Immortal Betgod Chapter 8: Peculiar Body

"Is there really nothing to be done?" Ling Changkong could not help being frustrated. Now he could not have the opportunity to practice more powerfully than Yu Zhencheng. If the Almighty Incantation could not be modified, would he really wait for death?

"Who said there is no way?" The Blood Drop calmed down, and said in placid way.

"Huh? Don't you say there's nothing you can do?" Hearing the Blood Drop said that, Ling Changkong was bright up. He asked the Blood Drop intensely.

"Didn't you say that just now that the first way won't work, and the second way won't work, either? Didn't it mean that there is no way? Is there a third way?" Ling Changkong involuntarily tensed up.

"There really isn't a third way." Seeing Ling Changkong looked disappointed, the Blood Drop turned his tone suddenly. He said: "I have said just now. The second method includes two strategies. Modifying the method of martial arts is only one of them. Although it is impossible, the special const.i.tution...... "

"Special const.i.tution? Hmm, how interesting! Can it be regarded as special const.i.tution that I have meridian occlusion and I can bear hit?"

As for the special const.i.tution, Ling Changkong did not expect any hope at all, which was the reason why he misjudged there was no way after the Blood Drop denied those two ways.

"You don't seem to have any expectations about your const.i.tution. But I'm sorry to tell you that you do have a particular const.i.tution, which I found out when I modified your body." The Blood Drop smiled slightly.

"Really?" Ling Changkong's eyes were sparkling. f.u.c.k, he could not believe he even had a special const.i.tution.

"Hum! What do you think Yu Zhencheng wants to do? In order to get you, Yu Zhencheng came all the way to the Qishan School regardless of having a fight with all of the friars. Then he forcibly accepted you as an apprentice, teach you method of martial arts, and let you make tripod stove. Do you think his mind is sick?

The Blood Drop scolded Ling Changkong: "It is because of your special const.i.tution that he has noticed you for long time. This time I don't know the reason why he must make you come here. If everyone can make this tripod stove, he did not need to bother so much."

"So, I do have some special const.i.tution as you said."

Hearing the blood drop say so reasonably, Ling Changkong could not help grinning. He had never thought a bullied waste like him should have a special const.i.tution. And there was someone who fought over the Qishan School for getting him.

However, Ling Changkong immediately felt terrified. He nervously stared at the blood bead and asked: "Just now you said you helped me transform my const.i.tution. Have you changed my special const.i.tution?"

If he did change it, he would make a joke.

"Hmm, am I so stupid? Even the worst special const.i.tution is a great treasure to friars. How can I change it for you? I only helped you dredge meridians so that you can practice like other friars."

The Blood Drop said scornfully, and at the same time he muttered: "s.h.i.t, I would like to change, but I do not have the ability to change const.i.tution."

"That's good, that's good. Hey. Blood Drop, since you can see I have a special const.i.tution, you should know what kind of const.i.tution my special const.i.tution is?"

For the Blood Drop's thought, Ling Changkong did not know at all. At this time, he felt fluky from the bottom of his heart. Then he smiled lewdly and asked while he started to dream that whether he was pure-yang const.i.tution, Mars const.i.tution or chaos celestial const.i.tution and so on...

"There are many kinds of special const.i.tutions in the world: some are rubbish; some are powerful; some are nothing; and some are supreme. I can't know all of them. But I think you are more friendly to the evil spirit, which should be one of the evil const.i.tutions."

The Blood Drop said a lot, but only a word was useful, that was, he did not know.

There were thousands of kinds of evil const.i.tutions that were friendly to the evil spirit, among which there were thousands of differences. It was still unknown which kind of const.i.tution Ling Changkong had.

Even Ling Changkong was not the evil const.i.tution at all, and it was not sure that Ling Changkong just seemed to belong to the evil const.i.tution.

In a word, the Blood Drop was nonsense!

"You don't need to think about it now, and it's no use thinking about it. You just need to practice it well. I'll open your const.i.tution first, so that when Yu Zhencheng devours you, you can have a fight."

The Blood drop also knew what he said was some far-fetched. So, he immediately diverged from the topic and was going to teach Ling Changkong the method to open his special const.i.tution.

"Wait, Blood Drop, what is the purpose of your coming into my body, dredging my meridians, and teaching me the method of opening up my const.i.tution?"

When the Blood Drop was going to impart the method of opening the special const.i.tution, Ling Changkong unexpectedly halted to ask the Blood Drop such questions. He did not know the background and the purpose of the Blood Drop. Although the Blood Drop did not seem to harm him, he still had to keep alert lest he was caught into the tiger's den after just coming out of the wolf's nest.

"After all this talk, you still don't believe me. Okay, since you don't trust me, we just split up and don't bother each other any more."

Hearing Ling Changkong's sudden question, the Blood Drop seemed to be very angry. He snorted indifferently and was going to take no notice of Ling Changkong any more.

"Senior Blood Drop, you misunderstood me. I just want to know about something, so that when I pay back in the future, I will be sure about how to do. After all, I don't want to owe favor to anyone gratuitously." Ling Changkong hurriedly explained.

"Well, I will tell you clearly. I was sealed in the blood bead for a long time. And I had stayed at the Qishan School for a long time. After thinking you have the fine quality I see that you may help me get rid of the seal, I chose you and would help you transform your const.i.tution".

As if snorting coldly, the Blood Drop said in a slightly indifferent way: "But no one knows that I just came into your body not long ago, the one who was not a person or a ghost came and aggressively took you away. I was also helpless."

"Just now seeing him not sincerely to accept you as an apprentice to teach you method of martial arts, so I reminded you. After all, if you are devoured by him, I also have trouble of exposure. At that time, I will be erased by him, even be refined."

"That is to say, we are now on the same rope. To help you is to help me. As for your return, if you really mean it, break the seal and let me out when you are strong enough."

"Senior Blood Drop, I offended you just now. But I can a.s.sure that as long as I can escape this disaster, I will release you from the blood bead." At the Blood Drop's words, Ling Changkong finally understood and solemnly promised to the Blood Drop.

"Okay, no nonsense any more, I will impart the method of opening the const.i.tution first. You must learn and remember it completely."

A sharp light came out of the blood bead and was cast to Ling Changkong. It seemed to observe whether Ling Changkong was conscientious. Making sure that Ling Changkong was still magnanimous, the Blood Drop felt rea.s.sured and breathed a breath of relief. It would be against him to say something like that. But now he felt relieved to see Ling Changkong's behavior.

Then, the Blood Drop exposed a light again.  Across Ling Changkong's mind suddenly came out a scripture, which was the method of the Blood Drop to open the special const.i.tution.

After the imparting, the Blood Drop kept silent. And Ling Changkong did not immediately withdraw from the sea of his consciousness. He looked through the scripture several times to make sure he remembered it exactly and then he withdrew.