Throne of Vientiane Civilization

During this process, the horse showed some resistance.

However, as the best horse in their stable, its character and obedience undoubtedly met the requirements, and it had to have enough trust in humans.

In addition, Ma Guotao was the one who usually took care of it, which made the horse trust Ma Guotao more.

Even though it resisted in its heart, it finally let Ma Guotao feed the drop of blood.

Ma Guotao, who knew this, felt even more uncomfortable, but he had no choice.

After watching his beloved horse eat the drop of blood, Ma Guotao stepped back two steps and began to observe the changes of his beloved horse with a nervous face.

Accompanied by a snort, he soon found that his beloved horse became anxious.

Ma Guotao subconsciously wanted to go up to comfort it, but was pulled by Zhou Xu.

"Don't get close, it may be dangerous."

Almost at the same time Zhou Xu said this, blood foam began to emerge from the mouth of the horse, and at the same time, the muscular body began to spasm uncontrollably.

Less than two seconds later, it fell to the ground with a "thump". During this process, its body was still twitching, and the situation became more and more serious.

Later, blood began to flow out of its nostrils, eyes, and even ears.

In a violent twitch, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

The sharp-eyed Zhou Xu noticed at a glance that the blood was mixed with the drop of blood essence that had been fed before!

The drop of blood essence seemed to be rejecting the original blood of the sweat-blood horse. The blood could not get close at all, as if it was pushed away by an invisible force, making them look clearly separated from each other.

Without Zhou Xu saying much, Silk on the side had already hurriedly taken the porcelain bottle to recover the blood essence.

They originally thought that after failing, they would need to try to take the blood essence out of the sweat-blood horse's body, but they didn't expect that the sweat-blood horse would spit out the blood essence directly.

They were really scared just now, for fear that this drop of blood essence would be spit on the ground and wasted.

Although it was not difficult for them to get this drop of blood essence, it was obviously not that easy to get another drop.

They finally breathed a sigh of relief until the drop of blood essence was successfully collected into the porcelain bottle by Silk.

At the same time, after this incident, they also clearly discovered that although this blood essence looked like a drop of dazzling blood, its texture was actually different from ordinary liquid.

It was more like a liquid gem, which was not compatible with other liquids. Even if it was mixed in a pool of blood, it could be easily taken out.

During this period, along with the spitting out of this drop of blood essence, the sweat-blood horse that fell to the ground also completely lost its vitality.

The body seemed a little twisted due to violent convulsions and spasms, and the state of bleeding from all seven orifices made its death even more miserable.

At this moment, looking at such a miserable death, even Zhou Xu felt a little uncomfortable, not to mention Ma Guotao who raised him.

Ma Guotao's eyes were red almost in an instant.

The whole person squatted down and gently touched the head of his beloved horse.

"Do you want to continue?"

At this time, his voice was already hoarse.

Hearing this, Zhou Xu hesitated a little.

Theoretically, if the sweat-blood horse in front of him was the best one in the horse farm, and it had already failed, it would be useless to let other sweat-blood horses try.

Or, his thinking was wrong from the beginning.

While his thoughts were flying, Zhou Xu tried to mobilize his limited understanding of blood essence, trying to find the answer in it.

He really didn't know much about blood essence. The only experience he had was that when Qiansui was just born, he ate his mother's blood essence in a daze, and then ate the blood essence of the saber-toothed tiger. Both times, Qiansui took the initiative to eat.

[Wait! Take the initiative to eat? 】

Zhou Xu suddenly felt that he seemed to have grasped a key point.

As we all know, animals have strong wild instincts. They know what is good for them, what is harmful to them, what can be eaten, and what cannot be eaten.

This powerful instinct born for survival is unmatched by other species.

"Maybe, we can try to let them choose for themselves."

Hearing this, Ma Guotao, who was still immersed in the grief of losing his beloved horse, did not react for a while.

Zhou Xu saw this and was not surprised. He told Ma Guotao his idea directly.

After listening, Ma Guotao did not know what to say for a while, but he still agreed. It was better than feeding them with blood essence directly.

As always, let's start with the sweat-blood horse.

Let Ma Guotao take the porcelain bottle containing blood essence and try it one by one.

Facing the porcelain bottle handed over, the sweat-blood horses subconsciously came over to smell it, and then they seemed to be frightened and retreated in panic.

After a round of testing, the sweat-blood horses in the horse farm were almost all in a state of escape.

Later, Zhou Xu simply conducted the same test on the ordinary war horses in the horse farm.

Needless to say, they were all afraid of this drop of blood.

At this moment, Zhou Xu probably felt that these war horses were probably all doomed.

The reason is very simple. Suppose you want a soldier to fight the enemy, and you hand him a knife, but he doesn't even dare to take it and runs away when he sees it. What else can you expect from him?

Zhou Xu thought that the situation of these war horses was basically the same.

He could understand that the specifications of extraordinary creatures were completely beyond those of ordinary animals. Seeking benefits and avoiding harm was the instinct of creatures. It was completely normal for war horses to feel afraid.

But how could they who chose to escape withstand the baptism of blood essence?

Zhou Xu told Ma Guotao about his new idea.

Ma Guotao fell into deep thought.

"The horses in the stables are all trained to be war horses, so their personalities are very important. On the premise that their qualities meet the requirements, I will basically choose horses with good personalities and high obedience for breeding. According to what you just said, perhaps some more unruly horses may meet this condition."

"Does that mean we have to catch wild horses now? Or wait for the foals to be born later to see if there are any suitable ones?"

For Zhou Xu, this efficiency is undoubtedly too low.

But Ma Guotao shook his head when he heard this.

"In fact, there is a Ferghana horse that should meet this requirement."

At this point, Ma Guotao looked at Zhou Xu.

"That horse has very high physical fitness, but its personality is very fierce, and it is impossible to train it..."

Hearing this, Zhou Xu has already remembered.

"Prince Horse!"

He was very impressed by this horse at the beginning. It was really handsome and wild. The unruly nature was visible to the naked eye.

Later, Zhou Xu gave it to Jie Liancheng, who tamed it.