In the open space, Qian Mo looked dumbfounded as he looked at his father who grabbed his wrist and ordered him to summon the Yiwen pen quickly.

In his 12-year-old mind, he still didn't understand the concept of the art of soul-melting and soul-building.

He only knew that he had to summon the Yiwen Pen, and then...bleed!

Afraid of pain? Don’t let go?

All that's waiting for him is his soul running wild!

Therefore, after a little effort, Qian Mo finally recognized the reality. If he didn't hurry up and do what his father and others said, he could consider living in this primitive forest where there are no people around, where birds don't poop... birds poop everywhere.

Find a secluded place and wait for 12 hours before you burp!

After accepting the power of Qianxuan entering his body, Qianmo felt that his weak body seemed to have regained some strength, and his kidney overdraft had been slightly replenished.

Qian Mo stood in the open space, with Qian Xuan nervously watching from the side. He quickly raised his right hand, pouring in his courage and integrating it into the radiant strokes on the back of his hand in a special way.

"Different writing appears!"

The usually very cool and pretentious lines seemed completely unimportant compared to his life. With just one sentence, the golden jade pen was already suspended in Qian Mo's palm.

Looking at the scene in front of him, if the situation hadn't been too urgent, Qian Xuan would have really wanted to pick up this brat and shoot him from left to right!

He still vaguely remembered a series of idiosyncratic words that this bastard said in front of everyone. Things like "I am a person destined for thousands of years", "Eternal courage is bound to the body of the pen", "Jade pen with golden patterns, return to your true nature quickly"

Such bastard words gave him goosebumps when he first heard them.

The most disgusting thing is that this bastard always uses the reason that this is a necessary spell to summon the Yiwen pen to cover up his shameful behavior! In the past, it was because the Yiwen pen had not been used by anyone in the five thousand years of history of the five imperial families.

Control, it is true that there is no proof. But now...

Ahem, let us mourn for classmate Qian Mo!

No matter what Qian Xuan felt in his heart, for the sake of his son's life, his dissatisfaction just now was just a complaint in his heart. Seeing Qian Mo successfully summoning the Yiwen pen, Qian Xuan immediately spoke.

"Qian Mo, quickly cut the palm of your hand with Yi Wen Bi. Now we can only hope that Yi Wen Bi's secret art of blood amplification can save your life. Otherwise, you will become a useless person from now on. I don't want you to become a person in history.

My dream of becoming the most powerful undertaker has come to nothing, so you should try your best to fight for my chance of survival!"

Hearing such a serious lecture from his usually unreliable father, Qian Mo also understood the importance of the matter. The last time his father was like this was when he obtained the approval of Yi Wenbi in Qianjia's ancestral home...

The golden jade pen flipped over and quickly passed through the palm of his left hand under Qian Mo's control. The sharp tip of the pen opened a huge gash in his hand. Blood flowed out quickly as if it was free of money.

What? Afraid of pain?

That's bullshit! Qian Mo is not an idiot. As long as he doesn't die from the pain, it's better than losing his soul! In the face of life and the ambition to become the most powerful embalmer, pain is completely nonsense!

"The wound is going to close on its own due to force. The amount of blood is not enough. Qianmo controls the force to speed up the blood flow to prevent the wound from closing!"

Seeing that the wound on Qian Mo's hand was about to be healed by the force of the embalmer's cultivation, and that the writing style was unresponsive, Qian Xuan spoke in a deep voice.

"Uh...that's going to hurt like hell!"

Although Qian Mo understood that the situation was urgent, the corners of his mouth still twitched when he thought of the pain of the high-speed blood flow hitting the wound at any time.

However, Qian Mo's body is still honest even though he complains, and he is very conscious and his courage drives the blood in his body to flow at a high speed as if it is free of charge.

Hmm...very conscious, definitely not frightened by dad's words "Then let's open a few more holes"!

A few dozen seconds have passed since Qianmo accelerated the blood flow rate. The blood gushing from the wound has been suspended in mid-air under Gu Li's control and gathered into a blood cell about the size of a human head.

It can only be said that the physical fitness of the embalmer is indeed extraordinary, and the strength of the soul is also astonishing. Most people would have passed out immediately after bleeding like this... Even Qian Mo, who had just regained consciousness after being awakened by the soul-melting and soul-building technique, felt dizzy for a while.

Fortunately, the Yiwen pen finally exuded a dazzling brilliance, and seemed to be finally satisfied with this sacrifice.

The blood cells swayed slightly and were poured into the Yiwen pen.

It can be seen that the originally jade-colored and crystal-clear pen body gradually changes to a bright red color. The golden patterns exuding golden light are also rendered by the blood color, transforming into a dazzling red gold color. Compared with the original sacred and pure color, this pen body is bright red.

The different writing style of the time adds a sense of mystery and ferocity.

But this may be its original appearance. Just imagine that the weapons possessed by the undertakers who often deal with the souls of the dead are weird and ferocious, which makes it more normal!

"Qian Mo, quickly follow the method I demonstrated before to outline the spiritual talisman to suppress the chaos in the world!"

Qian Xuan was overjoyed to see that Yi Wenbi was finally activated by blood, and urged Qian Mo to take action.

He nodded, closed his eyes, and replayed the rune construction method demonstrated by his father before in his mind. After confirming that it was correct, he opened his eyes again.

There is no way not to be cautious. You must know that if the embalmer makes a mistake in drawing the runes, everything will be lost. There is no other way but to start over!

My current situation is even more special. It took so much blood to give the Yiwen Pen enough amplification power. If there is really a problem during the rune drawing stage, can I withstand such a large amount of bloodletting again?

It's just an unknown...

After confirming the order of drawing the runes in his mind, Qian Mo suddenly grabbed the Yiwen pen and without a trace of hesitation, he quickly sketched them. Such speed made Qian Xuan's eyes twitch.

Qian Xuanyao thought that he had awakened and was known as one of the best geniuses in the Qian family for thousands of years. People with talents are always arrogant, and he has always been an arrogant and free-spirited persona. But since he has

Since he gave birth to his son, he has found that his talent has no use. Qianmo has been the king of children among his peers since he was a child. He is maverick and dominates among the naughty children in the family. His prestige is extremely high. Previous paragraph

At that time, Qian Mo's talent as an undertaker awakened, and he was directly rated as a prehistoric person, and was recognized by Yi Wenbi in one fell swoop!

Therefore, my father's expert demeanor in front of others has completely turned into unreliable in front of his son...

But talent is a thing that makes people love and hate, especially when outstanding talent appears in his own son... After Qian Mo accepted the inheritance from the undertaker, what shocked and frustrated his father the most was the pair of talismans.

Don’t forget, you have the ability at your fingertips!

No matter how difficult the runes are to draw, Qian Mo can memorize them once and draw them again, and... he does it very quickly and in one go. Qian Xuan has to admit that this is a kind of rune that can directly make the seniors vomit blood.

Because of his talent, and even because he is afraid of damaging other peers, Qian Mo usually conducts talisman drawing training separately from other children...

Thinking of this, Qian Xuan's heart was full of little knots. Why couldn't his son's talent be used in cultural classes? Some time ago, he was called a parent by his teacher because he scored 57 points in the math test...

If this continues, what will the university do?

Of course, Qian Xuan never expected that Qian Mo just didn't like cultural classes at all. His precious son had already made it his lifelong goal to become the most powerful embalmer...

Just when Qian Xuan Lemon Essence was taking effect, Qian Mo had already outlined the runes in one breath.

The runes are all blood-colored, with some faint golden spots in them. The outside is a four-sided boundary pattern, like a coffin. Inward, there are ancient characters that are like tadpole scripts, but they are completely different from any ancient characters popular in the world.

It is a strange text that is only circulated among the lineage of undertakers! And in the middle of the spell, it is completely occupied by a square word "zhen". The whole spell is integrated and exudes a powerful wave. A mortal will know it at a glance.

There is a feeling that one's soul is being crushed to pieces.

Looking at the talisman that cost him countless blood, Qian Mo had a twitching look at the corner of his mouth. He had no sense of accomplishment in successfully sketching the talisman at once. His heart was bleeding, and he didn't want to experience that extremely painful process again in his life! Although

It only took more than a minute to drain blood, but for him, it was like a year, second only to being punished for smashing the glass of the teaching room!

In this life, even if I die, I will never use this cheating... daddy's secret bloodline amplification technique again!

Qian Mo swore a poisonous oath in his heart!

After calming down, he moved his eyes away from the blood talisman in front of him, and raised his head to stare at Hun Chaos, who was dominating his own coffin world.

"Chaos, right? The Four Evils of Ancient Times, right? The One and Only in Eternity, right? You don't understand the rules, right? Master Shi uses a bunch of old blood runes!"

Chaos gave his spell a name, and Qian Mo couldn't wait to insert the spell into the coffin world where he was already in danger. He only had one thought now, which was to let the evil spirit feel the pain!

The actions of everyone in the open space did not escape Hun Chaos eyes at all... Although Ya never opened his eyes, Hun Chaos said that he could see them!

These human embalmers have some skills. I don’t know what method they used, but they actually directly stabilized the three souls and seven souls of that kid, causing their own plundering speed to slow down!

But... so what, if you can resist, it will be more interesting to conquer, isn't it?

Hunkuan even fluffed up his dark hair and landed on a mountain peak. The energy-grabbing demon patterns continued. He found a comfortable position and lay down. Such a comfortable look seemed to be telling Qianmo something.

thing……

"Come on, dear! Labor and management are domineering in your world. Don't you want to accept it? I'm waiting for you here!"

Qian Mo was convinced that he had completely felt the connotation of this chaotic and arrogant act, and a sneer appeared on his still childish face.

Pretending to compete? I'm good at this too! And, I'm also good at hitting people in the face!

The different writing pens were suspended in the air, and Qian Mo quickly changed his handprints. At the same time, the runes that had been driven into the coffin world appeared directly in the middle of the joints, and then scattered in all directions, turning into streams of extremely chaotic energy-grabbing demon patterns.

There are similar ripples, but the energy-grabbing ripples emitted by Chaos are consistent with its body color, which is extremely black. However, the ripples transformed by Qianmo's rune are bright red, with faint golden light spots in them, but they are not very obvious.

Looking at the red ripples, Qian Mo's mouth twitched, that was a hardcore bloody lesson!

Fortunately, the effect of this blood lesson is amazing! At first, Chaos had reservations about what kind of powerful runes a young boy could draw. But when the ripples spread, it understood that something was wrong!

In his perception, the energy-grabbing demon pattern brought less and less courage each time it returned to the body. The origin of the coffin world seemed to have been completely locked by the bloody light pattern, and the world was re-opened.

It became solid and clear.

Moreover, he could feel that this new student who had entered the coffin world and seemed unconscious at first began to reject him crazily, just like a sleeping lion awakened by someone's invasion of its territory, showing off its sharp claws and fangs.

"No...it's just useless to continue to waste it. There are still a group of embalmers outside who are staring at me. Forget it, the benefits are huge enough, let's leave!"

After dedicating his strength to resist the crazy oppression of himself by the burial coffin world, Chaos has begun to think about retreating. Speaking of which, he was originally falling into a deep sleep, or was attracted by the waves in this world. He had just woken up, and the use of his power was somewhat unfamiliar.

Now fighting against a group of relatively powerful opponents seems to be a totally uneconomical deal for him who is cunning by nature!

The body transformed into a black light again. Chaos was not the soul of an indecisive person... He was about to leave through the boundary membrane at a very fast speed. He believed that under the sudden explosion, the group of guys below who seemed to have lost their vitality should be

It’s too late to stop yourself!

But reality is always cruel, and danger is often inevitable by the time people realize it.

The black light stopped abruptly when it hit the boundary membrane. It was lifted high by the huge rebound force, and then quickly fell freely. The dizzy Chaos was still a little dazed due to the uncontrollable body flip... Damn it,

What's going on? I can't get out on my own!
Chapter completed!