The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 2: early morning
The city-state of the Yin clan under the blood mist barrier was shrouded in a layer of faint blood.
The oriental palace-style buildings with bucket arches and flying eaves are mixed with the tall pyramids with weird styles. There is an indescribable sense of harmony in the weirdness and spookiness. A large group of Yin people with handsome and beautiful faces, full of yin and pale skin, came and went among them. When they saw the fast-paced Yin Xuege, they all sneered silently.
Countless indifferent smiles were like flying knives, piercing Yin Xuege's body in disorder, making him feel cold all over, and forcing him to raise his head even more. With countless malicious eyes and smiles, Yin Xuege walked quickly through the dark and deep Yin family city-state. After a quarter of an hour, he returned to his residence near the 'Children's Hall'.
The Zhizi Hall is also called the Palace of Inheritance, and it is the place where the Yin family used to teach Zhizi, various thaumaturgy secrets, and various cultivation secrets. All children under the age of 18 in the clan, regardless of their origin, must live in a dormitory near the Zhizi Hall.
In a dormitory area with a radius of more than ten miles, thousands of small two-story buildings with uniform styles are entrenched in the shade of twisted trees like **** monsters. The small building where Yin Xuege lives is in the most remote corner of the dormitory area and the farthest from the Zhizi Hall, and the small building he lives in is also the most dilapidated of all the small buildings.
And I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the dozens of small buildings near Yin Xuege have not been accommodated, and even the nearest few small buildings have been razed to the ground, and Yin Xuege's residence has been imperceptibly destroyed. The other dormitories in the entire Zhizidian were isolated.
He walked into his residence without looking aside, wiped his body in a hurry, and changed into a tight leather suit. Yin Xuege stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom and slapped his hands hard He touched his cheek, and then quietly looked at the figure in the mirror.
Thin and tall, taller than an ordinary eleven-year-old boy by a punch. There was a hint of eerieness and chill on the face that hadn't opened yet, and the handsome face made Yin Xuege himself look a little strange.
A head of smooth long hair was tied behind his head with a blood-colored headband, and two long strands of hair fell from the front of his forehead, just blocking the slightly dark red eyes. Yin Xuege raised a strand of hair, squinted one eye, and his pupils expanded and contracted rapidly. After repeating this seven or eight times, his pupils suddenly turned a bright blood red.
The **** light lasted for three seconds in the eyes, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.
Gritting her teeth tightly, she pursed her lips in a weird smile, Yin Xuege shook her head in disdain, and smacked **** the ground.
"A direct son of the Yin clan? Who cares about such a monster-like bloodline? Yin clan, Yin clan, Yin clan!"
Recalling Yin Xuejiao's arrogant and domineering laughter last night, and recalling the crazy suppression and secret calculations by the other sons of the Yin family, headed by Yin Xuejiao and Yin Xuefeng, in the past few years, Yin Xuege's expression It became paler and paler, and gradually the complexion became almost transparent. The blood in his eyes became more and more intense, and even the small bathroom gradually filled with a faint smell of blood.
"Monsters! The so-called Yin people are all monsters! You are just a group of monsters!"
At this moment, there was a muffled sound of drums from the Zhizi Hall near the dormitory area. The sound of the battle drum made of the skin of the legendary son of Thunder God was extremely low, but it directly blasted into the depths of his mind like rolling thunder, shaking Yin Xuege's body violently.
This is the first round of the three rounds of drumming before Zhizidian's lecture. After the sound of the three rounds of drums, the children who have not yet appeared in the classroom of the Zhizi Temple will be punished extremely severely by the Yin family's family law. That kind of punishment is something no normal-thinking person is willing to experience.
Yin Xuege restrained the blood in his eyes, turned around and turned into a faint shadow, rushing in the direction of Zhizidian. The air was torn apart by Yin Xuege's sprinting body, and there was a long and crisp 'chichi' sound like a tearing silk.
The Zhizi Hall stands in the north of this dormitory area. It is a building with a strange shape, almost nondescript.
The dark red nine-story stepped pyramid undoubtedly comes from an exotic architectural style. The pyramid as high as Lixu stands like a hill at the end of a square ten miles long and wide. It is magnificent and dignified, giving people a great impression deterrence. And the blood-colored lights dotted on the pyramid made the pyramid even more monstrous and sinister, making people afraid to approach it.
This was originally a purely foreign-style building, but at the entrance of this pyramid, a 100-meter-high statue of the great sage of the monster clan, Wahuang, was built in oriental myths and legends. Wa Huangshi, with a human head and a snake body, stood proudly in front of the entrance of the pyramid. She held the blade of a strange-shaped long sword in her left hand, but she held a dark red bat in her right hand!
The exotic stepped pyramid, the statue of the great sage Wa Huang of the oriental monster clan, and the huge bat held by Wa Huang in his hand, all of these are combined to give people a weird and distorted feeling. Coupled with the light blood sprinkled by the rolling blood mist enchantment in the sky, the Zhizi Temple of the Yin clan is like a giant monster bathed in a sea of blood, which may explode and destroy everything around it at any time.
Yin Xuege stopped in front of the statue of Emperor Wa. With a sullen face, he bowed deeply to the statue.
The direction of his salute was not the Wahuang clan who was supreme among the Eastern monster clan, but the giant bat that Wahuang clan was holding in his hand. The blood-colored bat standing a few meters in the palm of Wahuang's palm stood tall and proud. It is the image of the avatar formed by the blood of the ancestor of the Yin clan in legend.
The drumbeat of the Zhizi Palace has already reached the second round, and a large number of Yin clan children came from all directions. Like Yin Xuege, they bowed to the blood-colored bat one after another, but they did not pay any attention to Nawahuang. Gu.
After bowing deeply, all the young children of the Yin clan turned into shadows one after another, rushing into the palace of young children like a strong wind.
The third round of drumming sounded, and Yin Xuege had already arrived in front of a spacious hall in the Zhizi Hall. But a foot suddenly stretched out from the slanting stab, and unhurriedly tripped towards Yin Xuege's foot. Yin Xuege's steps suddenly became chaotic, he raised his breath suddenly, and managed to dodge the malicious kick with great difficulty.
But two figures suddenly bumped over from behind him, and they hit his shoulders at the same time. The huge impact made Yin Xuege unable to stabilize his body anymore, and he flew forward in embarrassment. It flew over 20 meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.
With a 'snap', Yin Xuege lay firmly on the ground. With this fall, Yin Xuege's internal organs almost turned over, his mind trembled, gold stars flashed in front of his eyes, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
There were already dozens of young children of the Yin clan standing in the hall. When they saw Yin Xuege falling into the hall in such a state of embarrassment, everyone burst into laughter at the same time. 'Hee hee', 'ha ha', 'hey hey', with endless malicious laughter pouring down on Yin Xuege like a tide, making Yin Xuege's face turn red and blue, forcing him to Get up from the ground as fast as you can.
Yin Jiying, the chief deacon of the Zhizidian of the Yin family walked up to Yin Xuege with a gloomy expression, and gently patted Yin Xuege's shoulder with his hands. He who was two heads taller than Yin Xuege shook his head, then sighed leisurely.
"Blood Song, your aptitude is really the worst among the children I have ever seen. Do you think it is necessary for you to continue to waste family resources in the Palace of Children? Distribute the resources wasted on you to Any child of the collateral line, his current strength is at least twice as strong as yours!"
Yin Xuege clenched his fists. He looked up at Yin Jiying, who was serious and majestic, and forced out a few words: "Third Uncle, it's them!"
"Don't!" Yin Jiying shook his head hastily, he covered Yin Xuege's mouth, and shook his head exaggeratedly: "I can't afford to be called your 'third uncle'! Others call me third uncle, I am naturally happy! But blood song, how can I be worthy of it?"
The group of children burst out laughing again. They stood in the distance jokingly, exchanged glances, and laughed and chatted.
"Isn't it? Uncle Jiying, only we can call it."
"Yin Xuege, you are not from our Yin clan. You can call me third uncle?"
"A father doesn't know whose **** it is, how dare the third uncle agree to his call?"
Harsh words are like countless swords, piercing Yin Xuege's heart again and again. Yin Xuege, who was only eleven years old, had heard these vicious words countless times. He just gritted his teeth, held his head up, and stopped looking at Yin Jiying, but looked at the wall of this hall.
On the walls of the main hall built with black boulders, countless reliefs depicting the great achievements of the ancestors of the Yin people are densely carved.
For example, the origin of the Yin family - at the beginning of the end of the Dharma Era, the laws of heaven and earth disintegrated, the spiritual energy of the universe dissipated, and the immortal path of the cultivators was cut off, and there was no hope of eternal life. Yin Tianjue, the founder of the Yin family, brazenly rebelled against Taoism and became a demon. As an oriental monk, he led the elders of the "Tianzi Generation" of the Yin family to raid the Blood Demon Temple, **** the blood of the blood demon from the upper realm, and forcibly kill himself. Transform into the body of a blood demon!
Relying on the tyrannical and evil blood demon body, Yin Tianjue led his clansmen to raise blood slaves in captivity in the Dharma-ending era when the aura of heaven and earth had completely dissipated. Hundreds of years of cooperating vertically and horizontally, forcibly developed the Yin clan into the top tyrannical force in the east and west.
This is a great achievement that everyone in the Yin clan is familiar with, and it is an immortal feat that belongs to Yin Tianjue, the ancestor of the Yin clan. Ever since Yin Xuege became sensible, he had heard about Yin Tianjue's glorious deeds countless times. For those lifelike reliefs on the walls of the main hall, Yin Xuege even remembered the smallest details clearly.
Countless times when he was attacked by vicious words, knocked to the ground by the young children of the Yin family, and ridiculed by Yin Jiying and other deacons of the Zhizi Palace, Yin Xuege watched silently. That relief, cheering for myself again and again.
What that old man Yin Tianjue can do, I can't do worse than him!
What he can do, he can do too!
In this cold and ruthless Yin family, among these cold-blooded and ruthless monsters, Yin Xuege encouraged himself countless times, and he struggled to survive this cruel environment and ruthless oppression. If you survive, you will have infinite possibilities. If you die, no one will make decisions for Yin Xuege!
He doesn't know who his father is, which is the main reason why he is called a 'bitch'!
He knew who his mother was, but he never counted on his unreliable mother! Even though Yin Xuege still had a warm hope for her in his heart, he never put his hope of living on her!
A woman who is pregnant and doesn't even know who the father of the child is, what else can you expect from her?
The sound of the third round of drums dissipated quietly, and Yin Jiying, who had habitually suppressed Yin Xuege with verbal stimulation for a long time, let out a heavy breath, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and coughed heavily With a sound.
In the main hall, a hundred young children including Yin Xuege were almost instinctively arranged in a neat square formation. Even when they were wandering in the sky, quietly admiring the relief of Yin Xuege on the wall, there was no mistake at all. Walked into the queue by virtue of habit. The last one in the last row, in terms of the suppression and exclusion Yin Xuege received within the Yin family, he could only stand in the corner of the team.
Yin Jiying glanced at Yin Xuege unwillingly - this wild boy is getting more and more "cunning". The mocking words on him are like venting his own poisonous snake juice. But now, Yin Xuege walked into the Zhizi Hall almost every day with the sound of the third round of drums, which made Yin Jiying lose too much fun.
Snorting resentfully, Yin Jiying waved to a door in the corner of the hall.
A group of young blood slaves wearing light red robes, slender and beautiful, walked into the hall silently carrying trays. With their heads down, they tremblingly came to the young boy of the Yin clan standing in the hall, knelt down in front of them respectfully, and raised the tray in their hands high.
On the tray is a small bowl made of white jade, which is the size of a fist and filled with bright red viscous juice.
The young children smiled and took up the small bowls, and drank the juice in the bowls. A dazzling blush suddenly appeared on their pale faces, and then their entire skins turned red as if on fire. A layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from their bodies, and these young children let out a sigh of relief, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted in the hall.
Yin Xuege also picked up the small white jade bowl, the fist-sized bowl was carved as thin as a piece of paper. The red liquid juice in the small bowl looks inconspicuous, but such a small bowl of liquid juice weighs two catties!
The Yin clan raised countless blood slaves in captivity. The bowl of red juice that these young children take every morning requires the blood taken from the hearts of a hundred blood slaves who are full of energy. After various herbs can be made.
The blood essence refined from this bowl of heart essence blood is extremely valuable and expensive, and it is a necessity for Yin clan children and even Yin clan people to practice! Only this kind of blood essence, which contains a huge vitality, can dispel the evil spirit in the Yin people's body, allowing them to live a normal life, practice and even have children.
Closing his eyes, he drank the blood essence in the bowl in one gulp. Yin Xuege only felt a fiery liquid flow into his stomach, and then quickly turned into a gentle cloud of air and circulated throughout his body. Some of the evil spirit accumulated in his body was quickly dissipated, and his whole body was warm and extremely beneficial.
Every cell in the body is cheering, they can't wait to absorb the magical vitality contained in this bowl of blood essence. Yin Xuege felt that he was like a grass, having received enough sunlight, rain, dew and fertilizer, his body was growing rapidly.
In the past two years, Yin Xuege lost the opportunity to absorb the essence of the full moon on the night of the full moon, and also lost the opportunity to quickly improve his strength by fusing the innate yin energy in the essence of the full moon. Every month, on the morning after the night of the full moon, everyone must have a bowl of blood essence fused with powerful medicine, which became the only external aid for Yin Xuege to improve himself.
Putting down the small bowl in his hand, Yin Xuege turned to look at Yin Xuejiao who was standing in the first row of the line. This bowl of blood essence after every full moon night is the unshakable welfare of the Yin family. With Yin Xuejiao's strength, he still has no way to deprive Yin Xuege of this benefit.
Sensing Yin Xuege's gaze, Yin Xuejiao put down the small white jade bowl in his hand heavily, then he grinned, stretched out his bright red tongue, and vigorously licked a strand of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. In front of Yin Jiying and many young children, Yin Xuejiao grabbed the pretty blonde girl in front of him, his two canines suddenly grew more than three times longer, and then bit the girl **** the neck on the arteries.
The blond girl's body trembled slightly, she suddenly dropped the tray in her hand, hugged Yin Xuejiao's body with her intoxicated hands, and her face quickly became flushed. She let out an intoxicated moan, and her uneven body rubbed against Yin Xuejiao's body vigorously.
Yin Xuejiao gulped down the girl's blood, until the girl's face turned pale, her body was unbearable to lose a lot of blood, and started to convulse, Yin Jiying coughed softly from the side.
Reluctantly, he let go of the dying girl in his arms~IndoMTL.com~ Yin Xuejiao casually threw her on the ground, just like throwing away a piece of garbage.
Yin Xuejiao, half of his face covered in blood, "clucked" Zhile, and he spread his hands towards Yin Jiying.
"Third Uncle, my nephew successfully broke through the bottleneck last night, but too much yin energy has accumulated in my body, I really can't hold back this morning! Third Uncle please forgive me!"
Yin Jiying didn't seem to have heard Yin Xuejiao's so-called 'forgiveness', and he shouted in a fuss: "Xuejiao, you actually broke through? Well, you are the first among the children of the family. People! Well, it seems that the future of my Yin family is boundless, and it depends on you!"
Looking indifferently at the expressionless Yin Xuege, Yin Jiying suddenly laughed.
Yin Xuege's heart twitched heavily, and what followed was a logical and malicious beating, right?
Sure enough, just as the foreign affairs deacon said, Yin Jiying clapped his hands and announced today's course items:
Now that Yin Xuejiao has made a breakthrough, there must be many people who have made a breakthrough!
Now that everyone has made a breakthrough, today's course is naturally an actual combat!
Looking at the pale-faced Yin Xuege, Yin Jiying smiled incomparably graceful and kind.
"The hope of the Yin clan is on you. In today's actual combat class, third uncle hopes that you can show your real strength!"
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