Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 40 Bloodline Inheritance

Ye Mao put on a fighting stance, staring coldly at Zhang Kuang with a cold light in his eyes.

"Today I will kill you, and tomorrow I will slaughter Baicaotang, leaving no chicken or dog behind!" Zhang Kuang said with a smile.

"You want to kill him, have you asked me for my consent?" A loud voice suddenly came from the forest not far away.

I saw a burly young man, carrying a gourd containing wine, striding forward. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his hair was disheveled, giving off a rough and bold look.

Especially his eyes, very bright and powerful.

"No, it's a long way to go, let's go!" Zhang Kuang looked terrified, as if he had encountered a terrifying beast, and immediately turned his head and fled without any hesitation.

The two attendants on the sixth floor of Wulun Realm couldn't help frowning, Lu Yuan is just a servant of Baicao Hall, there is no need to be so afraid.

But when they saw Zhang Kuang running away, they had no choice but to chase after him.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Ye Mao relaxed, and immediately fell on his back.

At the last moment of coma, he felt that his head was resting on a very soft and elastic object.

But Xiao Hui had sharp eyes and quick hands, supported Ye Mao and sat on the ground.

She saw Lu Yuan coming over to check Ye Mao's injury, and looked at the burly man without saying a word.

Although everyone was in Baicaotang before, she didn't know Lu Yuan at all, because this person acted very low-key and had almost no sense of presence.

The only memory of him is that when Ye Mao was in trouble, he had protected Ye Mao many times.

It's just such a little-known person who frightened away three monks at the sixth level of the Wulun Realm when he showed his face. I don't know what level his cultivation has reached, so that Zhang Kuang, the young leader of the Dragon Gang, was so terrified. .

Seeing that Lu Yuan didn't come after him, Zhang Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, only then did he feel that his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"Young leader, in my opinion, that Lu Yuan is only at the sixth level of the Wulun Realm. Even if he is very powerful, as long as the two of us stop him, you can kill Ye Mao. Why do you want to withdraw?" Puzzled.

"No, none of you understand how powerful Lu Yuan is. If you don't want to die, just remember my words. When you meet him in the future, the farther you run, the better." Zhang Kuang said solemnly.

"Then shall we still kill Ye Mao?" Another follower asked.

"Of course we want to kill them!" Zhang Kuang thought for a while, "But Lu Yuan is here, so we can't do it. We'll monitor them from a distance and wait for Lu Yuan to leave before we do it."

"Lu Yuan is from Baicao Hall, what if he and Ye Mao stay together and don't leave?" the follower said.

"Then we can only find a way to lure him away." Zhang Kuang said coldly.

The two attendants looked at each other, they were very puzzled, that Lu Yuan was just a servant of Baicao Hall, what was so great about it made the young gang leader so afraid.

At this time, Lu Yuan had just checked Ye Mao's injury, and sighed: "The injury is really serious. There are so many broken bones. It will be difficult to recover within a year."

"What should we do about this? Two months later, there will be a small competition in the hall. It is of great importance. He must participate?" Xiao Hui was anxious.

"Give him this fruit." Lu Yuan took out a yellow fruit the size of a walnut from his arms.

"This, this is..." Xiao Hui's pupils shrank, his eyes widened, and there was a huge wave in his heart, wishing he could snatch the fruit immediately and swallow it by himself.

But she remembered the scene where Ye Mao took poison to kill the snake and fell into the river in order to save her, and she immediately blamed herself deeply for her sinful thoughts.

Xiao Hui gathered himself together, looked at Lu Yuan and said, "Think it over, you really want to give this fruit to Ye Mao."

"It's just a fruit, not to mention he was the one who saved it." Lu Yuan said lightly.

"Are you sure you know the effect of this fruit?" Xiao Hui said.

"Even without it, the realm I should reach will still be reached." There was no trace of reluctance on Lu Yuan's face, only perseverance and self-confidence.

Xiao Hui sighed, she suddenly realized that no matter it was Ye Mao or Lu Yuan, she had underestimated them before.

With Ye Mao's bravery in facing a powerful enemy without backing down, standing up and facing it generously despite knowing death, and with Lu Yuan's courage and heart, as long as they join forces, it will not be so easy for Shi Beifeng to occupy Baicaotang .

Xiao Hui thought about these things, took out a small knife, cut the fruit into small pieces, let Lu Yuan gently open Ye Mao's mouth, and fed the fruit into Ye Mao's mouth piece by piece.

This fruit is very strange, it melts in the mouth, turns into a clear stream, flows into Ye Mao's stomach, and begins to recover from his injuries.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Mao became conscious, and felt cool all over his body. Although the wounds all over his body hurt, the pain became weaker and weaker, and soon he could not feel it.

At this time, Ye Mao felt his soul shake, and there was a strong suction above the Sea of ​​Consciousness, sucking his soul, so he hurried to check.

The suction comes from the blood-red moon of inheritance over the Consciousness Sea, and it is getting bigger and bigger. The soul body can't help but rush to the moon, and when it collides with the blood moon, it seems to have passed through an invisible barrier, and instantly entered the blood moon. .

There are illusory figures here, floating around, there are men and women, old and young, some are powerful enough to swallow the sun and the moon, and some have weak breath and no sense of existence.

"This, this is the blood imprint left by our ancestors!" Ye Mao was slightly surprised.

At this moment, an old man with an old face and a tall figure rushed towards him.

Ye Mao's soul shook, and he felt that his soul and the old man had merged into one.

"It is said that if you match the blood imprint left by your ancestors, you can get some kind of inherited memory from your ancestors. Isn't this true?"

As soon as this thought flashed through Ye Mao's mind, he felt a surging and vast memory rushing towards him like a torrent, and almost instantly he felt his head was going to explode.

Not good, too many memories, weak soul and body, can't bear it.

Ye Mao was anxious, he couldn't bear it, his soul trembled, and even affected his body, his whole face became distorted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What's going on here?" Xiao Hui found something wrong with Ye Mao.

"Bloodline inheritance!" Lu Yuan saw Ye Mao's situation at a glance, pressed his hand on Ye Mao's forehead, and moved his lips lightly. Suddenly, an extremely loud voice sounded in Ye Mao's sea of ​​consciousness: "Use the soul as the channel, integrate Zhenli, condensing the star of memory..."

Ye Mao subconsciously followed the instructions of the voice, and immediately drew the blood memory that had been poured into his soul body out of the soul body. During the process of drawing out, he fused his true power into it.

His crisis was resolved immediately, although he did not digest those bloodline memories, but condensed them into memory stars.

In this way, as long as he reads and digests slowly in the future, one day, those bloodline memories will be absorbed by him and become his things.

　Thanks to the book friend "Xin Ge?"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)