The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 53 Verifying the Bloodline

The flying magic weapon stopped on an inspection platform outside the holy palace, and the guard at the gate was a nine-foot-tall alchemy cultivator.

Seeing the car's splendor and splendor, the person who came here seemed to have a different identity and immediately got up to greet him. I thought seeing Zhong Li would lower his enthusiasm somewhat, but unexpectedly he smiled even more.

He flattered Zhongli and praised how good he was, which made Lin Feng get goosebumps.

"Young Master Zhong is back so soon? Is there any news about receiving the lantern?"

"I didn't find the guide light, but I did find a treasure. This golden chariot is what I got." Zhongli pointed at the car with heart. Its flying speed was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Got the heart to show off.

"It's not easy! But this car is very familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere!" The monk who was as tall as a giant tried his best to remember it. He seemed to have seen it somewhere in his impression, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Oh, by the way, this is brother Fang Xiansheng, from the Nanqian Tribe. He wants to work in the Holy Palace. Give him a pass token, and I'll take him to the elders for a blood test."

"The person recommended by Mr. Zhong naturally has nothing to say, so let's go get it."

Looking at a monk in the alchemy stage who flattered Lin Feng endlessly to the monk who built the foundation, he felt suspicious. It stands to reason that Master Zhong has passed away for a long time. Judging from his age, it is unlikely that he is his son. Possibly his grandchildren.

The biggest possibility is that one of the descendants of Divine Master Zhong has advanced to the Nascent Soul, and it is very likely to advance to the late stage, otherwise Zhongli is not worthy of everyone's flattery to him, and there is only one Nascent Soul in the Mulan Grassland In the later period, the Great Cultivator, but no one can guarantee that the Mulan people have no hidden strength.

After receiving the token from the alchemy cultivator, Lin Feng followed them and finally entered the holy palace.

Bypassing the high-walled porch, one can see a wide Baizhang Avenue, which is big enough to accommodate dozens of carriages running side by side. On both sides of the road are high and low stone buildings. There are stalls selling their own elixir and treasures, some are selling various formation talismans, and some are not stingy in preaching and teaching.

Compared with the Dajin and Tiannan countries, this place is more united and harmonious. It casually teaches strangers its own Taoism experience, unlike other people who regard these as treasures, and some even Personal disciples are not necessarily willing to teach.

No wonder this place has developed to such an astonishingly prosperous level. According to the practice environment here, there is absolutely no way that there is only one late stage monk here, hiding his strength is a certainty.

The tallest building is extremely huge, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, reminding Lin Feng of the Burj Khalifa in Dubai on earth, but this building is more than three times larger than it in terms of volume and height.

"How about it, Brother Fang, is this the first time you've seen it? The Holy Palace is a joint masterpiece of many of our immortal cultivators and millions of mortals. You have also been to Tiannan. How does it compare with those big cities there? Although the place is not big, But the degree of prosperity is definitely one of the best, and even Dajin is eclipsed." Zhongli stood on the street and watched the various tribes coexist harmoniously here, feeling a sense of pride spontaneously.

"This place is the most beautiful and prosperous city I have ever seen. I never imagined that I, Mulan Grassland, would be so united. Even when the four great masters were here, most of them fought on their own. Only when they invaded Tiannan Only then can we unite the front." Lin Feng was somewhat inconceivable how this sect master could do it.

The two chatted while walking, the Yan Xu still followed behind Lin Fengsheng without saying a word, and the other two had already returned to their residence.

Not long after, he turned into another small street, entered a small building with two guards at the door, and arrived at the place where the bloodline was verified.

Zhongli yelled for the elders to come out to receive him. Xiao Si, who was in the Qi refining period, saw that the unofficial Mu Lanzhong's family came and ran to call the person in charge in a panic.

"Oh, I wonder who is here? Why is Brother Zhong so busy looking for me today?" The man who came out was dressed in burlap and looked to be only 27 or [-] years old. It almost fell to the waist.

"This is my brother Fang, please help the elder to verify the bloodline." Zhongli spoke to this person a little more politely, and it seemed that the two had met each other very early and were already familiar with each other.

Lin Feng pretended to cut his finger with a sword qi, and squeezed out a small drop of blood in front of several people, Yan Xu stared at him intently, with his hands on his waist, ready to go .

The young man handed over a small plate. The moment Lin Feng covered his hand, he quietly replaced the blood hidden in his palm. No one noticed this small thing under his precise control.

After receiving it, the young man put the drop of blood into a stone plate in the house, took out a spirit stone and pressed it into the groove.

The four lying flat stone tablets around the stone plate stood up slowly, and emitted four rays of light to the drop of blood in the prepared bowl. The blood immediately melted and evaporated, and the stone tablet on the east turned into lavender. .

"That's right, brother Fang's blood is pure, and he has been from Mulan for generations!" The young man said with a smile, according to the rules, anyone can become a member of the Holy Palace within three generations, let alone his pure blood.

Zhongli nodded in satisfaction, patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said: "Okay, pure blood! Brother Fang, I have made a friend. It stands to reason that the most important task now is to find the guide light. Due to the instability of the space-time crack , I don’t know where they were thrown to the Mulan Grassland, Brother Lin can lead the team alone!”

Yan Xu stretched out his hand to block the two of them, looked at Lin Feng kindly and said, "You are from the Nanqian tribe, why does the stone plate show that your blood is from the Dongli tribe?"

Lin Feng didn't expect that this stone plate could not only distinguish whether it was Mulan people, but also distinguish the tribe to which the blood belonged. He was a little flustered, but he still said calmly without blushing: "Brother Yan, my ancestors are all Ordinary people are indeed from the Dongli Department. Later, in order to do some fur business with Tiannan, they moved to Nanqian for convenience. It has been several generations, but they still marry Dongli women in their families. People who are hardworking and hardworking are not like Nanqianbu who got close to Tiannan and learned the habit of Tiannan women who are lazy and want to be served by others, so the blood of their descendants are all Dongli people!"

Listening to his impeccable answer, Yan Xu didn't know how to refute it, but still felt that this person was not a good person, and the newly-cloaked detention center hadn't dispelled his suspicions.

"Brother Yan! That's why you are not. The four major tribes are already a family. It doesn't matter which tribe he is, as long as he is from my Mulan people, and Brother Fang's blood is so pure, he is absolutely trustworthy. Let me see which tribe he is The function could have been cancelled, to avoid the need for people to form cliques and form small forces!" Zhongli said a little angrily, and his tone became a little bit more serious.

(End of this chapter)