In the depths of the Oriental home, in a vast and silent plain, there is a lonely attic.

This attic is about 50 zhang long and wide in a square shape. The height is only more than ten zhang, and it looks like there is nothing out of the ordinary. But within a radius of dozens of miles, there is not a single superfluous building, only its existence.

In the four corners of the attic, each hangs a purple wind chime, which will make a pleasant ringing when the wind blows and the wind chimes collide.

This seemingly ordinary attic is the family stronghold of the Oriental family, the Temple of the Divine Seal.

The Divine Seal Hall has a radius of dozens of miles, the aura is completely sealed, and there is also a strong forbidden air prohibition, so if you want to get close to this hall, even if you are a monk of the Divine Journey Realm, you can only rely on a pair of legs to move forward.

At this moment, a handsome young man in his twenties, dressed in a black robe with long hair scattered over his shoulders, walked from a distance with his hands behind his back, as if he was taking a leisurely walk.

Walking all the way, Dongfang Mo still couldn't hide his excitement in his heart, especially when he saw the lonely attic in the distance.

Dongfang Shangxiang and Dongfang Haoran, although they both followed him here, but the two stopped dozens of miles away in this area.

The Divine Seal Temple is a family powerhouse, and most of the ordinary young clans only have one chance to set foot in their lives, and that is when the clan seal is ignited. The two had apparently lit the clan seal, and were not qualified to come here now.

It is worth mentioning that in order to ignite the clan seal of the Dongfang family, the cultivation must at least transform into the infant realm, because only then can the potential in their bodies be stimulated. If you want to try to ignite the clan seal in the Ning Dan Realm or during the foundation building period, there is a risk of exploding and dying at any time.

It didn't take long for Dongfang Mo to finally come to this temple of the divine seal that didn't even have a door plaque.

When he arrived, he looked up and looked closely. But there was no movement except for the clanging sound of wind chimes colliding.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly reached out and pushed open the slightly worn wooden door.

It was a somewhat dimly lit environment, but it wasn't much of a shadow to him. He glanced around with his eyes shining, and found that the Cheng set in the attic was a little surprising.

Eighteen stone pillars with a height of three zhang stand in a circle.

These stone pillars are pitch black, and the surface is engraved with extremely complex spiritual patterns, even if the monk looks at it, he will have a sense of dazzle, and after looking at it for a long time, it will make people inexplicably surge in qi and blood.

Dongfang Mo glanced at it and withdrew his gaze in surprise.

And in the middle of these eighteen stone pillars, there is a circular area inscribed with the same intricate spiritual patterns. But the difference is that on this circular area the size of a zhang, the spiritual patterns are combined, like outlining a drop of blood.

What's even more peculiar is that above the eighteen stone pillars and the blood pattern on the ground, a palm-sized candle flame floats in the air, wandering aimlessly, and there are hundreds of candles under the count. It is these hundreds of candles that illuminate the entire attic.

"Come in."

Just as Dongfang Mo was looking at the scene in the attic, an ethereal, slightly old voice came out of the attic.

Dongfang Mo knew that in the Divine Seal Temple, there was an elder of the Dongfang family stationed all the year round, who was responsible for the matter of igniting the clan seal of the major young clans.

Hearing this, he didn't hesitate, raised his steps and stepped in.

As he entered the attic, the two dilapidated wooden doors behind him creaked shut.

"Go, sit cross-legged in the middle." Then the voice rang out again.

As soon as Dongfang Mo's mind turned, he sat down on the blood drop pattern in the middle according to the instructions of the person in the dark.

Although the Divine Seal Hall looked ordinary, his divine sense could not even probe an inch in the hall.

He was interested in the elder stationed here, so he spread out his ears and powers to find his whereabouts. But then he was shocked to find that his proud ear power was unable to capture the specific location of the elder.

It seems that either that elder has cultivated to the heavens, and the means are not something that can be discovered with his current strength. Either that, there is a formation covering up here, which greatly reduces the effectiveness of his ear power.

"Now unload all the mana in your body, remember, I'm talking about everything, not a single thing."

Just as he was amazed, the ethereal voice continued to come from the dark.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo frowned.

Mana is a prerequisite for a monk to activate his magic, even if it is compared to the origin of the body. If Dongfang Mo wants to unload the mana in his body, it means that he will not be able to activate any spells. Don't say it's him, anyone else will hesitate to do this kind of thing.

"Do as I say."

But as he hesitated, the ethereal voice suddenly became sharp, as if his actions had upset the speaker.

Dongfang Mo's expression twitched, but in the end, he still made a decision, and then his body shook.

At the same time, I saw that he was up and down, and from all pores, a milky white gas came out.

These gases were thick and surging, and they spread in all directions with him as the center.

And these are all the rich mana stored in his Yuan Ying and dantian.

The whole process lasted a full quarter of an hour, and it was only after seeing the milky white gas that came out of his body thin and finally disappeared completely.

"Whew!"

Dongfang Mo let out a long breath, he couldn't remember the last time there was no mana in his body, when was it.

Because of the special nature of the Divine Seal Temple, this place is within a radius of dozens of miles, and there is no trace of aura, so after he unloads the mana of his body, there is no supply, and he can only rely on the power of his body to support his body at this time.

"What should the juniors do now?" Dongfang Mo looked around, only to hear him ask.

"Don't do anything." The ethereal voice chuckled.

"Don't do anything?" Dongfang Mo was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the elder said in secret.

And just when he was puzzled, suddenly his face changed.

He noticed that the blood-like pattern under his body was faintly lit up. At the same time, the eighteen stone pillars around him are also white light.

"Whew...... Shout...... Whew......"

On the eighteen stone pillars, each of them shot out a white pillar of light, shining on his body.

"Hmm!"

In just this moment, Dongfang Mo felt that his body couldn't even move for a minute, and then a strong squeeze spread all over his body, as if he wanted to compress and shrink his body.

Over time, this squeezing force grows stronger.

It was only more than ten breaths, and under this squeezing force, even with Dongfang Mo's body, it became a little difficult, making his teeth clench.

When Dongfang Mo continued to insist on more than ten breaths, his face began to turn red, and the green tendons on his neck faintly appeared.

At this time, if he looked up, he would see a blurry black shadow sitting in the air above his head in the bright white light, watching his every move.

Dongfang Mo insisted on breathing for more than ten breaths again, the beads of sweat on his forehead were like rain, and his body began to tremble.

In his opinion, this kind of squeezing force was not at all something that the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator could withstand. That is, he has cultivated the Extreme Determination in order to persist until now.

"Drink!"

But it was only a moment of exercise, Dongfang Mo still couldn't bear the pain that almost squeezed his body, and raised his head and let out a low roar.

Strangely, with this low roar, he suddenly noticed that the squeezing around him suddenly disappeared, leaving him without any pressure.

If you look closely, those white lights are like living creatures, and they all burrow into his body. And it traveled along his veins and the eight veins of the Qi meridian, and finally converged at the center of his eyebrows.

The next moment, the white light in his eyebrows rose sharply, as if a rune was condensing.

At the same time, the blood-shaped pattern beneath him swirled, and streams of liquid-like aura emerged from the ground.

With the gushing of these spiritual qi, Dongfang Mo's empty mana was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that at this time, his eyes were closed, and he didn't care about what was going on around him.

He could feel that something was brewing in the center of his eyebrows, not to mention that the "thing" that was about to take shape was the so-called family seal.

However, just as the clan seal in the center of his eyebrows was about to be fully revealed, a creepy feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, and his heart tightened.

The colleague's withered lotus, which had not moved for hundreds of years in his dantian, trembled without warning.

Then, the silent blood in Dongfang Mo's body became boiling, rolling and flowing in the veins, making a gurgling sound.

"Huh!"

Dongfang Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and a sense of anger arose in his heart.

In just an instant, the power of the blood veins in his body burst out. The aura under his body was sucked by him like a whirlwind and clouds.

He could feel that perhaps the condensation of the rune in the center of his eyebrows would bring him some unexpected benefit. But for some reason, he didn't want to do it now, and there was an inexplicable hostility towards the runes in his heart for the eyebrows.

"Humph!"

I only heard him snort coldly, and then the qi and blood in his body surged, and the white light that the rune lit up suddenly turned into blood, and then the blood light gradually converged, and the rune in the center of the eyebrows gradually dimmed and disappeared

"You ......"

Seeing this scene happen, the tone of the black shadow sitting cross-legged in the air was full of horror, and it seemed that even he didn't know why this scene happened.

The process of igniting the family seal of Dongfang ink is extremely smooth, and it can even be described in four words. This shows that he has good qualifications and unlimited potential in his body, and he is a rare good seedling.

However, just as the runes were about to take shape, they suddenly dimmed, and he had never even heard of them in all these years, let alone seen them.

As for whether Dongfang Mo took the initiative to stop this scene, he didn't think about it in this regard.

Because as long as the rune is about to take shape, no one can stop it, including him and the person who ignited the clan seal.

But though he was horrified, he only spat out a single word, and then said no more.

With Dongfang Mo's movements, the eighteen stone pillars and the white light emitted by the blood droplet pattern under him also slowly extinguished.

In a matter of moments, the entire attic was silent.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The only thing that could be heard was Dongfang Mo's slightly heavy breathing.

"Dongfang Mo, the son of the clan, ignite the clan seal, fail!"

After a long time, the eleven words resounded clearly in the Divine Seal Temple.