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Mu Fengchen smiled embarrassedly: "Grandpa, I have been fascinated by swordsmanship in my life. In this life, I have eaten a lot of magic pills, but the pill... For me, that is a fantasy!"

When this remark came out, Mu Yun was quite disappointed.

However, there is a specialization in the art industry. Grandpa is not the genius above, and it is normal if he doesn\'t know.

"Don\'t be discouraged!"

Mu Fengchen said again: "I can\'t, but your grandfather can do it!"

"Grandpa?"

"Well, in the eighth block of the sacred monument, your grandfather also left his consciousness. If you can open the eighth block of the sacred monument, your grandfather will come forward, and I will tell you that the one-star virtual **** pill of the trail is as large as nine stars. Shendan, your grandfather, come here at your fingertips!"

"Grandpa is an alchemist?"

"Yes!"

"Then my grandfather is an instrument master?"

"How did your kid know?" Looking at Mu Yun, Mu Fengchen said in surprise: "According to my seniority, I am the ninth generation ancestor, and your grandfather is the eighth generation ancestor. The seventh generation ancestor is indeed a master and a powerful master. !"

At this moment, Mu Yun was quite surprised.

The past patriarchs of this shepherd seem to... all of them are equipped with special skills!

"Grandson, don\'t think about it. Our herder bloodline talent is swallowing. It is very powerful in itself. Think about it. If you don\'t keep a back hand, what should you do if you are annihilated?"

"Actually, the nine sacred steles were born because of this. Even if there is only one person left in the herder, as long as the blood is awakened, we old things will appear. Therefore, I can teach you swordsmanship, and your eighth generation ancestor will teach you Dan. Shu, the seventh generation ancestor taught you instrument skills, you kid, you will definitely grow up!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun also understood.

The herdsmen left nine sacred monuments, and every previous patriarch would leave his own consciousness to merge into the sacred monument. When the sacred monument is there, the consciousness will exist; if the sacred monument is not, the consciousness will disappear!

If the herdsmen are destroyed, only a few people will escape, and the nine ancestors in the nine sacred monuments are the living treasures!

As long as the herdsmen still have descendants, they can develop again.

These methods are indeed powerful.

"Since I can touch my grandfather in the realm of the immortal king, and trigger the transformation of this ninth sacred monument, now, it should be possible to go further!"

Mu Yun made up his mind, sat down, and in front of him, another nine-spirited monument appeared.

The monument was as high as a person, and appeared in the room. The immortal blood code that appeared on it was also very clear every word.

At this moment, Mu Yun was communicating with the sacred stele, wandering in that vast space.

Time passed bit by bit, and gradually, he felt sleepy, but there was no change in the sacred monument.

It shouldn\'t be!

Mu Yun was holding on to his tiredness, only feeling his head groggy, but still holding on.

"Because I didn\'t get to the Immortal Emperor in the past, it was the sacred stele that was triggered. Now, there shouldn\'t be any response to this one, right?"

"There must be something wrong!"

Mu Yun kept trying, but found nothing.

Gradually, he finally couldn\'t support it and fell asleep.

In his sleep, Mu Yun felt like he appeared in front of a stone monument.

At this moment, under the stele, a figure sits quietly cross-legged.

With white beard and hair, and long hair fluttering, this person looks like a middle-aged man with delicate skin, tall and powerful, and wearing a red robe, looks very loose.

"Who are you?"

When the man saw Mu Yun, he immediately spoke.

"Who are you?" Mu Yun calmly said, "Why are you here?"

"Boy, I asked you first!"

"My name is Mu Yun, a child of the Mu clan!"

"Nonsense!"

The man in the pill robe hummed: "You are a child of the shepherd? Then in your bloodline talent, there is the aura of the blood of the blood that I hate, kid, you are trying to deceive me to show up?"

"That\'s because my bloodline is special. It has swallowed up the bloodline talent of a disciple of the blood race, and obtained a part of the talent for guarding the soul!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "And you said I lied to you to show up, then why are you still showing up?"

"Are you really a child of the shepherd?"

"Of course, otherwise, how could I lead you out?" Mu Yun calmly said: "My father is Mu Qingyu, and my grandfather is Mu Fengchen. They are all the patriarchs of the Mu clan. Why, is there a problem?"

Hearing this, an uncertain look appeared on the man\'s face.

"But I feel that your bloodline is very special, not only the shepherd and bloodline talents, but also other existence..."

"other?"

"I can\'t tell you, but it feels like you kid, it\'s not that simple!"

"It\'s easy!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "Look at my body. If you don\'t believe in the bloodline talent, you can look at the six powers of my bloodline! Indestructible blood book, this belongs to the herdsman!"

"Are you really a shepherd?"

"certainly!"

Om...

Suddenly, Mu Yun only felt a pain in his head, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh? Dreaming?"

Mu Yun saw that he was actually lying on the ground and fell asleep, and said in astonishment.

"It\'s a dream, not a dream!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded at this moment.

"Who?"

"Smelly boy, this is your great grandfather!" Mu Fengchen\'s voice sounded.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

"I was testing you just now. The sacred stele is related to the secrets of my shepherd\'s greatness. How can I trust you so simply?" The man in the pill robe turned into a phantom at this moment and appeared in front of Mu Yun.

It is not a body or a soul, but a form of condensed mind, the same as what Mu Yun saw just now!

"You are... Grandpa?"

Mu Yun hurriedly took out the first sacred monument at this moment.

Mu Fengchen also appeared at this moment.

"Father!"

Looking at the man, Mu Fengchen knelt down and said respectfully.

"Okay, okay, people who have been dead for many years, it\'s unnecessary!"

"Yes!"

Mu Fengchen, who stood high in front of Mu Yun, was like a child at the moment, with a smile on his face.

"See Grandpa!"

Mu Yun bowed respectfully.

"Get up!"

The man in the pill robe waved his hand and said calmly: "This is the God Realm, but why are you not in the herdsman? Where is this? And how can you be in the God Realm?"

Mu Yun knew that the grandfather\'s name was Mu Fengxiao, and he was often called the laughing lunatic. Because Mu Fengxiao was an alchemist, a very accomplished alchemist, so every time he succeeded in refining a **** pill, he was loudly loud. laugh.

Once laughed for three days and three nights because of refining an ancestral **** pill, he was called a laughing lunatic in the gods.

Naturally, Mu Fengchen told him this.

At the moment, Mu Yun told Mu Fengxiao everything he knew.

"I see!"

Mu Feng smiled and sighed and said: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. My herder ancestor achieved the realm of the ancestor **** back then. The talent for awakening the bleeding vein is swallowed. This is also destined by God!"

"Fortunately, your father is here, otherwise, I\'m afraid the consequences will be disastrous!"

When these words came out, Mu Fengchen murmured.

"What did you say?"

Mu Feng laughed and reprimanded: "It was my biggest wrong decision to let you be the patriarch of the herd. I should directly let Qing Yu be the team leader. You know how to practice swords every day, so what else do you know?"

"Then you just know alchemy..."

"Say it again!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, you two, stop arguing!"

Mu Yun looked at the two of them quarreling, holding back a smile, it was really hard.

Who could think that Grandpa looked like an elder in front of him, but in front of Grandpa, he was just a junior, and he was so funny that he was reprimanded for not daring to talk back.

"Your realm is too weak now. At the initial peak of the Void God, to reach the realm of the ancestor god, I am afraid that it will not be possible every ten thousand years!"

"Ten thousand years..."

Mu Yun frowned.

"Father, Xiaoyun has only one hundred years of life span!"

"century?"

Mu Feng laughed suddenly.

"Um!"

Mu Yun bitterly said: "I practice a big life-killing technique that is too domineering and consumes longevity. In exchange for strong strength, it consumes too much to kill the clone of Bloodlord!"

"This is also something that can\'t be helped!"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "But your talent is good enough, your realm is improved rapidly, and your vitality is constantly growing, it doesn\'t matter, and it\'s okay to continue your life with the **** pill!"

"Um!"

"Listen to Chen\'er saying that you know how to make alchemy? In this way, the reason why Grandpa Grandpa sits in the position of the shepherd patriarch is because of alchemy. Starting today, I will teach you alchemy! Refining the **** pill!"

"good!"

Mu Yun was excited at the moment.

He suddenly thought that grandpa is the originator of the swordsman, grandpa is the master of alchemy, and grandpa is the master of alchemy. When the nine sacred monuments gather in the future, wouldn\'t it be... nine ancestors, each with talent, even if they are teaching a fool , Has also become a strong one.

When he merged the memory of Mu Yun, he knew that the guy loved reading and couldn\'t practice, so he watched some stories written by wild historians about the allusions that he met his grandfather teaching magical skills in his dreams.

Thinking about it now, what those wild historians wrote was just about encountering an old grandfather. This time, he encountered nine, and each of his abilities, and more importantly, these nine were all his ancestors. , That\'s not a dedication!

"Nine sacred monuments, I don\'t know if the three sacred monuments from my father have also been communicated to the three ancestors by him!"

Moreover, when Mu Fengchen was first introduced, a domineering attack was integrated within the sacred stele-Meteor Rain.

Then, this time, to lead the grandfather, shouldn\'t there be a domineering trick?

"Don\'t think about it, there is indeed!"

Mu Fengxiao said indifferently at this moment: "Your grandpa\'s trick, called Meteor Rainstorm, is used in conjunction with our herder\'s sacred monument. It is powerful and overbearing. Your realm is too low to reach the realm of the ancestors. That move is enough to kill a race. The secret world!"

"My trick is called Earth Blast!"

"Compared to your grandpa\'s, but much more powerful!"

"How can..." Mu Fengchen muttered unconvincedly: "It\'s about the same as me, but the effect is different..."

"What did you say?"

"No...nothing..."

Mu Fengchen grinned and said: "Father, that, you should rest first, Xiaoyun is now in jail, you can only talk to him about theoretical knowledge, and it is impossible to let him practice swordsmanship and alchemy, so I will talk to him about swordsmanship. !"

"Alright!"

Mu Feng smiled and said calmly: "You teach me this, but this is your grandson, my great-grandson, and the third generation. I have suffered a lot. I want to ask Qing Yu, my son, don’t you feel distressed. Distressed!"

"Yes, yes..." Mu Fengchen nodded hurriedly.