Chapter Twenty-Three: Bloodline Mutation

After Qing Yi measured his bloodline, he made it clear that his bloodline did not belong to the five elements, so he could not use the five elements spell.

But he just looked inward and found that the aura of the sea of qi has changed from colorless to dark blue, you must know that there are only five kinds of aura, which have their own subdivision colors, and blue is the sign of water aura, what is the situation?

"You haven't noticed it for so many days?" the turtle master was stunned.

"I've been so busy these days, how can I still have the leisure to practice qi," as he spoke, he used the aura of the sea of qi to his hands, and at the moment when his palms were covered by the dark blue light, an extremely cold aura suddenly swung away, so frightened that the turtle master hurriedly moved away from the chair, and within a radius of two meters, the tables and chairs were frozen on the ground.

"Vitality is out of the body, have you cultivated to become a witch?"

"I don't know, this is Shangwu?" Meng Yun was also completely dumbfounded, he hadn't even learned the method of promotion to Shangwu, how could he be promoted inexplicably when he cultivated? There are many doubts, but it is true that only by cultivating as a witch can he achieve the extension of aura.

Looking at his hands, he could feel the extreme cold and low temperature emitted by the aura.

"Let's see if we can mobilize the aura of the outside world," the turtle master said.

"Still no," Meng Yun said with his eyes closed.

"Uncle's empty rejoicing," the turtle master said with a deflated breath.

"It's broken, it seems that the aura can't be taken back," At this moment, he suddenly sadly found that the aura extending from his sea of qi was out of his control.

You must know that before, when he tried to mobilize the aura of the outside world, this situation would appear, but this time even the aura that came out of his body rebelled.

"Pig, don't think about stuffing back, control the sea of qi and pull back," the turtle master scolded.

When the turtle master said this, he understood that this was the same principle as practicing qi, which was to absorb the aura of the outside world through the acupoints of the qi sea meridians, rather than trying to directly control it like him.

At the same time, he also understood a truth, it was not only the external aura that excluded his divine consciousness, but the entire natural world did not accept his divine consciousness, in other words, he could not directly invoke any spiritual energy that existed in the natural world.

Eighty percent of this has to do with the fact that he is not from this world.

At the moment when he withdrew the aura, the temperature in the city tower dropped rapidly, but the remaining ice on the floor of the tables and chairs was still there, this was one of the abilities of the witch, and the aura could be extended to the outside of the body without passing through the medium of swords and other means, and it was much more powerful.

"Has this happened before?" Meng Yun's face was still uncertain, he was almost ignorant of the changes in his body, and he didn't even know when the abnormal changes occurred.

The Ice Xuan Sword is a special weapon that can transform the aura other than the fire genus into cold and frozen qi, which covers up the changes in the bloodline to a certain extent.

"As far as I know, the bloodline is innate, but then again, you are only a little normal now, you are born with the bloodline of the five elements, like you didn't have any bloodline before, it doesn't make sense at all," the turtle master said.

"I'm a water bloodline now?" Meng Yun said.

"Isn't this nonsense? Ice doesn't change from water, but from fire?" said Master Turtle to the side where there was no ice.

"The cold aura is brought by the water bloodline?" Meng Yun asked again.

"It's not like this, you can only turn water into ice by casting spells, the reason why you exude cold qi is probably related to your weird bloodline, to be precise, you can't be regarded as a real water spiritual qi now," a trace of regret flashed in the turtle master's eyes.

"Isn't this good? You don't need a spell to use cold qi," Meng Yun raised his right hand, which glowed with blue light, and leaned directly into the charcoal stone basin in front of him.

Suddenly alternating between hot and cold, I heard a click.

The stone basin cracked into a pile of broken stones, and the coals fell to the ice on the ground, sizzling white steam.

Two months ago, the toad in the Ice Palace, who was called the leader of the Puppet, still had a vivid impression on him.

The other party used cold and freezing gas, which almost broke one of his arms, and the turtle master was almost frozen to death.

With the strength of his current aura, he would definitely not be able to catch up with the toad, but there was no doubt about the strength of the ice aura.

"Oh, you're quite good at justifying yourself, use your brain to think about how many forms of water there are?"

"Hmm, do you mean that I can only use water ice spells, and I can't use any spells that involve the form of water mist?" Meng Yun subconsciously frowned, how could he forget about this.

Putting aside the aura in his body, whether it can support him to use spells Regardless of whether he can support him, as long as he condenses the aura, it will freeze, and he can't use spells related to water mist at all.

"That's what it means, but you seem to be able to learn an ice pick technique, and you can't use other spells that consume a lot of spiritual energy," the turtle master showed a few large white teeth.

"Uncle, does an ice pick have a fart?" He thought that after being transformed into a water bloodline, how could he use several spells, but when he heard what the turtle master said, the spell that could be used was only an ice pick, and it was a chicken rib.

Just a few days ago, when the barbarians attacked the city, he had seen the witch in the county town use an ice pick, the power can not be said to be small, but it is not so big, two ice picks smashed over, even a bear can not be killed, the bear can be turned into a barbarian witch.

In other words, when the cultivation of the two sides is the same, the ice pick can't kill the barbarian wizard at all, and it is not as powerful as the fireball.

After this cultivation was promoted to the rank of witch, the strength of the aura increased greatly, and if nothing else, the aura of the sea of qi should be enough to support him to send out sword qi.

The Ice Xuan Sword cooperates with his aura, and its power is definitely not less than that of an ice pick, and the sword qi doesn't need to recite spells, and there is no need to pinch the fingers, which is really depressing.

......

In the second half of the night, soldiers came in to add charcoal to the braziers.

Meng Yun held the Bingxuan Sword, half-lying on the chair on the east side, his thumb popped out of the sword body, and fell back into the scabbard, repeating this action over and over again.

"Why are you still stunned?" the turtle master was woken up by the noise of the soldiers.

The soldier finished his charcoal and bowed away.

"Do you feel the smell of conspiracy?" Meng Yun said as he turned his head to the turtle master.

"Conspiracy?" the turtle master got up and yawned.

"The Man in the Black Cloak," Meng Yun said.

"Do you suspect that he changed your bloodline for you?"

"He seems to be a water bloodline, and he uses ice spells the most," Meng Yun nodded in acknowledgement.

If the black cloak man wants him to enter the game, he can't sit back and watch his cultivation is still shallow, otherwise he won't be able to play much role, after all, even if his bloodline talent is against the sky, within three years and five years, he will definitely not be able to catch up with those who have cultivated for decades, unless he takes the initiative to help him improve his cultivation.

"What does this mean? Anyone who survives the Divine Tribulation can use the five kinds of aura," the turtle master said with a wave of his hand.

"If he were a god, it would be difficult for me," the man in the black cloak was unfathomable.

I don't know if the next time he meets the other party, he will be qualified to know the truth of the prophecy scroll.

"What do you mean?" the turtle master didn't understand his words.

"Where do you say the gods live?" Meng Yun asked after a long groan.

"I don't dare to say the gods of other clans, but the gods of the Xia clan are definitely not in this world," the turtle master said.

"Dead?" Meng Yun subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"God doesn't die so easily, they don't want to come out," Master Turtle waved his hand and said no more.

Meng Yun frowned and didn't ask, but turned to look at the Bingxuan Sword in his hand, "Alas, I don't know what happened to Qingyi." ”

Qingyi is the next lord of the Ice Palace, and her burden is not light.

There are only three cities left in the Northern Xuan Kingdom, and among these three cities, the capital of the country is the most important, if nothing else, more than ninety percent of the barbarians' strength is there.

The three cities are isolated from each other, and neither side should know the specific situation of the other two, but one thing is certain, the capital has not yet fallen.

Once the capital is lost, Blackwater City will definitely be the next to be beaten.

The situation is already outnumbered and the strength is huge, and the situation is not optimistic.

Almost all the defenders in Blackwater City are new recruits, and even the weapons have not yet been popularized, and these people are not ready to go to the battlefield at all, once the national capital is lost, they will all be finished.

"Why don't you want to think about Yan'er's little girl?" said the turtle master.

"No, I'll go outside the city to familiarize myself with the sword qi," he didn't listen to the turtle master's words, slapped the table and got up and walked out.

"In the middle of the night, you want to go crazy?"

"Time is running out ......"

For other wizards, it means that he can learn more spells, but for him, it is only an enhancement of his physical fitness, and he doesn't bother to learn an ice pick technique.

The limit of a normal person running 100 meters is more than nine seconds, but now he only needs less than two seconds, which is the time to catch his breath. With a one-handed strength of more than 500 catties, what kind of concept is this, it can almost lift a small car.

But that didn't make him complacent, and what he could do was what others could do, and on the other hand, he couldn't cast other spells that the witch could cast.

The bloodline changes, and the cultivation is improved.

Neither of these things seems to be harmful, but for him, it is not purely good either.

The previous lack of spiritual energy had the effect of healing injuries and could be used to strengthen the body, but after the bloodline mutation, these two abilities disappeared immediately.

Judging from the current situation, the only thing that can make him happy is the powerful sword qi.

Two kilometers southwest of the city, in a dense forest.

Meng Yun's whole body was surrounded by cold blue light.

Between raising his hand and raising his sword, ice blue afterimages kept looming on his side.

Shang Wu Xiu is able to draw a lot of aura, after many times of familiarization, he found the most suitable to adjust to the sword of the aura limit, this amount is very difficult to master, can send out the sword qi is not by full force, but there is an interval, only within this interval, can send out the sword aura.

Adjusting the power of the sword qi must undoubtedly also be within this range.

At first glance, he was slashing at the air, but in reality he was looking for this zone.

When he was in the Eastern Wilderness, he had found it once ambiguously, but then he went mad.

After that, in order to concentrate on the road, he did not dare to continue trying.

Shang Wu Xiu is more powerful for the strength of the aura, the aura of the sea of qi can easily break through the shackles of the sword body, plus he has some experience, it is easy to find this range, the difficulty is the limit of the maximum power.

Half an hour later.

Meng Yun suddenly opened his eyes, raised his sword and slashed forward.

"Buzz"

With a soft groan of metal, an arc of moonlight blades shot out.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

In the night ahead, several giant trees of the thickness surrounding them were all broken off by the waist, and the ice gas quickly spread in the body of the trees.

This dark blue light blade immediately exploded in the distance, and according to the location of the flash and the explosion movement, it is not difficult to guess that it is definitely a hundred meters away.

You must know that the range of the icicle is only more than seventy steps, and the sword qi is one-half faster than the icicle.