Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

He stretched out his hand, as if he was dragging a heavy object. Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his face, and the surrounding temperature also increased significantly.

Then, the contract paper on the table burned with a bang. The flame was crimson red, burning from the edge of the paper to the middle, and the charred ashes rolled up along the edge of the paper.

Gradually, the **** fingerprint was burned, gently lifted by the crimson flame, and turned into a tiny drop of blood, undetectable to the naked eye.

The housekeeper showed a relieved smile, "Deacon Song, my current bloodline power is placed in the Song family, how does that count?"

Deacon Dandan looked at it, his palms spread out, and flames were burning coaxingly.

When the butler saw it, he stopped laughing, "Deacon Song has participated in good fortune, it seems that the medicinal herbs are not too few."

"What, I cultivated it step by step, um... I did take some medicine pills, but they were all foreign objects, and I never valued those."

The housekeeper said: "I value it, give me a little next time?"

Deacon Dandan said, "The Suzaku Clan was a little-known clan back then, and it has gone through thousands of years of killing and growing to get to that point.

It is not within three years or five years that we want to catch up with the elixir to improve ourselves and achieve self-transformation.

My current bloodline level, according to the Suzaku clan, is only fifth-rate, and if I want to be recognized, I must at least be at the third-rate or above. "

Is this the top five?

The steward said: "I mean to say, the bloodline is useless, it is not as good as the happiness that comes from the improvement of strength."

"Don't talk like this, the owner doesn't like it."

The deacon said coldly, "You are only staring at the land of Yunshui County, how do you know the vastness of the world?

For the Song family to be today, it is only a temporary wealth. It is only rich for three generations. If you want to continue to prosper, you need a background.

What is the foundation? Money is not, it will be spent. Strength is not the same, people are gone when they die.

The real background is the bloodline!

Bloodline determines the lower limit and upper limit, such as ancient races, no matter how bad they are, they are not comparable to those of ordinary sect disciples.

You know, there were ancient races that were exterminated three times, but then they all rose up silently. There was a young man who walked out of the ruins and killed all the enemies. No one knows how he grew up.

Since then, there have been rules, and the ancient races are invincible, because they have the blessing from the Ascended, and they are immortal and immortal. "

The housekeeper stopped talking, took out a small compass from his arms, and put tiny blood beads on it.

The compass turned red instantly.

Kacha Kacha...

A trace of crack appeared.

The butler gradually lost his expression, and the deacon sat up straight.

The two looked at the cracked compass and pondered for a while.

"Deacon Song, what do you think?" the butler asked.

Deacon Song pondered: "Only the bloodline of the ancient race can destroy the compass, because of the blessing of the power of the ascendant, I don't think he will be a loose cultivator.

But the specific family from which it comes, still needs to be reassessed. "

The housekeeper thought for a while, "So, I have to write an apology letter again?"

Deacon Song said, "I have to apply for a sacred artifact from the head of the family. It is said to be the ancestral artifact of the Suzaku clan. The blood test is extremely accurate.

In addition, the store that sent the blood samples is still there. "

The steward said, "It's still there."

"Well, I can let him receive the reward. First reward him with a few big mouths, and then issue a temporary worker certificate, and then discuss it according to the severity of the matter."

Shortly after.

A man in black came to the courtyard with a cloth parcel in his hand, "The treasure has been taken."

Only then did Deacon Song get up to greet him in person. He took the package and opened it. He saw a small ancient stone tablet and a book.

"It's hard work, say hello to the owner on my behalf."

After sending the man in black away, Deacon Song put the small stone tablet on the table, and took the blood of Xu essence, with a dignified expression, "I will come in person this time."

The housekeeper couldn't help but wonder, "Is this the ancestral token of the Suzaku?"

"This thing is psychic."

Deacon Song said: "The owner once revealed that this treasure itself is not powerful, but it can communicate with the spirits of heaven and earth.

How much power it can exert depends entirely on the caster.

Testing qualifications is just an auxiliary function. "

After all, a crimson flame burned in his hand, burning the cracked compass, wrapped in the dust-sized blood essence, and dripping on the small stone tablet.

In an instant, red light illuminated his face.

The small stone tablet turned red, like a red-hot iron block.

The two fell silent.

"One, two, three... 26 stripes, what do they mean?" the butler asked.

It looks very high-end, as expected of the Suzaku clan.

Deacon Song was stunned and said uncertainly: "Wait a minute, I'll check the manual, maybe it's broken."

He took the book, flipped through it for a while, and closed it again.

"broken."

He was lost in thought.

"What's wrong? Which ancient race is it from?"

Deacon Song said, "The book says that this pure red light belongs to the Vermillion Bird Clan."

The housekeeper was surprised and stood up suddenly, "Have you arrested your own family? Fuck, that bastard, I'll kill him right away."

"Not my family."

When the butler heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Who is that?"

Deacon Song said: "It's from the Cangxuan Continent, at least from the bloodline."

The housekeeper Tong Kong was shocked and walked away, "I still have some things to do. I wish the deacon a smooth career, a full house of children and grandchildren, and a high incense burnt in front of the grave."

"Wait!"

Deacon Song tugged at the butler's sleeve, "I've been in charge of that Pill Hall for so many years, and it may have benefited you a lot. You have to help me find a way."

The steward said, "What is Dantang? I don't know, I'm leaving, don't suffer the old man."

Deacon Song let go of his hand, "Well, this matter must be decided by the Patriarch, but the Patriarch is in retreat.

Only you, the old housekeeper, can approach. If you delay things, whoever is responsible will be punished together. "

The housekeeper pondered for a moment, "Forget it, I will immediately ask the patriarch to exit the customs~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The patriarch of the Song family will leave soon and appear in the hall.

His clothes were disheveled and his face was down. After listening to Deacon Song's report, his voice was furious.

"How many times have you explained that you can't check your identity before you arrest someone?"

"Patriarch calm down." Deacon Song said, "The situation there is fairly stable now. He wants to buy all the medicine primers, and he hasn't gotten angry yet. We will give it to him."

"Steady ass!"

The owner was furious, "He killed a bunch of us! Several alchemists are dead!

You are doing this to make most of my life's efforts go to waste? "

ah this...

Deacon Song didn't dare to say it again, "That's according to what the head of the family said..."

"Bring something and make amends."

The Patriarch pinched his eyebrows and sighed deeply, "I also hope to go to the clan in my lifetime, the people over there can't offend, and if you leave any stains, you will be finished.

You killed all the people involved, and then went to make up for it. In addition, all the medicinal pills that were refined recently were sent to you.

That direct descendant must have no shortage of cultivation resources, but this thing is not an ordinary thing, and if it is eaten, he will definitely not refuse it. "

Fortunately, with this magical medicine, even the people of the ancient race came, and he was stable.

Deacon Song was shocked, "Send it all over? This gift can be a bit heavy."

"How can that be?"

The head of the house said with an indifferent face, "26 stripes... What are you doing, the first place in trouble, the one with the highest talent in the Vermillion Bird clan, you know?

That person is said to be only 21, I don't even understand, when did this Suzaku Clan come out with such a person, I have never heard of it! "

Deacon Song was puzzled, but shocked.

"Forget it, letting you guys go doesn't seem like enough attention, I'll let my son go there in person."

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