After hearing Ling Wei's explanation, Ling Xiao finally realized his enlightenment.

According to Ling Wei, the ancestor might have fallen back to the Xuanling Continent of the ancestral land after a battle with the ancestor of the Demon Tiger Clan, thus leaving behind the inheritance of Ling Xiao’s lineage.

The reason why Ling Xiao was sure was because he got the Obsidian Cauldron in his hand!

All of this makes sense!

"No wonder I could practice the ancient emperor's magical skills at the beginning, but the people of the Gu family only cultivated the four-dimensional world. It turns out that I really have the bloodline of the Golden Clan." Ling Xiao sighed in his heart.

He really didn't expect that he was also from a wealthy family!

Ling Xiao realized Ling Wei's closeness to him, and also struck while the iron was hot and asked, "I don't understand some things about Grandpa. Is there anything we do with our Golden Clan bloodline and the Dragon Clan bloodline? When I was practicing the ancient emperor magical skills, I accidentally refined the dragon blood so that I could gradually practice it."

This question is targeted, because this is the key to the mystery of the Golden Clan’s bloodline.

Is the blood of the Golden Clan dragon blood?

This question has been lingering in Ling Xiao's mind for a long time.

"Haha, this question is good. Everyone wants to practice our ancient emperor magical skills. They once thought that our bloodline was the same as dragon blood. As long as he refines dragon blood, he could practice it. In fact, it was not, our golden clan blood indeed had some connection with dragon blood, but dragon blood was just the key to activate the power of our bloodline. It was not our Jin clan. Even if he refines more dragon blood, he would not be able to practice the ancient emperor magical skills!" Ling Wei explained with a smile.

"So that's it. At the beginning, I thought that refining dragon blood was the guarantee for me to practice the ancient emperor's magical skills. It was just the initiator that activated my blood power, which made me perfect my magical skills!" Ling Xiao suddenly realized.

Now he finally understood that the existence of practicing the ancient emperor's magical skills still requires the Jin clan to practice it. Even if others get the mantra, it is useless.

All the worries in his heart were wiped out. He always felt that he had been convinced by the essence and blood left by Prince Zhan, which made him a descendant of the Jin clan. I think nothing of this was not very relevant. He absorbed Prince Zhan's residual soul, which was the secret to allowing him to obtain the ancient emperor's magical power, and the essence and blood were just to purify his bloodline power.

It seems that their Ling family is also from the Jin tribe's bloodline.

However, the Ling family has been married to ordinary people too much, and there is no dragon blood refining, so it is impossible to know how much blood power it can activate.

"Since you are from Xuanling Continent, I believe my ancestors were there too. I must discuss with the patriarch. Maybe the ancestors are in Xuanling Continent." Ling Wei seemed to think of something, and after saying something, he hurried to find patriarch Ling Bo.

Ling Xiao temporarily settled in the territory of the Jin clan.

The rooms arranged for him by the clan were quite simple, but the clan leader sent people to reward him with a lot of good things. The divine crystals given by him alone were as high as 100 million. Among them, there are the complete version of the ancient emperor's magical skills and some cultivation experience, as well as many historical facts and genealogies about the Jin clan.

Now Ling Xiao recognizes his ancestors and returns to his hometown, and he has also gained a name on the genealogy.

"The loss of essence and blood is a bit worth it," Ling Xiao said in his heart.

In the days that followed, Ling Xiao became familiar with the environment here and the tribesmen here.

Although the Jin tribe is known as the oldest and most powerful race in the Tianlong region, they are not as terrible as the outside world. Instead, they live a life of peace and stability just like people from ordinary villages.

People get along very well with each other.

However, they seem to have a belliger factor.

Every day, people compete in the open space of the martial arts field.

Ling Xiao was always interested in watching them fight and seeing what the power of the ancient emperor magic skills they practiced was different from him.

After some observation, Ling Xiao found that they had all their strength to improve their combat power. Few people could form the real dragon fighting spirit, at most they were the dragon fighting spirit, and the power they had increased was only between ten times and twenty times.

This is a lot different from his dozens of times.

Despite this, they are definitely the first-class masters who are one against three when they are placed outside.

At this time, Ling Fei appeared beside Ling Xiao and said, "Do you want to go up and practice? Let them, the rabbit, know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and there are people beyond the sky!"

Ling Xiao had a good impression of Ling Fei, the fifth brother of Ping Yi, which reminded him of his third uncle Ling Tao, and they were all generous.

"Forget it, my strength is not embarrassing!" Ling Xiao said modestly.

"What's the matter? Everyone stops when they are on the right track. Besides, with magical skills to protect the body and heal the wounds, some pain is nothing." Ling Fei said insistently, and then he shouted in the direction of the martial arts field, "Who wants to compete with Uncle Ling Xiao? Whoever wins can get my private reward."

The men and men on the sidelines all cheered.

They all have people from ten years old to hundreds of years old here, but their seniority is not as old as Ling Xiao and Ling Feigao.

However, their overall strength is not weak, and they are all pillars of the Jin clan's future.

"I would like to fight with Uncle Ling Xiao!" A young man who was only in his forties stood up and bowed and shouted.

This young man is not weak in strength, and he has actually reached the strength of an intermediate saint. If he fights with all his might, he will be able to compete with a high-level saint.

Ling Fei waved his hand and said, "Ling Qinghua, you are not an opponent of Uncle Ling Xiao. You can only reach the strength of the Holy Emperor. Your uncle has condensed into the real dragon fighting spirit, and not everyone can challenge it!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of these people looking at Ling Xiao became a little hot and admiring.

Those who can condense into the battle energy of the true dragon are all those whose blood power is stimulated to the peak. They will grow very powerfully. Only one-tenth of the people in the clan can achieve this.

These people are all real treasures in the clan, and they usually use the best resources to provide them with them so that they can grow and become stronger.

"I, Ling Qingxin, ask for advice from my uncle!" A figure kicked lightly, jumped to the middle of the martial arts field, and said with a call.

This person looks only a hundred years old, but has reached the strength of a mid-level Saint Emperor. He is truly a descendant of a big family. This Tianbin is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

However, Ling Qingxin is only at a medium level among many descendants of the Jin clan.

"Ling Xiao, you are one level higher than him, don't lose our generation's face!" Ling Fei quipped.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, moved his body lightly, and fell to the center of the martial arts platform in a leisurely manner like a floating leaf.

Ling Xiao was handsome and elegant, and his agile body movement immediately made people's eyes shine.

Especially the girls in those tribes couldn't help but exclaim.

"Uncle Ling Xiao is so handsome. I don't know how strong he is!"

"Uncle Ling Xiao is not as old as me, but he is already the Holy Emperor, and he is still the real dragon fighting spirit, so his strength is definitely not to be mentioned."

"Brother Qing Xin is not weak either. Ordinary high-level holy emperors will not be his opponent. If he can increase his combat power to about fifteen times, there will be a battle between dragons and tigers."

"Haha, let's take a look first. If Uncle Ling Xiao has the ability, I will force him to chase him."

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"Uncle Ling Xiao, please!" Ling Qingxin gave the initiative to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao said, "I am an elder, so why should I take action first? I will let you do three moves, come on!"

Ling Qingxin was a little hesitant, but Ling Fei shouted below, "Qingxin will do what you Uncle Ling Xiao does."

Ling Qingxin nodded gently and became serious immediately. Then his combat power increased a lot. He rushed towards Ling Xiao like an arrow that took off his string.

Ling Qingxin did not use his weapons because his body was the most powerful weapon. His fist turned into a dragon shape and made a shocking punch.

The dragon was fierce and slapped down directly at Ling Xiao.

Faced with this powerful blow, Ling Xiao put his hands behind him, and his body was like a floating leaf, gently avoiding Ling Qingxin's move.

Ling Qing Xinsheng didn't expect Ling Xiao to react so quickly, and he seemed to have ignored his attack.

ah!

Ling Qingxin shouted, his momentum reached the high point, his fists came out one after another, and the two dragons went out to sea, with their power more than twice as powerful as before, and the power of this space was shaken.

"It's interesting, but you're still too weak. Give me a little more improvement!" Ling Xiao said, his body changed again, and he directly avoided Ling Qingxin's attack. At the same time, after the figure reached Ling Qingxin, he patted his shoulder and said.

Ling Qingxin was quite depressed. He found that Ling Xiao’s speed was amazingly fast, so he couldn’t catch it!

"Uncle Ling Xiao, please be careful, I'm going to use the holy weapon!" Ling Qingxin had an extra high-level holy gun in his hand, dancing with gusts of gun wind, locking Ling Xiao and stabbing towards Ling Xiao.

The many dense gun shadows make people unable to defend against, and their power is invincible, enough to destroy mountains and crack the earth.

Ling Qingxin has no reservations about this move. His power has reached an average high-level holy emperor, and his destructive power is very amazing.

And Ling Xiao did not avoid or dodge this time.

He smiled faintly, raised one arm, and blocked the attacks of these gun shadows casually.

Ding bells!

Many guns were beaten out by Ling Xiao with his arm, and he could not hurt him at all.

Everyone around the surroundings exclaimed.

"Uncle Ling Xiao is so powerful, his body has reached a state of incomprehensible swords and guns. Is he already a God King?"

"It can't be the God King, otherwise why would Uncle Ling Fei ask us to challenge him? It should be because Uncle Ling Xiao's defense is too powerful. He has already cultivated his magical skills to the level of great success."

"That's right, I heard that Uncle Ling Xiao is already a half-dragon body. How can a mere holy weapon hurt him? At least a half-divine weapon is needed to cause damage to him. No wonder Uncle Ling Xiao dared to let Brother Qing Xin three moves. The two are not at the same level!"

"It seems that there is another monster in our clan. Only those monsters in the outer sect and those brothers and sisters who are hidden by the elders can compete with him!"
Chapter completed!