Super God Gene Chapter 2643: Make a contract

The touch of the gods was the same as before, swallowing a drop of Han Sen's blood. The four of them waited for a while, but the touch of the gods still did not respond, lying on the bottom of the jar motionless, if not just saw it pouring the blood Swallow it and thought it was dead.

The man frowned slightly, and his face was full of doubts. He picked up the touch of the gods and took a closer look, but he still didn't see the problem.

"It's strange, no matter how bad the aptitude is, it's impossible not to have a talent in the first class..." The man did not see the reason after researching it over and over again.

"Could it be that this touch of the gods is too old to shed its skin?" Linglong paused and continued: "This touch of the gods is the first touch of the gods obtained by our ancestors. Before the ancestor passed away, I put it here as an entry test, and I don't know how many years it has been until now, maybe it's really too old."

The man shook his head and said, "Impossible. When Tourmaline came back with Yu Shanxin, he did a test here, and it was fine at that time. How long did it take to suddenly fail? "

"In addition to this, is there any other possibility? It's impossible that Han Sen doesn't even have a talent in the first class, right?" Linglong said.

Men naturally know that it is impossible. If there is no talent above the top four, it is impossible to be promoted to the king level. Since Han Sen is already a king level, no matter how bad his talent is, he can't be lower than the top four. .

"That's weird." The man hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his finger, forcing a drop of his own blood and sending it to the mouth of the touch of the gods, trying to see if it was the touch of the gods. question.

But I just ate the touch of the gods from Han Sen's blood. At this time, I was lying there and moving, and there was no reaction to the blood on the man's fingers, as if he had Alzheimer's.

"Is it really old enough?" The man couldn't help but startled slightly when he saw the appearance of the touch of the gods.

"It has lived long enough, more than a hundred times longer than the average touch of the gods, and it is normal when it is old." Linglong said.

The man pondered and said: "There is no way to test now, and I don't have the touch of the gods around me. It seems that I can only apply for another one in the Hui clan, and then test it again."

"No need to test anymore, I have already decided to let him be my silkworm, no matter how talented he is, it doesn't matter." Linglong said lightly.

"But..."

The man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Linglong: "No but, I can decide who I want to be my silkworm."

The man opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all. He put on a smile and said, "Since you have decided to choose him as a silkworm, Linglong, there is no problem. Let's go to the altar."

After saying that, the man led the way ahead and continued to go up the mountain.

It wasn't until the gate of the palace on the top of the mountain that the man said, "Linglong, brother Wei will be waiting for you outside. If you need anything, just speak up."

"Then I'll ask the second senior brother to help take care of this child. I like this child quite a bit, so don't let her be wronged." Linglong pointed at Bao'er and said.

"Linglong, don't worry, you won't let her suffer any grievances." The man said quickly.

"Bao'er, wait for me here, don't be naughty, you know?" Han Sen put Bao'er down. With Bao'er's temperament and ability, the man really has a bad mind, and whoever suffers is not necessarily Woolen cloth.

"Bao'er is very good." Bao'er's face was well-behaved.

Han Sen touched her head before following Linglong into the hall.

After entering the main hall, the door of the main hall closed automatically. Han Sen saw that there was no one in the main hall, only an altar, so he asked: "Your second senior brother, seems to be a little different from you?"

Linglong said as she walked to the altar: "The children of the Taishang family will be divided into two families after birth, one is to practice my Taishang family's "Taishang Induction Chapter", and the other is based on their own preferences. I have practiced other genetic techniques with my talent, and my brother Tourmaline and I both practiced the "Tai Shang Induction Chapter", and my second brother Li Yuzhen is a different one."

"Why is there such a distinction?" Han Sen asked curiously.

Linglong paused for a while, and then said nonchalantly: "Cultivation of the "Tai Shang Induction Chapter" will make you look at the world's emotions and desires very lightly, which is not conducive to the continuation of our clan."

Han Sen suddenly understood why the division was so divided. It turned out to be for the continuation of the race. Otherwise, the people of the Taishang clan would not eat human fireworks, like robots. How could they have children and continue to this day.

Looking up, I found that the shape of the altar was a little weird. In the center of the big altar, there was a large jade stove, and there was nothing else.

"Drop a drop of your blood into the fortune-telling furnace." Linglong said, she had already stretched out her finger and dropped a drop of blood into it.

Han Sen already knew about this process from the Palace Lord of Zhentian, and he didn't hesitate to drop a drop of his blood into it~IndoMTL.com~ After two drops of blood entered the jade furnace, the jade furnace turned on. Up, the internal rays of light circulated, as if the cosmic aurora was surging and rolling in it.

Han Sen looked at the jade furnace with curiosity. Although he couldn't see the situation inside, it was just the aura and aurora emanating from the jade furnace, which were full of mysterious cosmic principles.

With the flow of brilliance in the jade furnace, the brilliance gradually condenses on the relief pattern outside the jade furnace, which is an equilateral triangle.

As the brilliance in the furnace changed, the blazing light on the triangular pattern became more and more obvious. On the contrary, the brilliance in the furnace gradually extinguished, and it seemed to be condensed on the triangular pattern.

When the triangle pattern was as dazzling as the sun, Linglong said, "Put your palm on the triangle pattern."

"Which hand?" Han Sen asked, blinking.

"Whatever." Linglong said.

"Men on the left and women on the right, then the left hand." With that, Han Sen pressed his hall hand on the triangle pattern.

Suddenly, I only felt that the palm of my left palm was scalded by a soldering iron. Han Sen subconsciously retracted his palm, only to see that the triangular pattern on the jade stove had lost its brilliance, and there was an extra triangle on his left palm. Patterns are shining brightly.

As the burning sensation in the hands dissipated, the triangle pattern gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared completely.

"Is this done?" Han Sen asked Linglong curiously.

"It's done." Linglong nodded slightly.

Han Sen knew that Linglong should have been able to sense all his feelings and thoughts at this time, and Qijue was in her senses, and his eyes rolled.

But before Han Sen could do anything, Linglong shouted with crimson cheeks: "Stop!"

"It turns out that you can really sense my thoughts." Han Sen said while looking at Linglong.