Text Chapter 927: Drop a little blood to play
Why don't you have an AC count in your heart in your Qiankun vows? I wonder, you are also an existence that can be distracted by half a step, and sooner or later you will be able to preach the Tao and distract yourself, and even reach Mahayana. Is it really good that you are so greedy for money? The first thing you did after banning me was to scavenge me, even my shoes, why are you so poor?
There were countless grooves in the empty centrifugation that needed to be vomited, but he endured them all. Again, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. So he explained there like a stagnant heart, "In my original Qiankun vows. ”
After Kongli's explanation, Mu Sen instantly understood. He didn't feel embarrassed, but kicked on Kongli's body, "You said it earlier." ”
"You ......" empty away from that violent temper.
"What do you want?" Mu Sen said as he reached into his divine sense to look for the special magic weapon that Kong Li had said.
"It's fine. "The temper tantrum of the empty left did not explode, and the man was under the eaves...... He had already said that he didn't want to say it again, because every time he said it, it was a compromise of the harsh reality.
Through Kongli's description, Mu Sen took out a round magic weapon in the middle of the world, which was recessed like a whirlpool in the middle, and the bottom was only the size of a marble, flashing with silver light.
Mu Sen looked left and right, but he didn't see what the use of this magic weapon was, so Mu Sen asked Kongli.
But Kong Li doesn't know much about this magic weapon, he only knows that after selecting the martial artists, he will let these martial artists drip a drop of blood into the magic weapon, and the blood will be covered, and if the silver marble at the bottom turns green, it means that the martial artist is qualified. And if there is no change in the color of the marbles, then the warrior is not qualified.
"This is the root bone of a test martial artist?" Mu Sen guessed. When recruiting disciples, many forces in the wilderness will test the root bone bloodline, and the magic weapons they use are also varied.
"It's not. Kong Li denied Mu Sen's speculation, "Those selected martial artists have uneven roots, and over the years, I have selected nearly a thousand martial artists for them, and I have not generalized any rules from them." ”
Mu Sen frowned, "How is that possible?"
No matter what kind of martial artists the guys in Gumo Zhenrong Mansion want to recruit, there must be a standard. But what kind of standard can't even be seen in the middle of a step? This is too evil.
Mu Sen thought about it very seriously, and then asked Kong Li, "Is this guy just a drop of blood?"
Sora Li nodded in confirmation.
After confirming, Kong Li found that Mu Sen's eyes were staring straight at him, and he instantly had a bad premonition, "What are you going to do?"
"Here, drop some blood and play. Mu Sen said with a smile.
"Oh, it was just a drop of blood. "Kongli put his mind at ease, he has let people experiment for a long time, and he has dripped it himself, so there is no psychological pressure at all. He bit his finger so that blood oozed out, and then squeezed it into the device, and when the blood dripped in, he withdrew his finger and sucked it.
Mu Sen was very strange and empty, he was still a little puzzled, whether this magic weapon was boring. But seeing that the void is like this, there should be nothing wrong with this magic weapon.
While thinking about this, Mu Sen also watched the changes in the magic weapon. After the empty blood dripped in, the silver marbles at the bottom of the artifact did not change in any way.
"You can't be disqualified for half a step like this. Mu Sen observed for a while and said.
Kong Li sighed, "yes, I don't even meet their standards. I think I cultivated at the age of three, and I successfully quenched my body at the age of five, and I am the most demonic Tianjiao of our tribe for thousands of years. I ...... when I was seven years old."
"Stop!" Mu Sen glared at the empty space fiercely, what the hell, Xuan?
After stopping the empty show-off with his eyes, Mu Sen also bit his fingers, and he also wanted to try this unknown magic weapon. Then, when Mu Sen was about to drip blood, a whirlwind rushed in front of him, and Li Pang flicked a drop of blood into the magic weapon.
"Fatty, what are you doing?" Mu Sen was surprised.
"Mountain Lord, I'm too fat. Fat Li replied.
"Does your fat have anything to do with the question I answered?"
"Of course it does, didn't you say that fat people often donate some blood is beneficial?"
......
Regarding Li Fatzi's behavior of starving to death after learning the craft from the teacher, Mu Sen wanted to strangle him to death. But while trying to strangle him, Mu Sen was very moved and wanted to give him a bear hug.
He knew why Fat Li did this, he was afraid that something would go wrong with him!
In fact, there will be no problem, before he was ready to drip blood, he had already asked Xiaodao and Huaixia to feel this magic weapon, although Xiaodao and Huaixia did not perceive what this magic weapon did, but they also affirmed one thing, that is, this magic weapon was not dangerous.
Otherwise, Mu Sen wouldn't be stupid to drip blood, he hasn't lived enough, and he still has to see the early spring and late autumn of this world.
But the point is that Li Fatzi doesn't know if there is something wrong with this magic weapon, and he is doing it now......
Mu Sen patted Li Fatzi's shoulder, and didn't say anything more, but looked at the magic weapon.
After Li Fatzi's blood dripped in, there was still no change in the magic weapon, and the silver marbles at the bottom of the magic weapon were no different from when they were dripping in at the beginning.
"Looks like you can't. Mu Sen said to Fat Li. "It's still up to me. ”
After saying that, Mu Sen wanted to drip blood again.
But this time, Mu Sen still didn't drip blood, Kui Qing stood in front of Mu Sen and dripped his own blood.
There is no change in the ritual weapon.
Then, Manyangze dripped blood, and there was no change in the magic weapon.
The next one is Qizhai......
Mu Sen couldn't hold back any longer, he erupted, he covered the wounds on his fingers that were about to condense, and shouted there, "What are you doing! What are you doing! Don't you see that I'm going to heal?
Li Fatzi and they laughed at the same time.
Mu Sen squeezed them away, dripping blood into the magic weapon, and said, "Laugh at it! Look at your decayed appearance, you can't even light up a magic weapon, it's a shame for me." ”
Fat Li was a little unconvinced, "Mountain Master, how can you guarantee that you will definitely light up ......"
Before his words fell, he saw that the magic weapon that had not changed suddenly bloomed a crisp green, swinging like ripples.
Mu Sen twisted towards Fat Li, "What did you say?"
Li Fatzi said to Mu Sen Zhengse, "It's nothing, I know that there is nothing in this world that the mountain master can't do, and the mountain master will last for thousands of generations!"
After a pause, Li Fatzi's attitude became even more humble, "Presumably, the wise and martial mountain master has already found out the purpose of this magic weapon?" ”
Mu Sen said angrily, "Why should I find out?"