Although the disciples of Tianyi Sect were belligerent, they were too weak, and after Mo Suifeng solved a few disciples who blocked the way again, he came to Du Tianfeng, in front of the Great Hall of Tianyi. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the main peak of Tianmu Mountain, Dutian Peak is about 1,000 zhang high, surrounded by thick clouds and mist, through the gaps of white clouds, sometimes you can see a neat piece of medicine field, dense, lush. It is far away from the noise of the world, the birdsong is quiet, the population is rare, and the cranes and rare beasts can be seen everywhere, just like a fairyland on earth.

This fairyland-like environment made Mo Suifeng very uncomfortable, and he wondered in his heart, "Tianyimen, a great martial arts sect, known as thousands of disciples, although the top of this Tianfeng is also quite open, but there are few personnel, and it doesn't look like there are many people at all." Besides, people who practice martial arts can't fly, so why do they climb so high when they have nothing to do, and the next trip is time-consuming and labor-intensive, isn't it too hard?"

Mo Suifeng was worried about Tianyimen, and suddenly a voice came.

"But Senior Brother Zhong has arrived?" At the head of the bluestone road, a man in a strong suit asked loudly, this person stood in the wind, his skin was like bronze, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he was not angry and arrogant.

"It's Zhong!" Mo replied loudly with the wind.

"Senior Brother Zhong has worked hard all the way, the head of the family and all the lords, you are waiting for you in the main hall, please come with so!" The man in the strong suit didn't talk nonsense, turned around and led the way in front, and directly led the three of them to the gate of the quaint and magnificent Tianyi Hall.

Tianyi Hall is magnificent, spectacular but not luxurious, the plaque above the temple door is big two gold lacquer characters--- Tianyi, Tianyi's son charm flows, natural harmony but imposing, obviously from the hands of masters. The man in the suit said to wait a while, and then went in to ask for instructions.

Not long after, two young boys dressed in black clothes came out with the men in strong suits.

One of the boys bowed to Mo and saluted, "Young master, the little boy Ouyang asked, the head of the sect invites you to enter the hall to reply, and your subordinates enter the side hall to rest." ”

Mo Suifeng arched his hand and said, "There is Lao Xiantong!"

"Fairy child?" Xuanyi Xiaotong's face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't be kidding, young master, I'm just a child, not a fairy child, a fairy child or something, but I can torture the boy." Please come in with me!"

"Just to be polite, is it necessary to be so serious?" Mo Suifeng was very surprised, thinking secretly.

The little boy led the way in front, and his heart was happy, and his favorability towards Mo Suifeng increased dramatically. Under the leadership of the little boy, Mo followed the wind to the main hall.

Looking up, there are three men and one woman sitting in the main hall, sitting in the middle is a middle-aged man, looking like he is in his forties, his face is like a crown of jade, the heavenly court is full, and his face is full of aura on his body, which is grand and magnificent. His appearance was somewhat similar to Ouyang Muge, and he was looking at Mo Suifeng with a smile.

Sitting alone on the left-hand side is Mo Suifeng's grandfather--- Ouyang Muge. Although Ouyang Muge sat down, his face was full of joy, and he had a happy expression.

On the other side sat an old man and a beautiful woman. The old man was dressed in gray, with a thin face, gray hair, bright eyes, and eyes like electricity, and he should also be a master.

The beautiful woman only looked at her face, but she couldn't tell the specific age, an apricot face with a little powder makeup, dignified and noble, and a plain gauze looked very clean and refined, and between her eyebrows and eyes, she was quite similar to the woman in white who visited two days ago.

The first to speak was Ouyang Muge, he got up and greeted him with a smile, took Mo Suifeng's hand, and said with a smile: "Jie'er, this is your maternal great-ancestor, Ouyang Zhenyi, come and see you!"

"Outside...... Maternal great-ancestor?" Mo Suifeng couldn't help but be surprised, he thought that the man with a similar face to Ouyang Muge was Ouyang Muge's illegitimate son or something, but he didn't expect it to be Ouyang Muge's father, this ...... This is really the size of the world, when the son looks more than Lao Tzu, more than a lifetime older.

Although Mo Suifeng had doubts, he still stepped forward very well-behaved to salute, and he was generous, without the slightest twist and unnaturalness.

Mo made a big salute with the wind, and said, "Great-great-ancestor is good!"

Ouyang Zhen saw that Mo Suifeng was talking and behaving, neither humble nor arrogant, and unpretentious, he immediately stroked his palms and laughed, very happy. He floated in front of Mo Suifeng and stretched out his hand to help Mo Suifeng up. After looking Mo Suifeng up and down a few times, he suddenly said solemnly: "Jie'er, don't worry, the people who dare to kill my Ouyang family will not be able to atone for their sins, although they will be punished far away, the old man will definitely avenge my poor granddaughter." ”

Mo Suifeng also knew that the real murderer of Ouyang Qian should not have been found yet, Erlongshan was just a minion, this was what he promised Zhong Jie to die early, he had no intention of shirking responsibility, and calmed down and said: "Maternal great-ancestor, as a son of man, the matter of revenge, Zhong Jie does not dare to shirk, dare not forget, thank you maternal great-ancestor for reminding!"

Ouyang Zhenyi was very emotional, and just about to speak, Ouyang Muge next to him suddenly interjected: "Father, I am happy today, let's not talk about this!"

Ouyang Zhenyi glared at Ouyang Muge fiercely, and said angrily: "Hmph, you are not a filial son, I am ashamed that you still have the face to say, it's not all because you are narrow-minded, this is the life of my granddaughter, Lao Tzu will find you to settle accounts sooner or later." ”

When Ouyang Muge heard this, his old face turned red, and he stepped aside in disdain, not daring to speak anymore.

"Jie'er, this is a greeting gift from my maternal great-grandfather!" Ouyang Zhen said as he stuffed a storage bag into Mo Suifeng's hand, "The old man knows that you are a qi refiner, you should know the use of the storage bag, right?"

Mo Suifeng didn't intend to hide it, hehe, smiled, Mei Zizi put away the storage bag, and thanked: "Ancestor, you can use it, of course you can use it." The elders give it, I dare not resign, thank you for the generous gift of the ancestors!"

Ouyang Zhen saw that Mo Suifeng was very calm, and accepted the storage bag without twisting, looking like he took it for granted, knowing that he really regarded himself as a relative, his heart was even happier, and his face was full of smiles.

People who practice martial arts like to go straight the most, and they don't like those who think one thing in their hearts and say one thing in their mouths, and it is difficult to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts without a pure heart.

Why does Ouyang Zhenyi look at Mo Suifeng very pleasing to the eye, in fact, to put it more directly, after all, it is his own seed, looking horizontally and vertically, it is pleasing to the eye, plus Mo Suifeng's body is full of qi and blood, upright, and imposing, he really can't find a reason not to like this great-grandson.

There was nothing to do with Ouyang Muge next. Ouyang Zhenyi took the initiative to take Mo Suifeng and introduced the other two to him.

The old man was Ouyang Muge's cousin Ouyang Muye, and the woman was Ouyang Muge's cousin Ouyang Muqing, both of whom were of the same generation as Ouyang Muge. It is always rude to study the gifts given by others in person, so Mo shook his hand and put all the gifts into the storage bag.

Ouyang Zhen showed surprise on his face, he knew that ordinary monks, refining storage bags, it would always take a few quarters of an hour, and it would never be as simple as Mo Suifeng, after taking it, it could be used almost effortlessly, with this hand alone, this great-grandson was definitely not simple.

After everyone recognized each other, they sat down again.

Ouyang Zhenyi knew that Mo Suifeng was strange, and pointed at Ouyang Muge with his hand and said: "Muge, tell Jie'er about the matter! With Xiaojie's strength and age, he should also know these things." ”

Ouyang Muge shook suddenly, nodded with joy on his face, coughed, and was about to speak.

At this moment, a woman in white walked into the main hall, her limbs were soft, like fairy willows swaying in the wind; she was sparkling, her eyebrows were full of affection; her body was hot, her buttocks were round, and her waist was slender. Sexy in youth, smart in sexy.

This time, without being introduced by others, Mo Suifeng could see at a glance that this person was the woman in white who fought with him yesterday.

The woman in white walked into the main hall, and she didn't see anything outside, just like she had arrived at her own home, she sat down on an empty chair, pinched a grape and threw it into her mouth, and shouted: "Ancestor, don't bother grandpa, it's better for Qingcheng to tell this stupid goose!"

Don't ask, listening to her tone, it's obvious that she is also from the Ouyang family. Several people in the hall were obviously used to it, and they all laughed and did not stop it. Only the beautiful ** man glared at the woman in white fiercely, half stern and half disgusted: "Qingcheng, you, you are not young anymore, you are still so big and not small, how can you marry in the future, why don't you go and give a gift to your ancestors! ”

The woman in white sneered, "Mom." “

Although he was reluctant, under the stern eyes of the beautiful woman, he still put down the grapes he had just gotten in his hand, jumped up and ran to see the ceremony, and when he passed by Mo Suifeng, he gave him a fierce look, as if he still held a grudge against the fireball last night.

"Qingcheng gives a gift to the ancestors! Ancestor, you want to be the master of Qingcheng, your great-grandson, yesterday showed no mercy, slapped me with a big fireball, if it weren't for the treasure armor you gave me, I am afraid you will never see your smart and lovely Qingcheng again!" Ouyang Qingcheng said, squeezing out a few tears in a decent manner.

The glamorous young woman hurriedly got up and explained that she knew clearly what her daughter's temperament was and what kind of cultivation she had, "Uncle, Qingcheng Jing is messing around, you don't have to pay attention to this girl's nonsense, Xiaojie has not awakened her bloodline, how could she hurt her? ”

"Bloodline awakening?!What is it?" Mo Suifeng was also stunned, is there any special bloodline in this Ouyang family.

"What? He hasn't awakened his bloodline yet? It can't be! Mom, you're not lying, are you!" Ouyang Qingcheng was stunned when he heard this, and he looked completely disbelieving.

"Oh, what's the matter, Qingcheng will quickly tell you the details!" Ouyang Zhenyi's expression moved, as if he sensed that something was wrong, and said with a solemn face.

Ouyang Qingcheng thought for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he looked at Mo Suifeng with very strange eyes, as if Mo Suifeng in front of him was like a monster.

The matter related to the awakening of the bloodline is the top secret of the family, Mo Suifeng didn't know what was going on at all, but the other people here were very clear, and several people were also heartbeat, and suddenly became nervous.

Ouyang Qingcheng was silent for a moment, straightened out his thoughts, and told the story of his fight with Mo Suifeng in the past two days, without the slightest concealment.

In particular, when he preached that Mo Suifeng was infinitely powerful and his defense was amazing, the faces of several people present also became wonderful, and then when he said that Mo Suifeng's martial arts were extremely bad and there was no order, he would smile again. In the end, Ouyang Qingcheng directly stated that Mo Suifeng's spells were strange and varied, and he was by no means an ordinary qi refiner, and he also hit himself with a big fireball, and when he was in danger of burning himself to death, he was biting with silver teeth, and everyone was secretly pinching a cold sweat.

Mo Suifeng actually wanted to tell her that he had actually kept his hand last night, otherwise a few fireballs would come out together...hehe.

Ouyang Qingcheng was clear, and his voice was like an empty valley and a quiet orchid, and he made the situation of the two days clear.

After she finished speaking, the four of them all fell into silence, and in the end, it was Ouyang Zhenyi, who reacted first, and asked in a deep voice: "Xiaojie, you tell the truth to your great-great-ancestor, have you awakened the power of the bloodline before?"

Mo Suifeng smiled bitterly and said, "Ancestor, can you tell me what the power of the bloodline is first?"

After several people glanced at each other, Ouyang Zhenyi opened his mouth and said: "Xiaojie, the power of the bloodline is very complicated, it is not a sentence and a half, it can be said clearly, it is better to be like this, the matter of the power of the bloodline will be told to you later, you can test the advanced nature, my Ouyang family has the bloodline of the divine beast wind in the body, if you have awakened the power of the bloodline, it can be tested, Muye, you can test it for Xiaojie!"

Ouyang Muye, that is, the old man who was quite silent, Ouyang Muge's cousin, said yes, stood up, and walked towards Mo Suifeng.

Mo Suifeng didn't know what to do, but Ouyang Muge's face was happy, and he smiled: "Xiaojie, you can act according to what your grandfather said, and I will tell you about the details later." ”

Mo Suifeng nodded yes when he heard this.

Ouyang Muye stretched out his hand, as if he was doing a trick, and he didn't know where to take out a bright white bone, although the top of this beast bone seemed to be smooth and traceless, but under a closer look, the surface of the beast bone was full of magical textures, and the texture was natural, as if shouting some kind of rhyme, many people's eyeballs, Mo Suifeng only looked at the whole body a few times, and suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.

"Xiaojie, close your eyes, calm down, don't stare at the beast bones!" Ouyang Muye noticed Mo Suifeng's abnormality and hurriedly reminded.

Mo Suifeng obeyed, hurriedly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently recited the secret of purifying his heart, he knew that this beast bone must be strange, the texture on the surface, like a rune, and like a formation, contains a mysterious rhyme, for the time being, it is not something that he can look at directly.

In fact, Mo Suifeng didn't know that his performance had been greatly shocked, and the people present. To be honest, a few people here have seen this beast bone many times, but unfortunately, all of them can't feel the mystery of these textures at all, that is, in the eyes of others, these textures are just ordinary patterns, like the annual rings of trees, which are useless at all.

Mo Suifeng is stronger than them, because Mo Suifeng has dabbled in the lines and runes, and they have all received extraordinary inheritances, so they can understand the mystery of the texture of the beast bones. Insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the fancy, that's exactly the reason.

After a while, Mo recovered with the wind, and Ouyang Muye said in a deep voice: "Xiaojie, drop a drop of blood on the beast bones!"