In Xiang Wendao's tent, Xue Hongye stood beside Xiang Wendao, telling Xiang Wendao about the conversation with Ji Shaoyu.
"Oh? Did you ask him, what kind of ancient god's bloodline is it?" Xiang Wendao had never thought about the possibility that Ji Shaoyu had received the inheritance from the ancient strongman in the wilderness and awakened the ancient god's bloodline. When he saw Ji Shaoyu's scarlet and strange eyes, Xiang Wendao thought of it. In just one month, from a person who cannot cultivate to a cultivator in the middle stage of refining energy and becoming a god, this increase in cultivation is too incredible.
"Disciple didn't ask. After all, this is the privacy of Junior Brother Shaoyu." Xue Hongye behaved very well, without any overstep.
"Those eyes!" Xiang Wendao thought of Ji Shaoyu's scarlet eyes, "It should be the blood of the ancient gods that mutated in the body."
Very similar to the blood inheritance limit, the ancient god's bloodline is also divided into two types: attribute fusion and body mutation.
"Is it the same bloodline as the sect leader's ancient god?" Xue Hongye asked.
"Well, it should be the same as the Ancient God's bloodline of the Lord of Lingbo City. It's a kind of pupil technique."
Ji Shaoyu also knew this in his memory that the ancient god bloodline of Meng Jue, the leader of the Holy Ji Sect, and Meng Yin were corpse bone veins. As for the city lord of Lingbo City who was stabbed by Xiang Wen, his ancient god bloodline was White Eyes, a kind of pupil technique. Ji Shaoyu also speculated whether this world has some connection with the world of Naruto, there are so many similarities.
"Is Junior Brother Shaoyu's Ancient God bloodline very strong?" Xue Hongye thought for a while and couldn't help but ask.
Xiang Wendao glanced at his disciple and knew that Ji Shaoyu's changes had put a lot of pressure on him, and he began to lose some of his composure. In fact, Xue Hongye was worried that Ji Shaoyu's ability would cause his plan to fail. After all, Xue Hongye didn't know anything about Ji Shaoyu's ancient god bloodline.
"It is true that the ancient god's bloodline that mutates the body is more powerful than the ordinary attribute fusion, but this is not absolute. It's just that the changes in his cultivation level in just one month are a bit shocking. After I go back, I will check the records in the classics , let’s see what kind of ancient god’s bloodline it is. Even if he fails to kill the black dragon this time, our Holy Ji Sect has benefited a lot from this trip to the wilderness.”
Although the Wilderness Realm is opened once every three years, for more than two hundred years, there are less than twenty people who have received the inheritance from the ancient strong men and awakened the blood of the ancient gods in the Wilderness Realm, which shows how slim the probability is.
Xiang Wendao deliberately created some pressure on Xue Hongye, but Xue Hongye heard that he was even more jealous of Ji Shaoyu, but on the surface he still looked humble and said respectfully, "Yes!"
"The relationship between you and him seemed to be good before. We should continue to maintain it in the future. Your generation has the best qualifications in decades. As long as you can work together, it will no longer be an empty talk for our Holy Sect to regain its former glory." Xiang Wendao didn't know Lu Yaohua's plan and Xue Hongye's thoughts yet, but he had already pinned his greatest expectations in his life on them.
"Disciple will definitely live up to Master's high expectations." Xue Hongye bowed his hands and said with a serious look.
"Haha! That's great..." Xiang Wendao stroked his beard and smiled happily.
"Disciple, I will not disturb Master's rest. Please leave first." Xue Hongye also smiled and leaned over to hold his hands.
"Well, let's go down."
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In Lu Yaohua's tent, Mo Lanlin was sitting on her knees, her hands weakly supporting the ground, as if she had lost her soul, her tears had dried up, and her lifeless eyes were looking up at the master who loved her most in the past. Her lips parted lightly and she said, "As long as Master does not vent his anger on him, Lan Lin is willing to obey Master's arrangements."
With these words, Mo Lanlin seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her heart was filled with despair. She just murmured to Ji Shaoyu, "I'm sorry", "I'm sorry"...
Seeing Mo Lanlin like this, Lu Yaohua felt very distressed and even thought about whether she had done something wrong? But it only took a moment to confirm my thoughts. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and you cannot let your disciples make the same mistakes as you did.
"Lan Lin, don't blame Master. Master is also doing it for your own good. Isn't this what you hoped for at the beginning? You will understand Master's painstaking efforts in the future." Seeing that Mo Lanlin no longer resisted, Lu Yaohua leaned over and caressed her gently. Mo Lanlin's black silk hair was like a waterfall, and she said softly.
Mo Lanlin didn't say a word, she just knelt there in a daze. Lu Yaohua looked at her and shouted to the disciple guarding outside the door, "Come here!"
The guards outside the door are two female disciples of Hehuan Dao, who are skilled in refining qi and transforming into gods. When she came in and saw Mo Lanlin like this, she just thought that Mo Lanlin had been taught a lesson by the sect master. Although she was gloating in her heart, she didn't dare to show it at all. It is said that women are jealous, which is a bit biased, but most of the female disciples of Hehuan Dao are like this. Not only was Mo Lanlin much prettier than them all, but even the sect leader loved her very much. Although he had a higher level of cultivation than her before, he never dared to be disrespectful to her, even though Mo Lanlin had never bullied them in the slightest. .
Everyone in the camp already knew about the scene in the open space, and it was spreading to the nearby disciples of the three sects at an extremely fast speed.
The tents of the elders of the three sects are naturally different from the tents of ordinary disciples, and have unique sound insulation effects. As long as the people in the tent don't want people outside to hear, even if there is a fight inside, there will be no sound outside the door.
"You two, freshen up Lan Lin, put on red clothes, and dress her up beautifully for me. Then stay guard outside the door. Tonight is Lan Lin's first night. There is no order from me. "No one is allowed to come in or out, do you understand?" Lu Yaohua ordered the two disciples.
The two of them looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Could it be that the sect master had agreed to Mo Lanlin being with that Holy Saint Sect disciple
"Yes, disciple understands!" But he didn't dare to be slow, he quickly bowed his knees and saluted, and responded in unison.
Although the guess was wrong, it was not far off. The person who was lucky enough to pick Mo Lanlin, the delicate flower of Hehuan Dao, tonight was a disciple of Shengji Sect. It was true, but it was not Ji Shaoyu they thought, but Xue Hongye who they did not expect.
After Lu Yaohua left, one of the female disciples said to Mo Lanlin, "Junior sister, please!"
The other person went to boil water and prepare it.
Like a puppet with its strings cut off, Mo Lanlin stood up and walked behind the screen. The two female disciples who were watching were very surprised. Didn't they already get what they wanted? Why do you still look so lost? Isn't she willing