The astonishing change not only stunned Zong Zhengmou and others, but even Ying Fusu was stunned.

The medicine pool is still boiling and tumbling, and from time to time there are soaring waves. However, I don't know how this medicine pool was built, no matter how the water is churning, it just can't go beyond the boundaries of the medicine pool.

Zong Zhengke rose and fell in the pool water, still unconsciously drifting with the current. Fortunately, her pale face from spitting out three mouthfuls of blood slowly regained her ruddy color under the effect of the medicinal power.

Ying Fusu tried to observe, and found that her lips still seemed to be quivering slightly in unrecognizable amounts. She looked at her as if she was saying something, and he thought he might be wrong.

At this time, the array had expanded to the point where the entire medicine pool was enveloped, and the faces on the runes appeared and disappeared, and the facial features seemed to be slowly becoming clear.

Just as everyone's minds were gradually falling back, suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge roaring voice sounded from afar, shouting loudly: "Tianhuang Blood Contract, Youwu Clan!" Tianhuang blood contract, the sect is endless! ”

The sound was deafening, and it shook the ceremonial hall, as if it was in danger of collapsing. The gossip array diagram trembled suddenly, and everyone could see that the faces of the people in the array runes suddenly became clear. These people are all screaming with their mouths open!

"What's going on there?" Someone asked in disbelief, pointing in one direction.

Ying Fusu swept over from the corner of his eye, and saw that the center of one wall of this stone hall was slowly breaking. It seems, on the other side of the wall, something wants to get in.

Silently, the stone wall shattered into a rectangular opening. A painting, a scroll emitting a faint red light, actually flew into the main hall from the other side of the wall, hovering in mid-air.

In the portrait, an old man is draped in hair and feet, with a sackcloth belt and a firewood cane. The gaze is contemplative.

"Ancestors...... Ancestor ...... "Zong Zhengmou swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and also swallowed the unfinished words.

Ying Fusu's eyes flickered, and he reached out and pressed the chest pocket of his front heart hard. There, the spirit soldier he used to conceal his cultivation was trembling—a peculiar reaction when the spirit soldier met another spirit soldier.

So. The portrait of the Zongzheng family is really a supernatural thing that has been passed down for a long time!

Zong Zheng Wuzun was stunned, and he reacted at a speed that was not inferior to Ying Fusu, and couldn't help but be ecstatic. Spirit soldiers, this is spirit soldiers! He has his own spirit soldiers, but there are never too many spirit soldiers! What's more, this is still a portrait of an ancestor. It has been passed down for nearly 10,000 years!

He didn't say to anyone that it was also this time last year, when the portrait of the ancestor suddenly burst into a bright light, and then spewed out something from the ground. Those things, there are medicinal herbs that have long been extinct in the world, and there are also spirit animal bones that are only in legends, and so on.

It was precisely because of such a miracle that the Zongzheng clan was able to gather ten resources for bloodline awakening. Zongzheng Wuzun guessed that the portrait of the ancestor may be the ancient rumored small cave heaven and small blessed land! It is even possible that the portrait of the ancestor is not just a spirit soldier!

This is really an ancestral manifestation. For the benefit of future generations! Zongzheng Wuzun was overjoyed, as long as he could study the portrait of the ancestors thoroughly and master the cave heaven and blessed land inside, why couldn't he get the materials for blood awakening? He also hoped that there were other secrets hidden in the portraits of the ancestors, such as the method of immortality!

However, before Zongzheng Wuzun tried to take the portrait of the ancestor, the painting turned into a glimmer of light like a fish returning to the sea, and shot into the medicine pool. It was only frightened that Zongzheng Wuzun screamed.

He strode out, about to jump into the medicine pool. Ying Fusu's face turned grim and wanted to stop it. However, the array that shrouded the medicine pool shimmered like ripples. The sparkling waves make it difficult for Zongzheng Wuzun to move an inch. Ying Fusu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the steps he took forward were retracted without bounds.

Zongzheng Wuzun was blocked at the edge of the medicine pool, and only saw the portrait of the ancestor hovering in the array. In an instant, the light of the array converged, and the runes flickered wildly. The face spun rapidly. Immediately afterwards, the array disappeared without a trace, shattered into dots of light, and all of them disappeared into the portrait of the ancestors.

A long sigh sounded suddenly. Another sigh followed. From the portrait of the ancestor, one gray and white figure after another slowly floated out, standing in the air around the portrait of the ancestor.

These gray and white figures, men and women, young and old. Some people have a crown and a belt, some people wear cloth clothes and shoes, and some people have golden hairpin palace skirts. Their faces are beautiful and ugly, but their expressions are all indifferent.

In the hall, I don't know who broke his throat and howled bitterly: "The ancestors have appeared! ”

For a while, all the Zongzheng clansmen in the hall, including Zongzheng Wuzun, couldn't control their bodies, so they knelt on the ground and bowed to the ground. Ying Fusu retreated step by step, sweating like pulp, struggling to resist the powerful coercion coming from these gray and white figures.

He couldn't stand still, otherwise he would be like these clansmen of the Zongzheng clan, bowing to these ancestors of Zongzheng for an unknown number of generations. How could he do such a thing? The Ying family of the Great Qin Empire is also one of the heirs of the human emperor, and his position in front of the human throne is even higher than that of Zong Zhengzi!

Those gray and white figures didn't know what kind of existence they were, their eyes wandered, but Ying Fusu just felt that a terrifying qi that would collapse once it broke out, and it firmly locked on him. He didn't want to bow his head, so he could only retreat in front of this deadly qi.

The gray-white figure that floated out at the end was obviously a woman, with high temples and a beautiful dress, a noble temperament and a beautiful appearance. In the center of her eyebrows, a red lotus flower is shining, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

Ying Fusu's face froze, just because, unlike the gray and white figures in front of her, she floated out of the portrait of the ancestor, and those calm and waveless eyes stared straight at him.

The look in his eyes...... Straight called Yingfu Su Han's hair stood upright, although he was not hostile, but he didn't seem to have a good impression of him. His footsteps couldn't help but stop, and he didn't dare to make any more movements.

However, the woman only glanced at Ying Fusu, and her gaze quickly focused on Zong Zhengke, who was floating on his back on the surface of the medicine pool. Ying Fusu saw that the woman's eyes were gentle, and the corners of her mouth were full of a smile of satisfaction and satisfaction, and she slowly bowed her head.

"The way of heaven is ruthless, and my way has been broken. Fortunately, I have my bloodline, which has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is endless! This voice sounded in everyone's head, and it was a language that was very old, but it could make everyone who heard it understand the meaning.

When the words fell, with this woman as the leader, the rest of the gray and white figures followed, and they all turned into colorful gray and white points of light in the sky and entered Zong Zhengke's body. (To be continued.) )xh:.74.240.212