In the alchemy furnace, when nine nine-turn Dao Heart Pills with six dazzling patterns appeared in front of Mo Nian, he couldn't believe his eyes.
Long Chen refined two furnaces of pills in total. Since the Mo family had a total of ten places, Long Chen refined eighteen Nine-turn Dao Heart Pills, which was enough.
After practicing the elixir, both of them began to hold their breath and concentrate on adjusting their condition to the best. Three days later, someone informed the two of them to go to the inheritance place.
What Long Chen didn't expect was that the place of inheritance of the Moh family was right below the Mo Gate, heading deep underground through a winding tunnel.
Every time he descended, Long Chen could feel an extremely ancient aura that was constantly filling the air.
This time, including Long Chen, a total of ten young disciples went underground together, and the person leading the way was Mo Nian's father, Mo Yunshan. This shows that this inheritance is very important.
What shocked Long Chen was that everyone kept walking downwards for three hours before a huge stone gate appeared in front of them.
The stone gate was a hundred feet high and covered with ancient runes. The desolate atmosphere hit their faces, and the two of them felt very depressed.
Right above the stone door, there is a piece of jade as smooth as a mirror, with a bright white glow glowing on it.
Mo Yunshan walked up to the jade stone and placed a hand on his eyebrows. What shocked Long Chen was that Mo Yunshan's eyebrows cracked and blood slowly overflowed, forcing out his own eyebrow essence.
Blood.
Mo Yunshan's fingers absorbed the essence and blood between his brows, and he touched the piece of jade with one finger. The blood dripped on the jade, slowly forming a strange pattern, like a rune.
"Kakakaka..."
The stone door slowly opened, and at the same time, a heavy breath came towards them. Long Chen suddenly felt a terrifying pressure, rushing towards them like a tsunami.
At this moment, Long Chen felt like a big mountain was coming, his body sank suddenly, and the space around him seemed to have solidified.
"Puff puff……"
Except for Long Chen and Mo Nian, everyone else spurted out a mouthful of blood, and were actually injured in the face of that terrifying pressure.
Long Chen hurriedly looked forward and saw a spacious hall in front of him, with a radius of a thousand feet and a height of a hundred feet.
On the wall directly in front, there are ten huge portraits, almost the same height as the hall, exuding endless pressure.
"You go in, I will close the door. The pressure of the ancestors inside will be of great help to your practice. Don't waste it." After Mo Yunshan drove everyone in, the stone door slowly closed.
"boom"
When the stone door was closed, a terrifying pressure slowly rose up in the entire hall.
It's like a reservoir that is constantly storing water. As the amount of water increases, the pressure increases.
"This is the bloodline pressure of our ancestors. You don't need to resist. You just need to use the pressure to purify your own bloodline power," Mo Nian said in a deep voice.
Obviously, these people had been taken care of before coming in. They sat cross-legged on the ground and allowed the coercion to wash away at them.
Long Chen knew that this was a legacy from his ancestors. It was the ancestors of the Mo family who preserved the energy of their bloodline to help future generations baptize it.
Only today did Long Chen know what heritage is. The Mo family was originally an ancient family, but in the end they withdrew from the ancient family alliance, but the heritage is still there.
Not to mention anything else, these ten statues alone can be of endless use to future generations, and these statues are extremely old and have been passed down for countless years.
As for the ancestors of the Mo family, they were able to pass on the pressure of their bloodline to the present day. I wonder how powerful those strong men are.
Thinking of this, Long Chen suddenly felt that he was so small. From the strong men in the spirit world back then to the barbarian skeletons in the Jiuli Secret Realm, and then to these statues in front of him, Long Chen realized that his road was still far, far away.
There is no end in sight.
Compared to Mo Nian and others, Long Chen seemed to have nothing to do, because he was not a disciple of the Mo family and had no bloodline with the Mo family. Even Long Chen didn't know what his own bloodline was.
The spiritual blood was stolen, and the bloodline power in Long Chen's body was also stolen. Now, there are no bloodline runes in Long Chen's blood, and he cannot activate the bloodline power.
But fortunately, there is the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body Technique. When running the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body Technique, Long Chen will not be suppressed by any bloodline, so he will not suffer any loss.
Otherwise, with bloodline suppression and heavenly suppression, Long Chen would really be depressed to death. It can be said that the Nine-Star Hegemonic Body Technique is his strongest method.
After more than an hour, Mo Nian slowly opened his eyes, the aura slowly rising from his body, and a strange rune appeared between his eyebrows, which was exactly the same as the one on the stone door outside.
When the rune appeared, Mo Nian began to make a slight roar, and a powerful bloodline pressure slowly spread.
But just after it spread, it was taken back by Mo Nian, the runes slowly disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Congratulations, you have activated the blood pressure," Long Chen said with a smile.
Mo Nian smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it's not activation, it's just unlocking the seal. The blood power of our disciples of the Mo family has been sealed. This time it's unsealed."
"Seal?" Long Chen asked.
"That's right, it's a seal. We sealed it ourselves. There are two reasons for doing this. One is that the blood of our Mo family is already impure. After sealing it and then unsealing it, we can keep the loss of blood power very small. This can make
The power of blood can be passed down to several more generations without the grade declining.
Another reason is that our Mohist family is developing in a low-key manner, and there are enemies watching us, and we are waiting for opportunities to rise.
Even if we activate the bloodline pressure, we will conceal it and not expose it easily to confuse those enemies," Mo Nian said.
"Wouldn't it be counterproductive for you to do this and make your opponents regard you as prey and devour you directly?" Long Chen shook his head.
"Hey, do you think those clowns nowadays are our enemies? They are far from it. Okay, let's not talk about this. Everyone is pretty much the same. Let's go see the statue."
After Mo Nian said this, he stopped talking and led everyone slowly to the huge statue.
As they got closer, Long Chen discovered that those statues were not stone carvings, but wood carvings.
The wood is as hard as iron and covered with countless lines. Those natural lines are like a strange formation, locking some strange power into the statue.
"This is the inheritance statue. I heard from my father that there used to be a lot of them, but now there are only ten left.
Among these wood carvings is the powerful ancestor of our Momen. Before his death, he poured his innate Tao seeds into the statues and left them to future generations.
Each of them is an amazing big shot, and all of them are amazingly talented Skywalkers. However, they have been passed down in our Momen for so long. As descendants, we can’t even get the treasures left by our ancestors. Think about it.
It's really frustrating." Mo Nian looked at the statue and couldn't help but sigh.
The disciples of the Momen also had a look of shame on their faces. They couldn't afford the treasure left to them by their ancestors, which was really embarrassing.
"Young Master, you can definitely do it," said a Mohist disciple. They were full of confidence in Mo Nian.
"Don't be idle. Come on, work hard. This kind of thing doesn't necessarily rely on talent and strength alone. It also requires a certain amount of opportunity. Let's all go all out." Mo Nian looked at the crowd and said.
Everyone hurriedly chose their own statues. In fact, everyone was in a very uneasy mood, a little excited, and a little uneasy.
"Buzz"
A disciple put his big hand on the foot of the statue. The statue suddenly lit up, and a huge force surged out. The disciple immediately spit out blood and flew backwards.
The statue that the man touched returned to calm. The light on the statue disappeared and calm returned.
"Alas!" Mo Nian couldn't help but sigh. This failure means that the statue cannot be opened again in the next ten years, because the statue will enter a closed state and lock the innate Tao seeds inside. If you want to open it again,
It will take ten years to open.
The disciple got up from the ground, with a look of shame on his face: "Young Master, I..."
"Don't be discouraged. You have already tried your best. Don't force yourself. I said, sometimes it is not only about strength, but also about opportunities. Just do your best," Mo Nian said.
"Bang bang..."
There were several continuous explosions and the statue shook, and the disciples were all knocked away by a terrifying force, without exception.
This made Mo Nian look a little ugly. Mo Yunshan said that their group was the strongest and most qualified in the past hundred years. The result was heart-warming.
"boom!"
There was another explosion, and a disciple's blood spurted out, and he passed out immediately. Because he refused to give up and resisted with all his strength, he was seriously injured in the shock.
The ten people who came in now, except for Long Chen and Mo Nian, all of them failed. This failure rate is too terrifying.
Now that the two of them were the last hope, and Long Chen was not from the Mo family, Mo Nian suddenly felt great pressure.
"The moment the seed of heaven in the statue touches the statue, it is like a river bursting its banks, and when it enters the body, it will cause a terrifying impact. They were unable to withstand the impact, so they all failed.
But according to your strength, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be difficult, you don't need to worry so much," Long Chen said calmly.
"Can you sense that power?" Mo Nian was delighted. Many people were bounced away by that power, but they couldn't tell exactly what it was, but Long Chen seemed to know something about it.
Isn't this nonsense? That thing carries the will of heaven, so I can't sense it. What I hate the most is this thing.
"Go ahead and relax. It's not a problem for you. You can just spit on it." Long Chen said with a smile.
"Are you kidding? Those statues are where the energy of my ancestors lies. How dare I spit, but no matter what, I have to try."
Mo Nian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and placed his big hands on the huge soles of the statue.
"puff"
What shocked everyone was that Mo Nian spurted out a mouthful of blood!