"By the way, there is a disciple named Zheng Tengyuan, who is Cao Fangyi's own disciple. It's said that he has reached the most holy seven grades and is known as the pride of Zhengyang Daofu generation. We should be especially careful." Although Gu Fenghua has been careful enough, Lin Yuantang and others are still worried and continue to nag in her ears.

"Well, I'll be careful. I won't be careless." Hearing their nagging, Gu Fenghua seemed to see the worried eyes of his grandfather every time he left home for training. He nodded solemnly and concentrated his mind, and went to the Daochi from afar.

She felt her mind into the white fog, and her heart suddenly jumped.

The power of blood! The ethereal and ethereal Qi in the spirit fog is so similar to the power hidden in the blood.

In the last battle with Tianji Shengjun, the hidden power in the blood was consumed. Although it recovered by itself later, the speed was very slow. Up to now, it only recovered one tenth at most. But now, when the divine idea comes into the pure white spirit fog, it feels the ethereal and empty Qi in it, and the power of blood flow rapidly, and the recovery speed is more than twice as fast as before.

Obviously, the power hidden in the blood has a special connection with the spirit fog. It may even come from the spirit fog, or from the Daochi of Qingyuan.

What's going on? It's the power of blood. Shouldn't it come from the blood of parents? How could it be related to Daochi in the Qing Dynasty?

Gu Fenghua was surprised and suspicious. After a long time, he thought of one thing: the practitioners of wushangtian would also cut the pulse and wash the marrow. But unlike wujishengtian, the cutting pulse and wash the marrow here is more thorough, and even the blood will have some subtle changes. It is precisely because of this change that the strong ones of wushangtian come out in large numbers, and even one generation is better than another.

Father was originally just a practitioner from the lower plane of a certain star domain, but it took him only a short thousand years to become the strongest emperor of heaven in the history of the universe, and even the peak of the latter, which is obviously related to his outstanding talent. Most of his talent, except for a few exceptions, comes from his blood.

According to the records of Tianlu, when my father first came to wushangtian, he was unknown for hundreds of years, but suddenly became famous overnight. Then he soared to the sky. It took only a thousand years to become one of the eight heavenly emperors, and then he defeated other heavenly emperors to end the chaos. This is obviously unreasonable.

Could it be that my father became famous overnight because of the change of blood. And what caused his blood to change was Qingyuan Daochi.

The more Gu Fenghua thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed correctly, and he was excited.

"What's the matter, younger martial sister Fenghua?" Lin Yuantang saw that Gu Fenghua was still open-minded to be taught. Later, he suddenly began to be stunned. Later, he was so excited that he felt confused and asked.

"Nothing, nothing, you go on." Gu Fenghua was so excited that he was ready to listen.

What else to say? I'm afraid you haven't heard a word like this. Why should we waste more time talking? Lin Yuantang looks at Gu Fenghua.

He wrongly blamed Gu Fenghua. Although Gu Fenghua was a little distracted later, he didn't miss a word of what he said in front of him. He kept it in mind and didn't take Zhengyang Daofu lightly.