Chapter 5400 Prisoner

"Mother's Nest..." Cang smiled, "Is that what you call it? It's appropriate. Yes, the Mother's Nest is indeed here, in the darkness, within the ban."

"This is the source of the Mo people?"

"Yes!"

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

The theory of the mother's nest was proposed by today's human race. Listening to Cang's meaning, it seems that there are other names. Although a name doesn't mean much, it may sometimes reflect something different.

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

As soon as these words came out, many 9-Rank frowned, and even Yang Kai, who was making tea, froze and looked at Cang in amazement.

The mother's nest of the Mo people, Mo, there is nothing wrong with it, the problem is Cang's statement.

"Self-name?" Bi Luoguan's ancestor's face was solemn, "What do you mean by this senior? Could it be that the mother's nest... and his own wisdom?"

So far, the various armies of the human race have destroyed many black ink nests, including lords, domain masters, and kings.

Humans now also have some understanding of Mochao.

Each Mocha has its own will, and the Mo people use Mocha's will as a carrier to penetrate into the Mocha space transformed by the will of the upper-level Mocha, so as to quickly transmit information.

But whether it is the lord level, the domain lord level, or the king lord level Mocha, their will is blank. In short, they have empty will, but no intelligence.

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

Cang nodded and said, "Naturally, there is wisdom. In the early years, the old man would chat with him when he was bored. Later... he was annoyed with the old man and disliked the old man for being noisy, so he ignored the old man."

All the ninth grades were terrified, the Mo people's mother nest was actually a black ink nest with its own wisdom! This is really surprising.

Previously, the human race had also speculated that the Mochao had a will, and would one day give birth to its own spiritual wisdom, so that it would truly become a real living creature. It's not too short. There has never been such a precedent, which led the human race to think that Mochao would never be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom.

But now, everyone knows that Mochao can give birth to his own will, but only the mother's nest can do it.

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

The ancestor smiled and said: "It has a will, so why didn't it wait for me to shoot when I was trapped in its ink nest space?"

As the source of the Mo Clan, Mo's will is absolutely powerful. At that time, if it took action on the trapped ninth-grade human race, it would definitely cause the ninth-grade people to suffer heavy losses.

After asking, the ancestor Xiaoxiao also reacted: "Is it afraid to beware of its predecessors?"

Cang smiled slightly and said: "Forget it, it does some small tricks secretly, and it's fine if it's not noticed by the old man. If it is noticed by the old man, it won't have any good fruit to eat."

Previously, the ancestor of Ming Wangtian blew his soul and attacked the space of the ink nest, causing the breath of the war to leak. Cang immediately took action to tear the space of the ink nest.

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

It also wanted to quietly get rid of the ninth-rank human race, so it never took the initiative to take action, and only let the fifty kings under its command ambush in the ink nest space.

"What kind of cultivation is the senior now? Has it surpassed the ninth grade? Above the ninth grade, is there a higher realm?" An ancestor asked, which is also a question that everyone is more concerned about.

Judging from the breath revealed by the jade hand last time, that blow has exceeded the power that the ninth-rank can exert, otherwise there is no way to tear the ink nest space from the outside.

You must know that the ancestor of Ming Wangtian was reluctant to do this after he blew his soul.

Therefore, the ninth-rank human race had speculated that the master of the jade hand might have surpassed the ninth-rank realm.

Hearing this, Cang Shi smiled and shook his head: "How can the realm of the ninth rank be so easy to surpass, the realm of this old man is strictly the ninth rank, but it is farther than you. As for whether it is above the ninth rank? There is a higher realm... maybe there is, maybe not, who knows if we haven't reached that stage?"

Cang is actually a ninth rank!

This was beyond everyone's expectations. Even though he said that he had walked farther than others at the level of Ninth-Rank, he couldn't explain the tyranny of the last blow.

Seemingly seeing everyone's doubts, Cang explained: "The last blow was not done by the old man alone, and the old man also used the restraint here to help."

This is the strength of the other nine old friends, and each of those nine is not weaker than him. He guides them. Even if they can't exert their full potential, there is no problem in tearing the ink nest space.

"Prohibition..."

Cang has mentioned the prohibition here more than once. In fact, the ancestors have seen it before. There is indeed a prohibition here, and it is a very large-scale prohibition.

It is hard to imagine, if there is no such restriction, what the situation will be if the Black Ink Clan's mother nest is out of control.

If nothing else, there are definitely a lot of Black Ink powerhouses here in the mother nest. Just in the Black Nest space, there were fifty king-lord-level powerhouses. Who can guarantee that there will be no more?

Once so many kings are out of trouble, no matter which war zone they attack, the human race will be powerless to contend.

Cang sits in this place, and has been imprisoned by his body, imprisoning Mo for millions of years, in three thousand worlds, and in terms of all races, it can be said to be a great contribution.

"Is this prohibition set up by the seniors?"

Cang smiled and said: "I don't have the ability, I just exerted a lot of strength. This black ink ban was arranged by this old man and nine other old friends."

"Then the other nine seniors..."

"The years have passed, it is long gone, and the old man is left alone to guard this place." Cang sighed.

"Senior, drink tea." Yang Kai offered double the freshly brewed tea with a sullen expression.

He doesn't know how many years this senior Cang has been guarding here, but he can only infer from the fact that the human race knows nothing about this place.

Because it's been so long, the human race has no idea what's going on here.

For such a long time, he was alone in the void, and the long loneliness and loneliness were all endured by him alone.

When he imprisoned Mo, he also became a prisoner.

Such high righteousness, Yang Kaisheng admires.

This alone is enough to explain the opponent's position.

At this point, the vigilance and precaution of the ancestors towards Cang has only been slightly reduced.

After drinking all the tea in the cup, Cang smashed his mouth, as if he was tasting the taste.

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, seeing your posture of drinking tea, you don't seem to be a good tea person, drink a bar."

When other people drink tea, they all take small sips. This one is good, and he is full of sips several times. Such a bold attitude is more suitable for drinking in large bowls and eating meat in large mouths.

Seeing the wine jar, Cang suddenly became elated: "It's still your kid on the road!"

He took the wine jar, tore off the wine seal, and drank with his head up.

One altar after another, drinking ten altars in a row, Cang wiped his mouth, feeling great comfort, and laughed, "I am a rough person, and I can't be elegant, so I have to show the demeanor of a senior in front of you juniors. It really choked the old man to death."

Seeing this, the 9-Ranks were dumbfounded.

It turns out that you just pretended to be an expert.

Xiaoxiao ancestor pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and sent hundreds of jars of wine towards Cang, saying, "Senior is fond of wine, and this junior has some brewed by himself. If senior doesn't dislike it, you can take it."

Cang laughed loudly, reached out his hand, and put the drinks 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 towards Cang. Although the wine gourd is small, it is obviously a secret treasure with heaven and earth inside, and it may not contain less wine.

The ancestors, most of them are good wine people, many like the ancestors of Xiaoxiao, they have their own brewed things, which are treasured and reluctant to drink on weekdays, and they are all taken out at this time.

It's not to please Cang, but all the nine-pins are well aware of the pain of this ancestor guarding the source of the Mo people alone, so they can talk about their hearts.

"How can there be no meat without wine?" An ancestor laughed, stretched out his hand, and took out a large piece of animal meat. Although the animal meat has been treasured for many years, it still looks extremely fresh, dripping with blood and aura. Compelling, obviously not the flesh and blood of ordinary monsters.

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

The flesh of this beast must be the flesh and blood of a monster with dragon veins in its body, or it might belong to the Jiaolong.

There is also an ancestor who said: "If you have wine and meat, let's have some fruit plates."

With a flick of his hand, trays of crystal clear spiritual fruits appeared.

One after another, the ancestors took out their treasures for many years. In a short time, Cang was filled with all kinds of delicious delicacies. Even in the void, it was full of fragrance and charm.

Cang laughed.

At the major gates, one by one, with their eyesight, they were shocked to find that the place where the ancestors gathered there turned into a dinner party scene for some reason.

Yang Kai was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would only change Cang Jiang's tea for wine and become like this.

Everyone here is a rank 9, but he is a rank 7. I don't have to say, this coolie thing is naturally his, busy pouring wine for the ancestors, dividing fruit plates, and roasting those beasts Rou, I scolded Mi Datou and Xiang Datou to the bottom of my heart. If it wasn't for these two pit bulls, how could I have come here.

After three rounds of drinking, Cang Yi changed his reserved and restrained expression, his expression was unrestrained, and he said loudly: "In ancient times, when chaos was first divided, when the first light in this world was born, heaven and earth opened, and all things were born, what was that? A glorious and magnificent picture, the world at that time was simple, pure, and there was not much disturbance, although the environment was extremely harsh, but all creatures only worked hard to survive, even if there was killing and fighting, that was the way to survive.”