Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 766: Deprived of blood

Qin Yu sits cross-legged in the time secret realm. If you look closely, you will find that the space around him is showing slight fluctuations with a very small amplitude. It wasn't his own breath that caused the changes in space, but the flow rate of Qin Yu's time had some changes.

What it means, from the perspective of a small blue lamp, of course, he can't get it wrong, but he still can't be sure after watching it for a long time.

What's the joke?

This is different from the simple five-element law of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, but the supreme power of time. One thought can change the years and the heavens are under my feet!

Only the big guys among the big guys, the pinnacles of the pinnacles, are qualified to touch the power.

Even if it weren't because of his identity, it would be impossible for him to have the power to control time in his current incomplete and weak state.

But now, he clearly felt the factors affecting time from Qin Yu.

This is neither scientific nor comprehension!

Could it be said that the Halloween Fruit has been cultivated with new effects during his sleepless years? But he was not blind. The one that Qin Yu gnawed at was obviously the most common Halloween fruit. Although his memory was incomplete, he vaguely remembered that he had eaten this kind of fruit as a snack long ago.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Lan Lan forced himself to calm down. He has this ability to detach himself, and he can enter programming with the movement of his mind—this is a natural ability that works well at critical moments.

Om——

The space in front of Qin Yu suddenly collapsed, a phantom of the sun appeared in pitch black, and then the figure condensed, blurred and unreal.

After watching for a few breaths, Da Rizhong's figure raised his hand and nodded to Qin Yu.

The fingertips penetrate the breath of the sun, exposing the slender fingertips, white with a halo like jade, gently falling between the brows.

Qin Yu frowned, as if he felt something, but soon returned to peace.

For a long time, my fingertips retracted into the shadow of the sun, and a low murmur sounded, "It's actually true. What's the reason?"

Indifferent and calm, without any mood swings, there was silence for a while, Da Rizhong's figure waved gently, and the sun's shadow zoomed in, directly enveloping Qin Yu.

……

Green trees become forests, full of ancient meaning.

This is a low hill with an area of ​​no more than a few hundred meters and a height of about seventy to eighty meters. If it weren’t for an ancestral hall built on the top of the hill, it would be inconspicuous at all. You can find hundreds or thousands at random. A similar place.

But with this ancestral hall, even though it is only one of countless ordinary hills, it has become more unusual because of it, and has the qualifications to disregard the heavens and the world.

Because the plaque of this ancestral hall is black as the background with golden characters, and the surroundings are wrapped with exquisite decorations-the black is the endless abyss, the gold is the celestial noble corpse, and the decoration is the regular expression.

When--

When--

In front of the ancestral hall, there is a brass bell tied to a crooked-neck sophora wood. The bell is down in the sunlight, casting a shallow shadow.

At this moment, the bell rang, but the brass bell tied to the sophora wood did not move at all. What really swayed and trembled was the shadow cast on the ground.

Xu is because the information it feels is not very important, and it is not qualified to make it shake its increasingly tired body, so let the shadow help it make a sound.

There is a small courtyard under the hill. The courtyard gate, fence, and a single house are all woven and built of bamboo.

The sound of the bell came, and the door opened from the inside. The person wearing a plain white gown, he was more than 30 years old at first glance, and at the second glance, he felt that fifty is OK, and then he will feel , Like facing a majestic and amiable elder.

In short, this is a man of age mystery.

Looking up at the ancestral hall on the hill, half hidden among the trees, a smile appeared on this man's face. He stepped out and went up the hill along the excavated stone steps. I don't know how many people passed by since then. The surface of the stone steps was round and smooth, as if a layer of patina was added.

Standing in front of the ancestral hall, he raised his hand and disappeared at one o'clock. The lightly shaking Zhong Ying calmed down and couldn't help shaking his head, "I'm getting more and more tired. Why do you continue to do this?"

The brass bell was silent, and although he didn't say a word, he fully expressed the word "Taojiao" vividly and dismissively. This person shook his head to show a little helplessness, but he also knew its temperament, and no longer wasting time, bowed to the main entrance of the ancestral hall.

Next, he raised his hand to the void, closed his eyes to receive the message from the ancestral hall, and soon he opened his eyes, and his face was happy, "The power of time!"

Quickly thought about it. Several people in the clan who might break through were compared one by one, but none of them met the conditions. This person’s face was even more joyful, "It’s not that I’m going to break through a few people. Could there be Tianjiao in the clan? Touch the light in time!"

With a flick of one's sleeves, an extra set of gold books appeared in front of him, and a figure was projected on each one by himself.

What they have in common is that they are all young, arrogant, and extraordinary!

The pages of the gold book were opened, but no one met the conditions. He couldn't help frowning, "It seems to be the missing pearl of my clan!"

There has never been an absolutely fair place in the world. Even in their clan, there are many private things, but the peerless Tianjiao who can understand the power of time does not allow any suppression. If this is true, someone must pay cost.

The man's face was solemn, and with a wave of his sleeves, the thickness of the gold book rose sharply, and the pages quickly flipped, which recorded the basic information of the entire ethnic group.

Slowly screening like this will delay a lot of time, but it is totally worth it compared with finding a peerless arrogant who can touch the light.

An hour later, the last page of the golden book was closed, and the fascinated monk in pale white gown frowned and his face was solemn.

No!

He compared the entire golden book and pulled out everyone in the clan, but none of them matched the message passed to him by the ancestral hall. There was only one explanation... the person who touched the power of the light was not in the golden book.

How is this possible? Once all tribesmen are born, their blood will be collected, and the information of being protected by the ancestral hall will be recorded in the golden book of genealogy.

But now in the gold book of genealogy, there is no information that belongs to him. Could it be that my clan is in this world and has blood left behind?

This man took the golden book and turned and left, went down the hill and pushed the door into the courtyard. When the courtyard door opened, he stepped down, but in front of him was a magnificent palace with endless majesty and dignity, sweeping across the sky. Ten directions.

"Autumn, why did you leave the ancestral hall without application?"

……

The daylight receded to reveal Qin Yu's cross-legged figure, and the fluctuating space around him stabilized, indicating that he has truly touched the way of time.

Although it is only a very small amount of fur, far away from the entry, and even with his current cultivation base, he is unable to display it, but it is still the power of time.

It also represents an invitation to the highest peak!

As long as he does not die in the future, after Qin Yuxiu meets the conditions, he can open the door in one fell swoop and truly control the power of time.

The figure under the sun will never admit that he will be jealous of Qin Yu, but at this cultivation base and this age, he can touch the way of light. Even if you look at the heavens and the world, it is no better than those so-called peerless arrogances. We are weak at the top half. If you count the cultivation conditions, it will even exceed them by a lot, rubbing on the ground, dragging and hanging in the air!

"Sure enough, the descendants of the legendary clan, the power of bloodline is so powerful... I originally thought that Qin Yu would not be discovered in a short time, but he actually touched the way of time, and he was bound to be affected by that clan. Perceived, this may be a trouble."

Little Lan Deng doesn't think that after Qin Yu is discovered, there will be a scene of confessing his relatives.

Because of this personal test, he discovered a secret. The blood in Qin Yu's body can be hidden from detection because it was deprived soon after birth.

It's just that Qin Yu's natural physique is different from that of ordinary people, and his blood has not been completely drawn. In the meantime, he went through some mutations and instinctively entered a state of hiding.

The better the partner's qualifications, the more beneficial it is, but if it's too much, it can sometimes cause headaches.

"Say I am trouble? You are the biggest trouble! Every time something goes wrong, I have to help you clean the tail of your hand!" Little Lan Lan's resentment rose, he has already withdrawn from that kind It is the state of foreign objects.

To be honest, although this state allows him to make the most sensible and self-interested decision, he doesn't like it. There is always a feeling that he is not himself but transformed into another consciousness.

Tucao is over. Looking at Qin Yu who is still practising with his eyes closed, Xiao Lan Lan frowns and he must help Qin Yu hide.

……

The Master of Yaoguang Hall stood in front of the dressing table, raised his hand to inject mana into the mirror, and its surface waved ~IndoMTL.com~ and soon turned into darkness.

In the darkness, a flat voice rang, "Why contact me?"

Hall Master Yaoguang inhaled, "The right to use the Altar of Time was taken away by the Hidden Fog Sect." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but think of the Halloween Fruit, and her heart began to ache again.

The voice in the darkness was silent for a few breaths, "Tell me the whole story?"

Is the background of Yaoguang Temple actually going to fail? This was once again unexpected to him.

Hall Master Yaoguang didn't conceal it, and quickly told the story again, and the darkness in the mirror went silent.

It's him, it's him again!

It was because of Ning Qin several times that the plan failed. It seems that the parliament takes him so seriously, and it really makes sense.

"I got it!"

After that, the mirror quickly recovered as before, and the Lord Yaoguang felt slightly relieved. She was most afraid that the other party would stop interfering.

It seems that they have not changed their original intention to deal with the hidden fog.

Although it is uncertain, the identity of the person in the mirror, but the strength of the other party, the Lord Yaoguang has no doubt.

If they hadn't shown an absolutely reliable power, how could she easily agree to cooperate with her in her capacity.

If it weren't for the Hidden Fog Sect, a mysterious black-robed man suddenly appeared, Yaoguang Hall had already come to the fore, and the leader of the Colosseum would have been included.

"Hateful!"

……

In the small courtyard, the middle-aged man who made tea after a pause, drank the cup of tea in one sip and slowly put it on the table, "I feel that this person in Ning Qin will be a big problem, if we can’t get rid of it soon , It will definitely endanger the security of the council in the future."

"The altar of time...then let this place, as your burial place, be able to use such a mysterious and mysterious mystery as a cemetery, you are enough to feel relieved."

Getting up, the middle-aged man turned around and left. The tea cup on the table behind him quietly shattered into powder.