Tang Qiuling had no objection in her heart to kneeling down and worshiping the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Mi family.
After all, the blood of the Mi family flows through his body.
Moreover, his talent in martial arts is so high, it must be due to his Mi family bloodline.
So Tang Qiuling kowtowed to his ancestors respectfully, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, and then stood up together with other disciples.
"Okay, let's proceed with the bloodline consecration ceremony in order." Mi Fu said very solemnly.
There are sixty-six new disciples, some of whom are more scheming and stand at the front when they kneel down.
So according to the order, they can also perform the ceremony fastest.
Tang Qiuling didn't care about the order at all. She stood at the back and let others perform the ceremony first.
The first new disciple walked up to the wooden table, looked at the wooden plate on the table, and asked curiously: "Second head of the family, how do you start this ceremony?"
"Don't be anxious yet, wait until your master activates this disc-opening magic weapon." Mi Fu said with a slight smile.
He could see that all these new students couldn't wait.
Mi Qing walked to the optical disc magic weapon, her eyes darkened slightly, and then she raised her hands in the air and silently recited the magic formula. Suddenly, the wooden disc in front of her emitted a faint light.
In the concave semicircle in the middle, a small ball of bright red blood was produced at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After casting the spell, Mi Qing put down his hands, turned around and said seriously to his disciples: "This is the blood of the ancestors of our Mi family. Drop your blood into the wooden plate. If you can get the approval of the ancestors, you will
The bloodline consecration ceremony will be considered successful."
After finishing speaking, Mi Qing walked to the side and stood with her hands behind her hands, watching the first disciple step forward to consecrate him.
The boy was both nervous and excited. He couldn't wait to bite his right thumb, and then dripped the blood from his thumb into the wooden plate.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and the disc-opening array responded, and the light became more powerful.
The first drop of blood dropped by the first disciple was dispersed by the power of the wooden disk array before it fell into the semicircle and disappeared in mid-air.
Seeing this scene, the strong look of expectation in this disciple's eyes disappeared, replaced by incomparable sadness and loss.
He shrugged his head and retreated dejectedly.
Immediately after that, the second and third children failed one after another and failed to stimulate the family bloodline.
The fourth child was Mi Shaoqing. When he stepped forward, Mi Ping also became nervous.
There is absolutely no problem for your own son to inspire the family bloodline.
The key point is how far the family bloodline power inspired by Mi Shaoqing can reach.
Generally speaking, the Mi family bloodline is divided into three grades: lower, middle and upper.
Most of the children of the Mi family can only inspire low-grade bloodlines. If they can inspire middle-grade bloodlines, they are already considered geniuses in the family.
As for the children of high-grade blood, the Mi family will probably have one every few decades.
In the current Mi family, only the head of the family, Mi Qing, has a high-grade bloodline.
There is also the legendary top bloodline, which may not be produced for hundreds of years, so it can be ignored.
Mi Ping believed that her son could at least inspire a middle-grade bloodline, and there was a certain possibility that his son would be a top-grade one.
If you activate your high-grade bloodline, it will be easy to surpass Tang Qiuling in strength in the future.
Because Mi Ping believed that Tang Qiuling would most likely only be able to inspire lower-grade bloodlines.
She has seen too many examples of children from separate families inspiring low-grade bloodlines.
Not to mention that it took two generations for Tang Qiuling to return to her family. Her mother and grandfather were both ordinary people.
If you can successfully activate a low-grade bloodline, you are considered to be very lucky.
Thinking like this, Mi Ping saw that her son Mi Shaoqing had cut the palm of her hand and dropped a drop of blood into the CD.
Sure enough, this drop of blood passed through the magic circle without any hindrance and merged into the blood of the ancestors.
The opening disc then shined brightly, illuminating the entire ancestral temple.
Seeing this scene, Mi Ping's eyes were full of excitement.
The reaction to opening the CD was so great, my son must have inspired a high-quality bloodline!
Mi Qing and Mi Fu also looked surprised. They did not expect that Mi Shaoqing's bloodline power exceeded their expectations.
When the light weakened, a bloody light hit Mi Shaoqing's body, causing Mi Shaoqing's blood to boil instantly.
However, he did not panic or fear, because this was a sign that the bloodline activation was successful.
"Mom, I succeeded!" Mi Shaoqing was excited and turned to look at Mi Ping.
But Mi Ping's eyes were fixed on the seal on the CD.
Only two layers of the dharma seal above were lit up, while everything else dimmed.
"It turned out to be a middle-grade bloodline, what a pity." Mi Fu sighed.
Mi Qing's expression also changed from surprise to disappointment.
After all, Mi Shaoqing's talent is limited. Although he has cultivated to the seventh level of the Pulse Forging Mirror at a young age, he only has a middle-grade bloodline. He will be highly incense if he can break through to the first level of Gangqi Realm later on.
Mi Ping was not discouraged. It was good for her son to have a middle-grade bloodline, which was at least much stronger than Tang Qiuling's low-grade bloodline.
Because the children of the Mi family who are of low-grade blood, no matter how hard they practice, they still cannot break through the Gang Qi realm.
"Next." Under Mi Fu's order, the new disciples stepped forward one by one to stimulate their bloodline.
Half an hour later, of the sixty-five disciples who had performed the bloodline consecration ceremony, only twenty-one were successfully activated in the end.
Among them, there are only two people with middle-grade blood.
Mi Qing's face looked a little ugly. There were far fewer disciples with middle-grade bloodlines than he expected. There were only two.
Now I can only place my hope on Tang Qiuling.
But considering that Tang Qiuling was just a descendant of a branch family separated by two generations, Mi Qing and Mi Fu did not dare to expect too much.
"Tang Qiuling, you are the only one left, go up." Mi Fu urged.
"good."
Tang Qiuling nodded, walked to the wooden table with a calm face, and scratched the back of his right hand.
A drop of bright red blood slipped from the back of the hand.
At this moment, Mi Qing and Mi Fu were actually a little nervous.
The magic circle on the consecration disk was the first to be activated, and rays of light lit up, illuminating the dim ancestral temple like daylight.
Seeing such a strong light, Mi Ning pinched Tang Bei's arm tightly.
Although Chen Xuan was the calmest, he was actually a little nervous about Tang Qiuling.
Because bloodline consecration was something unique to a thousand-year-old family, and this was the first time he had seen it.
Tang Qiuling's Mi family bloodline is not pure, and she doesn't know what level she can awaken to.
"Buzz!"
The opening disk array was operating to its extreme, but it still couldn't stop Tang Qiuling's blood from dripping onto the concave surface and mingling with the blood of the ancestors of the Mi family.
More intense light bursts out from the disc!
Except for Chen Xuan and the three family heads, almost everyone else could not open their eyes!
Tang Qiuling's body glowed with red light, which complemented the light on the CD.
I don’t know how long it took before the glory in the ancestral temple slowly dissipated.
Mi Qing, Mi Fu and Mi Ping all stared at the seal on the CD with wide eyes.
