"Hey, Xiaosi, if you have an idea, tell me quickly?" Ling Dong was extremely surprised when he heard this.
"Do you have a way? It's impossible. The bloodline can be revived, but the bloodline of the ancestral spirit is fixed. This is impossible." Hearing the voice of Suzaku Xiaosi, the mountain god Yin Kang expressed a different opinion.
"I don't know very well. When I was a Yanque, I vaguely remember my mother-grandfather giving me a lecture, saying that at the extreme end of heaven, there is always a thin line. I think this thin line is probably the so-called defiance of heaven." Zhuque said.
Si slowly recalled.
"The mother-in-law of Suzaku said that all things born in the world, except for humans, are the leader of all spirits, but other spiritual things can be traced back to their origins. Their ancestral spirits can be traced back to the four spirits, namely Xuanwu, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Qinglong.
.There are other beasts whose chief is the unicorn, and birds whose chief is the phoenix. However, the unicorn and the phoenix have not appeared in the world for a long time."
Listening to Suzaku Xiaosi's words, Ling Dong's eyebrows showed surprise, "Xiaosi, are you saying that among all living things, there will always be a trace of the blood of the Four Spirits?"
"Yes, according to what Suzaku's mother-grandfather said at the beginning, it is indeed the case. As long as everything has animism and there is a thread of heaven's way, anything can be done against heaven. But I don't know exactly how. I only know that there is this hope.
"Zhuque Xiaosi said.
"There is hope, as long as there is hope!"
"Hope, I think, is slim, even despairing! There is always a thin line at the end of the heaven, but this thin line is not something that just anyone can touch. Your cat spirit originally reached the peak of the Tiangang Realm and has just opened his spiritual wisdom.
That's the limit of bloodline.
I have somehow reached the peak of the Kuixing Realm, which is already on the line of heaven. If you want to go further, don’t even think about it.” Perhaps because of his angry attitude, the mountain god Yin Kang said something sarcastic again.
"Hmph, as you said, the peak of the Tiangang realm is already the limit of the cat spirit, so why has it reached the peak of the Kuixing realm now? Old ghost, how do you explain this?" Ling Dong asked.
"Hmph, no matter what, there is no possibility for you, the cat spirit, to go any further. There is absolutely no possibility. The knowledge I have gained over the past few thousand years is not in vain." Mountain God Yin said firmly.
Ling Dong, who was a little depressed, turned his attention to Suzaku Xiaosi, "Xiaosi, if there is any specific method, I will do it no matter the cost."
After saying that, Ling Dong stared at the mountain god Yin Kang fiercely, "Huh, old ghost, if I let the cat spirit break through to the Kuixing realm and break this bloodline shackles, I will see where you put your face!"
"Dream!" Mountain God Yin Kang threw the word Ling Dong decisively.
Looking at Ling Dong's eyes asking for help, Suzaku Xiaosi shook his huge head helplessly, "I only know these, I don't know the details. But back then, my mother-in-law once passed down to us a 'Blood Tracing Spirit Art'.
It is said that if we practice for a long time, we may be able to awaken the blood of our ancestors and transform into Suzaku."
"Oh, the 'Blood Tracing Spirit Art'? Does that have any effect?" Ling Dong asked anxiously.
Suzaku Xiaosi shook his head: "I don't know, I practiced for hundreds of years with no results, but now at the time of nirvana, I got help from my father, awakened the ancestral spirit bloodline, and succeeded in nirvana and became Suzaku. So, everything is still there.
It depends on the destiny of your cat spirit, father."
"Is that so?" Ling Dong was very disappointed, but when he was disappointed, a light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head and asked Suzaku Xiaosi: "Xiaosi, you said that you had my help when you reached nirvana and awakened the bloodline of your ancestors.
?Why don’t I remember this? I remember that at that time you only extracted a large amount of my essence and blood to achieve nirvana. When did I help you awaken the ancestral bloodline?"
Under Ling Dong's earnest eyes, Suzaku Xiaosi shook his head again: "Father, I don't know this either. I only know that there was nothing abnormal about me when I was in Nirvana. According to that situation, if I continue to Nirvana, I will still be there after Nirvana."
It's the Flame Bird.
But after I frantically absorbed my father’s essence and blood, including a large amount of strength, I felt a trace of memory imprinted deep in my soul begin to revive, and my ancestral bloodline began to awaken, allowing me to be reborn and evolve into Suzaku at that time.”
Zhuque Xiaosi said.
"After absorbing the power and blood essence from my body, you awakened the ancestral spirit bloodline?" Because of Suzaku Xiaosi's words, Ling Dong fell into deep contemplation.
If what Suzaku Xiaosi said is correct, then it should be some kind of power in Ling Dong that awakened the Suzaku bloodline in Yanque?
But what Suzaku Xiaosi absorbed at that time was only Ling Dong's essence, blood and strength. There was nothing special about it? Ling Dong tried his best to recall the scene at that time?
At that time, Suzaku Xiaosi wanted to suck up all the essence and blood of Ling Dong. Ling Dong could only use the power of his soul to resist this terrifying force. Then the power of his soul was also sucked away by Suzaku. Then, Ling Dong used the Falling Star Disk.
Throwing colorful stars
When he thought of this, Ling Dong's heart suddenly moved, "Could it be the colorful starlight thrown by the falling star disk?"
Ling Dong vaguely remembered that Suzaku Xiaosi also absorbed a large amount of colorful starlight at that time. Among all the types of Ling Dong's power that Suzaku Xiaosi absorbed, colorful starlight was the most mysterious one.
This inference reminded Ling Dong instantly of Suzaku Xiaosi's unusual behavior these days. He loves to absorb colorful starlight. Maybe this colorful starlight really has an effect?
The moment he thought of this, Ling Dong's spiritual thoughts left the Mansion of Ten Thousand Stars in an instant, and the moment it enveloped the cat spirit, he brought the cat spirit into the Mansion of Ten Thousand Stars.
Ling Dong wanted the cat spirit to absorb the colorful starlight to see if it had any effect.
After activating the descending star disk to shine on the cat spirit, Ling Dong said to Suzaku Xiaosi: "Xiaosi, pass on your blood-tracing magic to me. The more you work hard, the more opportunities you may have."
"God rewards those who work hard, but my father's words are true. As long as you work hard, there may be a glimmer of hope. Although it is extremely slim, if you don't work hard, there is no hope at all."
Suzaku Xiaosi nodded, and then passed the blood-tracing magic formula to the cat spirit. Under the hum of the mountain god Yin Kang, Ling Dong began to act like a waste of natural resources, urging the descending star disk, carefully and cautiously.
A trace of colorful brilliance separated from it, slowly penetrating into the cat spirit's soul.
After Ling Dong concentrated on urging the descending star disk to let the cat spirit absorb the colorful starlight for half an hour, the cat spirit's soul had reached the limit of absorbing the colorful starlight, and could no longer absorb any trace of the colorful starlight. Ling Dong could only give up.
After telling the cat spirit to practice the blood-tracing magic art, his spiritual thoughts withdrew from the Mansion of Ten Thousand Stars.
Ling Dong knew that in the future, he would have one more item in his daily homework, which was to instill colorful starlight into the cat spirit. This method may be useful or useless, but just like Suzaku Xiaosi, if you persist in working hard, there may be a slim hope.
But if you don't persist, there will be nothing.
At this moment, Ling Dong has also calmed down. He knows that infusing the cat spirit with colorful starlight and letting the cat spirit insist on practicing the blood tracing technique is only the current method. From now on, Ling Dong will do his best to find a way.
Let the cat spirit break through the shackles of its bloodline.
What Ling Dong said just now was more than just words.
After calming down, Ling Dong focused his attention on the old demon Mu Mei. Now the old demon Mu Mei is more likely to be a descendant of Mu Yuan, the slave, but this made Ling Dong pay more attention to it.
"Ah-Dai, do you know if you have parents? In other words, do you have the memory of your parents?" Ling Dong asked Ah-Dai.
"Parents?" Hearing these two words, the old wooden demon Ah-Dai seemed very fresh and fell into deep contemplation.
After a long time, the old demon Mu Mei replied to Lingdong: "My lord, I should have parents, right? The spiritual creature born and raised does not seem to be me. As for the memory of my parents, I can't remember it. My memory
It started in a mountain forest."
"Can't you remember?" Ling Dong was a little disappointed.
After thinking for a moment, the old demon Mu Mei shook his head blankly.
"Look at this!" With a sigh, Ling Dong took out the dark green wood crystal left by Mu Nu Mu Yuan and threw it to Mu Mei old demon Dui from a distance.
"Use your power to touch this wooden crystal and see if you can stimulate its power." Watching the old wooden demon take the wooden crystal, Ling Dong turned around with some worry.
Ling Dong knew that this piece of wood crystal contained the blood power of Mu Yuan, a wood slave, and it could not be stimulated except by its descendants. It would be fine if this old wood demon Ah-Dai was a descendant of Mu Yuan. If not, where would he find Mu Yuan?
Descendants.
"oh!"
The old wooden demon Ah-Dai responded, held the piece of wood crystal to his chest, and suddenly murmured: "Hey, why doesn't this piece of wood crystal make me feel very familiar? Where did you get it, my lord?"
"
When the old demon Mu Mei asked the question, the green energy in his body wrapped around the wooden crystal, but Ling Dong was disappointed when he turned around after hearing the surprise of the old demon Mu Mei. Mu Jing, who was surrounded by the power of the old demon Mu Mei,
At this time, it was like a dead thing, motionless.
"Strange thing?" Ling Dong frowned, his eyebrows suddenly raised and he shouted: "Dumb, use your original power, don't use the wood element gas you extracted."
The old wooden demon immediately followed Ling Dong's request, and a large ball of dark green light suddenly exploded from its chest, wrapping the wood crystal.
The moment the original power of the old demon Mu Mei wrapped the wood crystals left by Mu Nu Mu Yuan, the wood crystals suddenly seemed to be detonated like a small sun, exploding with a green brilliance comparable to the sun and the moon.
The sky is dyed dark green.
As for the old wooden demon, his eyes widened and he looked in horror at the wooden crystals that crazily penetrated into his body.
Ling Dong, who saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in his heart: "Mu Yuan, you can rest assured, the old Mu Mei demon next to me is indeed your bloodline. From now on, the old Mu Mei demon Dui will be
Your blood descendant—Mutie!"
Almost at the moment when the black-green brilliance dyed the sky above the Ling Family Fort dark green, somewhere far away, a door deep into the mountain suddenly opened, and the main hall master of Xingluo Temple, Xihao, walked out with a pale face.
Buze, the master of the fourth hall who was waiting at the door, saw this and asked anxiously: "Brother, what's wrong with third brother?"
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