Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 37 Inferior Martial Pulse: Eight Desolation Burning Flames?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one could have imagined that today's Wumai awakening would encounter such a situation, and at this time they could only wait for Guan Shi's arrangements.

Gradually, the vibration in the hall slowly stopped, as if it was forcibly pressed down by an external force, but the light curtain outside the stone plate still existed.

In the light curtain, Jiang Mo's eyes were closed tightly. Behind him, a raging flame had already risen, as if it was going to burn the whole world!

However, due to the blocking of the milky white light curtain, no trace of temperature leaked out. The vibration of the hall just now was caused by the mutual erosion of the flame and the white light curtain.

"I'm going to ask the Palace Master to come over!" Outside the light curtain, Steward Zhu said solemnly.

Such a vision appeared in the Wumai Awakening Hall, and the experienced manager Zhu didn't know how to deal with it.

Outside, Jiang Mushen's expression was also very solemn, with a pair of cloudy old eyes staring closely at the light curtain like a falcon.

"Bless the ancestors of the Jiang family, let my Jiang family awaken the best martial arts!" Jiang Mushen said silently in his heart.

Compared to the excitement of the Jiang family, the faces of the Patriarch of the Huang family and that Huangji are very ugly. If Jiang Mo can really awaken the best martial arts, not to mention the small Fenglei Town, but the entire Yunchui Empire, I am afraid that the Jiang family will have it in the future. a seat.

Because, judging from past experience, anyone who can awaken the best martial arteries will be a top powerhouse who will be famous in the mainland in the future!
While everyone was thinking, the door of the Wumai Awakening Hall was pushed open, and an old man with white beard and hair walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

Steward Zhu followed behind. Judging from his respectful expression, the white-haired old man should undoubtedly be the head of the branch of the Wuji Temple.

"I have seen the master of the palace." The waiters in the hall all bowed to salute the old man.

The old man waved his hand, and his eyes fell on the light curtain.

He stood still slowly, and after a while, everyone suddenly felt an invisible force like a storm, sweeping away from the hall, passing by everyone, and finally gathered in the light curtain.

Everyone was trembling, and everyone knew that this powerful palace master was using his spiritual power to detect the situation in the light curtain.

All eyes were on the Hall Master, wanting to know the answer.

The hall master scanned about ten breaths with his spiritual power, then withdrew his spiritual power, and then shook his head gently.

"Strange, strange." The white-haired old man used two strange words in a row.

"Hallmaster, how is the situation?" Steward Zhu stepped forward and asked.

"The martial arteries of this little guy are very strange. They can obviously stimulate the protective barrier of the martial arteries awakening pillar, but the martial arteries awakened by themselves are not very strong." The white-haired old man shook his head.

After finishing all this, the old man did not intend to stay any longer, but was ready to leave.

"The light curtain is about to dissipate, you can see for yourself." After the white-haired old man left, the old voice gradually faded away.

About a quarter of an hour after the white-haired old man left, the light curtain disintegrated and turned into scattered fragments.

What appeared in front of everyone was Jiang Mo's messy hair and a small ball of blue flames.

The size of the flame is small, like a slap, and the temperature is extremely low, if you don't feel it carefully, you won't even notice it.

"This..." Jiang Mushen was a little discouraged when he saw this scene.

"How is it possible?" Steward Zhu was also a little disbelieving.

With such a big movement just now, how could only a small group of flame martial veins be awakened?

It's not that they haven't awakened the flame martial arteries in the past, but they have never encountered such a big movement like Jiang Mo.

At this time, Jiang Mushen's ecstasy had gradually turned into disappointment, and the two of the Huang family wanted to laugh out loud.

As we all know, the Flame Martial Vein is generally not suitable for cultivation, let alone for combat.Because the flame itself is extremely violent, it is impossible to control it at all, and it is even more difficult to grow it and fight against others. This is also the reason why Jiang Mushen was lost.

If it is necessary to assign a function to the flame martial pulse, it is a good choice to use it for cooking.At this time, it is recognized on the mainland.

At this moment, Jiang Mo raised his head and asked weakly, "I don't know what level of martial arts I'm awakening, Manager Zhu?"

"Reluctantly, it can be regarded as a low-grade martial arts." At this time, Manager Zhu realized that according to previous records, this flame martial arts was also a low-grade martial arts.

Although Guanshi Zhu said that Jiang Mo had awakened a low-grade martial arteries, the bamboo slips in his hand recorded: Fenglei Zhen Jiang Mo, martial arteries type: flame; level: unknown!

However, this information is unknown to others, and Steward Zhu is going to report this vision to the main hall of Wuji Temple.

"Hey. After making a fuss for a long time, it turned out to be a low-grade martial art. This Jiang family member will attract attention!" Huang Ji laughed suddenly.

"Mo'er, don't be discouraged. Even with the flame martial arts, as long as you work hard, you will achieve something in the future." Jiang Mushen came over and comforted him.

"Haha, achievement. Do you want to be able to cook for the imperial family in the future?" Huang Ji laughed loudly, quite a bit like adding insult to injury.

"Patriarch of the Huang family, should you take care of the juniors of your Huang family?" Jiang Mu said with an ugly expression.

"Hehe, the child is straightforward, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as him." The Patriarch of the Huang family did not stop Huang Ji. In his opinion, the more things that can make Jiang Mushen lose face, the better.

"Grandpa, I'm fine." Jiang Mo nodded, but there was no sign of discouragement in his eyes.

Just when the flames surged out of the meridians just now, Jiang Mo already felt the familiar feeling.

That is the power of the Eight Desolation Fentianyan. Although it is very weak now, Jiang Mo is very familiar with it. He knows the power of the Eight Desolation Fentianyan. Once it grows up again, it will have the power to burn mountains. The sea, the power to shatter the galaxy!
As long as he has the Eight Desolation Fentian Yan in his hands, Jiang Mo can not only use that unpredictable medicine refining technique to the extreme, but also use it to achieve a powerful martial arts cultivation.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo couldn't help secretly getting excited. Although his body was destroyed 900 years ago, but with the most important means, the Bahuang Fentianyan and the Zichen Ring, he can rise again.

"Hey, I hope a miracle can happen to you!" Steward Zhu sighed again.

After that, he stopped wasting time and continued to awaken the rest of the people's martial arteries.

"Yellow trace."

Following Guanshi Zhu's voice, the young man from the Huang family walked towards the Martial Vein Awakening Pillar, glanced at Jiang Mo proudly, and then stepped onto the stone plate.

Jiang Mo didn't even bother to look at the eyes he cast, but just calmed down silently, checking the changes in his body.

In the field, after Huang Ji sat in the center of the stone plate, a yellow light shot out from the field immediately, and finally transformed into a yellow leopard about two feet in size.

The yellow leopard bared its teeth, showing a fierce rage. It was obviously a ferocious beast.

"It's the beast spirit, Cangyan Leopard, that has awakened!" Steward Zhu exclaimed after seeing the yellow leopard in the arena.

"This is also a middle-grade martial art. I didn't expect that the martial art that is rarely seen on weekdays will appear one after another today. It is really dizzying."

Hearing Guanshi Zhu's words, the Patriarch of the Huang family and Huang Ji were very excited, and looked at everyone with complacency.

"What's there to be proud of? Our Jiang family has awakened one middle-grade martial arts and two lower-grade martial arts, which are much stronger than your Huang family." Jiang Mu couldn't understand the look of the head of the Huang family, and suddenly choked. road.

"Hey, Patriarch of the Jiang family, you can't say that. Even if I don't say it, you know it. Although the two of you Jiang family have awakened low-grade martial arteries, it is no different from ordinary warriors. As long as we trace this Cang Yanbao's martial arts are properly cultivated, even if the three of them join forces in the future, they may not be Ji'er's opponent." The Patriarch of the Huang family said without showing weakness.

"Hmph, is it? Let's wait and see!" Jiang Mushen waved his sleeves, and wanted to leave.

At this time, Jiang Mo was also preparing to leave.

However, Jiang Mo didn't notice that there were two groups of empty energy fluctuations beside him. The moment he turned around, they turned into a stream of light and rushed into Jiang Mo's body...

(End of this chapter)