"I once saw in the books of our clan that the inheritances of some ancient clans are not exercises, let alone spiritual arts."

"It's about the powerful men who have been ranked among them for generations. Before they die, they extract a ray of soul, condense their last spiritual power, seal the power of blood, and tie it to the root tree of the family, where it will sprout for thousands of years.

, it blooms for thousands of years and bears fruit for millions of years, condensing it into a fruit that can be eaten by future generations with similar power of his bloodline."

Yuan Xinsuan seemed to have even fallen asleep a little bit.

The sound is a little more alive.

"For example, the power of blood in your body was passed down to you by your mother. If the power of your blood and hers strengthen your body, then the purple fruit on your head at that moment is from the same source as you."

"You can eat it to strengthen the concentration of your blood and at the same time strengthen your abilities."

The more Yin Nian listened, the more surprised he became.

Is there such a thing?

Does the Kyuubi Sect know?

The Nine-Tailed Rebel seems to think that awakening the bloodline is to take a dip in the blood pool that was previously regarded as a treasure. Even she thinks so.

Meng Laozhou came to her side at some unknown time.

He said with rare calmness: "A long time ago, in order to prevent the puppets from destroying the true foundation of our Meng family, my ancestors transplanted the root tree to the dark realm."

"In order to protect the root tree, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better. If the Meng family hadn't entered the Dark Realm, they wouldn't know it. Thousands of years have passed, and those in our clan who have not gone to the Dark Realm will slowly

Slowly forgetting the existence of the root tree."

"The blood pool of the Nine-Tails Rebels should also contain the blood of some predecessors. In fact, it is a very simple version of the root tree."

Meng Laocou sneered, "It's just that the effectiveness of the blood pool is really not even one percent different from that of the East and the West."

"Furthermore, the blood pool cannot fully maintain the power of the bloodline, and there are really few options to choose from."

"Yin Nian, you said before that we are like this because we care too much about our bloodline, right?" Mr. Meng's face no longer had the majestic expression of the past, but looked very decadent: "You are right."

"Because of the existence of the root tree, only a child with a strong bloodline can take more fruits of the same origin, and he will be strong."

"So we value them, and even in order to cultivate them, we have not opened the Root Tree Awakening Ceremony to children of ordinary blood since a long time ago."

But at that time it was just not open to the public and we didn't treat them harshly.

"Greed has distorted the original intention of our race, and time has smoothed our conscience, causing our descendants to abandon the most basic conscience of a human race."

"And for such a long time, we have never gone down to see what the Nine-Tailed Sect is like. We use the rule that Master Wang cannot leave the dark realm to make excuses for ourselves, but to be honest, we just don't care about the thoughts of those at the bottom.

That’s all.”

Meng Laocou raised his head slightly and looked at the root tree.

"I don't ask for anything else from you."

"I just hope you don't hate the Meng family blood flowing on your body."

Mr. Meng's thick beard trembled with his words.

Yin Nian didn't speak for a long time.

Looking at Carp Girl, they have already begun to look for the inheritance fruit that suits them.

After a long time.

Yin Niancai glanced at Mr. Meng inexplicably: "Of course I don't hate the blood flowing on my body."

"That was left to me by my own mother, clean and tidy!"

"What I hate are those people in the Nine-tailed Sect who have lost their minds. Besides, the blood in my body is part of my body. Why should I hate it? Isn't it all my own blood?"

The blood on my aunt's body is different from yours, so it must be more noble, right?

Maybe Yin Nian did feel disgusted at one moment, but who is Yin Nian.

A person who can turn all unfavorable and bad things into his own advantage.

"If I had always cared about this, I would have wiped my neck and committed suicide when I first misunderstood that I had a scumbag father."

Yin Nian walked forward.

With Meng Laocou's expectant eyes, he stretched out his hand and began to stroke the round fruits on it.

Meng Laocou was so excited that he couldn't care about anything else and asked directly: "How is it? Is there anyone with the same origin as you?"

Li Nu and the others are not the main branch of the Meng family.

And the blood in his body is not strong either.

Even if Meng Laorou lets them in, he still knows that they won't be able to eat much of the inheritance fruit.

But Yin Nian is different.

Mr. Meng knew that although the power of her bloodline was only half, it was not much more valuable.

That is a completely different level from others.

Yin Nian's hands touched each one one by one.

Later.

She quickly frowned.

"Why does it seem like..."

She picked a fruit.

It's purple.

Mr. Meng was delighted when he saw it: "Hey, it turns out to be a rare healing bloodline?"

The carp girls next to them have already begun to absorb it.

Yin Nian pinched the fruit and heard their hoarse screams.

When they turned around, they found that the inheritance fruits were spontaneously entering their mouths and noses.

But the carp girls and the others were convulsing in pain.

"This is all normal. If you want to change, you must have to pay something!" Meng Laozu thought that Yin Nian was scared, so he immediately encouraged him: "Yin Nian! Come on! You are the most annoying!"

Yin Nian frowned.

The hands are shaking slightly.

It's like he is enduring and suppressing something.

Mr. Meng looked at Yin Nian disappointedly, "Yin Nian...you...can't even bear this little pain, right?"

Why are you being cowardly? Just do it!

He really couldn't wait any longer, and his temper suddenly became violent again.

Just when he was about to go up and grab the inheritance fruit and stuff it into Yin Nian's body to help her.

The accident happened suddenly.

Yin Nian's hands were shaking as if he was suffering from epilepsy at a certain moment.

Her hand suddenly twitched, and a small mouth split open on the body of the inheritance fruit. It screamed "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", and two twig-like legs sprouted out, screaming like this.

He broke free from Yin Nian's hand and rushed outside.

Run!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

This fruit actually wants to escape?

Why?

Not just this one, it seems like some strange switch has been pressed.

The fruits on Yin Niangding's head actually grew little legs. Some of the golden fruits looked like the boss at first glance, and even grew four branches, two for hands and two for feet.

Its fat body blocks the green and purple fruits behind itself.

As if Yin Nian is some kind of devil.

All the fruits screamed "Ahhhhhhh".

The golden fruit even picked up a stone from the side, and threw it hard to hit Yin Nian, but its strength was too weak, so it didn't throw it out. Instead, it slipped and hit the heel of his foot.

Mr. Meng and a bunch of remaining Meng family members were anxious.

"What's wrong with this?"

"Quickly appease the inheritance fruits!"

"What's wrong with you, little guys? Even if she doesn't have the same origin as you, don't do this." Mr. Meng's head was sweating in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, he saw Yin Nian grabbing the golden fruit that shot him in the foot.

This time I didn't wait for the golden fruit to struggle.

Yin Nian opened his mouth and made a click.
To be continued...