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Volume 3 of Immortals and Gods Yi, Ancient Techniques, Volume 5, The Sorrow of the Setting Sun, Chapter 351, Zhurong Divine Blood

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    Volume 5: The Sorrow of the Setting Sun Chapter 351: Zhurong Divine Blood

    Mu Yi saw that the little fur ball turned into a two or three-year-old baby. It was chubby, with green blood flowing faintly under its fair skin. There was also a pair of transparent wings on its back, which was waving in and out of the air.  With.

    "You can already transform into a human being? Why are you in the body of a baby?" Mu Yi was surprised and happy. He also knew that demons who cultivate to a higher level can transform into human forms; it turns out that cultivating gods can do the same.

    "He advanced by merging the blood of the Poison God. His own cultivation experience is not enough, so even if he turns into a human form, he will still look like a baby. As his cultivation grows, he will gradually grow up." The god of death does not move.  The look on his face answered Mu Yi's doubts. He was staring at the baby transformed into a little fur ball without blinking, trying to figure out something.

    "He has indeed accepted the inheritance of the Poison God. Unexpectedly, the poisonous breath of the Poison God has attached itself to the demon body and successfully fused with the divine blood he left behind. This can be regarded as a kind of rebirth!" The God of Death murmured:  "However, for the time being, he probably doesn't have much intelligence and memory."

    Having said this, the God of Death used his spiritual thoughts to transform into a wizened old man, and said seriously to the baby transformed into a little fur ball: "God of Poison, can you still recognize me?"

    The baby was unmoved and turned a deaf ear. He kept looking at Mu Yi, as if waiting for Mu Yi's order.

    ¡°Can he still be called the God of Poison in his current state?¡± Mu Yi frowned.

    The God of Death shook his head and sighed: "I don't know either! Among the four ancient gods back then, I had the closest relationship with the God of Poison. They were life-and-death friends; I never expected that we would see each other again in this way.  !¡±

    Death looked at the baby.  There is an indescribable strange feeling.

    Although it has the same poisonous breath and the same divine blood, he still can't equate the baby in front of him with the Poison God back then.

    ¡°Perhaps this is because the Poison God¡¯s unique emotions and memories have disappeared.

    The God of Death suddenly thought, if the Poison God's emotions and memories were still there, but his body had turned into a monster, would he feel strange like this?

    The answer is no.  For these beings who have reached a high level of cultivation, their body and cultivation seem to be no longer important. Only emotions and memories are unique and irreplaceable.

    Thinking of this, the God of Death shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Speaking of which. We cultivators have been practicing hard day and night and going through difficult ordeals, all in order to improve our cultivation and become a divine body as soon as possible! It turns out that the decision  The essence of a person is not these external things. It is the inner emotions. At this moment, I would like to see someone who retains the memory and emotion of the Poison God, regardless of whether he has the Poison God bloodline or cultivation level!"

    "No matter what, we can't continue to call him Little Furball." Mu Yi smiled slightly and said: "Since he has an inseparable connection with the Poison God, let's just call him Little Poison God. Senior won't object!  "

    The God of Death shook his head and said: "The title is just a code name. Anyone can be called the God of Poison, and of course he can too. But to me, this Poison God is not that Poison God!"

    Mu Yi naturally did not feel as sad as the God of Death. He smiled and said: "Then it's settled! Little Poison God, since you call me master, you can practice with me from now on!"

    As he spoke, Mu Yi lightly cut his finger, and a lot of blood oozed out.

    The little Poison God flew happily to Mu Yi, and let Mu Yi make a bloody cut on one of his fingers, and some green blood suddenly came out.

    Then, Mu Yi stretched out his bleeding finger and pressed the wound on the finger of the little Poison God.

    This is a blood-based alliance. It is a unique method for signing a contract between high-level god cultivators. It is simple and easy to implement.

    Because the divine blood of high-level god cultivators not only contains mana, but also spiritual soul power. From then on, the divine blood of both parties contains a trace of the other's bloodline. Although it is only a small amount, it will not have much impact; but over time,  , but can sense the other party's thoughts, and can detect in advance if the other party is not good for him.

    After completing the process of making a blood alliance, Mu Yi had a thought in his mind, and a ray of pure mana was inspired from the divine blood in the wound. Suddenly there was a flash of fire, and the wounds of him and the little Poison God immediately healed and returned to their original state, with no scars left.  Nothing left.

    The little Poison God screamed "ahhh" like a baby, and circled around Mu Yi for several times, looking lively and cute.

    Mu Yi could feel that after the blood-blood alliance agreement was fulfilled, the little Poison God became more intimate with him.

    "Let's go!" Mu Yi said to the little Poison God: "You?The identity is somewhat special and cannot be disclosed for the time being. I feel sorry for you to continue to stay in the living bag for a while. After you leave here, I will try to find a way to arrange a suitable identity for you.  "

    While speaking, Mu Yi was also making gestures. He pointed at the Little Poison God and then at the living bag. He didn't know how much the Little Poison God could understand.

    The little Poison God shook his head. He did not return to the living bag, but instead stretched out his hand to point somewhere ahead.

    Mu Yi looked in the direction indicated by the Little Poison God. In the distance was a stretch of green mountains, nothing special about it.

    Mu Yi smiled and said: "You have swallowed enough poisonous mist. Please digest it well. Don't be too greedy."

    With that said, Mu Yi was about to turn around and leave, urging the little Poison God.

    The little Poison God suddenly became very anxious. He pointed to the green hills repeatedly and said: "Master, there, there!"

    Having just transformed into a human form, he can speak very limited words. He can only point in the distance and say "there, there."

    "Could it be that he still retains some memories of the Poison God and knows something else?" The God of Death suddenly said with a thought in his heart. He also advised Mu Yi: "It's better to go over and have a look. Anyway, those people are not ready and have not informed you of the manipulation.  The magic circle.¡±

    Mu Yi also felt something strange. It was the first time for the little Poison God to come to the Valley of Forgetfulness like him. Why was he so interested in the ordinary green mountains in the distance?  Most likely, as the God of Death said, it was a bit of memory remaining in the blood of the Poison God.

    If this is the case, of course you can¡¯t miss it easily!

    Mu Yi nodded and flew towards the green mountains in the distance in the direction indicated by the Little Poison God.

    Mu Yi stimulated the blood of the Golden Crow and immediately transformed into a shining Golden Crow. With a single flap of his wings, he could fly hundreds of miles away. In this way, his flying speed was greatly increased.

    The little Poison God was carried by Mu Yi and flew. Although his small wings were flexible, he was not good at flying long distances.

    Not long after, Mu Yi and others came to a bare hillside in the mountains.

    Surrounded by lush green mountains, only this hillside was barren of grass and was red in color - the hillside was covered with large and small red stones.

    Mu Yi looked at these stones carefully and did not find them unfamiliar. He recognized them at a glance. These stones were all a kind of fire-attributed ore called "hematite". They were very hard and were used for refining low-level fire-attributed methods.  Common materials for wands.

    The little Poison God insisted on bringing him here, naturally not for these hematite ores.  The little Poison God flew to the hillside and kept pointing downwards.

    "You mean inside this hillside?" Mu Yi guessed, and the little Poison God nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

    Flattening a hillside and looking for things inside the hillside is not an incredible method for a being like Mu Yi.

    Mu Yi didn't hesitate, he immediately opened his mouth and sprayed out a golden fire pillar, turning into a golden sea of ??fire, which was the Golden Crow True Fire.

    These Golden Crow True Fires rushed directly to the hillside. Suddenly, the hard hematite ore melted one after another, forming patches of red lava that flowed in all directions.

    The power of the Golden Crow True Fire is extremely overbearing. In just a few breaths, the hematite ore on the entire hillside was melted into a pool of molten iron, flowing around, and the hillside was razed to the ground!

    This is because Mu Yi did not activate the full power of the Golden Crow True Fire, otherwise even the molten iron would be burned into a wisp of smoke!  It's just that Mu Yi didn't know what treasure was under the hillside, and he was afraid of being burned by the Golden Crow True Fire, so he deliberately kept it.

    When the hillside was melted and flattened by the real fire, a special treasure was indeed revealed - it was a red flame, only the size of a fist, but it was not afraid of the Golden Crow real fire.

    Mu Yi put away the Golden Crow True Fire, and immediately, the crimson flame also put away its firepower and turned into a ball of red liquid.

    Mu Yi looked at the red liquid intently, and felt a vaguely familiar feeling. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling uncontrollably due to some inexplicable reaction!

    "Zhu Rong's blood!" The God of Death exclaimed, his mouth wide open, his face full of surprise.

    "Zhu Rong's divine blood? What does this mean?" Mu Yi's heart stirred up an uproar, and he asked: "Could it be that this is the divine blood left by the Fire God Zhu Rong?"

    The God of Death nodded and said: "It's probably not wrong! Back then, Lord Zhu Rong left some divine blood in case he was defeated and lost his bloodline, and gave it to me and other four ancient gods. Each of the ancient gods  Every god keeps a drop, which is the so-called Zhurong divine blood. It turns out that the Poison God hid the Zhurong divine blood he got here, and left his own divine blood as a guard!"

      "But why did he hide Zhu Rong's blood in the Valley of Forgetting Worry?" The God of Death said to himself again, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.

    "Well, that's right. The Poison God probably discovered traces of the White Sun Divine Vine here back then. He wanted to find the White Sun Divine Vine, but unexpectedly ran into trouble. He could only hide the divine blood here, while also leaving his own  Divine blood, seal this memory in the divine blood as a basis for searching for Zhu Rong¡¯s divine blood in the future.¡±

    The statement of the God of Death is half speculation and half analysis, but it has been so long that it can no longer be verified.

    Mu Yi asked with a thought: "According to what the senior said, the four ancient gods all retained a drop of Zhu Rong's divine blood. As a god of death, where is the senior's Zhu Rong's divine blood?".
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