I have seen in the sea of ​​books of our clan that the inheritance of some ancient clans is not a skill, nor is it a spiritual technique.

Instead, the strong men who have been named for generations, they extracted a wisp of soul before they died, condensed their last spiritual power, sealed the power of their blood, and formed on the family's root tree, sprouted for thousands of years, bloomed for thousands of years, and bear fruit in millions of years, condensed into fruits that descendants who are close to their blood power can eat.

Yuan Xinsai seemed to have run away a little even when he was sleepy.

The sound was a little more vivid.

For example, the blood power in your body is passed on to you by your mother. If the blood power of your body is strengthened, the purple fruit on your head will be of the same origin as you.

You can eat it, strengthen the concentration of your bloodline and strengthen your abilities.

Yin Nian became more and more surprised the more he heard it.

Is there such a thing?

Does the Nine-Tail Sect know?

The Nine-Tail Rebel Clan seemed to feel that the awakened bloodline was soaked in the blood pool that was regarded as a treasure before, and even she herself felt it so.

Meng Laoke came to her at some point.

He said calmly: A long time ago, in order not to let the puppet monsters destroy the true foundation of our Meng family, my ancestors transplanted the root tree to the dark domain.

In order to protect the root tree, the fewer people should know about this, the better. If it weren't for the Meng family who entered the dark domain, they wouldn't know it. After tens of millions of years, those in our clan who did not go to the dark domain gradually forgot the existence of the root tree.

The blood pool of the Nine-tailed Rebel Clan should also be preserved by some of the predecessors, which is actually a very simple version of the root tree.

Meng Laoke sneered, but the effect of the blood pool was really different from Dong Shi and Xi Shi, not one percent.

Moreover, the blood pool cannot fully maintain the power of the bloodline, so there is very little room for choice.

Yin Nian, you said before that it is because we care too much about blood, right? Meng Laoke's face no longer has the majestic expression of the past, but it seems very depressed: You are right.

Because of the existence of the root tree, only children with strong bloodlines can take more homologous fruits, and they will be strong.

So we value them, and even in order to cultivate them, we have not opened the root tree awakening ceremony to children with ordinary blood since a long time ago.

But at that time, it was just not open and did not treat them harshly.

Greed distorted the original intention of our clan, time smoothed out the conscience, and made the descendants of our clan betray the most basic conscience as a human race.

And for so long, we have never gone down to see what the Nine-Tail Sect looks like. We use the rules that the king cannot leave the dark domain to make excuses for ourselves, but to be honest, we just don’t care about the ideas of those lower-class people.

Mr. Meng raised his head slightly and looked at the tree.

I don't ask you for anything else.

I just hope you don’t hate the Meng family blood shed on you.

Mr. Meng's rough beard trembled with his words.

Yin Nian hasn't spoken for a long time.

Seeing that the Li Nv and the others had already started to find the inheritance fruit that suits them.

After a long time.

Yin Niancai looked at Meng Laoke for no reason: Of course, I don’t hate the blood on my body.

That's what my mother left for me, it's clean!

What I hate are those who have lost their minds in the Nine-Tail Sect. Besides, the blood in my body is part of my body. Why do you hate it? Isn’t it all my own blood?

The blood on my aunt's body is different from you, so it must be more noble, right?

Perhaps Yin Nian did hate it at a certain moment, but who is Yin Nian?

A person who can turn all the bad things into advantages that benefit oneself.

If I had been caring about this, I would have committed suicide by wiping my neck when I first misunderstood that I had a scumbag father.

Yin Nian walked forward.

In Meng Laoke's expectant eyes, he stretched out his hand and began to caress the round fruits on his head.

Mr. Meng was very excited and didn't care about anything else and asked directly: How? Is there anyone with the same origin as you?

Li Nu and the others are not the head of the Meng family.

And the bloodline on his body is not strong.

Even if Meng Laokuo put them in, he knew that they could not eat much inheritance fruit.

But Yin thoughts are different.

Meng Laoke knew that although her blood power was only half, it was more expensive than essence.

That is a completely different level than others.

Yin Nian touched his hands one by one.

Then.

She quickly frowned.

Why does it look like

She picked a fruit.

It's purple.

Mr. Meng was happy when he saw it: Yo, is it actually a rare healing bloodline?

The carp girl next to her has already begun to absorb it.

Yin Nian pinched the fruit and heard their screams at the top of their lungs.

Turning around, I found that the inheritance fruits spontaneously drilled into their mouths and noses.

The carp girls and the others were twitching in pain.

This is normal. If you want to change, you must pay something! Meng Laoke thought Yin Nian was afraid, so he immediately spoke out and inspired: Yin Nian! You are the most awesome!

Yin Nian frowned.

The hands were shaking slightly.

It seems like being patient and suppressing something.

Mr. Meng looked at Yin Nian in disappointment. Yin Nian, you can't even bear this little pain, right?

What are you afraid of? Just do it!

He couldn't wait any longer, and he got up again with a bad temper.

Just as he was about to go up and grab the inheritance fruit and stuff it into Yin Nian's body to help her.

An accident happened suddenly.

Yin Nian's trembling hands seemed to have epilepsy, at some point.

Her hand twitched suddenly, and a small mouth broke out from the inheritance fruit's body. It screamed ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Run!

Everyone was stunned!

This fruit actually wants to escape?

Why?

It's not just this one, it seems like some strange switch was pressed.

The fruits on Yin Nian's head actually grew calves, and a few golden fruits were obviously the boss at first sight, and even four branches grew, two for hands and two for feet.

Its fat body blocked the blue and purple fruits behind it.

It was as if Yin Nian was a demon.

All the fruits screamed ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The golden fruit even stuck a stone from the side, and tried hard to slash out and smashed Yin Nian, but its strength was too small and it didn't throw it out. Instead, it slipped and hit its feet.

Meng Laokui and a bunch of remaining Meng family members were anxious.

What's wrong? This is?

Quickly appease the inheritance fruits!

What's wrong with you? Little guys? Even if she doesn't have the same origin as you, don't do this. Mr. Meng was so anxious that his head was sweating.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Yin Nian grab the golden fruit that shot himself in the foot.

This time, without waiting for the golden fruit to struggle.

Yin Nian opened his mouth and clicked.

The juice was everywhere, and the fruit screamed and was gnawed off half of its head by Yin Nian, chewing it to pieces.

Yin Nian wiped off a little bright red juice on her lips with her thumb, squinted her eyes and felt comfortable in her pores trembled. The rich spiritual power continued to pour into her body, strengthening every inch of muscles and bones in her body.

She felt that she had touched the threshold of the two-star golden spirit master.

too!
To be continued...