My husband is the protector of the country

When Qu Jianing's blood flowed out to form a complete pattern, Mo Cheng immediately pulled his hand away.The deity directly put the boy's fingertips in his mouth, causing Jiu Huo to burst out laughing again.

"Hahaha... What are you doing? Even if you're not good at healing techniques, you won't be able to...hahahaha... But dragon saliva is also a healing artifact hahahaha..."

Mo Cheng ignored the nine misfortunes, and also ignored Qu Jianing's bleeding earlobes. He used his own method to disinfect the young man and confirmed that his fingertips were no longer bleeding before he began to observe the figure at the bottom of the lake.

The blood pattern at the bottom of the lake is a semicircle formed by flowing clouds, and the blood that composes it is still crawling, and the entire semicircle is also rotating at a constant speed.And within that semicircle, the moiré flowed and turbulent, and in the middle of the ever-changing sea of ​​clouds, a round and a half moon gradually emerged, which was the symbol of the Minshan clan—everyone used it to judge the ownership of the Minshan scroll.

The half-moon appeared, and the rotation of the half-circle gradually slowed down until it was completely stationary.

Everyone's breathing also stopped along with the still semicircle—the quiet blood streaks suddenly became restless again, jumping like boiling blood beads——

"what--!"

"Jianning?!"

Qu Jianing felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had pierced his chest with a steel needle, he fell backwards as if being hit, and fell into Mo Cheng's arms.

Everyone was shocked, and immediately surrounded the boy, not noticing that all the restless blood had seeped into the bottom of the lake, and the short thorn in the center of the lake also sank, and a crack appeared silently at the bottom of the lake.

"I'm fine...I'm fine..."

The pain was intense but short-lived, and Qu Jianing recovered immediately. He grabbed Mo Cheng's arm, caught a glimpse of something strange at the bottom of the lake, and immediately reminded his teammates: "Look at the bottom of the lake! It's changed...my blood is gone, cracks, cracks appear at the bottom of the lake! "

The boy was incoherent in a hurry, but his teammates quickly understood what he meant and turned their attention back to the target.

The cracks at the bottom of the lake are gradually expanding, and the underground palace also makes a low sound of rubbing stones. The floor of this hall is slowly "opening" to both sides!

The three divine beasts immediately brought their lovers to float into the air. The changes in the ground did not last long. The stone slab was only opened half a meter before it came to a stillness again.The blood that had penetrated into the ground earlier traveled through this "river channel", calling out more red liquid and filling the entire river channel——

The boy exclaimed: "Isn't this all blood?!"

Ryan sniffed, and immediately gave the answer: "It's blood, and... these bloods are all related, and they should all be blood of the same ethnic group..."

It's all one group...?

Wait... there's my blood in it too... are they all of the same race? !

Qu Jianing looked at the man in shock, and the latter obviously couldn't believe what he heard.

Jiu Huo was the first to be helpless. He pointed at Qu Jianing and said, "What do you mean? Does this mean that the boy is a descendant of Minshan? The Minshan people... have not died?!"

The voice of Master Huang came from the other end of the communicator connected to Chen Yin: "How is it possible?! Cang Zhuo and I went to personally collect the corpses of the Minshan tribe. They walked decently, and we dug those cemeteries by ourselves, and erected monuments...how could...how could there be fish that slipped through the net?"

The fish that slipped through the net, Qu Jianing, was so shocked that he couldn't speak, he could only stare blankly at the tumbling river of blood...

At this time, a red human figure slowly rose from the blood river. His body was a little hunched, he had a long beard, he was wearing a long robe, and he was holding a staff. He was the Minshan patriarch in the mural.

The patriarch, made of blood and water, looked quite scary, but when his voice sounded, it was kind and kind like a spring breeze.

"Finally... finally waiting for the successor of Minshan..."

"..."

The patriarch's words undoubtedly verified the explosive conjecture, and Mo Cheng hugged Qu Jianing tightly, fearing that something unexpected would happen if the young man couldn't bear the shock.

The patriarch raised his staff, and the Red River branched out from his body, changing and flipping in front of him, forming many miniature figures.

Immediately afterwards, the patriarch, who was made of blood, began to tell how the Minshan clan escaped the punishment of heaven and kept their blood with the cooperation of the changing blood painting——

More than 2000 years ago, when the Minshan clan was bewitched by the gods from the south and touched taboos repeatedly, the patriarch also realized that he had brought disaster to the clan.In order to preserve the blood of the clan, the patriarch secretly sent the babies who did not inherit the mana of the clan to other tribes, and declared within the clan that they were dead.

Although most people in Minshan are born with the ability to control part of the spiritual power in the world, there are also some children who have not awakened blood.And these children who are like ordinary people have become the last hope of the clan.Under the double surveillance of Zhu Yu and Shen Zun, the people of Minshan worked hard and managed to transfer dozens of babies.

At the same time as transferring the baby, the people of Minshan also began to build the underground palace to record their income from spells and their own history, but just half a month before the construction of the underground palace, Zhu Yu noticed their changes.He imprisoned the whole clan, young and old, trying to extort information about the specific spells and keys of all forbidden arts.

But Zhu Yu's technique has nothing to do with the Minshan tribe, so he can't control the mind of the tribe. The angry Zhu Yu lost control for a while, and attracted fire meteors, and wiped out the Minshan tribe.

The patriarch had cast a blood curse before, and preserved his consciousness in this river of blood, so he was able to sleep in this form for thousands of years in the underground palace after his death.

Those surviving Minshan babies went through many twists and turns and became the current Luo clan.And Minshan's bloodline is awakened by chance, only the clansmen who have awakened the bloodline can be guided to open the mechanism in this ruin.

"My child... the mistakes made by the ancestors, you must learn the lesson, and you must not repeat the same mistakes. To truly open the forbidden art and connect the gates of heaven and earth, apart from the awakened clan blood, you also need to satisfy an identity...then It is to become the god's god's pivot. The god's pivot is hard to find, and the reason why the barrier of blood is added to the forbidden technique is to cut off the possibility of the key appearing..."

With a wave of the patriarch's staff, he eliminated the figures in the air, and said again: "But if you really... really meet these two conditions, then please listen to what I'm going to say next. To open the God of Heaven and Earth, you must use you, Compatible with the blood of your gods, and combined with the vortex spells at both ends of the underground palace. To cast this method, you must be at the feet of the gods of heaven and earth. And in that world, only gods can enter, but apart from them... only you are One exception."

The blood beads gathered into the patriarch had begun to dissipate, and his image became thinner and more transparent.Qu Jianing subconsciously reached out to grab his ancestor, but he went straight through the bloody patch.

"Child, remember our lesson, don't be fooled by anyone. You are either the key, the door opener, or just an ordinary descendant of my Minshan... This forbidden technique will eventually be passed down with you, but I hope... ...it will be used in the right place..."

At the end of this sentence, the patriarch completely dispersed, the blood river dried up quickly, and the floor closed again.

The moment the floor was completely closed, the old man's voice sounded again.His last sentence did not explain any secrets, but the most simple expectation for the younger generation: "Son, live... live better..."

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