My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 100 Advancement to Bone Tempering
"system"

【A foster child life simulation system】

【Name: Li Changkong】

[Father: Li Fanjiang (favorability degree 80)]

【天赋：饕餮之胃（金）0/10000、铜皮铁骨（蓝）80/100、血怒（蓝）0/100、武豪（蓝）40/100、扬威（蓝）0/100】

【Essence Force: 37】

【Sentiment: None】

[Realm: Ninth-Rank Blood Refining Realm (Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke 8 feet 3 inches)]

[Cultivation method: Waves Jue (Blood Refining Chapter 166%)]

[Martial arts: Wave Fist (Dacheng, Dajiang Artistic Conception) Overlord's Spear Incomplete (Overlord's one-word spear throwing style is proficient)]

【Analog: 30/100】

Li Changkong hesitated for a moment, now he has 37 points of Yuanli.

If all these elements were added to the Qi and blood, then he would directly reach the twelve inches of Qi and blood wolf smoke, which is the realm that can only be reached after the first-grade kung fu method of refining blood can be reached after cultivation.

But if he added it like this, he would have no energy to spare, and he would lose a hole card invisibly.

In Wushafang before, if Li Changkong hadn't possessed the trump card of Yuanli to heal injuries, if Li Changkong wanted to win Wu Yi, he would undoubtedly have to pay a higher price.

On the contrary, if you add Yuanli to the copper-skinned iron bone, it will not only upgrade it to a purple talent.

After leaving a part of Yuanli as a hole card, it can push the Qi and Blood Wolf Smoke to nearly ten inches.

Li Changkong weighed it carefully and made up his mind.

'System, add some energy and blood! '

Li Changkong lay flat on the ground, surrounded by strong Yuan power.

What prompted Li Changkong to make up his mind was that in the third simulation, he completed the bone tempering within three months after his blood was exhausted.

It is very likely that this was done when he had no skills.

Moreover, there is no system for Li Changkong in the simulation. With talent alone, the possibility of Li Changkong reaching twelve feet of vitality is the same as that of Xiao Longnu agreeing to be your girlfriend for three days.

Can't say there is no, can only say that there is no hope.

Therefore, Li Changkong decided to take a gamble. If he won the bet, he would be directly promoted to the peak of bone quenching, and was ready to break through to the seventh rank.

At that time, he should have some strength to protect himself against Li Fanjiang and that gloomy young man.

If you lose the bet.

Li Changkong looked at the previous simulation process, his eyes were firmly locked on the word Mao Dongyuan.

No matter in which simulation, Li Fanjiang and the others dared to make big moves after Mao Dongyuan left Jiangzhou.

That's enough to say.

If the game cannot be broken, Li Changkong intends to tell Mao Dongyuan that Yi Shengqian colluded with the Blood Sea Sect to rebel.

Although this was just Li Changkong's own guess and he had no evidence at all, as long as Mao Dongyuan could be suspicious of that gloomy man, it would be fine.

If Li Changkong guessed right, then it would be a great achievement.

If Li Changkong guessed wrong, he would be killed by Mao Dongyuan.

If you can't break the game, you will be killed, and if you guess wrong, you will be killed.

Left and right are dead, it is better to fight.

But there may also be a consequence of doing so, that is, losing one's golden finger.

Now that Li Changkong has worshiped Li Fanjiang as his adoptive father, if he becomes a deadly enemy with him, Li Changkong doesn't know if his system can still be used.

At present, the system simulates that Li Changkong can still choose the target to leave his adoptive father, but even if there is only a very small probability of losing the golden finger, Li Changkong can't gamble.

The price is simply too high.

But if it really comes to the point where you have to choose.

Li Changkong looked at Li Fanjiang's name on the system, and there was a look of cruelty in his eyes.

Then don't blame me for backstabbing!
As the saying goes, a ninja who doesn't want to be the One Piece is not a good god of death, and a son who doesn't backstab his adoptive father is not a good son.

Of course, Li Changkong is still willing to maintain a good relationship with Li Fanjiang if there is a choice.

As long as the golden finger is still there, time is on his side.

Although Yi Shengqian's side is a big ship that is destined to sink, it's still the same sentence.

As long as his strength is in place, Li Changkong may not be able to turn his back on the guest.

This master, the monk can touch it, the Taoist priest can touch it, why can't Li Changkong touch it?

Murder and arson are recruited, an eternal truth.

Li Changkong's eyes were dim. At this moment, the spirits of Cao thief, Sima's old thief, and the backstabber of his adoptive father gathered in him.

While his thoughts were spinning, under the impetus of Yuanli, Li Changkong's qi and blood smoke rose rapidly like a rocket.

9 inches.

10 inches.

11 inches.

In Li Changkong's feeling, his qi and blood surged through his body like a big dragon surging wantonly.

In the end, he reached the consummation that countless people dream of.

Twelve inches of qi and blood wolf smoke!

Without hesitation, Li Changkong manipulated the Qi and blood, causing it to rush towards the bones.

A large amount of Qi and blood poured into Li Changkong's torso, leg bones, hand bones, and skull. Li Changkong's bones were like an extremely empty sponge, rapidly absorbing Qi and blood into it.

The feeling of soreness, numbness and pain spread from every inch of bone.

It felt like there were countless filament-like bugs burrowing through the bones. This torture-like experience made Li Changkong clench his teeth instantly.

If other warriors saw Li Changkong's breakthrough, his eyes would widen.

Their breakthroughs are made slowly inch by inch. On the one hand, they do not have enough energy and blood, and on the other hand, they relieve pain.

The consequences of doing what Li Changkong did would most likely be that he would faint in pain, and then his bones would be broken every inch of his body due to the uncontrollable Qi and blood.

Under the infusion of Qi and blood, Li Changkong's bones became harder and harder.

Bone quenching is to make the warrior's bones harder.

The reason why Wu Yi was not broken by Li Changkong's blow before was that apart from the armor he was wearing, one of the reasons was that the bones were much harder than ordinary people after tempering.

On the other side, in a courtyard of the Gang Lord's Mansion.

Leng Yan was lying on a young girl's body. The girl had tears in her almond eyes, her body was bruised and purple, and she looked at Leng Yan in fear.

Just when Leng Yan was in high spirits, the blood sea internal force in his body suddenly became active.

"Is this advanced?"

Leng Yan turned his head to look in Li Changkong's direction.

In his perception, the allure of that spot of light in the distance suddenly increased several times.

Leng Yan licked his lips greedily, and almost couldn't hold back the desire to suck up Li Changkong's tempting delicacy.

"No, this old guy hasn't let go yet, so he can't make a move yet."

Leng Yan looked at the terrified eyes of the girl below him, and stuck out his long scarlet tongue.

"what"

The girl's scream was stuck in her throat.

But in just a few seconds, her plump body quickly shriveled up, looking like a bug that had been sucked dry by a spider, leaving only an empty skin sac.

A touch of intoxication appeared on Leng Yan's face, his deathly pale face instantly turned rosy, and his whole person suddenly became angry, his face was still the same, but instantly became handsome.

He put on his coat, and his followers picked up the girl's mummified body expressionlessly for disposal.

The oil lamp went out, and there was only a creepy chuckle in the dark room.

"Hey, I'm really looking forward to your taste."

(End of this chapter)