Chapter 881 Hope-Despair (2)
Isn't the blood-red true qi the one that belongs to the magic cultivator?
Liao Bufan was not happy about his increased strength. On the contrary, his mood instantly dropped to the bottom. His fat body was trembling, and he yelled at Liao Jinlun at the top of his lungs.
Isn't it true that letting one's son practice magic means he will become an enemy of all the decent people in the world?
How can you be a father like this?
Too pit!
Liao Bufan was filled with rage. He opened his small yellow eyes as wide as he could and stared at his father.
Liao Jinlun was very excited, but when he saw Liao Bufan's ungrateful look, he immediately suppressed his excitement and slapped him: "You disrespectful bastard, what are you talking about?!"
"Where did I talk nonsense? Isn't it because of you that I became a demon cultivator?" Liao Bufan said with red eyes.
Liao Jinlun sneered: "With your character, the demon cultivators would not bother to associate with you."
"So, tell me what's going on?"
Liao Bufan was not convinced and spread out his palms. What was surging on his palms was blood-colored true energy.
Liao Jinlun took a glance and said calmly, "What's the big deal? Take a closer look."
What's this?
They have all become demon cultivators, isn’t that serious enough?
Once I, Fatty, lose control and start killing people in the Sword Emperor Sect, it will be too late for you to regret.
Liao Bufan felt that his father might have something wrong with his brain.
however.
After a while.
Fatty Liao suddenly burst into scream again.
"What...what's going on?"
Liao Bufan looked at the palm of his hand. The true energy that was clearly blood-red just now had now returned to its original color.
This has never happened before?
"Don't make a fuss. Try reciting the mantra of the mental method silently again." Liao Jinlun said calmly.
Liao Bufan was suspicious and recited the formula again. Sure enough, the blood in his body began to boil again, instantly turning his true energy into blood red, and his strength was significantly enhanced.
"Dad... could this be a secret formula?"
At this point, no matter how stupid Liao Bufan was, he had almost reacted.
Only powerful secret techniques can allow a practitioner to significantly improve his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Liao Jinlun looked at Liao Bufan and nodded with satisfaction: "You finally got it."
“It’s really a secret method!”
Liao Bufan immediately became emotional, but then he asked in confusion: "That's not right, Dad. Generally speaking, after performing a secret technique, there will be a gap period, why don't I feel powerless at all?"
Secret techniques, especially those that increase strength, have very serious side effects, and there will definitely be a period of weakness after using them.
Liao Bufan had just used the secret technique twice, but he didn't feel weak at all.
He even felt that he could continue to use it.
This is what Liao Bufan is most confused about.
Liao Jinlun chuckled and said meaningfully: "What if it is a blood inheritance secret method?"
"The secret method of blood inheritance!"
Liao Bufan couldn't help but widen his eyes in horror.
The blood inheritance secret method is different from the general secret method. It is based on the consumption of blood power. Unless the blood power is completely consumed, it is impossible to have a weak period.
Refers to the stage of exhaustion after performing a secret technique.
Normal physical energy consumption or true energy consumption is not within this range.
"There are some things I think it's time to tell you..."
If Liao Bufan's blood power had not been activated, Liao Jinlun would never have told Liao Bufan the news that the blood flowing in their bodies was the same as that of the Liao family of the Secret Sect.
The truth is too cruel and can easily cause Liao Bufan to collapse mentally.
Why can others do it but I can't?
Obviously I’m not bad either!
Once people start to compare, their mentality is easily unbalanced.
Therefore, Liao Jinlun would rather not tell this matter for the rest of his life and pretend that he has nothing to do with the Secret Sect Liao family.
The situation is different now.
Liao Bufan's bloodline has been activated, so even if the truth is told to him, there is no need to worry that he will feel inferior.
Same bloodline.
Can also perform bloodline secret techniques.
What do I have to feel inferior about?
What's more, I have one more advantage over you. I have comprehended the master-level sword skills at a young age, so you are the ones who should feel inferior.
After learning the whole story of the incident.
Liao Bufan was indeed shocked for a long time.
He was actually related by blood to the Liao family of the Secret Sect... This was something Liao Bufan had never dared to imagine before.
Besides being shocked, I was also angry!
Even though his father had downplayed the story just now, Liao Bufan knew in his heart how terrible it was to be hunted by a secret sect family.
It can be considered a miracle that my father was saved by Tianyu Sword Emperor.
but.
All those fellow tribesmen who chased us all the way deserve to die!
Liao Bufan clenched his fists tightly and said angrily: "Dad, they will regret kicking you out of the Liao family! I will definitely make those people pay the corresponding price in the future!"
"I believe you can do it." Liao Jinlun patted Liao Bufan's shoulder with satisfaction.
He was not worried at all that Liao Bufan would do something wrong, because the Liao family had disappeared for so many years, and Liao Bufan would have no chance to do anything wrong.
It would be a good thing if this could inspire Liao Bufan to make progress.
There was an even stronger sense of anticipation on Liao Jinlun's face.
But the next moment.
Liao Jinlun's thick eyebrows suddenly knitted together, his sharp eyes pierced towards a wide tree, and he shouted, "Who?"
Swish!
The wind blows and the leaves move.
However, there was no movement behind the tree.
Liao Bufan asked in confusion: "Dad, what's wrong? I don't sense anyone else's presence?"
"You're not strong enough."
Liao Jinlun frowned and stared at that place intently, because he had indeed sensed someone else's breath just now, and this breath seemed a little familiar.
Liao Jinlun did not dare to take it lightly.
"sneaking!"
Liao Jinlun snorted coldly, condensed his fingers into a sword, and burst out with semi-emperor level sword intent, aiming directly at the back of the giant tree.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the sword intent was crushed, and the figure behind the tree finally walked out slowly.
"Golden Wheel, it's been a long time!"