The True King of the Alien

Chapter 45 Inheritance of the Power of Ancestors

"Yang Jian! Don't think that I'm not your opponent if I break my arm now. Humph, now my father is seriously injured, and his strength is not even as good as that of Mu Xingshi in the early stage of entry. When the owners of these six families leave, don't blame me for being ruthless! The iron guard I have secretly cultivated for so many years is finally going to show my fists!" The eldest son Yang Tian spewed fire with his eyes. He looked at Yang Jian, who was calm in the field, and said secretly in his heart.

Yang Tian's left sleeve was empty, and his whole left arm was broken shoulder to shoulder. In the mountain of mythical beasts, his team encountered a terrible beast frenzy. There were 120 people in the whole team, more than 80 people were trampled and killed by barbarians, and no less than 110 people were injured, which can be said to have suffered heavy casualties. Yang Tian was so unlucky that he bumped into a powerful beast king when he ran away.

The barbarian beast king is more powerful than the five elements master in the later period of entry. When Yang Tian meets such barbarian beasts, the ending can be imagined. In the end, although he narrowly escaped, his whole left arm was bitten off by the beast king!

And the first lady looked at Yang Jian with a gloomy face, secretly regretting why she didn't kill Yang Jian with his mother's third wife at the beginning!

These three people have ghosts in their hearts. How can Yang Jian not know?

"I'm afraid that if you don't do it, if you dare to do it, I won't have to bother to find an excuse to kill you." Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and deep in his eyes were cold murderousness and a faint sneer.

After Yang Xiong announced that Yang Jian was the new head of the Yang family, he immediately took Yang Jian to his study.

Yang Xiong's study is spacious and bright, and there are many books in it. Many books are even unique books left over tens of thousands of years ago!

Crunch!

Yang Xiong walked to the desk with Yang Jian's help. He twisted a button under the desk with his right hand, and the wall behind him suddenly sank in with a creak.

Secret room! This is the entrance to the secret room of the Yang family!

"Is this?" Looking at the secret room that suddenly appeared in front of him, Yang Jian showed surprise.

"This is the place where the bones of the owners of the Yang family are buried, and at the same time, the biggest secret that only the owners of my Yang family know." Yang Xiong said in a low voice.

"What?" Yang Jian was shocked.

"Let's go." Yang Xiong said and walked in with a weak step. Yang Jian's eyebrows were slightly locked, and he also followed in.

Entering the secret room, the first thing you can see is a tall tombstone! Yes, it's a tombstone! A five-meter-high tombstone!

"The tomb of Yang Ke, the fourth head of the Yang family!"

"The tomb of Yang Mingjun, the eleventh head of the Yang family!"

"The tomb of Yang Shaoqing, the 37th head of the Yang family!"

"The tomb of Yang Fengze, the 53rd head of the Yang family!"

"The tomb of Yang Fengling, the 60th head of the Yang family!"

"The tomb of Yang Hui, the 81st head of the Yang family!"

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A tombstone is like a bronze god of war standing one by one, dense, no more than a hundred. I don't know how long these tombstones have been standing, and many of the handwriting on them have become blurred. If it hadn't been for Yang Jian's amazing eyesight, it would have been impossible to see them clearly.

"The tomb of Yang Qianlong, the 90th head of the Yang family!"

In the tombstone in the front row, Yang Jian suddenly found the tombstone of Yang Qianlong, the previous head of the family!

"This...the ancestor of the Yang family has fallen?" Yang Jian was shocked. Yang Qianlong is the ancestor of the Yang family in the mouth of the children of the Yang family, who created the whole Yang family in Qingmu Town. If the ancestor of the Yang family has fallen, who is the old man in the Wu Pavilion? Yang Jian has always felt that the old man is likely to be the ancestor of the Yang family, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Not bad..." Yang Xiong shook his head and sighed, "The five-emen master in the later period of entry can live for up to 500 years. The ancestor failed to break through to the secret world in his life, and finally fell here at the age of 510."

"Who is the old man in the Wu Pavilion?" Yang Jian asked.

"The old man..." Yang Xiong seemed to have an unspeakable secret. "The identity of the old man is very mysterious, and his strength is even more unfathomable. He came to the Yang family thousands of years ago and called his ancestors a brother. Later, the ancestor fell, and he also lived in the Wu Pavilion since then. He has not left the Wu Pavilion for nearly 300 years.

"Have you lived for a thousand years?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "That's at least a strong man at the secret level!" How could he know his ancestors?

"I don't know about this. Maybe only he and his ancestors know." Yang Xiong shook his head and said, "You don't know. In fact, most of the skills and techniques in the Wu Pavilion are provided by this old man. If not, we wouldn't let him live in the Wu Pavilion all the time.

"What? Is it all provided by the old man?" Yang Jian was shocked. There are thousands of skills and techniques in the Wu Pavilion. Most of the skills and techniques are provided by the old man.

"In fact, this old man is also equivalent to an amulet of my Yang family. With him, even if the ancestor has fallen, the other three families do not dare to provoke our Yang family." Yang Xiong smiled and said, "It's just that his existence has always been a secret of our Yang family. Among the other three families, only the patriarchs of their respective owners know his existence.

"What's wrong with the monthly ancestral instructions for the children of the clan to practice?" Yang Jian suddenly thought of the first floor of the Wu Pavilion, which was the ancestor of the Yang family, that is, the place where Yang Qianlong, the previous head of the Yang family, guided the children of the family to practice.

"That's actually the virtual shadow condensed by Mr. Ye. Although it looks like a real person, it's not." Mr. Ye in Yang Xiong's mouth is the old man who guards the cabinet in the martial arts pavilion.

"Condensed with a real-life virtual shadow?" Yang Jian was secretly shocked, "Mr. Ye's strength is too strong!"

"Okay, let's go in. However, before entering, you should kowtow to the masters of all dynasties. With that, Yang Xiong knelt on his first knee and kowtowed to the heads of all generations.

Although Yang Jian was somewhat reluctant, he knelt down behind Yang Xiong when he finally thought of Mr. Yang San.

"Yang Xiong, the ninety-second head of the Yang family, and Yang Jian, the ninety-third head of the Yang family, pay homage to the head of successive generations!" Yang Xiong kowtowed heavily as he spoke. Yang Jian also kowtowed.

After kowtowing three times and nine times, Yang Xiong knelt on his knees and said to the tombstones of the heads of the past dynasties: "The masters of all dynasties, the fate of the ancestors have never been forgotten! Today, Yang Jian, the ninety-third head of the Yang family, is a metallic body and has been cultivated to the middle of entry. In the future, he will be able to break through to the secret place, open the treasure of his ancestors, and revive the heroism of our Yang family!"

As soon as Yang Xiong's voice fell, the originally silent tombstone group suddenly sounded like an earthquake, making a rumble sound!

"This... This is the spirit of the masters of all dynasties cheering in heaven! My Yang family finally has a day to come out!" Seeing this scene, Yang Jian was slightly shocked, but Yang Xiong shouted excitedly.

Rumble!

The violent tremor did not mean to stop at all. In the end, all the tombstones flew up in the air and flew over Yang Xiong and Yang Jian's heads! Ninety tombstones formed a circle over the heads of the two people!

Brush!

Just as Yang Xiong and Yang Jian were shocked to be speechless, a golden light fell from the sky and fell on Yang Jian. At this time, Yang Jian, who was kneeling on his knees, suddenly felt a mysterious energy entering his body.

This energy is like a trickle of water and a surging river. After a big week in Yang Jian's body, it was integrated into his flesh and blood.

"This...what's going on?" Yang Jian was shocked. This energy is actually transforming his body after integrating into his own flesh and blood! In less than a moment, Yang Jian felt that his body was stronger than the three-turn marrow refining realm of Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong. Although it still can't be compared with the body of the four-transition blood realm of "Jiu Zhuan Yuan Gong", it is more than three times more powerful than just now.

"The power of the ancestors! This is the power of the ancestors! The power of ancestors is passed down from generation to generation through blood, but the power of blood is weaker than generation. Now the power of ancestors in the remaining body after the death of the owners of the family has been integrated into your body!" Yang Xiong was overjoyed, "It's a pity that the second and third head of the family don't know the life or death so far. Otherwise, the power of your ancestors in your body will reach a terrible level!" It's not impossible to break through to the secret world! This is the help of the masters of all generations to help you!"

Yang Xiong's eyes widened in shock. He had never heard of the inheritance of such ancestor power, let alone seen it.

"The power of ancestors?" Feeling the mysterious energy integrated into his flesh and blood, Yang Jian felt an indescribable comfort all over his body. Moreover, at this time, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his strength was at least twice as strong as before.

"Just this little ancestor's power is so powerful, what kind of existence would the ancestors be in those years?" Yang Jian can't imagine how strong the power of the ancestors of the Yang family is, at least for example, Buddha is a hundred times stronger!

Rumble!

When the inheritance of the power of the ancestors was completed, all the tombstones flew back to their positions by themselves, like giant swords in the sky, straight into the sky.

"Go, go in with me. There are the peerless treasures left by our ancestors for future generations!" Yang Xiong was so excited that he couldn't get it again, and his original seriously injured body seemed to have healed. He stood up and walked quickly to the inside of the secret room without Yang Jian's help.

The secret room is rectangular, and the entrance is the tombstones of these neatly arranged ancestors, and the interior is the Yang family's accumulation for nearly ten thousand years!

Although the Yang family has declined little by little in the past ten thousand years, the accumulation of nearly ten thousand years is not comparable to that of ordinary families. The mountains of magic swords and sharp blades have almost become the brocade boxes, porcelain bottles, jade bottles, all kinds of rare treasures, and so on. There are countless.

"This..." Looking at the rare treasure like a mountain in front of him, Yang Jian was a little shocked.

"These are the treasures that my Yang family has accumulated for thousands of years, but these are not the best. The best are the treasures left by our ancestors!" Yang Xiong was also very excited to look at the strange treasures piled up in front of him.

"Come with me." Yang Xiong said and walked deeper into the secret room.

------Unold and brazen, ask for red tickets and collect--------