Zhou Baopu tried to extract some blood energy from the sea of blood and injected it into the light mask in front of him. The light mask rippled slightly, like layers of ripples stirred up by stones on the calm lake surface. However, it finally calmed down again, as if nothing happened. As if nothing happened.
Frowning, Zhou Baopu knew that he had to go in quickly. After all, Yao Ruoxi was still waiting for his elixir.
If he couldn't save Yao Ruoxi, Zhou Baopu understood that he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, Zhou Baopu began to communicate with the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword: "How should I get over?"
Zhou Baopu's current situation has long fallen into the bloodthirsty Demon Sword's perception. When he heard Zhou Baopu ask it now, he immediately became energetic, and then his expression was bright. Feiyi replied: "When you condensed your blood body, did you realize that the bloodthirsty mystery should be put aside? Now think about what it felt like at that time, and fantasize about using your own essence and blood to attract light. The blood energy in the mask, when the blood energy dissipates, the light barrier will naturally break down without any attack."
Zhou Baopu couldn't help but blame himself when he heard what the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword said so simply, and he also started to do what the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword said. got up.
In his mind, he imagined the law of heaven and earth gathering thunder and punishment, constantly using his blood energy to simulate the trajectory of thunder and lightning, and then placed his hands directly on the light mask blocking his way. Zhou Baopu closed his eyes and put his hands on the light mask, as if he had lost all perception of the outside world.
When Hua Changqing and Wang Ke saw Zhou Baopu doing this, they both cheered up and wanted to see how Zhou Baopu could break the obstacle of the light mask.
"This kid really has some tricks. I thought he would retreat in spite of difficulties, but I couldn't imagine that he actually has such tricks." After hearing what Wang Ke
said, Hua Changqing couldn't help but reply: "It seems that he I really have never been in the demon world. Otherwise, I will definitely understand the rules of our Jiucai Pavilion and not be so reckless. As long as you are a blood refiner in the demon world, you will definitely understand that our Jiucai Pavilion divides the floors according to strength. If you don't have a certain level of strength, no matter how talented you are in other areas, you won't be able to reach a higher level with your own strength." After hearing what
Hua Changqing said, Wang Ke finally understood that it wasn't that Zhou Baopu was overestimating his abilities. It's because Zhou Baopu didn't know the entrance to each floor of Jiucai Pavilion, so he tried every means to pass every level. This may be the so-called fearlessness of the ignorant.
Wang Ke didn't know that he was wrong to think so about Zhou Baopu. Zhou Baopu was now a fearless person who was ignorant, but even if Zhou Baopu knew the truth, he would definitely do this. Not for anything, but because Zhou Baopu's time on the journey of refining blood was short or long, but no matter what difficulties he encountered, he never thought of giving up, but wanted to go on. Rely on your own strength to break through the obstacles set by difficulties.
Zhou Baopu's hands have been placed on the mask for a while. After a while, the mask changes color from time to time. No matter how it fluctuates, the mask cannot escape the fate of absorbing blood from Zhou Baopu. Therefore, the color of those masks is actually Gradually dimmed.
Hua Changqing, who was always paying attention to the Jiucai Pavilion formation, couldn't help but frowned when he saw this situation, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible.
At this moment, Zhou Baopu suddenly pressed his hands inside, which actually penetrated the mask directly. Then he retracted his hands and pressed them on the area with the mask again. He kept waving on the mask, and those masks he had touched , as if being absorbed by a long whale, surging towards Zhou Baopu's palm, and disappeared in Zhou Baopu's palm in an instant.
Zhou Baopu kept waving his hands, and in a moment he opened a mask as big as one person on the mask. If he hadn't been afraid that this was the Jiucai Pavilion, maybe Zhou Baopu would have absorbed all the masks, because the mask's After replenishing his blood, Zhou Baopu actually felt that there was an inexplicable medicinal power in his blood.
It seems that the Nine Color Pavilion really deserves its reputation. Even the formations set up on each floor are full of amazing medicinal effects.
Although he didn't know what effect these medicinal powers had, Zhou Baopu understood that judging from his current energetic appearance, the effect of those medicinal powers should be positive. Otherwise, he would not be jumping around now, but would be stiff and stiff. Can't move.
"Is the legend true? No, this is impossible!"
Hua Changqing couldn't help but screamed in surprise when he saw Zhou Baopu directly touching the mask with his hands to create an entrance as big as one person.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Ke was also surprised at this moment. Although he was surprised that Zhou Baopu could enter the eighth floor, what really surprised him was that Hua Changqing had such an expression!
Hua Changqing has always been known for his calmness. In the many years of friendship between him and Hua Changqing, he has never seen Hua Changqing get excited. But today, because of the arrival of Zhou Baopu, Hua Changqing actually lost his composure again and again, and at this moment he heard again When Hua Changqing mentioned the legend, he couldn't help but feel even more surprised.
Seeing Wang Ke looking at him in surprise, Hua Changqing also understood why Wang Ke was surprised, and couldn't help but explain: "You should know that although I am the master of Jiucai Pavilion, the construction of Jiucai Pavilion has It has always been a mystery. I just became its pavilion master. When the previous pavilion master passed the Nine Color Pavilion to me, he once told me that the levels set up on each floor of the Nine Color Pavilion are not the same. It's not to stop anyone, but to wait for the destined person."
"Destined person?"
Wang Ke couldn't help but wonder, maybe for him, fate is illusory, but he knew clearly that for Hua Chang For Qing Lai, fate is really important.
The so-called fate can also be said to be opportunity. In layman's terms, it refers to what kind of things you will encounter at a certain stage of life.
Thinking of Hua Changqing, his strength was only average when he was young. By chance, he arranged the Rose Magic Formation, which suddenly made him the leader of the younger generation. This is nothing, at least it has a lot to do with his own strength, but the fate he encounters later is simply something that can be given and cannot be asked for.
He obtained the inheritance of alchemy. As for how he obtained it, no one knew in detail. Wang Ke only knew that after receiving the inheritance, Hua Changqing's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and within a few years he became a leader in alchemy. He suddenly stood out in the election for the pavilion master of Jiucai Pavilion.
He is a dark horse, as dark as a horse, but this does not affect his ability to become the master of the Jiucai Pavilion and achieve a lifetime of fame in the demon world while abiding by the rules.