The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1083

At this moment, the highest meeting hall in Pan's Ancestral Star was overcrowded and noisy.

Sitting on the chairman's seat, in addition to the clan leader Pan Huangji and several clan elders, there was also a specially dressed guest, who was the blood envoy invited from the [Fusion Blood Source] Temple.

The Pangu bloodline, as the seventh-ranked bloodline within the Fusion Blood Source, has always been the focus of the Fusion Temple.

Now that Pangu's bloodline has seriously withered, it has naturally attracted the temple's great attention.

But things like bloodline withering cannot be controlled by controlling it. Take this blood source messenger as an example. He has been with the Pan clan for nearly a thousand years and has always helped the Pan clan maintain the reproduction of blood. However, he has never been able to control it. Find something that works.

Until today, when he saw the blood test results of Solo and his party, he finally saw a glimmer of hope.

"Sir Messenger, you have a relatively deep understanding of bloodlines. What do you think of this matter?" Panhuang asked worriedly.

The blood messenger frowned and thought deeply: "It's hard to say, according to the records in the temple, there has never been a similar situation, but according to my personal analysis, it is very likely that it is some kind of collective atavism phenomenon."

"Collective return to ancestors?" Everyone in the Pan clan exclaimed in confusion.

"The temple has some similar records of this situation. The most recent one happened at the end of the Taixu Era. At that time, a bloodline that had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared again, and it appeared collectively on a large scale. But strangely, The blood concentration of their descendants dropped below 50% again, and until it finally disappeared completely, there was no similar situation again."

Panhuang was shocked and said: "According to you, this seems to be a kind of flashback before the blood completely disappears?"

"It is indeed possible." The Blood Messenger nodded in thought: "But there is another possibility, and that is the awakening of the first generation of blood, which is the first generation to awaken the blood."

"This...?" Everyone in the Pan family looked at each other and said, "It's unlikely."

The Blood Messenger nodded helplessly and said: "This is also what I can't figure out the most. It is said that the nobility has a history of nearly one billion years from the dark ancient times to the present. Not to mention the first generation of blood, even the second, third, and even eighth generations have It should have perished."

Having said this, the blood envoy's eyes became more and more confused, and he couldn't help but look at the clan elders beside him, and asked curiously: "May I ask the clan elders here, how many generations of blood does the eldest have?"

Several clan elders looked at each other, and the skinny old man at the head sighed and said: "To be honest, I am only a member of the twelfth generation clan after all."

"What about the dormant ancestors?" the Blood Origin Messenger frowned and asked.

"This..." The complexions of several clan elders sank, and they fell into hesitation. There was no way, this kind of thing was a kept secret in any sect and clan.

The so-called [Hibernation] refers to a way that the older generation of magicians seal themselves in a special way in order to protect their descendants.

After dormancy, all vital signs will be frozen and isolated from the influence of the origin of the universe, allowing it to sleep indefinitely.

At first glance, this method seems to allow people to live forever, but in fact, no matter what opportunistic ways humans use to avoid it, they cannot escape the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, all ancestors awakened from dormancy can only survive for one to two years, and then they will be completely decomposed by the laws of heaven and earth, and even the laws of heaven and earth will not remain.

Therefore, dormant ancestors are the last trump cards of a sect or race, and will not be revealed unless absolutely necessary.

Seeing the hesitation of everyone in the Pan clan, the Blood Messenger laughed dumbly and said: "The clan elders don't have to worry, our temple will not leak this information, not to mention that the nobles are one of our ten elder races."

Hearing this, the skinny old man pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "To be honest, deep in the forbidden area of ​​our clan, there is indeed an ancestor of the first generation of blood still dormant."

"Hiss~~~This is really rare~!" The blood source messenger gave the clan elder a meaningful look, then turned to analyze seriously: "If this is the case, then it increases the possibility." For a moment, The entire chamber fell into silence.

At this moment, the skinny old man seemed to remember something and asked tentatively: "Messenger, those little guys were brought back from outside the territory. Do you think it is possible that they are the descendants of our ancestor Pangu outside the territory?"

"To be honest, it's unlikely. If they are Pangu's descendants outside the territory, even if they are descendants of the Dao line, billions of years have passed. How can they still have 100% blood concentration?" The blood source messenger shook his head and objected. .

The skinny old man was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly, yes, if they were really descendants of their ancestors outside the territory, they would probably be like them, their bloodlines would have withered, right?
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The ancestral star of the Hong family, the inner sect.

After spending a lot of money to get a contribution value, Feng Hao returned to the hotel with a sore face.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the boss: "Haozi Haozi, I'm looking for you."

"What's the matter, brother? I'm not in the mood to chat with you right now." Feng Hao asked with a sad face.

"Good thing~!" The boss laughed, pulled Feng Hao to the side, and said enthusiastically: "Don't you want to earn points? Hehe, there happens to be a big deal here, are you interested? "

"Hmm?!" Feng Hao glared and suddenly became interested: "What kind of deal?"

The boss grinned and said: "It's like this. There is a little nephew in my hometown who is very talented and loved by relatives on both sides. He just broke through the fifth level recently. My sister and brother-in-law wanted to hire a tutor for the little guy so that he Winning at the starting line, no, did I miss you?"

"Being a tutor?" Feng Hao was slightly stunned.

It's not that he can't be a tutor, it's that he doesn't understand why the boss chose him. You know, he's only level 88, and he's definitely among the lowest in the inner sect, and he has never shown himself in front of the boss. Real strength.

Seeing Feng Hao's hesitation, the boss frowned and said, "Why, you don't want to?"

"That's not true. I'm just curious why I chose an eighth-level magician like me?" Feng Hao asked suspiciously.

The boss laughed dumbly and said: "The reason is very simple, because my little nephew happens to have the qualification of An Jin. After thinking about it, I found that you are the only reliable An Jin magician around me, so I chose you. Besides, my My nephew is only at level [-], so it’s not difficult to give him guidance.”

"I see." Feng Hao finally dispelled his doubts, "By the way, how about the cost?"

"500 contribution points per day." The boss waved his hand.

"So high?" Feng Hao said in shock.

But the boss looked indifferent and said: "My nephew is the hope of our family, and it's worth every penny!"

"Okay, I understand." Feng Hao nodded in surprise. He had to say that no matter what kind of world it is, women and children are the most profitable. "By the way, where is your hometown? How far away is it? Not far?"

"It's not far away, it's on our Hong clan star." The boss said cheerfully, "I'll give you the address. Just go there early tomorrow morning."

Feng Hao clearly received the address, and after briefly preparing the room, he embarked on the great journey of watering the flowers of the future...

(End of this chapter)