Chapter Ninety-Seven: An Egg That Doesn't Know What It Can Hatch
"My idea is to unite with the Spirit Race and kill the son of the Horr's luck. Turtle Changgeng stretched out an old hand like a withered tree trunk, picked up a cup of scarlet liquid in front of the table, took a sip of it, and the look seemed to be extremely enjoyable, and he would lick the remaining red liquid at the corner of his mouth with a pink turtle tongue.
"It's worthy of being a human in captivity by the Qilin Royal Family, and the taste of this blood is wonderful..."
"Spirit Clan?" Qi Xun, the patriarch of the Qilin Royal Clan, closed his eyes slightly, and the pair of heavy pupils were even more weird, "The Spirit Clan is not a good stubble... However, the unique transformation secret method of their spirit race is extremely exquisite, and it can even perfectly simulate the breath of other races.
If you want to quietly infiltrate the human race and kill the luck of the human race, you can only do it with the means of the spirit race..."Qi Xun said slowly, "It's a pity that we can't compete with the various races openly now, and when my son awakens, it will be the day when my demon army will be launched, whether it is the human race or the spirit race!"
The rest of the royal patriarchs were silent, it can be said that in this realm of demons eating demons, the patriarch of the eight royal clans can be achieved, and there is absolutely no fuel-efficient lamp, and the eight big demons present are even more ghostly, all of them are thinking about something, but in any case, in the matter of the human race cloud must be intercepted, the eight patriarchs are unanimous.
The Terrans must die!
Coincidentally.
Under the impetus of the heart, rumors of the birth of the Sons of Fortune of the Terrans quickly spread among the races in this side of the world.
Some of the weak races want to cling to the human race, some are thinking about how to seek a glimmer of life in the gap between the two demon races, and some are powerful races like the demon race and the spirit race, planning how to kill Yun Chu'an and assassinate the son of luck predicted by the demon race before the demon race rises.
It can be said that the fact that the human race gave birth to a son of luck recognized by the Heavenly Dao was a sudden accident for the major races, and it accelerated the changes between the various races in this life, and the undercurrent of several races surged, and it indirectly accelerated the process of ethnic competition.
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Yun Chu'an, who stirred up the world, was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this time, staring at a gray-blue egg placed on the futon for a long time, which was the one he had just drawn from the lucky draw system.
If the heat in his eyes can hatch an egg, presumably this egg... It's ripe.
Because unlike any object drawn in the past, which has a detailed description, this time the system gives the relevant hint of this egg with "an egg that doesn't know what it can hatch", which is an understatement.
People are very curious about the unknown, and the same is true for Yun Chu'an.
The more vaguely the lucky draw system was described, the more Yun Chu'an thought that this egg was not small, and put his palm on it, calmed down and felt it carefully, and he could feel the faint sound of pulse beating.
"The system is produced and must be a high-quality product. For so many days, everything that was drawn from the system has never let me down. Yun Chu'an folded his arms and immersed himself in his fantasies, "I don't know what will hatch... Is it a legendary fairy beast, or is it a powerful magical beast? or..."
Even, Yun Chu'an's mind has already begun to paint a picture of a man and a beast fighting side by side, killing the enemy's head and bleeding, and arrogantly standing out of the nine heavens and ten earths.
Suddenly, as if he realized something, he slapped his head and muttered in a low voice, "Thinking that the Fourth Elder should have some way to catalyze this egg, it is better to ask the Fourth Elder, anyway, I will not let this little guy break out of his shell if I stare here." ”
Just do it!
Yun Chu'an immediately picked up the gray-cyan egg the size of a baby, packed up his outfits and stepped out of the air, heading straight for the medicine peak where the fourth elder Yan Qiulin was.
This medicine peak is the place where the spiritual herbs of the sect are planted, but the hearts of the four elders, if there is nothing to do, most of the four elders will stay in the hall of the medicine peak.
However, this medicine peak does not refer to a single peak, but several peaks that converge one after another, and each peak is full of all kinds of rare medicinal materials.
Thanks to the careful training in the past few days, Yun Chu'an has now reached the point of perfection with the use of aura, at least he can know it well, and he has been able to fly in the air for a long time without falling.
After a short time, he arrived at the Medicine Peak Realm of the Four Elders and went straight to the Nadan Medicine Hall.
"He's... Ah, I've seen Senior Brother Yun!" The disciple who was guarding the door of the Pill Hall saw a white shadow in the sky rushing straight towards the Pill Pill Hall from the sky, and thought that it was a person who did not have long eyes who was so offended, but fortunately, he saw Yun Chu'an's face clearly, and after he landed, he stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
Yun An Dao Ming came to the door, and the disciple introduced it into the alchemy room of the four elders in the apse.
After getting the consent of the fourth elder Yan Qiulin, Yun Chu'an stepped into the door, and suddenly a hot breath came from his body, and the skin of the roasted Yun Chu'an was slightly reddish and peeling, but at the same time, there was a rich dan'an fragrance that slowly spread in the surrounding air, making Yun Chu'an's spirit fresh for a while.
The feeling of being like the two heavens of ice and fire actually appeared in this room, this feeling was quite wonderful, and when I looked at it, it turned out that the four elders were refining a furnace of elixir.
The left hand continued to pinch the magic technique to pull the blue flame under the brass-colored alchemy furnace, and the right hand was a palm that continuously transported blue-green wood-attribute aura towards the air holes on the alchemy furnace.
Glancing at Yun Chu'an slightly, he said casually, "Xiao Yunzi has come to see my sister? You sit down first, my sister's furnace of elixir will be refined immediately." ”
Whenever he was called by the four elders with the title of "Little Yunzi", Yun Chu'an had a shuddering feeling, and after thinking about it last time, he finally came up with an explanation.
The male attendants in the imperial palaces of the major countries are all castrated crippled people, called "eunuchs", and most of these crippled people are called small "so-and-so" sons.
For example, small cinnamon, small stools... Another example, Xiaoyunzi.
Later, I heard that the second elder Zhao Guanghao said that the fourth elder Yan Qiulin was the daughter of the son of heaven of a certain dynasty before stepping into the immortal path!
Under such many factors, it confirms what the cloud thinks at ease.
These four elders definitely thought of themselves as cripples with fine skin and tender meat.
"Ahem...", as if choked on the smoke wafting out.
While looking at the four elders' alchemy, Yun Chu'an couldn't help but tighten his legs, "Just smooth your mouth, just don't let it go." ”