Chapter 190 Blood Bag

Soon, Fang Zhixing found out Ling Zhaoyong's address and went there directly.

What surprised him was!

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

Logically speaking, this person was able to practice the Tianluo Holy Blood Book, and he must be a master of the Five Animals Realm with good strength.

It is difficult for a person with such strong strength to get by.

However, Ling Zhaoyong lived in such a simple place, which was really weird.

Fang Zhixing thought about it and did not act rashly.

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

He learned that Ling Zhaoyong was just an old man with a weird temper, living alone, usually not interacting with anyone, and had no children at home.

His only hobby was to raise 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 were really angry and scolded him a few words.

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

Others saw that he was old, so naturally they would not do anything to him.

In this way, everyone lived with each other, and they would see each other when they looked up.

Fang Zhixing asked several neighbors in succession, and found that they had no idea that Ling Zhaoyong was a martial arts master.

"Could it be that Ling Zhaoyong had already retired from the martial arts world?"

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment, strolled around Ling Zhaoyong's house, climbed up a big tree, and opened the Red Blood Eye.

Looking down from a high place, he took a glance.

He saw that there were large water tanks in Ling Zhaoyong's yard.

There was a blood and qi smoke rising from the tank, and the blood and qi were even richer than ordinary people.

It can almost be concluded that there is a strange beast in the tank, and it is at least a first-level strange beast.

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

The old man with grey beard was holding a large piece of meat. It was unknown what kind of meat it was, but judging from the amount of Qi and blood, it was definitely a second-level exotic beast meat.

In addition to the large piece of meat, he also carried a cowhide bag, which was bulging with some liquid.

The old man with grey beard opened the door and entered the yard, putting down the exotic beast meat and the cowhide bag.

Then he took a chopping board and a large basin.

The exotic beast meat was chopped up and thrown into the basin.

Then the cowhide bag was opened and a bright red liquid poured out.

"It's all blood!"

Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed, as if thinking about something.

Sure enough, the next moment!

The old man with grey beard walked to the large vats with a large basin, scooped out the exotic beast meat soaked in blood and fed it.

The water in the vat was rippling.

One by one, large leeches crawled out, colorful and large in size, as thick as an adult's arm.

"Tsk tsk, Ling Zhaoyong really likes to feed leeches, and he spends a lot of money on it.

Fang Zhixing counted on his fingers, and found that the cost of feeding them three times a day with exotic beast meat and beast blood must be very high.

But why does Ling Zhaoyong feed so many leeches?

It can't be just because he likes leeches.

Fang Zhixing landed gracefully, walked forward and knocked on the door.

After a while, there was a creaking sound!

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

Fang Zhixing stood in front and looked at Ling Zhaoyong carefully. He found that although he looked old, his skin was fresh and ruddy, giving people a feeling of white hair and youthful face.

He showed a kind smile and bowed, saying, "Junior Zhang Changji, from the county city, meet Senior Ling."

Ling Zhaoyong frowned, surprised, and said puzzledly, "I have retired from the world for almost 25 years. I didn't expect that there are still people in the world who remember me. "

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "Senior, you are so famous, who doesn't know you? You may have given up the martial arts world, but there are still legends about you in the martial arts world."

"Don't give me that. "

Ling Zhaoyong waved his hand and said, "I don't like to listen to others flattering me. If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you looking for an old man like me who is good for nothing?"

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

Ling Zhaoyong hesitated, made way, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, saying, "Come in."

The two sat opposite each other in the yard.

Ling Zhaoyong said anxiously, "Don't keep us in suspense. You can tell me now."

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

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

Fang Zhixing was delighted and said, "To be honest, I also plan to practice the "Heavenly Blood Book" and hope to get guidance from the senior."

Ling Zhaoyong tilted his head, exclaimed, and asked in surprise, "Where did you get the skills?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Is this important? As long as the senior is willing to teach me, I will pay you a large sum of money. What do you think?"

"Of course it is important!"

Ling Zhaoyong said firmly, "The "Heavenly Blood Book" comes from the Luo family. Without the permission of the Luo family, no one can practice it. Do you really not understand the rules?"

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and he said seriously, "From what the senior said, are you from the Luo family?"

"I used to be!"

Ling Zhaoyong had no intention of hiding it, and said seriously, "I worked for the Luo family for more than 30 years until I couldn't do it anymore, so I retired."

Fang Zhixing suddenly realized.

The former Ling Zhaoyong is actually the current him!

"That's it. "

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 fortunate 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 Holy 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, it turned out to be a prophecy!

Fang Zhixing pondered: "Senior Ling, the "Tianluo Sacred Blood Book" is derived from "Tiansha Blood Sea Art" and "Tianluo Secret Sutra", does it mean that it is superior to these two?"

"You think too much!"

Ling Zhaoyong shook his head, "That's not the way it 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?"

"certainly!"

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?"

"Um!"

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

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and discovered that the big leech's body was covered with blood-red tumors. They were densely packed, some were large and some were small, and they 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.

Gulu~

Mouth full of juice!

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 carefully: "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 bills and handed them over.

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

Fang Zhixing blinked and said: "How long?"

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

Fang Zhixing thought for a while and asked: "Will the leech baby form a blood sac when it grows up?"

"No!"

Ling Zhaoyong shook his head and said: "As long as the blood supply is sufficient and the leech baby is full, it will be fine in two or three days. Of course, leeches are too small, so the blood sacs they form are also small and cannot be eaten. "

Fang Zhixing understood and said thoughtfully: "Junior has an unwelcome request, I hope Senior Ling can satisfy it."

Hearing this, Ling Zhaoyong frowned, showing a hint of dissatisfaction, and said indifferently: "Well, tell me about it."

Fang Zhixing said: "Junior really wants to see the "Heavenly Net Holy Blood Book", can you show me once?"

Ling Zhaoyong was stunned for a moment, and hummed: "What's the difficulty, I will show you now."

He took off his coat, and his figure swayed, and he came to the open space in the yard and took a stance.

He saw him clenching his fists and sleeves, emptying his chest and pulling his back, raising his head to exert strength, raising his hands to exert strength, and he was vigorous and majestic.

A set of strange boxing and kicking skills were presented, which was unparalleled in strength and powerful.

Fang Zhixing was fascinated and couldn't stop.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Zhaoyong slowly finished his training.

[3. Watch a Wuqin Realm warrior practice the Tianluo Holy Blood Book once (completed)]

[You have mastered two Xuangui-type techniques. Do you want to integrate them? ]

Strength, agility, and toughness. All three points have been integrated.

Now only defense is left!

Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry. He stood up and praised: "Senior, you are still strong at old age. I admire you very much."

Ling Zhaoyong took a few deep breaths and waved his hand, saying: "People cannot help but admit that they are old. I am no longer as brave as I used to be."

Fang Zhixing asked: "I am a man of promises. I will start raising leech cubs for you. I don't know where to start."

Ling Zhaoyong said: "Come on, I will teach you step by step. It's not difficult. You will learn it once you learn it."

Soon, he brought a silver basin.

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

Ling Zhaoyong explained: "Young leeches cannot eat meat yet. Blood is their milk. You have to feed them with blood."

He took the cowhide bag and reminded: "The blood must be fresh. Hot blood is the best. So you have to go to the market every morning, noon and evening to buy the blood of freshly slaughtered beasts."

Fang Zhixing replied: "Don't worry, senior. I'll remember it."

"Okay!"

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

Fang Zhixing said: "I don't have any dietary restrictions. You can decide for yourself."

The two of them made a happy decision.

It was evening in a flash.

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

"Come on, come on, dinner time."

Ling Zhaoyong greeted enthusiastically 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 toast you!"

Fang Zhixing picked up the big bowl and clinked it.

"Okay, let's drink!" Ling Zhaoyong laughed, picked up the big bowl and drank it all, then sighed: "I'm used to living alone. It's been a long time since anyone accompanied me to drink. Let's drink to our heart's content today."

Fang Zhixing also drank it all in one gulp, and said: "Junior will accompany you to the end."

The two ate and drank.

Before they knew it, three rounds of wine had passed.

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

He suddenly raised his head, stared at Ling Zhaoyong, and said in amazement: "This wine..."

Ling Zhaoyong laughed and said: "I drugged it. Alas, young man, you are too young after all!"