Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort

Sang, an inner palace that never lets outsiders enter.

Here is the place where all the San people came to when they were young, and it is also a watershed. At the age of five, if you can detect the bloodline of inheriting a refiner, you can stay in the inner palace and learn how to become a refiner. If you didn't inherit the blood of the refiner, you would never be able to enter, and you could only live in the foreign palace.

After growing up, if there are no other outstanding points, he can only be an ordinary steward and handle some family chores.

"I visited this place with Xue Wu when I was five years old. Later, I never came again." Looking at the buildings faintly in memory, Mu Yichen accompanied Mu Qingge in a low voice. The way.

Mu Qingge also looked around indifferently. She already knew from King Sang Shun's words that this was the gathering place for the Sang craftsmen.

Today is the day she tests her blood.

Because she has already missed the test day, today, this test was specially prepared for her, and she was the only one who received the test.

According to King Sang Shun, today is a good opportunity for her to prove herself in front of the Sang people.

As long as she reveals her blood heritage, then she will learn the refining technique, and no one can gossip.

Therefore, an exception is made today to allow all ethnic groups to enter the inner palace to watch the test results. Of course, to say so, the test room of the inner palace can't squeeze nearly 100,000 people, so most of the people who come here are people who have inherited the bloodline talent, plus some elders of some generations.

Surprisingly, one of the six elders who had been in retreat in the clan also sent one to watch the test results.

It can be seen that this blood test on Mu Qingge has attracted the attention of many people.

"Boss, why can both you and Xue Wu inherit the Sang family's bloodline talent, but I can't? Is it because I am a man?" Mu Yichen scratched his head incomprehensibly.

He really can't figure it out!

Mu Qingge glanced at him and said faintly: "If there is no inheritance, there will be no inheritance, so why bother? No bloodline talent can compare to his own hard work and persistence."

Mu Yichen nodded heavily and said to her, "I see, boss!"

At this time, there was a faint excitement in his heart, and he also wanted to know how much Mu Qingge's bloodline concentration was. "When Xue Wu was tested before, her bloodline concentration was Level 6. It is said that she has the strongest bloodline concentration in the Sang family in the past 100 years."

"Bloodline concentration?" Mu Qingge whispered in confusion.

Mu Yichen nodded, raised his finger to a transparent white stone pillar in the distance, and explained to Mu Qingge: "Boss, have you seen that stone pillar? I don't know what material it is made of. Just put your hand in. A groove at the bottom of it, squeezing a drop of fingertip blood, it can test the concentration of bleeding talent. There are a total of ten levels, but it is said that except for the first generation of ancestors who have reached level ten, there will be no more for tens of thousands of years. Yes. Generally speaking, being able to reach level 7 is already very powerful. Grandpa seems to only be able to reach level 7, and my mother is also level 7, but my grandpa also said that in the past ten years, my mother has been abandoned. Blood."

Mu Qingge looked at the pillar, she also thought it was amazing, she could actually measure the blood pulse concentration.

Why doesn't she feel that her blood is different from other people's blood?

Walking out of the corridor, Mu Qingge and Mu Yichen appeared in front of everyone.

Of those who are waiting here to see her test results, there are naturally no more than 100,000, but there are also 20 to 30,000. Among them, most of them are young people.

"Sang people actually have so many refiners?" Mu Qingge asked in surprise.

Mu Yichen nodded, "The number that can really refine weapons is probably this number, but most of them can only refine spiritual weapons. It's just that the quality of the weapons refined by the Sang family is better than those of the other refiners outside. better."

Mu Qingge nodded hardly.

At this time, their appearance has already aroused everyone's attention. Everyone was silent, joking, teasing, or disdainful, or watching the show, looking at Mu Qingge.

A bloodline of the Sang family that came out suddenly was past the age of the bloodline test. It was ridiculous to want to see if he had inherited the talent.

"Do you think that Mu Qingge really has our Sang bloodline?"

"Hehe, I thought it was Aunt Lan Ruo's child to have blood? It's too overwhelming."

"That's right, didn't you see Sang Yichen, didn't you have inherited Sang Lanruo's bloodline talent?"

"How dare you call Aunt Lan Ruo by her name? Don't you be afraid that the deacons in the Disciplinary Hall will catch you and get the board?"

"Oh, what does it matter? The left and right are just a little longer. It is said that she has always stayed in the realm of a treasure-level refiner for the past nineteen years, and I have recently broken through and become a treasure-level refiner. , Since everyone is of the same level, what does it matter if you call him by name?"

"Oh? You have become a treasure-level refiner?"

"That's natural."

"congratulations!"

"you are welcome!"

A sound of compliment came from a corner.

The young disciples of the Sang nationality, whether they are capable or not, have passed the bloodline test and are qualified to stand in the inner palace. Naturally, they are not satisfied with Mu Qingge's intrusion.

This can be regarded as the arrogance of young people, and the elders in the family did not stop it.

Just like the person who called Sang Lanruo by the name just now, and said that he has become a treasure-level refiner, among his peers, he has enough pride.

"Sang Xingyu, have you made a treasure-level weapon?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Everyone gave way slightly, letting Sang Zhilan and Sang Ye come over.

"It turned out to be sister Zhilan!" Sang Xingyu smiled at Sang Zhilan and said proudly: "Yes, I can already make a treasure-level weapon and have passed the family level assessment."

Sang Zhilan's eyes rolled, and she thought about it. She waved to Sang Xingyu. The former is the granddaughter of the second elder, and the latter is an ordinary descendant of the collateral line. It is clear who is respected at a glance.

Sang Xingyu leaned in front of Sang Zhilan, who lowered his voice in his ear and said, "Wait a minute, when he finishes the test, if there is no blood, you can do this..." She whispered in Sang Xingyu's ear. For a while.

Sang Xingyu's face changed slightly and asked: "What if he has blood?"

"If there is blood..." Sang Zhilan frowned for a while, then said: "If he really has blood, don't worry, next month is not the test day for family refining, then you will challenge him."

"But... Sang Xuewu is his younger sister." Sang Xingyu was a little embarrassed. Although he was very arrogant on his mouth, he knew in his heart that he was just a collateral junior and could not provoke his direct descendants. What's more, Sang Xuewu is now the first person in the younger generation of the Sang family, to mess with her brothers, isn't she seeking death by herself?

"What's wrong with Sang Xuewu?" Sang Zhilan stared at him dissatisfied when she saw him shy away: "She is not the real Sang family. Maybe one day she won't even have the surname Sang. What are you afraid of? Don't forget. , I am the real eldest Sang family!"

"I know... I know." Sang Xingyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and agreed.

Seeing him obediently cooperated, Sang Zhilan nodded in satisfaction. "That's right."

Sang Zhilan returned, and Sang Ye asked curiously: "Zhilan, what do you want him to do?"

Zhilan smiled coldly, her eyes drifting towards where Mu Qingge was. "Do you still remember the humiliation we suffered in the Longya camp? It is at the Sang family today. If I don't do something, wouldn't I be sorry for myself?"

"Then how did you arrange it? Tell me so I can cooperate." Sangye said excitedly.

Sang Zhilan took a look at him before saying: "Where do we need to go out for this little thing? I have arranged it. If the bloodline is tested and he does not have the bloodline of the refiner, Sang Xingyu will encourage everyone to let him go. Leaving the Sang family. If you are lucky enough to have blood, Sang Xingyu will challenge him until the family competition next month. I don't believe it, he has won Sang Xingyu, a treasure-level refiner?"

"Zhilan, what a good way!" Sang Ye complimented her in her ear.

Sang Zhilan smiled triumphantly, a bit of dark sting hidden deep in her eyes.

"Boss!" Mu Xuewu, who came here first, came to Mu Qingge's side, then looked back at those tribesmen, and said to Mu Qingge: "Grandpa let me lead you up."

After that, she said to Mu Yichen again: "Yichen, find a place to stay by yourself." Then she reassured her and said: "Don't cause trouble."

"I see, you can go over." Mu Yichen nodded and agreed, and stepped back.

Mu Xuewu sang to Mu Qing: "Boss, let's go."

Mu Qingge lightly tapped her jaw. She felt very boring in her heart about the blood test, but she also understood that this was a cutscene that had to be left.

I just didn't expect that there would be so many people waiting to see her jokes.

Correct! It's just a joke.

Who is Mu Qingge? The unconcealed emotion in the eyes of these young Sang people was clear when she glanced over it.

Among these people, there are few people who are curious about whether she has blood, and many people hope to see her jokes.

After all, she made such a big noise in the Sang family area yesterday, which shocked many people. If it turns out to be inferior to many people today, she would become a joke in their eyes.

With Mu Xuewu ascending to the test platform, King Sang Shun and the second and third elders were already waiting there.

Mu Qingge glanced over, and found that besides the three of them, there was an old man who was no stranger to Mu Qingge, who was one of the six Supreme Elders who appeared yesterday.

"Do these two elders often make things difficult for you?" On the way, Mu Qingge suddenly asked Mu Xuewu in a low voice. She hadn't forgotten that the second elder was aggressive at the clan estate and the main hall of the Sang family.

Mu Xuewu also lowered her voice: "Is it difficult to make things difficult, but the second elder can't rub the sand in his eyes, and he will talk about things that he can't understand. And his granddaughter is Sang Zhilan."

Sang Zhilan?

Mu Qingge thought about it for a while, and immediately thought of who it was.

"Is that the woman who opposes you everywhere?" Mu Qingge said.

Mu Xuewu nodded, "Her talent is only slightly lower than mine. Perhaps, she feels that my existence has taken away everything that originally belonged to her. However, it is also a dispute of tongues, and she has not done anything too much. Going out of the way."

After listening to Mu Xuewu's words, if she hadn't deliberately concealed it, then the environment of the Sang family would be relatively harmonious in Mu Qingge's heart.

Little fights are harmless, she is the person who planned the palace change, so how could she be afraid?

But if you want to play things like usurpation, murder, it's best not to provoke her, otherwise, with her means, the Sang family will eventually die a few people.

Mu Qingge raised his head to look at the sky, a situation suddenly rising in his heart.

It's not that she is proud, and the group of people standing underneath are obviously not rivals of her level! Also want to see her jokes, are her jokes so good-looking?

Withdrawing his sight, Mu Qingge had already followed Mu Xuewu to the front of the four.

"Ge'er, coming." King Sang Shun looked at her, his eyes also full of expectation.

"Xue Wu has seen the Patriarch, the Supreme Elder, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder." Mu Xuewu saluted several people present in one line according to the etiquette.

However, Mu Qingge did not move.

"Hmph, I don't know the manners." Her attitude made the second elder snorted dissatisfiedly.

Mu Qingge just glanced at him lightly, then said to King Sang Shun, "Don't you want to test? Then hurry up."

A trace of embarrassment flashed across King Sang Shun's face. He had expected that Mu Qingge would not buy it, but he did not expect that she would not even be polite in the presence of the Supreme Elder.

"Alright, let's start." Fortunately, the Supreme Elder didn't care much either. He still looked at Mu Qingge with a gentle smile on his face.

The Supreme Elder spoke, even if the second elder felt uncomfortable, it would be hard to say anything.

King Sang Shun also took the opportunity to say: "Okay."

After speaking, he looked at the third elder, "The third one, it's in trouble."

The third elder smiled and said, "I was in charge of testing the younger generation of the family. What is the trouble?"

After that, he walked forward, came to Mu Qingge's side, and smiled at her: "Should I call you Master Mu now? Or Qingge?" The two had some contact in the Sunmu Grassland, and it was not friendly or friendly. Holiday.

"The three elders are fine." Mu Qingge's expression was light, neither humble nor overbearing.

The third elder nodded appreciatively, and said to her: "Come with me." He turned to lead the way, and Mu Qingge followed him and walked towards the stone pillar Mu Yichen had said before.

When the two moved, the people below became more agitated. All of them stood tiptoe and raised their heads, for fear of missing some wonderful moments.

"Sang Yichen, you haven't inherited blood. Does your brother who emerged from nowhere have blood?" behind Mu Yichen, there was a sudden yelling.

Mu Yichen's face sank and turned to look at the speaker.

What catches the eye is a face full of playfulness. He naturally recognizes who he is.

"Sang Xuefeng, my boss is not something you can arrange." Sang Yichen warned in a low voice.

The person in front of him is a side branch of the three elders. When he was young, he often played with him, shouting one by one young master. But after the age of five, as soon as the talent test results came out, he never played with Mu Yichen again. Every time he met, he would say something ridiculous.

"Cut! What's great, it's a bunch of guys who want to take advantage of my Sang family." Sang Xuefeng said with disdain.

"You are looking for a fight!" Mu Yichen clenched his fists.

Say him, he can bear it. However, if he says he is the boss, that's not good!

"You want to clean up me because of your trash?" Sang Xuefeng smiled even more jokingly.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly a voice broke in, interrupting the smell of gunpowder between the two.

When Sang Xuefeng looked up, he immediately changed his face and said flatly, "Big Brother Xue, it's nothing, I'm talking to Brother Yichen."

Sang Xuezhi's eyes swept over and saw Mu Yichen's gloomy face, and warned Sang Xuefeng: "Today, there are elders present, so don't cause trouble."

"Yes, Brother Xuezhi." Sang Xuefeng responded humbly.

Sang Xuezhi nodded to Mu Yichen again before turning and leaving. He was also very surprised, why did his grandfather ask him yesterday not to offend Aunt Lan Ruo's children, and if it is convenient, he still needs to take care of him?

Sang Xuezhi was puzzled and looked at his grandfather, the third elder who brought Mu Qingge to the test.

"Hmph, good luck for you." Sang Xuefeng snorted to Mu Yichen before turning to leave.

Mu Yichen gritted his teeth and looked at his leaving back, her eyes gloomy.

On the stage, Mu Qingge was led to the upright pillar. Sure enough, she saw a small hole at the level of her knee.

The third elder explained with a smile, "In the past, children in the family came to the test when they were five years old. This groove is also made according to the height of the five-year-old child, and it is indeed a little short for you."

Mu Qingge said lightly: "It's okay, as long as the third elders tell me how to do it."

"It's nothing complicated. Just put your hand in. There is a sharp object inside. Use it to pierce your fingertips and squeeze out a drop of fingertip blood." The third elder explained.

Mu Qingge nodded, indicating that he had understood.

She stretched out her hand, squatted down, and put her hand into the groove.

The groove is really small, put your hand in it, it's already full.

Her posture at the moment is a bit indecent. Squat on one knee and touch the groove that only reaches your knee. This action caused a burst of laughter from the people below.

The third elder frowned lightly and glanced over with a serious look, "Quiet."

Seeing that he had spoken, the people below were somewhat restrained. When he withdrew his gaze and went to watch Mu Qingge, he found that she was not disturbed by those laughter at all, and her expression did not change, as if the laughter was not to her.

Mu Qingge stretched out his hand and groped in the groove, and finally touched a sharp object.

As soon as she touched, a message appeared in her mind——

[Silver sulfur essence, useful for blood vessel testing...]

Mu Qingge was shocked, and there was a needle-like silver sulfur essence hidden under the stone pillar. Silver sulfur spirit, she has only seen it in some miscellaneous books, and has never seen it in person.

I just know that there is a special substance in silver sulfur essence, which can detect the same blood vein and the concentration of blood vein. As for why, she didn't know.

‘The Sang family who are undergoing testing are all before the blood is awakened. There will definitely not be any feedback, but I don’t know if they know the secret in this test pillar? Mu Qingge thought in his heart.

But he did not forget to press it hard, causing the silver sulfur essence to pierce her finger, and a drop of blood dripped from her fingertips and was absorbed by the silver sulfur essence.

Mu Qingge retracted his hand, stood up, put his hand behind him, and covered it with his sleeve.

"Do you need medicine?" the third elder asked.

Mu Qingge shook his head. This small injury was completely healed when she withdrew her hand.

The third elder nodded without reluctance.

"Now wait for the result." The Third Elder said to Mu Qingsong.

Mu Qingge stood tall and straight, waiting calmly. In fact, she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

At the same time, the voice below gradually calmed down, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the results of the test. Not only this dense group of people, but also King Sang Shun.

Time passed slowly.

Of course, the tested column did not respond at all.

Argument began to sound in the crowd.

"Huh? Why didn't you respond for so long?"

"I remember that we tested it at that time, and the results were only available in a while. Why would it take so long to wait?"

"Hehe, maybe he didn't inherit the blood of our Sang family refiner at all."

These comments became louder and louder, and the tone became increasingly ridiculous.

The third elder looked at Mu Qingge, but saw that she was still calm and calm. It seems that she has confidence in herself.

"Patriarch, it seems that you have made a mistake this time." The second elder looked at King Sang Shun and said with a slight smile.

King Sang Shun's face was unpredictable, he couldn't believe this result.

If Mu Qingge didn't inherit the blood, why would he want to obtain the Sang family's refining technique?

The elder Taishang also sighed with disappointment.

"Boss..." Mu Xuewu murmured, her eyes full of worry.

She was worried that without blood, Mu Qingge would be disappointed and lost like Mu Yichen.

"Boss! Come on!" Mu Yichen clenched his fists and cheered Mu Qingge in his heart.

In the ear, the harsh sound came again. "Hahaha, let me just say, how can anyone have the blood of our San people? Sang Yichen is a waste, and his brother is also a waste!"

These arrogant words, without the slightest concealment, immediately drew everyone's laughter. The word ‘trash’ also drifted into Mu Qingge’s ear along the wind, making her look over there.

"What did you say! You have a kind of say it again!" Mu Yichen was furious, and wanted to rush to beat someone.

Sang Xuefeng said without any fear: "What can you do with a trash? Do you want to beat me? Can you afford to pay me a reward?"

"Asshole!" Mu Yichen's eyes flushed, and he was about to rush over.

However, the other people in front of him stopped him, pushing him as if intentionally or unintentionally, not letting him approach.

"Yichen!" Seeing this scene, Mu Xuewu on the stage immediately stepped off the stage and squeezed to his brother. As soon as she appeared, the Sang children all around took a step back and distanced themselves from them.

They can play Mu Yichen, but they dare not offend Mu Xuewu.

"Xuewu and the others are too much!" Mu Yichen said to Mu Xuewu.

Mu Xuewu pressed her lips tightly, glanced over those people one by one, and soothed Mu Yichen and said: "Be calm and not impatient."

This farce fell in Mu Qingge's clear eyes, only in exchange for a disdainful smile.

Some time passed after this trouble, and the stone pillars tested remained silent.

Even Mu Qingge wondered if this thing was broken, and swept his eyes away.

Sang Xingyu, who had been instructed by Sang Zhilan before, saw that the time had come, and he rolled up his sleeves and planned to shout, to drive Mu Qingge out of the inner palace.

However, when he just inhaled and opened his mouth, the test stone pillar that had been quiet suddenly began to change, causing him to suffocate his breath and cough violently.

Huh—!

A faint hum came from the stone pillar.

The transparent and white stone pillar suddenly glowed with red light.

This scene excited several people who were full of expectations for Mu Qingge.

Especially King Sang Shun, his tense and even clenched fists were trembling.

"He actually has blood?"

"It's really surprising, we actually have the blood of our San family. I just don't know how many levels of blood can be reached."

"What level? Did you almost miss it? I think it's not bad for a bloodline of this kind to reach level two at most."

"Level 2? I think it's almost the same."

A red light appeared on the stone pillar, dispelling everyone's suspicion about Mu Qingge's bloodline. Of course, it turned the topic to the concentration of her blood.

Sang Zhilan looked at the shining stone pillar with a gloomy expression, grinning her teeth and said: "There is really blood!"

Sang Xuezhi stood in the corner, watching quietly, and waiting.

Seeing that Mu Qingge had the blood of the Sang family, Mu Yichen immediately became proud. He said to Sang Xuefeng across the crowd: "Keep your snobbery eyes open and see, what is that."

Sang Xuefeng said unwillingly to show weakness: "You can't help being too happy too early. The bloodline concentration on his body is so weak that it hasn't been detected. Can the bloodlines of first and second levels scream in front of me?"

"You!" Mu Yichen couldn't refute at this moment, and could only coldly snorted: "Wait and see."

"what--!"

Suddenly, an exclamation came from the crowd.

The reason they exclaimed was that the dazzling red light suddenly rushed to the scale that only the bloodline concentration of level 5 could reach. Moreover, there is no stopping trend...

"Level six!"

"Level seven!"

Every time the red light rose by a level, the crowd screamed.

"Level seven! Level seven!" King Sang Shun was so excited that he couldn't make a sentence.

The elder Taishang's eyes changed from disappointment to expectation, staring at the stone pillar of the test unblinkingly, even if the red light was dazzling, he did not want to move away.

"Congratulations, Patriarch." The second elder held his fists at this time to congratulate King Sang Shun.

King Sang Shun raised his hand to block it, looked at him and smiled: "Second, when everything is over, it is not too late for you to congratulate me."

"Level eight!"

"You actually rushed to the eighth level?"

"How is this possible? It was almost undetectable just now."

"This is impossible! This is impossible!" Sang Xuefeng shook his head pale, unwilling to believe the picture before him.

The position of the eighth scale is dazzling with red light, but it makes many people feel like an ice cellar.

"Level eight! How could there be a bloodline concentration of level eight!" Sang Zhilan was shocked, and her face became gloomy and ugly.

"Yeah! How could it be possible? Is it cheating!" Sangye also shouted.

Sang Zhilan turned her eyes to stare at him, and cursed: "You are a pig! There is no one in the Sang family with an eighth bloodline concentration. Whom does he cheat?"

"Level 8...Level 8..." The Supreme Elder was also excited.

The second elder and the third elder were so shocked that they could not speak.

King Sang Shun felt inexplicable in his heart and said to himself: "Level eight, the Sang family hasn't had a bloodline concentration above level seven in many years!"

boom--!

"what--!"

Just when everyone thought that Mu Qingge's bloodline concentration was at level 8, they didn't want the red light that had begun to calm down suddenly, rushing from level 8 to level 9, and then rushing straight to level 10!

grade ten!

grade ten!

That is the blood concentration that only the first generation ancestor of the Sang family has!

And Mu Qingge, a descendant of a foreign surname, had such a high bloodline concentration in his body!

This is simply unimaginable!

"God...God has opened his eyes! God bless me the Sang!" The elder Tai was so excited that his hands trembled.

King Sang Shun was already shocked in place, unable to move. The talent of his grandson has surpassed his estimation.

However, the red light rushed to the tenth level but never stopped, and continued to move forward, seeming to want to break out of the stone pillar's confinement.

This scene shocked everyone, and they all looked at it dumbfounded.

boom--!

Suddenly, with a loud noise, the stone pillar used for the test exploded and turned into powder, and the red light dissipated.

Mu Qingge got close, and immediately covered it with a sleeve when it exploded. With a wave of her sleeve, she blows away the powder around her, but there is the coughing of the three elders.

The smoke cleared, everyone's shocked appearance remained unchanged.

"What's going on? How did the test column break?"

The crowd began to panic.

"Quiet, all quiet." King Sang Shun stood up in time to stabilize everyone's emotions.

But Mu Qingge bent down and lowered his head, reaching out to find the finger-long silver sulfur essence among the powder on the ground. After taking it in her hand and looking at it carefully, she passed it to the third elder. "As long as the silver sulfide is still there, a test pillar can be built."

"Silver sulfur spirit! You actually know that this is silver sulfur spirit!" The Third Elder said in surprise.

Mu Qingge didn't answer his question, just blinked, and said inexplicably, "Then what is it now?" The explosion of the test pillar was also unexpected.

She knows the concentration of her blood. Her body has been modified by genetic modification agents, as opposed to re-tempering her bloodline, so her bloodline concentration and purity will naturally be high.

However, it was so high that it was beyond her expectation.

As soon as she finished speaking, several figures flashed in front of her.

The Supreme Elder, King Sang Shun, and the second elder all appeared in front of her.

"Tell me, has your bloodline been awakened once? Only the bloodline that has been awakened will exceed the tolerance of this test column." The elder Taishang asked eagerly.

what! Mu Qingge's blood has been awakened once?

How did he awaken?

Can you awaken without being in the family?

The Sang people were shocked, as if everything that happened to Mu Qingge was beyond their cognition.

Facing the question from the Supreme Elder, Mu Qingge just nodded.

He admitted it!

He actually admitted it!

Mu Qingge's reaction surprised everyone again.

"When did you awaken, and how did you awaken?" The Supreme Elder asked again.

His expression was excited and urgent.

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows and said faintly: "When I was sixteen years old, I noticed that the bloodline was different. It is said that introducing a different fire into the body can activate the bloodline, so I tried it."

hiss--!

Into the body?

The Sang people, even the Supreme Elder and the Second Elder, couldn't help taking a breath. How could they know how dangerous it is to cause a different fire to activate the bloodline?

Not only have to bear the pain that ordinary people can't, but if you are not careful, you will be burned to ashes by the abnormal fire.

"The fire enters the body! How did the boss come here? I can't imagine it." Mu Xuewu was also shocked.

Everyone of the Sang people calmed down, their eyes looking at Mu Qingge with complexity.

She brought too much shock and constantly refreshed their cognition.

At the very least, most of them, most of them, dare not get into the body.

"Good! Good!" The elder sighed and nodded, and asked another question: "Then what level of weapon can you refine now?"

As he said, he said to himself: "Without the guidance of the family, and without knowing the ancestral refining technique, it is hard to imagine that it can be refined..."

"Treasure."

"Uh! You...what did you say?" The elder too looked at Mu Qingge in shock.

The audience has fallen into a strange silence.

On the stage, besides Mu Qingge, the others were also Petrochemical on the spot.

Mu Qingge explained his purpose for the first time, "I have encountered a bottleneck now and cannot break through and refine a god-level weapon. I think the Sang family's weapon refining technique may help me break through this bottleneck."

Now that I have already said it, there is nothing to hide. Speaking out the purpose can also enable her to achieve her wish as soon as possible.

On the stage, there was a crack in the expressions of several people from Petrochemical.

In the audience, people who had laughed at Mu Qingge before had the urge to dig a hole and bury themselves.

They still have a smile?

They grew up in the family, used the safest way to awaken their blood, and began to learn refining art from a young age, but now, how many of them have entered the treasure-level refining master?

Many young people of the San nationality suddenly felt a burning pain in their cheeks.

Sang Xuezhi took a deep breath and sighed: "I now know why Grandpa told me not to offend him, but also to maintain a good relationship."

Sang Zhilan's face was pale, and all previous calculations were now vanished.

She deeply realized what it means to be in front of absolute strength, and any conspiracy will be wiped out.

"Elder Tai, Qing Ge is not only talented in refining tools, but also talented in cultivation. He is already a master of the third level of the silver realm. Not long ago, on the sun twilight grassland, he also competed with the winner's Ying Ze, the Ji family Ji Yaohua of Ji Yaohua had played against each other, and they all ended in victory." The third elder said suddenly.

This made the eyes of the elder Taishang brighter, and even more shocked the Sang family juniors.

Their Sang family had a Sang Xuewu, now they are going to have another peerless genius? A monster genius who can equal the top few on the Qingying list?

"God bless my Sang family! God bless my Sang family!" The elder Tai was very excited.

Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the three elders, with a smile. The three elders had to smile awkwardly and stopped talking.

"Child! You are the future of the Sang people!" The Supreme Elder said to Mu Qing.

The future of the San?

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows and said: "Elder Taishang, I think you made a mistake..."

"Elder Tai, I remember that no matter whether the bloodline is awakened or not, as long as it has not gone through the family awakening method, it can be awakened again, right?" King Sang Shun suddenly spoke and interrupted Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge knew that he was deliberate, but did not continue to speak.

However, she was somewhat interested in the reawakening of the bloodline mentioned in his mouth.

"Yes, not bad! You reminded me. If you can enter the clan to awaken your bloodline again, you will have a higher talent for refining and your bloodline will be more refined." The elder too was so excited that he had forgotten Mu Qingge. Finished words.

"In that case, this awakening matter..." King Sang Shun asked.

The elder Taishang immediately said: "Just three days later, this awakening will come by myself!"

"Elder Taishang, do you want to protect the law yourself?" King Sang Shun asked in surprise.

The elder Taishang nodded resolutely and sighed: "It has been so many years before our Sang family has such a baby. There must not be any mistakes. I will come personally."

King Sang Shun showed joy and said to Mu Qing: "Ge'er, why don't you hurry up and thank you Taishang Elder?"

Three days later, he still needs the care of the person in front of him, and he and he have nothing to do with each other, so Mu Qingge will naturally not show his face. She bowed her hand to the elder, "Thank you very much."

"You don't have to, you just need to learn the refining technique, and you're rewarding me." Taishang elder smiled.

"Qingge will definitely live up to expectations." Mu Qingge laughed. Learning the art of refining is what she aims to do, so how can she not bother to learn it?

After the test, nothing happened to her.

However, those disciples of the San ethnic group did not want to disperse and still stood in the audience.

Mu Qingge left everyone on the stage and walked off the stage. Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen immediately came to her.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

The two of them stood beside her, the excitement in their expressions still remained, and they were all happy for her.

Mu Qingge tapped his jaw to them.

After that, she raised her head and looked forward with clear eyes. Under her sight, everyone avoided and gave up the passage in front of her, exposing Sang Xuefeng's position.

Standing on the spot with a pale face, he looked at Mu Qingge with horror, his legs trembled, and the cold sweat had already wetted the clothes on his back.

With this appearance, the corners of Mu Qingge's mouth raised slightly, and his tone was disdainful and slowly said: "Trash."

Two words almost made Sang Xuefeng sit on the ground. Facing Mu Qingge, he didn't dare to refute, completely losing his backbone. Even he didn't even have the courage to look up at Mu Qingge.

This scene fell in the eyes of King Sang Shun and the Supreme Elder, shaking their heads with sighs.

The Sang family, because of this kind of failure to pick up the green and yellow, the talents are withered, and the decline will continue to accelerate.

Withdrawing his eyes faintly, Mu Qingge turned and left with Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen. Regarding such wastes as Sang Xuefeng, she is not even interested in giving lessons.