Full level ruthless person.

Chapter 190 Blood Sac

Soon, Fang Zhixing found out Ling Zhaoyong's address and went directly to find it.

What surprised him!

Ling Zhaoyong's home is actually just an ordinary house, plain and simple.

It stands to reason that if this person can master the Holy Blood Book of Tianluo, he is definitely a master of the Five Birds Realm and has considerable strength.

It is difficult for a person with such strong strength to do well.

However, it is really strange that Ling Zhaoyong lives in such a simple place.

Fang Zhixing thought about it and did not act rashly.

He first found Ling Zhaoyong's neighbor, spent some money, and inquired about Ling Zhaoyong's situation.

It was learned that Ling Zhaoyong was just an old man with a weird temper. He lived alone, did not interact with anyone, and had no children at home.

His only hobby is raising leeches.

Moreover, he fed the leeches with blood, so that the neighbors could often smell the strong smell of blood.

The neighbors were naturally very dissatisfied, and sometimes they would scold him if they were really angry.

But Ling Zhaoyong never spoke back, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and ignored him.

Others see him as old, so naturally they won't do anything to him.

In this way, everyone makes do with each other, looking down but not looking up.

Fang Zhixing asked several neighbors one after another and found that they had no idea that Ling Zhaoyong was a master of martial arts.

"Could it be that Ling Zhaoyong has already retired from the world?"

Fang Zhixing pondered for a while, walked around Ling Zhaoyong's house, climbed up a big tree, and opened the red blood pupil.

Condescending, glance away.

Then I saw large water tanks placed in Ling Zhaoyong's yard.

There is Qi and blood smoke rising in the tank, and the Qi and blood is even richer than ordinary people.

It was almost certain that there was a strange beast in the tank, and it was at least a first-level beast.

After a long time, a tall, muscular old man with a gray beard came back from outside.

The gray-bearded old man was holding a large piece of meat in his hand. He didn't know what kind of meat it was, but judging from the amount of Qi and blood, it was definitely the meat of a second-level alien beast.

In addition to the large piece of meat, he was also carrying a cowhide bag, which was bulging and contained some kind of liquid.

The gray-bearded old man opened the door and entered the yard, putting down the exotic animal meat and cowhide bags.

Then he brought a cutting board and a large basin.

The meat of the exotic beasts was chopped into pieces and thrown into the basin.

Then open the cowhide bag and pour out a bright red liquid.

"It's all blood!"

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, thoughtfully.

Sure enough, the next moment!
  The gray-bearded old man carried a large basin to each of the large tanks, scooped out the blood-soaked exotic animal meat and fed it to them.

The water in the tank ripples.

Big leeches crawled out one after another. They were colorful and very large, as strong as an adult's arm.

"Tsk, tsk, I'm sorry that Ling Zhaoyong really likes to feed leeches and spends a lot of money."

Fang Zhixing calculated with his fingers that it was both meat and blood from exotic animals. Feeding him three meals a day would definitely cost a lot.

But what was Ling Zhaoyong doing by feeding so many leeches?
  It can't be just because I like leeches.

Fang Zhixing fell to the ground and walked forward to knock on the door.

After a while, there was a squeaking sound!

Ling Zhaoyong opened the door, looked at Fang Zhixing in surprise, and asked, "Who are you?"

Fang Zhixing stood close and looked at Ling Zhaoyong carefully, and found that although he looked old, his complexion was fresh and rosy, giving him the impression of a child with white hair.

He showed a kind smile, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Zhang Changji is from the county and has met Senior Ling."

Ling Zhaoyong frowned, surprised, and said in confusion: "It's been almost twenty-five years since I quit the world. I didn't expect anyone in the world would remember me."

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "Senior is so famous, who doesn't know him? You may have given up on the world, but the world has always had your legend."

"Come on this."

Ling Zhaoyong waved his hand and said: "I don't like to listen to other people's flattery. If you have something to say, say it directly. Why are you looking for a good-for-nothing old man like me?"

Fang Zhixing said calmly, "Can we sit down and talk?"

Ling Zhaoyong hesitated for a moment, stepped aside, stretched out his hand in an invitation gesture and said, "Come in."

The two sat opposite each other in the courtyard.

Ling Zhaoyong said anxiously: "Don't be tempted, you can talk now."

Fang Zhixing slowly said: "Junior, let me confirm one thing for you first. The martial arts you practice is the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book", right?"

Ling Zhaoyong's face changed slightly, he looked deeply at Fang Zhixing, hesitated for a few seconds, nodded and said, "So what?"

Fang Zhixing was overjoyed and said: "To be honest, this junior also plans to practice the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book" and hopes to get guidance from seniors."

Ling Zhaoyong tilted his head, groaned, and asked in surprise: "Where did you get the technique?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "Is this important? As long as senior is willing to teach me, I will pay you a large reward, how about it?"

"Of course it matters!"

Ling Zhaoyong said categorically: "The "Tianluo Holy Blood Book" comes from the Luo family. No one can practice without the Luo family's permission. Do you really not understand the rules?"

Fang Zhixing was moved and said seriously: "Senior, are you from the Luo family?"

"It used to be!"

Ling Zhaoyong had no intention of hiding anything and said sternly: "I have worked for the Luo family for more than thirty years. I didn't retire until I couldn't do it anymore."

Fang Zhixing suddenly realized.

The Ling Zhaoyong of the past is actually who he is now!
  "I see."

Fang Zhixing stood up, gave a solemn salute, and said, "This junior also worked hard for the Luo family."

"Huh, I guessed it already!"

Ling Zhaoyong chuckled and said: "If you hadn't worked hard for the Luo family, you would have never had the chance to come into contact with the "Tianluo Holy Blood Book"."

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask: "Senior, do you dare to ask, is there anything special about this technique?"

Ling Zhaoyong replied: "The Luo family's ancestral magical skill is the "Tianluo Secret Sutra". It imitates the silk of the eight-clawed Tianluo spider, focusing on strengthening toughness and agility, forming an attack effect of 'cutting all things'. It is very terrifying! Have you seen it? Do the Luo family kill people?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and said, "I was lucky enough to see it once. The murdered person was cut into small pieces. It was too horrible to look at."

"That's right!"

Ling Zhaoyong nodded and sighed: "The Secret Sutra is so terrifying, but some people are not satisfied with it."

He spoke carefully: "There once was a weirdo in the Luo family. That person's martial arts talent was actually quite poor, and he was not valued by the clan.

As for him, he was naturally very unconvinced and thought that there was something wrong with his own constitution.

So he searched through hundreds of martial arts and practiced them one by one, hoping to find a miraculous skill and improve his physique.

As a result, he accidentally found an incomplete skill. After he perfected it, he formed a miraculous skill, the "Tiansha Blood Sea Skill". "

Fang Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and his face couldn't help but change.

Ling Zhaoyong didn't notice this and continued talking on his own.

"After he mastered the "Tiansha Blood Sea Technique", he merged this technique with the "Tianluo Secret Sutra" and created another miraculous technique, which is the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book"!"

Ling Zhaoyong chuckled and said: "This is the origin of the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book"! Because this skill contains some of the secrets of the "Tianluo Secret Sutra", it is classified as a secret by the Luo family."

Fang Zhixing quickly understood. He had vaguely felt that there seemed to be an inextricable connection between these three techniques.

Unexpectedly, a word became a prophecy!
  Fang Zhixing pondered: "Senior Ling, the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book" is derived from "Tiansha Blood Sea Technique" and "Tianluo Secret Sutra", does it mean that it is superior to these two?"

"You're thinking too much!" Ling Zhaoyong shook his head, "That's not how the score is calculated. There has never been the most powerful technique in the world, only the most powerful warrior!
  If a skill like this is very suitable for your physique, the effect of the practice will be better, that's all. "

"The Luo family's physique is naturally suitable for practicing the "Tianluo Secret Sutra", but the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book" may not be suitable for everyone."

Ling Zhaoyong raised his palm and punched forward at will.

"This is the palm of the devil!"

Fang Zhixing recognized it at a glance. He was too familiar with this explosive technique.

"As expected, you have also practiced the "Tiansha Blood Sea Technique"."

Ling Zhaoyong smiled and sighed: "The prerequisite for practicing the "Tianluo Holy Blood Book" is to first practice the "Tiansha Blood Sea Kung Fu".

It's a pity that "Tiansha Blood Sea Kung Fu" is a demonic skill with great drawbacks. There are very few people who can practice this demonic skill to a perfect state. "

Fang Zhixing remained silent for a while and replied: "Although I am not talented, I was lucky enough to do it."

Ling Zhaoyong shook his head and said with contempt in his eyes: "It seems that you have also taken the limit-breaking pill, right?"

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath and said, "Senior Ling also ate?"

"Of course!"

Ling Zhaoyong answered confidently, "I am not a member of a wealthy family. If I want to get ahead, I must find another way.

To be honest, I have tried hard, but to no avail. In the end, I had no choice but to swallow the limit-breaking pill. "

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask: "What happened next?"

Ling Zhao courageously sighed: "I have exhausted my potential and cannot break through to the Jiu Niu realm, and because of the side effects of the Limit Breaking Pill, I have premature birth.

Alas, these years, I have been hiding in this poor place, for no other reason than to think of ways to extend my life, hoping that I can live longer. "

Fang Zhixing calculated with his fingers that if Ling Zhaoyong retired at the age of fifty, he would be almost seventy-five years old now.

People who take the limit-breaking pill are often short-lived ghosts.

He looked around at the large tanks and asked in surprise: "Could it be that the secret of seniors' longevity lies in these leeches?"

"Ok!"

Ling Zhaoyong readily admitted. He stood up, reached into a large tank, and caught a big leech.

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and found that the big leech's body was covered with blood-red tumors, densely packed, some large and some small, which looked particularly oozing.

Ling Zhaoyong took out a small knife and carefully cut off the red tumors on the big leech's body, then picked it up and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Gollum~
  Mouth full of cum!

Ling Zhaoyong took one bite at a time and ate with gusto. A strange red color gradually appeared on his face, and his wrinkles were invisibly reduced.

When Fang Zhixing saw this, he was shocked and said: "Senior, what are these tumors?"

Ling Zhaoyong laughed and said: "This is not a sarcoma, but a blood sac!
  This kind of strange beast is called 'bloodthirsty leech'. Whenever they drink enough blood, they can condense into blood sacs. "

"Blood sac?!"

When I found out about the market, I couldn't help but feel excited.

Condition 2 happens to require a blood sac!
  Ling Zhaoyong introduced in detail: "I cultivate bloodthirsty leeches using the method recorded in the "Tianluo Holy Blood Book", take the blood sac, swallow it and refine it, which can greatly extend my life, allowing me to live for another twenty or thirty years. "

Fang Zhixing Rong said: "Please teach me, senior, I will definitely be rich in rewards!"

After that, he took out a few shiny gold tickets and handed them over.

Ling Zhaoyong looked at the golden ticket for a few times, pushed it back, and said seriously: "It's okay to let me teach you, but I don't want your money. I want you to help me raise leeches."

Fang Zhixing blinked and said, "How long will it last?"

Ling Zhaoyong raised a finger and said carefully: "It takes at least a month for a leech cub to grow up. During this period, it needs to be fed every hour during the day and night. It is very hard. Can you do it?"

Fang Zhixing thought for a moment and asked, "Do leech cubs develop hemorrhagic sacs when they grow up?"

"no!"

Ling Zhaoyong shook his head and said: "As long as the blood supply is sufficient and the leech cubs drink enough, they will form a blood sac within two or three days. Of course, the leech is too small and the blood sac it produces will be too small to be eaten."

Fang Zhixing understood and said thoughtfully: "This junior has a heartless request. I hope Senior Ling can satisfy it."

Hearing this, Ling Zhaoyong frowned, showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and said indifferently: "Well, come and listen."

Fang Zhixing continued: "This junior would like to see the "Tianluo Holy Blood Book". Can you practice it for me?"

Ling Zhaoyong was stunned for a moment and hummed: "What's so difficult about this? I'll practice it for you now."

He took off his coat, swayed, came to the open area of ​​the yard, and took a stance.

I saw him pumping his fists, closing his sleeves, emptying his chest and back, raising his head to exert strength, raising his hands to exert force, and he was vigorous and majestic.

A set of strange fist and kick skills appeared, unparalleled in strength and extremely powerful.

Fang Zhixing was fascinated by what he saw and couldn't stop.

I don't know how much time passed, but Ling Zhaoyong slowly finished his work.

[3. Watch the Wuqin Realm warriors practice the Tianluo Sacred Blood Book once (completed)]

[You have mastered two black turtle techniques, do you want to merge them? 】

Strength, agility, and toughness are all integrated.

Now all that's left is defense!

Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry. He stood up and praised: "Seniors are getting stronger with age, and juniors admire them greatly."

Ling Zhaoyong took a few deep breaths, waved his hands and said, "You have to accept old age. I am no longer as brave as I used to be."

Fang Zhixing asked: "I am a promise-keeper. I will start raising leech cubs for you. I don't know where to start."

Ling Zhaoyong continued: "Come on, come on, I'll teach you step by step. It's not difficult, you can learn it once you learn it."

Soon, he brought a silver basin.

Fang Zhixing stretched his head and took a look, and found that there were insect eggs as big as rice grains in the basin. They were dark green, with a sticky surface, and were slightly squirming.

Ling Zhaoyong explained: "Leech cubs cannot eat meat yet, blood is their milk, and you have to feed them with blood."

He took the cowhide bag and warned: "The blood must be fresh, warm blood is best, so you have to go to the market every morning, noon and evening to buy the blood from the freshly slaughtered beasts."

Fang Zhixing responded: "Senior, don't worry, I've written it down."

"it is good!"

Ling Zhaoyong was overjoyed, "You can stay here with me. I will clean up a room for you later. In addition, I will take care of the food. You can tell me in advance what you want to eat."

Fang Zhixing continued: "I don't have any taboos for this junior, you can just do whatever you want."

The two decided so happily.

Flickered into the evening.

Ling Zhaoyong went outside and came back with a jar of wine, a beggar's chicken, and several hard dishes.

"Come on, come on, it's time for dinner."

Ling Zhaoyong greeted him warmly and set up a table in the yard.

Fang Zhixing sat down, took the jar of wine, and filled two large bowls.

"Come on, senior, I respect you!"

Fang Zhixing picked up the big bowl and touched it.

"Okay, done!" Ling Zhaoyong laughed, picked up the big bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then sighed: "I'm used to living alone. No one has drank with me for a long time. Let's have a good time today."

Fang Zhixing also drank it all in one gulp and said: "I will stay with you until the end."

The two of them ate and drank.

Before I knew it, I drank for three rounds.

Fang Zhixing's vision suddenly shook, and he felt dizzy and dizzy.

He raised his head suddenly, stared at Ling Zhaoyong, and said in shock: "In this drink..."

Ling Zhaoyong clicked his tongue and said, "I drugged you. Alas, young man, you are too young after all!"

(End of this chapter)