Chapter 8: Bloodline Power

"Slap" sound.

Qingfeng arrived at the offering table with quick eyes and hands, and firmly pasted a yellow talisman on the meat piece.

The struggling meat piece calmed down instantly, and there was no abnormality anymore.

Wang Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, let go of the small wooden sword with both hands, and retreated.

"Not bad, thanks to Wang Wang Shidi's help, otherwise it would be really difficult to seal this Yin Spirit." The young Taoist threw the meat piece into the jar again, sealed the mouth of the jar with thick cloth again, and said to Wang Yu with a slight smile.

"Is this thing called Yin Spirit?" Wang Yu was still afraid, and subconsciously asked back.

"Yes, Yin Spirit is a kind of low-level fierce spirit born in Yin Qi. Although there is no spiritual wisdom and only acts on instinct, if it drills into the body of an ordinary person, it will also make people sick, or even lose their lives. After catching it, it must be sealed up, so that it can be purified slowly in the future." Qingfeng said slowly while putting the jar among other jars.

"What is Yin Qi? Are there many such ghost things? Why has Wang Wang Shidi never heard of it before?" Wang Yu asked with a hundred thoughts rolling in his heart.

This thing, no matter how you look at it, looks like the ghost things in Blue Star legends.

"Yin Qi, this thing, I will explain it to you when I have time later. But Yin Spirit is indeed rare. It has only become more in recent years due to some special reasons. It is normal that you didn't know it before."

"……The other Yin Spirits in the jars were caught back to the Taoist temple by me and Master one after another in the past two years. This kind of thing is the same as the Cloud Pattern, it is not something that ordinary people can contact. Only those with spiritual sense can see it, otherwise I would have asked Dongyue instead of you to help." Qingfeng chuckled.

Wang Yu was a bit enlightened, and he didn't feel strange that Dongyue didn't have spiritual sense. After all, Daoist Chongyun said that spiritual sense is a talent that few people have. But after looking at the jars on the ground, he couldn't help but ask again:

"Li Li Shixiong, was the electric light on your hand earlier a magic spell? Can these talismans really seal this thing?"

"Wang Wang Shidi also knows talismans, it's really rare. The talismans pasted on the jars are indeed talismans, but they are different from ordinary talismans. To be precise, these are spirit talismans containing real magic power. Ordinary talismans have no way to suppress Yin Spirits." The young Taoist showed a surprised look, and raised a palm, five fingers spread, revealing a black wooden plaque, on which several seemingly complex patterns were printed, and continued:

"Although I know a little bit of magic, what I performed earlier was not, but just stimulated the thunder and lightning power of this thing. This token is made of hundred-year thunder-struck wood. As long as it is stimulated by magic power, thunder and lightning can appear, which is extremely useful for dealing with evil things like Yin Spirits. The small wooden sword in your hand is also made of the scraps of thunder-struck wood, but there is nothing printed on it, so it cannot show the power of thunder and lightning, but it also has the effect of warding off evil, so I will give it to Wang Wang Shidi. You can't help in vain."

"Thank you, Li Li Shixiong."

The other party actually has magic power and can perform magic!

Wang Yu was overjoyed, carefully put the wooden sword into his arms, and at the same time pondered what "printing something" meant.

The young Taoist saw Wang Yu so happy, a thoughtful look flashed on his face, thought for a while and asked:

"Wang Wang Shidi Qiuye, are you willing to learn my ability to suppress and seal Yin Spirits?"

"What? Li Li Shixiong is willing to pass it on to me? Can the Temple Master agree?" Wang Yu was a bit surprised when he heard this, and then said joyfully.

"Don't worry about this. What I want to pass on to you is not the direct secret technique of Bai Yun Temple, but just one or two magic methods specifically for suppressing Yin Spirits. Now there are more and more Yin Spirits under the mountain, and I urgently need a helper with spiritual sense. As long as you agree, I will naturally persuade Master." Qingfeng said without hesitation.

"If the Temple Master has no opinion, I am naturally willing to learn." Wang Yu nodded repeatedly, looking like he was willing.

"Good, Wang Wang Shidi, wait for my news. It's getting late now, I want to check the seals of other Yin Spirits, you go out first." The young Taoist didn't say much, tore off the yellow talisman on the door again, and started to drive people away.

Wang Yu bowed and said goodbye, turned and left. Just after leaving the gate, the dark stone house door closed slowly, and he could no longer see anything inside the house.

Wang Yu looked at the stone house door for a good while outside, then left with a slight curl of his mouth.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after this toss, the dry heat in his body had long since disappeared without a trace, but the skin on his body still had a faint itching feeling.

At night, he had a very long dream. First, he dreamed that he returned to Blue Star with a full load, received the crowd and exclamation of many relatives and friends, but then inexplicably fell into a sea of fire, his skin melted and disappeared piece by piece in the fire, but he didn't feel the burning pain, but had bursts of coolness, making his whole body exceptionally comfortable, and then fell into a beautiful long sleep.

The next morning, in the Bai Yun Temple room.

Wang Yu stood beside the table, holding a broken pottery cup in his hand, full of confusion.

Just now, after waking up, he felt a bit thirsty and wanted to pick up the pottery cup on the table to drink some water. Who knew that as soon as he grabbed the cup, the upper half of the cup suddenly burst in his fingers, as if it were made of sand.

Wang Yu took a long time to come back to his senses, held the broken cup in his hand and used a little force with his palm.

"Bang."

The remaining part of the cup also shattered, and bits of debris slid down from his fingers, spilling all over the floor.

"Impossible."

He muttered, raised his hands to examine them carefully, and found that his palms seemed to be a circle thicker than before. He couldn't help but widen his eyes, suddenly raised a hand to grab the corner of the table, and broke it with force.

"Snap."

The seemingly sturdy wooden table corner was easily broken off, as if it were made of dough.

"Hiss."

Wang Yu gasped. Only then did he truly confirm that his strength had become abnormally great overnight. He looked down again, and it seemed that his legs had also become thicker. The trousers that were originally fitting were vaguely short by a section.

He used a little force on his knees, and actually jumped to a height of a foot, touched the seemingly extremely high beam with one hand easily, and then bent down and did nearly a hundred push-ups in one breath, still without any feeling of fatigue.

This is the effect of medicinal meat!

Wang Yu was horrified, and the only thing he could think of was this thing.

Even though Dongyue and Qingfeng both said that the effect of medicinal meat in the first few times was excellent, the huge change in his body overnight still made him unable to imagine.

This kind of heaven-defying effect that is close to marrow-cleansing and sutra-changing is probably only found in some biographical novels on Blue Star.

As a modern person who is familiar with the physiological structure of the ordinary human body, he had to worry about any bad hidden dangers for the drastic change in his body overnight.

Wang Yu's excitement gradually disappeared, and he decided to ask Dongyue clearly. He pushed the door open and walked out.

In the middle of the square, a young Taoist was standing there quietly, seemingly resting with his eyes closed. Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and immediately saw Wang Yu walking out in a hurry.

"Morning, Li Li Shixiong."

Wang Yu was a bit surprised, hurriedly bowed and shouted.

"Qiuye, what's wrong with your face? How did your height suddenly become much taller?" Qingfeng looked at Wang Yu, who he saw only last night, and asked with a strange face.

"Face?" Wang Yu heard this, a bit surprised.

"Look at it yourself." The young Taoist's mouth twitched, and he actually took out a bronze mirror from his arms and handed it over.

Wang Yu took the bronze mirror with full of doubts and looked at it. Only then did he see a strange yin-yang face reflected on the smooth mirror surface. The lower half was as usual, but the upper half of the skin was red, like a freshly cooked shrimp, but he didn't feel any abnormality himself.

As for height?

He looked at the young Taoist opposite, and only then did he find that in his line of sight, the other party's height seemed to have become much shorter.

He really grew much taller overnight.

This is……

Wang Yu held the mirror, at a loss.

"After you went back yesterday, did you encounter any strange things or eat anything messy?" The young Taoist asked curiously.

"After I went back last night, I went straight to bed to rest, and didn't even drink a sip of water. As for strange things... by the way, I ate medicinal meat yesterday, could it be related to this?" Wang Yu returned the mirror to the young Taoist and pondered.

"If the effect of taking medicinal meat for the first time is good, the improvement to the body will indeed be relatively obvious, but it is just to make people stronger, it is impossible to change the body so hugely." Qingfeng shook his head.

"Li Li Shixiong, my strength has also suddenly become very great." Wang Yu hesitated for a while and said carefully.

"Too great? How great can it be?" Qingfeng glanced at Wang Yu, a bit disapproving.

Wang Yu grinned, didn't say anything more, but after looking around, his eyes fell on a stone tripod half a person high beside the young Taoist, and walked over in a few steps.

The young Taoist looked at Wang Yu and didn't stop his actions.

Wang Yu roughly estimated its weight according to the size of the stone tripod, grabbed it on both sides of the lower part with both hands, gave a low drink, the seemingly three or four hundred jin stone tripod swayed left and right, and then with a force of both arms, he lifted the tripod over his head, then walked around the young Taoist, and finally put the tripod back to its original place with a loud "bang," and the nearby ground trembled.

The smile on the young Taoist's face froze instantly.

He also walked to the stone tripod in a few steps, stretched out a hand to grab the edge of the stone tripod, took a deep breath, and pushed hard.

The stone tripod swayed slightly, but still stayed in place.

"You are... Qiuye, come with me to see Master." Qingfeng turned around and grabbed Wang Yu's arm without hesitation, saying, with some excitement in his eyebrows.

"Go see Master? Okay, Li Li Shixiong." Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly nodded and followed the young Taoist to the main hall.

The two entered the main hall, bypassed the huge statue of the Nine Heavens Qiu Yang Heavenly Master, walked through a corridor, and came to a quiet room.

"Master, disciple and Qiuye request to see you." Qingfeng knocked on the door twice and said respectfully outside.

"Qingfeng, what are you doing here now? Didn't I agree to the matter you asked me yesterday?" Daoist Chongyun's calm voice came from the quiet room.

"Master, this time I came here because of Wang Wang Shidi Qiuye's matter, but this time, I want to ask Master to accept Qiuye as a personal disciple of Bai Yun Temple." Qingfeng said in a low voice.

As soon as the young Taoist said this, not only was Wang Yu greatly surprised, but the room also fell silent for a while. After a good while, Daoist Chongyun's surprised voice was heard:

"Qingfeng, you have always been steady, I think you wouldn't say this for no reason."

"Master, Wang Wang Shidi Qiuye seems to have awakened bloodline power after taking medicinal meat for the first time, but as for what bloodline it is, the disciple doesn't know." Qingfeng replied simply.

"What? Awakened bloodline! You two come in quickly." Daoist Chongyun's voice rose a few points.

Wang Yu was a bit suspicious, but under the urging of the young Taoist, he could only bite the bullet and follow him into the quiet room.

The quiet room was empty, the surrounding walls were all blue stone bricks, except for a yellow futon on the ground, there were no other foreign objects, and the person sitting cross-legged on the futon was Daoist Chongyun.