Silent Crown Chapter 258: Bad news
The crucible is preheated, the test tube is cleaned, the test bench is arranged, and the air is purified.
How many times Shire has played this set of procedures, and he has become so proficient. Just seeing that he can tinker with so many **** things by himself, although there are some **** problems on the road of musicians, but in mechanical technology and alchemy, Charles's talent is also outrageous.
However, the risk of Hu Lai is still very high.
While he was sorting things, Ye Qingxuan had already taken out the needle and drew the fresh blood of heaven and human from his body-the more he drew, the more distressed he was.
The blood of heaven and man, the superb medium, if it is really possible, every drop is the essence that is hundreds of times more than similar materials, it is simply flowing green gold!
So much money, I was drunk like a beer by the prodigal woman Lola!
Ye Qingxuan's heart is like a knife twist.
Beside, Charles looked at him in pain, and after a long silence, he suddenly patted him on the shoulder with pity: "Junior Brother, I see you are drawing blood with a painful look. Could it be that there is something unspeakable?
Unexpectedly, you are already at a young age... Hey, this kind of disease should be treated as soon as possible, and you must not avoid it. "
"Brother, you have enough."
Ye Qingxuan gave him a white look, and took out the experimental materials he had just bought from his backpack. If it weren't for the shaman's channel, there was a group of Tianzhu smugglers who would not know where to gather these prohibited materials for a while.
These materials are not precious, they are just unpopular, and few people buy them.
According to the theory of the Shixin School, ordinary people also have ether in their bodies. Musicians have an even higher rate of ether fusion due to years of contact. However, unless the healing movement that acts on the body is used, no matter what. Not more than ten percent.
Otherwise people will die.
The reason for using a large amount of alchemical materials to make the'medium' is to create an environment in which the ether can coexist with the human body.
When a suitable medium is obtained, the properties of the medium must be tested first, and the fusion rate between it and the ether must be figured out, if it is too low. Even if it is implanted in the body, it is in vain.
Ye Qingxuan was a little unsure about this, he didn't know if he was wishful thinking.
But the blood of heaven and human sounds such a powerful thing, so many years is of no use to me. It's going to shine a little, right?
Just as he waited silently, preparations have come to an end.
Tick, tick, tick...
The materials that have been filtered and processed layer by layer have been blended into the rosin, flowing viscously. Dropped in the beaker. Until the end, they condensed into a solid state in the beaker, reflecting the warm light like amber.
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and unscrewed the valve, so his blood flowed slowly into the beaker along the dropper.
So the dark red blood seeps into the amber, silently.
Among the amber, there was a dark red color slowly blending out, and in the end, it hovered in the middle. Like a scarlet spar wrapped in amber.
The card snapped.
With a soft cracking sound, Ye Qingxuan's eyes twitched, and he stared into the beaker.
The blood crystals that had condensed into a solid shattered, and something flowed out, filled with amber, softly licking, and faintly rippled.
The silver ripples reflect the fascinating colors, and there is a quiet beauty in the fleeting.
That is moonlight.
The soft moonlight constantly seeps out from the blood crystal like a liquid, clings to the amber, and faintly rises towards the sky. It turned into the shape of a flame.
The fire of moonlight.
Ye Qingxuan turned off the light.
In the darkness, the moonlight became more and more obvious.
In the cup, Amber pressed softly, fading away the color. Melted into the moonlight, it turned into a clear silvery white. The silver-white light illuminated the young man's face, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Success..."
He whispered softly: "It's worthy of the blood of heaven and man."
There is no doubt that the strongest attribute in his own blood of heaven and man is the moonlight inherited from Ye Lanzhou. The fusion rate is one hundred percent jaw-dropping. No, even faintly beyond...
He only put in a standard metered test agent, and it is impossible to measure out of range.
Up to now, he can only sigh that it is worthy of the blood of heaven and man, the root of the strength of the nine surnames of the Dragon Vessel, and the fusion rate with the ether is so strong...
It seems that he is right, his blood is the most suitable medium for practicing Xiaoyuan's theory.
It is born in its own body, and it does not even need to be implanted surgically. It also avoids many postoperative risks and the medicaments and funds used to eliminate internal organ rejection.
He can skip the most dangerous step directly, as long as he continues to strengthen the moonlight in his blood to a certain level, he can open up the small source in his body with movement and directly step into the core technology of the'Stone Heart School' .
As for how to enhance the properties of the medium, the Shixin School not only provides many new formulas, but also many follow-up cumbersome techniques. In this regard, Ye Qingxuan had a better way.
He knows his own affairs.
The moonlight in his blood comes from Ye Lanzhou. If you want to enhance it, just continue to study the "Moonlight" left by Ye Lanzhou.
Given his current state of being close to an official musician, it shouldn't be a big problem to reluctantly play the prologue under the guise of foreign objects.
It’s just that the prelude of Moonlight is obviously a movement to purify the demon. If you want to enhance it, you must go to the demon to purify it...
"But in Avalon, where can I find so many demons."
He has a headache, but before he finishes speaking, he is stunned: Goblin...Isn't there still a place where there are countless demons?
He stared at the burning moonlight in the cup and suddenly laughed.
It seems that some things need to be considered for a long time...
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After a night of hard work last night, although Ye Qingxuan slept all day, after finishing the media test, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel sleepy.
The House's exploration in the Shadow of Avalon was frustrated. Although they don't know what they want to do, there shouldn't be any major moves in a short time.
In other words, I can relax for a few days and get a good night's sleep.
In addition to the life-saving baby ceremonial hat, the advanced music theory of the Forbidden School that has been plagued me has also been solved in the inheritance of the heart seal, and even verified the possibility of the Xiaoyuan theory, the shadow of Avalon It has also become a place full of treasures.
After solving so many things at once, Ye Qingxuan's heart suddenly relaxed.
Although autumn is almost past and winter is about to come, he suddenly feels a sense of comfort in spring.
Sure enough, what did Dongfang say?
If there is no business in mind, it is a good time in the world.
He lay in a big letter on the bed and closed his eyes comfortably: There will be nothing tomorrow, let's sleep in!
Soon, cruelly, a slap in the face slapped him, awakening him from sleepiness-Old Feiding opened the door and threw a letter on his face.
That was an insignificant sect bank bill, but after deciphering the code hidden in the number, the news in the letter made Ye Qingxuan swear an swear word, and the whole body was cold.
Soon, he got dressed in a hurry and rushed out.
The letter said:
——The shaman is assassinated, life and death are unknown.
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Half an hour later, in the closed dark room, Ye Qingxuan opened the door and saw the old man on the hospital bed.
The shaman is half leaning against the head of the bed, looking down at the latest newspaper in his hand with glasses. Seeing Ye Qingxuan coming in, he raised his head and motioned him to sit casually.
Ye Qingxuan pulled over a chair and sat opposite him, looking at his complete limbs, only to feel a false alarm.
"I heard that you were killed."
"It's not that bad, but it's not that good either."
The shaman smiled, closed the newspaper in his hand, and threw it aside: "As you can see, it can be said to be... lingering."
In his chest, there is a huge hole in the white hospital gown.
Through that hole, Ye Qingxuan could see the blood-stained bed sheet behind him, and the lungs that twitched hard in it, and his heart was gone.
The chanter has implanted various auxiliary internal organs for him to continue his life.
At present, it seems that only life can be sustained.
Ye Qingxuan's pupils trembled, and he retracted his gaze:
"It's miserable."
"Yes." The shaman nodded in agreement.
In silence, Ye Qingxuan asked, "Why did you fall to this level?"
"Last night, in the early morning, a monster with a eagle-headed human body fell from the sky. All my guards died. Six musicians gave their lives to stop it, and they were torn to pieces like paper bags.
Finally, the thing made a paw towards my chest, and the heart was gone. If it weren't for the ghost hand to take me away, I'm afraid you can only see a shaman made up of fragments now. "
"..."
Ye Qingxuan fell silent: Last night, he also saw the eagle-headed human monster in the shadow of Avalon. The sacrifice of the Hundred Eyes also transformed into that kind.
"The eagle-headed human body is the characteristic of the "eagle-wing mother" in natural disasters. It is one of the gods of the Hundred Eyes, and black musicians who have signed a contract with it will transform into that way.
It seems that the House has really turned to the Hundred Eyes. "
"As expected~IndoMTL.com~The real controller behind the house has always had an unclear relationship with the Hundred Eyes. However, you came to me, there must be other things, right?"
The shaman asked, "Good? Bad?"
"Bad."
Ye Qingxuan said, "The House has begun to enter the shadow of Avalon."
The shaman was not surprised or angry, but just nodded, "I already know."
He pointed to the newspaper that was thrown aside, and motioned to Ye Qingxuan to take a look.
Ye Qingxuan unfolded, then froze.
Second edition, Article 1: Unidentified damage occurred in the residence of the Royal Orchestra, and the banquet hall was in a mess, suspected of being caused by radicals. A few blurry photos are also attached.
Ye Qingxuan actually doesn't need to look at the photos at all. How can the photos compare to seeing them in person?
But what he saw was clearly in the shadow of Avalon... (to be continued.)