V1.Chapter 33

The night is quiet.

The darkness inside the tent cut off the cold outside.

Needle gold was lying on a mat made of dead leaves and hay, covered with a thin quilt.

Before, he and Zidi had been living in the open air. Now the conditions are very comfortable and warm.

Waves of weakness still lingered in his body.

This is the aftereffect of drinking the medicine.

The comfortable sleeping environment, as well as the fatigue and weakness of the body, did not make Zhen Jin fall asleep.

The boy kept his eyes wide and his eyebrows frowned, remembering the emptiness when he drank the medicine and immediately vomited ice blood.

"No mistake, it's almost the same feeling!" Needle gold is now quite certain.

At the beginning, when dealing with the blade spider, he lacked the only dagger and could not cut the spider's silk, so he was in a very dangerous situation. But at the critical moment of life and death, his hands suddenly turned into sharp claws, straight through the spider's body.

Therefore, the Jedi fought back, killed the blade spider, and turned the corner.

After that, his hands changed again, and a deep, unspeakable sense of emptiness was conveyed from his body.

These two feelings are the same.

"The principle of the therapeutic agent is to condense the frost magic in my body into a ball and induce vomiting."

"Therefore, this feeling of emptiness should be the sudden huge consumption of magic in my body."

Zhen Jin attaches great importance to this discovery.

Because this ability of variation contains great value.

In the current situation, if Zhen Jin can't motivate him all the time, it's difficult for him to give full play to his real strength.

If he can turn his hands into claws again in the face of despair, he will undoubtedly have a strong card.

After all, in front of this card, silver level blade spiders are fatal.

"According to my current thinking, when Zidi treated me, she actually inadvertently made a transformation potion?"

"So I mastered the transformation of monkey tailed brown bear?"

Transfiguration potion is a kind of magic potion, which is made by powerful potion masters and can even turn people into dragons temporarily.

For nearly a hundred years, transfiguration potions have swept the upper class of the human race.

The key figure is Duke Amy.

The Duchess is not only powerful and powerful, but also very fond of beauty.

There are hundreds of transfiguration drugs developed by her own.

Unlike previous potions masters, most of the potions made by Duke Amy are very basic.

The effect is very slight.

After drinking, people often change their skin color and hair color, or make their nose taller, their eyes bigger, and so on.

Now in the market of the saint Ming Empire, Emmy transfiguration potion has become a household name and sold well all year round. This business has also become the biggest source of interest for emmerion.

Zhen Jin remembers carefully.

He charged to death and killed the monkey tailed brown bear. He was seriously injured and dying, and he was in a coma for several times. He also had a blurred vision between the comas.

He also clearly remembered a scene in which Zidi directly injected bear blood into his body.

According to Zidi's later explanation, she was also in a hurry and had to take risks. Fortunately, she succeeded in her adventure!

"Bear blood contains a lot of magic, just like I eat goat meat. These magic lurks in my body. After changing, it consumes this part of magic, causing me to have a strong sense of emptiness."

"Of course, in addition, there is another possibility - or fighting."

"This situation is still complicated."

"At that time of life and death, maybe I was inspired to my potential, and in an instant, I was inspired by instinct."

"It is forbidden to urge the low-level magic fighting spirit on this island, but the real upper limit of the prohibition has not been accurately calculated yet. Maybe I am a golden cultivation. At the critical moment, I temporarily broke through the blockade and displayed the golden fighting spirit."

"Gold level morale is not the key."

"The key is that at that dangerous juncture, my blood also awakened!"

Once the blood awakens, people's appearance will change.

For example, a knight with dragon blood will grow dragon scales on the surface of his body.

Another example is the warlock containing Hydra. After the blood awakens, the Terran's round pupil will become a vertical snake pupil.

Marquis jinmunk of the saint Ming Empire is a strong man at the holy domain level. In recent years, he has been very active in the battlefield and has a very famous reputation. Whenever he fought with blood, his anger filled his whole body and stimulated his blood to wake up, which would make him surrounded by golden trivial lightning. At the same time, all his black hair turned to gold, and the hair swelled and formed into blocks, like congested muscles.

Blood awakening is not common, even for the strong, only some people have it.

Because only when the blood in the body reaches a high concentration, can there be such a possibility of awakening.

"If I am a gold cultivator, according to my current age, I must be extremely gifted. And this talent means that I have quite strong blood! It is not surprising that blood awakening occurs to me."

"It's just that my blood, traced back to the source, should be the golden queen bee. After the blood awakens, it has the characteristics of the queen bee. How can it be a pair of claws?"

"Maybe there are other blood vessels in my body?"

It's not certain.

Human nobles often have erosive private lives and mixed blood. Moreover, some blood vessels, if not stimulated, will lurk for life.

"Under the stimulation of death, I triggered a golden fight, and some mysterious blood on my body awakened, and my hands changed into claws. But why is it the same claw as monkey tailed brown bears? Is it really a coincidence?"

Therefore, under the comprehensive consideration of needle gold, I still think that the first transformation potion is the most likely.

The latter kind of blood awakening may not be absent, but the probability is relatively small.

Then, this brings a new problem.

"Is there any magic of monkey tailed brown bear in my body?"

"Is this magic still eroding me?"

The consequences of magic erosion are very serious.

Basically, different blood lines cannot coexist peacefully.

If there are two blood lines in the human aristocracy, they are basically one high and one low, one strong and one weak. In the subsequent practice process, the higher blood vessels will become stronger and stronger, and finally drive away the lower weak blood vessels.

If both blood lines are advanced and are unwilling to give up, it will be more troublesome. We must practice specific Qi fighting formulas and pay attention to the balance of these two blood vessels. Balance can be based on one blood vessel and supplemented by another. It can also be that the two blood vessels maintain the same strength. Once the balance is broken, there will be fierce conflicts between blood vessels, and the extraordinary will end up worrying, injured or dead. Blood determines qualification, which is the key to mastering strength in the future.

The pursuit of human blood is always persistent and crazy.

Nobles will try to intermarry with the strong of higher blood. Nobles marry each other. The private life of nobles is confused. In addition to personal lust, it is to create qualified family descendants.

Among all races, Terrans are good at reproduction, which is much better than elves and dwarves. However, among the descendants of aristocrats, only a few people with outstanding qualifications will always be born.

Moreover, the more powerful the life level of individuals, the more difficult it is to reproduce. Fertility is also expensive.

In addition to procreation, human beings also adopt other heretical methods.

For example, using magic, making potions, creating a living environment, trading with demons, and so on, forcibly planting higher blood in the body.

It is not impossible to forcibly adulterate higher blood. There are even many ways to temporarily succeed.

But the results are often painful.

The first is the human body variation, which produces terror pervading distortion. This deformity is not only physical, but also spiritual. In many cases, there are symptoms of madness, balderdash, confusion, dementia and so on.

Secondly, the original stability of life has been completely broken, life expectancy has been extremely reduced, and the survival time is not long.

Finally, the death of the soul.

Needle gold has never heard of the use of external forces to obtain blood and complete success.

Blood is so rare and crucial.

Advanced blood brings excellent qualifications. Excellent qualifications form a powerful force after time's brewing.

And power means power.

It is precisely because of such a solid foundation that human nobles are nobles and can surpass the vast majority of their peers.

Blood is the cornerstone and pride of noble existence!

"Zi Di treated me and inadvertently made a transfiguration potion. This transfiguration potion can mutate my hands into the sharp claws of beasts. This means that external forces are mixed with the blood of monkey tailed brown bears."

"This kind of low blood has a bad effect of pollution on my own noble blood."

"If this kind of influence is relatively high, my cultivation qualification will also decline."

Transfiguration potions cannot be abused.

The consequences of abuse are serious and costly.

"No matter whether I'm silver or gold, I'm still young and I still have a long way to go in the future. These are just the beginning, not the end."

"If this metamorphosis potion makes my future dim, it's not worth the loss."

Bronze, black iron, silver, gold.

On top of this, there are legends and holy lands.

Above the holy land, there is stronger!

Who doesn't want to be a legend, a holy land, and a stronger one?

Needle gold didn't want to see that he hindered his growth because of the blood of monkey tailed brown bear, reduced his potential and hope, and darkened his originally bright future.

"I feel the sense of emptiness. It is the magic in my body that has consumed a lot. So is the magic of the monkey tailed brown bear consumed?"

"I have mutated my hands once before, can I consume all the corresponding magic? Now, is there any residue in my body?"

"After that, no matter how I try, my hands can't change. Can this prove that the relevant magic has been exhausted in my body?"

"This time, I drank the medicine, and the alien magic in my body was gathered and vomited out."

"Is the potion made by Zidi effective for the magic of frost and monkey tailed brown bears?"

"Maybe I should reveal everything. Please help me design a targeted emetic for me?"

Zhen Jin's thoughts were complicated. He was weak in the end. Soon after, he fell asleep in the tent.

"Where is this? Am I dreaming?"

I don't know how long it took, he found himself in a wide place.

In front of him was a long wooden table with bows and arrows. A hundred meters away, there are three arrow targets.

The wooden table is rough in style. The arrow target is a human shape made of straw, and a round white cloth is hung on the head. The white cloth depicts multiple concentric circles, and the central circle is specially filled with red fuel.

This is a shooting range for arrow training.

There are only two people in the shooting range.

One is needle gold, the other is a middle-aged man, with a straight body, two slender moustaches, and a slightly raised face always with a touch of aristocratic pride.

For this middle-aged man, Zhen Jin knows it.

This is his father and the patriarch of the contemporary hundred needle family.

Because of his incomplete memory, Zhen Jin lacked affection for the middle-aged man in front of him, but the memory of the previous scenes emerged, letting him know the close relationship between them.

"Father, I follow your call." Zhen Jin found himself talking.

The hundred needle patriarch nodded slightly, "it's been several days since you came back from the imperial capital. I'll test you to see if your training in the imperial capital has been lax. This time, let's compare archery. If you can win me, I'll give you the fast bee."

Hearing this, Zhen Jin's eyes suddenly lit up.

Xun Feng is a flying mount. Although it can only fly about three meters above the ground, it is also valuable and rarely circulated in the market.

In the Empire, only a few aristocrats mastered the technology of cultivating fast bees. The hundred needle family is one of them.

But the next moment, Zhen Jin heard himself speak in a sad and hesitant tone: "but father, your arm..."

Zhen Jindun knew that the time of this scene should be shortly after the battle between Baizhen patriarch and Qingkui.

Needle gold is more than relevant memory. He knows that his father, Baizhen patriarch, is powerful, but in the battle with Qingkui, he was cut off an arm because of numbness and carelessness.

Indeed, now only one arm of the hundred needle patriarch, how to hold a bow and shoot arrows?

The hundred needle clan leader didn't care: "it doesn't matter, you shoot first."

Needle gold then picked up the long bow, skillfully took the arrow, swish, hit the head of the target.

It may be that at that time, Zhijin was in a low mood, so he didn't hit the heart.

Pin Jin put the long bow on the long table.

It's the turn of the hundred needle patriarch.

The hundred needle patriarch smiled. He stretched out his hand to untie the button of his clothes, revealing a hidden pocket on the inside of his clothes.

There are ten long needles densely arranged on the hidden pocket.

These needles are the same length, and each one is about the same length as an adult's index finger. They seem to be crystal texture, but also reveal a faint cloud white, which is not completely transparent.

"Watch it, my son." The hundred needle clan leader twisted out one of the white crystal long needles with his index finger and middle finger.

At the next moment, gold's fighting spirit was inspired by him and instilled into the white crystal needle.

The white crystal long needle twinkled with a bright golden luster in an instant.

Facing the target, the hundred needle clan leader bent his fingers gently and shot.

Whew!

A sharp scream through the air suddenly sounded beside the needle gold ear.

At the same time, he saw the long golden needle passing through the air, leaving a bright light.

The light stretched straight and hit the target. Immediately, there was a bang, and the whole target was completely blown to pieces!

"Is this?!" Needle gold opened her mouth slightly, and her face was full of shock.

The hundred needle clan leader smiled and explained, "there are many kinds of fighting skills, some of which cannot be easily revealed. The world calls them secret skills. What you see now is the secret skill handed down from generation to generation in our hundred needle family - the roar of sharp needles. Do you want to learn?"

"Yes! Please give me your father's advice." Zhen Jin shouted, and his spirit was obviously uplifted, sweeping away the previous depression and gloom.

The hundred needle patriarch immediately taught and handed a white crystal long needle to needle gold.

Taking this opportunity to observe carefully, Zhen Jin couldn't help saying, "this white crystal flying needle is unusual, at least it's a gold level equipment!"

After that, Zhen Jin found that he had tried many times, but failed.

"You have mastered the key, and there are no mistakes in the process. It's not surprising that you didn't succeed." The middle-aged aristocrat answered, "the reason why you failed is that your morale reserve is too small. Using the secret skill of sharp needle roar will consume a lot of morale. Even a golden cultivation can only trigger ten needles in a row."

"According to your current total morale, if you instill it all, you should be able to barely give a shot." The hundred needle clan leader immediately estimated.

Zhen Jin smiled bitterly, "father, isn't it a little dangerous for me to use this secret skill?"

Only after exhausting all the fighting energy can we barely give out a stitch.

If this needle fails to hit the target when facing the enemy, then the situation of needle gold will be very difficult without the support of fighting spirit.

The smile on the hundred needle patriarch's face gradually converged, and his expression turned serious.

He stared at Zhen Jin with deep meaning and said, "my son, the reality is always cruel. Whether it's fighting or other aspects, you will always be at risk."

"Many times, you will find that shooting a needle with all your strength is the wisest choice."

"It's very uncomfortable to temporarily consume all the fighting Qi in the body. But sometimes, we have to do this."

"Don't be afraid of risk and sacrifice!"