Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 210 The Blood Oath of King Gaoyang

Zhuan Yang woke up in a daze, and was helpless when he heard Peng Yu's eager inquiry: "Please, my father sent the 'ancestral blood' the first day I got the news. But the effect is not great, and I can't absorb the blood in it. Beneficial substances. Maybe because I am a Tianwu real body, the difference is a bit big?"

Ancestral blood is a unique method of curing diseases in Dakun.

After a man of God was attacked by a serious illness and survived successfully.The body will develop resistance to this curse and disease.Seal up a part of the antibody blood with good luck magic, and when the descendants face the corresponding illness, they can survive smoothly.

Smallpox is Zhuansun's hanging sword.As long as the senior Zhuansun survived the smallpox, he must try to keep his own blood so that future generations can extract the beneficial substances in it and fight against the pox demon.

Zhuan Yang pointed to the three jade bottles on the table: "My father sent them a long time ago...but it's useless at all."

Ancestral blood, theoretically feasible.But the blood of one is absorbed by another.Even if the same divine vein is not 100% able to inherit the beneficial substances in it, it can stimulate the awakening of the antibodies in one's body.

Peng Yu went over and saw that the ancestral blood in the three jade bottles had been used up, and his heart sank.

"puff--"

Suddenly, Zhuan Yang vomited blood continuously, and a thicker magic mist dispersed from the blood.Even Peng Yu had to dodge and keep retreating.

"Kun Hao, you leave quickly."

Haotian Gang urged Peng Yu to leave the room.Then a layer of gangland enveloped the house, completely shielding the outside world.

Aggravated again.

Seeing this situation, Peng Yu teleported to the sea of ​​flowers.

For some reason, Zhuan Yun was not here.

"Damn it, I know he can't believe it."

Walking in front of the Fantasy Cauldron and seeing the seven dream butterflies flying inside, Peng Yu opened it in one go and caught all seven dream butterflies.

boom -

The majestic mental power exploded in his brain, tearing his consciousness apart and throwing him into completely different dreams.

The dreamland was running at the same time, and Peng Yu's consciousness seemed to separate into incarnations one by one, experiencing the life of the Linghuang.

Grief, joy, anger, hatred... Various emotions came to his mind, and even began to cover his own memory.

Gradually, surrounded by butterflies, Peng Yu lost himself and forgot who he was.

Is it the Emperor Ling, the butterfly, or Kun Hao, or a man named Peng Yu?
Which experience is the dream?
when--

A bronze chime bell appeared in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and it rang softly, Peng Yu's consciousness and dreams all collapsed.

Then he felt a cold profound energy pouring into his body, opened his eyes, and almost screamed out.

In front of him, stood a mummy.

Resisting the urge to fly with the turbulent qi, Peng Yu asked uncertainly, "The son of Prince Gaoyang?"

The mummy retracted the withered arm that Peng Yu was combing, and said hoarsely, "You will only kill yourself if you hold on like this."

"I'm fine. As long as you don't rush forward, you should be fine if you come one by one."

After calming down, Peng Yu went to get Mengdie again.

The mummy stopped immediately.

"Over the years, I've paid close attention to your reading father's memory. But in the past few days, why are you so anxious?"

"Because I wanted to save a friend."

Peng Yu felt very guilty about Zhuan Yang's matter.

If I hadn't involved Zhuan Yang in order to fight against Zhuan Yun, I wouldn't have provoked Zhuan Yang's smallpox.

This was his greatest guilt, and he could not tell Zhuan Yun, nor could he tell other people in Simu Palace.

But facing the dead man, Prince Gao Yang, he simply confessed everything.

"Smallpox? Such a familiar word."

"I've read the memories of Grandpa Gao, and the son also had smallpox back then."

"Yeah, I also had to go through it back then. Even in the most difficult time, the pox poison broke out and formed a poisonous mist, which filled the palace. The imperial physician sealed off the palace and did not allow other people to approach it."

"However, I know that my father came here twice. Just like you using the heaven and earth fairy teleportation technique, he sneaked to see me and put down some toys and favorite snacks for me to pass the time."

Thinking of the past time, Shizi was very moved.

Both Emperor Ling and King Gao Yang were not closely related.

Especially after going through the two periods of Empress and Emperor Li, King Gao Yang once again raised the butcher's knife against Emperor Li's lineage.Emperor Ling is the only one left in the direct line of the Kunwu family, and he is the only one left in King Gaoyang's family.

Even if the cousins ​​had conflicts again, they had to admit it.During that time, the only allies and loved ones left were each other.Therefore, the children of the two grew up together.

And the two tried their best to make up for their missing childhood to the next generation.The son of Prince Gaoyang grew up in Tiangong, often accompanied by Emperor Ling, and treated him like a prince.Later, he married Linghuang's daughter and became a son-in-law.His childhood was far happier than Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang.

The son was lost in thought, and Peng Yu was also thinking about his experience.

Yes, Zhuan Yang's role model.He has also experienced suffering alone, but if he can resist it, Zhuan Yang should be able to, too?
Thinking of this, Peng Yu gradually lost his mind.

"Boy, that kid's smallpox has nothing to do with your typhoid medicine." When he came back to his senses, the prince comforted Peng Yu: "The curse on him has something to do with his father."

"Father—King Gaoyang?"

"I was in a deep sleep during this time, and I just woke up yesterday. I saw you making dream butterflies with another boy from the Zhuansun family. That kid also had a curse on him, but he survived smallpox, and the curse couldn't attack him, so he had to transfer it to Your friend."

King Gaoyang cursed Zhuanyang?
Seeing Peng Yu's confused eyes, the mummy opened its mouth: "Father came to the underground palace and left something inside. Many years ago, people from the Zhuansun family came to take it away. But because of the curse, they died after leaving the underground palace. Died of smallpox."

"So I can be sure that your friend's smallpox must have been caused by his father's curse."

……

Zhuan Yun walked in the underground palace. With the previous experience, he found the atrium smoothly this time, and came to the door of the core tomb again.

After looking at the left and right passages, go straight to the left.

"I don't think you should come. Besides, you can't smash the monument."

Suddenly, Lingxin appeared behind him.

Zhuan Yun kept walking, and replied: "If you don't come here to try, why don't you let me watch my brother die with my own eyes?"

"He can cruelly attack us descendants, but I can't worry about my brother."

Lingxin followed him silently.

There is no way, the Zhuansun family attaches great importance to family members.Being drawn into the protection circle by them, even gods and demons would dare to kill them.

After walking for a while, they saw a blood jade stele at the end of the tomb passage.

The stele is one foot high, and the whole body is glowing red.This is what King Gaoyang left behind.

There are also strands of gray mist attached to it, which is the millennium blood curse that Linghuang cast on Zhuansun's family.

But after thousands of years, Linghuang's hatred for Zhuansun's descendants has dissipated, and the power of the blood curse has weakened.But only the Blood Oath Monument left by King Gaoyang still stands here, binding the fate of the Zhuansun family.

Lingxin looked at the divine monument, and said in an erratic and soft voice, "King Gaoyang's supernatural power is so strong that you can't break it. A few times before you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuan Yun launched an attack.

Just like the previous few times, the divine gang reflected by the divine tablet hit him hard.But this time, Zhuan Yun didn't back down anymore, and took out dozens of fairy treasures and threw them at them.

Lingxin shook her head slightly, and silently stood by the side.

Bump—bang—

The fairy treasures were broken one by one, and the sacred monument remained unchanged.On the contrary, the power of the curse became stronger and stronger, gradually forming a phantom of a demon god.

"Go away!" Zhuan Yun opened his mouth and sprayed out purple beads.

Seeing this orb, Lingxin's color changed for the first time.

Zizhu shattered the phantom of the demon god, and then slammed into the stele of the god.

The stele shook for a while, and a tiny crack appeared on the surface.

"There is a door."

Zhuan Yun once again sacrificed the Primordial Purple Qi Bead.

Cracks appeared on the monument.

But after a few supports, he exhausted all his mana.

The cracks on the stele healed little by little.

"So, this is King Gaoyang's stuff, and you can't break it easily." Lingxin walked over, trying to help Zhuanyun up.But he pushed Lingxin's hand away, took a few pills, and continued to smash the stele.

……

"King Gaoyang is free, why curse his descendants?" Peng Yu thought of Zhuan Yun's actions, and finally saw hope: "So, as long as you break that thing, you can break the curse?"

So, if I go to Zhuanyun now, wouldn't the two work together?

"Yes, breaking that thing can unlock the curse. But I don't think you will do it."

Originally ecstatic and ready to act, Peng Yu stopped and turned his head: "What do you mean?"

"Although I haven't seen that thing, I can roughly guess what my father is thinking. It is something that restrains the Zhuansun clan and is beneficial to the Kunwu clan."

"Boy, you want to save your friend. Then—are you ready for the Zhuansun clan and the Kunwu clan to go to war?"

Peng Yu saw it right away, and his expression changed: "That thing is the blood oath left by King Gaoyang, which binds the Zhuansun family and cannot rebel?"

"That's right. Before the father died, he played a trick, forcing his father to feel guilty and retreat with Jiuxi. On the contrary, he suppressed the opposition from the Gaoyang Palace and strongly supported the new emperor to secure the throne. Even if the new emperor cut his throne, he would No resistance."

Emperor Ling was in a coma in his twilight years and was imprisoned in the imperial palace by King Gaoyang.But before his death, he suddenly woke up, calmly dealt with the affairs behind him, summoned Emperor Jing to ascend the throne, and maintained the Kunwu clan.

He even took advantage of King Gaoyang's guilt towards himself to let King Gaoyang help Emperor Jing through the dangerous period, and made a blood oath stele so that the Zhuansun family could not take the initiative to rebel.

The blood oath combined with Linghuang's Millennium Blood Curse made Zhuansun struggle for thousands of years, but he was unable to take the initiative to raise the flag of rebellion.As long as there is any change in the Zhuansun family, the children in the clan will die suddenly from smallpox.

This is the contradiction between King Gaoyang's use of genetic diseases to suppress his descendants and the Kunwu clan.

Peng Yu fell silent.

This time when Zhuanyang had an accident, it was obviously King Gaoyang who punished Zhuanyun and told him not to take the initiative to rebel.

If you want to save Zhuan Yang, you must break the blood oath tablet of King Gao Yang.And in that way, Zhuansun would be able to jump out blatantly if he had no scruples anymore?

Well, although Zhuansun is also jumping now.

"Is there no other way?"

The mummy shook his head.

"Grandpa Gao's method of saving your father can't be used? It's not Tianxin Magnolia, it doesn't exist. I mean the real method."

Explaining his experience of going to the underground palace again, the mummy nodded and smiled: "You guys thought about it too? I think so too. If it is a fairy medicine, it is impossible for the father not to tell me. Therefore, the father must have used some taboo methods. Yes Father couldn't bear it."

"How to say?"

"Although father was very kind to us, in his early years he acted perversely and extreme, and secretly studied many forbidden techniques."

The forbidden technique naturally requires test objects and sacrifices.

Peng Yu's pupils shrank: "Do you doubt that he used witchcraft to save King Gaoyang? Blood sacrifice? The kind that takes living people?"

"It's hard to find out the past of my father when he was young. But I know that my father often used executed prisoners as experiments. In his later years, my father even directly produced some strange medicines for longevity."

King Gaoyang likes power, but in some bottom lines he is a little higher than Linghuang.

In King Gaoyang's perception, even death row prisoners should be punished according to the law, instead of the so-called "recycling of waste" where death row prisoners are used as experimental products.

The people should be protected.People who commit crimes should be punished by law, not by their own lynching.

Therefore, if King Gaoyang knew that he survived because Emperor Ling killed a group of death row prisoners, he would definitely not be happy.

"Death prisoner? Blood sacrifice?" Peng Yu clenched his fists thinking of Zhuan Yang.

If it were me, would I sacrifice a group of death row prisoners for Zhuan Yang?
Examining himself repeatedly, Peng Yu found that he couldn't do it.

Even if it was a group of death row prisoners who were going to die tomorrow, he would not exchange their lives for Zhuan Yang's.

The mummy looked at Peng Yu's struggle, and added: "Of course, this is just my speculation. I don't know how the father saved people. If you want to look for it, I can accompany you. I am also very concerned about this matter." curious."

With the help of the mummy, the efficiency has improved again, but there are too many memory fragments, and I still can't find the relevant content.

Until the sun came out on a new day, and seeing the sunlight shining on the earth, Peng Yu suddenly jumped up: "Wait, ancestor blood! Antibody! Linghuang--could Grandpa Gao use this method? I thought of it, Grandpa Gao He used himself as an experiment! He used his own body..."

"Impossible." The mummy was very calm: "This thing is so repulsive, how can the antibodies between different gods be used indiscriminately?"

The Dakun Dynasty has studied smallpox for thousands of years and tried various methods.

The technique of vaccination is all for fun.

Among the eight hundred heavens, many worlds used human pox and vaccinia to immunize against smallpox.

But this method is difficult to implement in Dakun, because the people of Dakun are too powerful.

Generally, when vaccinia is inoculated, it is instantly purified by the divine power in the body and cannot form antibodies.However, the pox poison cultivated by the human body, because of the difference of the three thousand divine veins, will cause a conflict between the two divine veins at the moment the pox poison is planted.

Only clansmen with the same divine vein can be vaccinated.Later, it was replaced by "ancestral blood", which directly used the antibodies of ancestors to resist pox.

"Although father and father are cousins. But the divinity of the two is very different. How can the smallpox antibody cultivated by Kunwu's veins be against Zhuansun's—"

The words of the mummy stopped abruptly.

He suddenly thought of something.

In addition to Kunwu's divine veins, the father is also the Qiankun Immortal Physique.

"The technique of removing the heart and changing the head?" The mummy muttered to himself, "If it is operated by the emperor, it can indeed be done."

Peel off the anti-pox virus in the Shenmai, only extract the antibody, and eliminate all divinity or other substances.

One person is not enough, so what about two or three?
The father used the condemned prisoners to cultivate the pox virus, and then produced antibodies in their bodies.Then fuse all the antibodies, as long as the rejection can be resolved, can the father be saved, right?
"But this method depends on the success rate. After all, the antibodies come from different people, so the antibodies of so many people may also be rejected?"

"However, can't we just extract the ready-made antibodies from the ancestors of the same origin?" Peng Yu said, looking at the mummy.

Shizi understood instantly, and took two steps back: "Don't make trouble, I'm already a dead person, and it's useless for you to look for me. My blood is not active, and I don't have any antibodies at all."

"That……"

"You can try that person in the underground palace."

"You mean the soul?"

"That's right. His Zhuansun bloodline is purer than mine."

"But he hasn't had smallpox, has he? Is it possible that he should get it once? Or extract blood for separate culture?"

"No need." The mummy said in a strange tone: "Although I have never seen him, I can guess his origin. He has smallpox resistance on his body, as long as you can extract it."

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