Chapter 750 (2/2)

Sacred Devil Dou Fo 23090K 2022-07-22

When Jiang Hao opened his eyes, he found that he was no longer in the same place. There was nothing around him. There was no scenery or even air.

In the dark, there was a sound coming out. It was the sound of a walking stick. The outline of the old man suddenly appeared in the dark.

”The youth did not let me down, your tenacity, I admire!” The old man stood in front of Jiang Hao and praised him.

”Thank you for your kindness.” Here, Jiang Hao is in good health. He knows that there is no real body here. Everything is just communication of ideas.

”Congratulations on your inheritance of Xianhe blood!” The old man spoke again.

”Dare to ask the old man, what kind of blood is this?” Jiang Hao Baoquan Dao.

”This blood is refined from the blood of the brave in ancient times. A million years ago, an unprecedented battle broke out in the Xianhe River Valley. Countless heroes returned to the West and their blood flowed into a river, which spread all over the river. They maintained the peace here with their flesh and blood.” The old man sighed, as if recalling his pain, a little reluctant.

After a while, he continued to say: ”now a million years have passed, the Empire has long been destroyed, leaving only this immortal mountain, which was formed by the emperor's body. With the changes of stars and mountains and rivers, it has become a valley, which has been handed down by later generations and named as immortal valley.”

Jiang Hao nodded. It turns out that there is such a solemn and stirring history here.

The old man continued: ”the blood of these heroes is a great creation for ordinary people. The Empire wants to preserve and support these blood. They represent loyalty and fearlessness, and are the soul and belief of a country.”

”Now, if you cross this blood line, it means you are entitled to the blood inheritance. You are a righteous monk, because evil people will break into pieces and turn into fly ash when they pass away.” Looking at Jiang Hao, the old man continued: ”before you, there were monks who had the perseverance to stick to it, but they all had bad intentions. In the end, they did not end well. You are different. You are the first successful monk and a warrior.”

With that, the old man's cane pressed toward the ground, and in the void, there was an aperture immediately.

After the aperture appeared, there was a sudden burst of suction, which directly covered Jiang Hao and sucked his body in.

In front of Jiang Hao, an altar appeared in front of Jiang Hao. The altar was small and empty, and there was nothing on it.

”Stand up.” The voice of the old man echoed in Jiang Hao's mind.

After listening, Jiang Hao walked over, bought the altar and stood in the center.

Almost at the moment when Jiang Hao stood up, a burning sensation invaded his whole body, as if something was pouring into the meridians.”Xianhe blood heritage, official change of owners!”

After the voice dropped, Jiang Hao's eyes suddenly closed, and various and complex incantations echoed in his mind, which was the pithy formula of cultivation.