Chapter 430 Am I Really Not the Wild Father He Left Behind?

Ziyuan Daxue smiled softly: "Sister Xiaolu is very nice and kind.

Anxunlu... well, he is very talkative and jealous. He likes to say bad things about people behind their backs. You have to be careful."

"Ziyuan Daxue, I not only like to say bad things about people behind their backs, but also in front of others!"

Anxunlu glared at Ziyuan Daxue, with murderous intent on his body.

This made Qi Yuan more certain that the bloodline of Ziyuantian... had problems.

The cultivators here are all a bit divine.

Like the Moon God Palace and cultivators from other places, they are much more ordinary.

When communicating on the surface, they are polite and courteous.

"Humph, he just came to Ziyuantian and he is the leader of the demons like us. I want to see what he can do!"

This Anxunlu is also a ruthless person, and he is vigorous and resolute.

This scene made Qi Yuan blink his eyes.

This is the taste of the world of immortal cultivation.

In the past, the people he faced were too friendly.

For example, when he went to the Jiang family this time, no little jerk came out to provoke him.

"What is your cultivation level? I will lower myself to the same level as you, otherwise don't say it's unfair."

"I am Zifu." Qi Yuan answered seriously.

An Xunlu's face suddenly turned red with anger: "You are shameless!"

This person is too shameless!

Pretending to be Zifu.

"I am really Zifu, I am not lying." Qi Yuan said seriously.

Ziyuan Daxue next to him saw An Xunlu being humiliated and laughed: "I testify that he is really Zifu."

"Humph!" An Xunlu was so angry that her chest trembled, revealing a large area of ​​spring.

She flicked her sleeves, stomped her feet and flew away.

This scene disappointed Qi Yuan.

He also wanted to see what level the "Zifu" of the big power was.

Ziyuan Daxue narrowed her eyes and said ambiguously: "Is it white or big?"

"Ah?" Qi Yuan was a little confused and didn't understand what Ziyuan Daxue meant.

"Her... do you want to suck it?"

"... Hey, can you stop being such a bitch?" Qi Yuan was speechless.

Is the brain of this person from Hei Mo Yuan too abnormal?

Zi Yuan Xiaolu next to her blushed and clutched the corner of her clothes. If she wasn't shy, she would probably cover her ears.

"I'm just talking. I advise you not to dream. You don't have a chance to suck it. The person An Xunlu likes... is Hei Jian." When mentioning Hei Jian, Zi Yuan Da Xue's face showed a rare solemn expression.

"Hey, don't make up dirty rumors for me. I don't want to... that An Xunlu!" Qi Yuan was speechless.

This person from Hei Mo Yuan is so good at making up rumors!

However, this situation is also very common on Blue Star.

Common case.

One person posted a message, is xx impotent?

Later, other people posted a message, saying that xx was impotent.

Well... the rumor was successful.

However, this also needs time to brew.

This Zi Yuan Da Xue's rumor was not prepared at all.

Qi Yuan thinks that the reason why the Ziyuan clan can live so long despite being so talkative is because of their strong bloodline.

"Alas, you have no sense of humor. I said so much just to draw out the Black Sword."

"Wait, how do you know about cells?" Qi Yuan blinked.

Could it be a fellow villager?

"We in the Black Demon Abyss have studied bloodlines. It's not too much to create the word 'cell', right?" Ziyuan Daxue looked at Qi Yuan like a bumpkin.

Qi Yuan understood immediately after hearing this.

He has become a Yang God. If his eyes are not as good as a microscope, then he is too bad.

"You guys should work harder and practice the "Ancestor Blood Sutra" to suppress the Black Sword.

The Black Sword guy is called the Light of the Black Demon Abyss.

I am very rebellious and I don't like him." Ziyuan Daxue said seriously.

The Black Sword is known as the first prodigy of the Black Demon Abyss and can become a great truth.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary great truth, but a great truth like the one in Taihuang Palace who has comprehended the supreme truth.

In the years since Hei Mo Yuan became the overlord of the Sixth Heaven, no one has ever comprehended the great truth of the supreme truth.

Therefore, he values ​​Hei Jian particularly.

Tianjiao like Ziyuan Daxue has also been instilled with a lot of ideas.

After entering the Yangshen, he should focus on Hei Jian.

She naturally did not accept it in her heart.

"Sister Niu Jiao, don't worry, you helped me last time, and I will help you deal with Hei Jian next time." Qi Yuan patted his chest and said.

"You still take it seriously?" Ziyuan Daxue said speechlessly.

However, thinking that Xue Pao regarded the person from Taihuang Palace as a great enemy, it is normal to look down on Hei Jian.

"I'm just talking, don't really go to Hei Jian for trouble, this person is very scary, he is... the disciple of Hei Mo Yuanzu, even our ancestors have to call him a junior brother when they see him." Ziyuan Daxue looked solemn.

Hei Mo Yuanzu is the eldest of the nine elders of Hei Mo Yuan, and the remaining eight elders are mostly his disciples.

So, Hei Jian's seniority is higher than them.

Ziyuan Daxue shrugged: "Your cave is in front, so I won't go there.

It just so happens that Ziyuan Xiaolu is very virtuous and good at housework, so let her help you clean up the cave."

After saying that, Ziyuan Daxue yawned and left.

Although the ancestor was optimistic about the blood robe, Ziyuan Daxue also understood that no matter how strong the blood robe's bloodline was, it could not compare to the black sword.

The black demon ancestor's blood... is limited.

In the empty land, only Qi Yuan and the shy Ziyuan Xiaolu were left.

"Fenjiao sister, I'll leave the cleaning to you!"

Qi Yuan looked at Ziyuan Xiaolu with a gentle expression.

Ziyuan Xiaolu blushed, as if she was embarrassed by Qi Yuan's address.

She lowered her head and whispered: "Okay."

After Ziyuan Xiaolu finished speaking, she flew towards Qi Yuan's steel cave.

Suddenly, thousands of Ziyuan Xiaolu appeared in the air and scattered in various places in the steel cave.

Qi Yuan saw this scene, put his hand on his chin, his face solemn, as if thinking about something extremely important.

Finally, after dozens of breaths, Qi Yuan's face showed excitement.

"If I abduct Ziyuan Xiaolu to Blue Star, some of them will work in electronics factories to screw screws, wouldn't they be able to make a lot of money; some of them will go to a certain country to be homeless, wouldn't they eat that country out of money?"

The more Qi Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that he was smart, and he had discovered a huge business opportunity.

This also made him quite excited.

Immediately, he didn't think much about it.

Frequent use of the brain can easily lead to mental excitement and insomnia.

He entered the tidied cave and sorted it out a little.

He took out the "Ancestor Blood Sutra" and looked at it carefully.

[This is a bloodline transition technique, with a total of several loopholes. If it is corrected in..., the practice speed can be increased by more than a hundred times. 】

Qi Yuan's eyes returned to his old business, and he saw the loopholes of "Ancestor Blood Sutra" at a glance.

He also got more information about "Ancestor Blood Sutra".

"The God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts actually also contains a special bloodline."

"The Devouring Primitive... is not."

Qi Yuan actually had many guesses in his mind when he was approached by Ziyuan Daxue.

At first, he thought that the Devouring Primitive given to him by the Holy Mother of No Food was an extremely special bloodline.

The result was the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts.

"So, practicing this "Ancestor Blood Sutra" can also improve the potential of my God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts bloodline, and then improve my strength?"

Qi Yuan thought thoughtfully.

After returning from Gongxing, his cultivation of the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts stagnated.

The road of martial arts seems to have come to an end.

Now, here I see the way to improve the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"The God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts seems to value bloodline more."

"The way of immortality is enlightenment and the way."

These are two roads.

"Will the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God become a big muscle tyrant?" Qi Yuan hesitated.

But after thinking about it, he swallowed a star.

His Dharma body is already a big muscle tyrant.

"Start to adapt the "Ancestor Blood Art", practice!"

Without thinking, Qi Yuan began to seriously adapt the "Ancestor Blood Art".

Outside the Iron Cave, Ziyuan Xiaolu's tens of thousands of clones were still using various spells to clean up, very carefully and meticulously.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and began to work seriously.

Three days later, Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

A ray of black flowed in his eyes.

He had a surprised look on his face: "The "Ancestor Blood Art" is so strong?"

After adapting the "Ancestor Blood Art", he practiced quickly and finally stepped into the first level through his own efforts.

With this breakthrough, he discovered the power of this spell.

His cultivation of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God has... doubled!

This is extremely terrifying!

"Isn't it said that it is difficult for Yang Shen to improve his cultivation? How can it be so simple?"

Qi Yuan is in a good mood.

The first layer is so terrifying.

After perfecting the cultivation, wouldn't it beat the Great Principle?

Even stronger?

But at this time, Qi Yuan stopped practicing.

He felt that he practiced too hard and felt a little weak, so he had to rest for a while.

Combine work and rest.

According to an inappropriate example, this kind of practice requires a kind of blood cells. When this kind of cells are used up, you have to wait for regeneration before practicing.

This situation actually exists objectively.

But ordinary cultivators in the Black Demon Abyss will not encounter it.

After all, they practice slowly.

"Let's see what gift their ancestors gave me?"

Qi Yuan then remembered that Ziyuan Zu also gave him a small gift.

He opened the storage bag that Ziyuan Tan handed to him and looked at it carefully.

Things sent by the Great Principle must be guarded against.

In an instant, a drop of extremely black blood fell into Qi Yuan's eyes.

This drop of blood exudes an extremely terrifying breath.

It seems that falling down can crush a planet.

Qi Yuan also smelled a strong sense of crisis.

Through this drop of blood, he seemed to see a supreme strong man.

"This is..."

[Black Demon Ancestor Blood, the source of the Black Demon Abyss bloodline, the blood treasure, the blood left behind when a creature transformed. 】

The left eyebrow jumped wildly.

It showed that this was a good thing and there was no danger.

"It smells so good..."

Qi Yuan was a little hungry.

He swallowed half of the drop of blood in one gulp.

There was still half left.

He didn't swallow it.

Because... he was full.

In an instant, Qi Yuan had a strong feeling of fullness, and he felt that his energy was strong again.

Countless changes occurred and changed in his body.

He felt that his body seemed to be stronger.

Even if there was no fairy power to protect his body, he would not feel pain if he was hit by a nasal spray when he met the previous enemies.

"I feel so strong now!"

"I can eat 100 million white flour buns in one meal, without drinking water!"

"No wonder my family wants to swallow the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor, it's a great tonic!"

"I came to the right place in the Black Demon Abyss, it's my blessed land!"

Qi Yuan's eyes were deep and full of expectations.

He was so energetic that he wanted to run around the blue star a few times.

However, he hesitated again.

Why was the old ancestor of Ziyuantian so good to him?

When something goes wrong, there must be a reason!

Qi Yuan thought, and his figure flashed out of the cave bedroom.

Not far away, Ziyuan Xiaolu lowered her head, the pink horns on her head shone brightly, as if she was banging her head against a door.

Like an ox plowing a field.

"Pink Horn Girl!" Qi Yuan shouted.

Only then did Ziyuan Xiaolu stop her movements and trotted up to Qi Yuan with a look on her face, panting: "Brother Xuepao, what's wrong?"

The blood robe is the leader of the five demons, so it is appropriate for her to call her senior.

"I'm secretly asking you about an important matter, but please don't tell anyone else!" Qi Yuan looked solemn.

Ziyuan Xiaolu nodded vigorously, feeling a little happy in her heart.

This senior brother still trusts her.

She clenched her small fists and approached Qi Yuan: "Brother Xuepao, please tell me."

"I would like to ask, does Zi Yuantian's ancestor have any relatives left behind, such as his father...his ancestors or something?" Qi Yuan asked his question.

This confused Ziyuan Xiaolu: "This... this junior sister doesn't know."

How could the private affairs of Zi Yuantian's ancestor be known to her like a mere myth?

"Brother Xuepao, why are you asking these questions?" Ziyuan Xiaolu felt a little apprehensive.

More puzzling.

In the world of Ziyuantian, if the ancestors talk about it like this, they will feel it at any time.

"Didn't my ancestor give me a meeting gift?" Qi Yuan looked suspicious.

"Ah?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was still puzzled and a little jealous in her heart.

"The meeting gift he gave me is a bit precious. I'll give you a sneak peek and don't tell anyone else!"

Qi Yuan said, opening a corner of the storage bag.

Ziyuan Xiaolu came closer, her eyes widened and round: "Black! Demon! Ancestor! Blood!!"

She was shaken, with a look of disbelief on her face.

This is the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor!

Even Yang Shen in the Perfect Realm is not eligible to receive it if he has not established a huge industry for the Black Demonic Abyss.

Only existences like the Nine Elders have a share.

The result... was given the blood robe?

How could she not be shocked.

As a result, what Qi Yuan said next made her even more nervous.

"The Black Demon's ancestral blood is so precious. If your ancestors are willing to give it to me, there must be a reason.

I doubt very much whether I am your ancestor who has been left in the Black Demon Abyss for many years. "Qi Yuan thought seriously.

As for him being the son of Zi Yuanzu?

No need to think about it.

Both his parents died when he was young.

Since he is not someone else's son, there is only one truth, he is someone else's ancestor!

Otherwise, why would others do anything nice to him for no reason?

Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked her eyes, and her little tongue slid across her moist lips, seeming quite shocked.

She said aggrievedly: "Senior Brother Blood-robed, I don't know about this kind of thing..."

She didn't dare to take Qi Yuan's words.

If the ancestor knew about it and got angry, she would be done with it.

"Alas..." Qi Yuan sighed, "I won't make it difficult for you anymore."

When Ziyuan Xiaolu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Xuepao, please don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing. If the ancestors hear it... I'm afraid...

Also, Xiaolu’s mouth is the tightest. Brother Xuepao, please don’t worry! "

Qi Yuan nodded: "Well, you continue cleaning, I'll go out and take a look."

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

He was going to ask Ziyuan Daxue, An Xunlu, and other monks from Ziyuantian. His ancestor gave him the Black Demon ancestral blood. Is he his ancestor's wild father?

Humans are all curious, and Qi Yuan is no exception.

At the same time, outside the sky, Zi Yuanzu's body was twisted, and Zhili was twisted into a ball.

The conversation between Qi Yuan and Ziyuan Xiaolu involved him, so naturally he could not escape his perception.

"You...brain!"

"What do you think!"

He is already very old and has lived for an unknown number of years.

How could he have a father and ancestors left behind?

But suddenly, he thought of something, and his eyes became suspicious again.

"Isn't he really my little ancestor?"