When the phantom struck that finger, another illusory image appeared in front of Ji Hao. These were the stories hidden deep in the human bloodline and the ancestors of the ancient human race had encountered.

In the vast mountains, most of the tops of a towering mountain peak were covered with snow. On the top of the mountain, hundreds of towering trees naturally grew into a huge chair, and a green body rose all over the body. Ci and the old man, who were thousands of feet tall, sat on the big chair, lowered their heads and looked at a white-haired old man kneeling on the ground with pity.

"People, how can your weak bodies bear any strength?"

"Although I have mastered the way of life and I can thoroughly understand the life, death and withering of all plants, I can't help you."

"Your bodies are too weak. Although there are veins in your body, what can those veins that are completely blocked and extremely fragile? You cannot even bear the tiniest slightest input of the energy of heaven and earth. I cannot give you powerful methods here."

The white-haired old man was not covered with clothes, and a few tattered leaves were wrapped around his waist. His eyes were shining with wisdom.

He looked at the huge old man in front of him and respectfully prayed: "The Emperor of Heaven in the East, the most kind emperor in the world, our human race is really too weak, but the beasts and other monsters in the mountains and forests are getting stronger and stronger. If you can't help us, then our human race will really perish."

After a long silence, the old man sitting on the chair slowly stood up, raised the heavy wooden stick in his hand, and shook it gently. The ferry was scared, Yan, brother-in-law watched Xin Jie Zhang

"I am the life condensed by the essence of the Qingmu in heaven and earth. Although I have thought of a way to help you, I am powerless because I only have the same body as you, but I have no flesh and blood!"

"People, go and pray for those powerful creatures, those powerful creatures with flesh and blood, and with a trace of kindness in their hearts. The powerful hope of your human race is in them! If you can get their gifts and their protection, you will always have hope of surviving."

The wooden stick in the old man's hand spewed out a green air, leaving a blue mark on the old man's eyebrows.

"This is a secret method of bloodline inheritance. Teach it to all the human races in the world, and then it depends on your luck."

Ji Hao's eyes flashed with golden red light, and suddenly woke up from that illusion. He remembered the scenes he had seen when he was unconscious. The ancestors of the Golden Crow tribe prayed for the help of the ancient Golden Crow, obtained their natal essence and blood from them, and opened the source of power of the Golden Crow tribe. Is all this the source of this old man with green air rising all over his body?

The Emperor of Heaven in the East?

Dongfang, Jiamu, is that the legendary Qing Emperor?

But soon, the violent shock from the body made Ji Hao unable to think anymore. There were only dozens of main meridians in the human body, and there were other medium, small and extremely tiny meridians. God knows how many of them could be.

But today Ji Hao found out that a pure human race has statistics on the meridians in the body, from the top of the head to the toes, from the internal organs to the skin, from the bone marrow to the blood vessels, there are a total of 129,600 meridians that can be circulated by wizard power.

It happens to be a one-yuan number!

These meridians are a bit extremely small, so small that even Ji Hao's divine thoughts cannot detect their existence.

However, with the fingers of the phantom, Ji Hao's meridians fluctuated violently, and all the meridians of all sizes emitted a faint light at the same time. Even the smallest meridians, which were only one ten thousandth of the thickness of their hair, were somewhat two or three extremely subtle witch holes flashing.

The powerful wizard power sprayed out by the Golden Crow Totem is constantly injecting into these extremely subtle veins. The extremely small and extremely veins gradually light up and gradually expand, just like the opening of heaven and earth. Some completely bonded veins gradually become flexible and powerful, and gradually become smooth and agile.

A tiny wizard of wizard power began to flow in these veins. As the wizard power flowed, the essence and blood in Ji Hao's body continued to pour into these veins, nourishing and strengthening them, so that they could accommodate more and stronger wizard power.

For a moment, Ji Hao's entire body veins were unobstructed. Ji Hao felt that he had become an empty black hole, and he needed more and more powerful witch power to replenish it.

Compared with the state where more than 200 golden crow veins were completely filled at the beginning, Ji Hao roughly estimated that all the meridians in his body are now unobstructed, these meridians are large and small, long and short, and the amount of witch power they can accommodate. However, overall calculations are the total amount of witch power that the meridians in his body can accommodate should be more than 300 times that just now!

If all meridians are filled with witch power in this state, and then use such huge witch power to open the witch hole, then the witch power contained in each witch hole of Ji Hao will be three hundred times that of the previous one!

Ji Hao, who has just broken through the great witch and has made a great witch with his current physical foundation, has three hundred times more powerful than himself who has broken through with his physical foundation just now!

Invincible at the same level!

Absolutely invincible at the same level!

Ji Hao only felt that his hair was standing up one by one, what a terrible gap in strength!

His current foundation is at least dozens of times more powerful than his ancestors who have obtained the complete Golden Crow inheritance in ancient times. In other words, as long as Ji Hao continues to practice smoothly, his future achievements will definitely surpass all the ancestors of the Golden Crow Tribe!

"Good intentions, do bad things!" The phantom sighed rumblingly: "The first generation of Qing Emperor in the world is a chaotic old man who wants to help others, but people go astray. But he saved the human race at that time, and I don't know how to calculate the calculation."

"Who said that human veins are weak and cannot bear the power of heaven and earth? The human body can tolerate all divine beasts and divine birds' cultivation methods. Doesn't this mean that the human veins are one of the most potential groups in heaven and earth? The weakness of natural veins can be strengthened after the day, but once the cultivation method goes astray, it will be difficult to correct it."

"That Si Wenming... has gone the right way."

The phantom mumbled softly, then gradually dissipated, and finally left a sentence: "Try yourself to conceal the smooth flow of meridians in your body... Before you have Si Wenming as powerful as Si Wenming, don't let anyone know that you have broken through the confinement of the Golden Crow bloodline!"

Ji Hao remained silent. The Golden Crow Totem had stopped pouring witch power into Ji Hao. He landed gently on the ground, crossed his hands in front of his chest, thanking the Golden Crow Totem to the ancestral temple and thanking the Golden Crow Totem.

All the veins in the body lit up a faint red light. Although the light of most veins was still very dim, far less than the more than 200 golden crow veins, Ji Hao had already seen infinite possibilities.

With a new context and the correct path, Ji Hao felt his "empty" body and smiled softly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!