Half a day.

"Is this out of gas?"

Looking at Zhou Chongguang, who was lying on the ground and was extremely miserable, Zhao Ting shook his head, a little speechless.

The eighteen martial arts he learned from the film and television dramas in his previous life have not been used up yet.

He didn't expect the life of the Spirit Race to be so fragile.

With a sway, he shook off the spiritual blood that had been stained on his body, which made him feel a strong burst of spiritual blood. Not only the spiritual blood, but also the aura that came from the depths of his bloodline that made Zhao Ting extremely disgusted.

Even putting aside their grudges, he hates Zhou Chongguang from the bottom of his heart.

Staring at Zhou Chongguang's corpse for a moment, Zhao Ting secretly thought to himself: "Although it is scarred, it is not that it is useless. Well...... Take it back to dissect it, just to see what secrets are hidden in the blood of the spirit race. ”

Thinking like this, he waved his sleeves, put away Zhou Chongguang's body, and turned around and walked towards the cave where Wang Junwei was accommodating.

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Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away in Youzhou.

South of Xiao'an County, the Longyin Mountains.

Between the sparse forests and high hills in the mountains, lie quietly in a grass house, the grass and reeds are by the mountains and rivers, the mountains are not high and elegant, the water is not deep and clear. In the meantime, there are faint clouds and mist floating, apes and cranes go on a blind date, and the pine fences are green.

On a white futon under the grass reed hall, there was an old man in a soap robe, who was handsome, with a lofty appearance, and a calm and upright expression.

After a moment, the old man in the soap robe suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be clouds in his eyes, as deep as the ocean. These eyes alone seem to be able to hold the stars.

"Someone...... Who is it that has moved my spirit seal?"

At this time, a white-shirted boy hurriedly walked in from outside the grass hall, knelt down and bowed: "Ancestor, there is news from the clan just now, saying...... Uncle Zhou Chongguang's life bead is broken!"

The old man in the soap-robed robe seemed to have expected this news, his expression remained unchanged, and he only nodded.

The white-shirted boy continued: "The life bead shows that the place where Uncle Zhou's breath disappeared is in Jiangzhou, Jiangzhou...... Changling County. In addition, the patriarch also said that before Uncle Zhou died, he wanted to pass on some news to the clan, but before he could do it, his life bead was shattered. ”

The patriarch suspected that Uncle Zhou had bumpered into some secret and was silenced. He couldn't make a decision on this matter, so he came to ask the ancestor. ”

The old man in the soap robe still looked like he was not sad or happy, and there were no mood swings.

"Jiangzhou ...... Neptune's territory. After a moment of silence, the old man in the soap robe raised his head and looked at the white-shirted boy: "Send someone to investigate, find out the cause of Sogo's death, and if necessary, mention my name and seek Jiangzhou's "unknown" assistance." ”

"No!" the boy in the white shirt should claim yes, and slowly left.

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However, it was said that after Zhao Ting rescued Wang Junwei from the mountains and sent him to where he should go, he slowly returned to Jiangzhou City.

It happened that it was getting late, Zhao Si was sitting in the courtyard waiting for him, and when he saw him come back, he was immediately relieved, and told him that Lin Sijun had also come to the house to inquire in the past two days, and Zhao Ting's heart was warm when he heard it.

First sent Zhao Si to report Lin Sijun's safety for him, and then Zhao Ting walked into the quiet room and began to study Zhou Chongguang's corpse.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had come into contact with the corpses of the Spirit Clan, and he had dealt with all kinds of "ominous" before.

Enduring the disgusting aura emanating from Zhou Chongguang's corpse, Zhao Ting moved him out, placed him on the stage, and began to bleed.

Unlike humans, the spirit race has spiritual power throughout the body, and even if it has been dead for a long time, the corpse is still lifelike, and there is no zombie and blood condensation.

Zhou Chongguang's blood was red, but if you look closely, you will find that there are some extremely tiny golden particles, hidden in these red blood, swimming like tadpoles.

With the volume of these golden particles, it is difficult for mortals to detect with the naked eye, but Zhao Ting is not an extraordinary person, and his strength makes him deaf and clear, in this quiet room, he deliberately went to look at it, and suddenly discovered the existence of these golden particles.

"There is a difference. A hint of joy appeared on Zhao Ting's face, and he observed these golden particles more closely and closely, "Hmm...... These golden particles seem to have autonomous consciousness, which should be the reason why the spirit power can be stored in the blood of the spirit race, right?"

"Spiritual power, let's call you Psionic Grains for the time being. What if this kind of psionic particle-rich blood was replaced into an animal's body, like the Killing Crystal?"

"Will they evolve into "spirit race" like they have transformed into "ominous"?"

"A Spirit weasel?"

Thinking of this result, Zhao Ting couldn't help but laugh and was eager to try.

He turned out of the middle gate, and told a servant to go to the city and buy him some live weasels for him, and though he did not know what to do, the servant did not dare to ask, and turned away.

Soon, a litter of weasels of different sizes was sent to Zhao Ting, but Zhao Ting was in a difficult situation at the moment, after all, "exchange transfusion" was not as simple as "crystal transplantation surgery", and he did not have the precise scientific instruments in his previous life.

"What should I do?" Zhao Ting frowned and thought hard, "Hmm...... Eh, you can try to let them swallow the spiritual blood first, and see if there is any special reaction, if not, then do him. ”

With a plan in his heart, Zhao Ting asked people to find a piece of white radish, which was soaked in spiritual blood, wanting to lure the weasel in the cage to devour it.

But just as he was about to throw half of the white radish in his hand into the cage, a change occurred.

This white radish, which was originally a finger long, was like a blow to swell at this time, and it became thicker and larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it grew to the length of Zhao Ting's forearm in the blink of an eye.

It is shining, and the color is more transparent and verdant, but it looks less like a white radish at this time, but more like a carved lifelike jade radish.

Zhao Ting was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at the white radish in his hand.

Looking at the big white radish carved in his hand, Zhao Ting thought about it for a while and came to a conclusion.

"This ...... Does spiritual blood have a ripening effect on plants?"

"Well, I just don't know, does it have the same effect on animals?"

Thinking of this, he broke off the big white radish in his hand without thinking and stuffed it into the cage. The hungry weasels, who were dazed, didn't think about it, and immediately scrambled for food.

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Two hours later.

Adhering to the spirit of rigorous and pragmatic medicine, Zhao Ting has been waiting in the quiet room for a long time, seeing that these weasels can jump and jump, and there is no abnormality around them, which is no different from normal weasels, so he gave up and stopped waiting.

Now the focus is, plants!

In the past two hours, he was not idle, but used his spiritual blood to water the cabbage, wolf poison fruit, corn, and the willow trees in the courtyard.

Judging from the results of the current experiment, it seems that the spiritual blood really has the effect of ripening plants.