Qin family, Qin Hao rushed quickly, rushed to the metamorphosis pool, he looked up at the sky, and the pace on his feet sped up a few points.

When they arrived, Qin Feng, Qin Ye and the others had all arrived, and since this was only five people receiving the baptism of ancestral qi, there would be no more fighting, so how many disciples came to visit.

"Hurry up, you're the slowest. Qin Ye glared at Qin Hao impatiently.

"I'm sorry uncle, I've been delayed. Qin Hao said apologetically, and then walked into the team quickly, he glanced at Qin Xin, only to see that Qin Xin's expression was calm and composed, and there was nothing abnormal.

Feeling that Qin Hao was watching him, Qin Xin glanced at him calmly and then turned to the side, not saying a word. Qin Hao retracted his gaze and focused his gaze behind Qin Ye.

Behind him was a cloud of mist, the mist was slightly circulating, although it was not real, but the wisps of breath that overflowed from it were all the spirits of everyone present, there was no doubt that under the mist, it was the marrow washing metamorphosis pool.

"I'll open the Pool Seal later, remembering that you can only stay in it for a maximum of twelve hours, and it's up to you how much you can create in it. ”

After that, Qin Ye glanced at the sky, and then pinched the seal with his hand, and let out a low sigh, there were strange fluctuations in his hand, he held his hand, as if he had grasped something transparent, and with a wave of his hand, a brilliant golden light was thrown out.

The golden light fell into the mist, and in an instant, the mist flowed and slowly dispersed, revealing its true face.

It was a small pond, the surface of the pond seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and wisps of ancestral qi visible to the naked eye rose up, hovering above the surface of the pond.

The fog is hazy, under the sun, the water surface is like a piece of connected colorful glass tiles, thick gold and light white on the water surface reflect each other, as if splashing the gorgeous lights, everything is like a beautiful illusion.

Qin Ye took the lead and bowed deeply towards the ancestral qi that was spreading out of the pool water unhurriedly.

Ancestral qi, the root of the clan, it is a collection of countless Qin family ancestors for thousands of years when they died and condensed a touch of obsession.

Obsession turns into ancestral qi, and all disciples of the Qin family refine ancestral qi, which means that they must inherit their obsession, protect the prosperity of the Qin family, and the prosperity of the world!

After the big ceremony, Qin Ye turned his head to look at Qin Hao and the five of them, "You can go down, remember, you can only stay for twelve hours at most, and after twelve hours, the transformation pool will be closed." ”

"Yes, disciple remember. The five nodded in agreement, and then jumped into the metamorphosis pool.

As soon as he got out of the pool, Qin Hao felt a cool sense of comfort, surging from all directions, his muscles that were a little sore due to excessive cultivation in the morning actually recovered in an instant, and the full strength returned to his body, and his four bodies were full of Tai and his whole body was comfortable.

"Is this the ancestral qi?" Qin Hao was intoxicated in this wonderful realm, he had just entered the pool, and he had such an effect, it seemed that what they said about this marrow washing and metamorphosis pool can be reborn, wash the marrow and expand the pulse, it is really worthy of the name.

Throwing away distracting thoughts, he immediately sealed the seal in his hand, his heart turned to the sky, he closed his eyes and cultivated, and the ancestral qi slowly rose from the surface of the pool between his slow and long breaths, and finally poured into his body along the long breath of Qin Hao's long whale absorbing water.

The ancestral qi poured into the body, and the pores of Qin Hao's whole body opened, greedily absorbing this mellow energy, and hundreds of millions of cells were cheering for it, like nectar after a long drought.

"Not enough. ”

He whispered, changed his handprints again, and quietly removed the black rune that was bound to the Gang Qi, and the Gang Qi flowed faster, and in an instant, a fierce suction force slowly poured out of his body.

The suction drives more strands of ancestral qi along the pores of the skin and slips into the body, warming the muscles and veins and washing the bones.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, his eyes were slightly condensed, his eyes opened slightly, and in the afterglow, he saw a figure sneakily moving to the other side of the metamorphosis pool, and after looking around and seeing that no one noticed him, he took a deep breath and quietly dived to the bottom of the pool.

"I know you're tired. ”

Qin Hao smiled in his heart, although his mind was now immersed in the wonderful realm of this ancestral qi baptism, there was always a wisp of attention on Qin Xin, seeing Qin Xin's movements, he did not hesitate to withdraw from the cultivation state at the moment, and followed Qin Xin's front and back feet into the bottom of the pool.

After about half an hour, a black fog hit in front of him, and Qin Hao's eyes were dark, and he couldn't tell the direction.

When I came out of the black fog, I felt my body loosen, the pressure on my body faded like a tide, my nose inhaled, I inhaled a large breath of air, my legs shook, and I stepped on the ground.

He looked around, revealing a sense of shock: a dark cemetery, quietly reflected in sight, because under the water, the sunlight did not fully shine in, so the light was a little dim, making the cemetery a layer of gloomy, a little more treacherous.

The cemetery is not big, but it is extremely solemn, the stone tablet at the top shows the magnificent atmosphere, the tombstone nine palace gossip is arranged, the tablet is heavy, and there is a trace of simple and desolate atmosphere. Ancient and vicissitudes, as if through the years

Looking up, I saw that there was a transparent barrier on it, and it was the barrier that separated the cemetery from the pond.

This cemetery is buried with the ancestors of the Qin family, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the life gate of the Qin family, Qin Hao bowed to the cemetery reverently, and stepped into it carefully.

There was silence all around, the cold temperature was swirling, in the cemetery, there were many huge black stone pillars with more than ten zhang in size, and there were many strange runes engraved on the stone pillars, Qin Hao reached out and touched it, and the biting chill went straight into his skin.

The dead atmosphere, coupled with the cold atmosphere, made Qin Hao a little inexplicably impatient.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound not far ahead, Qin Hao hurriedly held his breath, restrained his breath, and cautiously walked towards the place where the sound came from.

The voice came out behind a certain stone tablet, Qin Hao dodged and hid in front of a stone tablet opposite the tablet, bowed to it, and after silently reciting a sentence of offense, he stuck it behind the stone tablet and looked at the place where the voice came from.

I saw Qin Xin's figure standing sneakily in front of the stone stele, groping up and down for something, and stopped when he touched somewhere.

Withdrawing his hand, he bit his fingertips, blood flowed down the wound, he hummed the mantra in his mouth, and his fingers quickly clicked on the stone tablet, leaving bright red fingerprints.

After pointing out seventy-seven and forty-nine fingerprints in a row, he grabbed the edge of the stele with both hands, and let out a low shout, his palms suddenly exerted force, and the green tendons on his neck were exposed.

The stone tablet was also slowly lifted under this force, and the sound of friction in contact with the ground was particularly harsh in this dead space.

"Bell"

The stele was completely pulled out, and suddenly a cold and cold air swept in, and the cold air swept directly into the soul, so cold that Qin Hao's teeth fought, and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound.

Qin Xin put the stele aside, sat down and gasped for breath, and after a short rest, he stretched out his head to look at the sunken ground.

In the hollow of the ground, there was a palm-sized box, the box was dark red with dark lines, and it was firmly bound by four pitch-black chains, which looked extremely heavy.

Qin Xin took a deep breath, walked to the side of the box, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood in his hand, raised his hand, the qi in his hand fluctuated, and his fingers were like blades, swinging down towards the chain.

As soon as his hand touched the chain, Qin Xin snorted, his face was pale, the chain did not move at all, and a cold aura rushed into Qin Xin's body, wreaking havoc in his body.

Qin Xin frowned, pinched the seal in his hand, quickly forced out the cold qi, and then took out a pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, raised his palm, and then increased his strength, slashing downward.

"Click," and the chains finally shattered with an overwhelming sound.

Seeing that the chain was cut off, Qin Xin breathed a sigh of relief, took out the box, moved the stele to its original place, and left reflexively.

"Do it?" Qin Hao's eyes flickered, the box knew that it was extraordinary at a glance, and there would be nothing good if it fell into Qin Cangyue's hands,"

But then he shook his head slightly, put away the idea of wanting to grab it, he was weak now, or wait for Qin Lin to get out of the customs, and let him make a decision.

When Qin Xin left the cemetery and completely disappeared from sight, Qin Hao slowly walked out, came to the location where Qin Xin was, and carefully looked at the stone tablet.

The stele is slightly different from other steles, it is shorter, and this stele is a wordless stele!