Chapter 148: The Power of the Bloodline (1)
However, after colliding and resonating with the breath of the strange bird this time, Qingyun's sense of the power of his bloodline became more sensitive.
In the past, he was able to slowly fade away the blood red between his eyes and hair after meditating on pranayama and meditating on the Happy Gong Method, but this time he had an intuition that this could be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"Hmph, brute, might you understand me?"
Qingyun's eyes widened, and he feigned anger.
However, the stupid bird didn't seem to understand what Qingyun was saying, but he saw that he seemed to be a little unhappy, and couldn't help but cringe and staggered back two steps.
Seeing this, Qingyun hurriedly took advantage of the power of the bloodline to be controlled by him, and in vain increased his momentum by three points, intending to use intimidation to completely scare this strange bird into a stupid bird!
Because the animal's actions had once again proved the guess in his heart, it was not afraid of Qingyun, but afraid of the overlord of heaven and earth that could devour the sky hidden in the depths of his soul thousands of years ago:
Qilin True Spirit!
As Qingyun's momentum climbed, the power of the bloodline that could not be traced was also completely suppressed from the source of the bloodline of this giant bird.
What frightened the giant bird even more was that it had been trying to restrain its breath so as not to provoke the other party.
Unexpectedly, today's power seems to be suddenly not called by itself, no matter how it is driven, the breath rises and disappears, and it is impossible to make your own decisions, which is extremely weird.
As a result, one of the giant's legs had to be embedded in the ground, and its trembling wings no longer showed the bright blue color, but only the dimness of fear and horror.
While Qingyun manipulated the resonance of the giant bird and his own breath, he began to slowly try to comprehend the law of the surging power of the blood veins in his body.
Gradually, he could more and more clearly feel the rhythm contained in the power of the blood veins in his body, which seemed to be slow and urgent, sometimes surging and sometimes subduing.
The rhythm is like the trajectory of the stars, which is obviously the reason of existence, and there are traces to follow, but whenever you want to record, you find that it seems to have never come, and some of the stars are just ethereal and uncertain like a frightening magpie.
At the same time, Qingyun could also clearly feel that although this giant bird could not have any intersection with him at all, the breath of its bloodline was inextricably linked with himself.
It was only at this time that Qingyun was able to be sure that the wisp of familiarity he felt with those strange-shaped beasts was not blocked by the eternal years, and quietly merged into those two words:
True Spirit.
As time passed, Qingyun slowly changed from a vague sense to a clear groping, along the limbs and veins in his body, interpreting the changes brought to him by the power of the ancient vicissitudes of life.
He could feel that the so-called power of the bloodline was another unique power if understood more deeply.
This kind of power is not spiritual power, and it is completely different from the so-called Xuanmen Immortal Method, Demon Dao Heavenly Skill, and even demonic power, but these three have a similar connection with it.
The medium that harnesses this power is the Qilin bloodline gifted to him by the drop of Qilin essence blood that melts into his body!
It seems to be like opening the floodgates, as long as he finds a place to vent, Qingyun can easily follow the vine and completely grasp the most essential way to use that power.
From the Qilin Devouring to the Qilin Purple, and even the other supernatural powers that Xiao Qi said in his mouth, all of them are a manifestation of this power, which is the same as the spiritual power used in this world.
What Qingyun didn't know, now he was like an abyss demon who had climbed up from the Nine Shades Purgatory, his whole body was full of anger and karma wrapped into mist, faintly red, and his waist-length long hair was flying wantonly, and the blood was monstrous.
If there is a monk with a strong sense of justice here, I am afraid that he will draw his sword and destroy the demon on the spot.
The power that was originally hidden in the power of the bloodline was like a wild horse that had escaped, and Qingyun was never allowed to control it.
But with the power of the giant bird's powerful but not pure bloodline to resonate with him, and even to extract it in a superior attitude, Qingyun finally changed this power from strange to familiar, and finally completely reined in the reins!
"Drink!"
I don't know how long it took, with Qingyun's low shout, he opened his eyes suddenly!
There was no burst of fine light, and there was no monstrous killing intent, but the flat-haired beast who was still powerful and domineering was still frightened without the slightest sense of resistance, only the sluggish wood and panic remained.
At this time, Qingyun easily lost all the ancient aura all over his body, and his eyes and long hair, which were still red, quickly recovered to their original color.
The corners of his mouth outlined a satisfied and handsome smile, Qingyun only felt as if he had returned to the misty mountains, and there was no more chasing and killing in the world, and the ferocity that had entangled him for a long time in his heart seemed to disappear.
He is finally the humble and kind boy next door.
"Ya, why are you crying stupid bird, I didn't want to kill you!"
I don't know if it's scared to the extreme, this stupidly frightened flat-haired beast didn't see that Qingyun's temperament had changed dramatically.
When he saw that the demon seemed to want to reach out and touch his blue feathers, the silly bird's eyes slowly rose into mist, and then condensed into droplets, which were about to drip down.
After Qingyun completely controlled the power of the bloodline, he wanted to scare and scare this stupid bird again, but he was amused by it at once, but he also achieved his goal.
Strange to say, he originally thought that mastering the power of the bloodline would be a very difficult gap to cross, after all, the Qilin essence blood did not belong to him, and foreign objects were foreign objects after all.
However, in Xiao Qi's words, Qingyun can no longer be regarded as a "person" now, his bloodline has changed, and his soul has also been integrated into the true spirit, this kind of change that has not been seen since ancient times, how can it be explained in a few words?
In other words, because the body and mind are integrated with the power of the Qilin True Spirit, it should not be too difficult to easily master the Qilin bloodline.
Looking at the trembling strange bird in front of him, he forcibly held back the twitching corners of his mouth, gently touched its huge head that was lowered in fear, and said:
"Look at your useless stupidity, if I really fight, I may not be able to beat you, forget it, master, I don't usually like to eat meat, you can go." ”
Of course, the giant bird couldn't understand what Qingyun was saying, and blinked its eyes bigger than pebbles and stared at him, still not daring to make any moves.
"You stupid bird is really stupid, I won't leave after I let you go, if you don't leave, then I'll leave!"
Qingyun patted the stupid bird who had already been frightened and sat on the ground, then put the sword behind him, and turned around to leave.
But before he had taken two steps, the stupid bird jumped up and down and followed, flapping its wings like an old hen with a broken leg, which was extremely funny.
"Alas, I said why did you follow me, you stupid bird, go quickly!"
Qingyun shook his head helplessly, but the giant bird still stared at him with a stupid look, refusing to leave anything, sticking desperately to him like a kraft candy.
Seeing that the stupid bird seemed to be relying on himself, Qingyun's brain moved, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.
I saw him turn around and walk in the direction of the cliff, and the giant bird naturally followed and jumped to the edge of the cliff.
"I don't even ask, I know you'll definitely fly, it's too much of a problem to go down the mountain road, why don't you take me down!
Well, let's just call you stupid bird, Qingyun is very satisfied with his talent for naming names.
Not to mention, I don't know if the word silly bird at the end really understood Qingyun calling it, the silly bird actually raised its neck, and let out a long and crisp sound, which provoked Qingyun to no longer hold back, and sneered and said:
"You really think you're called a stupid bird!"
But he tried it anyway, and with a light leap of his feet, he sat firmly on the stupid bird's back.
And the stupid bird didn't seem to have any resistance, but was still a little excited, with a soft cry from the master, it flew to the sea of clouds under the top of the cliff, without the slightest drag of mud and water.
"You're not too stupid!"
Qingyun smiled and muttered to himself, and then touched its very good-feeling feather.
"Oh~"
Xu is appearance stayed in the boyhood, Qingyun has always maintained that innocent childlike innocence in his heart, he has not experienced this kind of pleasure of flying in the wind for a long time, and he can't help but shout excitedly.
The silly bird seemed to feel the joy in Qingyun's heart, sometimes spiraling and diving when shuttling through the stratus clouds, and sometimes flapping its wings and flying high, making Qingyun's heart go up and down, and it was very enjoyable to play.
"I don't know when I will become the great monk who can soar against the wind with my own strength!"
Qingyun tightly grasped the feathers on the stupid bird's back, and said with hope in his heart.
After a while, the stupid bird took him to the bottom of the cliff, and since he flew out of the sea of clouds until he landed, Qingyun estimated that this mountain peak was at least more than a thousand meters high.
A little frightened glanced at the top of the cliff that had disappeared, and the master only felt that his character was really good.
In case he landed above the sea of clouds when he came out of the spatial crack, he was afraid that Yi Qing under Jiuquan would also climb up depressedly and scold his son for carrying it.
The poor stupid bird was finally forced away by Qingyun, and the method was very simple, after completely controlling the power of the bloodline, he easily used his power with his true spirit breath to scare the stupid bird again.
But this time Qingyun didn't just scare it.
One hand slightly turned into a Qilin Devour, and the other hand clenched the sword and feigned an attack.
The stupid bird turned a blind eye to Qingyun's sword, but his left hand, which had no unusual appearance, revealed a deep awe and fear that could be seen with the naked eye.
For this situation, Qingyun obviously had already expected it.
Whenever Qingyun wanted to touch its feathers with his left hand that was running the Qilin Devour, the stupid bird was like a human seeing a ghost, and quickly flapped its wings and flew back, and the bird's eyes widened.
He thought that using a silly bird as a mount would save a lot of time, but when he thought about it, it would be too eye-catching to walk in this small world with a strange beast.
Not to mention whether he can keep his mount, if he is targeted by the villains, it will not only be a stupid bird that will be lost at that time.