After two days, at around twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Gu cultivation finally began.

Suning Yan was in the ancient building, took a knife, and cut his palm at once.

The blood dripped onto the jade plate drop by drop, and Zhuo Junyue's heart hurt.

After about half a bowl, the old lady nodded and motioned for them to stand aside.

Today, the old lady changed into the most solemn costume of their spirit race, like a high priest.

Lin Zishuang stood aside to assist, her expression also carrying a hint of solemnity.

This poisonous Gu is much more difficult to raise than the Spirit Gu, and with the addition of the Stygian Zhi and the Coffin Yin Grass, it can only be used once.

Therefore, this time Gu cultivation is only allowed to succeed, not to fail.

The ceremony lasted for two hours, and all the ingredients were placed into the jade plate.

The old lady's face was also a little tired, and Lin Zishuang hurriedly helped her to sit aside.

"Alright, let's go, and come back tomorrow."

Zhuo Junyue looked at the old lady's bad face and hurriedly helped her out.

The old lady is just getting older, and her energy is not as good as before.

In addition, the spirit clan has always raised less poisonous Gu, which is why it looks so tired.

Ning Yan was worried, "Grandma, are you okay?" ”

The old lady took a sip of tea and waved her hand, "It's not in the way, it's you, this Gu cultivation starts, and it needs to be raised with your blood until the end." ”

Ning Yan nodded, "Grandma, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Zhuo Junyue had already made people prepare the tonic soup, and they were almost distressed to death.

After drinking the tonic soup, the two also walked out of the room and let the old lady rest.

Zhuo Junyue returned to his room with Suning Smoke and saw that the scratches on her palms were still oozing blood.

His brows furrowed slightly, "Wife, does it hurt?" ”

Ning Yan withdrew his hand, not wanting him to see it.

She knew that she felt sorry for herself, and she had to draw seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, and he would definitely not be willing to do it.

"It didn't hurt at all, just scratched lightly. Husband, I'm fine. ”

Zhuo Junyue took her into his arms, "Baby, thank you for your hard work." ”

If he could, Zhuo Junyue would love to shed his own blood.

"It's okay, as long as you're safe."

In this way, after a month, Suningyan had to feed the Gu worms with her own blood every day, and her face became whiter and paler.

In order not to worry Zhuo Junyue too much, she put some lipstick on herself every day and tried to make herself look more energetic.

Zhuo Junyue changed his way to give her a blood-tonifying decoction every day, but Zhuo Junyue knew very well what her situation was.

Spring is slowly coming, and this time it is already February.

The earth is slowly beginning to rejuvenate, and the buds that emerge from the trees make people feel full of hope when they look at it.

There are still nineteen days, and every time Suningyan feeds the Gu worm, his heart is also full of hope.

She only hoped that raising this Gu worm would help Zhuo Junyue get rid of the toxins on his body.

Feng Jinghan was relieved, and first asked Zhuo Mufeng to test his blood, and determined that there was no problem with his blood type and Ning Yan's blood type.

The next day, Feng Jinghan and Zhuo Mufeng came to the Spirit Clan.

At this time, Ning Yan had just come out of the ancient building, and his face looked even paler.

Feng Jinghan had a headache in his heart, "Ning Yan ......"

"Dad, why are you here?"

Feng Jinghan took her hand, feeling so distressed, "Silly boy, how can Dad not worry about you?" Mu Feng, come on, give some blood from my body to Ning Yan. ”

"Dad, no, I'm fine."

When Ning Yan heard him say this, he immediately waved his hand and refused to say anything. ()

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