Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 737 Reciting Poetry
"I see. In the entire Ten Realms, only Senior Brother could obtain so much ancient beast blood," Zhou Leng said.

The Bloodthirsty Tyrant said, "Heh, it's just that I can travel between realms and am a high-ranking demigod. If you were me, it would be the same..."

He suddenly stopped and carefully examined Zhou Leng.

"You've also advanced to demigod?"

"Uh……"

"As expected, you kid... But that makes sense, we're going in different directions. The enemy you're facing is more dangerous than mine. By the way, I remember you're researching how to refine the Little Star Pill?"

"Correct."

The Blood of Tyranny took out many precious medicinal herbs and treasures, and handed over a stone slab.

"This is a pill formula I obtained by chance. I don't know if the translation is correct, but I named it 'Light and Darkness Pill'. This is a complete Star Pill, which is very difficult to refine. However, if it is changed into a Small Star Pill, it will be much easier to refine. I will give you the pill formula and the medicinal materials. If you have the opportunity to refine it in the future, just give me one pill. The rest are yours."

“Okay, I’ve learned how to refine the Lesser Star Pill, but the success rate is quite low,” Zhou Leng said.

“I’ll wait for your good news,” said Tyrannical Blood. “I plan to keep a drop of ancient beast blood for future use. Rather than waste the rest, I’ll give it to you as payment for helping me refine the Little Star Pill.”

As he spoke, he opened his right hand, revealing ten drops of ancient beast blood.

It is shaped like a water droplet, but feels like crystal, hard and lustrous.

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother." Zhou Leng was still worried about the last of the ancient beast's blood, but he didn't expect to receive such timely help.

Finally, Tyrannical Blood looked at Zhou Leng and said seriously, "Have you heard about the matter of the God of Calamity?"

"heard."

"you……"

The Bloodthirsty One looked up, scanned the surroundings, and gazed at the blue planet of humanity, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes.

"Be prepared. As far as I know, the God of Calamity is currently playing around on Earth. Once he's had his fill, he will make his move and personally destroy Blue Star. Gods are invincible."

Zhou remained silent, unsure of what to say.

Because I have no other options right now.

The Blood of Tyranny continued, "New discoveries have been made in the ruins of the Ancient River Sect. I hope to find the inheritance that will strengthen the disciples of my Ancient River Sect in these new ruins. If... I mean if, the God of Calamity destroys Earth, which world would you want to go to?"

Zhou Leng was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Go to the world I should go to."

“You are not only a person of Blue Star, but also a person of the Ancient River Sect,” said Tyrannical Blood.

“It has nothing to do with Blue Star, Ancient River Sect, morality, you, or anything else in the outside world. What I do is only related to myself,” Zhou Leng said.

Tyrannical Blood nodded and said, "Good, it seems you have already found your path."

"Where are you, senior brother?"

Tyrannical Blood paused for a moment, then instantly understood what Zhou Leng was asking.

In the war of the ten realms, what will become of the blood of tyranny?

He turned to look east and slowly said, "Do you know why I like to write poetry?"

"You have good taste and literary talent," Zhou Leng blurted out.

“When I was a child, my father always taught me a very simple poem, the one that goes, ‘The bright moonlight shines before my bed, I wonder if it is frost on the ground. I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, I lower my head and think of my hometown…’”

"I didn't quite understand why I had to study, until later, when my father went out to fight, was wounded, and returned home, lying in a hospital bed..."

"He asked me to recite 'Thoughts on a Quiet Night' again, and I recited it to him..."

He asked me, "Do you know why we need to memorize classical Chinese poems?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

He said that as long as you remember a poem, no matter which one, then that poem, which carries civilization, will be imprinted in your blood, and you will be a Chinese.

Zhou Leng stared blankly at him, recalling the densely packed doggerel poems in Tyrannical Blood's WeChat Moments.

After a long time, the tyrannical blood took its first steps.

"Live well."

After he finished speaking, he sped up, became a blur, and disappeared from sight.

Zhou stood quietly for a while, then returned to Rucheng, entered the cave, arrived at the ancient tree, and absorbed the blood of the ancient beast drop by drop.

After absorbing the twenty-ninth drop, there are three drops left.

Recalling the process of absorbing the twentieth drop, and thinking about how even the tyrannical blood of a high-ranking demigod had failed, he wrapped it up and placed it under the tree.

It's not too late to absorb it after I've improved my strength. Close your eyes and sense the state of your body.

At this moment, the body is almost in a state of perfection.

Whether in terms of physique, martial arts techniques, or understanding of martial arts, he has reached the limit of a newly promoted demigod.

In theory, one could be promoted to a lower position, but...

He opened his eyes again and glanced at the three drops of ancient beast blood.

I asked myself a question.

If it were one of the three sons of Guhe, or a top genius in the Heavenly Region, could he absorb 30 drops of ancient beast blood at the newly advanced demigod stage?

The answer is obvious.

I am still quite far from being the strongest in the universe.

Then let's hone our skills for a while longer.

Take out a glass of brilliant mother liquor and drink it all in one gulp.

The burning sensation rolled from his throat all the way to his stomach, and even his martial saintly body was scorched.

He activated the Great Sun Divine Art, absorbing the power of the Brilliant Mother Liquid.

Powerful heat surged through my body, burning as if it were solid flames, engulfing my entire being.

The skin turned red rapidly.

A life force, similar to but completely different from that of the mother tree, filled his entire body.

The power of the mother tree is gentle and warm.

The mother insect's power was domineering and scorching.

The Brilliant Mother Fluid even possesses a peculiar ability to transform; if one is not careful, their body tissues will be transformed into the organs of a giant worm.

However, Zhou Leng withstood it thanks to his immense strength.

A large amount of shimmering juice was broken up and absorbed into the body.

Suddenly, the Great Sun Divine Art trembled slightly and began to absorb power more intensely.

The starry sky is truly powerful.

Now, the body's efficiency in converting external starlight into cosmic energy has increased a hundredfold.

Zhou Leng was secretly delighted and accelerated the circulation of the Great Sun Divine Art to absorb the new starry sky true energy.

A short while later, he opened his eyes.

The power of the brilliant mother liquor has been exhausted.

His realm and other abilities did not improve, but he gained some Starry Sky True Energy, and his physical activity also increased slightly.

Moreover, some feelings were particularly intense in a short period of time.

Zhou Leng recalled what Ma Dabai had said: the Brilliant Mother Liquid possesses a powerful reproductive ability.

He got up, went out, and arrived at the Guhe Research Bureau to practice martial arts with Xu Qingjin.

The next morning, Zhou Leng saw Xu Qingjin still unconscious and quietly left the room.

Outside the Guhe Research Bureau, a large number of martial artists gathered.

A new round of introductory ceremonies for the Ancient River Sect is about to be held.

Zhou Leng chatted with Li Yuanhe for a while, and was about to continue his cultivation when he looked up at the sky.

The five-tiered celestial staircase shimmered with a faint glow.

A voice reached the ears of all the demigods in the ten realms.

Li Yuanhe asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Leng said, "The second trial of the Ascension to Godhood is over. However... the excess ancient beast blood will be erased and naturally dissipate."

"What a pity. I heard that a grandmaster obtained the blood of an ancient beast and secretly buried it underground, intending to retrieve it after advancing to demigod status. Now, it seems that all his efforts have been in vain."

"It's a pity."

(End of this chapter)