Longevity starts with learning.

Chapter 270 Transplantation and Breakthrough?
"Ouch..."

"Roar……"

The roar was shrill, resounding through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves flew from the vibration, soaring straight into the sky, but was blocked by invisible restraints, and isolated in the bamboo forest.

The blood-stained iron cage has been opened, and the giant wolf's limbs and head are tightly locked by invisible chains of chains. No matter how the giant wolf struggles and roars, it is difficult to move.

Standing in front of the giant wolf, Chu Mu's consciousness circulated, bloodstains appeared, and experiments on bloodlines were carried out bit by bit.

A book of detailed explanations of bloodlines also gave him a detailed understanding of the bloodlines of monsters.

According to the description in the jade slips, the bloodline of monsters is a kind of existence like the rules of heaven and earth.

The bloodlines of monsters all have their ancestors.

After long years of evolution, the races have reproduced alternately. If any monster is traced to its source, I am afraid that some traces of terrifying monsters from ancient times can be found.

Just like the real dragon in the legend, the so-called dragon has nine sons, and the sons are different. In the world of cultivating immortals in Dachu, it may be difficult to see dragon monsters.

But... Even if it is an ordinary secular snake, deep in its blood, there must be a deep dragon blood hidden, with the possibility of transforming into a dragon.

However, this possibility is extremely slim!
This is just like the secular world. After countless years of reproduction, any mortal, his ancestor, may be a great power.

It's just that when people cultivate their spiritual roots and embark on the journey of immortality, they cultivate themselves, not returning to their ancestors.

As for the return of the bloodlines of monsters to their ancestors, the most amazing thing is that once the relevant bloodlines are awakened, they will inevitably obtain the inheritance of the relevant bloodlines.

The amount of inheritance depends on the purity of the bloodline.

Of course, such as Wangcai's peak period is at most in the second-order wolf bloodline, and obviously there will be no inheritance.

Unless, the monster with the blood of the Black Mountain Canglang can change its fate again and again, stepping onto the level of the legendary ancient monster.

If it reproduces like this, it cannot be said that the blood of the Black Mountain Canglang, even if it is not inferior to the terrifying blood of any other monsters, will have a complete blood inheritance.

However, this kind of inheritance only exists in the transformation and devouring of monsters of the same kind.

That is to say, if it is a snake, transplanted, or coincidentally possesses the blood of a wolf monster, then there will be no inheritance, and at most it will have the various characteristics of the blood of a monster.

The same is true for the bloodline cultivation of immortal cultivators. They will only have the characteristics of bloodlines, but not the inheritance of bloodlines.

According to the detailed description of the bloodline, this characteristic seems to be engraved deep in the bloodline, which belongs to the inscription of the rules of heaven and earth, and cannot be changed or surpassed.

As for the need to transplant blood, there are also detailed records in the detailed explanation of the blood.

There is even a set of secret techniques for blood vessel transplantation!

However, both preparation and operation are extremely cumbersome.

Normally, the success rate is very low.

If it's not normal...

Under the "blessing of spiritual brilliance", the giant wolf in front of him was already covered in bloodstains, and strands of blood essence appeared around his fingertips.

The tyranny and resistance derived from the instinct of monsters undoubtedly made the difficulty increase almost linearly.

Of the two giant wolves, one has already died because of this, and now it is the second and last one.

As time went on bit by bit, the desperate roar in the bamboo forest became weaker and weaker.

About three hours passed, the roar disappeared, and the struggling giant wolf was lying on the ground, motionless.

"Success?"

Feeling the weak breathing of the giant wolf, Chu Mu was a little surprised.

The process was complicated, but he was sure of himself, and he didn't miss anything, and he didn't do anything wrong.

Everything ended smoothly.

In front of...

Chu Mu stepped forward, wanting to find out.

"Roar!"

He had just squatted down, and with a roar, the crouching demon body suddenly exploded, and the bloody mouth bit him directly on the head!

Chu Mu flicked his sleeves lightly without rejoicing, and the monster that was biting it was like a puddle of mud, was slapped aside, and fell hard on the iron cage.

At this moment, the invisible chains tightened instantly, restraining the giant wolf again.

The giant wolf roared non-stop, completely gone from the previous lethargy, only strong hostility and tyranny.

He chuckled lightly, and raised his hand to press it down. The giant wolf with its head raised and howling was directly pinned to the ground, struggling desperately, but it was difficult to move.

At this moment, the divine sense was released, and mercilessly invaded the giant wolf's body, observing the condition of the transplanted blood.

It took about half an hour before he slowly withdrew his consciousness, and while his mind moved slightly, he also recorded many observations in the jade slip.

He looked at Wangcai who was lying on the side, pondered for a while, then penetrated into the storage ring with his consciousness, and the blood essence of Wolverine was still preserved and sealed.

"Observe for a while."

Chu Mu pursed his lips, and turned his eyes to the giant wolf that had been successfully transplanted.

In the detailed explanation of the bloodline, although the records are quite clear, it is obvious that it is better to have actual experience to support the details.

For the next month or so, Chu Mu didn't cultivate, and stayed by the giant wolf's side all day and all night, observing every move of the giant wolf, and even the changes in its blood vessels, every bit of it was recorded in the book.

Judging from the observation, this time the transplant seems to be quite successful.

This giant wolf has almost perfectly adapted to the transplanted blood, and under the influence of the blood, its posture has changed visible to the naked eye.

It's as if, from one species, it has transformed into another species.

The role of blood is very domineering and unreasonable.

only……

The character of the giant wolf, or... instinct, seems to change with the change of blood.

Bloodline... will affect the instinctive character of monsters.

"It shouldn't be a big problem..."

Chu Mu caressed Wangcai's fur. At this moment, he was also a little uncertain.

After all, Wangcai transformed from a secular world into a monster, and his instinct and personality also changed accordingly. The tyranny of the monster was not there in the world.

There is no way to avoid this kind of instinctive influence of blood!
If the transformation continues like this, he is not too worried, but if it is transplanted from outside, will the double impact...

As his thoughts flowed, there was already a bit of gloom between his brows.

"Woooo..."

Wangcai rubbed against the corner of Chu Mu's clothes, showing a well-behaved demeanor.

Chu Mu lowered his head to look, his eyes were dim, but he suddenly laughed at himself.

From the secular world to the present, decades of spring and autumn...

If it really changes, so what if he treats Wangcai as a chance?

"Get ready, I'll change your life for you..."

Chu Mu rubbed Wangcai's head lightly, and smiled freely.

As he stepped forward, his fingertips flicked lightly, a flash of fire flickered, and a violent roar came suddenly in the iron cage.

In just a few breaths, the monster in the iron cage was reduced to ashes amidst the flames.

Outside the thatched cottage, Wangcai seemed to know what was going to happen, so he lay obediently on the ground, quietly.

Chu Mu sat cross-legged in the courtyard, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

About half a day passed, and Chu Mu slowly opened his eyes when he was full of energy and energy.

With the slight movement of the sleeves, dozens of spiritual materials floated in front of him.

He raised his hand to make a formula, and flung out a series of forbidden runes. Under the staggered light, the fire suddenly appeared, and these spiritual materials also melted one by one.

It finally fell into the sky, compatible with the formation, forming a scarlet circular formation suspended in the sky.

"Bloodline transplant formation ban... successful!"

In the end, with Chu Mu's low shout, the suspended formation slowly fell towards the ground, and finally accompanied by a roar, the formation fell to the ground, as if engraved on the ground, scarlet and dazzling.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the surging spiritual consciousness circulated in the formation, and any trivial details were shrouded in the spiritual consciousness.

"go in."

He took a deep breath, his voice flat, neither sad nor happy.

Wangcai, who was crouching on the side, seemed to have received an order, slowly got up, and crouched obediently in the center of the formation.

He looked up at the sky, the weather was just right, the scorching sun hung high, and the venomous sunlight fell on the earth, but under the effect of the house restraint, it was difficult for the scorching sun's venom to penetrate the slightest bit, only the glare of the sun.

With a slight movement of the mind, the prohibition covering the courtyard dissipated, the venomous sunlight fell, and the heat of the day instantly filled the bamboo forest.

The blood red of the forbidden formation seemed to be suppressed under the scorching sun, and it was obviously dimmed a little.

After checking the bloodline transplantation barrier and his many preparations for the last time, there was only calm determination left in his eyes.

"let's start……"

The sleeves surged, and in the storage space, the mass of blood essence suddenly turned around and floated in front of him.

At this moment, the dim bloodlines were bloody, and there seemed to be countless blood snakes circulating in the formation, and finally gathered on Wangcai's body.

A series of bloodstains visible to the naked eye also appeared on Wangcai's body, stained with blood, and the scarlet blood that was forbidden in the formation was obviously thicker.

His consciousness moved slightly, while manipulating this group of blood essence, he also paid attention to the operation of the formation and the state of Wangcai.

Bloodline transplantation, the emphasis is on erosion!

The magic of the bloodline means that the root of everything lies in the bloodline.

Wangcai's acceptance of the Wolverine bloodline transplantation meant that it had to experience the erosion of the Wolverine bloodline during the transplantation process!

This kind of erosion, inexplicable, contains the entire spirit.

It is equivalent to transforming everything that Wangcai originally belonged to Heishan Canglang into everything that belongs to Wolverine.

And the transformation of this core was completed in just half an hour.

It is entirely conceivable how terrifying erosion and transformation Wangcai would have to endure in this short half hour.

At this step, he has no way to intervene, he can only rely on Wangcai himself.

What he can do is to assist before and after this core erosion transformation.

The ultimate success or failure can only depend on Wangcai himself.

If he can persevere, the blood transplant will be successful.

If you can't persist, that... means death!

There will be no second outcome, nor can there be.

As time passed bit by bit, the blood red in the formation became more and more intense, and countless dense bloody thin threads eroded away towards Wangcai's body.

The howling of pain almost never stopped, and the huge monster body was almost distorted in the process.

Chu Mu can't do much, he can only do his best to alleviate Wangcai's pain as much as possible, and at the same time, try his best to make this transformation more perfect, more... more complete!
The Wolverine bloodline is much higher than the low-level bloodline of the Black Mountain Wolf.

According to the detailed records of the bloodline, the peak Wolverine monster is a terrifying existence that can reach the fourth level.

As for the Heishan Canglang, the completion of the first level is probably a blessing!
This kind of transplantation and transformation, converted to a cultivator, is tantamount to ascending to the sky in one step, transforming from a waste spiritual root to a heavenly spiritual root.

Obviously, although the monsters are before the fourth level and have low spiritual intelligence, the existence of blood makes all monsters have infinite possibilities.

After all, although the bloodline is fixed, it is not as predestined as the spiritual root. Even the prosperous wealth in front of him has transformed from a mundane dog to a black mountain wolf.

In the future, it is not without the possibility of transformation.

However, the probability of this possibility is very low.

But no matter how low it is, it's obviously much better than Linggentian's fate.

"Roar!"

In the end, with a roar, Wangcai's huge body seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength, and fell to the ground with a bang, dust filled the air, and bamboo leaves were flying.

After the dust dispersed and the blood mist disappeared, what caught Chu Mu's eyes was like a sculpture of a giant wolf made of metal.

The blackness in the past was just pure shiny black fur, but now, at a glance, it is as bright black as metallic luster, like a giant metal wolf with steel and iron bones.

He raised his hand to touch it, and the warmth of the flesh was still there, but the fur was no longer soft, only the coldness and hard texture of metal.

The sharp claws on the limbs are as cold as the edge of a blade, and the coldness of the metal is clearly detectable between touches.

In the perception of spiritual consciousness, Wangcai's breath still exists, and the surging power in his body is surging, and he does not hide it at all.

He placed a large amount of flesh and blood of monsters that had been prepared in front of Wang Cai, and released a large amount of spiritual energy in front of the courtyard with the formation of gathering spirits.

After finishing everything, he silently walked aside, waiting for Wangcai to wake up.

Wangcai's blood transplant was obviously different from that of the giant wolf before.

After all, the Wolverine bloodline was not the low-level bloodline he transplanted to the giant wolf before.

Whether it is quality or quantity, it is not comparable to before.

Looking at the sleeping Wangcai, Chu Mu looked calm, and in his heart... at this moment, he didn't know whether it was joy or anxiety.

The transplantation of low-level blood has changed the instinct of that giant wolf.

Today, the high-level Wolverine bloodline... and the Black Mountain Canglang bloodline, or in other words, the instinctive nature of the mundane dog...

The gap between the two is too big.

He was so old that he couldn't find a basis to give himself confidence.

As time passed, Wangcai, who was like a metal sculpture, was still crouching, and the rich aura had already filled that small space, supplying the rest of Wangcai's transformation after his bloodline had been transformed.

Chu Mu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, waiting for Wangcai to wake up.

"Ok?"

On the third day, as if he had sensed something, Chu Mu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes instantly fixed on the prostrate Wangcai.

"wrong……"

He was obviously startled, watching the surge of aura engulfed in the formation, the vaguely terrifying fluctuations...

"This is... a breakthrough?"

Chu Mu's pupils shrank slightly, surprise...joy coexisted...

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　Four thousand chapters.

　　
　
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