Chapter 41 of the first volume of Yanhuang Messenger ~ ask for recommendations

Time is like the oil lamp of the candlestick, slowly drying up.

Zhao Xin was in the process of depletion, slowly looking for vitality.

Zhao Xin has never studied himself so carefully, someone once said that the person who knows him best is not necessarily himself, and now Zhao Xin has such a feeling.

I thought it was a familiar body, but I don't know when it became so strange, so strange that I didn't know myself.

Gradually, Zhao Xin had forgotten his purpose, just feeling the feedback of every inch of his skin, and began to refamiliarize himself with himself, as if he had entered a new world.

The entire falling space gradually fell into a burst of emptiness, time seemed to have stopped, and Zhao Xin had already merged with this blood tide.

With the flow of blood in his body, Zhao Xin naturally found the source of the essence blood, and found the most secret place in the world of his body, which was surrounded by countless thin blood lines, with a wriggling circle in the middle, but this blood line was only a very small part of the blood line flowing, and it was not even one percent if you looked closely.

After recovering Qingming, Zhao Xin felt very apt when he saw this round body, and knew that this was the bloodline of the immortal golden body Zhao clan, which was born at the beginning of life and stopped when life returned.

Looking at the countless bloodlines that did not flow, Zhao Xin knew that his immortal golden body bloodline had not even been inherited by one percent, or that he had not opened it.

As if feeling the trace of sorrow in Zhao Xinxin, the ball in the center stopped wriggling, and after a while, it jumped suddenly, and then I saw that the surging blood rushed to one of the blood lines, and the original defense line of the blood line was instantly rushed away, and a blocked blood line was opened in this way.

And the body quickly transmitted a trace of information to Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xin knew that the blood lines that originally wrapped around the index fingers of his hands had disappeared.

This seemed to give Zhao Xin a chance to live, as if in a dark world, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared.

With the peristalsis of the root of the bloodline, Zhao Xin's thoughts slowly changed from passive to active, impacting the blood line that was still blocked again and again.

A ...... Two ...... Ten ......

Every time the impact opened a blood line, Zhao Xin's strength to continue to impact was one more point, and his body became more and more comfortable.

Knowing that after impacting the one hundred blood lines, no matter how Zhao Xin tried to impact the one hundred and one blood lines, it was like an iron wall, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

After dozens of attempts, Zhao Xin finally understood that he had reached the limit and was difficult to impact. But even so, the root of that bloodline is no longer wriggling, but has obvious ups and downs.

Every flow of essence and blood gave Zhao Xin a sense of explosive power, if he saw a young master like Lu Fangming at this time, Zhao Xin was confident that he would almost not give the other party a chance to release fire, and he could directly kill him in an instant. It's a kind of self-confidence that comes spontaneously, a confidence in the familiarity of one's body, a confidence in one's own strength.

Thoughts turned out of his body, and he slowly opened his eyes, and the blood lines on his body were long gone.

Looking at the blood-red surroundings in front of him, Zhao Xin suddenly felt a feeling of longing in his heart, which was the feeling conveyed by his body to Zhao Xin.

Getting up and putting his hands on the viscous blood-red blood, the gold patterns on Zhao Xin's body automatically loomed, and he saw that the blood red around him was converging towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely dyeing the gold lines into blood red.

And Zhao Xin is like he has been hungry for many years, this viscous blood is sucked into his body by the golden veins and turned into a supplement, in addition to replenishing his body, he also grows his strength.

"This is the power of bloodline"

Zhao Xin finally knew what the power of the bloodline was, recalling that he was almost like a powerless child before, and now the full power made Zhao Xin really feel the power that adults should have.

Looking down at the explosive body, Zhao Xin knew that it was the bloodline that purified his body, and it could be said that now every inch of Zhao Xin's body could emit the same power, and there was no superfluous place.

Now Zhao Xin can be regarded as able to control his body as he wants, and even the hairs that he couldn't control before can stop growing, and every bit of power can be controlled by himself.

After absorbing it for a long time, Zhao Xin's body seemed to be saturated, knowing that this kind of thing was greedy and useless, Zhao Xin stopped absorbing it.

After a simple movement of his hands and feet, Zhao Xin felt the difference in himself, although the realm was still in the general corner. But now it is moving and still, and every time you make a move, you can feel the power carefully, and there is a faint feeling of integrating into the world.

"Hahaha...... The body did not move, the gods went first, and the immortal and immortal clan really came out for another day" Just as Zhao Xin was closing his body, the empty voice came again.

This time, Zhao Xin felt a trace of fluctuation in the falling space, as if something else was integrated into this space, but it was difficult to determine the specific location.

But this feeling made Zhao Xin convinced that his progress was huge, and it stands to reason that it was difficult for him to capture these before he reached the realm of not being confused, but Zhao Xin just felt it. Of course, the main reason for this is that he has integrated into this fallen space.

It disappeared when he was in a desperate situation, and it reappeared when he managed to escape, this kind of icing on the cake Zhao Xin is the most annoying, although it is not sure whether the other party is human or not.

"Boy, don't be annoyed that I don't care about you, this is also your creation" seemed to feel Zhao Xin's anger, and the voice in the void defended himself.

"Hmph" Zhao Xin snorted coldly, although he knew that he had benefited a lot from this creation, it was still difficult for Zhao Xin to have a good impression of this person he had never met.

"Do you want to go out, if you want to go out, you just need to move your mind," the voice in the air was not annoyed, and said to Zhao Xin.

After Zhao Xin heard this, he tried to move his mind, and sure enough, a crack opened in this falling space.

"When I come in next time, I will definitely find you" Zhao Xin put down the cruel words and turned to leave.

After Zhao Xin left, the empty voice sounded again.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a talented kid, but this patriarch of the Zhao clan is really ruthless, and he actually set up such a cruel barrier, this son will definitely do a great job."

Out of the falling space, Zhao Xin suddenly had a feeling of rebirth, his body felt every trace of breath around him, and his body suddenly felt a kind of relaxation that he had never felt before.

"Whew"

Suddenly, after Xiao Tian howled, the petite body appeared in front of him, and his originally hostile eyes changed to confusion after seeing Zhao Xin.

"What's the matter, don't you recognize me?" Zhao Xin stepped forward, stroked the vigilant Xiao Tian, and after a little resistance, finally recognized that the person in front of him was Zhao Xin.

Although the breath has changed, the familiar feeling is still the same, and suddenly Xiaotian fell to the ground, looking too lazy to get up.

Zhao Xin laughed when he saw it, "Little God, you're getting lazier and lazier, it seems that I'll take you out for a walk, otherwise a good beast will make me a sick cat."