Nine Star Hegemony Technique

Chapter 562 Inheritance of Ancestral Statues
Mo Nian couldn't believe his eyes when nine Nine-Revolution Dao Heart Pills with six Chaser patterns appeared in the alchemy furnace in front of him.

Long Chen refined two furnaces of pills in total, because the Mo family had a total of ten quotas, and Long Chen refined eighteen nine-rank Dao Xin pills, which were enough.

After practicing the alchemy, both of them began to hold their breath and adjust their state to the best. Three days later, someone came to inform the two of them to go to the place of inheritance.

What Long Chen didn't expect was that the inheritance place of the Mo family was just below the Mo door, and it went deep underground through a winding tunnel.

Every time he descended a part, Long Chen could feel an extremely ancient aura, constantly permeating the air.

Counting Long Chen this time, a total of ten young disciples went underground together, and the person who led the way was Mo Nian's father, Mo Yunshan. It can be seen that this inheritance is very important.

To Long Chen's horror, the crowd walked straight down for three hours before a huge stone gate appeared in front of them.

The stone gate was hundreds of feet high, and it was covered with ancient runes. The desolate atmosphere rushed over, and the two felt very depressed.

Right above the stone gate, there is a piece of jade that is as smooth as a mirror, and above the jade is a translucent white brilliance.

Mo Yunshan walked up to the jade, and put a hand on the center of his eyebrows. What surprised Long Chen was that the center of Mo Yunshan's eyebrows split open, and blood slowly overflowed, forcing out the essence of his eyebrows. Blood.

On Mo Yunshan's finger, the blood between the eyebrows was absorbed, and a finger was tapped on the jade, and the blood dripped on the jade, slowly forming a strange pattern, which seemed to be a kind of rune.

"Kakakakaka..."

The stone gate opened slowly, and at the same time, a heavy breath came towards them. Long Chen suddenly felt a terrifying coercion, rushing towards them like a tsunami.

At this moment, Long Chen felt like a big mountain was falling, his body sank suddenly, and the space around him seemed to freeze.

"Puff puff……"

Except for Long Chen and Mo Nian, everyone else spurted out a mouthful of blood, and they were actually injured in the face of that terrifying coercion.

Long Chen hurriedly looked forward, only to see a spacious hall in front of him, with a radius of a thousand feet and a height of a hundred feet.

On the wall directly in front, there are ten huge portraits, the height is almost the same as the height of the hall, exuding endless coercion.

"Go in, I will close the gate. The coercion of the ancestors inside will be of great help to your practice, so don't waste it." After Mo Yunshan drove everyone in, the stone gate slowly closed.

"boom"

When the stone door was closed, a terrifying coercion rose slowly in the entire hall.

It's like a cistern, which is constantly storing water. As the water volume increases, the pressure increases.

"This is the coercion of the blood of the ancestors. You don't need to resist, you just need to use the coercion to purify your own blood power," Mo Nian said in a deep voice.

Obviously, these people had been taken care of before they came in, and they all sat cross-legged on the ground, allowing the coercion to wash them away.

Long Chen knew that this was the legacy of his ancestors, that the ancestors of the Mohist family preserved their blood energy to help future generations baptize.

Long Chen only found out today what is the foundation. The Mo family was originally an ancient family, but in the end they withdrew from the ancient family alliance, but the foundation is still there.

Among other things, these ten statues alone can be of great use to future generations, and these statues are extremely ancient, and they have been passed down for many years.

However, the ancestors of the Mohist family were able to pass on the pressure of blood to the present. I don't know how powerful those strong men are.

Thinking of this, Long Chen suddenly felt that he was so small. The strong man in the spirit world, the skeletons of the barbarians in the secret realm of Jiuli, and the statues in front of him, Long Chen realized that he still had a long way to go. There is no end in sight.

Compared to Mo Nian and others, Long Chen seemed to be doing nothing, because he was not a Mohist disciple, and his blood was not connected with the Mohism, and even Long Chen didn't know what his blood was.

The spiritual blood was stolen, and the power of the blood in Long Chen's body was also stolen. Now there is no blood rune in Long Chen's blood, and the power of the blood cannot be activated.

But fortunately there is the Nine Star Tyrant Body Art, when running the Nine Star Tyrant Body Art, Long Chen will not be suppressed by any blood, so he will not suffer a disadvantage.

Otherwise, there will be suppression of blood and suppression of heaven, and Long Chen will really be aggrieved to death. It can be said that the nine-star hegemony body art is his strongest method.

After more than an hour, Mo Nian slowly opened his eyes, his breath rose slowly, and a strange rune appeared between his eyebrows, exactly the same as the one on the stone gate outside.

When the rune appeared, Mo Nian's body began to emit a slight roar, and a powerful blood pressure slowly spread.

But just after it diffused, Mo Nian took it back, and the runes slowly disappeared, with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, the blood pressure has been activated," Long Chen said with a smile.

Mo Nian smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's not an activation, but an unseal. The blood power of our Mohist disciples has been sealed. This time it's unsealed."

"Seal?" Long Chen asked.

"That's right, it's the seal. We sealed it ourselves. There are two reasons for this. One is that the blood of our Mo family is no longer pure. After sealing it and unsealing it, the loss of blood power can be kept very small. The power of the bloodline can be passed on for several generations, so that the rank will not decline.

Another reason is that our Mohism is developing in a low-key manner, and our enemies are watching us, and we are waiting for an opportunity to rise.

Even if we activate the blood pressure, we will cover it up and not easily expose it to confuse those opponents. "Mo Nian said.

"Wouldn't it be counterproductive for you to do this, let the opponent see you as prey and devour you directly?" Long Chen shook his head.

"Hey, do you think those jumping beam clowns are our enemies? They are far behind, well, let's not talk about this, everyone is almost the same, go and see the statue"

When Mo Nian said this, he stopped talking, and led everyone slowly to the huge statue.

As the distance got closer, Long Chen realized that those statues were not stone carvings, but wood carvings.

The wood is as hard as iron, and there are countless lines all over its body. Those natural lines are like a strange formation, locking some kind of strange power into the statue.

"This is the inheritance statue. According to my father, there used to be many statues, but now there are only ten left.

Among these wood carvings is my ancestor Da Neng. Before he died, he injected his innate Dao seed into the statue and left it to future generations.

Each of them is a great big shot, all of them are amazingly talented skywalkers, but they have been passed down in our Momen for so long, and as descendants, they can't even get the treasures left by their ancestors. Think about it It's really frustrating." Looking at the statue, Mo Nian couldn't help saying with emotion.

The disciples of the Mo Sect also looked ashamed. They couldn't take the treasures left to them by their ancestors, which really made people feel ashamed.

"Young sect master, you can do it," said a Mohist disciple, they were full of confidence in Mo Nian.

"Don't be idle, you all work hard. This kind of thing doesn't necessarily depend on talent and strength, but also requires a certain opportunity. Let's all go all out." Mo Nian looked at everyone and said.

Everyone hurriedly chose their own statues. In fact, everyone was extremely disturbed, a little excited, and a little uneasy.

"buzz"

A disciple put his big hand on the foot of the statue, the statue suddenly lit up, and a huge force gushed out, the disciple immediately sprayed blood and flew backwards.

And the statue that the person touched regained its calmness, the light on the statue disappeared, and its calmness returned.

"Alas!" Mo Nian couldn't help sighing. This failure means that this statue cannot be opened again in the next ten years, because the statue will enter a closed state and lock the innate Dao seeds inside. It will take ten years to start.

That disciple got up from the ground, with a look of shame on his face: "Young sect master, I..."

"Don't be discouraged. You have tried your best. Don't force yourself. As I said, sometimes it depends not only on your strength, but also on your chances. Do your best," Mo Nian said.

"Boom bang..."

There were several explosions in a row, and under the vibration of the statue, those disciples were all blown away by a terrifying force, without exception.

This made Mo Nian's face a bit ugly. Mo Yunshan said that their group was the strongest and best qualified group in the past hundred years, and the result made people feel cold.

"boom!"

There was another explosion, and a disciple spurted out blood, and he passed out directly. Because he refused to give up and resisted with all his strength, he was seriously injured by the shock.

The ten people who came in now, except for Long Chen and Mo Nian, all of them have failed. This failure rate is too terrifying.

Now the two are the last hope, and Long Chen is not a member of the Mo family, Mo Nian suddenly felt great pressure.

"The seed of heaven in the statue, the moment it touches the statue, is like a river bursting its embankment. When it enters the body, it will cause a terrifying shock. They can't bear the shock, so they all failed.

But according to your strength, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be difficult, you don't need to worry so much," Long Chen said lightly.

"Can you sense that power?" Mo Nian was overjoyed, many people were bounced away by that power, but they couldn't tell exactly what it was, but Long Chen seemed to know something.

Isn't this nonsense, that thing has the will of heaven, can I not sense it, the most disgusting thing is this thing.

"Go, relax, it's not a problem for you, just spit some saliva at worst," Long Chen said with a smile.

"Are you kidding, those statues are the energy of my ancestors, I dare not spit, but no matter what, I have to try it."

Mo Nian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and pressed his big hand on the huge sole of the statue.

"puff"

To everyone's horror, Mo Nian spat out a mouthful of blood!

(End of this chapter)