Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Crimson Tibetan Sea

The night is like ink, and the bonfire is secluded;

The ironclad rhinoceros had eaten enough barbecue and lay down by the fire and fell asleep quietly, while Leng Yi sat cross-legged beside it and carefully studied the crying flowers in his hands, only then did he realize that the so-called human face was actually composed of fluffy-sized stamens;

And the two lines of blood and tears are not red flower sap, but the stamens change color in turn;

As for the crying and screaming......

Is it a hallucination?

Leng Yi looked at it carefully over and over again, since he could speak, there must be a corresponding organizational structure, but ......

"That's not a hallucination, it's real;"

At this moment, the old dragon, who had not spoken, spoke, and his tone returned to his previous state: "It is the resonance between this flower and the resentment in the city after being stimulated;"

"As for the rest, this flower is not a natural treasure, and its formation does not require vitality, which completely violates the rules of this world;"

No need for vitality!

Violating the rules of this world......

Leng Yi's cheeks twitched again, the hairs on his body stood on end, and the hands holding the crying flowers were trembling slightly;

"Alas, don't tremble;" the old dragon sighed heavily, and did not scold as usual, as if he understood Leng Yi's expression very well, and after the sigh, the old dragon said in a deep voice again:

"You just need to know that this flower is of great benefit to you, and you will soon know what the benefits are;"

"As for more, don't ask, it's not what you should know by now;"

Listening to the old dragon's words, Leng Yi nodded hurriedly, but he didn't dare to say a word, let alone ask, let alone know;

He had a faint feeling that the flower itself was nothing, but the meaning it represented, and the meaning of the ruin, seemed to have ......

It's not just a matter of the more Leng Yi knows, the faster he dies!

Fortunately, Leng Yi had already learned how to put things behind that he shouldn't have considered, and after some calming down, he quickly regained his composure;

"As long as it's a plant!"

Leng Yi gritted his teeth and whispered, he only needed to be sure of this, otherwise he would always have a feeling of refining living people and cultivating;

When his heart was settled, Leng Yi sat cross-legged and began to gradually pranayama to prepare for cultivation;

Since the sixth sense was restored, Leng Yi decided to use the meditation style in his future cultivation, although the meditation cultivation method is inefficient and much slower than martial arts, but after all, the advantages still outweigh the disadvantages;

After his breathing stabilized, Leng Yi slowly entered the state of cultivation, since this was the first time to cultivate with evil things, Leng Yi was still mainly steady, slowly using his vitality to guide a faint trace of blood vein power from the depths of his blood, and then flow through the seven meridians and eight meridians;

With the flow of the power of the blood, the crying flowers in Leng Yi's hand also slowly escaped a trace of white and fluttering breath, pouring into Leng Yi's body;

At this time, Leng Yi only entered the stillness because he needed to control the power of the bloodline, and had not yet entered the state of emptiness, so he could clearly feel this cold feeling;

Cold!

Is this resentment?

Looking at the fleeting power of the silk, Leng Yi was slightly shocked in his heart, he understood that since this flower could be formed without Yuan Qi, the power it contained was definitely not the power of Yuan Qi;

Since this flower appeared in that kind of place, it must have been condensed from the resentment that has not been dispersed for thousands of years;

Then this kind of energy must be the yin and evil energy similar to resentment;

Grievances......

In Leng Yi's inner vision, the power of the blood-red blood vein and the resentment of Senbai slowly converged into a blending force, and then flowed into the blood-red Tibetan Sea like a stream, and soon disappeared into the blood-red vitality;

With the integration of that trace of resentment, the blood-red vitality in the Tibetan Sea seemed to increase a trace of whiteness, and the breath of the body also seemed to have a trace of resentment;

Practicing the "Recipe of Devouring" has brought evil energy with it since then;

cultivated "Furious", and since then he has brought demonic energy;

refining and crying flowers, and the resentment is integrated into the body, and it seems that it will also bring inexhaustible resentment......

The three iconic cultivations were all the yin and evil qi of cultivation, and each time he cultivated, Leng Yi's aura changed significantly; based on the experience of the previous two times, as well as what Lao Long had just said, Leng Yi definitely judged that his body or cultivation would also change significantly after this cultivation;

It seems that his bloodline is very suitable for this yin and evil aura!

Moreover, the three symbolic cultivations, the first was when Leng Yi was forced to be helpless, the second was when he made his own choice, and the third was the guidance given to him by the old dragon;

Sure enough, he fell into the evil path and couldn't help himself!

Leng Yi sighed secretly in his heart, and then let go of all the power of his bloodline, letting the powerful power surge wantonly, and his consciousness also entered a state of emptiness;

The cold wind of the night blew through the faint bonfire, and also blew through the two figures next to the bonfire, one big and one small, I don't know how long it took, Leng Yi slowly opened his eyes, and a sinister light slowly flowed through the eyes of Senran!

The black-eyed wind wheel is calm, the white-eyed qi wheel is bleak, and the two blood wheels are miserable......

Leng Yi's eyes were still no different from ordinary people's eyes, and they were not much different from before this cultivation, but the trace of demonic evil in the young man's eyes was completely gone, and was replaced by a kind of erratic, cold and bitter forest;

This kind of Sen Ran is completely different from the original demon, the demon eye gives people the feeling of only vigilance and vigilance, but this kind of Sen Ran gives people a feeling of fear;

A kind of life's fear and trembling of the unknown, instinctively!

And not only that, Leng Yi's once blood-red Tibetan Sea is also a little more white, and the vitality that pervades the entire Tibetan Sea has also changed from blood red to red and white, and the forest is extremely red;

"The crimson Tibetan Sea;

At this moment, the old dragon's voice sounded slowly, "It seems that it is the right decision to let you go to find the Crying Flower;

"What do you mean, you mean my bloodline ......" Leng Yi's brow furrowed slightly, and then asked;

"That's right, compared to the vitality of the vitality, your bloodline is more suitable for the energy of yin and evil," the old dragon explained in a deep voice, "The weeping flower is not a treasure of heaven and earth, the energy contained in it is only one hundred and ten high-grade spirit stones, but you just used this weeping flower to raise your cultivation to the level of the Bone Refining Realm;"

One hundred and ten dollars!

Hearing this number, Leng Yi couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, he knew very well that it took more than ninety pieces to improve the tenth level of the quenching body, even according to the previous rules, he would need at least three hundred high-grade spirit stones to impact the Bone Refining Realm, and maybe even more;

But now......

"This shows that your bloodline has a very high utilization rate of yin and evil energy, although the old man still doesn't know why this is, but it is certain that it has an inevitable relationship with the Devouring Technique;" the old dragon continued;

"The yin and evil energy you said and the yin and evil qi in the ordinary sense ......" Leng Yi's eyes flashed, and he quickly grasped a key word, and then immediately asked;

"The two shouldn't be the same thing, right?"