58. Eighteen generations of ancestors

After watching the "documentary", Mo Xin felt cold in his heart, what does this mean? ? Dead Domain?? No Reiki?? So what is this bell for? There is no aura to do things! What do you want to do??

Seeing that Mo Xin had woken up, Xiao Tong bowed and said: "The seventeenth generation young master, I have completed the master's last order, and now it will be completely dissipated, I hope you can cultivate well and return to the Xuanhuo Spirit Domain to avenge your master." ”

Mo Xin looked at him speechlessly: "There is no aura in this continent, if you cultivate a hair, what ...... you want to take revenge?"

Xiao Tong raised his head slightly: "It was true that there was no before, but two hundred years ago, I sensed that this Spirit Hidden Death Domain began to slowly recover its aura, although I don't know why." Although the aura of this continent is very thin now, you can still cultivate, young master. "Although she knew that with Mo Xin's mortal spiritual root and this thin aura that could no longer be thin, even if she cultivated for a lifetime, she might not be able to break through the foundation, let alone return to the Xuanhuo Spirit Domain to take revenge.

Without waiting for Mo Xin to be surprised, Xiao Tong took out a ball of white light and a jade wrench and said with a little sadness: "This is the little cultivation left by the master, I will penetrate the meridians for the young master in a while, and I can probably open up six meridians to reach the sixth layer of the refining body, and then the young master will need to cultivate on his own." This wrench is a spatial magic weapon before the master's death, and now there is no mark, and the young master only needs to complete the bloodline mark to use it. After speaking, he put the wrench into Mo Xin's hand.

Mo Xin looked at the jade wrench in the palm of his hand, blinked his eyes, and wondered, "What bloodline mark?" ”

"The master has set up a bloodline circle on it, and if it weren't for the bloodline descendants, this wrench would have exploded and destroyed. The seventeenth generation of young masters and others only need to drop blood to confirm. The boy answered seriously.

Mo Xin nodded: "That's it, seventeen generations, hey, so your master is the eighteenth generation ancestor?" ”

The corner of the child's eyes twitched involuntarily, and he corrected: "No, it's the seventeenth generation." ”

"Although I can't count well, you can't lie to me!" Mo Xin pouted.

Xiao Tong looked at her and said with a dark face: "I didn't lie to you, the sixteenth generation young master Mo Xiaoqi was devoured by the Spirit Devouring Qi, so you are the seventeenth generation." ”

"Ha ?!!" Mo Xin looked at Xiao Tong in shock, and then asked, "You said she was killed by the Spirit Devourer?" Isn't it poisoning? ”

"It's also poisonous, the spirit devouring qi was contaminated when I crossed the demon sea, and when I perceived the bloodline of the spiritual root, I would wake up, and in so many years, the first time I woke up was because of the sixteenth generation. But the body was seriously damaged, so I didn't find that the spirit devouring qi was still left at that time, so the sixteenth generation was contaminated, and it was I who harmed her......" After speaking, the little boy was a little sentimental and blamed himself.

Mo Xin was speechless, the terrible soul poison of feelings is like this, wait! "Then I'm not going to get contaminated too, am I?!"

Xiao Tong pouted: "No, there is no more Soul Devouring Qi, and besides, I will not make such a mistake again." Seventeenth generation, you can rest assured. ”

That's good, scare the baby to death!

Mo Xin let go of the heart he mentioned, and suddenly said in surprise: "Huh! Then you know me?? ”

Xiao Tong raised his eyes and glanced at her, and nodded: "I know your situation, I haven't fallen asleep since I woke up, so I can sense that now my spirit body can no longer support it...... After observing you for these days, your character and heart are enough to meet the standards of the inner disciples of the Xuanyin Pavilion, and the physical body you have used for sixteen generations can be regarded as the master's bloodline. ”

Mo Xin nodded clearly, pondered for a moment, and said to Xiao Tong Zhengse: "Okay, then I'll be the seventeenth generation." I can promise you that when I can beat that Ben Lei Yu, I will go and help your master avenge it. Although I am a salted fish, I will not go back on what I promised. ”

The child's eyes lit up, he smiled slightly, and two dimples appeared on his round face: "Thank you." ”

Immediately, the light on his little hand waved, drowning Mo Xin, and Mo Xin lost consciousness after the light flashed in front of his eyes.

The light cluster slowly became lighter and fainter, and the child's body slowly dissipated, and Mo Xin was still standing in front of the wooden basin where the bell was washing at the moment, with a faint light flickering on his body, and gray mist and some black water droplets gradually appeared in his pores.