Since the family's clan moved to Tianhuo Island, ordinary clan members no longer need to worry about spiritual energy in their daily practice.
Under the control of the Zhang family, the Nirvana has gradually expanded to a territory spanning 300,000 miles. The Zhang family, which is based on the precious spiritual veins, even if they do not deploy the spirit gathering formation, the concentration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is far away. Other islands in Chaocunzhou.
But in recent times, the family leader Bairen has gradually sent out the disciples in the clan area, so that the number of clan members in the clan area does not exceed a thousand.
In the center of the Plain of Nirvana, on the plateau, stands a three-foot altar.
There is no cover on the plateau, and the sea breeze blows from the distant ocean and turns into a strong wind, making the tough plateau grass overwhelming.
Jinyi Xunxun rustled in the wind of the plateau, Zhang Bairen walked alone on the plateau, and finally stopped in front of the altar.
Slowly stepping onto the high platform, he held a red-gold wine vessel in his hand, with bright red blood clearly visible drop by drop.
Arriving at the altar, the originally empty altar suddenly calmed down from the strong winds for miles around, and then a blood-red pool gradually emerged.
The calm blood pool contained unimaginable violent red flames. Zhang Bairen tilted the wine vessel in his hand and poured the blood in the cup from the hearts of every newborn in the family over the past few years into the blood pool.
Circles of ripples rippled on the surface of the blood pool, and the ripples echoed endlessly. Until a quarter of an hour later, it seemed to accept the arrival of the fresh blood. In the blur, the shadow of the flames could be seen shining.
The blood pool disappeared, and Zhang Bairen sat cross-legged on the altar, with blood-red flames crawling around his body like a long snake.
From his heart, a powerful heartbeat could be heard. Its intensity and frequency were completely beyond the limits of what humans could bear. Even a demon with a physical body might not be able to shake the energy and blood like this.
But Zhang Bairen didn't care at all about this.
He knew that he had no heart.
The elders of this group of people are basically dead, so few people know that Zhang Bairen's parents died in an accident on the day he was born.
Immediately afterwards, there were uncles, aunts and so on who were directly related to his family.
Like Zhang Qing, he was brought to Chihu from the mortal clan by the elders of Chihu to practice.
Therefore, not many people knew that the moment Zhang Bairen was born, he had no relatives.
The family elders found him among the corpses on the ground. They were shocked to find that the baby had no heart, which almost made the tribesmen at the time regard him as a monster.
Because they didn't know how a newborn baby survived in those days.
Therefore, less than ten days after his birth, Zhang Bairen had already walked outside the gate of hell once. If it weren't for Zhang Shenling, he would never have the qualifications to practice.
How did he survive? As a baby?
No one in the Zhang family knew, not even Zhang Shenling, but Zhang Bairen himself understood it very well.
Sitting cross-legged, he listened to the sound of his heartbeat echoing in the void. Indistinctly, a large amount of spiritual matter was gathering towards him.
When he was born, he was born to eat the heaven and the earth, and to be raised by the earth. His parents seemed to have only undertaken the task of sending him here.
"The family has gone through many hardships and finally made it to this point."
Zhang Bairen spoke, and his strong heartbeat made his eyes seem to see through the nothingness in front of him, and across the endless space, he saw scenes in the distance.
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Dongling wilderness.
On Wuyi Mountain, many members of the Zhang family who had been cultivating here for many years unconsciously looked up at the sky, as if they could see something watching them.
"Daddy, is there something in the sky?" A three-year-old child stretched out his chubby hands and rubbed his eyes, staring wide at the sky.
The sun is rarely seen in the dim sky, and it is difficult for children to see above the clouds.
"Nothing."
The middle-aged man next to him smiled and touched the child's head, staring at the sky with deep eyes.
At the top of the mountain, Zhang Jingyao and Zhang Bixiao also raised their heads. They felt it more clearly than others, because it was looking at them.
"I just said that the owner of the family has a way to contact us."
"The distance from the Divine Court to the Great Wilderness... is it some kind of magic weapon?"
"have no idea."
The two people who met looked at each other, and then Zhang Bixiao slapped his chest with his palm. The huge force shook his internal organs, and blood penetrated into the skin and floated in the void in front of him.
In front of their eyes, dozens of drops of hard work gathered together and turned into a bloody curtain.
Looking at the writing on it, Zhang Bixiao and Zhang Bixiao were speechless.
"It will take at least three months to recover from my injuries. The result is just to make this kid sure that we are still alive."
After a long time, the feeling of staring up and down disappeared, and Zhang Bairen, who was in the Silence of Fangcun State, felt the heartbeat in his ears getting faster and faster.
"The people of the Great Wilderness are fine, but the resources they bring will be exhausted within two hundred years at most. If we try to open up, casualties will be inevitable."
"Since the two clan brothers have already started working on this matter, there is no need to worry."
"Xuan Ye actually fought all the way from the Immortal Ruins to the wilderness. I have never heard of it."
After a moment of recovery, Zhang Bairen looked into the void again. This time, what appeared in front of him was a bloody world.
Thunder and fire fall from the sky, water waves roll in the rivers, and terrifying sounds are always heard from deep in the majestic mountains.
At the same time, the city on the earth was shattered, and countless desperate mortals were walking among the ruins, seemingly searching for their relatives. There were also mountains and fields, where a large number of mortals strayed into the poisonous mist. Within a moment, most of them were transformed into Dense water, when the fog dissipated, only a hundred or so people escaped in a hurry, but they also stayed at the root of the disease.
There are strong men who laugh wantonly and stand in the middle of the bloody ocean, there are monks with black flames who despise all mortals around them, and there are tyrannical kings who toy with their people regardless of the cost.
Zhang Bairen also saw Zhang Yunzhi. Next to the latter, Zhang Ke, a murderous young man who was no longer young, looked up in surprise.
Zhang Bairen didn't speak, the instinct in his blood let the opponent know what to do.
He waited for a moment and saw Zhang Yunzhi summoning ten members of the Foundation Establishment clan, and finally took out a hundred drops of their heart's blood from the chests of the ten people and turned it into a blood curtain.
This scene made Zhang Bairen frown slightly. Brother Yunzhi's cultivation was not weak, and Zhang Ke's cultivation was even more amazing. He didn't know what kind of opportunity he got to reach Golden Lotus Liukai.
With such strength, they didn't even dare to show their weakness for three months. Where on earth were they?
If this is the case, then the horrific scenes he saw may not have happened overnight, but... sparse and ordinary?
Sure enough, the message Zhang Yunzhi left was shocking, a land of disorder occupied by evil cultivator sects and demonic cultivator families.
Natural disasters have isolated regional communication. It is said that there are no less than one yuan of human beings in this huge world.
The number of one yuan, measured in time epochs, is one hundred and twenty-nine hundred and sixty billion.
This is only what Zhang Yunzhi and others have access to.
"It is difficult for immortal magic to work here. The aura of heaven and earth is filled with violent turbidity. In our practice, we must also rely on certain magic weapons and spend dozens of times to remove the turbidity and impurities."
"If they practice immortality, these people will die sooner or later. I can only let them practice demonic inheritance."
Zhang Bairen's eyes fell on the ten clansmen he had never seen before, and sure enough, there was black energy lingering between his eyebrows.
Thinking of this, Zhang Bairen took a deep breath. He didn't care so much whether he practiced immortality or inherited demonic cultivation. He believed that Brother Yunzhi and others could also regulate these clansmen who had never seen the sun.
Pointing out towards the void, Zhang Bairen passed on the inheritance of various demonic monks that his family had captured over the past hundreds of years.
Whether it is the Three Thousand Five Hundred Prefectures or the Divine Court, there are evil cultivators and demonic cultivators, but here they are not as unscrupulous as Zhang Yunzhi.
Later, Zhang Bairen began to pay attention to the position of other clan members. Compared with the clans led by clan brothers such as Zhang Bixiao and Zhang Yunzhi, the places where many other clan elders lived were much more peaceful.
The clan elders are also old and have no intention of competing. Their cultivation has improved over the years, but their strength is probably lower than when they were in Fangcun State.
Fortunately, it has only been a few hundred years. Even if life is difficult, it can still be sustained. With the passing on of some inheritance from Zhang Bairen, it can also be relieved for some time.
The blood of the Zhang family is extraordinary. As long as such a heel can survive, it will be enough for those clan members who left to rise little by little.
If one generation is stupid, there will be ten generations; if ten generations are stupid, there will be a hundred generations.
Finally, Zhang Bairen's eyes fell on the remaining two senses.
At this moment, even he was a little confused, who was that person?
He was the clearest one in arranging the clan members who were leaving. Now the Supreme Shenling is in the clan, the ancestor Yuan Yi is also in the Chilang Gorge, and the Yuxian clan uncle is in the west of Shenting where Tianzhu Mountain is.
Only Zhang Qing left and went to who knows where, so where is the remaining one?
He tried to look towards the bloodline power, but he could only see endless darkness. At a certain moment, a roar came out, which directly shook Zhang Bairen's soul away.
boom!
The body hit the altar, and the bloody flames on his body burned violently, turning into a majestic god standing high in the sky, roaring silently towards the depths of nothingness.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Bairen woke up faintly, his face pale.
Giving up on where that path was, he forced himself to look at the location of the last path.
Zhang Qing, who was far away on the Great Wall, looking at the endless demons rushing out of the demonic mist, suddenly raised his head.
"It's a coincidence."
Compared to the others, Zhang Qing was much rougher. He pressed his fingertips on his chest, and the next moment a river of blood surrounded him.
"Tell me, you won't pay such a high price just to take a look at me."
Zhang Qing said, although he didn't know Zhang Bairen's methods, it was absolutely impossible to cross such a distance that even he could not imagine easily.
