As a self-cultivator, I actually have eggs? !

"Go to the passage on the other side." The middle-aged monk waved his hands happily to signal the juniors to go away. He didn't care about the puzzled eyes of the juniors. He walked around the empty hall, Muttering to himself, his brows and eyes were full of excitement.

Jiang Yuanjing was the first to lose his composure. He waited for a while, and seeing that his father had no intention of explaining their doubts, he couldn't help but ask, "Father, is this the place?" His quiet voice echoed in the hall There was an echo, which startled him himself.

Hearing his son's question, the middle-aged monk nodded, waved his hand, and said excitedly: "You all go away, I'm going to attack."

As he said that, he drove a group of juniors into the secret passage beside him, and walked along a certain trajectory by himself. Jiang Yingjin's eyes darkened, and he could see that it was a trajectory that followed a certain formation rule.

After the middle-aged monk walked for about a stick of incense, the empty hall gradually changed. The rock walls around the hall shone with a faint light, illuminating the hall like a dream.

The few people present had no time to sigh, suddenly there was a slight vibration under their feet, and when they looked closely again, many silver and complicated lines lit up on the pitch-black floor of the hall, Jiang Yingjin dabbled in both alchemy and formation , probably recognized that it was a formation, the lines were full of dizzying beauty, he couldn't understand this formation at all, he couldn't even recognize the basic formation rules, this is an ancient formation.

But in this kind of place, this formation is probably the guardian formation of the Jiang family's treasure. Jiang Yingjin's heart sank after guessing something. Apart from forcibly dismantling this ancient formation used as a protection formation, Generally, there is a specific way to break the formation, but looking at the lines, could it be that breaking the formation requires a blood sacrifice?

The more Jiang Yingjin thought about it, the more frightened he became, but when the middle-aged monk at the other end watched the formation reveal Lushan's true face little by little with his movements, his face became more and more excited. In the end, when the formation was completely After unraveling its mysterious veil, he couldn't help trembling slightly, and uttered three good words in succession: "Good, good, good! Good time!"

As the middle-aged monk stretched out his hand, Jiang Donggao flew out uncontrollably and fell into his hands.Jiang Yingjin was on alert all the time, but she didn't have time to react. She could only watch her younger brother being carried by a middle-aged monk like a chicken, and the young boy who hadn't grown up struggled in his hands in shock and anger.

Jiang Yingjin was about to rush forward, but was crushed by the coercion released by the middle-aged monk and half-kneeled on the ground, unable to stand up no matter how hard she struggled.Jiang Yingjin's eyes were almost cracked, and he roared hoarsely with a red face and a thick neck: "Uncle Wu, you! Are you trying to destroy the last blood of the Jiang family?!"

Facing Jiang Yingjin's angry reprimand, the middle-aged monk just smiled, and wrote lightly: "How could it be? The family has encountered a catastrophe today, and we must get the family inheritance to make a comeback. It's just that this formation requires the blood sacrifice of the Jiang family to open it. Now we have to ask the teacher My nephew made a sacrifice for the family."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at Jiang Yingjin, and pointed like a knife, slashing at the wrists of Jiang Donggao's hands, and then, Jiang Donggao's hands and wrists were like water that had been opened, and the spring was endless, and the bright red blood flowed down Jiang Donggao's. The hands flowed down, and as soon as they touched the ground, they immediately flowed along the silver runes, dyeing the runes a strange crimson.

Jiang Donggao knelt on the ground weakly, saw his brother's struggle and suddenly trembled, recovered from the fright, moved his hands steadily, he shook his lips, which were a little pale due to excessive blood loss, and tried to face him calmly. The middle-aged monk said: "It is my duty to contribute to the family, Uncle Fifth, please don't hurt my brother, otherwise I don't know if my polluted blood is still useful."

The middle-aged monk looked at the emerald bottle he took out at some point in his hand, and snorted coldly to put away the pressure on Jiang Yingjin. It is still useful for him to keep the two of them, and there is no need for them to die now.

"Don't worry, we monks won't die with such a little blood." The middle-aged monk glanced at Jiang Yingjin, whose eyes were red, and took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring in his hand and threw it to Jiang Donggao: "This is Yun's medicine." Hua Dan, it is more than enough to make up for the vitality you lost."

Jiang Yingjin, who broke through the bondage, ran over and hugged Jiang Donggao, who was bleeding all the time. He also took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag at his waist, poured out a few fragrant soybean-sized elixirs, and fed them to Jiang Donggao. He saw if there was any. Looking at the Yunhua Pill, he threw him directly to Jiang Yuanjing who was a little stunned, gritted his teeth and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "I'm afraid Donggao is not enough to make up for it, but Brother Yuanjing, he has more similar pills on his body." Take medicine, be careful and contribute to the family."

The middle-aged monk had achieved his goal and didn't bother to talk to him, so he glanced at him and turned his head away.

Jiang Yue watched silently, startled, she quietly looked at Jiang Yingjin's brothers, then at her fifth uncle, father and son, and lowered her eyelids to block the complicated light in her eyes.The Jiang Yingjin brothers met by chance, what if they hadn't met?Jiang Yue shuddered. If he hadn't met Jiang Yingjin and his brothers, he might be the one who was bleeding now.

During the waiting time, people with different thoughts lived in a corner except Jiang Yingjin and his brother, but they got along peacefully.

As Jiang Donggao's blood slowly flowed down, the silver runes on the ground were soon covered by bright red blood.When the last rune was stained with blood, there was another crackling sound, and the blood-colored runes on the ground changed rapidly, and finally gathered in the center. A circular place in the center quickly sank, and then a round platform rose.

Jiang Yingjin had already half-embraced Jiang Donggao and hid aside. At this time, she was staring at the black coffin on the round platform in astonishment. In fact, except for the middle-aged monk with a happy face, everyone present had There is a feeling of trembling in my heart.

It may be because this thing was summoned by his blood. Jiang Donggao, who had lost too much blood and turned pale, felt it more clearly. He felt a chill creeping up his back, and he felt an uncontrollable fear in his heart. Even leaning on his fellow brother, he couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Haha, it really is this thing!" The middle-aged man let out a burst of hearty laughter, both terrifying and crazy, without the slightest bit of grief and indignation of being exterminated and the gentleness when he first talked to Jiang Yue. Several juniors swept over their bodies, and they laughed strangely again, then rolled up their sleeves, knelt down and kowtowed in a decisive salute.

"Today, the Jiang family suffered a catastrophe of extermination. The unfilial children and grandchildren will immediately lead the younger generations to start the inheritance of our family, in order to preserve the fire of the spark, and lay the foundation for revenge and revival of our Jiang family. Please bless the ancestors!"

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed respectfully, then stood up, walked forward and stood still in front of the coffin.

Jiang Lixing took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed blood from the apex of his heart on the coffin, put his hands on the coffin lid, and shouted: "Get up!"

Several juniors present saw that the blue veins on Jiang Lixing's neck were popping out, and he actually wanted to use brute force to open the coffin.Thinking of what might be inside the coffin, several juniors looked at it with trepidation, not daring to take a breath.

Following his movements, the coffin slowly squirmed, but there was no sign of opening it. Time passed slowly, and Jiang Yingjin felt that Jiang Lixing's aura was constantly rising. As one of the Jiang family's ten heroes of the Jiang family, He is definitely not a person who is ignorant of what is good and what is bad. He soon discovered that his fifth uncle's cultivation is definitely more than that of the mere Nascent Soul's early stage cultivation shown by him. If he judged correctly, his fifth uncle Uncle Shi should be in the late Yuanying period, only a thin line away from the Transcendence Tribulation period.

The more Jiang Yingjin thought about it, the more frightened she became. That's right, how could it be possible for mere Yuanying's early stage cultivation to bring his son and niece out of this melee without any damage?A person with this kind of cultivation level should be enough to attract the attention of the opponent. The person sent to deal with him must be a line higher than his cultivation level. How could he be allowed to escape so easily and activate the formation restriction? .

It stands to reason that Jiang Lixing is only over 300 years old, this kind of cultivation should shine in the Jiang family, why is he so low-key?What is he plotting?

It didn't take long for Jiang Lixing to open the coffin abruptly. To everyone's surprise, there was nothing inside. The only special thing was that the walls of this coffin were so thick that someone would have to touch their noses if they lay in it. Cover the coffin.

After Jiang Lixing opened the coffin lid, he took a few rare breaths, then turned his head and continued to scan the group of juniors behind him.

Finally, his eyes fell on Jiang Donggao, and a twisted and crazy smile appeared on his sweaty face: "Donggao, come here."

Jiang Donggao looked at Jiang Lixing, then slightly raised his head to look at his brother, paused for a moment, then gently broke away from Jiang Yingjin's hand and was about to walk towards Jiang Lixing.

Not only did Jiang Yingjin not let go, but he took advantage of the opportunity to embrace Jiang Donggao into his arms. He glanced at Jiang Lixing, his eyes were dark and inexplicable, filled with ups and downs, reluctance, worry, and unwillingness. Finally, he looked at Jiang Lixing. Jiang Lixing said lightly: "It doesn't matter whoever sacrifices, Uncle Wu, let me do it, Donggao is still young."

With the cultivation of the two brothers, there is no chance of winning against Jiang Lixing who is only a thin line away from the tribulation period. Resistance will only fold them both in, and Jiang Yingjin can only compromise.

Jiang Donggao was in a hurry, and with slightly trembling hands, he tightly grasped the corner of Jiang Yingjin's clothes, fixedly looked into his brother's eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "No, brother, let me come, you are a monk of ice root, I'm just a five-element spiritual root cultivator, and I can't go far on the road of cultivation, brother, don't waste your talent."

"Okay, hurry up, don't waste time!" Jiang Lixing urged impatiently: "Just lie in the coffin, and you won't die, as long as we release people when we come back."

"That's right, let me go, brother, I'm tired and just want to take a rest."

"Stupid boy," Jiang Yingjin almost sighed. He rubbed Jiang Donggao's head, kissed him on the forehead, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "Live well, and only by living can you fight for everything."

Jiang Donggao expected something, and his hand jerked like a nervous spasm. Jiang Yingjin raised his hand and pressed Jiang Donggao's shoulder. Jiang Donggao was imprisoned by Jiang Yingjin and couldn't move.