Chapter 285: Alienated Bloodline

Yi Lingxin lived in Rashomon in such a daze, the world inside the door didn't seem to be what he had imagined before, there were no demons and monsters here, and there were no murderous devils.

There is only an old man who likes to bask in the sun and occasionally likes to be foolish, and an old woman who doesn't go out all day.

The old man was not his master, but he always said that his name back then was so loud that even the old woman couldn't stand out, but Yi Lingxin finally worshiped the old woman's door, the reason was that the old man no longer accepted apprentices.

In the three months since she came to Rashomon, the old woman didn't tell Yi Lingxin her name, she just asked her to call her master, but the old man was very fast-talking, the old woman's name was Luo Hongye, it can be imagined that the old woman must have been a peerless beauty.

"Ling'er, if you are in a daze, your master will send you again when he comes back" The old man reminded Yi Lingxin, who was distracted.

Of course, at this time, Yi Lingxin had long since lost his original name, and used Luo Ling, who was given by Luo Qingyi.

Although the old man didn't know why Yi Lingxin could be accepted into Rashomon by the old woman, the old woman had only accepted such an apprentice in the past thousand years.

"Grandpa Xia, don't tell my master" Although it was only three months, he still had a clear understanding of his master, Mrs. Luo's temper and heart, two words, irritable, four words, irritable addiction.

In the past three months, it is also thanks to Yi Lingxin's little brain that is easy to use, although he can't fully understand the exercises, he can write them down, and then go to ask Grandpa Xia secretly, and the problem can always be solved.

"Okay, don't practice today, your master won't blame you today. Xia Lao looked at Yi Lingxin and said with a smile.

Yi Lingxin was a little puzzled: "Why?"

"Floating and dry, the mind is different, let's build the foundation quickly, in a short period of time, there are few people in the world who have the talent of this girl like you, and it is more than many times stronger than Grandpa Xia and my unsuccessful disciples. Speaking of Xia Lao, he was a little angry.

Yi Lingxin saw Xia Lao's appearance, his head hung low, revealing an embarrassed little daughter.

"Ling'er, the Rashomon that you entered in this life has been accompanied by the bloody rain and bloody wind since then, whether you want to or not, you have to prepare, do you understand?" Xia Lao leaned on the rattan chair and looked up at the sky, thousands of years of time and space have passed, but his heart is getting softer and softer, after all, this road has been paved by the sea of corpses and blood since ancient times, and there is no turning back.

In fact, this is not the path that Lingxin should take, but because of his words back then, this child embarked on the road he had walked back then, the Shura Road, only the strongest people in ancient times would choose this road, this is a dead end.

Yi Lingxin paused for a moment and then nodded firmly: "Grandpa Xia, don't worry, I've been ready for a long time" Of course, Yi Lingxin wasn't sure that she was indeed ready, but those didn't matter, she just wanted to live, for the sake of her lost memory.

"Now that you're ready, come with me. Old Lady Luo didn't know when she appeared, which frightened Yi Ling's heartbeat, Old Lady Luo's eyes were full of red light, and she looked at Old Man Xia viciously, looking angry.

Yi Lingxin secretly stuck out his tongue at Old Man Xia, and reluctantly followed Old Lady Luo.

This is the first time that Yi Lingxin has left the periphery and officially entered the interior of the Rasheng world, and the interior has a more magnificent building complex than the periphery, if it is not destroyed, it can be called the imperial palace.

"From now on, you will cultivate here" Mrs. Luo pointed to the vampire-like building not far away, which was beyond Yi Ling's belief, and the scarlet blood stains on the broken city wall seemed to tell something "If you can survive tonight".

Old Lady Luo took Yi Lingxin around the castle, walked inside, passed through a narrow dark passage, and came to an altar surrounded by nine dragon totem poles, and in the center of the altar there was a bulge for people to cultivate.

Yi Lingxin was thrown onto the raised stone platform in the center, and the gloomy voice of Old Lady Luo, who was standing outside the altar, came down: "You will build the foundation here tonight, if you fail, you will cut yourself off, there is no waste in Rashomon." ”

After speaking, Old Lady Luo's body was blurred for a while, and she disappeared in an instant.

Standing on the stone platform, Yi Lingxin only felt colder and colder, so he had to sit cross-legged, and the aura in his body was drawn out from the dantian and poured into the whole body, so he went back and forth for many weeks, and suddenly a strong spiritual aura wave suddenly appeared, almost making Yi Lingxin lose his mind, at this time, the nine dragon totem poles around him for a few days were like living and his body spiraled down the stone pillar, and each end of the nine-headed dragon's mouth corresponded to a direction, and the next moment a stream of blood flowed out, and the formations were dyed by these bloods, and the blood was constantly filling, and I don't know how long it took for the nine-headed dragon to close its mouth。

And at this moment, Yi Lingxin felt a strong pressure from the outside world, the impact just now was constantly wandering among the limbs and bones around her body, because Yi Lingxin did not build a foundation, the spiritual power that the dantian could accommodate was extremely limited, and she couldn't last long with such an impact.

But now all she can do is to bear it, there is no way at all, in the place where Yi Lingxin can't see with the naked eye, a trace of blood and evil qi seeps out from the blood-colored formation formed around her body, and constantly sucks into Yi Lingxin's body along the altar where Yi Lingxin is sitting, and at this moment, Yi Lingxin finds that there is a trace of blood in the constantly compressed aura, but it is a daydream to get rid of it at this moment.

Soon Yi Lingxin found that she couldn't control her aura at all, just when the aura was about to go berserk, the stone platform under her had completely changed from blue-gray to the color of blood essence red, and the blood condensed into a substance, like spider silk, she was slowly wrapped in it, and soon her whole person was tightly wrapped.

From the outside, Yi Lingxin has turned into a cocoon.

"It seems that the blood exchange has begun, Momiji, it seems that you are lucky this time" This time it was not Uncle Xia who stood beside Old Lady Luo.

"Hmph, I don't know if I can survive it" Mrs. Luo is still like that, with no emotional fluctuations at all.

"You should be able to see the bloodline of this female doll, I'm just curious about what kind of demon body she can get after this baptism," the man said.

"The bloodline of that clan, do you really think that it is so easy to be alienated?" Mrs. Luo sneered.

The man smiled when he heard this: "That's right, that's an unspeakable family, but what if it's successful," the man smiled evilly

(To be continued)