Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

When he woke up, the leopard bent his body the first time, turning over to hide in the corner of the bed, allowing the shadow to cover himself, while pinching a source technique in his hand, when his eyes looked around.

It all went so fast that in front of Su Shen's eyes, he saw the patient who had just been in a coma and had instantly turned into a standby leopard.

Su Shen was surprised, but he still laughed: "Are you awake? Don't worry, I'm not in danger. ”

The teenager saw that it was Su Shen, his vigilant eyes only slightly eased.

A moment of relaxation, the general pain swept over again, hurting and he groaned.

Su Shen already said: "You have 32 injuries, three of which are fatal injuries. I can easily help you with the wounds. If you do this, you have to start over again. ”

The leopard looked down at his body, and he was covered in wounds, some of which were still bleeding.

“Thank you,” replied Leopard Sand with a dumb voice, his throat slashed and breathing wind as he spoke.

“You don't have to thank me. If you don't want my hard work to go to waste, lie back. ”

The leopard lies back in bed.

“Drink this.” Su Shen will give him the medicine already prepared: “You have to wake up to drink this, run absorption after drinking it, absorb the medicine, let it dissipate throughout the body... it will be a little hot. ”

The leopard drank it.

I just felt a boiling heat flow rising from inside me, all over my body, into every meridian of him, getting hotter and hotter, and finally even burning the leopard trying to scream.

“Run absorption, absorb power!” Su Shen has said.

The leopard was running at full capacity, which eased the heat flow slightly.

Forgive me, but the fierce power of medicine still strikes the leopard to death. However, the kid was also tough, but he was always biting his teeth and not humming, but was constantly absorbing the effects under the guidance of Su Shen.

This situation continued unanimously for a fragrant period of time until the leopard grew out of breath, his body stopped trembling, and even less burning. Su Shen knew that the leopard had absorbed all the medicine.

“How about now?” Su Shen asked.

The leopard looked at himself and replied: “The internal injuries are almost half good, and the trauma has not affected much, and some places are even worse. ”

“That's fine.” Su Shen was very satisfied that the leopard's internal injuries were already very serious, and it was already extremely rare to recover to this level in such a short period of time. As for the ineffectiveness of the external injuries, he replied: "Not surprisingly, the leucovorin was originally intended for internal injuries. ”

“White stone?” Leopard wonders: “What kind of medicine is this? It works so well, I've never heard of it. ”

Su Shen chuckled: "Because it wasn't originally owned outside. ”

Paused, he added: "I invented it. ”

“You invented it?” The leopard's eyeballs are coming out.

“Well… someone invented half of it, and then I finished the other half.” Su Shen Dao.

The exact inventor of the white stone drug should count as Master Feng, and Su Shen got all the knowledge he had left after killing him, including the formula for this drug.

The medicine was not initially called white stone, nor was it used to treat internal injuries.

It would have been a source boiling agent that would have stimulated the source force and made it more violent in a short period of time, thus greatly increasing the source power.

But it was also a failure. Master Feng was only good at dispensing drugs and not at controlling the source. He found the source of the ferocity really hard to control, so he gave up shortly afterwards.

After getting the notes, Su Shen realized that his ability to control the source energy was much stronger than Master Feng's, so he wanted to dispense this medicine, while exercising his pharmacology, on the other hand, to improve his strength.

However, Su Shen failed many times because only the formula was not formulated on the notes.

In one failure, Su Shen inadvertently found that one of several auxiliary fluids produced during the manufacture of the source boiling agent was surprisingly effective in treating internal injuries.

The study of the resulting directional deviation, ultimately the sinking can produce the source boiling agent, to drum up a new treatment for internal injury.

The reason for calling it white stone is actually to pick it up, implying that this medicine was picked up by Su Shen himself for nothing.

At this time, Su Shen also sees the obtaining of white stone medicine as a kind of luck without the heart to plug willow. Only a long time later will he realize that on the road of research, there are countless things like this kind of heart to plant flowers and flowers, without the heart to plug willow into shade.

It becomes inevitable when there is a certain degree of incidence.

Whitestone was only his first unintentional achievement on the road to research, but it was never his last.

“Turns out your quest is to become a pharmacist, and practice is just a bypass.” The leopard's face was suddenly enlightened.

Su Shen looked at him eccentrically: “No, my quest is to become a powerful source of gas… the pharmacist is the bypass. ”

“ …… ”

The leopard also felt silent about being able to invent a brand new drug as a sophomore in the Dragon Court.

Suddenly remembering something, Yun Panther said: “You never asked me how I got hurt... you already know, right? ”

“Seven of the thirty-two wounds bore burns caused by obvious thunderous energy and even went straight through the wound into the gut. Though there are many people with the power of thunder, there are not many who are so penetrating... is it Lei Ling Bai 'ou? ”

The leopard reveals the look you already know.

He lowered his voice and said, "There are six of them. If it's just one of them, I'll kill him! ”

“I believe it. After all, six people against you, they let you get away? ”

And the leopard shook his head, and he said, "I didn't run. ”

Su Shenzhen looked at the leopard and said, "Are you screwing them? ”

The leopard replied very seriously: "They made the big mistake of not fighting me in the jungle. ”

Su Shen looked at him unbelievably: “Don't tell me a pair of six, you hurt their people. ”

The leopard replied, "I killed two and seriously wounded one. ”

“ …… ”

This time it's Su Shen's turn.

After the conversation, Su Shen finally confirmed that the leopard was in trouble because of the thunderbolt knife.

After Sanshan County examination, Su Shen knew that the Lei Lingbai family was Bai Fan's family, because the thunder knife was their blood source technique, and Bai Ou was Bai Fan's own brother.

However, as a white family, White Van and White Europe differ greatly in their status. Although Bai Fan is the eldest son, his position is far less than that of his brother, he is only the product of the wind and miscarriage of the white mirror table when it broke out in the river and lake in early years. Because the mother was a mortal without blood, Bai Fan's blood hierarchy was much lower until he was killed by Su Sin and had not awakened his blood. The white mirror table didn't even connect him to the house, just kept him outside to learn from a friend.

So Bai Fan, though a descendant of blood nobility, is the most invisible kind.

Not to be seen, not to have noble descent, and not having spent much time with the white mirror table, so the white mirror table doesn't really have much feelings for this son.

The reason he was angry was to hunt down Su Shenyun Panther, or was it because of the rumor of the thunderbolt knife?

Thunder knives, like flyer cigarette snake steps, are blood-borne techniques, with endless possibilities for development, heavy blood, without heavy skill. But the white mirror table obviously doesn't think so, and in his view, even the technique can't be passed on at all!

Who dares to learn the secrets of the White House, die!

That's probably the biggest irony.

When Su Shen Lizhi sought to find a path that bypassed the limits of blood and allowed everyone in the world to cultivate growth, those traditional blood nobles refused to shed a single technique.