V1.Chapter 1392

The party woke up slowly when it was bright. After breakfast, Tong Ren and cha Chai didn't practice. Instead, they sat on the lonely peak and looked at the forest with a very large origin. They learned the origin of the forest from the wild old man, and their shock was still too weak after all, If you can create a space at will like this, then the enemy like lanran doesn't care.

The wild old man didn't have breakfast today, but kept meditating, like an old monk who is about to die. Suddenly he whooshed out a mouthful of very black, very black and extremely smelly dirty blood from his mouth. His mother's pale face became ruddy with the prominence of the dirty blood.

Tongren, who didn't know the situation, and chachai were very worried when they saw the difference of the wild old man. They immediately approached the old man.

The wild old man noticed that they were close to him. He could feel that Tongren and chachai really cared about themselves. The wild old man waved his hand and signaled that he was OK. Cha Chai and Tong people stopped.

I saw that the wild old man was scalded by the rogue's strange flame that day. There was no sign of improvement in the chest of a black hole, but he was slowly recovering at this time.

Tong Ren and cha Chai were startled by this scene. The old man's injury was much more serious than they thought. After so long, the wound burned by the strange flame has slowly improved. It seems that the flame understood by the hooligan is really terrible. I don't know which powerful means it is.

The wild old man's body began to rise slowly, rotating slowly in the air about half a meter above the ground! The wild old man's whole body radiates light

At this moment, it seemed as if all things were forbidden. The wild old man's chest fluctuated rapidly. Suddenly he took out the small black bottle from his pocket!

Tongren didn't see the little black bottle for the first time, but he was very curious about the little black bottle. He didn't know what was in it against the sky. A little bit had great magic. The last time he was seriously injured, he used a little bit of this thing to jump around in less than a day, and even had a great transformation.

The wild old man poured some things in the black bottle into his hand, sent them to his mouth, slowly closed his eyes and continued to rotate in the air,

After a quarter of an hour, the wild old man stopped all his actions. The wild old man slowly opened his eyes and stood up. The wild old man mocked himself and said, "after all, I'm still old. Such a small injury cost me so much time and energy. Alas, I have to be old."

Tongren and chachai on one side heard the words of the wild old man, and their hearts inevitably gave birth to a feeling of heroic twilight. The wild old man asked Xiang Tongren, "just now, when I was recuperating from my wound, I saw that you seemed very interested in the things in this black bottle."

Tongren was embarrassed and grabbed his messy hair and said, "I'm sorry, old man. It's not that the boy didn't mean to offend. It's because the boy saw the old man use it several times and felt that the things in this black bottle should be very extraordinary. It's inevitable to be curious."

The wild old man heard Tongren's words and said, "hahaha, you know the goods, and you found that this thing is extraordinary. Do you know what's inside?"

Tong man shook his head in confusion and answered the wild old man, "boy, how can you know what these gods are?"

The wild old man said, "yes, you don't know this thing. It's a rare treasure in my hometown."

Tongren's curiosity grew stronger when they heard that the things in the black bottle were rare treasures.

The wild old man continued to say: "It really took a lot of effort to make this thing. Its name is soul grass. Of course, it's not the real soul grass now, but it's refined by a famous medicine refining master after I got it. Its efficacy is worthy of its name. It is of great help to people's soul ability, improve their physique and treat all kinds of incurable diseases Disease or healing ".

Cha Chai was very grateful. The wild old man would use such a good medicine for himself, which was enough to reflect how good the wild old man was to them, but these did not completely attract all the attention of Cha Chai.

The wild old man fought with the hooligans that day. At the last moment, the wild old man moved the blood of the war! At that time, Cha guess was already shocked, but he didn't have a suitable opportunity to ask the wild old man.

The wild old man thought to Tong Ren. When he finished talking about the things in the black bottle, he handed the black bottle to Tong Ren and wanted to give it to Tong Ren! Tong Ren was very warm in his heart, but knowing that this thing was very good, he quickly said: "You can't do this, old man. You should take these things by yourself. Old man is so good to me and cha guess. How dare we ask you for them."

The wild old man said impatiently, "I'll give it to you. Just take it. Don't grind haw in front of me."

Tongren refused for a long time, but the stubborn old man accepted it.

The wild old man said, "when you are fatally injured or have a bottleneck in cultivation, it is very helpful for you to use such a small point. Remember not to use too much, so as not to burst you."

Tongren Xincun said gratefully, "thank you for your kindness. I will appreciate you all my life."

The wild old man turned his head and looked at Cha Chai, ignoring Tong people.

The wild old man changed his painting style and said, "guess boy, do you know what blood flows on you?"

Cha Chai thought thoughtfully for a while and said, "boy, I'm ignorant, but I know something."

The wild old man continued to say, "that's not too bad. It's really fate that you and I met. After those terrible existence over the years, you are the only person I met with the same blood power as me." when I heard Cha guess, my heart exploded.

The blood of war is almost invisible in this world. In addition to the two people now, there are those terrible powers. All the people with this kind of blood power are people with great achievements. Once they wake up and use their blood freely, no one is against them, except those who don't have eyes, but such people account for a very small part. There are quite few people in this vein, but they are people with great achievements. In the world where the wild old man lives, Those who have the blood of war can walk sideways, and the wild old man is one of them. The people who construct this space are the people behind the wild old man, and they also have the blood of war. It can be imagined how terrible this blood power is once really awakened