"Ah! You bastards! Let me go out. I want to go home! I, a big drug lord, all of you will die." Ruan Xincheng was raised by Xia Tian like a pig. He is now the food for Houtu essence and blood, which is the main source of the growth of Houtu essence and blood. In fact, Houtu essence and blood can also grow by absorbing true qi, but without the blood on this guy, it will allow him to grow faster.

Ruan Xincheng is not a fool. When he was taken to the secret room he built by Xia Tian, ​​he was locked up like a prisoner. In fact, it would be fine if he was imprisoned. It was a pity! Every few days later, Xia Tian would come in alone, and the previous few times Xia Tian would faint. As for what happened, he was not very clear, but whenever he woke up, he would find that the wound on his arm had just become a cheek, which would be completely healed in a day or two. Who knew that after each time, his wounds would not only not heal, but also blood was coming out.

Why is this happening? Ruan Xincheng can't look like this. But he is not stupid. His food is quite rich. It can be said that he can eat whatever he wants and drink. As long as he shouts, someone will send it. This is very abnormal. Is it really what he said has become a reality?

Until now, Ruan Xincheng still clearly remembers that when Xia Tian wanted to kill him, he told Xia Tian and others everything he said to him. Is it true? If it weren't for this, the others would not be explained at all. Could it be that he is really a descendant of Ashoka, becoming a Buddha and a powerful person? Ruan Xincheng thought quickly. Now he is making trouble every day, just to paralyze the person who guards him.

Perhaps it was because of Xia Tian's long-term breaking of his arm and being knocked unconscious. Once, Ruan Xincheng tried his best to control his body when Xia Tian just knocked on his head. At the moment of contact, Ruan Xincheng fell to the ground, and Xia Tian didn't care much. Ruan Xincheng was just an ant to him. As long as Hou Tu sucked all the blood under this guy, it would be meaningless whether he could survive or not.

Ruan Xincheng was very smart. This time he endured his sleepy brain. He wanted to see what the Chinese man fell to the ground and did on him, but when he felt that a large blood cell rushed into his body, the kind that gradually swallowed his blood, almost causing his heart to stop working, Ruan Xincheng was completely scared. He wanted to eat his own blood. If people had no blood, how could they survive? They were raising themselves as pigs.

But now I am not even as good as pigs. At least I have no thoughts, I go to bed after eating and eat when I wake up. Although I am also eating, I am not treated as pigs. If the pigs are fattened, even if they are fed with feed, it will take at least half a year, and they will be slaughtered in half a year. This means that life is over.

As for me, part of my blood will be swallowed every few days. Ruan Xincheng's heart is no longer calm. After being a drug lord for so many years, Ruan Xincheng knew that when his blood was not swallowed up, it would be his death. Could it be that he is really the descendant of King Ashoka? If he is the descendant of King Ashoka, then under the education of that old monk, he must first become a demon before he becomes a Buddha, and put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. This is a portrayal of King Ashoka.

So should he do what his ancestors do? After yelling for two times, Ruan Xincheng began to read the Amitabha Sutra silently in his heart. Frots Gandhi told himself that when he felt that he could be familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, he would tell him when he would start chanting the Amitabha Sutra. This was the scripture that King Ashoka was mainly chanting back then.

However, Ruan Xincheng did not follow Froz Gandhi's words. After returning, he followed Froz Gandhi's ideas, the drug network he helped to establish, and killed them, etc., but Ruan Xincheng was quietly reading this scripture. At this time, Ruan Xincheng was a little lucky. Fortunately, he had a sudden inspiration and memorized the scriptures in advance. Ruan Xincheng was very scheming, and was shouting while memorizing the Buddhist scriptures.

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to use one mind and two things. In this basement, Ruan Xincheng was chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the light flashed from time to time on him. This was the decisive effect of the blood of Ashoka in his body. Ruan Xincheng slowly appeared in his mind, and Lingkong silence appeared in his mind. His eyes almost saw the Buddha on Lingshan. The Ashoka who should be his ancestor was already his ancestor. This may be an illusion, but Ruan Xincheng took this as if the power of the vow in his body was gradually increasing. It seemed that in Lingkong, his mind had already connected with Lingshan. This quiet silent recitation made Ruan Xincheng feel happy. Could everything that the monk said was true?

After silently reciting one side, Ruan Xincheng opened his eyes and smashed his hands hard on the ground. He saw a big hole instantly appearing in the cement concrete floor of the basement he built.

Xia Tian has been very busy recently, but he will never forget that every time he will go to the basement, and the pig he raised should also release blood. Now, in Awa Town, a pharmaceutical factory has been established. In order to gather funds, this pharmaceutical factory mainly produces Jianti Pills and Yangyan Pills. This elixir with no side effects has been launched and has been popular all over the world. The anti-counterfeiting logo of this pill is discouraged by any powerful people who want to copy and make fakes. They can't copy this pill at all.

Production and formula are handed over to Linghu Jiahao and Jia Zhongdao, and even including sales, Xia Tian doesn't care about it, but Xia Tian's requirement is to gather funds as much as possible. Although cultivators do not lack money, in the secular world, if you don't have money, you can't get many things.

While producing these two kinds of pills, Xia Tian taught everyone his understanding of pills and pharmacology bit by bit, which made the cultivators from various sects excited. Today, Xia Tian is explaining to Linghu Jiahao and the others how to refine spiritual medicines. Although you can't refine ordinary spiritual medicines, make decoctions, or other forms, etc., the effect will be much better than taking spiritual medicines raw.

Xia Tian’s explanation of yin and yang is very friendly, and Linghu Jiahao and others listened to it with relish. Just when Xia Tian’s saliva was flying around and they were very excited, his dantian couldn’t help but move. Xia Tian immediately felt something was wrong, and his spiritual consciousness immediately spread into the dantian.

At this time, Houtu's essence and blood were already as big as a fist, and said to Xia Tian anxiously: "Xia Tian! Didn't I tell you that that guy can't touch Buddhist scriptures? I now feel that that guy has come into contact with Buddhist scriptures and his cultivation has increased, and it seems that he has actually contacted Lingshan in the dark."

"What!" Xia Tian was also shocked and couldn't help but burst out, which made Linghu Jiahao and others who were listening to Xia Tian's explanation of pharmacology look at each other and look at Xia Tian. They don't know what kind of nerves Xia Tian was, and Xia Tian's face changed slightly. They didn't care about the other people around them. They immediately stood up and rushed to the basement.

Linghu Jiahao and Jia Zhongdao didn't know what happened, and followed Xia Tian. When they immediately walked to the basement, Xia Tian realized that he was clearly giving a lecture, but he couldn't help but turn around, but found that Linghu Jiahao and others were following him. He couldn't help but speak, "You should deal with production and sales now and prevent others from destroying Awa Town. Don't get close to you here, do you understand?"

"What happened in Xiatian." Jia Zhongdao asked worriedly. When he asked this, it was exactly the question everyone wanted to ask. He looked at Xiatian's face in unison. Xiatian sighed and said, "You'd better not get close. That Ruan Xincheng is indeed the inheritor of Ashoka's bloodline. He is slowly awakening now. I want to stop his awakening. Not only will it not work if you come, but if I hit you, I'm afraid it will also become a burden to me. Do you understand? Once something happens, I'm afraid I won't care about myself by myself. You should try to stay away. It's best not to stay in Awa Town."

After saying that, Xia Tian rushed into the basement. Linghu Jiahao's eyes wide open and he spoke to Jia Zhongdao: "Old Jia! This is not true! The world has changed so quickly. Ashoka's bloodlines are inherited. Is there no inheritance of my bloodlines in China? Otherwise, the bloodlines of Taiyi Zhenren can be achieved."

"Don't think about it all, I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster!" Jia Zhongdao couldn't help but reply, but then they also knew that they could only become a burden to Xia Tian here. In order not to cause trouble for Xia Tian, ​​they immediately flew towards China. However, before flying, they also placed a large number of electronic eyes at the door of the basement where Xia Tian entered.

Observe summer at any time. If there is any danger in summer, they will definitely rush to rescue them in the best of their ability. All they can do is this, and they can do nothing else.

"Haha! Huaxia Pig, after I, Ruan Xincheng, practice, you will be my slaves. I will let you die. I will let you live, let you add my chrysanthemums and my toes, haha!" Ruan Xincheng was really crazy at this time, but in the madness, he maintained rationality. When he laughed, his voice was very low, and the sound made was a whimpering sound, not loud. This was the result of Ruan Xincheng's efforts to control. He did not want Huaxia to notice that he could actually practice.

Ruan Xincheng knew very well what kind of body he was. It can be said that in addition to being able to shoot guns, exercise on the bed, and stroll, he can be said to be like a scholar, like a scholar without the power of a chicken. Now he can punch a big hole in the cement floor that is one meter thick with one punch, which was unimaginable in the past.
Chapter completed!