Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 26 Ancestral blood baptism!

"Am I reading it wrong...Could it be that father is still alive!!"

Xiao Yun fixed his gaze, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stared blankly at Ming Jian, concentrated his attention, for fear of missing hope.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Xiao Yun stared at it without blinking, and finally saw that extremely faint red light again!
The interval between the two is very long, as if experiencing a long breath...

"Father is still there, still..."

Xiao Yun wept with joy, as if going crazy!
The life slip on the stone platform only records the ancestor's bloodline, not his mother's fate slip.

But this also raised hope in Xiao Yun's heart, as long as he found his grandfather Xiao Zhan, he would have a chance to find out the truth about his parents' disappearance!

"Huh? This is..."

Xiao Yun noticed that his life slip was not inserted into the stone urn, and something seemed to be moving inside the stone urn.

He took down the stone urn, pondered for a while, and looked intently, and saw that there was blood in it, which was dark red.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yun made up his mind, took his own life slip, and inserted it into the stone urn. When the life slip touched the blood in the stone urn, he trembled suddenly!

The altar stone urn buzzed, and immediately there was a huge force, as if sucking and pulling, and the shocking breath was released!

This moved Xiao Yun, he gritted his teeth, and firmly held Mingjian with his left hand to prevent it from being drawn into it, as if facing a bottomless vortex.

"Buzz!"

The stone urn trembled violently, and even Xiao Yun's mind seemed to be drowned in it!

"This breath..."

Xiao Yun opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt the aura overflowing from it, the dark red blood in the altar had the same origin as himself!

This is ancestral blood!

At this moment, the blood in the stone urn was soaked in Xiao Yun's fate slip, and Xiao Yun's hand was tightly holding the fate slip, the three were connected, and such interaction seemed to form a certain condition in an instant.

If it was sensed by that altar of ancestral blood, the energy in it rushed to the life slip in an instant, dyeing it even more scarlet and dazzling, and the violent breath swept away instantly, making Xiao Yun's black hair dance, as if he was in a battle. In the energy storm.

"what!!"

Xiao Yun closed his eyes and let out a long cry, feeling the energy of the ancestral blood on the fate slip, pouring frantically along the hole bitten in his palm earlier!

At this moment, Xiao Yun would be an idiot if he didn't understand, he had unintentionally started the inheritance of the ancestral blood! !
"The ancestor is just a mortal, why is the power of his blood so overbearing?!"

Xiao Yun thought to himself, at this moment he could feel the changes in his body.

The energy in the ancestral blood, using the Mingjian as a medium, was frantically introduced into his body, regardless of whether it could absorb so much, it was squeezed hard, filling the viscera and meridians everywhere.

This process was extremely painful, Xiao Yun's face turned pale and flushed for a while, his flesh and blood were filled with violent power, and he couldn't stop pulsating, wandering through the meridians and dantian.

It lasted for half an hour before Xiao Yun felt a little relieved. He gritted his teeth and immediately sat cross-legged to meditate, quickly refining the energy in this body!

At the same time, he was revolving the ancient scriptures, pinched out seal formulas in his hands, and continuously shot out strange lights, sometimes pointing to the acupuncture points, and sometimes turning his palms to perform exercises.

About two hours passed, and it was already dark on the martial arts arena.

Candles were lit all around, most of the people had already left, and those who stayed were all curious, wanting to see what would happen, because the Patriarch hadn't left yet.

Without the jade slips, Xiao Anming couldn't find another way to get to the top of the Wuhun Pagoda.

He has tried it before, and the restriction on that side is extremely strong, and ordinary people of the eighth level of martial arteries may not be able to shake it in the slightest!

"The kid shouldn't be dead, right? There is no movement at all?"

Xiao Anming frowned and thought to himself, his mood was extremely restless, he seemed to have a premonition that bad news was about to happen, and he didn't know what it was, which made him very anxious.

He and the Great Elder had been standing for an entire afternoon, which seemed unbelievable to others, but at the same time everyone knew that something big was going to happen to the Xiao family!
"Huh? Someone appeared there, could it be the second young master!"

Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes saw a tall and straight figure slowly appearing at the entrance of the Wuhun Tower under the dark night.

"Second Young Master has to retreat for more than ten days each time, it shouldn't be so fast, right?"

"Could it be that Xiao Yun couldn't do it!"

……

Xiao Anming stopped the movement of twirling his beard, his eyes flashed, and he stared away suddenly. He saw the young man walking slowly under the light of the fire, it was Xiao Yun!

"Xiao Yun!! It's him!"

The Great Elder stared and immediately exclaimed.

In the afternoon, the space on the eighth floor of the Wuhun Pagoda changed suddenly, and Xiao Yun came out of the pagoda at this time. There must be a connection!

"Where are Yulong and the others?"

Xiao Anming stared at Xiao Yun, his face turned frosty, with a gloomy feeling.

"They're still upstairs!"

Walking calmly, Xiao Yun spoke lightly, telling the truth, looking straight at the two of them, without any sign of shrinking back.

At this moment, Xiao Yun experienced the baptism of ancestral blood, and all the injuries on his body have recovered. Even his clothes have been washed away by the energy, and there is no trace of blood stains.

"Hmph... did you enter the eighth floor this afternoon?"

Xiao Anming sneered and continued to ask.

There are his two children in the Wuhun Pagoda, among them Xiao Yuting's talent is even more frightening, if there is a real battle, Xiao Yun will never be their opponent.

Thinking of it this way, Xiao Anming felt a little relieved, but he still needed to go upstairs to investigate before he could completely feel at ease.

"Say! What did you get on the top floor of the Wuhun Pagoda?!"

The Great Elder walked over slowly, gritted his teeth and said, those eyes were like beasts, secretly emitting a fierceness and viciousness, Xiao Ning was seriously injured, he must ask for an explanation.

Seeing the two questioning like this, Xiao Yun felt it was funny, and said: "I don't need to tell you."

"No need? Heh, this is my Xiao family! Everything here belongs to the Xiao family. If you want to take it away secretly, hum! Don't blame us for being rude..."

The Great Elder's eyes were dark and he became angry immediately.

"The Xiao family? Then, as the direct descendant of the ancestor, I can't break the law if I take away the belongings of the Xiao family!"

Xiao Yun fixed his eyes and spoke slowly.

"It's true that you are from the Xiao family, but you are a useless person! What qualifications do people with trash martial souls have to take away the treasures of the martial soul tower?!"

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and said again.

"Okay, don't talk about it!" Xiao Anming frowned, then looked at Xiao Yun, and ordered: "Hand over the jade slip of the Wuhun Pagoda!"

Right now Xiao Anming doesn't have time to ask these questions, anyway Xiao Yun can't escape from his palm, he can wait a little longer to press the question on the eighth floor, first he has to confirm the safety of the two children in the tower.

"Hey, the jade slip seems to have been forgotten on the third floor."

Xiao Yun seemed surprised, touched his body, shrugged and said.

"what?!"

Xiao Anming was furious, his face extremely ferocious.

Jade slips are required to pass through the restriction of Wuhun Pagoda, but the jade slips are not needed when going down the stairs, it is a one-way blockade.

"Patriarch, this..."

The Great Elder's complexion changed, and he secretly thought that maybe he didn't need to do it himself, and the Patriarch would teach this kid a bad lesson.

Without the jade slip, the only way to go downstairs is to wait for the two people in the tower to leave the customs.

Right now, Xiao Anming seemed to be trembling faintly, the anger in his chest was almost uncontrollable, and he looked at Xiao Yun, full of killing intent!
(End of this chapter)