Time passes. In the prehistoric world, time that should have endless power sometimes seems to be affected by the power of Wu Xing and becomes a little powerless.
Just like now, more than ten years have passed, but all sentient beings in the prehistoric era seem not to notice at all, and there are almost no changes.
The saints still closed their doors and did not show their saints in front of others; the world was still dominated by the Lich and Lich clans in the prehistoric era, and they were still competing and confronting each other in every corner of the world.
Throughout the world, people are still talking about Fuxi's opening of the underworld nearly a hundred years ago, and no one seems to have noticed the passage of time.
Only for an acquired race like the human race, time seems to have regained its power. In the past hundred years, Fuxi's creation of the underworld has become a legend among his fathers.
There is the Yan clan, whose influence in the human race is no less than that of other super tribes and clans in the human race, and its reputation and influence spread almost throughout the entire river basin.
At this time, Yan had been in seclusion on Zi Yan Ling Mountain for many years. It had been more than a hundred years since he had appeared in front of his tribe.
But whether it is the Yan clan or the human race, the legends about Yan have not become less, but have become more and more numerous, and they have become more and more bizarre and mysterious.
More than ten years have passed since he cut off the Shinto avatar, Purple Flame Spirit Lord, and Yan has personally witnessed the growth of his avatar, and also personally experienced the incredible speed of Xianghuo Shinto in practice.
As long as you are not afraid of the erosion of the poison of incense, and as long as you have enough faith in incense, your practice will be like riding a rocket, with almost no obstacles at all.
Even if you occasionally encounter some confusion, it will be solved by the continuous accumulation of incense. If it is not solved yet, it means that the accumulation of incense is not enough.
And with Yan's hundreds of years of management and accumulation among the Yan clan and the human race, the most indispensable thing now happens to be the belief in incense.
Therefore, it can be said that the cultivation of the avatar has been smooth sailing over the past few years. I have made progress almost every day, and my strength and realm have been improving all the time.
This really allowed Yan to experience the joy of cheating and gold coin players in his previous life. It was also at this time that he became deeply aware of the gap between ordinary people and idiots.
I also understand why those cheaters can be so arrogant and unscrupulous. They are all emboldened by their rapidly growing strength. If Yan's body could make such progress, he wouldn't mind going out and slapping all the powerful officials in the face now.
Unfortunately, he did not have such a powerful weapon, so he could only stay in the tribe, carefully maintaining silence to prevent being slapped to death.
Of course, the reason why the clone progressed so quickly may also be due to its low level. After all, with a pretty good foundation laid by the main body, and with the realm and vision of a true immortal, being a clone will naturally benefit.
On Lingshan Mountain, it still looked like a paradise for immortals, and it was still so cold. There were still only two figures sitting there in the lonely courtyard.
One is inflammation, the other is still inflammation.
At this time, the golden crows were patrolling in the sky, and the warm sun was shining on the earth. Yan, who was sitting quietly in the courtyard, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the clones sitting facing each other in front of him.
At this moment, the Shinto clone's aura suddenly rose, and the power of immeasurable incense and merit was sucked into the body through the purple purification bottle held in his hand.
Then, a sweet melodious sound came from his body, and the avatar's divine body turned from solid to void, and suddenly dissipated, leaving only a bright divine fire in its place, mysterious and strange.
Then, just a moment later, the divine fire suddenly changed, the five elements rotated, evolved into the five elements, and told the five virtues. Every time a line was performed to express a virtue, the breath changed a little.
When it returns to the fire, although it looks like the divine fire is still blazing and bright, the aura on it is no longer the same.
After that, the divine fire suddenly shrank, and Yan's Shinto avatar appeared from the fire again. Like reincarnation, it gradually changed from virtual to real, and sat in front of Yan again.
Yan's expression was a little numb, and there was a lot of envy in his eyes. Although he had seen the mystery of the Incense Divine Way over the years, but now he witnessed the clone successfully breaking through the realm of immortals, his mood was still a little complicated.
You must know that only more than ten years have passed since the Shinto clone was chopped off, and the initial consolidation and growth time must be included in this period.
You must know that even if Yan had such great merits as drilling wood to make fire, gaining the attention of Saint Nuwa, and the blessing of the Yan family and the luck of the human race, it would still take about a decade to become an immortal.
Yan's speed was already considered rare among the acquired races, except for those innate races who were born sacred.
But now the Shinto clone has used the power of incense to compress this time to more than ten years.
You must know that although the clone has extraordinary heel and foot, it is cut out with Yan's soul as the core. Although the foundation is good, the starting point is not high.
"Congratulations! You are finally transcendent and worthy of being a god." Seeing the clone open his eyes, Yan calmed down and congratulated with a smile.
"Congratulations! You and I are one, and my breakthrough is no different from your breakthrough!" the clone said in return with a smile.
Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and then asked: "You have now broken through to the Immortal Realm. Are you going to immediately go to the secret realm of the underworld to serve as a priest, or are you going to consolidate and cultivate for a while."
After hearing the words, the clone thought for a while, looked up at Yan and said, "I'd better go directly to the underworld! Over the years, as the incense has become stronger and stronger, and more and more ghosts and gods have been pardoned, it's better to sort things out early and set the rules. For the best."
Yan nodded when he heard the words and had no objection. As more and more ghosts and gods were pardoned among the human race, it was indeed necessary to set rules as soon as possible.
Otherwise, when the gods lose their restraint and the system of gods is in chaos, Yan, as the master of the system of gods, will inevitably be implicated in those who are pardoned by the gods.
Thinking like this, Yan Xin thought about it and kept it warm in the sea of consciousness. Two artifacts of merit, a spear and a shield obtained by drilling wood and making fire, appeared in his hand.
"These two artifacts of merit have a close relationship with you and are suitable for your use. From now on, they will be handed over to you." Yan said, handing the two artifacts to the clone.
"Then I'm welcome!" The clone didn't delay, and directly smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, and as if he was afraid that Yan would regret it, he couldn't wait to put it into his body.
Seeing this, Yan rolled his eyes slightly, but didn't say anything. When his mind moved again, the innate spiritual treasure - the Samsara Judge's Pen appeared in his hand, and he said cautiously:
"In recent years, lichs have been making a lot of noise in the underworld. Although our secret realms are not directly integrated into the underworld, they are still connected to it.
This judge's pen can control the secret realm, which can be regarded as a source of confidence when facing the lich. From now on, you will be in charge! You should apply it well. Of course, the Lich is powerful, so it is best to live in harmony with it. "
This time, the clone's face couldn't help but become solemn. He took the spirit treasure with a cautious expression and said seriously: "Don't worry! I will be careful."
"Well! Let's do it then!" Yan waved his hand without saying more.
"So, take care, fellow Taoist!" the clone said, cupped his hand towards Chao Yan, turned into a ray of fire, threw it into the ancient well in the courtyard, and disappeared in the courtyard in the blink of an eye.
