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Chapter 47 Surname Zhao

 Chapter 154, surnamed Zhao

After a while, when my body finally returned to calmness, my whole body felt as if it had been fished out of the water, all wet.

Zhang Lingjun let out a long breath, and with the coolness of the breeze, he felt that there was no difference from the previous use of spore spiritual energy. It was the same. As for the effect after use...

It's not that big compared to before. The muscles were already well developed before. This time they didn't continue to strengthen and became like deformities. This time it was more of a structural change, or an adjustment.

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The lines of the muscles on the body are based on a certain direction, and the distribution is more regular and reasonable. You can see the beauty at a glance. It is a beauty that perfectly conforms to the laws of nature.

Zhang Lingjun noticed that the shape of the muscles was more focused on speed, and the thigh muscles were stronger. Whether it was a sudden burst or a gentle jump, it was all natural and smooth. It should be like this. It is very handy for the body... no

I should use this word, but compared with before, there is a difference between clumsy and handy.

It feels like the previous one was like dead muscle.

This finally touches on the core function of aura spores. In fact, it is originally like this, but it is based on people, and the foundation is too poor at the beginning. For example, if it is a sculpture, if you start from a stone, you must first start with it.

Take out the human form and then outline the details.

Judging from the current effect, these auras should be the ‘Golden Winged Dapeng prototype gene manifestation factor-y-24 spores’.

In line with previous changes.

The white-robed flying squirrel said there was nothing wrong with it.

It is indeed an honest explanation.

Then Zhang Lingjun picked off all the fairy spirit stones in his residence, put them on his body, checked his surroundings again, and found nothing was missing, and then turned back along the original road.

It's normal here, nothing unexpected happened.

I asked Yang Mu after he left, because he was worried about preventing any mistakes, and also because Yang Mu was porcelain and had nothing to say.

The two didn't talk much, they just waited motionless until now.

The flying squirrel in white is really so cooperative.

But the more normal it seemed, the more Zhang Lingjun felt that it was abnormal.

Looking at the flying squirrel in white, he then asked about something that was more sensitive to him and easier to stimulate, "Can you tell me about the power of mantra that seems to follow the rules of words?"

The world is silent.

The white-clothed flying squirrel's face stiffened slightly, but relaxed in the next moment.

"Ahem...the power of the mantra comes from the sacred and great spirit, and from the true manifestation of his own insignificant power."

Zhang Lingjun continued to ask: "I wonder how we can master this kind of power?"

Of course Zhang Lingjun also has ideas about this.

After all, the power that seems to bend the rules and distort reality is really incredible.

Although judging from the performance of the two encounters so far, it seems that there is a bit of a gap. Anyone who encounters them is immune, and the two porcelains can't do anything.

But that's mainly because the two people are special, and at the same time, these two rat spirits and the Zhao family are not very smart.

If there hadn't been such a special thing, or if the two Zhao family members could have been more cautious, the result would never have been this.

Of course, compared to its role in battle, the essence of that power, direct manipulation and distortion of reality, and the meaning behind it is more important.

Flying Squirrel in white said: "Only people in the family can master the truth."

Zhang Lingjun asked, "Just like Shenghua (Rat Transformation), does it belong to the core inheritance?"

Flying Squirrel in white shook his head: "No, this is the glory of a true god. Only the real surname Zhao can enjoy this glory."

Zhang Lingjun thought for a while, "What is the situation of your Zhao family? Is it possible that someone would turn over to the dark side, change his surname, join the Zhao family, and become a member of the Zhao family?

"For example...can my last name be Zhao?"

The flying squirrel in white smiled politely and said nothing. He was very restrained, but he couldn't hide the feeling of superiority.

Are you worthy?

Do you deserve the surname Zhao?

"This...family can't just join if you want to. How can I say that if you don't have the surname Zhao when you are born in this life, you are destined not to have one, then you will have no chance in this life."

Zhang Lingjun said: "Is it blood inheritance? Didn't you just say that the Zhao family is one family in the world, not blood inheritance?"

Flying Squirrel in white explained: "It is indeed not a blood inheritance, the Zhao family means that the world is one family."

Zhang Lingjun looked at him: "If that's the case, then why do you say that there is no one who was born? How did you become a member of the Zhao family?"

"I... partly because my father is from the Zhao family, but more because of talent and luck."

"Then why did your father's surname come to be Zhao?"

"Part of the reason for him is because his father and grandfather are from the family, and the other, more important reason is that he has good talent."

Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but laugh: "Isn't this just a blood inheritance? A family inheritance?"

Flying Squirrel in white shook his head helplessly, "If you continue to ask, it will be gone. My grandfather's father's generation are truly ordinary people and have nothing to do with the Zhao family."

"Okay..."

Zhang Lingjun asked again: "Then how did your grandfather become a member of the Zhao family from scratch?"

Flying Squirrel in white said: "Because of luck and talent, the will of the great gods will notice those who have potential among all living beings."

Zhang Lingjun said: "Even when you were curing your grandfather, you got destiny and got the opportunity. From then on, you have the identity of your Zhao family. This is actually a blood inheritance, and it can completely exclude blood inheritance."

The white-clothed flying squirrel shook his head: "The history of the Zhao family can be extended to more than 2,000 years ago. If there really was any power of blood, the Zhao family would have multiplied more and more over the years, and could even win with their own strength and genes.

The blood of Luo Tai has stained the entire human race, truly turning the entire human race into the same bloodline. Everyone is part of the Zhao family."

Zhang Lingjun nodded: "That's true..."

Flying Squirrel in white continued: "It doesn't mean that someone with bloodline will definitely be named Zhao.

"For example, I have many blood brothers and sisters, but I am the only one with the surname Zhao. My father is the same, and my children may be the same, and they may not even be able to pass on the family name.

"It is possible for bloodlines to be severed.

"I know that some people and some inherited blood lines have been cut off, and all their descendants have now returned to the ranks of ordinary people.
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