Yi Yuan looked at the stone statue in front of him for a long time, and always felt that it had the aura of looking down on the world. Even though it just stood quietly in front of him, it made people feel awe and admiration.
"It seems that my little friend is really destined to my witch clan. This carved stone statue is that of a senior witch in our witch clan. His cultivation level is very high. Only descendants like us can guess it."
The stone eyes of the statue were filled with dim light, looking back and forth at Yi Yuan and Shangguan Xue.
"The spirits of our ancestors will protect our descendants and give them a chance to escape from the shackles of the secret realm."
The old man's rickety body slowly crawled to the ground, his limbs clinging tightly to the stone ground. His lowered head was trembling slightly, which showed that he was extremely excited and happy in his heart.
How many years? He had never slacked off in serving the statue, and today he finally had a reaction. He could no longer control his emotions and bowed his head to the stone statue.
Yi Yuan seemed oblivious, staring closely at the stone statue in front of him. His mind had been attracted. The more he looked at it, the more charming and full of mystery he felt, just like he was on the trial steps. It's like refining your body, you're making progress every moment, and that feeling is incredible.
Now that Yi Yuan was looking at the stone carvings, he actually had this feeling. He couldn't help but be immersed in it. Even when Shangguan Xue gently pulled on his sleeve, he didn't feel it.
"Young man, you are very good, and your physical body is also very good. You are worthy of being the proud son of heaven among the human race."
A tall figure suddenly appeared in Yi Yuan's mind. He was twice as tall as him, with a head slightly larger than that of an ordinary person. His bright eyes looked directly at Yi Yuan, and an illusory body was connected under his head.
This does not affect the shock and admiration in Yi Yuan's heart. This is the truest reflection of his heart.
"Endless years pass by, and I don't remember any year. Alas!... I never expected that our witch clan has fallen to this point. We don't even have a pure descendant, let alone inherit the inheritance and legacy of our ancestors. "
"Over the years, we have never seen our old friends before, and we have never seen those who came after us. God's will to destroy our clan will never die, and our clan's wish to destroy our clan will never die! Father God, you created us, why do you want to destroy us again? Erase all traces of our clan in every life. , why is this? Why?...I! Xingtian is not convinced, not convinced..."
The voice became lower and lower, almost disappearing. Yi Yuan's eyes flickered. He felt that he heard a huge secret, and felt a little frightened and panicked in his heart: a living race was not recognized by God, and then was strangled. And it seems that even the traces are almost disappearing, which is very scary.
Will the human race that Yi Yuan belongs to be rejected by God one day? Are all traces also going to be wiped away? It's terrifying to think about it carefully, and it turns out that there is great terror in heaven and earth, misfortunes and blessings are unpredictable, and there are horrors between life and death.
"The heaven and the earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs; the saints are unkind and regard hundreds of tribes as stupid dogs. Throughout the ages, many powerful races have slowly disappeared in the long river of time. Demon ancestors, ancestral dragons, phoenix ancestors... demons The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Man... Haha, haha! They cannot escape the twists and turns of fate, and the same is true for our Wu clan, and the same is true for hundreds of clans."
Yi Yuan's body was trembling slightly. He shook his head. The figure in his mind lingered, and his eyes were staring blankly at the stone statue. Shangguan Xue on the side was holding Yi Yuan's arm, not knowing what he was thinking. , eyes were confused, lifeless, and in a daze.
The old sacrificial man was lying on the ground, his body motionless, and he kept praying in his mouth. He didn't know what language he was speaking. Even if Yi Yuan woke up, he probably wouldn't understand it.
"Time is like a knife, and the knife makes people grow old. No matter how glorious the race is, it will come to an end one day, not to mention our Wu clan, we will not be spared in the end; even if it is calculated, it can be regarded as the general trend... Hou Tu Sir, when you are in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, can you think of me, the son of the Wu clan, and how much is left of me now?"
Yi Yuan listened quietly, with a huge wave in his heart, which made people tremble, but he couldn't help but want to listen.
"Even if I exert my might and kill a Heavenly Emperor, my head and body will eventually be separated. Maybe they have disappeared in the long river of time and will never be reunited. Haha! Haha! No regrets even if I die, no regrets after nine deaths!"
"Xingtian! Xingtian!" Yi Yuan muttered to himself, as if he wanted to carve this name into his mind.
"Young man, that's right! That's right! It's really not easy to be able to remember my name. It's really not easy for people in future generations to remember my name and taboos, and they are not afraid to go back to heaven and earth."
Yi Yuan did not refute at this time. He clearly heard the figure in his mind announcing his home, otherwise he would not have known who it was. The fact that the other party could exist from unknown years ago to the present proves that the other party is definitely a big deal. It's scary, and you can't mess with them. These people's thoughts are unpredictable, so it's better not to guess. Listening to each other's stories is the best choice.
"Hey! Junior, why don't you speak? What's the secret?" Xing Tian in his mind stared at Yi Yuan with doubtful eyes.
In his mind, Yi Yuan touched the back of his head, and then responded after a while: "Senior Xingtian, I just can't extricate myself from admiring your senior's heart-wrenching stories. My admiration for my senior is like a torrent of water, endless... ."
"Well! You are a very good junior from the human race, and your ability to flatter is amazing... There was such a person in our clan back then, so we wouldn't have fallen to this."
Yi Yuan rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and swore that he really just admired his senior's spirit and had no other thoughts.
"God's will is unpredictable, but it is the most ruthless! We, the people of our generation, inherited the legacy of our father God and fought against the heaven and the earth, but in the end we ended up with our clan destroyed and our bodies and souls dead. How many clans are there today who can still remember the grace and brilliance of my witch clan? "
Xing Tian in his mind sighed deeply again, his thoughts wandering in memories, but his eyes were still shining brightly, and the fighting spirit contained in him had not weakened at all. This may be one of the reasons why his will can still survive to this day.
"This trial tower was personally sent to this world by him back then. There are almost a million descendants of the Witch Clan and humans living in it. He separated part of his will and lurked in it, guarding it silently, hoping that a soul could be born. The descendant of the shaman, it is a pity that after so many years, he has not been able to fulfill his wish, and his inheritance has not been accepted by the descendants."
"Now, this trial tower has become one of the few breeding places for the Witch Clan, but it has also become a shackles on them. No one can accept the inheritance, how can the Witches inside get out?"
"There are fewer and fewer ferocious beasts and monsters kept in captivity, the combat power of the descendants of witches is getting weaker and weaker, the population is getting smaller and smaller, and it is becoming more and more difficult to give birth to a favored son of heaven. It is simply an endless cycle. .”
"To this day, he himself doesn't know how many calamities have passed. If he waits any longer, he is afraid that his will will dissipate, and the descendants of the witches in the trial tower will never be able to make a difference, and may one day become a death tower. , then he is a sinner, how can he have the face to face the ancestral witches who taught him? Maybe he will never see them again? "
"He woke up once more than 100,000 years ago. There were still a lot of people in the tribe at that time. If the Witch God Trial Tower was not opened, no one could come in? With the strength of the human monks outside, it would be delusional for them to even climb to the foot of the tower if he didn't let him go. .”
"Now that he has woken up from his deep sleep again, the descendants of the Witch have less than 30,000 people, and more than half of the clan members, apart from being physically strong, do not have much fighting power. The changes are so great that he can no longer sit still. This is so close. Genocide is not far away, so how can we calm down and go to sleep?”
"Back then, this trial tower housed many ferocious beasts and monsters. After being killed by the descendants of witches, the blood invaded the ground, was absorbed by the trial tower, and was refined into blood crystals that can be absorbed by the tribe. It is useful for improving the physical body. There are great benefits to your cultivation.”
"After the death of a descendant of a witch, his body will go deep into the ground and be absorbed by the trial tower and turned into blood crystals. The fact that Xingtian's will still exists today is inseparable from these blood crystals."
"Now it seems that there are more and more blood crystals, not only failing to improve the strength of the younger generations, but the population is getting smaller and smaller, survival is becoming more and more difficult, and the spiritual energy of the outside world is much thinner than before, resulting in the trial tower It is becoming more and more difficult for the younger generation to practice."
"This trial tower was originally made to improve the strength of the younger generations, but now it has become a prison, and it is a blood-sucking dilemma, but it also has a lot to do with the decline of our clan."
"There was nothing wrong with our clan in its heyday. On the contrary, it had many benefits and cultivated countless talents. Now it has disappeared in the long river of time. Instead, this trial tower has become the prison of the Wu clan. Back then, I had a premonition of trouble, so I took it to the lower world. , as a way of inheritance, only now have I discovered that the last descendant of the shaman, who was almost extinct, can never go back to the past."
Yi Yuan's heart is filled with sadness, and the aura of heaven and earth is weakening. Does that mean that it will be more and more difficult to advance to the next level? Aren’t there fewer and fewer ascended monks? I have been practicing in the Shangqing Sect for some time. No monk has ascended to the upper world in the past hundred years. So where has my grandmother reached in her practice now? Is Grandpa still waiting to see her? Including himself, he is also actively looking for answers.
As a monk practices, "a day in the cave means a thousand years in the world." This very normal behavior can only affect the old man's physical condition for a few decades at most. well! No matter how much you think about it, it is useless. Only when Yi Yuan improves his cultivation and becomes more knowledgeable can he find opportunities to help them embark on the path of cultivation. This is also his original intention and decision to embark on the path of cultivation.
"Young man, you are distracted." In his mind, Xing Tian stared straight at Yi Yuan, as if he could see through Yi Yuan's thoughts.
"Oh! Senior Xingtian, how come the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has weakened? Will it weaken again in the future?" Yi Yuan stared at the other person's eyes nervously, which had a great impact on him.
Xingtian's eyes flickered. The aura of heaven and earth had weakened by more than half from more than a hundred thousand years ago to now. These are not secrets. There are definitely records of this in human cultivation sects. Looking at this kid's bone age, it is estimated that he has been practicing for a long time. It didn't take long, and it's normal not to know.
In the trial tower, the spiritual energy has also weakened a lot. The cultivation of the ferocious beasts has naturally slowed down a lot. The cultivation of the clan members has also been extremely slow. The pressure for survival has naturally increased. well! Times are so difficult that they have to open the trial tower and select disciples from human monks, hoping to be able to accept the inheritance and lead their descendants of witches out of the trial tower and find a space for survival and reproduction.
"Young man, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is indeed continuing to decrease. Maybe in another hundred thousand years, the spiritual energy may disappear. However, the current Four Symbol Realm can support dozens of monks who have ascended to the upper world. It is nothing. It’s difficult, once you accept the inheritance of the witch clan, your cultivation level will rise rapidly, and your ascension to the upper realm will be just around the corner.”
In his mind, Xing Tian began to be seductive and his tongue blossomed. He was optimistic about the young man in front of him, so he did not hesitate to lower his status and promised benefits, just like an old man using sweets to make a child happy.
