As the day got later and later, Tu Shan Honghong finally forced out the tears that had been dried up for a hundred years, and completely emptied his mind.

As Lin Ye said, she is very likely to be trapped by this old thing in the future, but in any case, as long as she dares to face the pain of the past, Tu Shan Honghong will be able to truly break her fear of blood, and she will dare to deal a heavy hand on the Taoist, and she will not be forced to be trampled on the head and bullied by the One Qi Dao Alliance in the future.

This is the main purpose of Lin Ye to teach Tu Shan Honghong.

Those methods of refining qi, Taoist classics, have ended here since they taught Honghong to relax.

The next day, Lin Ye brought a large number of hares, chicks and other live animals for Tu Shanhonghong to bled and slaughter.

Cultivators dare not see blood, but they should always dare to see animals, so they should start cultivating from here. If it was unbearable to kill a hare, Lin Ye would prick its skin with his own hands and force Tu Shanhonghong to overcome his illness little by little.

There is no instruction on the way of mana, which is understandable.

None of the Dao methods that Lin Ye cultivated could be achieved quickly with his own talent and superb comprehension.

Anyone who does not have the ability to defy the heavens like Lin Ye, even if he learns the simplest qi refining method, a highly talented Daoist needs to study diligently for decades before he can get a glimpse of the slightest trace of the Dao.

Indeed, it took a year for the disciples of the Dongfang Family to learn the skin of one thousandth or even one ten-thousandth of the Qi Refining Method, but they were able to make their mana grow by leaps and bounds, surpassing the royal family and becoming the number one in the Dao Alliance in one fell swoop. But for a demon emperor-level powerhouse, this kind of promotion is not worth mentioning at all.

"Honghong, open your eyes."

"I ......"

"Open your eyes."

Lin Ye picked up a blood-dripping hare and lifted it to Tu Shanhonghong's eyes, and Tu Shan's appearance on the side seemed to be quite excited.

"Sister Honghong, this is our dinner~ Tutu must be very fragrant!"

Driven by Tu Shan Rongrong's words, Tu Shan Honghong forced himself to open his eyes, and immediately closed his eyes when he could see the blood stains on the rabbit's body.

In everyone's opinion, the accustomed color of blood will only make Tu Shan Honghong repeatedly recall the little Taoist who was covered in blood after being pierced through his chest by himself that day.

But for some reason, when Lin Ye gave those serious orders in front of him, Tu Shan Honghong had an extra feeling of having to look forward.

It was as if a voice was reminding her that her eyes had become more tolerant of the red, and that it might take a little longer to open them next time.

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And on the night before this time.

"Ahem...... Ahem!! ”

In the Wangquan Villa, an old man coughed violently several times, and the silk cloth held in his palm instantly dyed red.

"Sir, you ......"

"Ahem...... Cough... Hehe. Need not... Care. ”

This old man is the lord of the current Dao Alliance, and the king's power is clumsy.

said that he was an old man, but in fact, according to the standards of modern society, he is only about fifty now.

But he was born weak, and the stubborn disease he suffered from early years has worsened in the past two years, and it is a miracle that he is still alive with a withered face, snow-white hair, and a skeletal shape.

Steward Fei on the side shook the old alliance leader's hand with concern and shook his head slightly.

He knew that the old alliance leader would not have a few more years to live, and there was a possibility of dying of exhaustion at any time, and he had been invited by doctors from all walks of life and tried various medicinal methods, and now there was no way to restore his body to normal.

"This is the destiny of heaven, and it must not be violated. I've had no ...... in my life No regrets. ”

Wang Quan Shou smiled clumsily and began to tell Steward Fei about the future.

"Tip... In recent years, the Oriental family is powerful, Daomeng... Everyone knows about the Daomeng. If the old man of the East is willing to take over the position of the leader of the alliance...... Naturally... Naturally, it couldn't be better. ”

Steward Fei's eyes were already full of tears.

"Sir... Yes. Mr. Dongfang said that he had no intention of taking care of the power again, and the two disciples also left one after another, and it would be great if the young master could be handed over to the power. ”

"Look at you...... You mention ...... again and hegemony. Ahem!! ”

Wang Quan Shou was clumsy and coughed violently, and there were even a few blood clots in the plasma sprayed out.

Patting the old alliance leader's back, Steward Fei put his head across the old alliance leader's shoulder, afraid that tears would wet his sleeves.

"Don't mention the young master, don't mention the young master."

"Hey, hey, okay. Old man...... The older the old man is, the more he is worried about his children, so let's mention it, and mention it. ”

Wang Quan Shou clumsily cast his gaze on a black sword basket in front of him.

Between the jumble of screens, the basket seems to be pierced into the carpet like a needle piercing the ground, maintaining a subtle and uniform distance from the various utensils, as harmonious and orderly as the conductor of an orchestra.

In the basket was a long sword with no body but a hilt, most of the hilt was gilded, without straps, and the bottom was as white as crucian fish scales, only a faint silver glow, and the weight of the material was not clear.

The most eye-catching part is the sword part.

When they see the word 'royal power' engraved in regular modern simplified Chinese characters on the sword, the viewers of modern society can understand that this sword is not from the real world, and the viewers of the fox demon world will tremble with fright, and even looking directly at it for a few seconds has become a kind of extravagant conversation.

The Sword of Imperial Power, this is the ultimate killing weapon known as the first magic weapon in the Dao realm.

Heaven and earth are a sword, and the sword intent of royal power. This sword blade sharpens iron like broken hair, gathers mana on the sword body, and can drive the momentum of heaven and earth with a single sword, and after using the life-burning magic skill of the king's sword intent, it can confront the demon emperor-level powerhouse head-on, and it is also the second Dao realm treasure that is as famous as the demon exterminating divine fire.

It's a pity that this treasure has been sealed here for too long and no one cares about it.

"Ahem... Tip, even if the hegemony really doesn't come back, you can... You don't have to worry too much about it. The kid is smart, and naturally his... His intentions. ”

"Wait until that kid really comes back, no matter what the reason, for the Dao League, for... For his own sake, he handed over this sword to him... The sword of kingship does not pass through his hand...... Equivalent to scrap metal. ”

- "I understand, I understand, sir. ”

Steward Fei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the golden light faintly escaping from the sword basket, and couldn't help but feel sad.

At present, only the royal power hegemony can carry the banner of the family, and he is the only one who can use the sword intent of the royal power to correct the sails of the big ship of the royal power family in the swaying wind and waves.

However, at this critical juncture, Wang Quan Tyrant chose to leave the villa with his sister and leave this huge family business to himself alone.

However, can such a thing be counted as the responsibility of the king's hegemony?

(End of chapter)