The Bloods present were stunned.

Technological revolution? What is that?

Is it possible to learn from the human race and engage in those strange things?

"Ancestor, do you mean to let us learn the human race?"

Song Heqing: "Otherwise."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

"Do you know the reason why you have been pressed and beaten by the Terrans for so many years? It's because you don't know how to invent tools.

The Terrans have invented so many weapons, but you are still fighting each other closely, how can you not be left behind? ”

The old patriarch continued to ask:

"So what should we do?"

"You don't have to do anything, I'll find someone to teach you, just study hard."

"Where is there such a teacher?"

Song Heqing waved his hand: "You don't care about this, but this study class has to be chosen by me personally."

"Dai Qisi ......"

Song Heqing named several names in a row, all of them were young blood clans.

He just saw that these children had a lot of resentment in their hearts, and they all showed their expressions.

He understands, young man.

Therefore, if you are so angry, you should do something serious, anyway, on the Terran side, it won't be long before you have to change races, so there's no need to shout and kill.

The so-called scientific and technological revolution is just a trick on them.

It's all a family then.

Use it directly.

There are more important things to do.

In the Holy See at the other end, with the efforts of the Pope and the bishops, thirty percent of the people in the entire city have become immortals.

And this number is still expanding.

In the middle of the city, there is a room, which is unusually dull.

A beautiful girl, lying on the bed with a pale face, does not know whether she lives or dies, just like a withering flower, her life is about to pass.

"Didn't you say that you could get back that so-called Holy Sacrament?"

"I ......"

It was Feng Wenlin who was reprimanded, he failed to steal the body before, so he could only return to Yu Miaomiao's side in a gray way and face the scolding of the male protagonist.

The male protagonist's name is Shen Shenqiu, a talented demon hunter who began to participate in demon hunting at the age of ten, and is known as the strongest of the younger generation.

He is also the master of the witcher of the heroine.

When the two get along, they have feelings.

And Feng Wenlin became the intervener in it, because the female protagonist protected him, so the male protagonist, a "jealous and hateful" demon hunter, would keep him.

As a result, this waste could not even bring back a single corpse.

Shen Shenqiu wanted to slaughter him in his heart.

The male protagonist stood up and began to pack up his things, bringing all the daggers, swords, guns, etc.

Feng Wenlin asked:

"Why are you going?"

"What?" Shen Shenqiu glanced at him and said angrily, "Of course, I went to get back the so-called Blood Clan Holy Body."

"No, now that the Misty Mountains and Forests are full of blood clans, you are weak, and if you go, you will only be sent to death."

"Don't worry about it, I believe in my abilities."

"It's not a matter of ability, no matter how strong your ability is, how can you compare to hundreds of bloodlines? It's important to stay and stay alive. ”

Shen Shenqiu was a little surprised:

"You're caring about me?"

"No, I'm just worried that you're dead, Miao Miao will be very sad when she wakes up."

Feng Wenlin's tone softened instantly, his eyes quietly stared at the person on the bed, and the love in his eyes was about to flow out.

Shen Shenqiu's eyes were very dark, and he dared to covet my woman, I must find a time to dispose of you.

"Even if I die, I will go to the Misty Mountains and Forests, if it weren't for that so-called Ancestral Holy Body, she would never wake up."

Indeed, in order to save his beloved woman, Feng Wenlin no longer stopped him, but stepped forward:

"I'll go with you, I'm more familiar with the misty mountains and forests than you."

The male protagonist finally nodded.

Just as they were about to set off. There was a knock on the door:

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Who?"

"Boss, it's me!"

It turned out to be a member of the male protagonist's demon hunting team.,It's a seventeen-year-old boy.,He opened the crack in the door.,Cat waist got in.。

"What are you doing here? However, it just so happens that the two of us are going out, so you can take care of your Sister Miao Miao. ”

The teenager wondered:

"Get out? What are you going out for? ”

The male protagonist looks like a fool:

"Of course, it's to find a medicine that can treat Miao Miao."

The boy smiled and said:

"If you're looking for medicine, say it early! Look what this is! ”

He took out a box from his bag and opened it, revealing a milky white elixir inside.

The male protagonist and Feng Wenlin looked at it for a moment and asked:

"What is this?"

The young man's face was full of pride:

"You haven't seen this thing, it was given to me by the bishop, and it was specially sent to save Sister Miao Miao."

Feng Wenlin: "Just such an elixir?"

Hearing his words, the boy was not happy:

"What do you mean? This is what I have worked so hard to ask for from the bishop.

As soon as the bishop heard that Sister Miao Miao was sick, he gave me this elixir, which is said to have been given to him by His Majesty the Pope, and it has miraculous effects. ”

The male protagonist said in a deep voice:

"Now I have to try."

He took the young man's elixir and stuffed it into the heroine's mouth. It's a pity that the heroine can't drink water at all and can't be served.

The male protagonist thought of an old routine, took a sip of water himself, and then crossed it to the female protagonist.

The young man who watched was dumbfounded and shy.

Feng Wenlin, who was on the side, almost broke his teeth.

Sure enough, after taking the pill, the heroine's face became ruddy, and her condition was obviously much better.

It seems that this pill is really useful.

But Feng Wenlin felt that there was something wrong and couldn't say it.

When the young man saw this, he immediately invited credit:

"How's that boss, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Well, it's really good, I'll give you more points next time."

"Yes, then I'll tell the bishop."

The boy bounced away, happy like a husky.

Neither the male protagonist nor Feng Wenlin noticed the young man's covered neck.

A cup of tea, in the cardinal's residence, the boy recalled:

"Bishop, I saw the pill enter Yu Miaomiao's mouth with my own eyes."

"Very well, don't talk about today's events with anyone."

"Then will Yu Miaomiao also become an immortal?"

"Of course, that elixir is a gift from the gods. As for your identity as an immortal, you must have hidden it, don't let the surname Shen know. ”

"Yes!"

In the city, with the church as the core, a wave called the Immortal Race spreads.

Within a few days, it spread to the surrounding countryside, starting with the clergy, and the number rose exponentially.

This kind of change, the male and female protagonists did not notice at all.

After all, these immortals are different from the traditional blood clans, they have no restrictions of day and night, and they are not even afraid of gold, silver and iron tools.

Even if it's around and no one reminds you, it's all in vain.

The talents that Song Heqing needs are also found from the side of the old people.

Seeing that it was the "Terrans" who had been ordered to come to teach, these young Bloods were completely angry.

In particular, Dai Qisi took the lead in asking:

"Ancestor, what do you mean by that?"

Song Heqing smiled slightly and nodded to these human races.

At command, they opened their mouths wide open, revealing long fangs and purple eyes.

Young Bloods: "............!"

"Ancestor, ...... this?"