In the alchemy furnace, nine Nine-turn Daoxin Pills with six dazzling patterns were presented to Mo Nian, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Long Chen refined two furnaces of pills in total. Because the Mo family had ten places, Long Chen refined eighteen Nine-Turn Daoxin Pills, which was enough.

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

What Long Chen did not expect was that the Mo family’s inheritance land was right below the Momen, and he went through a winding tunnel toward the depths of the ground.

Every time he fell part, Long Chen could feel an extremely ancient aura that kept spreading in the air.

This time, including Long Chen, there were a total of ten young disciples entering the 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.

What shocked Long Chen was that everyone kept walking downwards. After walking for three hours, a huge stone gate appeared in front of him.

The stone gate was hundreds of feet high, covered with ancient runes, and the desolate aura came to the face, and the two of them felt very depressed.

Just above the stone gate, there is a piece of jade as smooth as a mirror, and above the jade, there is a bright white glow.

Mo Yunshan walked to the jade and tapped one hand on his eyebrows. What shocked Long Chen was that Mo Yunshan's eyebrows cracked and blood slowly overflowed, and he actually forced out the blood in his eyebrows.

Mo Yunshan absorbed the blood in his eyebrows on his fingers, and he pointed his finger on the jade. The blood dripped on the jade, slowly forming a strange pattern, as if it was a rune.

"KaKaKaKaKa..."

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

At this moment, Long Chen felt like a mountain was hitting, his body suddenly sank, and the space around him seemed to have solidified.

"Puff puff puff..."

Except for Long Chen and Mo Nian, everyone else spewed out blood and was actually injured in the face of the terrifying pressure.

Long Chen hurriedly looked forward and saw a spacious hall in front of him, which was a thousand feet in radius and a height of hundreds of feet.

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

"You go in, I will close the door. The pressure of the ancestors inside will be of great help to your practice. Don't waste it." After Mo Yunshan drove everyone in, the stone gate slowly closed.

"boom"

When the stone door closed, a terrifying pressure in the entire hall actually slowly rose up.

It is like a reservoir, which is constantly storing water. As the amount of water increases, the pressure becomes greater and greater.

"This is the blood pressure of our ancestors. Everyone does not need to resist. They just need to use the pressure to purify their blood power." Mo Nian said in a deep voice.

Obviously, these people were taken care of before coming in, and they sat cross-legged and let the pressure wash them.

Long Chen knew that this was the ancestor's reverence, and it was the ancestors of the Mo family who kept their bloodlines and helped future generations baptize.

Long Chen only realized today what kind of foundation is. 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.

Not to mention anything else, these ten statues alone can benefit future generations endlessly, and these statues are extremely ancient and I don’t know how many years have passed down.

The ancestors of the Mo family were able to spread the blood pressure to this day. I wonder how powerful those strong people were.

Thinking of this, Long Chen suddenly felt that he was so small. The former strong man in the spiritual world, the barbarian skeletons in the Jiuli Secret Realm, and the statues in front of him, Long Chen realized that his road was still far and far away, so far that he could not see the end.

Compared with Mo Nian and others, Long Chen seemed to be idle because he was not a disciple of the Mo family and had a bloodline of the Mo family. Even Long Chen didn't know what his bloodline was.

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

Fortunately, there is the Nine Star Body Overlord Art. When the Nine Star Body Overlord Art is running, Long Chen will not be suppressed by any bloodline and will not suffer any losses.

Otherwise, there will be blood suppression and heavenly suppression, Long Chen will be really frustrated. It can be said that the Nine Star Body Overlord Art is his strongest method.

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

When the rune appeared, a slight roar began to make a slight roar on Mo Nian, and a powerful blood pressure slowly spread out.

However, after it spread, Mo Nian took it back, and the runes slowly disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

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

Mo Nian smiled slightly and said, "In fact, it's not a big activation, but just unsealing the seal. The blood power of our Mo family disciples has been sealed, and this time it's unsealed."

"Seal?" Long Chen asked.

"Yes, it's just that the seal is sealed by us. There are two reasons for doing this. One is that the bloodline of our Mo family is no longer pure. If you seal it and unseal it, you can keep the loss of bloodline power very small, so that the bloodline power can be passed on for several generations without decreasing the grade.

Another reason is that our Mohist family is developing in a low-key manner, with rivals staring at us, and we are waiting for an opportunity to rise.

Even if we activate the blood pressure, it will be concealed and will not be exposed easily to confuse those opponents." Mo Nian said.

"Will you do this backfire? Let your opponent regard you as prey and swallow you directly?" Long Chen shook his head and said.

"Hehe, do you think those jumping clowns nowadays are our opponents? They are far from each other, okay, 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 slowly walked to the huge statue with everyone.

When the distance was closer, Long Chen realized that the statues were not stone sculptures, but wood sculptures.

The wood is as hard as iron, with countless patterns covered with the body. The natural patterns are like a strange formation that locks some strange power into the statue.

"This is the inheritance statue. My father said that there were many in the past, but now there are only ten left.

Among these wood carvings is the powerful man of my Momen ancestor who injected his innate Tao into the statue before his death and left it to future generations.

Each of them is an amazing figure, and all are amazing and beautiful Skywalkers. However, after being circulated in our Momen for so long, as descendants, they can’t even get the treasures left by their ancestors. It’s really atrocity to think about it.” Mo Nian couldn’t help but sigh at the statue.

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

"Young Master, you will definitely do it," said a Mo family disciple. They were full of confidence in Mo Nian.

"Don't be idle either. Come on. This kind of thing doesn't necessarily depend on talent and strength alone, but also requires a certain opportunity. Everyone should do their best." Mo Nian looked at everyone and said.

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

"Buzz"

A disciple placed his big hand on the foot of the statue. The statue suddenly lit up and a huge force surged out. The disciple immediately sprayed blood on his mouth and flew backwards.

The statue that the man touched returned to peace, and the light on the statue disappeared, and the peace returned to peace.

"Oh!" Mo Nian couldn't help but sigh. This failure means that the statue cannot be opened again within the next ten years, because the statue will enter a closed state and lock the innate Taoist seed inside. It will take ten years to open it again.

The disciple climbed up from the ground with a look of shame: "Young Master, I..."

"Don't be discouraged. You have tried your best. Don't force me. I said that sometimes you not only rely on strength, but also have a certain opportunity. Do your best," Mo Nian said.

"Bang bang..."

With several consecutive blasts, the statue vibrated, the disciples were all shaken by a terrifying force, without exception.

This made Mo Nian look a little ugly. Mo Yunshan said that their group is the strongest and best-qualified group in the past century, but the result is cold.

"Bang!"

Another loud bang, and a disciple squirted out blood and fainted directly because he refused to give up and resisted with all his strength, but he was shocked and seriously injured.

Now all the ten people who came in, except Long Chen and Mo Nian, have failed. The failure rate is too terrifying.

Now the two have the last hope, and Long Chen is not from the Mo family, Mo Nian suddenly felt great pressure.

"The seeds of heaven in the statue will be like a river breaking a dam when they are transmitted into the body, and when they are unable to withstand the impact, they all fail.

But according to your strength, there seems to be no difficulty in this kind of thing, so you don’t have to worry so much," Long Chen said lightly.

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

Isn’t this nonsense? I can’t sense that thing with the will of heaven? What I hate the most is this thing.

"Go and relax. It's not a problem for you. At worst, just spit a little saliva," Long Chen said with a smile.

"What a joke, those statues are the energy of my ancestors. How dare I spit any saliva, but no matter what, I have to try it."

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

"puff"
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