Chapter 6: Pouring out blood and confessing the Lord

I held a book in one hand and a sword in the other, and looked at Ying Zhao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

What is the 1 in 100 million probability? It's about a dozen times smaller than the odds of winning a lottery ticket. This probability is so small that I really won the lottery, but I was at a loss.

An idea popped into the air.

Isn't it possible, because of my identity as an outsider, the so-called identification function of the innate spirit treasure doesn't work for me, right?

In other words, this innate spirit treasure all over the ground, I can pick it up casually?

I looked back at Ying Zhao, he hadn't recovered from my two jackpots in a row, but I was still in the mood to explain anything at the moment, and a flying body stepped on the horse's back, "Hurry up, let's go pick up the other spirit treasures." ”

I still remember what happened in that short hour, like a beggar who had been hungry for three days and three nights was invited to the Shiweitian Restaurant in Yangzhou for free, or an old drunkard who had not smelled alcohol for three years was imprisoned in the wine cellar of Wuliangye Distillery, or a demon who had been in prison for 30 years was thrown into the legendary daughter country. It wasn't until Ying Zhao's stunned mouth opened wider and wider, and I couldn't hold anything anymore, that I saw the little frog and his party coming slowly from a distance.

Ying Zhao and I are both relatively small creatures in the desolate world, so when we saw the figure of the little frog tens of meters long, half human and half snake from a distance, they hadn't noticed us yet.

When I got closer, I saw two balls of light floating around the frog, and it seemed that the harvest was good.

A little closer, the little frog and the other demons also began to see us, and I saw the little baby waving her huge hands and greeting us with a smile.

Then, the smile stiffened, distorted, and startled, until at last all the demons froze in the position of their jaws falling to the ground, as if I had collectively performed a super-powerful immobilization technique on them. It was the Ying Zhao next to him, with a sympathetic and understanding expression on his face.

I saw my own shadow in the giant vertical pupils of the little frog, holding three swords in my left hand, a lamp and a mirror in my right hand, a book and a painting under my left arm, a flag and two flags under my right arm, two hammers and a knife on my left waist, two long whips on my right waist, and the four corners of a cloak on my back were tied up to make a baggage.

As soon as I got closer, I loosened my baggage, and things fell to the ground. The moment I landed, I distinctly heard all the suppressed inhalation sounds of demons.

I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I picked up the Zhuxian Sword and gestured to the little frog: "How is this thing used?"

The little frog was silent for a while, and replied in a daze: "First drop blood to recognize the master, and then instill demonic power, and experience the magic power of the spiritual treasure." ”

I feel a little troublesome when I hear it, I don't have any inner dan, where does the magic power come from.

The little frog also thought of this, but she didn't have a better way, thought for a long time, and said: "Not all spirit treasures have to be driven by demonic power, or you try to drip blood first?"

I didn't think about it, I pulled up the Zhuxian Sword, pressed it on my thumb, glanced at the spiritual treasures all over the ground, thought about it for a while, and moved the sword to my wrist.

I'm afraid there won't be enough blood.

As a result, the skin was not broken with a slight stroke.

I took a closer look, and I was angry, damn, this is still the immortal sword, the artifact, and the innate spirit treasure, but it hasn't opened yet. It's too much.

The frog shrugged his shoulders and showed innocence.

I had no choice but to close my eyes and slash hard.

As a result, this time the force was too strong, the wound was too big, and the blood flowed out, in line with the principle of not wasting it, I quickly picked up the Zhuxian sword, went to the wound, and the blood gushed down the sword body.

And then the eggs.

I looked up at the frog. She thought for a moment and said, "Try pouring some more." ”

This is the first time I've heard of the pouring of blood to confess the Lord.

I had no choice but to continue pouring blood on the Zhuxian Sword until both sides of the sword body were soaked with blood.

Still nothing happened.

I looked up at the frog, and she said a little hesitantly, "Try some more?"

I was silent for a long time, and I couldn't think of any reason for the little frog to harm me, so I continued to pour blood until the hilt of my sword was drenched.

Or nothing happened.

I was about to complain, when suddenly, the Zhuxian Sword made a buzzing sound, and I felt a connection between myself and it, a feeling of blood connection, as if it was a part of my body.

I wasn't too excited, but asked the frog weakly, "How do you recognize that you have so much blood?"

The little frog looked at the blood stains that flowed to the ground, and said innocently: "It's not much, it's because you have too little blood." ”

I looked at myself, and then at the body of the little frog that was more than 50 meters, and I had to admit that she had a good point.

I was instantly melancholy, there are still forty or fifty innate spirit treasures on this ground, in order not to become the first person to die of excessive blood loss due to blood dripping blood to recognize the treasure, I have to rest for at least a week for each spirit treasure, so that after calculation, it will take me three or four years just to recognize them.

This doesn't even count the fact that I don't have demonic power, so I can't drive the problem of Lingbao at all.

Thinking of this, I glanced at the Zhuxian Sword that had already recognized the master, and asked the little frog with hope: "Is there a way to drive the spirit treasure without demonic power?"

"Some spiritual treasures are fine, such as the Zhuxian Sword, but," she said cautiously, looking at my face, "I need you to pour blood on it." ”

After a pause, she added, "A lot of blood." ”

After another pause, seeing that my face was too ugly, she comforted again: "Demon power driven, it takes at least ten years of sacrifice to be like an arm, you use blood to drive, at least you can use it at any time." ”

Thank you for your comfort, little frog.

But it didn't work at all. I was depressed to death.

Nicolas Cage has a line in "Lord of War": The biggest joke fate plays on you is to stuff you with two stunning beauties in the Congo, a country where one in four people living with HIV is in Africa, and you can't buy a condom within a radius of 30 kilometers.

I feel his feelings deeply at this moment. Just now, I thought I had opened a very awesome crossing golden finger, and since then I have been calling for wind and rain in the desolate world to reach the peak of life, but I didn't expect it to be a special cheat for death.

While crying and mourning, I picked up the innate spirit treasures one by one and played with them, with a face full of reluctance. After thinking about it for a long time, I put away the "Luo Shu". Then with a ruthless heart, he closed his eyes, waved his hand heavily at the demons in front of him, and said that the desolate world is unprecedented, and it is even very likely to be the last in terms of boldness.

"Pick what you like, and take it if you like it. ”

It's as if there are some old goods scattered on the ground, not the innate spirit treasure born from the desolate aura.

The demons suddenly swarmed up, and this treasure rock instantly became as lively as the entrance of the vegetable market.

I have to say that the first batch of demons in the flood wilderness, at least the batch in front of me, the average quality is still relatively high, whether it is whether everyone has a relationship during this time, or it happens that the temper of this group of demons is better, in short, the atmosphere of the whole spoils sharing conference is still relatively harmonious and friendly. Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that I brought back too many spiritual treasures, one more per person, and they are not greedy, and they have left it to me again.

I was amused at first glance, but they were quite humble. The extra one is a bead, and I don't know what it is. I didn't ask for it, so I handed it to the mammoth, then took the sword in my hand and pinned the book to my waist.

When I was done, I looked up and beckoned the little frog to come over and asked her, "What treasure have you got?"

The little frog happily brought me two halos of light that flew around her, and when I saw it, one was a stone, and the other was simply a lump of mud.

This is the innate spirit treasure playing with mud?

I didn't see anything famous in it, so I just threw it back to the frog and listened to what she had to say.

"After I confessed my lord with blood, I groped for a little with my demonic power. She pointed to the lump of mud, "This spiritual treasure contains a very strong 'life' power," she pointed to another, "That has a strong 'repair' power, what exactly does it do, I still have to study it." ”

I wanted to say that we should change places first, after all, the privacy of public places like Fenbaoyan is relatively poor, and it is not suitable for studying treasures. As a result, when I looked around, almost all the demons were studying the spirit treasure in their hands, and they were all concentrating on it. I tried to shout twice, but I didn't pay any attention to me.

Well, I simply took the little frog's lump of mud and said, "I'll help you study it." ”

Actually, I just casually said, I don't have any demonic power, what can I research? I just think this mud is slippery and greasy to the touch, and can be pinched into various shapes. I was bored, looking at the giant snake tail of the frog, and pinched a snake out, but the craftsmanship was not good, and the snake head was pinched into a square by me, like a greedy snake in a pixel game.

Strange to say, the mud snake I pinched out was 10 centimeters long, but when I looked back at the mud mass, I didn't see any reduction at all.

I was feeling surprised, but I heard the little frog "huh", leaned down, and stared at the mud snake in my hand.

I was embarrassed and wanted to explain to her that it was purely a lack of craftsmanship and that it was not meant to insult the snake. Before the words came out, the little frog's lips opened slightly, and he blew a breath of demonic gas towards the mud snake.

Then I saw the snake in my hand come back to life.