The power of the bloodline comes from its own ancestors, in the ancient period, but all those who open their minds and enlighten the spirit have their own ethnic groups, standing in the world, and there are thousands of types.

The more powerful the ancestor, the stronger the power passed on to future generations, but in the long river of time, the blood power of most people has been washed away.

To this day, there are very few creatures that still have fragments of ancestral bloodline, and there are fewer and fewer from generation to generation. Therefore, nature has become a rare resource that the major mountain gates are vying to obtain, otherwise the inheritance will be broken and it will only disappear from the world sooner or later.

In ancient times, those who possessed bloodlines were able to awaken their power by capturing fragments of order between heaven and earth, but with the sleep of the world's will and the thinning of bloodlines, later, they needed to be opened with the stimulation and guidance of various heavenly and earthly treasures.

Xiang Baicao is an example of eating blood berries and awakening with the help of the energy of the spiritual root, of course, provided that his own bloodline fragments have not completely disappeared.

"Xiaotian, Aunt Xiang." Ji Feng turned his head to look at the two of them: "Although Uncle Xiang only awakened his bloodline after eating blood berries, it shows that his blood has the power fragments left by the ancestors. ”

"As the same clan, I think you should also be able to unlock the power of the bloodline, if it's convenient, can you let me test it briefly?"

Hearing this, Xiang Bing felt a burst of excitement in his heart, and at the same time he was apprehensive and nervous, afraid that he would not have that opportunity.

If he could have the strength, he would not be as passive as he is today, and his son would not be inexplicably unconscious.

"Yes, I do." Xiang Bing simply agreed.

"I'm fine." Zheng Xiaotian has the same idea as Xiang Bing, and he also urgently needs to become strong.

"Okay."

Ji Feng's fingers moved, and a crimson cobblestone appeared in his hand, the size of an egg, warm and smooth, with small black dots dotted on the surface.

"The test is very simple, you just need to prick your finger and drip blood on this spirit stone." As he spoke, he handed the spirit summoning stone to Xiang Bing: "Aunt Xiang, you come first." ”

Ji Feng thought that Xiang Bing and Xiang Baicao were brother and sister, and the chance of having bloodline fragments was much greater, so he planned to test her first.

"Okay." Xiang Bing lowered his heart, gritted his teeth and bit his fingers, and squeezed out a drop of blood with pain.

呲~

The moment this drop of blood touched the spirit summoning stone, countless black silk threads that were like smoke quickly rose from the black dots on the surface of the stone, rushing into the blood and scurrying.

Gradually, the black silk threads emitted a faint cyan glow.

Ji Feng's eyes were delighted, and he said in a low voice: "It's actually a three-grade bloodline." ”

Later, the blood was devoured and consumed, and the threads were swaying up and down with their heads held high, as if they hadn't drunk enough and wanted more.

"Aunt Xiang, the power of your bloodline is amazing, it is actually cyan, although it is a little dim, but it is indeed a cyan third grade." Ji Feng put away the spirit summoning stone and said happily.

"So, is it good or bad?" Although Xiang Bing knew that he should have passed the test by looking at Ji Feng's expression, he still wanted to confirm it.

"The power of the bloodline is divided into five grades according to the color of the test, 'red, yellow, cyan, purple, and black', and Aunt Xiang, yours is a three-grade cyan." Ji Feng patiently explained.

"Oh, that's neither good nor bad." Xiang Bing was a little disappointed and muttered to himself in a low voice.

When Ji Feng heard this, he snorted happily and said with a smile: "Aunt Xiang, the third grade is really powerful, only a few hundred of the tens of thousands of disciples of our Sword Sect have reached the third grade, and the second grade is purple and the first grade is black, they are all ruthless people who can create a sect, not to mention other continents, there are only a dozen people in the Dongshan Continent who can know!" ”

"Yes, Auntie, I was happy for a while when I measured the yellow four-pin." Yan Lin saw that Xiang Bing was still disgusted with his test results, and couldn't help but interject: "If you go back with us, those elders won't be rushing to ask for it." ”

"Hehe, there might be a fight." Ji Feng couldn't help but smile when he thought of the group of old men and women on the mountain.

"Come, little heaven." Ji Feng walked up to Zheng Xiaotian, squatted down, his face full of expectation, hoping that Zheng Xiaotian could also give him a surprise, after all, it was the inheritance of the Sanpin bloodline.

"Hmm." Zheng Xiaotian agreed, and happily stretched out his hand to drop his blood.

Just like Xiang Bing's situation, a lot of black silk threads flew out of the spirit summoning stone in an instant, but the number was constantly increasing. Gradually, the entire stone was submerged in a writhing filamentous black mist, and the spirit silk in the spirit summoning stone almost poured out, which was very spectacular.

Ji Feng and Yan Lin's eyes widened, and an inexplicable sense of tension rose in their hearts, looking forward to it, they had never seen such a situation.

Hiss!

However, these large numbers of spiritual silk did not come for Zheng Xiaotian's blood.

I saw that after they drilled out of the surface of the spirit summoning stone, they continued to walk towards the outer void, obviously not wanting to touch the blood, and began to struggle and writhe, one by one, if they couldn't open the spirit stone, they would have scattered in all directions.

The spirit stone now looked like a bald sea urchin, because in the circular position of Zheng Xiaotian's blood dripping at the top, there was not a single spirit silk, and all of them were avoided and bare.

Everyone was dumbfounded, is this disgusted?

Zheng Xiaotian was also very depressed, looking at this situation, his face was bitter, obviously his mother's test results were so mysterious by what they said, but when he came to his own place, he was afraid to avoid it, it was difficult for him to be a child who picked it up?

"Uh, that, oh my God." Ji Feng hurriedly put away the Spirit Summoning Stone, and said embarrassedly: "The scrapping rate of the Spirit Summoning Stone is also very high, this piece may be because it appeared in the space of the New Dongshan Continent for the first time, and it is a little unsuitable, don't care." ”

In fact, Ji Feng is also very strange, this is a manifestation of waste blood, obviously the mother's bloodline power is cyan three-grade, no matter how bad the son with direct inheritance is, at least there is a red five-grade bloodline, the spirit silk of the spirit stone is so disgusted that he is unwilling to approach, this should go beyond waste blood, but 'dead blood'!

"Lingsi doesn't want to mess with it, this is waste blood, and she still resists so much! Obviously, such an excellent bloodline seems to be a fault. Yan Lin was extremely sorry, if he could discover a few more third-grade bloodlines, it would be a rare and great impetus for the development of the Sword Gate.

"You talk a lot!" Ji Feng shouted in a low voice.

He didn't know how strong Zheng Xiaotian's psychological endurance was, the whole family could awaken the bloodline, just an ordinary person, anyone would be uncomfortable.

Yan Lin's neck shrank, knowing that he was talking too much, so he quickly stopped.

"Little God!" Xiang Bing hurriedly hugged his son in distress.

Xiang Baicao also walked over and patted his nephew's shoulder to comfort him.

"I'm fine, look at your sad faces, isn't it just that you haven't inherited the special functions of your ancestors." Zheng Xiaotian cleaned up his emotions and comforted everyone: "So what, haven't I lived like this for 20 years, and it will be even more fine in the future, with my uncle and mother covering, that day will be more comfortable!" Hey, hey, hey! ”

Zheng Xiaotian is also a mortal, he can't be exempt from vulgarity, who doesn't want to have the power to surpass ordinary people?

But fortunately, his only two relatives in the world will become stronger and will not be bullied, Zheng Xiaotian is still very satisfied.

"Silly boy."

Xiang Bing saw his son so relieved, but he was even more uncomfortable, Zheng Xiaotian has been strong since he was a child, how can he be fine? He didn't want everyone to worry, so he just said it on purpose.

"Xiaotian, you can see it like this, that's a good thing, don't think nonsense, even ordinary people can create extraordinary things." Ji Feng also comforted sincerely.

However, in the scene just now, everyone only saw that Lingsi was unwilling to contact Zheng Xiaotian's blood, thinking that it was waste blood and was disliked.

In fact, if you look closely, you will find that those spiritual threads are not disgust, but fear!