Deceiving Immortals: Genius Girl Upgrade Record

Before he could finish a sentence, Bu Chenyu was shaken all over, his face became paler, and a thread of blood slowly oozes from his bloodless lips.

Zheng Haoyi was finally moved: "What's wrong with you?"

Bu Chenyu forced a bitter smile: "There is always a price to be paid for spying on the secrets of the heavens. I have exhausted my hundred years of life and only look at this clue. I can only ask you for the rest. Depart from the Palace of secrets tomorrow at noon and go west for thirteen hundred miles , remember, remember!"

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength in saying a few words, he raised his hand to support the pillars, swayed and fell to the ground, the corners of his eyes began to ooze blood, his whole body exuded a strong sense of decadence, as if A peerless orchid that bloomed to the extreme and withered sadly.

Zheng Haoyi took a fixed look at him, but he didn't reach out to help him, but said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll make a note."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and walk away, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, turned his head and said to Bu Chenyu: "You think I'll just say what you said, why waste so much chicken blood?"

Chicken blood? !

The dying Bu Chenyu suddenly raised his head and dared not say anything: "How do you know that I used chicken blood?!"

His pair of beautiful phoenix eyes almost turned into bull's eyes, how could his excited expression look weak and dying?

Zheng Haoyi rubbed his forehead and said: "Last time you used fruit juice, the color was too light, last time you used cinnabar, the texture was not good, last time you used syrup, the sweetness was too strong, I see that this time you prepared It’s been so long that you’ll probably need to use real blood. Most of the Temple of Heaven’s Secret is fasting, and it’s strictly forbidden to kill indiscriminately if you occasionally eat meat. What kind of blood is chicken blood? Could it be that you are willing to bleed yourself?"

Bu Chenyu was hit hard and complained very much: "Can't you pretend to be fooled by me?"

"It's too fake! You haven't reached the realm of washing the marrow of the Book of Changes yet, and your life expectancy will be more than 80 years at most. How can you waste a hundred years of life expectancy? It's too insulting to my wisdom to be deceived by such a cheap lie." Zheng Zheng Hao Yi shook his head and said.

The cultivation bases of martial artists on Qianyun Continent are divided into seven realms, which are the Embodied Realm, Bone Changing Realm, Marrow Washing Realm, Yijing Realm, Transcendent Realm, Refreshing Realm, and Saint Realm. Like ordinary people, the longest is only about a hundred years.

A martial artist in the Transcendent Realm can have a lifespan of about two hundred years, while in the Realm of Essence, he can live for 500 years, and in the Realm of Saints, it can last as long as a thousand years!It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a living god.

"And your wig." Zheng Haoyi didn't seem to find it exciting enough, pointing to Bu Chenyu's amazingly long hair scattered on the ground and continued: "Your hair just reached your shoulders more than a month ago. With cultivation base and talent, at this time, if the hair grows beyond the shoulders, it will be against the sky."

The length of hair is one of the important symbols to show the cultivation level and talent of young warriors in Qianyun Continent. Before the age of 20, the higher the level of cultivation and the better the talent, the longer the hair would be. Those with waist-length hair when they were young were all well-known and powerful men on the mainland.

If Bu Chenyu's over-the-knee wig is real, he must at least be a top-notch expert.

Zheng Haoyi's rebuke made Bu Chenyu furious, and he didn't care about pretending to be a fairy, so he jumped up like a tiger and grabbed Zheng Haoyi's lapel, saying fiercely, "Will you go or not?"

Zheng Haoyi smiled: "Go! You made such a big show just to trick me into meeting someone who is destined for me. If I don't go, it will be too disrespectful to you."

"You're smart." Bu Chenyu angrily wiped off the chicken blood from the corners of his lips and eyes, and he was a little unwilling to think about it: "I'm serious, you do what I say, and tomorrow you will really see your destiny." People, the theory of the end is not my own calculation, several ancestors in the clan have similar premonitions."