Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

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

Then, the contract paper on the table burst into flames. The flame was crimson, burning from the edge of the paper to the middle, and scorched ashes rolled up along the edge of the paper.

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

The housekeeper showed a relieved smile, "Deacon Song, what does it mean for my bloodline power to be placed in the Song family?"

The deacon looked at it lightly, spread his palms, and a flame was burning coaxingly.

The butler stopped laughing when he saw it, "Deacon Song has been involved in good fortune, it seems that he has taken a lot of pills."

"What are you talking about? I have cultivated it step by step, um. I did take some pills, but they are all foreign things, and I never value them."

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

The deacon said indifferently, "The Suzaku clan was also a little-known clan back then, and it took thousands of years of slaughter and growth to reach that point.

Even if we use pills to improve and realize self-transformation, if we want to catch up, it is not within three to five years.

According to the Suzaku Clan, my current bloodline level is only fifth-rate. If I want to be recognized, I must be at least third-rate or above. "

Is this the fifth rate?

The steward said: "I mean, things like blood are useless. It's better to be happy when you improve your strength."

"If you don't talk like this, the Patriarch won't like it."

The deacon said coldly: "You only stare at the three-acre land in Yunshui County, how do you know the vastness of the world?

The Song family was only able to get rich for a while, and it was only for three generations. If they want to continue to prosper, they need foundation.

What is the background? Money is not, it will be spent. It's not about strength either, when a person dies, he's gone.

The real background is the blood!

Bloodline determines the lower limit and upper limit, such as the ancient race, no matter how poorly mixed, it is not comparable to those ordinary sect disciples.

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

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

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

The compass instantly turned red.

click click click

A trace of cracks appeared.

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

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

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

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

However, the specific family it came from needs to be evaluated again. "

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 Patriarch. It is said that it is an ancestral item of the Suzaku clan. The blood test is extremely accurate. I want to see who this person is so I can make countermeasures.

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

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

"Well, let him receive the reward. First reward him with a few big mouths, and then issue a temporary work certificate. The follow-up will be discussed according to the severity of the matter."

Shortly after.

A man in black came to the courtyard, holding a cloth package in his hand, "The treasure has been brought."

Only then did Deacon Song get up to greet him personally, took the package and opened it, and saw a simple and simple stone tablet and a book.

"Thank you for your hard work. Say hello to Patriarch for me."

After sending the man in black away, Deacon Song put the small stone tablet on the table and fetched some blood, with a serious expression on his face, "I'll come in person this time."

The butler couldn't help being curious, "Is this the ancestral token of the Suzaku clan?"

"This thing can be psychic."

Deacon Song said: "The head of the family once revealed that this treasure itself does not have power, but it can communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth.

How much power it can exert depends on the caster.

Testing qualifications is just a subsidiary effect. "

After saying that, a crimson flame ignited in his hand, burning and cracking the compass, and wrapped in the dust-sized blood essence, dripping on the small stone tablet.

In an instant, red light illuminated his face.

The small stele turned red, like a piece of hot iron.

The two fell into silence.

"One, two, three. Twenty-six stripes, what does that mean?" the butler asked.

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

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

He fetched 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 Suzaku clan."

The housekeeper was surprised, and stood up suddenly, "Arrested my family? Damn, that bastard, I'm going to kill him right now."

"Not my family."

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief, "Who is that?"

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

The housekeeper's pupils trembled, and he walked away, "I still have some things to do. I wish the deacon a smooth career, a full house of children and grandchildren, and incense burning in front of the grave."

"Wait!"

Deacon Song tugged at the butler's sleeve, "I've been in charge of the alchemy 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 alchemy? I don't know it. I'm leaving. Don't be an old man."

Deacon Song let go of his hand, "Forget it, this matter must be decided by the Patriarch, but the Patriarch is currently retreating.

Only you, the old housekeeper, can get close. If you delay things, that one doesn't care who is responsible, and we will be punished together. "

The housekeeper pondered for a moment, "That's all, I'll ask the Patriarch to leave immediately."

...

The head of the Song family quickly left the customs and appeared in the hall.

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

"How many times have I told you that when you arrest people, can't you check your identity first?"

"Patriarch calm down." Deacon Song said, "The situation there is still stable now. He wants to buy all the medicine primers. If he is not angry, we will give it to him."

"Stable ass!"

The Patriarch was furious, "He killed a bunch of us! All the alchemists are dead!

Are you doing this because you want to waste most of my life's hard work? "

ah this

Deacon Song didn't dare to say anything more, "That's according to what the Patriarch said"

"Bring something and go make amends."

The Patriarch pinched his brows and took a deep breath, "I still hope to hang out in the clan in my lifetime, and the people there can't be offended, and if there are stains left, I'm done.

You kill all the relevant people, and then go to make up for it, and send all the pills that have been refined recently.

The descendants of the direct line must not be short of cultivation resources, but this thing is not a mortal thing, and it will have great fortune after eating it, so he will definitely not refuse it. "

Fortunately, with this magical medicine, even if the people of the ancient race came, he could survive.

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

"What can I do?"

The head of the family said indifferently, "26 stripes. What are you doing? The number one in trouble, the one with the highest talent in the Suzaku clan, you know?

That person is said to only have 21 Taos, I didn't fully understand, when did this Suzaku clan come out with such a character, I have never heard of it! "

Deacon Song was puzzled, but was greatly shocked.

"Forget it, it doesn't seem important enough to let you go, I'll let my son go there in person."

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