit her teeth lightly: "Father..."

　　Every time she saw the appearance of Marquis Morpheus, she felt sad and unbearable in her heart.

　　Morpheus looked at her softly, looked at her for a while, and then heard him speak:

　　"Listen, Elizabeth, I have something very important to tell you."

　　Elizabeth nodded again and again, and her delicate Qiong nose twitched: "Father, I'm listening, just say what you want to say."

　　Marquis Morpheus smiled and looked pampered: "I can't hold it anymore, I will go to the kingdom of God, the ancestor of Lilith."

　　Hearing this, Elizabeth immediately froze, her eyes panicking.

　　"How...how could it be? The old ancestor was not..."

　　"The ancestors saved me, but in fact, my blood source has been damaged, and I can only live for three years."

　　Marquis Morpheus's voice was still calm, "I'm not afraid of death, because no one in the world can live forever, and the prince has fallen, not to mention I am a little marquis?"

　　"Will not!"

　　There was a resolute look on her beautiful little face, and she stood up, "I don't allow you to do anything, I'll go and ask the old ancestor to get out, he will definitely be able to save you, the old ancestor pulled you back from the gate of hell last time, This time too!"

　　"No, you come back!"

　　Marquis Morpheus said solemnly, "Do you think the ancestor doesn't want to save me? If I can, do I need to tell you these words? Come back and sit down!"

　　Tears welled up in Elizabeth, but she sat down obediently, but she had fallen into great grief and was choked up and unable to speak.

　　In fact, she also knew that her father was dying, and her health was getting worse day by day.

　　Just unwilling to accept the cruel fact of his father's death.