Chapter 7: The Mysterious Servant
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On the empty floor in front of the gate of the racecourse, there are already thousands of bags of feed, and the bags should not be light. Moreover, there have been 6 miscellaneous disciples who have carried sacks and started to work.
Carrying a bag of feed, Wu Kun felt that the bag of horse feed seemed to be much lighter than usual, looked back at Wang Mao, carrying a bag, his waist couldn't stand up, and said, "What, is it heavy?" ā
"Senior Brother Wu, why are you suddenly so strong, this bag of feed is one hundred and twenty catties, you couldn't carry it before." Seeing Wu Kun easily carrying a bag of feed, Wang Mao said in surprise.
"yes, why didn't I feel heavy!" Wu Kun himself was also puzzled, remembering that he didn't seem to be able to carry it before, but now, this bag of feed seems to be on his shoulder, only thirty or forty pounds, and he doesn't need to work hard, could it be the reason for the golden blood?
"Your strength is really fast." Wang Mao said to Wu Kun, and then the two followed a group of miscellaneous disciples to carry the feed to the horse farm warehouse.
The horse farm warehouse is a lot of distance from the gate of the horse farm, and along the way, Wu Kun carried a bag of feed and walked like a fly, like walking on the ground.
At the gate of the racecourse, Hong Bo, the old servant who reported to Wu Kun with Wang Mao yesterday, didn't know when he appeared on the side, his eyes looked at Wu Kun who was carrying a few bags of feed back and forth, intentionally or unintentionally, without any expression in his expression, but if someone looked carefully, it was not difficult to see that there was occasionally a flash of essence in Hong Bo's eyes.
Although Hong Bo is a servant, he has been in the Seven Xuanwu Academy for decades, and his status in the Seven Xuanwu Academy is not low, almost no one knows his real name, and everyone is called Hong Bo, even Elder Ma has to give some face.
In the past, when Wu Kun was favored, Hong Bo was arranged to take care of his diet and daily life, but now Wu Kun has fallen out of favor, so Hong Bo has become an idler, and no one has arranged a new errand for him, after all, he is old.
Usually, this Hong Bo is to walk around and take a look, where he needs to help, and by the way, prune the flowers and plants in the martial arts courtyard.
Thousands of bags of fodder, dozens of miscellaneous disciples, each of them resisted more than 20 times before they were all carried to the horse farm warehouse, and it took a whole morning, and by the time they carried the last bag, all the people were powerless, only Wu Kun was still in good spirits, feeling that the more he worked, the more powerful his body became.
"Ahem......" Wu Kun carried the last bag of feed through the back door, Hong Bo slowly stood up, suddenly bumped into Wu Kun's body, and coughed heavily.
"Humber, are you alright?" Wu Kun hurriedly held Hong Bo's hands.
"Young Master Wu Kun, I'm fine." Hong Bo held Wu Kun's hand, stood firm and said.
"Then I'll go first, Humber, be careful." Wu Kun said, feeling this Hong Bo's hand, but it was warm, and when he touched himself, there was a warm current around him.
Immediately, Wu Kun didn't pay much attention to it, carried the last bag of feed, and continued to walk towards the horse farm warehouse.
"Hey, it's strange, how can this be, the bottomless pit vortex has begun to merge with the dantian, the bloodline of the ancient Chiyou has begun to awaken, is the seizure about to begin?" Looking at Wu Kun's back, Hong Bo muttered to himself.
After moving the horse feed in the morning, there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Zhou Liang returned to his small courtyard, entered his room, and continued to condense the golden blood.
However, what he was distressed about was that although his physical strength seemed to have increased due to the consumption of golden blood, his spiritual power cultivation still did not improve, and he still stayed at the level of qi cultivation, without the slightest trend of recovering his cultivation.
"What do you have to do to restore your cultivation?" Wu Kun muttered, if he wants to change his fate, first, he must at least restore his cultivation, so that others will know that the former genius has returned!
"How do you restore your cultivation? You're about to be snatched away and die, and you still want to restore your cultivation? At this moment, a mosquito-like voice sounded in Wu Kun's ears.
"Who, who is it......" Wu Kun suddenly looked around the room in surprise, he was the only one in this room!
"If you don't want to die, come to the firewood room and don't alarm the others." This voice continued to speak in Wu Kun's ear, and then disappeared.
Wu Kun felt that this voice seemed to be a little familiar, hesitated for a moment, and decided to go to the firewood room, which is related to his life and death, whether it is true or not, he has to go too, this person can speak in his ear unconsciously, it must be some master outside the world.
Taking advantage of the night, Wu Kun walked lightly to the firewood room, the firewood room is not far from the place where he lives, and there is no one in the middle of the night.
"Don't look, don't come in yet." That voice said in Wu Kun's ear again.
"Who the hell is it, is it a ghost?" Wu Kun had the courage to retreat from the door of the firewood room, and then in the dim night, he saw a familiar figure: "Uncle Hong, why are you?" ā
At this time, Wu Kun looked at Hong Bo, not at all like the old dragon clock he saw on weekdays, his eyes were bright, and there was an invisible momentum, but his face was slightly pale.
"It's strange, if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't easy to watch you go all the way, and you are kind-hearted, I wouldn't have bothered to save you." Hong Bo looked at Wu Kun and said.
"Uncle Hung, what save me, how do I feel that you are different from before?" Wu Kun asked.
"You're dying, and you don't know it." The old servant looked at Wu Kun and said.
Wu Kun looked at Hong Bo suspiciously, then looked at himself, and said, "No, I'm fine, Hong Bo, don't be joking." ā
Humb chuckled and said, "I'm kidding, five, four, three, two, one......"
As the word "one" fell from Hong Bo, Wu Kun was in doubt, and suddenly a strong golden air flow in the dantian rampaged through his body, as if he wanted to destroy his internal organs.
"Ah......" Wu Kun was about to scream out loud, but before the voice came out, he saw a flower in front of him, and Hong Bo's figure arrived in front of him incredibly, and then, with a few clicks on his chest and abdomen, the huge golden air flow in his body disappeared and quieted down.
"I didn't lie to you, did I?" Humb said.
"Uncle Hong, what the hell is going on, you have to save me!" At this time, Wu Kun decided in his heart that this Hong Bo must be a legendary master outside the world, it seems that he was deliberately hidden in the Seven Xuanwu Academy, and this strong golden air flow in his body seems to be caused by the golden blood, could it be that the ancient demon is really going to start taking away?
Although Wu Kun knew that sooner or later there would be such a moment of being taken away, but when this moment really came, he was still like an ordinary person, full of fear of death, and taking away meant that his Wu Kun's soul would also be devoured, and he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated! Out of one's wits!
"Come with me!" Hong Bo glanced at Wu Kun, and then walked to a corner of the firewood room, and he didn't know where he pressed it, and suddenly an underground secret room appeared under the corner.
Hong Bo also ignored Wu Kun's surprised expression, and walked into the secret room by himself, Wu Kun also walked into the secret room with surprise.
There was a soft "snort", and the door to the secret room above was closed. In the secret room, where Wu Kun came into view, there was nothing but a stone bed.
"Uncle Hong, ...... here" Seeing this secret room, Wu Kun was surprised in his heart, in the memory in his mind, there was no secret room in this firewood room.
"This firewood room has always been under my care, so I opened up a secret room in it for emergency use, you tell me honestly, what happened in the past few days, what's going on with that golden demon blood in your body?" Looking at Wu Kun, Hong Bo's expression did not feel a little more concerned.
"This ......" At this time, Wu Kun didn't dare to hide it, and then said the matter of suicide and then cash and blood from beginning to end.
"The bottomless pit of the dantian, the golden smoke, the condensation of the golden blood, is it ......" After listening to Wu Kun's narration, Hong Bo's expression fell into doubt, and then he said to Wu Kun: "By the way, what about your usual gecko pet?" Show me. ā
"Well, the fat tiger is here." Wu Kun rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing the little pale yellow gecko with his little head held high, and said to Hong Bo.
"This, is it ......" Seeing this pale yellow little gecko, Hong Bo's expression immediately became surprised, with an incredible expression in his eyes.
"I really didn't expect it!" Hong Bo looked at Wu Kun with surprise in his expression, and said, "Chiyou Demon Blood...... Xuanyuan Holy Beast ...... I didn't expect you to be so lucky, if it weren't for these things happening at the same time, I'm afraid that the gods wouldn't be able to save you. ā
"Humber, you make it clear, what a good thing, why can't I understand?" Wu Kun was puzzled.
"Of course you don't understand." Humber said: "I ask you, do you want to survive, do you want to not be taken away, do you want to be able to do something one day, and be proud of the world." After speaking, the essence flashed in Hong Bo's eyes.
"The kid naturally doesn't want to die, so he begs Hong Bo to fulfill it." Wu Kun instantly knelt in front of Hong Bo, he was about to change his current situation, in front of him, this Hong Bo is definitely not an ordinary person, if he helps himself, then he may immediately change his current situation.
"You're also smart, but I have the heart to help you, but I can't make up my mind, I don't know if I helped you or hurt you in the end." Hong Bo said with a slight hesitation.
"If Uncle Hong wants to help me, naturally he won't harm the kid." Wu Kun said.
"Get up, I have taken care of you for the past few years, I have seen everything about you, and I know that you are kind-hearted and filial to your mother, otherwise, I will naturally not help you, and I will not expose my identity in front of you. But remember, you can't tell anyone about me. ā
Hong Bo said, helped Wu Kun up, and continued: "In the battle of the ancient deer, the Xuanyuan Holy Sword slashed Chi You, although Chi You died, the blood of his Wu clan swayed the four corners of heaven and earth. But in this hot and yellow land, because it is the habitat of the human race, the blood of Chiyou was cleansed by Xuanyuan with great magical powers! It is not easy for you to inherit the Chiyou bloodline, but if you inherit the Chiyou bloodline, it also means that sooner or later you will be taken away by the Chiyou demon blood, which is why there is a black hole vortex in your dantian, causing your cultivation to regress! However, you were lucky enough to fuse this vortex in a suicidal way, and achieved a one-in-a-million Heaven Devouring Holy Body, so the black vortex will release golden smoke, which is the Chiyou Demon Blood! ā
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