Chapter Seventy-Two: The Crimson Mystic
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Although this thick book was lying quietly on the quaint stone platform, Fang Xiao felt as if the book was alive, because it was certain that it was this book that kept calling him in his heart just now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Fang Xiao tentatively put his hand into the red pillar of light, waited for a long time, found that his hand had not changed much, and then mustered up his courage, took a deep breath, and stood directly in the red pillar of light.
After a period of time, confirming that nothing abnormal had happened to his body, Fang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
It seems that this red pillar of light is harmless.
This ancient book was in front of him at this time, Fang Xiao began to look at this book curiously, the book was closed at this time, the cover of the book was black, and the four blood-colored characters were extremely enchanting by this pitch-black background, as if it had a strange demonic nature, which was breathtaking.
The thickness of the book is about a palm's width, and the cover of the book is covered with strange blood-red lines, and on the right side of the thick book, there is a strange pattern.
It's not so much a pattern as a relief.
The relief pattern is two rows of sharp teeth, two rows of vampire teeth, and four long fangs facing each other, as if a mouth appeared out of thin air, clenching the thick book tightly and not allowing others to open it easily.
The whole book feels ancient and mysterious...
Fang Xiao frowned, stroking this ancient book with his hand, he didn't need to confirm the contents at all, just by looking at the appearance of this book, he could know that this book was extremely dangerous...
But there is always an unusual attraction to something mysterious...
Gee! O holy scriptures! Sounds like a great thing!
Now that it's all sent to me, of course you have to learn!
Fang Xiao stretched out his hand, wanting to open the thick book
But
"Huh?"
Why can't you open it?
The book seemed to be firmly nailed to the stone platform, and the pages seemed to be glued together so tightly that they could not be opened.
Fang Xiao gradually increased the force in his hand, until finally he simply jumped directly onto the stone platform, breaking the thick cover of the book with both hands, stepping on the stone platform with both feet, and lifting it up with the strength of milk, but the book still did not move.
It's weird...
It seems that this book can't be opened by brute force, and it definitely needs some kind of "key"...
Fang Xiao jumped off the stone platform out of breath, sat down in front of the stone platform, and began to think carefully about all the things about this book, to see if he could find any clues.
Judging from the title and appearance of this book alone, this must belong to the blood clan, and the mysterious space he is in now should be inside his strange left hand, and his strange left hand is likely to be changed by that strange little shovel.
In that case, the shovel is also a blood thing.
So what exactly is that little shovel? Who left it to himself?
Teacher? Or an old man?
are unlikely...
If you only talk about the appearance of this book, it should be a blood treasure, and they should not easily leave such an important thing quietly on the door of their home.
Who, exactly...
Can't figure it out...
But since it's a blood thing...
Fang Xiao stood up again, slashing his fingers with sharp nails, although Fang Xiao didn't know at this time that it was only his own soul that entered this pitch-black space, there was still blood flowing out of his wounds.
Fang Xiao dripped his own blood onto the cover of the book, and then the blood immediately penetrated into it, as if it had been swallowed by the book.
The book began to glow with a faint red glow.
Click!
The book is open!
As the book opened, a rich red bloody aura that could be detected by the naked eye rushed to his face, and after the breath, an ancient and mysterious text was densely displayed in front of Fang Xiao.
And so it was!
Fang Xiao fixed his eyes on the words on the book, it was still the kind of words he had never seen before, but every time he read a text, the meaning of the word immediately appeared in his mind, and there was no sense of jerkiness.
"Crimson Mystic Volume 1"
Hey? Crimson Mystic?
Fang Xiao was surprised, it was clear that the cover of this book was marked "Ten Thousand Blood Holy Scriptures", but the first chapter at the beginning was actually "Scarlet Secret Art"?
On the Continent of the Gods, the so-called Gongfa classics are often a systematic cultivation method, and the higher the grade of the classics, the more complete the cultivation system contained in them.
It seems that this "Crimson Secret Technique" is the most basic cultivation method of this "Ten Thousand Blood Holy Scripture", and there must be something else besides the "Scarlet Secret Technique"!
Fang Xiao curiously flipped back, but after not turning a few pages, he found that the papers behind him were still firmly glued together.
Is there not enough blood?
Fang Xiao directly slashed his palm and sprinkled more blood on the Holy Scripture, all the blood dripping on the Holy Text was immediately absorbed, but the pages that were clinging to each other still showed no signs of loosening.
Fang Xiao had no choice but to stop, because if he continued like this, he would be anemic...
If it's not the quantity of blood, then it seems that the quality of blood is not enough...
Leaving aside the rest of the holy scriptures for now, Fang Xiao began to carefully study the previous chapters.
"Crimson Secret Art Volume 1: The Spell of Pure Blood ......"
A few thin pages, Fang Xiao quickly finished reading it, and then he rubbed his forehead with his hand, and began to recall the not-so-obscure content he had just seen.
Blood is the source of the strength of the blood clan.
In a sense, the higher the grade of blood in the blood clan's body, the purer the bloodline, and the stronger the blood clan's strength.
However, the grade of the bloodline does not directly represent its own strength now, but represents the talent and represents the height that can be achieved in the future.
That's why it's so important to be born among the bloodline, because the theory of bloodline is not an idea here, it's a truth.
Originally, for the blood clan, this talent was determined from the beginning of his birth, and he could only gradually improve his bloodline level with the accumulation of long years, which was a long and passive process.
But this method of pure blood is a way to actively quench one's own blood and improve the grade of blood in the body and the purity of blood!
In other words, this is a way to improve the Bloodline's own talent!
Fang Xiao felt a little big.
Although I knew that this book was a treasure, I didn't expect it to be so hot!
If other blood clans know that they have a way to improve the purity of their bloodline, it is estimated that all the blood clans in the world will come to hunt down and kill them with their lives!
And as soon as this method of pure blood is revealed, it is estimated that in a few hundred years, there will be a scene of true ancestors walking everywhere on the road of the gods, and there are as many princes as dogs, and it will be the blood clan that rules this world at that time.
Once you get this blood method first, it's the Demon Feast...
Then the end of the world has arrived...
Therefore, the matter of this "Ten Thousand Blood Holy Scripture" must not be revealed to anyone!
I'm only a fifteen-year-old child, so why should I be asked to take on such a difficult task of maintaining world peace?
Ay...
After making up his mind to keep it secret, Fang Xiao sat down on the spot and began to silently run this pure blood method according to the cultivation method recorded in the Ten Thousand Blood Holy Scripture...