Meng Zhao took a long breath and looked at the ancestral witch who was integrated with the image of the planet. As green as green bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, and two dragons riding on its feet, this is the first ancestral shaman, Jumang, that Meng Zhao successfully constructed after ten years. Although it appears and disappears in the next second, Meng Zhao succeeds in constructing Jumang. Zhao indeed built it successfully.
Only after the construction was successful did Meng Zhao know why the Great God Pangu asked him to be the first to build the Jumangzu Witch, because the Jumangzu Witch was the ancestral witch of wood. The moment he successfully built it, a huge vitality came from Meng Zhao's sea of consciousness. Running to all parts of his body, Meng Zhao couldn't help but make a sound of comfort.
Meng Zhao only felt that it was very strange. This life force was completely different from the life essence that Meng Zhao had absorbed. He could not describe what it felt like. Even Yan Ling felt strange.
However, after Yan Ling observed it for a while, he understood the reason. In the past ten years, Meng Zhao had been using the Extreme Transformation Grinding Formation to grow his soul. Although the progress is indeed beyond ordinary people, it also leaves some hidden dangers, which in layman's terms are hidden dangers.
Since Yan Ling could allow Meng Zhao to use the Extreme Transformation Grinding Formation, it would naturally have a way to solve it, but what he didn't expect was that the existence of Jumang Zuwu could actually solve this problem. And if Meng Zhao is attacked by a divine soul in the following days, he won't have to waste time looking for medicinal materials or elixirs to restore his divine soul!
To put it simply, Meng Zhao can use the Jizhuan Grinding Formation regardless of the consequences, which will greatly shorten Meng Zhao's training time. Of course, the pain Meng Zhao will suffer will also increase to the next level.
Meng Zhao didn't care. He was still immersed in the joy of the success of the ancestral witch's construction. Just as he was immersed, the sect's token sounded, and he remembered that today was the day when Xuanmen disciples gathered.
When Meng Zhao came to the Elder Hall, many people had gathered here. As soon as Meng Zhao stepped into the hall door, a bold voice sounded, "Brother Meng, have you made anything good recently! The Yuan Stone you gave me last time The bomb made me miss it very much!”
Meng Zhao followed the reputation and found that the speaker was a burly bearded man. This man was Yuan Xiu, the first leader of the Xuanmen Lu Department. Before Meng Zhao could answer, a disdainful voice rang out: "You big idiot, no matter how good you are, Things are just wasted by you!"
Before Meng Zhao could react, Yuan Xiu immediately retorted, "Girl Ying, you haven't encountered the human sea tactics! When you are besieged and exhausted again, I will not save you again!"
The person who was choked by Yuan Xiu was Ying Lingyu. Ying Lingyu immediately gritted her teeth when she heard this. When she was about to speak, a cough sounded. Everyone followed the sound and found out that it was the Great Elder Liu Taiyun.
Everyone immediately greeted the Great Elder respectfully. The Great Elder inspected the situation, nodded and said, "Everyone is here. In that case, please take your seats."
After the words fell, many futons suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then the other elders also appeared in the hall. After everyone sat down, the elder coughed lightly and said, "The purge is about to begin!"
After the great elder's words fell, Meng Zhaoneng could clearly notice that the surrounding atmosphere was stagnant. Meng Zhao knew why the atmosphere was stagnant. He had figured it out in the ten years he had been here, and he also knew about the elimination of the disaster.
This matter still has to start with the establishment of the Dongzhou Demon Kingdom. After the establishment of the Dongzhou Demon Kingdom, the demon clan, under the leadership of the country’s leader, Soul-eating Fox, gradually formed the current division of forces. .
After the peace was settled, the country's leader, the Spirit-eating Fox, greatly encouraged childbirth, and the number of monsters increased sharply. However, there was a common problem in the world of cultivation, that is, the higher the power, the harder it is to give birth to children.
The same is true for the demon clan. The higher the blood level of the demon clan, it is difficult to give birth to heirs. Take the three demon kings of the Dongzhou Demon Kingdom, the Dark Blood Crocodile, as an example. According to Meng Zhao’s understanding, this guy can be said to be a seeder, but a hundred In a year, the Dark Blood Crocodile only gave birth to two children, and their bloodline level was not high.
However, it is difficult for demon clans with high bloodline levels to give birth to heirs, but it is different for demon clans with low bloodline levels. In just a hundred years, the territory of the Dongzhou Demon Kingdom will not be enough.
Although the monsters are predatory, the numbers they kill are far less than the number of monsters they reproduce, so the Dongzhou Demon Kingdom found a way to reduce their numbers with the help of humans.
This led to demon riots every fifty years, which the human race called the "Purge Disaster." However, what the leader of the Demon Kingdom of Dongzhou did not expect was that the Purge Disaster would occasionally have unexpected results, the most obvious What is happening is that the monsters are gradually encroaching on the territory of the human race, and the human race is unable to regain it due to various reasons.
While Meng Zhao was thinking, the young man who looked like a scholar asked doubtfully, "Great Elder, why is there a purge now? It's only been thirty-two years since the last time!"
The Great Elder shook his head and sighed, "It's because our human race eliminated Master Tao last time, so this time the demon race launched a clearing disaster in advance!"
Yuan Xiu cursed angrily after hearing this, "What is this? Why is it blamed on us?"
