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Chapter 1692 Great grandfather

"That, grandson!"

"here I am!"

Mu Fengchen smiled awkwardly and said: "Grandpa, I have been obsessed with swordsmanship all my life. It is true that I have taken a lot of magic pills in my life, but the pill prescription... To me, that is a fantasy!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun was quite disappointed.

However, there are specialties in the art industry, and my grandfather is not a genius in that field, so it is normal not to know.

"Don't be discouraged!"

Mu Fengchen said again: "I can't do it, but your great-grandpa can!"

"Grandpa?"

"Well, even in the eighth block of the holy monument, your great-grandfather also left consciousness. If you can open the eighth block of the holy monument and your great-grandfather comes forward, I tell you, the one-star virtual god pill in Xiaodao can be as big as nine-star

The magic pill, your great grandfather, has it at your fingertips!"

"Grandpa is an alchemist?"

"That's right!"

"Then my grandpa is a weapon master?"

"How do you know?" Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Fengchen said in surprise: "In terms of seniority, I am the ninth generation ancestor, and your great-grandfather is the eighth generation ancestor. The seventh generation ancestor is indeed a weapon master, and a powerful weapon master.

!”

Mu Yun was suddenly quite surprised at this moment.

The former patriarchs of this herdsmen seemed to... all possess unique skills!

"Grandson, stop thinking blindly. The talent of our herdsmen's bloodline is devouring, which is very powerful in itself. Think about it, what if we are exterminated without any backup plan?"

"In fact, the Nine Holy Monuments were born because of this. Even if there is only one person left in the herdsman clan, as long as the bloodline is awakened, old people like us will appear. Therefore, I can teach you swordsmanship, and your eighth generation ancestor teaches you elixirs.

The seventh generation ancestor will teach you the art of weaponry, and you will definitely grow up!"

After hearing this, Mu Yun finally understood.

The herdsman left behind nine holy monuments, and each former patriarch would leave his own consciousness to be integrated into the holy monument. When the holy monument is there, the consciousness exists; when the holy monument is not there, the consciousness disappears!

If the herdsmen are destroyed and only a few people escape, the nine ancestors in the nine holy tablets are living treasures!

As long as the herdsmen still have descendants, they can develop again.

These methods are indeed powerful.

"Since I can touch Grandpa in the Immortal King realm and trigger the transformation of this ninth holy monument, I should be able to take a step further now!"

Mu Yun made up his mind and sat down. In front of him, another Nine Spirits Seizing Heaven Monument appeared.

The monument, about the height of a person, appeared in the room, and the Immortal Blood Book that appeared on it was also very clear, word for word.

At this moment, Mu Yun was communicating with the holy monument in his mind, wandering in that vast space.

Time passed bit by bit, and gradually, he felt sleepy, but there was no change in the holy monument.

It shouldn’t be!

Mu Yun struggled to hold on to his tiredness, his head felt dizzy, but he still held on.

"Before I arrived at the Immortal Emperor, I triggered the Holy Monument. Shouldn't there be no reaction from this one now?"

"There must be something wrong somewhere!"

Mu Yun kept trying, but got nothing.

And gradually, he finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

While sleeping, Mu Yun felt that he appeared in front of a stone monument.

At this moment, under the stone tablet, a figure sat quietly cross-legged.

The beard and hair are all white, and the hair is long and flowing. This person looks like a middle-aged man with delicate skin and a tall and tall figure. He is also wearing a red robe, which looks very loose.

"Who are you?"

When the man saw Mu Yun, he immediately spoke.

"Who are you?" Mu Yun said calmly: "Why are you here?"

"Boy, I asked you first!"

"My name is Mu Yun, a descendant of the Mu clan!"

"Nonsense!"

The red-robed man hummed: "You are a member of the herdsman tribe? Then in your bloodline talent, there is an aura of bloodline soul mastering that I hate. Boy, are you trying to trick me into showing up?"

"That's because I have a special bloodline. I devoured the bloodline talent of a disciple of the Vampire Clan and gained part of the soul-controlling talent!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "And you said I tricked you into showing up, so why did you still show up?"

"Are you really a descendant of the herdsmen?"

"Of course, otherwise how could I lure you out?" Mu Yun said calmly: "My father is Mu Qingyu, and my grandfather is Mu Fengchen. They are both the heads of the herd tribe. What, is there a problem?"

Upon hearing this, a gloomy and uncertain look appeared on the man's face.

"But I feel that your body and bloodline are very special. Not only the bloodline talents of the herders and vampires, but also other existences..."

"other?"

"I can't tell, but I feel like you kid, it's not that simple!"

"This is easy!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "Look at the bloodline talent in my body. If you don't believe it, you can see the six paths of my bloodline power! The Immortal Blood Code, this belongs to the herders!"

"Are you really a herdsman?"

"certainly!"

Buzz…

Suddenly, Mu Yun felt a pain in his head and opened his eyes immediately.

"Eh? Are you dreaming?"

Mu Yun looked at himself lying on the ground and fell asleep, and said in surprise.

"It's a dream, but it's not a dream!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.

"who?"

"You brat, this is your great-grandfather!" Mu Fengchen's voice sounded.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

"I was testing you just now. The holy monument is related to the great secret of my herdsman. How can I trust you so easily?" The man in red robe turned into a shadow and appeared in front of Mu Yun.

Neither body nor soul, just a condensed form of thoughts, just like what Mu Yun saw just now!

"Are you...great-grandpa?"

Mu Yun hurriedly took out the first holy tablet.

Mu Fengchen also appeared at this moment.

"Father!"

Looking at the man, Mu Fengchen knelt down and said respectfully.

"Okay, okay, they are all people who have been dead for many years, there is no need!"

"yes!"

Mu Fengchen, who was standing tall in front of Mu Yun, was acting like a child at this moment, with a smile on his face.

"See Grandpa!"

Mu Yun knelt down and bowed respectfully.

"Get up!"

The red-robed man waved his hand and said calmly: "This is the realm of gods, but why are you not in the herdsmen? Where is this? And how can you be in the virtual god realm?"

Mu Yun knew that his great-grandfather’s name was Mu Fengxiao, and he was often called the Laughing Maniac. Because Mu Fengxiao was an alchemist and an accomplished alchemist, so every time he succeeded in refining the magical elixir, he would make loud noises.

laugh.

He once laughed for three days and three nights because he was refining an ancestral divine elixir, and was called a laughing madman in the divine world.

This was naturally what Mu Fengchen told him.

At that moment, Mu Yun told Mu Fengxiao everything he knew.

"I see!"

Mu Feng smiled and sighed: "If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. When my ancestor of the herdsmen achieved the realm of the Ancestral God and awakened his bloodline talent, he was devouring it. This is also destined by God!"

"Fortunately, your father is here, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Fengchen muttered.

"What did you say?"

Mu Fengxiao reprimanded: "Making you the leader of the herd tribe was my biggest wrong decision. I should have made Qingyu the team leader directly from the beginning. You know how to practice swords every day, what else do you know?"

"Then you only know how to make alchemy..."

"Say it again!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, you two, stop arguing!"

Mu Yun watched the two bickering and suppressed a smile. It was really hard.

Who would have thought that his grandfather looked like an elder in front of him, but in front of his great-grandfather, he was just a junior, and it was really funny how he didn't dare to talk back when being scolded.

"Your current state is too weak. At the peak of the early stage of Virtual God, it will take ten thousand years to reach the state of Ancestral God!"

"Ten thousand years..."

Mu Yun frowned.

"Father, Xiaoyun only has a hundred years to live!"

"century?"

Mu Fengxiao was suddenly startled.

"Um!"

Mu Yun said bitterly: "The big life-killing technique I practiced is too overbearing. It consumes lifespan in exchange for powerful strength. Killing the Blood Owl's clone consumes too much!"

"There's nothing we can do about it!"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "But your talent is good enough, your realm is improving quickly, and your vitality is constantly growing, so it doesn't matter. And it's not a bad idea to use the magic pill to extend your life!"

"Um!"

"I heard Chen'er say that you know how to make alchemy? In this way, the reason why Grandpa took the position of the leader of the herd tribe is because of the alchemy skills. From today on, I will teach you how to make alchemy! How to refine the divine elixir!"

"good!"

Mu Yun was very excited at this moment.

He suddenly thought that his grandfather was the originator of swordsman, his great-grandfather was the master of alchemy, and his wife's grandfather was a weapon master. When the nine holy monuments are gathered together in the future, wouldn't it be... nine ancestors, each with their own talents, even if they are teaching a fool?

, and became a strong man.

When he integrated the memory of Mu Yun, he knew that the guy loved reading and could not practice cultivation, so he read some stories written by some unofficial historians about how he met an old man in a dream who taught him magical skills, and his meridians became great.

Now that I think about it, what those wild historians wrote was just about meeting an old grandfather. This time, he met nine, and each of them had extraordinary skills. More importantly, these nine were all taught by his ancestor.

, that’s not even trying your best!

"Nine holy tablets, I wonder if the three holy tablets my father had were also used by him to identify the three ancestors!"

Moreover, when Mu Fengchen was first lured out, a domineering attack - Meteor Explosive Rain - was integrated into the holy monument.

So this time, should I also have a domineering magical skill when I guide Grandpa?

"Don't think about it, it does happen!"

Mu Fengxiao said lightly at this moment: "Your grandfather's move is called Meteor Explosive Rain. It is used in conjunction with our herdsmen's holy monument. It is so powerful. Your realm is too low. When you reach the realm of the Ancestral God, that move is enough to kill an entire race."

The secret world!”

"My move is called Earth Explosion and Sky Fall!"

"It's much better than your grandfather's!"

"No way..." Mu Fengchen muttered unconvincedly: "It's almost the same as me, but the effect is different..."

"What did you say?"

"No...nothing..."

Mu Fengchen said with a smile: "Father, um, you should rest first. Xiaoyun is behind bars now. You can only talk to him about theoretical knowledge, but you can't let him practice sword making and make elixirs, so I'm here to talk to him about swordsmanship."

!”

"That's fine!"

Mu Fengxiao said lightly: "Teach me well. This is your grandson and my great-grandson. He has endured a lot of hardships in his three lifetimes. I will ask Qingyu later if he doesn't feel sorry for his own son. As a great-grandfather, I don't feel sorry for him."

I feel bad!”

"Yes, yes..." Mu Fengchen nodded hurriedly.


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