NINE STAR HEGEMON BODY ARTS

In the Dan stove, nine nine heart pills with six dazzle lines appear in front of Mo Nian. He can't believe his eyes.

Long Chen made two heats of pills, because there are ten places in Mohist school. Long Chen made eighteen nine channel heart pills, which are enough.

After practicing Dan, they both began to hold their breath and adjust their state to the best. Three days later, they were informed to go to the inheritance place.

What longchen didn't expect is that the place where Mohism is inherited is just below the Mohist school. Through a winding tunnel, it goes deep underground.

With each drop, the Dragon dust can feel an extremely ancient breath, which is constantly diffused in the air.

This time, including long Chen, a total of ten young disciples went underground together, and the person who led the way was mo Yunshan, Mo Nian's father. It can be seen that this inheritance is very important.

To the horror of long Chen, they all went down for three hours before a huge stone gate appeared.

The stone gate is as high as one hundred feet, covered with Ancient Runes, and the desolate air comes to their faces. They feel very depressed.

Right above the stone gate, there is a piece of jade as smooth as a mirror. On the jade, there is a bright white light.

Before Mo Yunshan came to the jade, he put his hand on the center of his eyebrows. To long Chen's surprise, Mo Yunshan's eyebrows split and blood slowly spilled out, forcing his own blood essence.

Mo Yunshan's fingers, absorbed the essence and blood of eyebrows, a finger on the jade, fresh blood on the jade, slowly formed a strange pattern, like a kind of Rune.

"Kaka kaka..."

The stone door opened slowly, and a heavy breath came. Longchen felt a terrible pressure, like a tsunami.

At the moment, longchen felt like a big mountain. His body suddenly sank, and the whole space seemed to be solidified.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

In addition to long Chen and Mo Nian, other people are all a mouthful of blood, in front of that terrible pressure, unexpectedly injured.

Long Chen looked forward in a hurry and saw a spacious hall in front of him, which was thousands of feet in circumference and hundreds of feet in height.

In front of the wall, there are ten huge portraits, almost the same height as the hall, exuding endless prestige.

"You go in, I'll close the gate. The pressure of the ancestors inside will be of great help to your practice. Don't waste it." after Mo Yunshan drove the people in, the stone gate slowly closed.

"Boom"

when the stone gate was closed, a terrible pressure rose slowly in the hall.

It's like a reservoir, which is constantly storing water. With the increase of water, the pressure is increasing.

"This is the ancestor's blood pressure, we don't need to resist, we just need to use the pressure to purify our own blood force," Mo Nian said in a deep voice.

Obviously, these people, before they came in, had been taken care of and sat on their knees one after another, letting the authority wash them.

Long Chen knows that this is the legacy of his ancestors, and it is the Mohist ancestors who have preserved their blood Qi to help future generations baptize.

Only today does long Chen know what is inside information. Originally, Mohism was an ancient family, but he finally withdrew from the alliance of ancient families, but the inside information is still there.

Apart from other things, these ten statues alone can be of infinite benefit to future generations. These statues are extremely old, and I don't know how many years they have been handed down.

How powerful the Mohists are, they don't know how powerful they are.

Think of here, long Chen suddenly feel very small, the original spirit world strong, and the barbarian bones in the Jiuli secret place, and then to these statues in front of him, long Chen found that his road is still far away, far away, can't see the end.

Compared with Mo Nian and others, long Chen seems to have nothing to do, because he is not a disciple of Mohism and has no connection with Mohism. Even long Chen doesn't know what his own blood is.

The spirit blood is stolen, and the blood power in longchen's body is also stolen. Now there is no blood Rune in longchen's blood, so it can't activate the blood power.

But it's good that there's a nine star formula. When running the nine star formula, long Chen won't be suppressed by any blood, so he won't suffer.

Otherwise, there will be the suppression of blood and the suppression of heaven, and the Dragon dust will really die. It can be said that the nine star body dominating formula is his strongest means.

had passed for as like as two peas, and Mo read slowly opened his eyes. His breath slowly rose, and a strange Rune appeared in his brow. It was exactly the same as that on the outside of Shimen.

When the rune appeared, Mo Nian began to make a slight roar, and a strong blood pressure slowly spread.

However, just after the spread, he was taken back by Mo Nian, and the rune slowly disappeared, with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, activate the blood pressure," long Chen said with a smile.Mo Nian said with a smile: "actually, it's not activation, it's just unlocking the seal. The power of our Mohist disciples' blood has been sealed. This time it's unsealing"

"seal?" Long Chen asked.

"That's right. The seal is our own seal. There are two reasons for this. One is that our Mohist blood is not pure. If we seal it and then unseal it, we can keep the loss of blood power very small. In this way, the power of blood can be passed on for several generations without the decline of quality.

Another reason is that our Mohist school is developing in a low-key way. Our opponents are staring at us. We are waiting for the opportunity to rise.

Even if we activate the blood pressure, we will cover it up and easily not expose it to confuse those enemies. " Mo Niandao.

"When you do this, it's counterproductive for your opponents to see you as prey and swallow you directly." Long Chen shook his head.

"Hey, hey, do you think those clowns are our enemies? They are far from each other. OK, we're almost done. Let's go and have a look at the statue "

when Mo Nian said that, he stopped talking and took the crowd to the huge statue.

Close, the Dragon dust found that those statues are not stone, but a kind of wood.

The wood is as hard as iron, and it is covered with countless lines. Those natural lines, like a strange array, lock some strange power into the statue.

"This is the heritage statue. Listen to my father, there used to be many, but now there are only ten.

Among these wood carvings is the great power of our forefather, Mohist, who, on his deathbed, injected his own innate Taoism into the statue and left it to posterity.

Every one of them is a great person, and all of them are amazing and gorgeous Skywalker. However, they have been around for so long in our country. As descendants, they can't even get the treasures left by their ancestors. It's really frustrating to think about it. "Mo Nian can't help but feel a little sad when he looks at the statue.

The disciples of the Mohist sect are also ashamed. They can't afford the treasure left by their ancestors. It's embarrassing.

"Little master, you must do it," said one of the disciples of the Mohist school, who were full of confidence in Mo Nian.

"Don't be idle, all of you come on. This kind of thing doesn't necessarily depend on talent and strength. It also needs some chance. Let's go all out." Mo Nian looks at the people.

In fact, everyone was very nervous, excited and uneasy.

"Hum"

when a disciple put his big hand on the foot of the statue, the statue suddenly lit up and a huge force gushed out. The disciple immediately spat blood and flew out.

And the statue that the man touched was calm again, the light on the statue disappeared, and it was calm again.

"Alas Mo Nian can't help sighing. This failure means that the statue can't be opened again in the next ten years, because the statue will enter a closed state and lock the congenital species inside. It will take ten years to open it again.

The disciple got up from the ground with a look of shame: "little master, I..."

"Don't be discouraged. You've tried your best. Don't force us. I said that sometimes we need not only strength, but also opportunity to do our best." Mo Niandao said.

"Bang, Bang..."

There were several explosions and the statue vibrated. All the disciples were shocked by a terrible force, without exception.

This made Mo Nian look a little ugly. Mo Yunshan said that this group of them had the strongest strength and the best qualification in the past 100 years, and the result was chilling.

"Bang!"

There was another explosion, and a disciple burst out with blood, and even passed out. Because he refused to give up, he resisted with all his strength, and was seriously injured.

Now the ten people who come in, except long Chen and Mo Nian, all fail. The failure rate is terrible.

Now they are the last hope, and long Chen is not a Mohist. Mo Nian suddenly feels great pressure.

"When the seeds of heaven in the statue touch the statue, it's like a river breaking its bank. When it comes into the body, it will cause a terrible impact. They can't bear that impact, so they all fail.

But according to your strength, this kind of thing seems to have no difficulty, you don't have to worry about it so much, "said long Chen lightly.

"Can you feel that power?" Ink read a joy, a lot of people were that force to bounce away, but specifically can't say what force that is, long Chen even seems to know some.

This is not nonsense, that thing with the will of heaven, I can not feel it, the most disgusting is this thing.

"Go ahead and relax. It's not a problem for you. It's a big deal. Just spit." long Chen said with a smile.

no matter where the statue is, I dare to say that it's a big breath."Poof"

to the horror of all, Mo Nian burst out with a mouthful of blood!

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