"By the way, there is a man named Zheng Tengyuan, who is Cao Fangyi's personal disciple. I heard that he has reached the seventh rank of the most holy, and is known as the arrogance of the generation of Zhengyang Daofu. Be careful." Although Gu Fenghua has already shown enough caution , but Lin Yuantang and the others were still worried, and continued to whisper in her ears endlessly.
"Yeah, I will be careful, and I will never be careless." Hearing their nagging, Gu Fenghua seemed to see the worried eyes of his grandfather every time he left home to practice, and nodded solemnly while Gathering his spiritual thoughts, he explored the Dao pools from afar.
When her spiritual thoughts penetrated into the pure white spiritual mist, her heart suddenly jumped.
The power of blood! The ethereal and ethereal aura in this spiritual mist is so similar to the power hidden in the blood.
The last time I fought against Tianji Shengjun, the hidden power in the blood was exhausted. Although it recovered by itself later, the speed was extremely slow. Up to now, it has only recovered one-tenth at most. But now, when the divine sense penetrated into the pure white spiritual mist, and felt the ethereal energy within it, the power of the blood flowed rapidly, and the recovery speed was more than twice as fast as before.
Obviously, this power hidden deep in the blood has a special connection with this spiritual mist, and it may even come from this spiritual mist, or in other words, from this Qingyuan Dao Pool.
How is this going? Since it is the power of blood, shouldn't it come from the blood of parents? How could it be related to Qingyuan Daochi?
Gu Fenghua was startled and suspicious, and after a while, he remembered one thing: the cultivators of the Supreme Heaven also perform pulse cutting and marrow washing, but unlike Wuji Shengtian, the pulse cutting and marrow washing here are more thorough, even As a result, some subtle changes will occur in the bloodline, and it is precisely because of such changes that the supremely powerful come out in large numbers, and even one generation is stronger than the next.
My father was originally just a cultivator from the lower plane of a certain star field, but it took only a short thousand years to become the strongest emperor in the history of the Supreme Heaven, and even became the unsurpassable peak of the latter, obviously due to his extraordinary talent Related, but talents, except for a few exceptions, mostly come from blood.
According to "Tianlu", when my father first came to the Supreme Heaven, he was unknown for hundreds of years, but suddenly became famous overnight, and then soared into the sky. It took only a thousand years to become one of the eight emperors, and then defeated the other emperors. In troubled times, there is no heaven. This is obviously unreasonable.
Could it be that his father became famous overnight because of a change in blood. And it was Qingyuan Daochi that caused his bloodline to change.
The more Gu Fenghua thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right, and his expression couldn't help becoming excited.
"What's the matter, Junior Sister Fenghua?" Seeing that Gu Fenghua was humbly receptive at the beginning, Lin Yuantang suddenly started to be dazed, and then his face became excited, and he felt confused, so he asked suspiciously.
"No, it's nothing, you continue to talk." Gu Fenghua suppressed the excitement in his heart, and put on the appearance of listening attentively.
What else to say? Seeing you like this, I'm afraid you didn't listen to a single word, so why should we bother? Lin Yuantang glanced at Gu Fenghua angrily.
He was wrong to blame Gu Fenghua. Although Gu Fenghua was indeed a little distracted later, he heard every word of what he said before, and remembered it in his heart, and he did not take Zhengyang Daofu lightly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com