Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 498 Appearance
"Seven branches are more than enough, but eight branches are not full, which is a pity."

Gu Qingyang couldn't help but sigh when he saw the changes caused by the medicinal spirit at this moment.

"Even if you are only a seventh-grade bloodline, it is only a matter of time before you become an eighth-grade bloodline in the future."

The ancient demon didn't think there was anything to regret about this. Although the concentration of blood could be increased through self-cultivation, the extent to which it could actually be achieved was not as natural as ordinary people thought.

In the final analysis, bloodline is something that is already destined at birth, and the improvement brought about by self-cultivation can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.

For a bloodline like Yaoling, it would be very good to finalize an eighth-grade bloodline in the future.

With the announcement of Yao Wangui's return, the audience was filled with excitement and excitement. The long-renowned goddess of the Yao Clan was naturally worthy of such a powerful bloodline.

It's just that such a powerful bloodline is the glory of the medicine spirit, but it also makes many young people of the medicine tribe who have not been able to participate in the adult ceremony suddenly stop the idea of ​​continuing to pursue it. After all, among the ancient tribes, although the power of bloodline is still It’s not everything, but it’s enough to influence the direction of one’s future life. People with stronger bloodline often mean they can go further, there is no doubt about this.

On the other hand, the bloodline displayed by Yao Ling now discourages those tribesmen who have not been able to participate in this adult ceremony, but it also makes those young talents who are qualified to stand at the top of the younger generation of the Yao Clan look towards Yao Ling. It's getting hotter and hotter.

After all, there are women everywhere, but the most powerful and outstanding women are undoubtedly the most popular ones wherever they are.

Even if Yao Ling is of such an indifferent nature, when he hears Yao Wangui's announcement, a smile can't help but appear on his pretty face that is as indifferent and cold as a flower on a cold mountain. The people of the Yao clan care about their bloodline very much. This is the same for any ancient race. As Yao Wangui finished speaking, a golden elixir pattern that was more golden than Yao Xingji was engraved on Yao Ling's smooth forehead.

Sooner or later, the bloodline of the Yao Clan at the peak of the seventh level can transform into the eighth level, which is already the best gift for the medicine spirit.

After Yao Ling's bloodline awakening ceremony ended, Yao Wangui glanced at the list, and then said loudly: "The next one is Yaotian!"

As Yao Wangui's words fell, before Yaotian officially appeared, the people of the Yao clan outside the square couldn't help but burst into excitement. As the well-deserved leader and strongest person of this generation of the Yao clan, Yaotian was in the Yao clan. Naturally, they have extraordinary popularity among the younger generation, not to mention that Yaotian and Yaoling are brothers and sisters from the same mother, so it has become a good story.

Accompanied by the sound of waving robes, Yaotian passed through the crowd and passed by Yaoling.

Yaotian was not surprised at all by his sister's achievements, and Yaoling was naturally full of confidence in his brother.

The young talents of the eight ancient tribes could not help but narrow their eyes slightly. If Yao Ling was familiar to them, then Yao Tian was like thunder.

To what extent can the leaders of this generation of Medicine Clan reach? This is indeed something they need to be concerned about. After all, the future of the eight tribes lies with them, and their potential will also determine to a large extent. The strength and weakness of a generation of leaders of eight ethnic groups.

Yaotian didn't squint, and finally stood slowly in front of the clan monument. Facing the brand-new water bowl and jade needle in front of him, he slowly raised his hand, and a drop of mostly golden liquid fell into the water bowl.

In the blink of an eye, the sacred tree in the water bowl took out branches, the first branch, the second branch, the third branch, the fourth branch, and the fifth branch.

By the time the fifth branch appeared, the sacred tree was already as thick as a thigh, but its momentum was still unabated. This momentum alone had far surpassed Yaoxingji and Yaoling.

After the sixth branch, the speed of the sacred tree pulling out its branches obviously slowed down, but the sacred tree was still growing wildly. In the blink of an eye, the height of the tree crown had exceeded the height of the virtual image of the sacred tree that had been revealed by the medicine spirit showing its bloodline just now.

Then came the seventh branch. The virtual image of the sacred tree continued to rise, but the speed became slower and slower. Countless people from the Medicine Clan couldn't help but hold their breath, while Lei Xiao and Gu Qingyang had vaguely anticipated the final result.

The eighth branch was successfully pulled out from the main trunk of the sacred tree and placed at the top of the tree crown, but the speed was getting slower and slower.

Ninth branch, is there hope?

The hearts of the elders of the Medicine Clan are extremely hot. If a ninth-grade bloodline member can be born again in their Medicine Clan, it will ensure that the Medicine Clan will continue to prosper for thousands of years.

Even Yaotian's heart gradually became nervous and urgent. Of course he could feel the urgent expectations from his clansmen and elders. He naturally wanted to prove himself. His eyes filled with blazing fire reflected the growing momentum. The virtual image of the sacred tree gradually slows down, hoping for a miracle to happen.

However, when the eighth branch reached its limit, the virtual image of the sacred tree growing out of the water bowl completely stopped growing.

The answer has already appeared in everyone's mind.

The peak of the eighth-grade bloodline is only one step away from the ninth-grade, but just this one step away is a world of difference.

It was obviously far better than his younger sister Yao Ling's performance, but for some reason, the atmosphere in front of the clan monument was filled with a helpless desolation.

A bloodline that has stopped at the peak of the eighth grade, no matter which ancient race it is placed in, will definitely be cultivated with great importance, but everyone knows very well that whether it is the Yao Clan or Yaotian himself, this expectation has been exceeded. reached the limit of this bloodline.

"What a pity." Gu Qingyang shook his head. Although the eighth-grade peak bloodline is equally extraordinary, it is only one step away from the ninth-grade. But it is this step that makes a world of difference. It must be for me. It's extremely uncomfortable to say.

"It's a pity indeed."

Lei Xiao lamented that no amount of effort, inheritance, and resources could make up for this short step.

What's more, even if they are the same eight ancient tribes and have the same bloodline, it does not mean that they will eventually reach the same realm.

For example, if a ninth-grade bloodline holder appears in both the Ancient Clan and the Yao Clan, and his talents and efforts are the same, then the ninth-grade bloodline holder from the Ancient Clan will definitely outlast the ninth-grade bloodline holder from the Yao Clan. Some are stronger.

This is the difference in foundation and inheritance. Although the Yao Clan does not lack resources, it is destined to be unable to create a true peak powerhouse with resources alone.

"With the eighth-grade peak bloodline, this step is already an insurmountable chasm."

Lei Xiao let out a sigh of relief. He was only an eighth-grade bloodline, but if he really wanted to fight, he wouldn't necessarily be weaker than Yaotian.

However, the eighth-grade peak bloodline is not considered weak, and because of this, at least there is no need to worry that the bloodline of the ethnic group will not deteriorate within two generations.

I just want to go further, but I'm afraid it's impossible.

With everyone sighing in their hearts, a Yao Clan pattern that had basically faded away from the green color and transformed into a dark and restrained purple-gold color was engraved on Yaotian's eyebrows. At this point, everything was a foregone conclusion.

The complexity on Yaotian's face gradually faded away, and he regained his composure.

The eighth-grade peak bloodline is not bad in any way, but why he is still worried about the ninth-grade... Yaotian finally exhaled a breath of turbidity. The reasons are too many and too complicated, but since it has become a foregone conclusion, naturally it is There is nothing more to say.

The coming-of-age ceremony is over, and the news that Yao Tian, ​​the most well-known new genius of the Yao Clan, has awakened the eighth-grade peak bloodline will soon spread throughout the eight clans.

However, no one was seen losing hope after the climax of the coming-of-age ceremony and began to become careless. Instead, they actively looked forward to the next candidate who would step on the stage to perform the coming-of-age ceremony.

Because everyone present knew very well that Yaotian was not the climax of this coming-of-age ceremony, but just the finale.

The real big axis has not yet appeared.

"Next, Yaowan!"

Yao Wangui had already memorized the list in his mind. After Yaotian, he finally revealed what everyone was silently waiting for, the appearance of the real protagonist.

Yaotian, who was just about to return to his position, couldn't help but be startled when he saw a plain-colored figure walking slowly on the broad avenue facing the family monument, and the sound of footsteps on the stone slabs of the square. The sound echoed in everyone's heart, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on her. There was no need to make any noise or look around, just by walking slowly, she had already captured everyone's attention.

If the eldest lady of the Ancient Clan gave people the impression of a gentle, elegant, and generous lady, then the eldest lady of the Medicine Clan was like the moon, cold, indifferent, visible but intangible.

Yaotian looked at the beauty who was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help but feel slightly in a trance.

He wanted to say a few words of comfort to her, but before he could show the slightest reaction, Yao Wan passed him by.

Yaotian was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but think in his heart, if it was Yaowan, it would definitely be of ninth grade blood.

Then if the power of his bloodline can reach the ninth level, how much can he attract her attention?
But this kind of wishful thinking was quickly rejected by Yaotian himself. Just thinking about it, he knew it was impossible.

In front of the eight tribes stage, Huo Xuan and Huo Zhi were slightly focused. Lei Yun subconsciously chewed the grass blades in his mouth. The ancient demon slowly opened his eyes, while Lei Xiao could no longer maintain his previous calmness. He could only maintain his calmness from beginning to end. Gu Qingyang's expression did not change as he watched carefully.

Gu Qingyang looked at the beautiful figure of Yaowan standing in front of the family monument, and couldn't help but murmured to himself: "Finally it's time for the main event."

"Finally it's the lady's turn to appear."

Qing Lin's pretty face was full of excitement. Although the young lady had never cared about the coming-of-age ceremony of the Yao Clan, Qing Lin, who had lived in the Yao Clan for so many years, was extremely looking forward to the majestic and amazing appearance of the young lady after she took the stage. Performance.

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