Chapter 1590 True Dragon Blood Pool
In a blink of an eye.
Three days have passed since Song Yan's wedding.
During these three days, Song Yan spent most of his time with Wang Ying. No matter what conspiracy the Wang family had against him, Wang Ying was not a participant, and he handed over his innocent body to him. There will be no prejudice against her.
Therefore, after three days, the relationship between the husband and wife has also changed from strangeness to intimacy and harmony. The biggest catalyst for this is naturally "doing". As for what to do, the old driver knows it anyway, so I won't describe it in detail.
"Husband."
Looking at Song Yan who was about to leave to practice in the ancestral land, Wang Ying showed a rare look of reluctance.
"Wait for my return!"
Song Yan smiled at her, and then walked out of the courtyard.
The ancestral land of the Wang family is not in True Dragon City.
Song Yan didn't know exactly where it was, but it was sent directly through a teleportation array in True Dragon City, and the ancestral land was surrounded by large arrays that isolated heaven and earth.
In an ancient temple in the ancestral land, Song Yan met Wang Teng and Wang Yao who came to the ancestral land with him to practice.
Wang Teng is the number one member of the younger generation of the Wang family, and because he ranks third in the Qianlong list, he has a great reputation in the entire Tianyang domain. On the contrary, Wang Yao, the second member of the younger generation of the Wang family, is quite low-key.
His cultivation base has also reached the early stage of Faxiang, but he has not entered the list of hidden dragons.
But his strength is not weaker than the top existences on the hidden dragon list. The reason why he is not on the hidden dragon list should be because the Wang family is hiding their clumsiness.
"Hello Brother Chu, I'm Wang Yao!"
As soon as they met, Wang Yao greeted him with a smile on his face, and greeted Song Yan proactively, more enthusiastically.
"Hello, Brother Wang."
Song Yan also responded with a smile, but Wang Teng, after seeing Song Yan, turned his head to the side directly, as if he didn't want to talk to him at all.
Song Yan was unwilling to let him go, and teased with a smile: "I said, little Qilin, we still have a relationship of master and servant for more than ten days! You don't want to see me like that?"
Hearing this, Wang Teng's face froze, and he looked over coldly: "Chu Fan, don't go too far!"
When Wang Yao saw this scene, there was a half-smile expression on the corner of his mouth, which was very playful.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just saying hello to you!"
Song Yan walked up to Wang Teng, patted him on the shoulder, turned and left without waiting for the other party to get angry.
"Chu Fan!"
Staring at Song Yan's back, Wang Teng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, growling in his heart, one day, he would pay back ten times the insult the other party brought him.
Not long after.
A demigod elder who had appeared at Song Yan's wedding banquet came to the ancient palace.
"You three come with this old man!"
The demigod elder glanced at the three of them lightly, said something lightly, and walked towards the side hall.
Soon, a group of people passed through this ancient temple and came to a mountain peak. At the bottom of the mountain peak was a black gate covered with dense runes, giving people a depressing atmosphere.
The demigod elder took out nine tokens engraved with different patterns and put them into the recess on the gate. Immediately, the runes on the gate lit up and gradually faded.
"Hurry up, go through the light gate!"
The demigod elder urged, and then turned into an afterimage and rushed into the gate of light, followed by Song Yan and the three of them.
The space behind the light gate is a passage of five or six meters, which should be in the middle of the mountain.
The passageway is only more than a hundred meters away. After passing through the passageway, there is an open space, and a fragrant smell of blood rushes towards the face. Most people would feel disgusted when they smell the smell of blood, but Song Yan and the three of them smelled the smell of blood , all felt extremely comfortable.
Subconsciously, Song Yan's eyes fell on the smoky blood pool in this space.
The blood pool is not that big, only more than 50 meters in diameter, but it is filled with thick blood, and the fragrant bloody smell comes from the blood pool.
The voice of the demigod elder followed closely: "This is the real dragon's blood pool, which is composed of real dragon's blood essence and many precious medicines and magic medicines. Therefore, this real dragon's blood pool contains supreme magical effects. What a wonderful use, you will know it naturally after you go down, I would like to remind you, the longer you stay inside, the greater the benefits you will get, take off your clothes and go down!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
The three of them had nothing to hesitate, they all took off their underpants one after another, and then walked towards the True Dragon Blood Pond.
"Silk!"
As soon as Song Yan stepped one foot into the real dragon's blood pool, he couldn't help taking a breath, it was so fucking painful, it hurt to the bone marrow if I had to describe it.
at this time.
"Plop!"
It was Wang Teng who jumped directly into the real dragon's blood pool.
"ah!"
An extremely shrill scream came out of his mouth, and his whole face was distorted. The higher the martial artist's cultivation base, the stronger his endurance, but Wang Teng's face was distorted in pain, which shows how painful it is , Song Yan is sure that if ordinary people enter this real dragon's blood pool, they will directly die of pain.
But Song Yan still admired Wang Teng. Although the pain was extreme, this guy actually suppressed the instinctive impulse to jump out of the real dragon's blood pool many times.
At the same time, Wang Yao also stepped into the real dragon's blood pool, and then made a painful sound.
Pain is pain, but Song Yan felt the benefits from the real dragon's blood pool. This thick blood contained magical power, which directly penetrated into his body through his skin, and quickly strengthened his body.
So, his whole body was submerged into the real dragon's blood pool, and then he felt the pain that Wang Teng had just endured.
Dragon blood has the function of transforming the human body, and it also contains extremely strong vitality, which makes Song Yan's pain nerves enlarged countless times, and the natural pain is also enlarged countless times.
Therefore, at this moment, his cheeks were also distorted, but instead of rushing out of the blood pool, he controlled his body to sink down, because the transformation power deep in the blood pool would be more intense. The pain became more and more intense.
Seeing Wang Teng directly submerged into the blood pool and still exposing his head to the blood pool, Wang Teng was extremely distorted, Wang Yao also submerged most of his body into the blood pool, and the pain that followed almost made him faint.
Moreover, as time passed, the pain not only did not attenuate due to adaptation, but became more and more intense.
Seeing this scene, the demigod elders on the shore couldn't help but nodded secretly. None of the three of them disappointed him.
It sank five or six meters.
Song Yan stopped sinking, because he felt that his endurance had reached its limit, and if he continued to sink, he would probably pass out from pain.
The intense pain brought great benefits, and in just such a short while, he felt that his body strength had increased by at least one percent.
At the same time, some energy entered his sea of consciousness, nourishing his eyes.
"It's really a good thing!"
Song Yan gritted his teeth and praised secretly, and then quietly lifted up the Xingchen Divine Body.