Sun Dasheng's hazy figure swayed, and he changed his previous relaxed tone and became cautious: "Good disciple, there are two ways to solve your current situation. The first is that the master will help you and remove the seal for you, so that you can continue to practice in the way of this world." "But there are two disadvantages to doing this. First, the master has just recovered and his strength is insufficient. If I forcibly help you remove the seal, you will fall into a deep sleep again due to excessive consumption. I need to borrow your power again to repair it, which will slow down your practice speed as before. Secondly, your bloodline is destroyed and your foundation is damaged. Even if the seal is removed now, your practice will be shackled and greatly affected." Shen Zui listened and was shocked. He finally knew how he "helped" the master. It turned out that the slow progress of his practice in these years was all caused by the master. The inexplicable disappearance of the vitality finally had an answer to this problem that had troubled him for ten years. However, Shen Zui was soon relieved. The master must have been helpless in doing this. Although he was not aware of it, he thought that a strong man owed him a favor! The benefits that a favor from an unknown strong man could bring to him were immeasurable. For example, now, at least he could feel that his master was sincerely helping him.

This was enough.

Besides, he had seen through a little bit. Even the blood of his ancestors could not protect him. If he showed his talent too early, he might have been abandoned. As the saying goes, everything is possible when alive!

Now that his blood is destroyed, even if he breaks the seal and practices, he will be constrained, and his future achievements will inevitably be affected. This is not what he doesn't want to see. Because, without enough strength, he can't do many things he wants to do.

Strength is the foundation of standing in this world!

"Then, what about the second one?" Shen Zui took a deep breath and asked tentatively.

"The second one will take some time, but it is the most suitable for you." As he spoke, Sun Dasheng flipped his right hand, and a thumb-sized blood-colored bead floated above Shen Zui's eyes: "Although your spiritual consciousness is half sealed, your cultivation will be hindered, but you can use her power to practice. While improving your strength, you can also slowly repair your blood. When your strength is sufficient, you can break the seal by yourself. Such a subtle transformation will naturally bring much better benefits than forcibly unsealing it."

Looking at the blood-colored bead in front of him, Shen Zui's eyes were full of doubts: "What is this?"

"It was obtained by chance, and I don't know the specific origin, but it should be a spiritual object, an origin. Moreover, she is also sealed like you, and it takes time to unseal it. You two can help each other." Sun Dasheng replied lightly.

"This..." Shen Zui was a little amused and he was really afraid of this unknown thing.

Thinking about it, this may be his best chance. Don't give up hope just because you are afraid!

"Master, what should I do?" After figuring it out, he no longer worried. As for the first method, he directly denied it. His heart was very big.

"This spiritual creature is sealed, so there is no need to worry about backlash. You only need to drip soul blood into it and establish a connection with her, then you can use her power to practice." Sun Dasheng said, paused, and asked again: "But you have to think about it. She is still sealed now. While you use her power to practice, you are also helping her wake up. This kind of spiritual creature has its own intelligence and nature. No one can guarantee how it will treat you after waking up. It may backlash or get close to you. The backlash of spiritual creatures is not simple. You have to think about it."

After Sun Dasheng finished speaking, his eyes were full of golden light, watching Shen Zui's reaction.

For Sun Dasheng, if the spiritual creature really backlashes after waking up, he can easily suppress it. In fact, he was testing Shen Zui.

Hearing this, Shen Zui narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment, he grinned: "Master, I have no choice. No one can tell what will happen in the future, why think so much? I need strength now." After saying this, he raised his right hand without hesitation, and a drop of blood that condensed his soul flowed out from the sutured wound and was dripped into the blood-colored bead. Watching his movements, Sun Dasheng nodded gently, and his eyes were even more golden. If Shen Zui chose to give up, he would turn around and leave without hesitation. The road to becoming stronger has never been smooth sailing. If you just escape and give up, how can you talk about playing games in the world? Fortunately, Shen Zui did not let him down. The soul and blood soaked in, and the blood-colored bead shook for a while, and then Shen Zui felt that the blood bead had a wonderful connection with himself. With a thought, the bead sank into his dantian. "Very good, try to activate your cultivation method." Sun Dasheng said. Shen Zui nodded slightly, then closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness moved slightly. As expected, he felt a little bit of obstruction. However, fortunately, it was not completely sealed and could activate the Yuan Jue.

After a few breaths, his eyes suddenly opened, his face full of disbelief.

At the moment when the Yuan Jue was running, the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth was sucked into the Dantian position as usual, but this time the Yuan Qi did not directly enter the blood circulation to warm the meridians as before, but was directly absorbed by the blood-colored beads!

However, the blood-colored beads did not absorb the Yuan Qi like the master did, but fed back a special energy that he had never felt before.

The Yuan Qi of heaven and earth gives birth to all things and nourishes all things. All living things in the world depend on the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth to survive. It can be said that the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth is the origin of all things!

And the energy fed back by the blood-colored beads has an ancient breath, which is purer and more mysterious than the Yuan Qi.

More importantly, this mysterious energy entered the broken blood in his body without his control, and repaired his blood in an extremely gentle way!

This...

Feeling the broken blood being repaired, Shen Zui was shocked beyond words!

"Haha, I didn't lie to you." Sun Dasheng laughed, with golden light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through everything: "If the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth is the origin of all things, then this kind of power is the origin of the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth. I think it can be called source energy. An energy that is purer and more ancient than the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth."

Source energy! The origin of Yuan Qi! Although Shen Zui didn't quite understand it, he had already felt the benefits brought by this thing.

"Thank you, Master!" At this moment, Shen Zui was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, practice well. The source of energy is mysterious and powerful. It should be able to repair your blood within half a month. The blood of rebirth will be stronger than your so-called ancestral blood. When the time comes, you can laugh secretly." The Great Sage was about to laugh, but suddenly froze and said, "Someone is coming. It's best not to tell anyone about our affairs. You can't protect yourself now." After that, he turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared in Shen Zui's stomach.

At the same time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a familiar voice sounded: "Brother Zui, are you there?"

Shen Zui heard the words, turned over, and then looked at his body in confusion. He didn't expect that in just a moment, he could move freely! This source of energy repair is a bit against the sky.

He didn't have time to be too happy. He put on his clothes and opened the door.

The girl in a light green dress, with a sweet smile on her beautiful face, looked at him.

It made Shen Zui lose his mind.

"Brother Zui? You're going to let me stand at the door?" Seeing Shen Zui staring at her blankly, Wen Qingzhu's beautiful face blushed.

"Ahem, come in and sit down." Shen Zui hurriedly made way, touched his nose, and sighed at the beauty of his future wife.

Then, he clenched his fists. He must protect such a beauty.

After entering the room, Wen Qingzhu sat on the stool casually without restraint, and looked at Shen Zui, who was still pale, with some surprise: "Brother Zui, I heard that you were sick for two days. Are you better?"

Shen Zui looked at himself and then smiled: "Much better."

Qingzhu's concern made him feel warm in his heart.

"Is Uncle Guang okay?" He asked casually, sitting next to Wen Qingzhu. In this Yuancheng, the only people he could miss were Wen Guang and his daughter.

"Hehe, he is like that, too busy with family affairs." Wen Qingzhu rested her chin on the table with her hands, her lazy look made people feel pity. Then she asked worriedly: "Brother Zui, you are a cultivator, how come you are so seriously ill?" Shen Zui smiled, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes when he lowered his head, but when he raised his head, the hatred had completely disappeared and turned into an embarrassed smile: "I am not like you, with outstanding talent, isn't it normal to get sick?" He could feel that after not seeing her for a few days, this girl's strength seemed to have improved. Wen Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had said the wrong thing. "Brother Zui, Qingzhu didn't mean that. And I believe that Brother Zui, who has the blood of the ancestors, will definitely not be an ordinary person."

"It's hard to say what will happen in the future, but no matter what, Qingzhu, you believe Brother Zui, right?" When he asked this, he was very uneasy. He couldn't figure out how he, who was called the son of a traitor, could make Wen Qingzhu so devoted to him.

Is it really just because of the relationship between his father and Uncle Guang?

Or maybe it's because of the blood of the ancestors?

Thinking of the blood of the ancestors, Shen Zui's eyes flashed with coldness again.

Of course, he couldn't tell Wen Qingzhu about the blood of the ancestors, but the hatred was deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Of course I believe Brother Zui. As for the blood of the ancestors, it's a pity that the Wen family hasn't had a Yuanhuang-level strongman yet." Wen Qingzhu's shining eyes were shining.

Shen Zui lowered his head and smiled. This girl has light in her eyes. However, with the talent she has shown now, it is hard to say what she will be like in the future.

He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Wen Qingzhu's nose, which made the latter angry: "Our beautiful Qingzhu must be the first Yuanhuang of the Wen family!"

"Really?" After Wen Qingzhu smiled gently, her face darkened again. She sat up straight and looked at Shen Zui seriously: "Brother Zui, today should be the last time Qingzhu comes to see you."

"Why?" The sudden words made Shen Zui's heart skip a beat and he became nervous.

Seeing Shen Zui's look, Wen Qingzhu covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Zui's nervous look is really cute."

"Are you lying to me?" Shen Zui was suspicious. Qingzhu was not a person who liked to joke like this.

"I didn't lie to you. I'm leaving tomorrow." Wen Qingzhu said, taking out a jade card from her sleeve and handing it to Shen Zui.

Shen Zui took it. The jade card was engraved with cloud patterns around it, and a "Cang" character was engraved in the middle.