A stream of sticky blood was taken out of the hollow piercing tube and flowed into a delicate magnetic cup. Soon, the large bowl-like magnetic cup was filled.

In the magnetic cup, the essence and blood seemed to be rolling. Not only did the heart remain vital after being cut, but the blood taken out seemed to be surging... It was such a magical creature. Of course, the essence and blood of this powerful species are obviously much stronger than ordinary species.

Then, Qin Yang quickly mixed some of the grinded special drugs into the essence and blood of the earth dragon, which even triggered some boiling effects and bubbling.

At the same time, Su Qinqing gave up her control of the heart of the earth dragon, because the essence and blood were no longer valuable after it was taken out. As the soul light in her hand dissipated, the originally vibrant heart instantly withered and shriveled. The reason was that the most vibrant part of the heart was in the seemingly small amount of essence and blood.

The blood and the medicine were evenly blended, and Su Qinqing smiled with a cramped smile on her face and said, "What are you doing while you are standing there? Take it off!"

Very direct!

Fortunately, both of them were totem masters, and Qin Yang had already adapted to the embarrassment when he was studying before. The only thing that made him uneasy was his uncle's unscathing style.

"Let's agree first, and don't make any messes, especially the last time."

Last time?

Last time, when she was helping Qin Yang draw a totem suit, Su Qinqing suddenly became interested. When the suit had been drawn, she actually added some more things to Qin Yang's lower abdomen.

According to Su Qinqing's superb totem technique, this small change will certainly not affect the effect of the totem set, but it has such a little side effect—

After drawing that little thing more, Qin Yang was "hard" under his lower abdomen for a whole day!

For this reason, Qin Yang almost turned against this unlucky uncle.

Speaking of this, Su Qinqing was so happy that her stomach hurt: "At that time, I just wanted to see if you really became a man... Besides, the extra small totem can help you enhance certain abilities. When you grow up, you will know my good intentions. Humph, take off the little thing that has been repaid with grudges... and hurry up!"

Qin Yang grunted and took off all his clothes. He could only cover up the place where he had been hard for a whole day. He looked at each other, even though the two of them had done this many times, Qin Yang still felt a little embarrassed and closed his eyes automatically.

Su Qin happily took the brush and dipped it in a little scarlet ink, but her other hand gently wiped it in his heart: "It's getting stronger and stronger, like a little dragon cub."

Qin Yang had a black line: "So much nonsense, draw!"

"Haha, I'm shy! Little bastard..." Although Su Qinqing was joking, when the stroke fell on Qin Yang's heart, his expression immediately became solemn.

A correct attitude is the basic quality required for a totem teacher and the most basic professional ethics.

Su Qinqing herself has taught Qin Yang many times: Even if one day you have the opportunity to draw a totem for the No. 1 beauty in Jiuzhou, you should regard it as a dead object! When drawing the totem, you are just completing an art work, and the person being painted, no matter whether it is good or bad, beautiful or ugly, is just a canvas!

As a top-grade totem master, Su Qinqing was naturally able to strictly abide by this precept.

I saw her pen walking like a dragon and a snake, and the pen in her hand seemed to have an independent soul, dancing lightly and ethereal. The tip of the pen seemed to be jumping on Qin Yang's body, like a cheerful elf.

As the pen tip wandered, energy penetrated into his body, spontaneously stimulating his nerves, bloodlines, and even soul power. Moreover, the stimulation generated by this drawing was no less than the drawing of the last battle totem set. The huge energy in the blood of the earth dragon was so powerful.

Therefore, from time to time, the soul power in Qin Yang's body would automatically resist. The soul power burst out without warning, either strong or weak, resisting the invasion of totem energy.

Su Qinqing was completely dissatisfied with it, changing the spurt of the soul power in her hands at any time, resisting the steadily suppressing Qin Yang's soul power, and the strength of both sides was always maintained perfectly balanced.

However, even though she is so skillful, because drawing is too exhausted, a slight sweat stain gradually seeps out of her soft cheeks - it can make a strong man from the Holy Land sweat, which shows how difficult it is to draw.

Of course, this is also related to the degree of totem. It is said that if you draw the same level of totem, the Lord of the Star Palace, Zhou Xinghe, can do not waste the power of blowing, and even draw it while drinking. This is naturally a manifestation of the level of totem art. However, Zhou Xinghe is the world's number one totem master after all, and there is no comparison.

Time is still passing, almost dawn. This time the drawing lasted for most of the night!

Moreover, at this time, Qin Yang's body was covered with strange red lines from the top of his head, eyebrows to his cheeks, ears, neck, chest, back, toes, toes... which were extremely amazing.

This can be called a "suit"!

However, this is not a combat suit, but just a "Armor Totem suit" to enhance Qin Yang's defense, so that he can better resist future thunder tribulation.

When the last stroke was completely outlined and integrated into a perfect whole with the first stroke, Su Qinqing raised the pen slightly, breathed a sigh of relief as if she was exhausted, and sat on the chair next to her.

"Little bastard, I'm almost exhausted!" Su Qinqing threw the pen in the tray and wiped the sweat stains on her forehead. "Your kid's thunder tribulation body is too special. When drawing, not only does the soul power resist, but the resistance of the body's bloodline power is even more elusive. Although you are still a low-level soul cultivator, the difficulty of drawing is no less than that of a high-level soul cultivator."

Qin Yang smiled happily and grabbed a small blanket and wrapped it around his waist: "Uncle Lu, I will give you a back and legs to help you with health care later, haha, it's such a good 'Armor Totem'. I feel like my body is not bad!"

The armor totem is actually a type of war totem, which is nothing more than enhancing the body's defense and ability to resist strikes. However, the armor totem of Qin Yang is a bit special. It is not superimposed and overlapped with the previous war totem, but simply enhancing the strength of the body.

"With this set of armor totems, it will definitely be easier to resist the next thunder tribulation. Moreover," Qin Yang smiled happily, "Once the thunder tribulation is experienced, the energy of this armor totem is completely integrated with my body, then the increase of my thunder tribulation body during the battle should be even greater, haha!"

In the past, his thunder tribulation body could increase the strength of two small grades during battle. If it increases the amplitude further, it would be equivalent to improving a full-scale realm. Of course, all this depends on the final fate, and speculation may not be accurate.

Su Qinqing groaned and said, "Wipe the water marks on your body first, is it elegant to smile with your bare butt?"

Qin Yang was immediately embarrassed.

Su Qinqing untied her clothes without any scruples, and the clothes slowly slid down. Although she was only facing away from Qin Yang, it still made Qin Yang feel the urge to spit blood.

"I'm cleaning it first, don't look at it randomly, otherwise your eyes will be dug out... Oh, this cold water is really exciting..."

Among the wooden barrels that had been prepared long ago, Su Qinqing seemed to be very comfortable and relaxed. Every pore in her body seemed to be relaxing, and all the fatigue was flowing out. The beautiful body, which was completely inconsistent with her age, seemed to make a bucket of clear water emit a greedy mood.

"Boy, come and wipe my back."

"No..." Qin Yang muttered.

Suddenly, Su Qinqing's proud and happy laughter sounded in the room. It seemed that teasing this cute little disciple had become her main motivation for survival.
Chapter completed!