Chapter 2 Inheritance of Memory

"Qinghedge, are you surprised?"

Coming to Qinglei's side, Mo Ran pretended to be relaxed and asked with a smile.

Without a martial vein, Luo Hui immediately broke off relations with him.

He feared that the hedge would do the same.

"I can't figure it out, don't ask my uncle what he has is a heaven-level martial vein, why my brother doesn't even have a martial vein. ”

Qingli frowned, extremely regretful.

"I don't know. ”

Mo Ran shook his head slightly.

He actually had some speculation in his heart, and the bloodline of Tongshen might be related to his mother who had never met.

Only the father knows the answer.

Mo Ran decided to ask his father about it when he went back.

"Brother, even if you don't have a martial vein, I believe you can cultivate to become a supreme master!"

Qingli comforted softly.

Mo Ran's heart warmed.

He has no martial arts, and Qingli is not estranged from him.

Childhood sweetheart, the relationship is the same!

"Your Awakening Rank Martial Vein has been admitted by the Qianfang Academy in advance. ”

Mo Ran looked at Qingliang's beautiful face and quipped, "If I can become a top master, how strong should you be?"

"I declined the invitation of Qianfang Academy!"

Qingli bit her delicate lip and said.

"Why?"

Mo Ran was surprised.

"I don't want to be separated from you. ”

Qinglei's face was shy, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Wherever you go, I will go!"

Mo Ran looked at Qingh's beautiful face, his face full of shock.

Qianfang Academy, with the best teachers to teach.

Qingli is exceptionally admitted, and can enjoy the best cultivation treatment.

For his sake, Qinghedge can abandon these.

"I'm definitely going to Qianfang Academy!"

A smile appeared on Mo Ran's face, "Even if it's for you, I have to go!"

"I don't want to be scolded by someone pointing at my nose, saying that I am a waste, pestering you and delaying your future!"

Mo Ran said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"But ......"

The hedge wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't worry, Qianfang Academy recruits five hundred people every year, and in the combat strength assessment, as long as I am in the top five hundred, I can get in. ”

Mo Ran said with a smile.

"However, the minimum threshold for participating in the combat strength assessment is the triple physical realm!"

Qingli said cautiously.

She was worried that it would irritate Mo Ran.

Mo Ran has no martial arts, and his cultivation is still stuck in the double realm of the flesh body, and he is not even qualified to participate in the combat power assessment.

Not to mention going to the No. 1 ranked Qianfang University!

"I've figured it out, let's go to the Dreadnought Academy together!"

Qinghedge is empathetic.

"No way!"

Mo Ran shook his head decisively.

Fearless School is the penultimate university in Luoyan City.

Qing Fence did this, the sacrifice is too great!

Looking at Qingliang's beautiful face, Mo Ran felt that she was more beautiful than ever.

"If we don't, we'll have to separate. ”

Qing's eyes were red, and she wanted to cry.

"As long as I cultivate to the third level of the physical body realm and obtain the qualification to participate in the combat power assessment, isn't it okay?"

Mo Ran smiled and comforted.

"Tomorrow is the combat power assessment, you only have the second level of the physical body realm now, in one night, can you cultivate to the third level of the physical body realm?"

Qinglei's face was full of surprise.

"Yes!"

Mo Ran nodded firmly.

Overnight, it is almost impossible to ascend from the second level of the physical body realm to the third level of the physical body realm.

But for the sake of the hedge, he had to do it!

He will never allow himself to be a drag on the hedges!

After saying goodbye to Qinglei, Mo Ran quickly rushed home.

On the way back.

Seeing a few lilac weeds on the side of the road, Mo Ran's heart moved.

These few warm melting grasses may be of great help to his next cultivation.

Mo Ran easily pulled out these warm grass plants and put them in his arms.

He then quickened his pace and hurried home.

He has a lot of mysteries in his mind that he needs his father to solve.

For his mother, who has never met, Mo Ran has too many curiosities.

What is the origin of the mother?

My father was injured and my cultivation slipped, does it have anything to do with my mother?

Why did his father keep his mouth shut and never tell him?

Bang!

Mo Ran pushed open the courtyard door and rushed into his small courtyard like a whirlwind.

Mo Wen's face was vicissitudes, and he stood quietly in the courtyard with his body bent.

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Seeing Mo Ran coming in, Mo Wen immediately asked.

He looked even more eager than Mo Ran.

"What I awakened is the Divine Bloodline!"

Mo Ran looked at his father with a complicated expression.

"Good, good, good!"

Mo Wen's face showed a long-lost smile, and he said hello three times in a row.

He was covered in dark injuries, and under the excitement, his body was uncontrollable, and he began to tremble slightly.

"My Tongshen bloodline must be inherited from my mother's lineage!"

Mo Ran couldn't help but ask, "Where is my mother?" Is she still alive?"

"Your mother has instructed me not to reveal anything about her until you have cultivated to the Spirit Fetal Realm!"

"If you want to know, just practice hard!"

Don't ask to be concise and to the point, and don't want to say more.

"I'll try!"

Mo Ran nodded solemnly.

My father must have done this for his own good.

When the strength is reached, you will naturally know and have the ability to change!

"Now that you have awakened the bloodline of the gods, a big stone in my heart has landed. ”

Mo Wen looked at Mo Ran, his face full of relief, "I can finally leave with peace of mind and go to find a way to heal." ”

He was covered in bruises.

In order to raise Mo Ran to adulthood, he endured for sixteen years!

Now, he can finally leave with peace of mind!

"I'll go with you!"

Mo Ran blurted out.

He was deeply afraid that his father would never return, and even his only father would be lost.

"No way!"

Mo Wen looked serious, "My injuries are difficult to heal and may not be able to recover at all. I'm going to some dangerous places, looking for opportunities, maybe I'll be buried in them, and if you follow me, you will only become a drag. ”

Mo Ran's face darkened.

He hated himself, his strength was too weak!

Can't help my father!

"I'm leaving!"

Mo Wen turned around and walked out.

"Daddy, wait a minute!"

Seeing that Mo Wen was about to walk out of the small courtyard, Mo Ran suddenly remembered something and hurriedly shouted.

"What else?"

Mo Wen turned around.

"In my mind, I have a lot of ancestral inheritance memories, I just searched for memories and found a place called the Black Brake Sea, where there is a small island with a hidden medicine garden in it!"

A smile appeared on Mo Ran's face, "There is an ancestor who laid a powerful prohibition there and planted a lot of elixirs in it, so long years have passed, maybe there are 10,000-year elixirs in them, which should be able to heal your injuries!"

"Black Brake Sea, that's the place of great evil!"

Mo Wen's face was surprised, "I didn't expect there to be such a secret!"

"Dad, wait a minute!"

Mo Ran ran into the house as he spoke.

Soon, he came out with a white vial.

Mo Ran bit his finger and dripped more than a dozen drops of blood into the white vial.

"The prohibition on that island can only be opened by the blood of people who have the blood of the gods. ”

Mo Ran sealed the mouth of the bottle, then handed the white vial to his father, and said with a smile, "Now, the elixir in that medicine garden is all yours!"

Mo Wen took the white vial with a smile on his face.

He's expected to be back at the top!

What makes him even happier is that he knows that his son will definitely achieve great things in the future!

"You have a divine bloodline, and you must not let anyone else know!"

Mo Wen restrained his smile and solemnly admonished, "Once it is known by outsiders, it will bring you endless disasters!"

Mo Ran nodded vigorously.

"Cultivate well!"

Mo Wen looked at Mo Ran, with reluctance in his eyes, and then resolutely turned around.

This time it's really gone.

"I will!"

Mo Ran looked at his father's back and nodded fiercely.

His father was beaten up and bruised, and in order to raise him, he endured in silence for 16 years.

This revenge must be avenged!

Avenge your father!

Get your mother back!

This requires extremely strong strength!