Not to mention the rather hilarious ending, what the Blood Emperor did was indeed a thrilling thing to do, and Mo Huang couldn't help but ask, "How did he do it?" ”

"To the outside world, and even to the blood clan, it is an unsolved mystery, but the old man once asked him face-to-face back then, so he knows a bit of the mystery, first of all, a big secret that will definitely scare you, do you know that before the Blood Emperor became the ancestor of the new generation of blood clan and successfully refreshed the bloodline level of the entire blood clan, who was the source of the previous generation of blood clan and the ancestor who created the blood clan?"

"Who is it?"

"It's the mysterious guy who calls himself Gandalf, the word Guangcheng, and the Taoist Bodhi Ancestor!"

Mo Huang is only glad that he didn't drink water, otherwise he would definitely squirt out a sip of tea, Gandalf this guy is a big man in history, the Yellow Emperor asked Gandalf, Kunlun Mirror cast Xuanyuan, this is a famous allusion, and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's handwritten letter before his death, instructing future generations to be wary of Gandalf's message, plus Gandalf never appeared in the world again, it is even more confusing to add a little confusion, but archaeologists have not studied what kind of person this Gandalf is, but they didn't expect him to be the ancestor of the blood clan!

The old drunkard stroked his beard quite proudly: "You are also frightened, right, although the old man is a mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Xian, but when he preached the Tao, he was also after the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, so he didn't know the secret, when the old man learned this secret in the mouth of the Blood Emperor, he was also fiercely startled, okay, these digressions are not mentioned, let's talk about the Blood Emperor, from Gandalf, the ancestor of the Blood Clan, to the generation of the Blood Emperor, roughly calculated, there have been twelve generations, The deterioration of the bloodline of the blood clan has reached the point where even the prince of the blood clan can not be born, and the marquis of the blood clan can be regarded as the ultimate master, but it is conceivable that the blood clan of that era has reached the point of tragedy, and at that time, the blood emperor came into being, by chance, he actually got a trace of the inheritance of the ancestor Gandalf in a mysterious place, and then he knew a biggest secret about the origin of the blood clan, the blood clan was not born and raised, a naturally born race, but artificially made, oh no, It's not too apt to describe it like this, it should be said that the birth of the blood clan is just a by-product of Gandalf's cultivation of some peerless magic skills! ”

"Peerless magic skills? Well, this characteristic of the blood clan is not like a by-product that can be born from the Eight Classics of the Zheng'er Eight Classics! "No matter how bizarre the old drunkard's words are, Mo Huang doesn't intend to doubt them, because this kind of ancient past that has been drowned in the dust and smoke of history, except for the old drunkard, an old monster who has personally lived that era, basically no one can say it clearly, and these words are not unreasonable, in this era, there have long been scientific conclusions, if a practitioner practices some extreme exercises, he can even influence the exercises to the next generation.

A family that has practiced the subtle fire exercises for generations will unconsciously have a significant impact on the talent of the next generation, and may even cause the next generation to produce some kind of mutation that is beyond what humans should have, such as being born with the ability to manipulate fire, so the blood clan is just a by-product of Gandalf's cultivation of peerless magic skills, and it is not without theoretical basis and scientific possibility.

"Blood Emperor Eighteen Hearts! This is the name of that peerless magic skill, of course, whether it was called this name at first, unless Gandalf himself reappeared in the world, otherwise this is a question that no one can tell, and the Blood Emperor only got a trace of insignificant inheritance, and then he traced Gandalf's footprints all the way upstream, collected a lot of fragmentary information about it, and relied on his own ingenuity to reverse the restoration of this peerless magic skill, and then named it like this! Then, with this peerless magic skill, the Blood Clan Emperor jumped from an inconspicuous twelve generations of blood clan to the source ancestor of the new era of blood clan. ”

Mo Huang listened leisurely, and only said after a long time: "Okay, the source history is finished, you should tell me why you think Ya'an is not dead, right?" ”

"Back then, in order to train the eighteen hearts of the Blood Emperor, the Blood Emperor once had the deeds of exhausting the source blood and faking his death, and everyone thought he was dead, including his descendants, and he was also on his verge of death before injecting seventy percent of his source blood into the body of others, and it was only after he returned from sleep that he really transformed into a generation of Blood Emperors! Then by the way, he took back seventy percent of the source blood that he had temporarily placed on others. ”

"Hehe, this is a coincidence that doesn't sound good!"

Seventy percent of the source blood was injected into someone else's body, and then everyone thought he was dead, all kinds of coincidences were exactly the same as the signs before the transformation of the Blood Clan Emperor back then, no wonder the old drunkard would say that Ya'an might be a fake death.

"Hehe, it's indeed an interesting coincidence, but yes or no, the old man can't tell, by the way, I'll tell you an interesting cause and effect story, when the Blood Emperor temporarily put seventy percent of the source blood on the body of an inconspicuous male disciple of the outer court of the Emei faction who would meet by chance, and after the transformation was almost complete, he arranged for a female disciple of the inner courtyard of the Emei faction that he had embraced to recover it personally."

When Mo Huang heard this, he said in disbelief: "Could it be? ”

"Hehe, that's it, karma, the cycle is not happy, the moment the transformation of the Blood Emperor is completed, it also buries the opportunity for the transformation of the Great Sage of the Sea, if it weren't for the heart-piercing sword of the female disciple of the Emei Outer Court, how would the history of the future generations evolve, thinking about it makes people feel that the fate is strange, nothing more than this! Overall, the Blood Emperor died of a cheap hand, which is also undoubted, who to choose is not good, but chose the Great Sage of the Sea. ”

After listening to the cause and effect of the year, Mo Huang knew a lot of secrets, but it didn't help the current situation, the old drunkard saw Mo Huang's gradually impatient face, sighed and said: "Dead little ghost, what's the use of this kind of thing, what's the use of you even if you are in a hurry, calm and unhurried, pampered and not surprised, this is a mature man's attitude towards things, a blood prince seven is the first embrace of the blessing of the essence and blood, even if it is an old man, unless you use some magic treasures that interfere with the operation of the heavens, there is no way to help you reverse it, But if you solve one or two temporarily, it's still easy, you wait for me. ”

After that, the old drunkard flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the office seemed to be placed in a different dimensional space, the stars were shining, the galaxies were running, and the scene of the galaxy running through the sky appeared from nothingness, and then the old drunkard grabbed it out of thin air, and a star flew from far and near, flying into the hands of the old drunkard, and after the starlight dissipated, it showed its true face, which was a pocket mask the size of a palm.

"The mask of the night god reversed, this is a treasure in the old man's treasury, just right for your use, and it just so happens that this treasure was used by the Blood Emperor back then, but it was won by the old man's bet later! Here you go. ”

The old drunkard threw it casually, and after Mo Huang caught it, he saw that it was a palm-sized wooden mask, with moss-green wood, which had been tempered by many years of vicissitudes of time, and then there was a faint halo of magic on the surface, which was obviously not extraordinary.

"What's the use of this? Then again, was that your treasure trove? Mo Huang asked curiously, the old drunkard flicked his fingers again, and the vision of the galaxy was far away, and he returned to the appearance of the office again.

"Hmph, the old man's treasure vault is sealed with the blessing of the Supreme Esoteric Law, so you don't have to expect to come and steal it when I'm not there, and this upside-down false night god mask, it is said to be a treasure passed down from the Western gods, the original name, it seems to be called the banter mask of the evil god Loki, but this old man is not very clear, this treasure has only one ability, that is, to distort reality with willpower, after you put on the mask, as long as you firmly believe that you are human, then even if it is a god and a demon, You can't find out that you've transformed into a Bloodline, but this treasure contains an inexplicable curse that you can't take off if you wear it, and then it will be eaten by a demon spirit who calls itself the evil god Loki from time to time! Therefore, this treasure cannot be controlled by idle characters, and once it is eroded, the consequences can be big or small. ”

"Damn, old drunkard, please tell me these side effects earlier, I almost put it on!" After Mo Huang heard this, he almost threw out the Night God Mask with a shake of his hand, and the old drunkard didn't care: "The old man's collection, all of them are top-level treasures with great origins, and it is a blessing or a curse for the incompetent to get their hands on it, this Night God Mask, even if it is a test used by the old man to test your strength!" To inherit the mantle of a mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal, it is not so simple. ”

Looking at the night god mask in his hand tangledly, Mo Huang really didn't know how to deal with it, so he put it in his trouser pocket for the time being, and then talked to the old drunkard about hiring foreign aid.

"This kind of trivial matter, you can solve it! The old man gave you full power, after all, you are now the commander-in-chief of the students, don't disturb the old man's Yaxing, the old man just blackmailed from an old friend to a bottle of century-old chrysanthemum brew, and he is about to taste it slowly at this moment, what are you staring at, the old man is a master, after talking about the secrets of the year, providing plot clue guidance services, and then giving you treasures for free, shouldn't you retreat behind the scenes to enjoy Qingfu? What are you doing staring at the old man, go out and go out! Do what you're supposed to do. ”

The shamelessness and laziness of the old drunkard can be seen, after Mo Huang was kicked out, he could only sigh and walk to the faculty office, many faculty and staff in the office were already waiting there, seeing Mo Huang coming alone, the old drunkard was nowhere to be seen, everyone looked like they were not surprised, and they didn't care about Mo Huang wearing sunglasses.

On the issue of not being able to hire foreign aid, Mo Huang and the faculty and staff discussed for half a day, but they couldn't get the point, and then after a while, the noise gradually approached from outside, and a student suddenly opened the door and shouted: "Senior brother, something happened, we have a fight with people from several colleges!" ”