Chapter 664: Fate
This time, Dugu Pocheng had Hong Tianming's experience, he gritted his teeth and fixed the Yuan Shen, and tried his best to squeeze the drop of essence blood that did not belong to him out of his eyebrows. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
This drop of essence blood is the culprit, and if you remove it, the primordial spirit will naturally return to his own sea of consciousness.
A round drop of red blood quickly sank into Mu Qingsong's eyebrows.
Zhong Zhen's eyes were wider than ever, and one of her mouths was almost open to her ears.
Two people, Dugu Pocheng's body has the essence blood of two people. Is this a blessing, or is it particularly unlucky?
It turned out that she had never expected that Dugu Pocheng did have Mu Qingsong's essence and blood in his body, but she missed Hong Tianming.
The essence blood of the two entered the Qiankun Mirror at the same time, and flew into Dugu Pocheng's body at the same time.
Whether there has been such a precedent in the past, no one knows. Naturally, the dead do not know how to speak, and the monks do not know that their essence and blood have been "shared" with others.
As for why it is so strange, I am afraid that only the old emperor of the Bai family, who has died a long time ago, can barely explain it.
The old emperor had countless daughters and grandchildren in his life, but none of them made him look eye-catching, and most of them were not considered successful.
When she was getting old, suddenly a young concubine with excellent qualifications suddenly became pregnant. He was surprised and full of pride, he had no son for more than 100 years, and he was still so old and strong at this age.
The old emperor was shocked, but also full of anticipation.
For this very likely last daughter or son, the old emperor gave a lot of attention that he had not paid before, and took care of the fetus from the beginning of its conception. The main branch of the soul nourishing wood was in Zixia Palace, but he still had a thin branch in his hand, so that the young concubine could hold it in his hand every day to nourish the fetus.
In addition to some of the usual methods of cultivating the fetus of the family, not to mention the inhumane aspects, he also used an even more evil secret method to raise his last bloodline at the cost of the death of his mother.
In other words, Dugu Pocheng is stronger and healthier than all the fetuses in the world.
The high-grade magic fetus is like a fake replacement.
The essence blood of several monks entered the Qiankun Mirror, looking for the most suitable fetus like a mosquito that sees blood. Among that group of people, Hong Tianming and Mu Qingsong's essence blood was the most vigorous, and they were squeezed into the unborn body of Dugu Pocheng in no particular order.
This is not an accident, but an occasional necessity.
The fetus in the essence and blood selection generally has excellent root bones, such as Ding Jiancheng, Temples, and Zhu Ziling, of course, including Zhong Zhen himself.
Hong Tianming's single soil spiritual root, Mu Qingsong's civil and engineering double spiritual root, and Dugu Pocheng are now single earth spiritual roots, which can be regarded as borrowing the light of the two. He has always cultivated faster than others, and although his temperament is straightforward and stupid, he is cautious and cautious.
This is no accident.
He was able to reach the spirit refining stage that only Xinghua Ancestor Li Huaixu could reach, not just by hard work, there were too many factors in it.
The most important thing is the old emperor's evil method of raising a fetus.
The secrets behind these are impossible for anyone to guess because the old emperor is dead.
Dugu Pocheng, an unlucky guy who has been "taken care of" since his mother's womb, has no mother since he was a child, and was thrown to the Dugu family, who has always been loyal to the Bai family, not long after he was born. The old emperor also found him a very strict master, and tortured him to the point that he almost wanted to die.
Later, he was sent to the army by the grandfather of the Dugu family, and the old emperor still followed the old method and found a harsh boss, that is, the lord of Baiyun.
When the time was ripe, Dugu Pocheng successfully reached the soul refining stage, so he captured him back to the palace and claimed "You are my son".
With such a father, the fate can be described as extremely bumpy, which makes people cry and smell sad.
As for Zhu Ziling and others, they are all tricks to cover people's eyes and ears. However, if Dugu Pocheng can't withstand the old emperor's tests and dies in a certain battle in a daze, Zhu Ziling and others, who are obscuring the eyes, will naturally be one of the legitimate heirs.
At this moment, the anger in Dugu Pocheng's heart was about to overturn the roof, and he tossed again and again, and he even suspected that there was a third place. It's a shame that he took back the torn primordial gods, otherwise he wouldn't have become a fool immediately if he lost so many primordial spirits in one go.
Witnessing a drop of essence blood entering Mu Qingsong's eyebrows from Dugu Pocheng's eyebrows, Kucha's surprise was even worse than Zhong Zhen's.
He had never seen such an inexplicable spectacle.
Dugu is not a spirit animal, why does he have the essence and blood of Mu Shizhu in his body.
All kinds of thoughts lingered in his mind, and then he remembered the meteor that flew away without a trace with the Qiankun Mirror......
Mu Qingsong was not settled, and Kucha entered the main hall to collect the purple gold bowl for defense, and he opened his eyes.
The blessings and misfortunes of this place are unpredictable, and Kucha previously found that there was movement outside and went out to check. He was naturally very vigilant, and just used his own wood aura to slowly heal his damaged body.
The method of using the sword to unify the human sword requires burning one's own essence and blood, which is a great method that damages cultivation and longevity. Essence blood is the vitality of a monk, if the essence blood is vigorous, the longevity will be longer than that of a monk of the same level, and no one wants to joke about essence blood until the last resort.
The loss of so much essence blood made Mu Qingsong quite distressed, but it was worth it to be able to escape with his life.
What happened next was simply unbelievable, and when Dugu Pocheng stepped into the main hall, he faintly felt that the person who came was related to himself, and it was an indescribable feeling.
He hadn't received a spirit beast, if he had changed to Xiao Bufan, he would probably have thought that his spirit beast was coming.
Then a drop of his own essence blood "poofed" into the center of his eyebrows.
Mu Qingsong was shocked to the extreme.
He looked at Dugu Pocheng, looking at his eyes that were extremely similar to himself, with some women's charm in the corners of his eyes. The eyes were wide open with burning rage.
It seems to be a pair of brothers who have been separated in the cycle of fate, two by two.
He was at a loss for a long time, and figured out the whole thing.
Miss Zhong was poisoned and recognized the wrong person, and she should have recognized this person as the wrong person.
"I think I know who you are." Mu Qingsong said slowly.
Dugu Pocheng is unspeakably angry, one or two, they are going to divide Lao Tzu's body. He clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart. After all, these two Taoist friends were running for Zhong Zhen, and they were so seriously injured that they almost died.
Dugu Pocheng had already known that the previous big man was not the peak master of Kuzang Peak, but a monk named Hong Tianming.
Then the one in front of him must be Mu Qingsong.
He lost two drops of essence blood in one day, and the Yuan Shen was torn apart twice, which was really painful, and his face was pale and cold.
Zhong Zhen saw that his face was ugly, his lips were white, and he trembled, and hurriedly took out the string of red hand beads that Huiyan had given. One grabbed his arm and wrapped the beads around his wrist.
"Break the city, wear this, maybe it will feel better."
A warmth penetrated through his heart, and the mayor of Dugu Pocheng let out a long breath.
"Your Excellency is Mu Qingsong of Kuzang Peak, right, my name is Dugu Pocheng, and I am Zhong Zhen's friend of life and death. Thanks to the many times of catechumen's help, I thank you for the treasure! If there is anything in the future, just command, and you should try your best to run for you. ”
The scene still has to be said, and Dugu Pocheng is indeed grateful.
Zhong Zhen listened to these strange words of thanks from the sidelines, and couldn't wait to plunge her head into the white clouds. Why do you need to thank me for my business?
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