Unlimited Bloodstone

Then, the ship ghost introduced Qingling to Cang Xu.

The spirit of the fin was summoned by the ghost of the ship. After careful cultivation, the spirit of the fin was restored to its original state.

"She has helped me a lot and is my best experimental assistant." The ship ghost admired Qi Ling, "Unfortunately, she couldn't let go of her clan and begged me many times, hoping that I would return her freedom and let her Continue to contribute to your tribe."

"I warned her that her status is too special at this time, and she will not be tolerated by the tribe."

"But she still insists on this, so I can only let go." The ship ghost sighed deeply.

The taciturn Qi Ling gave the ship ghost a deep salute: "My lord, I will never forget the grace of your rebuilding. The days when I served as your assistant were the most fulfilling and comfortable days for me."

"But as you said, any life has the right to pursue its own happiness and the meaning of life."

"So, I chose to return to the tribe and silently protect my tribe. Although I may be misunderstood, I feel very happy."

"Humph!" The little prince retorted immediately, "You are just a ghost, you have no bones at all, how can you be 'unforgettable'?"

"You're an idiot!"

"After returning to the clan, I was almost killed by the clansmen. Although I have strength, I don't fight back."

"In the end, it was Master Ship Ghost who took action and saved you."

"Just like that, you still secretly ran back, secretly fought to the death with powerful sea beasts, and dedicated yourself to the tribe."

Qiao Ling sneered: "How can you be better than me? At a certain time every year, don't you just look at a certain sea ship passing by here."

"Aren't you also secretly protecting your own country's merchant ships? Even if you were bombarded by merchant ships, you never fought back?"

"You!" the little prince could not refute.

The ship ghost explained in a timely manner: "He turned into an undead, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Our little prince is really a prince, but he died young despite his noble birth."

"His parents were not reconciled and secretly hired a necromancer to resurrect him with undead magic."

"The little prince cannot continue to live with his parents in this form, which will bring huge trouble to both parties."

"So, after tossing around for a while, he stayed in this sea area."

"At a certain time every year, his parents visit the ice island by sea boat. This is a rare opportunity for him to reunite with his parents."

Qi Ling rarely interjected: "Not only that, when the little prince first came here, he was very persistent."

"If it wasn't for Master Ship Gui, who took the trouble to take care of him and deal with the various troubles he caused, he would have been broken into bones long ago."

With the help of their mutual dismantling, Cang Xu had a deeper understanding of the several undead fellows present.

I also figured out: why Kufeng and others respect the ship ghost so much.

The ship ghost looked at Cangbeu and concluded, "So you see, we are not purely dangerous."

"We all have our own pursuits in life, and we also want to control our own happiness in life."

"It's just that our life forms are a little special."

"Even, there are compelling reasons for us to turn into undead."

Cang Xu frowned: "But I'm different from you. I took the initiative to become a necromancer."

"I'm here to get more resources to facilitate better practice. What I want is to strengthen myself, the stronger the better."

"You're more innocent than me. But that's not my concern, folks."

"I just want to ask, when will this rally officially start?"

"Rookie, pay attention to your tone of voice. You must know that you are talking to Lord Kanuki." The little prince rebuked immediately.

Qin Ling paused the long-handled staff in his hand, and reprimanded lightly: "Be patient, newcomer."

The ship ghost waved his hand: "Oh hoo hoo hoo."

He laughed. "Don't be nervous, two. Please don't get me wrong."

"You introduced how you became a necromancer. I will introduce you to other people's past. First of all, it is fair."

"Secondly, I want to prove that although we have become undead life, it does not mean that we will sink into it."

"I believe you have already felt the erosion of negative energy on your nature."

"I think that's the biggest drawback of the undead genre."

Cang Xu was silent, his brows furrowed deeper.

He thought for a while, and then said: "To counteract erosion... This is one of the main purposes of my coming here."

The ship ghost nodded: "I can see that you have the excellent quality of a mage."

"You transformed your body and became a living dead, trying to maintain your humanity and resist the erosion of negative energy."

"Although the method is immature and the technique is rough, it shows your perseverance."

Cang Xu had a strange look on his face, and his heart shook.

The ship ghost's eyes are sharp, and he can directly see through part of the details of Cangbeard.

The ship ghost continued: "I have seen many colleagues who pursue power too much, are eroded by negative energy without knowing it, and even actively indulge in it in exchange for stronger power."

"They are lost and depraved because of this, and the many notories of necromancers have also come from it."

"It's very wrong and very bad."

"All power must be brought under control to be considered a qualified mage. Conversely, being controlled by power is just a poor bastard."

"Because of this, I pursued the Dao of the Blade for Xiaofeng, guarded the clan for Xiaoyu, and enjoyed the reunion of children and their parents."

"It is these factors that act as anchors to keep us from being carried away by the waves of power in our practice."

Qing Xin was shaken by the bitter words of the ship ghost.

Cang Xu bowed deeply and saluted: "Ashamed, I'm superficial, thank you very much for your advice!"

The ship ghost saw through Cangsu's way of transforming his body to maintain human nature, and from Cangsu's previous words and attitudes, he inferred that he was probably participating in the gathering of the dead for the first time.

For such newcomers, the ship ghost actively imparted his own practice experience.

And Cangxu's response also made the ship ghost's temperament to be a teacher greatly satisfied.

"Oh **** ho ho." The ship ghost laughed, "When people are old, they like to nag. Okay, let's start this meeting. Xiaofeng, you are the master of this place, and I invite you to preside over it."

Kuifeng bowed and said, "First of all, it is the part of resource exchange. Each member speaks in turn and puts forward their own needs. After that, if others have a transaction intention, they can communicate on the spot."

The crying wind glanced around for a week, and his eyes finally fell on Cang Xu.

Cang Xu realized it immediately, and said first: "I am here to participate in the gathering to find a way to counteract the erosion of negative energy, and at the same time, I want to go a step further and buy some spells and resources that can strengthen myself."

Qi Ling, the little prince and the others did not answer, and all looked at the ship ghost.

The ship ghost laughed out loud: "Oh **** ho ho, I do have a legacy of the undead here, which is very suitable for you."

He pulled a painting out of his storage gear.

This is an oil painting.

The pitch-black, straight frame has no conventional patterned ornaments. It is obviously carefully selected and matched with the vermilion-based picture content.

The content of the oil painting made Cang Xu feel very familiar.

This is the famous classic painting - Bloodline Zuhe Tu.

At the very top of the picture, is a tall, fuzzy figure, cutting open his own heart.

A **** river flows from the heart.

The river flows mighty, branching from upstream, forming titans, dragons, elemental beings, angels, demons, demons.

The river narrowed and continued to branch in the middle, around the branches of elves, dwarves, orcs, humans, and barbarians.

The river turned into a stream, and branched again downstream, dividing into goblins, gnomes, murlocs, naga, and treants.

The blood ancestral river map depicts the creation myth.

According to legend, the world was originally a wasteland.

God is here.

The emptiness and barrenness of the world made him roar, and he tore open his body to make rivers of blood.

Rivers of blood flowed all over the world, and from upstream were born titans, dragons, elemental beings, angels, demons, demons. From the middle reaches elves, dwarves, orcs, humans, and barbarians are born. Goblins, gnomes, murlocs, naga, and treants are born downstream.

The world thus becomes prosperous and all things coexist.

God is dead.

This creation myth is spread among all ethnic groups.

The author of the Bloodline Ancestral River Map used the form of painting to describe this story.

There are many details worth mentioning.

Among them, the images of titans, dragons, etc. born in the upstream are all very large. The body size of the races in the middle reaches has shrunk a lot, less than half of the upper reaches. Downstream, the racial profile is even smaller.

Painters use this to show the differences and pros and cons between races.

The world divides these races into three tiers: the upper race, the middle race, and the lower race.

There is a bloodline map accumulated by the war mongers in the Deep Sea Monster Fish. This bloodline Ancestral River map can be regarded as the earliest initial bloodline map.

Today, the bloodlines are mixed with each other, and the racial theory of the upper, middle and lower three has been eliminated. But it is undeniable that the influence still exists. (The current mainstream in academia is the supremacy of the human race. Of course, other races do not recognize it, and they have been arguing fiercely about this.)

The ship ghost handed the painting to Cang Xu in public: "The Bloodline Ancestral River Map is very meaningful, and the soul painter probably values ​​this meaning, so he copied a lot of these paintings and put them into it."

"The inheritance you got is just the basic inheritance. And here is the advanced inheritance."

"You can inspect the goods now."

Cang Xu knew in his heart that he had to inspect the goods on the spot. Because this may be another test and review of the ship ghost.

After checking the painting again and finding no problems, Cangsu decided to take a risk.

He cut open his wrist~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and dripped blood to the source of the Blood River, the heart of the God of Creation.

The blood radiated brilliance and gradually spread, lighting up the entire river of blood.

Immediately, the blood river dried up, revealing the riverbed.

All racial images seem to have been eroded by negative energy, transforming into undead forms of skeletons, zombies, and ghosts. From the desolate and mysterious style of ancient times, it suddenly became eerie and terrifying.

At the same time, a wave of knowledge was instilled in Cang Xu's heart.

"Blood is endless, all races will perish!" The ship ghost sang in a satisfied tone.

His poetic tone resonated.

The next moment, Qi Ling, the little prince, Wai Feng, and Cang Xu all agreed: "Bloodlines are endless, and all clans will perish."

At this moment, Qing Xin, who was out of place, finally felt the terrifying atmosphere of the gathering of the dead.