Blood sacrifice to the wild!
These four simple words contained the madness of the Barbarian Ancestor who wanted to become the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit at all costs!
Of the two heads of the Barbarian Ancestor, one showed dark white teeth and a cold, piercing smile, with scarlet rays of light flashing in his eyes; the other had a sad and painful expression. He wanted to speak, but was unable to speak... .
Photographed in the majesty of Manzu, all the Fan family's tribulation envoys lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.
The former barbarian ancestor had a great ideal, and that ideal was to use his existence to protect the barbarian creatures from being invaded by foreign races.
However, since practicing the Tribulation Technique, Barbarian Ancestor's temperament has become colder and colder, and more and more ruthless.
Nowadays, in order to cultivate the real blood tribulation and become a Tai Cang tribulation spirit, he is even willing to sacrifice the entire wilderness with blood...
"Barbarian Ancestor, things have changed..." The Fan family monks sighed, but no one dared to disobey Barbarian Ancestor's orders.
Ning Fan's incarnation, Barbarian Die, looked solemnly at Barbarian Ancestor below.
Ning Fan is not the only wild butterfly here, but he is the only wild butterfly with spiritual intelligence. The other wild butterflies all have empty eyes.
With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could naturally see that there were two wills in Barbarian Ancestor's body, fighting for control of his body.
One is the consciousness of the Barbarian Ancestor himself, and the other is the consciousness controlled by the thought of robbery.
Those who want to sacrifice blood to the wilderness are caused by the consciousness controlled by the thoughts of calamity. As for the Barbarian Ancestor's own consciousness, he is no longer able to resist the erosion of the thoughts of robbery and cannot control his body. He can only watch the thoughts of robbery control him, step by step, blood sacrifice to the barbarian...
"Is this the power of tribulation thoughts... Even the barbarian ancestors with quasi-sage cultivation can only become a puppet once controlled by tribulation thoughts..."
"...That's..." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he looked down.
The Fan family is located in a wild valley covered by wind and sand. Following the order from the Barbarian Ancestor, all the Fan family monks took out their formation flags and arranged them in various places in the valley to wave the formation flags.
Amidst the rumbling sound, countless ravines opened in the ground in the valley. With the pinch of Barbarian Ancestor's fingers, the ravines immediately began to move and connected with each other, forming a huge crack.
at the same time. An ancient barbarian statue as huge as a mountain rose from a crack in the ground.
Afterwards, five more ancient barbarian statues rose to the ground from the cracks.
The six ancient barbarian statues are all beast statues. The carved barbarian beasts have strange shapes and evil auras. Ning Fan had never felt it before.
They are obviously just six lifeless ancient barbarian statues, but there is a faint sound of powerful heartbeats...
"The Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor, Fan Mokong, the Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor, beseeches the ancestors to manifest themselves and unseal the Ancient Anti-Chen Array!"
The Barbarian Ancestor clasped his fists with both hands and bowed to the six ancient barbarian statues. Then he took out tens of thousands of Niying and sacrificed them to the six ancient barbarian statues.
In an instant, the six ancient statues spun on the spot, making a clicking sound.
"The ancient statue turned around. The dust formation opened up, imprisoning all the wild and wild spirits!"
As soon as Barbarian Ancestor finished speaking, the entire barbaric sky shattered like a mirror. From the cracks, black and red dirty clouds of calamity continued to pour out, and thunder roared endlessly.
There seemed to be an all-devouring will that enveloped the entire wilderness. The earth continued to tear apart, and the aurora shone in the cracks. They are connected with each other to form a peerless formation.
The formation diagram was so big that it almost covered the entire wilderness and divided the wilderness into forty-two formations, causing chaos in the sky and the earth.
As the array light spread across the wild land. The barbaric wilderness immediately shattered and completely turned into forty-two barbaric domains.
Countless creatures screamed, wailed, and fell to the ground. Regardless of whether they are barbarians or beasts, as long as their cultivation is at the first step, they are unable to resist the power of the formation light. Being trapped by the array of light, his body immediately began to dissolve into blood and water. The blood seeped into the array light bit by bit, turning into the energy that activated the array.
In this era, barbarians are not absolutely without cultivation. There are still many barbarians with cultivation like the monks of the Fan family.
Those barbarians and beasts who had reached the second step of cultivation flew into the sky in terror, not understanding what was happening.
The wild butterflies beside Ning Fan had no cultivation level. As soon as the formation light opened, the butterfly body immediately exploded into blood mist, and the blood mist was also integrated into the formation light.
With Ning Fan's magical power, he would not be exploded by the array of light, but his eyes were shocked.
With his eyesight and his understanding of the secrets of power, he could naturally see that the great formation covering the entire wilderness was extremely powerful.
The six ancient barbarian statues are the key to activating the formation, and the tens of thousands of Niying who serve as sacrifices are also the key to activating the formation.
More and more blood was incorporated into the formation light. Gradually, countless bloody cracks were torn in the sky, and blood began to rain.
The mountains began to collapse, the rivers began to rise, and the bloody flood began to flood the entire wilderness.
The entire wilderness seems to have turned into a world of blood, as if the end has come!
I don’t know how many creatures fell into the massacre of the great formation!
Even though he knew that this place was an illusion and a reenactment of ancient times, Ning Fan was still shocked.
Even though he has been killing for a long time, he has never seen such a crazy blood sacrifice... This killing is too heavy!
"The ancient image turns two times, the dust formation is reversed, and the blood-swallowing immortal cultivator!"
The Barbarian Ancestor once again sacrificed tens of thousands of Niying to the six Barbarian statues, and the six Barbarian statues turned again with a clicking sound.
The sea of blood that flooded the wilderness immediately spread out boundless suction. Any barbaric cultivators and beasts whose cultivation level was lower than the realm of Duzhen were all sucked into the sea of blood, screaming in agony.
When the suction force rolled towards Ning Fan, Ning Fan only swayed, but did not fall into the sky and into the sea of blood.
Although he is not a Duzhen, his strength is far superior to ordinary Duzhen, so it is naturally impossible for him to be captured by the suction force.
"Huh? This wild butterfly obviously has not transcended the real world, but it can block the blood-swallowing power of the second-level ancient statue..."
A gap suddenly opened in the sky behind Ning Fan, and a group of monks in black robes walked out.
Ning Fan was startled, and suddenly there was a sense of crisis behind him. As soon as he turned around, there was a palm print of the calamity thought that was so huge that it covered the sky. He struck it down with a palm, and the huge force was added to his body, which immediately made his whole body lose balance and pointed downwards. The sea of blood falls!
The power of that palm seal has clearly reached the power of an eternal blow!
That palm print did not intend to kill Ning Fan, it just slapped Ning Fan into the sea of blood below!
At the moment he fell into the sea of blood, Ning Fan clearly saw that the ones who knocked him into the sea of blood were a group of three-eyed black monks. Each black monk had a vast aura of blood tribulation in his body, and they all had this power that was comparable to that of an eternity of monks. Strength!
These black monks are all Tai Cang Tribulation Spirits!
"Hiss! The calamity spirit from the upper world has arrived!" Countless Fan family monks exclaimed.
"You are the tribulation monks from the upper realm... Why did you come to our barbaric wilderness?" Barbarian Ancestor asked in a deep voice.
The words of the Barbarian Ancestor. But he only received sneers from those three-eyed black monks.
"What's going on... Hehe, what I'm doing is to prevent you from becoming a tribulation spirit of Tai Cang. If the ancient statue turns three times, the reverse baby will be born... a mere barbarian slave. You actually try to become a tribulation spirit in the upper world. It's really Wishful thinking... This ancient anti-dust formation is a gift given by the Lord of Tribulation to the first generation of barbarian ancestors. Before you, there were six generations of barbarian ancestors. I tried to use this formation to cultivate the body of the robbery spirit, but unfortunately, without exception, they all failed and died. In the great formation, you turned into a beast, you are the seventh and last person."
"The wilderness is just a place where the lord of tribulation raises Niying. All the niyings raised by the slaves belong to the lord of tribulation and are not eligible for his own use!"
"The quality of the Niying produced by the Wilderness is too low. The Lord of Tribulation no longer needs the Wilderness, nor the Fan family!"
"Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor, Fan Mokong, you can die!"
...
Ning Fan didn't know what happened in the end above the sea of blood.
The moment he sank into the sea of blood, the words he heard were the words of the group of three-eyed black monks who wanted to kill the barbarian ancestors.
If this place was not an illusion, Ning Fan would definitely die if he was swallowed by this sea of blood.
Fortunately, this place is just an illusion. Even though he sank into the sea of blood, Ning Fan only felt severe pain in his heart and his butterfly body did not collapse.
Just trying to struggle out of the sea of blood is not that easy. Once he sank into the sea of blood, Ning Fan actually lost control of his body.
That feeling was just like when the thought of robbery entered the body and was unable to control the body.
This sea of blood is formed by the blood of countless wild creatures, and it contains the negative emotions left behind by countless creatures before their death.
Beyond the sea of blood. It seemed that an earth-shattering war was breaking out, perhaps a fight between the barbarian ancestors and those black monks.
As the day passed, the fluctuations in the fighting gradually subsided, and it was unknown who would win and who would lose between the black monks and the barbarian ancestors.
Two days later, countless wailings began to be heard from the sky above the wilderness.
Three days passed, and the wilderness fell into dead silence again...
January, February, March...
One year, two years, three years...
Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand years...
Ning Fan was trapped in the sea of blood, unable to move or escape. He had to endure the torment brought by the sea of blood every day.
Trapped in the sea of blood, the only thing Ning Fan could do was to use the Secret of Shi Zi to study the great formation under the sea of blood - the Ancient Anti-Chen Formation, so as to improve his cultivation of the formation.
It took a million years for the sea of blood to evaporate completely, and Ning Fan finally escaped from the blood sea formation.
After millions of years of hard work, Ning Fan's will has become more tenacious.
For millions of years, Ning Fan has only done one thing, and that is to study the ancient anti-dust formation given to the wilderness by the Lord of Tribulation Thoughts.
That big formation diagram is so profound that even if Ning Fan studied it for millions of years, even if he understood the secret of the word "shi", he could only understand some of it.
If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to understand much...
Millions of years later, Ning Fan broke free from the shackles of the sea of blood and returned to the wilderness. Only then did he realize that the original six ancient barbarian statues had all been broken.
Among the fragments of those ancient barbarian statues, there was a new two-headed barbarian statue, which also had numerous cracks. The appearance of the extra ancient barbarian statue was very similar to that of the seven generations of barbarian ancestors.
Millions of years have passed, and the forty-two wild regions have been finalized, and all the original black monks have disappeared.
In today's barbaric wilderness, there are no more Fan family and no barbarian monks. There are only a few pitiful barbarians, all of whom have no cultivation at all.
Some are just barbarian beasts that were transformed into beasts from barbarians. The original barbarian cattle, barbarian fish and other barbarian creatures can no longer be found and have become extinct...
"Millions of years ago, on the day I was shot into a sea of blood, what happened in the wilderness..."
"Is it because of the events of that day that the Wilderness was divided into forty-two regions? Did the Barbarian Ancestor and the Fan family disappear from the Wilderness..."
"Such a barbaric wilderness, perhaps in millions of years, will become a battleground between gods and monsters..."
"I built the bridge, and with the help of the illusory power of the True Illusion River, I entered the ancient wilderness illusion three times... If not for this, it would be absolutely impossible to know these ancient secrets..."
Ning Fan raised his head and looked at the sky. Above the sky, there was a faint layer of purple-gold clouds, which contained the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor.
The exit from the illusion lies within this purple and gold cloud!
Ning Fan spread his butterfly wings and flew towards the purple-gold cloud. As soon as he got closer, the cloud disappeared immediately. Appeared outside several barbaric realms.
Following the trace of Yunxia, Ning Fan flew across several barbaric areas and found the purple and gold Yunxia again.
Before flying close to the clouds, the clouds disappeared again. No trace...
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he unlocked the power of Yu Yin and Yang, activated the sky-peeping rain technique to the extreme, and locked Yunxia with his spiritual thoughts.
His wild butterfly body rolled up thousands of golden lights. He suddenly displayed the golden light technique and headed straight towards Yunxia.
His escape was not slow, but Yunxia moved faster.
No matter how much Ning Fan chased after him, he could never get close to the clouds. Even if he used the Heaven-fixing Technique, he could not fix the clouds.
If you can't get close to the clouds, you can't escape from the illusion through the exit in the clouds.
"In that cloud, there is the will of Zi Dou Immortal Emperor. That will is to completely trap me in my mind. Will I not be allowed to leave..."
"That will doesn't allow me to build a bridge, that will doesn't allow me to cross the truth..."
"That will is not directed at me alone, but at thousands of practicing monks!"
"The exit is clearly in the clouds, but the clouds are deliberately hiding from me. As fast as I chase them, they will hide. If I just chase them all the way, I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with the clouds!"
Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he had a hint of enlightenment.
The path of cultivation is just hard work and it is difficult to achieve the great road. Just blindly chasing the high road. You will always be left behind on the road...
Just catching up is never enough!
"If this illusion has no other exit except Yunxia's exit, then what can I do if I make an exit of my own!"
"Will, will...the key to escaping from the illusion lies in will! I will use my will to tear an exit out of this illusion!"
"I want to leave this illusion, I want to build a bridge, I want to cross the truth!"
Ning Fan no longer chased Yunxia, his butterfly wings kept inciting, turning the hunting gang wind, tearing the sky apart.
In the strong wind, there is Ning Fan's will to escape from the illusion no matter what!
Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years... Ning Fan repeatedly did the act of tearing the sky apart. His obsession and his will merged into the sky, and gradually opened a gap in the sky!
Heaven also has a will to protect it, but that will has been torn apart bit by bit by Ning Fan!
"I see!"
Ning Fan seemed to realize something. He spread his butterfly wings and flew out of the illusion, returning to his mind.
In front of the True Fantasy River, he opened his eyes again and looked at the water flowing upstream of the True Fantasy River with a determined look.
The will of the river of the True Fantasy River was once again disrupted by him. He struck like lightning and stripped off all the remaining Daohuan in the stone bridge, completely turning the Daohuan into a real bridge.
However, he has not yet set foot on the bridge, and has not yet begun to cross the truth!
After experiencing three illusions, Ning Fan's understanding of will continued to deepen, and he gradually saw some clues on the True Illusion River.
The bridge he built is not much different from an ordinary real bridge, but it is very different internally.
Among the one hundred and eight thousand real bridges on the Zhenhuan River, they all have the will of the Immortal Emperor, but the bridge built by Ning Fan lacks that will...
"I haven't integrated my will into the bridge yet. This bridge is still not a real bridge!"
"In the first illusion, I turned into a wild bull and walked up the mountain; in the second hallucination, I turned into a wild fish and swallowed the sea and rebelled against my fate; in the third hallucination, I turned into a wild butterfly and tore apart the sky... The three illusions are all designed to make me understand what will is..."
"The Immortal Emperor's will to stay in the Zhenhuan River seems to be to prevent future generations from building a bridge, but in fact it is to let future generations understand the importance of will..."
"Zulong Zhuli also tried to build a bridge. Besides me, there were more than 40,000 outstanding people from ancient and modern times who tried to build a bridge, but they failed without exception."
"I don't believe that those losers can't break through the illusion and interrupt the will of the True Illusion River... I would rather believe that they can't integrate their will into the real bridge! This may be the reason why they failed to build the bridge! "
Ning Fan walked into the bridge step by step, pressed his palms on the bluestone piers at the head of the bridge, and his eyes suddenly became as crazy as a demon.
"With my order, Ning Fan, this bridge will be the real bridge from today on!"
There was no unnecessary action, but there was immediately a will as strong as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as broad as the sky, blessing the real bridge.
That is Ning Fan's will to create the bridge-holding bridge no matter what. With this will, the bridge-holding bridge can be regarded as a real bridge!
"This boy actually built a real bridge!" At the bottom of the illusory river, the river demon was so shocked that it was hard to understand.
Just as Ning Fan expected, throughout the ages, those who failed to successfully build a bridge mostly failed at the level of will.
The purpose of crossing the truth is not to let the monks search for the truth. Instead, let the monks hone their will.
If your will is higher than the sky, if you want this sky to be real, it will be real, and if you want it to be empty, it will be real. It is emptiness, and true emptiness only occurs in one thought!
There is no point in pursuing Tao Zhen. It is just pursuit and you can never get the real answer. Just like the meaningless behavior of chasing Yunxia...
It is a pity that few monks in later generations have cultivated their will, and most of them are blindly pursuing the elusive truth.
"I want it, Watanabe!"
Ning Fan took one step on the real bridge. With this step, he could clearly feel that the will of the entire Zhenhuan River was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to move!
Ning Fan gritted his teeth and widened his eyes. The veins on his forehead were exposed, and even the blood could not flow under the weight of his will.
His body, under that strong will, had no power to resist.
But his thoughts will never be subdued by that will!
"I want it, Watanabe!"
Crossing the truth has become Ning Fan’s obsession!
The stronger the obsession, the stronger the will. Ning Fan's face gradually turned pale. My whole body was wet with sweat, but I took the second, third, and fourth step with difficulty...
Every step forward. His aura will become stronger and his cultivation level will increase!
With every step forward, his will becomes stronger!
When he took the last step and stepped onto the north bank of the Zhenhuan River, a chaotic aura immediately spread out from Ning Fan's body. It caused the raging waves of the True Illusion River to hit the shore!
At this moment, Ning Fan successfully crossed the True Bridge, and his cultivation level broke through to the early stage of True Crossing!
At this moment, Ning Fan is no longer a life immortal, but a true immortal!
It's just a breakthrough from the peak of Guixuan to the early stage of transcendence, but it is already a qualitative difference. Ning Fan could feel that after successfully crossing the truth, his magic power was five times as much as before!
Ning Fan's magic power in the past was comparable to that of a peak cultivator in the early stage of transcending the truth. Now that he has succeeded in attaining the truth, few people can surpass him in the middle stage of the transformation.
"Is this the power of the early stage of Duzhen..."
Ning Fan's eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, looked back at the bridge, and smiled with satisfaction.
Standing on the north bank, Ning Fan continued to look north. There was still a True Illusion River to the north, which was the second True Illusion River in the Heavenly Dao.
Once you cross this river, you can become a mid-level Duzhen monk!
Ning Fan's gaze penetrated the second True Illusion River, and he easily found the Zhi Dao True Bridge on the second True Illusion River.
After the first holding bridge was built, all subsequent real rivers had holding bridges.
"The bridge is now held. In the future, if you break through to other realms of crossing the true realm, you don't have to go through so much trouble. As long as you have enough mana, you can cross the river."
"I have a lot of Dao Fruits in my hand. If I refine all the Dao Fruits, the mana will probably be enough to hit the bottleneck of the mid-stage of Duzhen... But it will take at least ten years to refine these Dao Fruits..."
"It seems that we can only leave the interior of Heavenly Dao first, swallow the Dao Fruit, practice in seclusion, and then attack the bottleneck in the middle stage of Realization..."
Ning Fan shook his head slightly and pointed forward. A dark crack immediately appeared in the air, which was the road away from the inner part of the Heavenly Dao.
Just as he was about to leave, an old river demon with purple scales suddenly flew out of the first real illusory river. He smiled and stopped Ning Fan from leaving.
"My little friend, there is no need to leave in a hurry. I like your little one very much and want to give you a gift. I wonder if you dare to ask for it?"
"Who is your Excellency?" Ning Fan was not in a hurry to ask what the gift was.
The old river demon was slightly surprised, then smiled meaningfully and said,
"I am the True Illusion River Demon. I have been granted the order of the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou to guard the four True Illusion Rivers in the Dream World."
"Real Illusory River Demon? Illusory Dream Realm?" Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Little friend, don't you want to ask me what gift I gave you?" the river demon asked with a smile.
"Juniors are more curious about what the dream world mentioned by seniors means." Ning Fan replied expressionlessly.
It was his habit to be wary of strangers' overtures.
With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the old man River Demon was a strong man comparable to those in the early stage of Shekong.
Now that Ning Fan has successfully transcended his true state, he has also cultivated the second yin and yang...battle yin and yang. After his true transformation, the God of War Technique has become a natural step to break through the fourth transformation.
At this moment, even if he were to fight the old river demon head-on, he might not lose, and he was not afraid of the old river demon plotting against him.
"I can't tell you what the dream world is. You need to understand it yourself... You can make the True Illusion River flow backwards several times. I think one day you will understand the meaning of these three words."
The old river demon could naturally see the wariness in Ning Fan's eyes, so he didn't take it seriously. He bent his palm and took out a purple-gold orb from the True Illusion River.
That orb is the crystallization formed by the old river demon's solidified will of the river water.
He had guarded the Zhenhuan River for countless years, but he had only condensed this one orb.
"My little friend, there seems to be a lot of Tao Fruits in your body. If I use the power of will in this orb to help you refine the Tao Fruits, I think the speed at which you can refine the Tao Fruits will be increased by more than a thousand times..."
"If you can trust me, you can accept my good intentions and use the power of this orb's will to speed up the refining of Tao Fruit, cross the second river in one fell swoop, and break through the middle stage of Duzhen. Of course, if you can't trust me, you can leave. It won’t stop..."
The old river demon looked at Ning Fan with a smile and waited quietly for Ning Fan's reply.
Ning Fan looked at the Orb of Will, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
With the river demon's cultivation level, it took at least hundreds of millions of years of hard work to crystallize the ethereal and invisible power of will.
This orb of will contains so much power of will that it is not only enough for Ning Fan to speed up the refining of all the Dao Fruits in his body, but can even slightly refine some of the Dark Star Fruits...
The Dao Fruit is fine, but the Dark Chen Fruit is extremely difficult to refine.
Ning Fan absorbs the power of Dark Star Fruit too slowly. With the help of this Orb of Will, I wonder if he can take this opportunity to refine one or two Dark Star Fruit...
There are not many opportunities to use the Orb of Will to speed up refining...
"Senior, are you really willing to use the power of this orb to help me refine the Tao Fruit?"
"Haha, I am naturally willing to give you the orb. It just depends on whether you dare to accept my kindness. Using this orb of will to refine heavenly materials and earthly treasures is extremely fast, but the pressure of will you bear is also extremely heavy... You Do you dare to use this bead?"
"Why don't you dare!"
Ning Fan crossed his legs directly in front of the river demon and took out several Life Immortal Dao Fruits from his storage bag.
Once the river demon activates the power of the orb's will, he will begin to refine the Tao Fruit.
Ning Fan is not afraid that the river monster will harm him. With all his methods, if he wants to protect himself, he is not afraid of the river monster at all.
And from beginning to end, he didn't notice any hostility from this river demon.
Since the river demon took the initiative to show his kindness, he also seized this opportunity.
"Are you ready?" The river demon gradually showed a serious look and asked solemnly. (To be continued.)
