"Maternity..." Cang smiled, "Do you call it that way? It's appropriate. Yes, the Maternity is indeed here, in the darkness, under the ban."

"Is this the source of the Mo tribe?"

"yes!"

The ancestor Biluoguan pondered for a moment and said, "How do you call your mother's nest for a while?"

The theory of maternal nest was proposed by the human race today. Judging from Cang's meaning, there seems to be other titles. Although one title cannot represent anything, sometimes it may also reflect some different things.

"Mo." Cang replied, "It calls itself Mo!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many ninth ranks frowned, and even Yang Kai, who was cooking tea, stopped moving and looked at Cang in surprise.

The Mo tribe's mother nest is Mo, there is no problem with this, but the one with the problem is Cang's statement.

"I call myself?" The ancestor Biluoguan looked solemn, "What do you mean by this senior? Could it be that the mother nest... still has his own wisdom?"

So far, the various armies of the human race have destroyed many Mo clan's mo nests, lord level, domain level, and king level.

I also have some understanding of the ink nest and the human race now.

Each ink nest has its own will. The Mo tribe uses the will of the ink nest as a carrier to penetrate into the ink nest space transformed by the will of the previous level of ink nest, thereby quickly transmitting information.

But whether it is the lord level, the domain level, or the king level ink nest, their will is blank. Simply put, they have will but have no wisdom.

But according to Cang's meaning, this mother nest seems to be different from other ink nests.

Cang nodded and said, "Of course, I am intelligent. In the early years, when I was bored, I would chat with it. Later... it annoyed me and ignored me if I was noisy."

All the ninth grades were shocked that the Mo clan’s mother nest was actually a dark nest with its own wisdom! This was really surprising.

Previously, the human race also speculated that the ink nest has the will, and one day it will give birth to its own spiritual intelligence and become a real living creature. However, the ink nest on the Mo race has existed for quite some time, and there has never been such a precedent, which has led to the human race that the ink nest will never be able to give birth to spiritual intelligence.

Now, everyone knows that the ink nest can give birth to its own will, but only the mother nest can do it.

But after thinking about it, this is the source of the Mo clan after all, so it is not surprising that it can be so.

The ancestor Xiaoxiao said: "It has the will. Why didn't it attack us when we were trapped in its ink nest space before?"

As the source of the Mo clan, Mo's will is absolutely powerful. If it attacked the trapped ninth ranks of the human race at that time, it would definitely cause heavy losses to the ninth ranks.

After asking, Old Ancestor Xiaoxiao also reacted: "Is he afraid of being wary of his senior?"

Cang smiled slightly and said, "That's right, it's fine if it's not noticed by me. If I'm aware of it, it won't have any good results."

Previously, the ancestor of Ming Wangtian exploded his soul and attacked the space of the Mo Nest, causing the breath of the war to be leaked. Cang immediately took action to tear the space of the Mo Nest.

If Mo had taken the initiative, he would have been exposed long ago.

It also wanted to quietly deal with the ninth ranks of the human race, so it did not take the initiative to take action, and only allowed the fifty kings under its command to ambush the space of the Mo Nest.

"What kind of cultivation is the senior now? Have you surpassed the ninth level? Is there a higher level above the ninth level?" A ancestor asked, which is also a question that everyone is more concerned about.

Just from the breath revealed by the jade hand last time, the attack had exceeded the power that the ninth grade could exert, otherwise there would be no way to tear the space of the ink nest from the outside.

You know, the ancestor Ming Wangtian had to barely do this after self-destructing his soul.

Therefore, the ninth grade of the human race once speculated that the master of the jade hand might have surpassed the ninth grade level.

Upon hearing this, Cang Hu laughed and shook his head: "Isn't the ninth level so easy to surpass? I'm strictly speaking, the ninth level is still the ninth level, but I've gone a little further than you. As for whether there is a higher level above the ninth level... Maybe there is, maybe not, and not to go that step, who knows?"

Cang is actually a ninth grade!

This was beyond everyone's expectations. Even though he said that he was going further than others at the ninth level, he could not explain the power of the last attack.

As if I saw everyone's doubts, Cang explained: "The last attack was not my own power, and I also used the prohibition here to help."

This brings together the power of the other nine old friends. Each of the nine is not weaker than him. He guides him. Even if he cannot exert everything, it is still okay to tear the space of the ink nest.

“Ban…”

Cang has mentioned the ban here more than once. In fact, the ancestors have seen it before. There is indeed a ban here, and it is a ban of great size. It is precisely because of this ban that the darkness is banned.

It is hard to imagine what would happen if there was no such restriction, the Mo tribe's mother nest would be without control.

Not to mention anything else, there must be a large number of Mo clan powerhouses on the mother nest. Just before, there were fifty powerful men of the King Lord level in the Mo Clan space. Who can guarantee that there will be no more?

Once so many kings escape from difficulties, they will be unable to compete in any war zone.

Cang sat here, imprisoned Mo for millions of years, and was extremely rewarding for all human races in the three thousand worlds.

"Is this prohibition arranged by my senior?"

Cang smiled and said, "I don't have this ability. I just put in some strength. This seal of ink is arranged by me and nine other old friends."

"The other nine seniors..."

"Time has passed and it has long passed. I left me alone to guard this place." Cang sighed.

"Senior drink tea." Yang Kai served twice the freshly cooked tea with a sad look.

He didn't know how many years had this senior Cang been here, but he only inferred from the fact that the human race knew nothing about this side, at least it would be at least 200,000 to 300,000 years, and perhaps longer.

Because it was too long, the human race had no idea about what happened here.

For so long, he was alone in guarding the void, and the long loneliness and silence were all silently endured by him.

While he imprisoned Mo, he also became a prisoner.

Yang Kaixin admires such a noble righteousness.

This point alone is enough to illustrate the other party's position.

At this point, the ancestors' vigilance and guard against Cang were reduced slightly.

Drink all the tea in the cup, smash it, smash it, and your mouth, as if you are tasting it.

Seeing this, Yang Kai suddenly put away the tea set in front of him, took out a jar of wine, and handed it over: "Senior, when you see your tea drinking, you don't seem to be a good person, drink a bar."

Others drink tea, but they always take small sips. This person is good. He has been stuffed in one sip several times. Such a generous attitude is more suitable for drinking big bowls and eating meat in big sips.

When he saw the wine jar, Cang suddenly became a little furious: "It's your boy who is on the way!"

He took the jar, tore the seal of the wine, and tilted his head to drink wildly.

One jar after another, drinking ten jars in a row. Cang slapped his mouth and Lao Huai was very relieved, laughing and said, "I am a rough man, and I can't behave in a good manner. I have to show the style of a senior master in front of you younger generations. I'm really suffocating."

Seeing this, the ninth graders were all amused and laughed.

It turns out that you pretended to be so masterful just now.

The old ancestor Xiaoxiao smiled and stretched out his hand to brush it. Hundreds of jars of wine flew towards Cang, saying, "Senior, since he is happy to drink, I have some of them brewed by myself. If you don't dislike me, just take them."

Cang laughed loudly, reached out and took the wine beside him.

Another ancestor said, "I also have some bad wine here, please accept it with a smile."

As he spoke, he took out a wine gourd and threw it at Cang. Although the wine gourd was small, it was obviously a secret treasure with a world of mind, and it might not contain less wine.

Most of the ancestors are good wine, and many of them are like Xiaoxiao, who have their own brews. They treasure them on weekdays and are reluctant to drink them, so they are all taken out at this time.

It is not to please Cang, but all the ninth ranks are well aware of the pain of this ancestor guarding the Mo family's origin alone, so I can express my feelings.

"How can there be no meat without wine?" An ancestor laughed, reached out and took out a large piece of beast meat. Although the beast meat has been treasured for many years, it still looks extremely fresh and dripped with blood and its spiritual energy is extremely powerful. It is obviously not the flesh and blood of ordinary monsters.

Yang Kai even felt some of the aura of the dragon veins from it.

This beast's flesh must be the flesh of the monster with dragon veins on its body, and maybe it's within the dragon.

Some ancestors also said, "Since there are wine and meat, let's have some fruit plates."

With a stretch of hand, plates of crystal clear spiritual fruits appeared.

One by one, the ancestors took out their treasures for many years. In a short while, Cang's face was filled with various delicious delicacies. Even in the void, it was full of fragrance and full of spiritual charm.

Cang laughed endlessly.

At the major passes, each of the eighth-rank eunuch had enough eyes and was shocked to find that the place where the ancestors gathered there had been somehow turned into a scene of a dinner party. They were all stunned and had no idea what had happened.

Yang Kai was also stunned. He didn't expect that he would just exchange tea for Cang and then become like this.

Everyone here is all the ninth grade, but he is the only seventh grade. There is no need to say that this is his job as a hard worker. He is busy pouring wine for the ancestors, distributing fruit plates, and roasting the beast meat. He scolded Mi Datou and Xiang Datou in his heart. If it weren't for these two cheats, how could he have come here?
Chapter completed!