Chapter 127 Bloodline Rejuvenation Method, Glazed Wine (Additional Update)

Black Wind Mountains.

Dongfuzhong.

On the stone table in front of Xunliang, there was a nine-wheeled wind grass. The rich wind-attributed spiritual power almost hit him in the face. The nine grass leaves were evenly arranged, faintly forming the shape of a wheel.

The miraculous medicine that was once sought after by many people, now no one has the heart to even take a look at it.

He raised his head and stared into the void for a moment, then sighed silently and murmured, "It's been several days since the clone left. Now that it hasn't returned yet, it must have met with disaster."

During this period, Xunliang tried to contact his clone many times, but the other party did not respond.

It's not that he didn't suspect that his clone was dead, but he could still sense its existence in the dark. He guessed that the monks of Kuxiu Mountain probably didn't kill his clone because they were concerned about his existence.

"It should be safe now, but the clone's life is in the hands of others. We must rescue it as soon as possible."

The white-robed wolf demon had cost Xunliang a lot of effort, and there was no way he could abandon it.

If he had a perfect third-order clone, he could condense another one by spending some time and resources, but the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle was made with great effort and a lot of luck, so it was almost impossible to replicate.

If you practice it with care in the future, there is a great possibility that it will be upgraded to a spiritual treasure.

Thinking of this, Xunliang thought for a moment and immediately left the cave.

He transformed into a gust of evil wind and came to the edge of the swamp.

He was still hesitating on how to summon the giant crocodile when he saw mud rolling in the swamp and a bloody smell blowing in the wind.

The old crocodile showed up, and when he saw Xun Liang, he cursed, "How dare you come here!"

Last time, Xun Liang's magical power went awry and he mistakenly took the age of the Magic Grass as three thousand years old. In the end, not only did he fail to obtain the elixir, but in order to prevent the high-level cultivators of the Demonic Path from getting angry, he also had to compensate the other party with many resources.

Xunliang immediately apologized with a smile: "Brother, calm down. I am responsible for this matter, but I was also framed by a villain."

"Framed?" The old crocodile looked puzzled.

Xunliang, with a bitter face, told the other party how Kuxiushan had framed him with the Huanyao Grass.

The old giant crocodile's bean-sized eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said coldly: "Are you saying that the culprit of this incident is a small human Jindan cultivator in Qingyun Territory?"

"That's right!"

Xun Liang slapped his thigh and said angrily, "I sent my clone there a few days ago, one for revenge, and two for my brother to find the Magic Demon Grass to make up for his previous mistakes. Unfortunately, although this person is a Jindan, his methods are not bad, and my clone has not returned yet."

Xunliang acted righteous and awe-inspiring, but the old crocodile narrowed his eyes and said mockingly: "You are a great demon king, but you are not even kind enough to a small human."

This person's words sounded nice, but he knew in his heart that the other party's main purpose was revenge, and that he came here today just to ask him to help rescue his clone.

This guy in front of me never does business at a loss.

"It's not like I can't handle this alone without my brother's help."

Xun Liang's eyes turned and he said temptingly, "According to the news from my clone, there is a high possibility that there is something you need on Kuxiu Mountain."

When the clone was fighting with Chen An, information came that the scent of the Fantasy Demon Grass on the Kuxiu Mountain was extremely strong!

The old crocodile's eyes flashed with brilliance, and then he said calmly: "Okay, I will find a way to deal with this matter, you go back first."

After sending Xun Liang away, the giant crocodile old man spread out his wrinkled palm, revealing a white and shining crocodile tooth.

"I have been searching for my entire life, but my life is almost over. I still cannot find the remains of my ancestors. In order to use them to make further progress, I have no choice but to seek the Magic Herb and give birth to an heir."

The old giant crocodile couldn't help but recall the secret magic method he obtained decades ago, the blood rejuvenation method.

This is a vicious martial art that uses the excellent blood of offspring to prolong one's lifespan!
Kuxiu Mountain, North Mountain.

In the corner of the fourth-level spiritual field, Chen An appeared among a cluster of spiritual plants holding the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle.

He opened the bottle and tilted the bottle. Suddenly, a strong wind carrying the yin and yang energy blew past and surrounded the almost mature Yu Linglong in front of him.

Nourished by the yin and yang energy, Yu Linglong stretched out its lush green branches and leaves, seeming to be enjoying it.

After a long time, seeing that it was almost done, Chen An put away the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle and activated the Soul-Snatching Technique.

As clusters of plant essences were injected, the several gorgeous flowers on Yu Linglong shrank rapidly and gradually turned withered and yellow.

Before long, one by one, crystal clear seeds as white as jade fell from the withered flowers.

"Eight seeds!"

Chen An picked up the cultivated spiritual seeds with a look of joy on his face.

"Planting so many seeds is enough for Chen Shuang to practice temporarily."

Chen An nodded slightly and planted eight spirit seeds in the spirit field around Yu Linglong.

With the nourishment of the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle, it won't take long for these seeds to grow and become strong, which will not hinder Chen Shuang from suppressing his physical problems.

After planting the spiritual seeds, Chen An stepped forward.

[Harvest a 200-year-old Jade Ling and obtain a jar of Liuli wine]

Chen An looked at the jar of wine in his hand, slightly stunned.

Liuli wine is a spiritual wine brewed mainly with Yu Linglong. It can harmonize yin and yang, qi and blood, and remove evil spirits. It has many benefits even for Nascent Soul cultivators.

"So, Blood Soul Immortal..."

A satisfied smile appeared on Chen An's lips. He put away the glass of wine and walked out of the spiritual field.

Chen Shuang, who had been waiting outside for a long time, was delighted when she saw him come out. She hurried forward and asked, "Elder, can I go in and continue my cultivation?"

"Go."

Chen An waved his hand, looked at Chen Shuang happily running into the spiritual field, and shook his head helplessly.

This girl's dedication to cultivation is somewhat similar to his.

"She can't stay at home like this. After she forms the elixir, she needs to go out and walk around."

Chen An muttered to himself. After all, not everyone is like him, who has the capital to practice hard in seclusion.

"Wang!"

The black-haired beast wagged its tail and roared, as if expressing its opinion.

Chen An smiled and said, "You think so too."

"Woof woof!" The black-haired beast came forward and rubbed against Chen An's body affectionately.

Chen An's face darkened, and he said viciously: "You can't go out. There are a lot of cultivators out there who are coveting your flesh and blood, and want to use you to refine into magic weapons and elixirs!"

"Ouch."

The black-haired beast trembled, hung its head, and showed a look of fear in its eyes.

Chen An chuckled helplessly and threw a spiritual plant to it to comfort it a little.

He then turned around and came to a cave, waved his hand to remove the magic restriction, and walked in.

The people inside looked normal, they just glanced up at him, as if they were used to it.

The white-robed wolf demon remained motionless, with his eyes closed, as if he was indifferent to Chen An's arrival.

Only Wu Jianquan, who was pale and thin, could not help but shrink back with a look of fear on his face.

Chen An glanced at the few people. Without the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle, the white-robed wolf demon was not a threat. With his powerful magic power, he could naturally seal it.

However, after sealing five people in a row, he felt a little tired and felt that he had reached his limit. However, as long as he did not continue to seal the sixth person, it would be fine. After thinking for a moment, Chen An reached for the storage bag on his waist.

At this moment, Wu Jianquan suddenly prostrated himself on the ground and begged, "Just kill me. Living like a ghost, tortured by the Blood Soul Immortal, I'd rather die!"

His cultivation was sealed, and he couldn't get hold of the treasure. Even if he wanted to commit suicide, he couldn't do it.

"I won't kill you."

Chen An calmly took out the jar of glass wine he had just harvested and opened the seal.

Suddenly, a refreshing and intoxicating aroma of wine spread out.

Even the white-robed wolf demon who was lying motionless with his eyes closed was attracted by it and couldn't help but take a deep sniff.

"Glass wine!"

The white-robed wolf demon looked at Chen An with a strange expression, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Chen An stretched out his hand and took out a small ball of spirit wine. He walked forward, pinched Wu Jianquan's mouth open, and drank it in one breath.

"What did you give me to drink. Burp. Wine."

Wu Jianquan burped, and within a moment, his face turned red and his eyes became blurry.

He stood up slowly, took a shaky step, pointed at Chen An's nose and cursed viciously: "Cui Shuosheng! Do you think you can suppress me by relying on the position of Palace Master? I'm telling you, Junior Sister will never be able to marry you. In the future, Junior Brother Xin and I will join forces to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, and sooner or later we will trample you under our feet!"

Chen An frowned slightly. These fellow disciples from Lihuo Palace were really interesting. He didn't know if it was because Patriarch Lihuo had been in seclusion for many years and had never taken care of them.

Although the other party was not scolding him personally, he still felt uncomfortable when someone pointed at his nose and scolded him.

He raised his hand, swung it, and slapped the other person hard.

"Snapped!"

Wu Jianquan fell to the ground with a hideous look on his face, seeming to be in pain.

"vomit!"

He vomited, and then a thin, soft, bloody root slowly emerged from his mouth, looking a little weird.

Chen An couldn't help but take a few steps back, while at the same time, he activated the magic power in his dantian, took precautions, and quietly watched the scene in front of him.

The bloody roots kept wriggling, and before long, they completely crawled out of Wu Jianquan's body. The latter seemed to have lost all his energy, and fell to the ground, motionless.

Upon seeing the true face of the Blood Soul Immortal, Chen An's mouth twitched.

The Blood Soul Immortal's body is slender but very long, about ten feet long when stretched out.

The blood-red rhizome slowly squirms like an earthworm, and there are black bulges at the forks of the branches, with suction cups one after another.

As expected, the spiritual plant wandered around in the cave and then crawled towards the white-robed wolf demon.

"Take this disgusting thing away quickly!" The sharp voice of the white-robed wolf demon rang out.

At this point he could no longer sit still, and took a few steps back as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Chen An raised his eyebrows and said, "Why take it away? This is specially prepared for you."

He waved his hand and released a powerful magical force, imprisoning the opponent's body.

The Blood Soul Immortal seemed to smell the rich blood and energy from the white-robed wolf demon and immediately sped up a bit. Under the wolf demon's horrified expression, he slowly drilled into his mouth.

The wolf demon retched in vain a few times and threatened: "You human cultivator who deserves to be cut into pieces! I will never let you go!"

Chen An smiled contemptuously: "I wish he would come."

In order to prevent his original body from retaliating, he did not search his soul, but after asking, he learned some simple information.

The real body of the white-robed wolf demon, Demon King Xunliang, is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, which is equivalent to the Lihuo Ancestor. Even if the latter comes in person, he can handle it.

If you accidentally capture it, it might be another body for cultivating a Blood Soul Immortal.

Chen An glanced at Wu Jianquan's fellow disciples, whose faces were pale with fear, and ignored them.

He immediately reinforced the seal of the five people, sealed the cave entrance, and walked away.

When he returned to the entrance of his cave, he found Chen Weiyang and Chen Shusheng wandering outside the Beishan Mountain.

Fortunately, Chen Qing had settled the other party's tribesmen in the Black Wind Market before, and the two of them happened to be in Kuxiu Mountain at that time, otherwise, they would have all died in the previous battle.

Chen An waved his hand and let the black-haired beast lead them in.

After a few pleasantries, Chen Weiyang turned the topic to the previous battle outside Kuxiu Mountain.

"Brother, you have great magical powers. You captured the demon king alive. I'm afraid that such means are rare among the young talents in the heart of Dongzhou. I really admire you!"

Chen Weiyang put down the tea in his cup and complimented.

"You are too kind. It is just a clone of the Demon King. It is not worth mentioning."

Chen An smiled awkwardly. He felt a little uncomfortable when someone who was a hundred or two hundred years older than him called him brother.

"Brother, don't be modest. You can cure my grandson. With this skill alone, even the Lihuo Patriarch cannot compare to you."

Chen Weiyang looked bitter and said, "It's just that my clan is in the Lihuo Region and is under the control of the Lihuo Palace. This time I had no choice but to come here. But brother has also seen that I have always been honest and have never done anything beyond the rules."

He was telling the truth. Even though he was forced by Cui Shuosheng to stir up trouble, he had always been living in peace with Kuxiu Mountain and had not caused any chaos. On the contrary, the tribesmen he brought with him helped with many matters such as the public security in Heifeng Market.

Chen An frowned slightly, thinking that the other party's statement was a request for something, so he said, "If you have anything to ask, just say it."

"I want to lead the Chen family from Lihuo Territory back to Kuxiu Mountain. What do you think, brother?"

Chen Weiyang looked at Chen An with full expectation, as if he would move his people here at just one order.

"return?"

Chen An was a little surprised. Even if he wanted to integrate the two families and expand his power, the Lihuo Region was suppressed by the Lihuo Palace. How could he come back so easily?

"But the time is not right now, so we should not act rashly. I want this scholar to worship you as his master to show my attitude. What do you think, brother?"

Seeing that Chen An was a little hesitant, Chen Weiyang quietly winked at Chen Shusheng. After the latter understood, he knelt down in front of Chen An with a plop:
"Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

"Bang, bang, bang" three loud noises were heard, and a small hole was knocked out on the ground of the cave.

Chen Weiyang continued to persuade him, "This scholar is a talented child. If he had not been trapped by the Blood Soul Immortal in the past few years, he would probably have reached the third level of Jindan by now."

After several treatments, Chen An discovered more or less the boy's talent.

His Dantian has strong magical power, wide meridians, and is also a top-grade spiritual root. If opportunities allow in the future, it is possible for him to condense an infant.

Chen An suddenly frowned and said, "It's not impossible for the two families to become one, but..."

"Brother, if you are worried, I will let the scholar give you a wisp of soul. As long as you think about it, his soul will be annihilated!"

Chen Weiyang shouted at Chen Shusheng, "Quickly separate a strand of your spirit and give it to your master."

Chen Shusheng sighed slightly and had to do as Chen Weiyang asked.

"We are all family, why should we be so formal?"

Chen An said this, but he still accepted Chen Shusheng's soul.

The two opponents did not pose a threat for the time being, but now that he was about to condense his Infant, he had to act carefully to avoid any unexpected complications.

Once the Nascent Soul is formed, this wisp of soul will be useless and can be returned to the other party.

　More updates are coming!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)