Chapter 155: Finding the Bloodline (Part 2)

Three years later.

It has been a full three years since Li Muyu first performed the Divine Gifting Technique.

In the past three years, he has successively performed two more divine bestowal spells for the newly added half-demon population, and the rest of the days, he has been living in the Hebo Mansion, condensing the merits collected in the Immortal Ge.

In Hebo Mansion, a giant cold carp with a length of ten meters is curled up on the futon, the fish scales are shining, and the thick cold air is centered on Li Muyu, constantly spreading around, all over this Hebo Mansion, and also throughout the entire weak water river.

"Whew-"

On the surface of the river, the cold wind is howling, the crystal snowflakes are constantly falling from the sky, the river surface is frozen, the wind and frost are condensed, and this winter spectacle, since three years ago, has become a unique scene in the weak waters.

Whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, the solid ice of this weak river has been accumulating thicker and thicker in the cold wind, and there is no sign of melting at all.

However, what is even more peculiar is that with the riverside as the line, half of it is white, and it is generally emerald green, and the two seasons are obviously two worlds, but they strangely coexist in one space.

"Uhhh

Suddenly, the cold wind paused, and the snowflakes that had been sprinkled on the surface of the river suddenly stopped, but all these changes occurred between the lightning and flint, and did not attract the attention of any past half-demons.

"Gollum—"

Dense bubbles kept floating out of the river, and the cold carp curled up on the river futon turned into a human body again from the bubble water waves in a circle.

The skin is clear, a kind of cold light belonging to the cold ice, constantly circulating on Li Muyu's skin, as if sitting on the futon is not a person, but a delicate statue carved by thousands of years of cold ice.

"Still failing......

Li Muyu sighed faintly, his long eyelashes were lowered, and it was dark, but he still couldn't hide the faint sadness in Li Muyu's eyes.

"Luck, out."

With Li Muyu's low voice, a verdant monstrous weather luck came out from Li Muyu's body. Immediately afterwards, the luck turned into shape, and a lifelike cyan cold carp was swimming wantonly on the top of Li Muyu's head.

"It seems that this retreat has completely turned my luck blue."

Qi luck is divided into five colors, black, white, red, blue, and purple. Black is doom, purple is precious, and Li Muyu, as a natural god, was born to be loved by heaven, and the luck on his body has been cyan since he became a god.

It's just that the grade of the immortal is low, and the background and feet are low, and the influence of these factors makes his luck extremely light and light cyan, not like other innate gods, just after birth, the quality of his luck is already extremely green.

Now, Li Muyu has established the Divine Domain, recruited believers, and gathered merits, and this series of actions has finally made his luck completely green. It's just that this quality is still not as good as the Hundred Flowers Fairy and others.

Now, his cultivation has already been at the peak of the condensation stage, but the quality of his immortal is still at a low level and has not been promoted.

Therefore, his divine luck is always a step behind, and it cannot be compared with those real innate beings.

Frowning slightly, Li Muyu looked at his hands a little distractedly, in the past three years, although his strength has made great progress, but for the future road, he began to be confused.

He, a black carp that has awakened the bloodline of the ancient Han carp. His heels have always been incomparable to those true innate gods. Even Duan Yu and Zhan Hongyu were much stronger than his Han Carp bloodline.

Ancient Han Carp, it sounds good, in fact, in the ancient cultivation realm, it is just an ordinary demon living in an extremely cold land, but it has a long bloodline, and the ancestors have been taken care of by the moon god, so it can be passed down from generation to generation in an ancient way.

But I didn't know that the so-called "Taiyin Code" was only a slightly stronger technique than the mainland in ancient times, and compared to the inheritance of other bloodline spirit beasts, there was no comparison at all.

Just like his ancient Han carp bloodline, in the Kyushu demons, it is only the last rank.

"Alas—sure enough, the cultivation path is hard, and a pseudo-innate deity like me who forcibly fused with the Immortal Ge, this path of advancement is still not as smooth as those real innate deities."

At the beginning, if he hadn't swallowed a transformation fruit, with his bloodline qualifications, it would have been impossible to perfect the transformation.

And now, although the Transformation Fruit has increased his cultivation speed, at this step of condensing the Demon Pill, the Transformation Fruit has been of little help.

If you want to truly condense a high-quality demon pill, the first step is to raise his qualifications again.

Otherwise, when the ten-year protection period has passed, he hastily condensed a demon pill of extremely poor quality, although he can use the spiritual power in the demon pill to forcibly improve the quality of the immortal, but in the future, it will be even more difficult for him to condense the baby.

"What the hell can be done?"

After thinking for a long time, Li Muyu just smiled bitterly and shook his head.

With his current vision and knowledge, if he wants to come up with a way to improve his bloodline qualifications, he will definitely not be able to think of it even if he wants to break his head. Instead of working behind closed doors, it is better to go to those who understand and ask for help.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go to Heaven again."

Rubbing his somewhat stiff body, and looking up, Li Muyu realized that at this time, his Hebo Mansion was completely frozen into an ice cellar. Except for the futon under him, everything around him was covered with a thick layer of ice.

"Mixed Heaven, go."

Pinching the magic trick in his hand, suddenly, a cloud-patterned red silk silk flew out of Li Muyu's sleeve, and in an instant, the ice and snow melted, and the temperature of Hebo Mansion also rose rapidly.

"Whew-"

The cyan wind, rolling the fire-colored red silk, along the Hebofu, and then to the entire weak water river, the cold winter enters spring, the cold retreats, and the sound of the waves of flowing water flows again in the entire weak water.

"Poof—"

The streamer flew, and in an instant, the body turned into a butterfly, only to see a royal blue phantom butterfly slowly flying out in the weak water river.

"Look! The ice of the weak water river has finally melted! ”

Li Muyu, who turned into a phantom butterfly, flew silently in mid-air, leaned over to look, only to see a crowd of people, with a shout on the side of the river, many half-demons who heard the sound were excitedly crowded on the edge of the riverbank.

"The ice is melting, does that mean that our god monarch is also out of the customs!"

Hearing this, the group of half-demons gathered on the bank of the river began to get excited again.

Nowadays, the weak waters are different from the past, and among them, there are nearly 10,000 half-demons living here.

Not only that, but the dilapidated "half-demon village" three years ago has been changed beyond recognition.

Pavilions, pavilions, houses, fields, as far as the eye can see, today's "half-demon village" has a tendency to transform into a town.

(Weekend addition, ask for tickets.) )