The Mu family's foremost wastrel is reborn from nirvana and returns, causing heaven and earth to change color and the entire world to be rewritten. Heavenly treasures, hidden riches, and divine...
After all, she is also a descendant of the Guardian of God, and her bloodline has also been awakened, and before Hua Yue and others. It is not surprising that she has such talents and magical powers.
"Yes, this is very possible." Doctor Sun slapped his forehead and agreed with Mu Hanyan's guess.
He had seen so many incredible things in Mu Hanyan. He had been practicing medicine for decades and had seen so-called geniuses, but none could compare to Mu Hanyan. Apart from natural talent and supernatural powers, he couldn't think of any other possible explanation.
As for why Mu Hanyan's innate magical power could save Hua Yue and the other two at the same time, he didn't find it strange. It was said that some people, after their bloodline awakens, gain healing powers. They don't need any elixirs, but can revive the dead with their own energy, saving all living things. So why was it so strange that Mu Hanyan had such a natural ability?
After saying that, Doctor Sun also looked at Hua Yue curiously. No matter what, he was still a little curious about the three of them awakening their innate magical powers at the same time.
"I'm not quite sure either." Hua Yue shook his head and said. Although he had felt the strange power in the energy a long time ago, it was not until now that he realized that it was the power of innate magical power, but he still didn't know what kind of magical power it was.
"My problem may still be related to shape-shifting." Jiang Yuzhe said after thinking for a while.
Mu Hanyan and the others all knew about it. They said this not to hide it intentionally, but because they knew that although they had opened up the hidden meridians and successfully integrated the power of the supernatural power with the help of Mu Hanyan, it would take some time for them to truly comprehend the innate supernatural power from it, so they did not ask any more questions, but they were still a little curious in their hearts.
Hua Yue and the other two escaped danger safely, and they had also opened up their hidden meridians and ascended to the realm of swordsmanship. They believed they would soon be able to comprehend their innate magical powers, which was a perfect storm of joy. As the head of the Fang family, he felt compelled to celebrate and immediately arranged a banquet. The village was filled with the sound of firecrackers, making it even more festive than the New Year.
Tears of joy flashed in Yu Qingwan's eyes. She held Zirong's hand tightly. The two looked at each other lovingly and were silent for a long time.
Looking at the affectionate look on their faces, Mu Hanyan was moved and felt that everything she had done and all the risks she had taken were worth it.
However, recalling the previous situation, Mu Hanyan still felt a little worried. This time, when they were promoted to Sword Masters, the three of them were in danger. The next time they were promoted to Sword Saint, who knew if they would awaken again. Judging from Zirong's situation, it was very likely. She didn't know if she could still save them when that happened.
Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt a little puzzled. Why didn’t this happen when her bloodline awakened?
"Old man, are you there?" Mu Hanyan subconsciously shouted in her mind. Perhaps only Xinghuan Qianji could give the answer to these questions.
Besides the matters concerning Hua Yue and the other two, there was also the Divine Martial Breaking Heaven Art, the mysterious woman with starlight gathered in the scroll, and the Aolai divine beast. Mu Hanyan had too many doubts in her mind and wanted to find the answers from Xing Huan Qianji.
There was silence in my mind, no response.
"Senior Qianji, are you there?" Mu Hanyan waited for a moment, changed the name, and continued to call.
"The old man fell asleep, and Senior Qianji just woke up." Xinghuan Qianji yawned and said.
This old man is getting more and more stingy! Mu Hanyan was a little bit amused.
Thinking back to when Xing Huan Qianji first met, he had the air of a mysterious and sage who was ignorant of the mundane world. However, as time went by, perhaps because his strength grew and his memory gradually revived, Mu Hanyan saw the other side of this old man who was too concerned about his reputation and too stingy. There was no trace of the air of a master left.
But to be honest, Mu Hanyan still prefers this kind of Xinghuan Qianji, which is more human.
"You guessed right. Once Huayue and Zirong are promoted to the realm of Sword Saint, they will most likely have another blood awakening, which will be even more dangerous than today. If your strength at that time is not much stronger than theirs, you still won't be able to save them." Xinghuan Qianji took the initiative to speak before Mu Hanyan asked.
"Why is this happening? Why has this never happened to me?" Mu Hanyan asked in confusion.
"Actually, you already know the answer, so why bother asking me again?" Xinghuan Qianji said slowly.
"Do I know the answer?" Mu Hanyan was confused and said doubtfully.
"Haven't you guessed long ago that the three of them gathering around you was no coincidence? Every time their strength increased significantly, it was related to you. This time, the three of them opened their hidden meridians at the same time and their bloodlines awakened at the same time, it was also because of you.
If I'm not mistaken, the three of them are also descendants of the Guardians of God. As far as I know, each Guardian of God has different innate magical powers and bloodlines, and the methods for awakening are also different. Some are easy, while others require going through various tribulations.
For Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe, if they hadn't met you, they might never have had the chance to awaken their bloodline. Even if they had, it would have been much later than now. Even if they had awakened, they might not have been able to control it freely, just like their previous appearance. And there would definitely not have been such a good time.
Although they didn't awaken their bloodlines before the age of sixteen, missing the optimal age for cultivation, their awakening coincided with their advancement, stimulating the divine power within their bloodlines to its fullest potential. Therefore, the effect was no less impressive. If you diligently cultivate and master this power, your future achievements won't necessarily be inferior to yours; you'll be far superior to your past life.
However, it was precisely because they missed the opportunity that the magical power in their bloodline became too strong, so strong that even they themselves could not control it.
"Zirong's situation is even more unique. As far as I know, a divine guardian once awakened the power of demon pupils. He originally had a lifespan of a thousand years, but after awakening those demon pupils, he died within thirty years. "If Zirong hadn't met you, she would have been doomed this time. Even if she managed to survive this time, she would be doomed the next time as well," Xinghuan Qianji said slowly.
"How could this happen? Why is it because of me?" Mu Hanyan finally understood what Xinghuan Qianji meant.
Although she had long guessed that the strangeness of Hua Yue and the other two was related to herself, after hearing what Xing Huan Qianji said, Mu Hanyan was still shocked and even more confused.
If we are all descendants of the Guardian of God, why can Huayue and the other two gather around me and get the opportunity to awaken their bloodline again, and the timing is so good?
This is certainly no coincidence, but why is this happening?
Mu Hanfeng listened, looking thoughtfully at Mu Hanyan. He remembered a similar situation before: his sister's three guards had risen in strength alongside her. It was fine once, but it happened twice too. This couldn't be a coincidence. No matter how he looked at it, it felt a bit like following? Not the kind of following he was experiencing now, but rather a kind of following imprinted in their blood, etched in their souls?