Late at night.

It was dark inside the tent, insulating it from the chill outside.

Needle Gold lay on a mat of dead leaves and hay, covered with a thin quilt.

Before, he and Zidi were sleeping in the open, but now the conditions are very comfortable and warm.

A feeling of weakness still lingered in his body.

This is the sequelae of drinking the potion.

The comfortable sleeping environment, as well as the exhaustion and weakness of the body, did not let the needle gold fall asleep.

The boy's eyes kept wide open, and his brow furrowed, reminiscing about the emptiness he felt when he drank the potion and spit out the blood of the ice cubes.

"That's right, it's pretty much the same feeling!" Needle Gold was sure at the moment.

At the beginning, he was in a very dangerous situation when dealing with the blade spider, lacking the only dagger and unable to cut the spider silk. But at the moment of life and death, his hands suddenly turned into sharp claws, piercing through the spider's body.

As a result, the Jedi fought back, killing the Blade Spider and turning the corner.

After that, his hands were changed to their original state, and a deep, indescribable sense of emptiness was conveyed from within him.

These two feelings are no different.

"The principle of the healing potion is to condense all the frost magic in my body into a ball and induce vomiting. ”

"So, this feeling of emptiness should be a sudden and huge consumption of the magic power in my body. ”

Needle Gold took this discovery very seriously.

Because of the ability of this mutation, it contains great value.

In the current situation, if Needle Gold is never able to urge the fighting spirit, then it will be difficult for him to exert his true strength.

If he is faced with a desperate situation again, he can still make his hands turn into sharp claws again, and he will undoubtedly have a strong hole card.

After all, in front of this hole card, the silver-level blade spider is fatal with one blow.

"According to my current train of thought, when Zidi treated me, she actually inadvertently created a transformation potion?"

"That's why I've mastered the transformation of a monkey-tailed brown bear?"

Transformational potions are magical potions crafted by powerful potion masters that can even temporarily transform people into dragons.

In the past hundred years, transformation potions have swept the upper class of the human race.

The key figure is the Duke of Amy.

This duchess is not only powerful and powerful, but also very fond of beauty.

There are thousands of transformation potions that she has developed by herself.

Different from the earlier idea of the apothecary master to make transformation potions, most of the potions made by Duke Emmy are very basic.

The effect is very mild.

After drinking, people often change their skin color, hair color, or make the bridge of their nose a little taller, their eyes a little bigger, and so on.

Now in the market of the Shengming Empire, Emmy Transformation Potion has become a household name and sells well all year round. This business has also become the biggest source of profit for Le Mériling.

Needle gold carefully recalled.

He charged to his death and killed the monkey-tailed brown bear. He was seriously injured and near death, and fell into a coma several times, and he also had blurred vision in between coma.

He still remembers a scene relatively clearly - Zidi directly infused bear blood into his body.

According to Zidi's later explanation, she was also in a hurry at that time and had to make a risky attempt. Thankfully, she took the plunge!

"There is a lot of magic in bear blood, just like I eat goat meat. This magic lurks in my body, and after I transform, it consumes this part of my magic power, causing me to have a strong sense of emptiness. ”

"Of course, in addition to this, there is another possibility - or vindictiveness. ”

"It's a complicated situation. ”

"At that time, at the moment of life and death, maybe I was stimulated to my potential, and in an instant, I relied on my instinct to urge my fighting spirit. ”

"It is forbidden for low-level magic fighting qi to be urged on this island, but the upper limit of the real prohibition has not yet been accurately calculated. Perhaps, I am a gold-level cultivator. At the critical moment, he temporarily broke through the blockade and displayed a gold-level fighting spirit. ”

"Gold-level vindictiveness isn't the key yet. ”

"The point is that at that extremely dangerous juncture, my bloodline has awakened!"

Once the bloodline is awakened, the person's appearance will change.

For example, knights with dragon blood will grow dragon scales on the surface of their bodies.

Another example is the warlock containing the hydra, after the bloodline awakens, the human round pupil will become a vertical snake pupil.

The Marquis of Jin Mengke of the Shengming Empire is a powerhouse at the level of the Holy Domain, who has been very active on the battlefield in recent years and has a very good reputation. Whenever he fought bloodily, the fighting spirit filled his whole body, stimulating the awakening of his blood, which would make him haunt his whole body with golden trivial lightning, and at the same time, the original black hair turned all into gold, and the hair swelled and formed lumps, like congested muscles.

Bloodline awakening is not common, and even if it is strong, only some people have it.

Because only when the blood veins in the body reach a very high concentration can there be the possibility of this awakening.

"If I am a golden cultivator, according to my current age, I must be extremely talented. And this kind of talent also means that I have quite a strong bloodline! It is not surprising that the bloodline awakening happened to me. ”

"It's just my bloodline, tracing back to the source, it should be the Golden Queen Bee. After the bloodline awakens, it has the characteristics of a queen bee, how can it be a pair of sharp claws?"

"Maybe there are other bloodlines in my body?"

I can't say for sure.

Human aristocrats often have a corrupt private life, and their blood is often mixed. What's more, some bloodlines, if not stimulated, will be latent for life.

"Stimulated by death, I triggered the golden fighting qi, and a mysterious bloodline on my body awakened, and my hands changed into sharp claws. But why are they the same claws as monkey-tailed brown bears? Is it really a coincidence?"

Therefore, after considering the needle, I still feel that the first transformation potion is the most likely.

The latter bloodline may not awaken for nothing, but the probability is relatively small.

Well, this brings up a whole new problem.

"Do I still have the magic of a monkey-tailed brown bear in my body?"

"Is this magic still eroding me?"

The consequences of mana erosion are severe.

Different bloodlines are basically unable to coexist peacefully.

If there are two bloodlines in the body of a human noble, they are basically one high and one low, one strong and one weak. In the subsequent process of cultivation, the higher bloodlines will become stronger and stronger, and eventually the lower and weaker bloodlines will be expelled.

If both bloodlines are high-level, and neither is willing to give up, it will be more troublesome. It is necessary to practice a specific Dou Qi technique, focusing on the balance of these two bloodlines. Balance can be based on one bloodline, supplemented by other bloodlines. It can also be that both bloodlines maintain the same strength. Once the balance is broken, a violent conflict will form between the bloodlines, and the transcendent will end up in a worrying situation, either injured or killed. Bloodline determines qualification, and qualification is the key to mastering strength in the future.

The pursuit of bloodline by the human race is always persistent and crazy.

The aristocracy will try every means to intermarry with the strong of the higher blood, the nobles will marry each other, and the private life of the nobles will be confused, in addition to personal lust, in order to create high-quality family descendants.

Of all races, the Terrans are good at reproduction, and they are much stronger than elves and dwarves. But among the descendants born to the aristocracy, there will always be only a few people with outstanding qualifications.

Moreover, the more powerful the individual is at the life level, the more difficult it is to reproduce. Childbearing is also costly.

In addition to procreation, human beings also use other crooked methods.

For example, using magic, making potions, creating a living environment, trading with demons, etc., forcibly planting high-level bloodlines in the body.

It is not impossible to forcibly dope with high-level bloodlines, and there are even many methods that can be temporarily successful.

But the results are often disastrous.

The first is the mutation of the human body, which produces terrifying and penetrating aberrations. This deformity is not only physical, but also mental. Many examples have symptoms of madness, babbling, confusion, dementia, and so on.

The second is that the stability of the original life has been completely broken, the life span has been extremely reduced, and the survival time is not long.

Finally, there is the death of the soul.

Needle Gold has never heard of the use of external forces to obtain bloodline and complete success.

Bloodlines are so rare and crucial.

High bloodline brings excellent qualifications. Exceptional qualifications have been built over time to form a formidable force.

And strength means power.

The reason why human aristocrats are nobles and can rise above the vast majority of their fellow clans is precisely because of such a solid foundation.

Bloodline is the cornerstone and pride of the existence of nobility!

"Zidi gave me a treatment and inadvertently made a transformation potion. This transformation potion can mutate my hands and turn them into the claws of beasts. This means that I have been doped with the blood of a monkey-tailed brown bear with an external force. ”

"This kind of inferior bloodline has a bad effect on my own noble bloodline. ”

"If the degree of influence is relatively high, my cultivation qualifications will also decline because of this. ”

Morphing potions are not to be abused.

The consequences of abuse are serious and costly.

"Whether I'm silver or gold now, I'm still young and there's still a long way to go. These are just the beginning, not the end. ”

"If my future is bleak because of this transformation potion, it will be worth the loss. ”

Bronze, black iron, silver, gold.

On top of that, there are legends, and there are sanctuary.

Beyond the Sanctuary, there is even stronger!

Who doesn't want to be a legend, to be a sanctuary, to be stronger?

Needle Gold does not want to see that the blood of the monkey-tailed brown bear has hindered his growth, curtailed his potential and hope, and made his otherwise bright future appear dim.

"I felt a sense of emptiness, a huge drain on the magic in my body. So has the monkey-tailed brown bear's magic been consumed?"

"I've mutated my hands once before, can I consume all the corresponding mana? Now, is there any residue in my body?"

"After that time, no matter how much I tried, my hands couldn't change. Does this prove that the magic in my body has been exhausted?"

"Counting this time, I drank the potion, and the alien magic in my body was gathered and spit out. ”

"Is the potion made by Purple Di effective against the magic of frost, but also against the magic of the monkey-tailed brown bear?"

"Maybe I should reveal everything and ask Zidi to help me design a targeted emetic for me?"

He was weak and weak, and soon he fell asleep in the tent.

"Where is this? Am I dreaming?"

I don't know how long it took, but he found himself in a wide place.

In front of him was a long wooden table with bows and arrows. A hundred meters away, three arrow targets were erected.

The wooden table is shoddy and the style is rough. The target is a humanoid made of straw, and a round white cloth hangs from the human head. Multiple layers of concentric circles are depicted on the white cloth, and the central circle is deliberately filled with red fuel.

This is a shooting range for archery practice.

There were only two people in the range.

One is a needle gold, the other is a middle-aged man, with a straight body, two slender beards, and a slightly raised face always with a touch of aristocratic pride.

For this middle-aged man, needle gold recognized.

This is his father, who is also the patriarch of the contemporary Hundred Needles family.

Because of his mutilated memory, Needle Gold lacked affection for the middle-aged man in front of him, but the memories of the previous scenes surfaced, allowing him to learn about the close relationship between the two of them.

"Father, I have followed your call. Needle Gold found himself talking.

The Hundred Needles Patriarch nodded slightly: "It's been a few days since you came back from the imperial capital." I'll test you to see if your training in the imperial capital has been lax. This time, let's compare archery. If you can win me, I'll give you that swift bee. ”

When he heard this, his eyes lit up.

The Swift Bee is a flying mount, and although it can only fly about three meters above the ground, it is also very valuable and rarely circulated in the market.

In the Empire, there were only a few nobles who had mastered the art of cultivating swift bees. The Hundred Needles family is one of them.

But the next moment, Needle Jin heard himself speak in a sad and hesitant tone: "But Father, your arm ......"

Needle Jin immediately understood: The time when this scene happened should have been not long after the battle between the Hundred Needle Patriarch and Qingkui.

There are more needles than related memories, and he knows: This father of his, the patriarch of the hundred needles, is powerful, but in the battle with Qingkui, because of his carelessness, he was cut off an arm.

Indeed, how can the patriarch of the hundred needles, who now has only one arm left, hold a bow and shoot arrows?

The Hundred Needles Patriarch didn't care: "It's okay, you shoot first." ”

He picked up the longbow, skillfully mounted the arrow, and with a whoosh, shot the head of the target.

It may be that the needle gold was in a low mood at that time, so it did not hit the heart.

Needle Gold placed the longbow on the long table.

It's the turn of the Hundred Needle Patriarch.

The Hundred Needles Patriarch smiled slightly, and he reached out to unbutton his clothes, revealing a hidden pocket on the inside of his clothes.

There are delicate needles and threads on the hidden pocket, and ten long needles are densely arranged.

The needles are the same length, each about the same length as an adult's index finger. They seem to be crystalline, and they have a faint cloud white, which is not completely transparent.

"Look at it, my son. "The patriarch of the hundred needles used his index finger and middle finger to pull out one of the white crystal long needles.

The next moment, the golden fighting spirit was urged by him and instilled into the white crystal long needle.

In an instant, the white crystal long needle flashed with a brilliant golden luster.

The Hundred Needle Patriarch faced the arrow target and flicked his fingers slightly.

Shout!

A sharp, air-piercing screech sounded in Needlegold's ears.

At the same time, he saw a long golden needle streak through the air, leaving a bright light behind.

The light stretched straight and hit the arrow target, and then there was a bang, and the entire arrow target was completely blown to pieces!

"This is?!" Needle Gold opened his mouth slightly, his face full of shock.

The Hundred Needles Patriarch smiled and explained: "There are many kinds of fighting skills, and some of them are secrets that cannot be easily revealed, and the world calls them secret techniques. What you see now is the secret technique that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Hundred Needles family - the roar of sharp needles. Do you want to learn?"

"Yes, I would like to ask my father for advice. Needle Jin shouted, his spirit was obviously lifted, and he swept away the previous decadence and gloom.

The patriarch of the hundred needles immediately taught and handed over a white crystal long needle to the needle gold.

Needle Gold took this opportunity to take a closer look, and couldn't help but secretly say: "This White Crystal Flying Needle is unusual, at least it is gold-level equipment!"

After that, he found himself trying several times, but without success.

"You've got the hang of it, and there's nothing wrong with it. It's not surprising that you didn't succeed. The middle-aged nobleman explained, "The reason why you failed is that your fighting energy reserves are too small. Performing the secret technique of roaring with a sharp needle consumes a lot of fighting energy. Even if it is a gold-level cultivation, it can only prompt ten stitches in a row. ”

"According to the total amount of fighting energy you have now, if you instill it all, you should be able to barely send out a shot. The Hundred Needles Patriarch immediately estimated again.

Needle Jin smiled bitterly: "Father, in this way, isn't it a little dangerous for me to use this secret technique?"

It took all the fighting energy to barely send out a shot.

If the needle does not hit the target when facing the enemy, then the next lack of support from the fighting spirit, the situation of the needle gold will be very difficult.

The smile on the face of the Hundred Needle Patriarch gradually subsided, and his expression turned serious.

He stared at the needle gold and said with deep meaning: "My son, the reality is always cruel. Whether it's a fight or something else, you're always at risk. ”

"A lot of times, you'll find that it's the smartest thing to do with a shot shot with all your might. ”

"Temporarily depleting all the fighting energy in the body, this feeling of emptiness and pain is very uncomfortable. But sometimes, we have to. ”

"Don't be afraid of risk, and don't be afraid of sacrifice!"