He Fang is really happy.

He remembered that when the black man was shot and bloody, he only added almost 90 points of energy value, but this old Taoist priest casually caught the trap of the beast, and the blood was only a small spoonful, and he actually added 200?!

Awesome!

This old Taoist priest is really a treasure.

And, most importantly, this also proves his guess from the side that the old Taoist priest is not a ghost, but a real person.

Although he couldn't figure out what all this was going on now, he was sure that there was indeed another world out there, and moreover, it was a real world.

However, in this way, a new question arises: why do two different worlds overlap together? Is this overlap temporary or permanent?

He Fang didn't think much about it, he decided to put down these small problems first, and now the most important thing is to take advantage of this wave of opportunities to do a good job on the old Taoist!

Priests......

Nine times out of ten, there are treasures, right?

Where to start thinking about life.

This old Taoist priest is very strong, and he must be anal but anal......

What to do?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard the old Taoist priest's roar again.

"Little brute, how dare you take revenge on the deity?! If the deity doesn't break one of your legs today, you will be called 'Monk Zhushan'!"

Obviously, the little boy has become the backstabber.

Then, He felt that it was quiet outside, and according to his guess, the old Taoist priest should have gone to trouble the little boy.

I silently sympathized with the little boy for three seconds.

Then, he decided to take advantage of the time when the old Taoist priest was out to search the cabin, and maybe he would find some flying swords, soul bells, erha, or something.

When the time comes, not only can he fly to become a god, but he can also rescue the little boy from the sea of suffering by the way.

It's a double win.

However, for the sake of caution, he still waited for about two more minutes before he re-entered the world of the bamboo forest, and looked left and right, there was really no one.

"Magic treasure cubs, the master is here to be your master!" He Fang was very excited, and the girl ran towards the cabin, and soon arrived at the door of the cabin.

The old Taoist priest was really not there.

The bronze tripod inside was still emitting faint green smoke.

There was a cool fragrance that seemed to be able to calm down, and he was not polite, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he poured out the leftover incense from the bronze small ding, and received all the incense on the table into his trouser pocket.

Then he began to rummage.

The cabin was not big, and he could find it almost back and forth in a few rounds, and what made him a little disappointed was that there was nothing of value in it except for the bronze tripod.

No way?

Poor like this, playing with dog eggs?

What about the said good monk Zhushan?

Just thinking like this, he felt an icy chill rise from behind him, as if he was being stared at from behind by a poisonous snake.

Without any hesitation.

He Fang jumped out of the window with a brisk walk.

At the same time, a figure appeared in front of him.

"Sure enough, as the deity expected, it turned out that there were really outsiders. The old Taoist's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed inside.

"......" He Fang was speechless.

Sure enough, people's hearts are not ancient.

This vicious old Taoist priest is completely dishonest.

He said that he was going to break the little boy's leg, but he was hiding in the bamboo forest outside the cabin, and he was caught right at once, can you believe it?

He Fang has a bitter face.

The old Taoist priest was very calm, looking at him like looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

He began to retreat.

The old Taoist priest approached step by step.

"Look, flying sword!" He Fang raised his hand, turned around and ran towards the bamboo forest.

But to his surprise, the old Taoist priest didn't dodge, nor did he chase after him, but slowly touched his body, and actually touched a small sword as crystal white jade.

He Fang's corner of his eye happened to be aimed at this scene.

Suddenly, he felt that he could almost sing Liangliang, this is the real flying sword, thousands of miles away, the kind that can take the enemy's head.

"Don't do it, I'm your servant's brother...... Brother ......: "Whoever opens his mouth will come."

But the old Taoist priest didn't pay attention to it at all, and bit it on his finger, and then, the finger stained with blood also slashed in the air, pointing a little at the white jade sword.

"Hum!" the white jade sword lit up, and a clear sword sound sounded.

And then......

There is no then.

Because, at the moment when the white jade sword lit up, He saw a thick and strong red snake, and it rushed towards him with a roar.

Energy +100.

"......" the old Taoist priest blinked.

"......" He Fang also blinked, and stopped by the way.

Four eyes touched.

The atmosphere was awkward.

The old Taoist priest's face gradually turned a little red.

And He Fang blinked, he seemed to understand a little bit of what the little bronze man's gourd was absorbing, it turned out to be the energy value contained in the human blood, in the words of fantasy, it was the spiritual power in the human blood.

Blood flows through the human body, and the energy (spiritual power) in the human body is naturally contained in the blood.

It's very simple.

For example, after a person is injured, if he spits out a mouthful of blood, the energy (spiritual power) in the body will be lost, and the more blood he vomits, the weaker his body will be.

And the gourd of the little bronze man sucks this part of the energy.

Just now, the old Taoist priest's approach should be to use the energy contained in the blood to drive the white jade sword in his hand to kill people, which is the same method as the Taoist priest who saw on TV dripping blood on the talisman.

When He Fang saw this, he actually already had some understanding of the methods of the ancient alchemists.

Blood is the real "introduction".

Like some Xianxia novels, as long as you refine a flying sword, you can be driven by it and use it endlessly, which is actually more.

The law of conservation of energy, understand?

Of course, there are also some who will install a few spirit stones on the flying sword to provide the energy of the flying sword, so I won't comment on this, after all, not everyone can have such a thing as a spirit stone.

Moreover, it is quite troublesome to replace it again after it is used up.

Blood, it's a good thing!

It's convenient, fast, and most importantly, it can be regenerated and rebuilt.

As long as the blood is not drained in one go, it can basically be said that it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

At this time, He Fang felt as if he had solved the mystery of many ancient monks.

For example, when the priest was setting up the altar, why did he dance back and forth with a sword, the last step was to get some blood and put it on the altar, and to kill three animals, and even in some special times, to make sacrifices with living people.

For the sake of extracting energy!

And now......

He Fang sucked the energy in the blood before the white jade sword absorbed the energy in the blood, so the white jade sword naturally couldn't fly.

After thinking this out, his heart was really settled.

From a historical point of view, Fang Shi is very mysterious, but generally he is heavy and does not have a heavy body, to put it bluntly, he is like a magician in the Western world, he has mana, but his physical fitness is average.

This can be seen from the time when the old Taoist priest beat the little boy, if he could really punch ten thousand pounds, it is estimated that the little boy would have died a thousand times.

Moreover, if you take 10,000 steps back and say that you can use your fist directly, who likes to use blood?

He Fang smiled, shhhed at the old Taoist priest, twisted his buttocks by the way, and stretched out a finger to hook it, the meaning was obvious......

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