Yang Xuan quite understood the demon clan's choice, not to betray, but to survive.
The spiritual energy of the world is gone, and the Wu clan has lost the possibility of breaking through the realm. However, with its terrifying natural strength, it can easily kill wild beasts and still dominate all spirits.
The demon tribe transformed into beasts, from overlords to the food of the witch tribe.
Such a result would be worse than surrendering to the enemy!
Yang Xuan asked: "Why is it that after the human race rules this world, it is extremely difficult to break through the human immortals, not to mention the golden immortals?"
"snort!"
The statue seemed to sense that Yang Xuan had no objection to the human race or the demon race, and said coldly: "Do you think the Butian Sect invaded to expand their business?"
"They are thieves and robbers, and they continue to steal the origin of the world through cultivation and ascension!"
Yang Xuan Tiandi asked: "What is the origin?"
"Every plant, tree, flower, leaf, breath and wind in this world are all evolved from their origin, especially the spiritual energy that supplies cultivation."
The statue explained: "Immortal monks have refined a large amount of spiritual energy and turned around to go to the fairy world. The origin of this world is getting less and less. As the origin is exhausted, the upper limit of practice becomes lower. After falling from the Golden Immortal to the True Immortal, It will be difficult for you to become a human being and even become a god in the future!"
Yang Xuan asked doubtfully: "Why not just swallow the world?"
The statue shook his head and said: "Each world is extremely stable, far beyond the ability of the Golden Immortal to refine it. If it weren't for the sky leakage, it would be difficult for Hunyuan to steal!"
Yang Xuan said: "Then we can really go down to the immortal world, collect the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and bring it to the immortal world in large numbers, right?"
"Of course, otherwise how could the origin pass so quickly!"
The statue said with hatred: "Those true immortals plundered the world until they could no longer bear them, and then they left this world. After that, they continued to steal through the method of ascension."
Yang Xuan was stunned. He never thought that the legendary immortal Buddha was actually a group of thieves.
Falling from the altar like this, there is no sense of mystery anymore!
"I dare to ask senior, why do they want to steal the origin, and if they manage this world well, they will benefit more, right?"
"I don't know the specific reason. The Wu Clan has always lived in this world and has never had contact with the outside world. I don't know the reason why the Butian Sect plundered the origin."
The statue frowned and said, "I once killed a true immortal. When I searched for the immortal soul, I learned that it seems to be related to merit and karma!"
When Yang Xuan heard about merit and karma, he asked again: "Why did the ancestors of the Lich and Demon clans die due to karma?"
"Karma needs to be suppressed by the supreme treasure, otherwise it will lead to divine punishment!"
The statue said: "The two ancestors died of divine punishment, their souls were scattered, and they didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated. It is precisely because of the treasure that suppresses the Butian Sect that they dare to plunder the origin wantonly, otherwise they would have been wiped out long ago!"
"I see."
Yang Xuan had heard about the theory of suppressing luck, and thought that karma was also the same. He said, "Nowadays, when immortals ascend to the immortal world, they need to accumulate a lot of merit. Is it related to karma?"
"The two can cancel each other out, but they have nothing to do with ascension."
The statue shook its head and said: "The fairy world does not collect garbage, so you can't enter with a lot of karma. On the contrary, those with profound merits show that they are beneficial to the development of the world."
Yang Xuan frowned and said, "Does the world have self-awareness?"
"How can the Lord God be conscious!"
The statue said: "Once the Dao of Heaven becomes conscious, it will inevitably turn into a supreme demon and destroy all living things in the world. Then there will be no monks to steal the origin."
"The so-called rejection and permission are more like the way the way of heaven operates. They are Tao, principles, laws and procedures!"
Yang Xuan was stunned for a long time, as if he had some realization.
Today, I listened to the statues talking about ancient times, and understood the origin of the immortal way. Then I learned that the way of heaven exists, and the way forward suddenly became clear.
For example, the creatures in the world only know how to practice and only want to ascend to immortality, but they don’t know why they ascended. They can only explore in confusion without knowing why.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior. After I go out, I will definitely find a way to bring glory to the witch clan..."
"stop!"
The idol immediately interrupted and said: "You are the only member of the Witch Clan now. Don't take risks, let alone seek revenge. You only need to do one thing when you go out."
Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Even with his senior brother as his backer, the chance of winning against the Immortal Dao was still slim. After all, there was still a giant behind the Butian Sect.
"Senior, please give me your instructions."
"The more wives you have, the more babies you will have."
The statue sighed: "I actually regret it now. I didn't resist with my life back then, but instead threw myself under the command of the Immortal Dao. The Butian Sect would not kill them all!"
Yang Xuan's face was slightly red, he had never been close to a woman before, and he whispered.
"Disciple must work hard!"
"It's not about effort, it's about necessity."
The statue hummed, "You kid, don't think about being lazy. There is a spell in the heart of the witch god. Only when the descendants of the witch clan prosper can they further integrate with you."
"..."
The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly regretted accepting the inheritance. He didn't care about being a human being, but he turned out to be a racial sower!
"There's another thing."
The statue looked at the green branch in his hand and said, "Although the demon clan betrayed them, they could not stop the witch clan from destroying the Tianzhu. This object is the remains of the Tianzhu."
"After you take it out, find a place to plant it until it grows back into a sky pillar. Maybe you can completely seal the sky leak and prevent the loss of its origin."
"With such merit, you will become the darling of heaven, and you may be able to break through the witch god in this world!"
Yang Xuan took the branch and it was three or four feet long, constantly exuding rich wood spirit energy: "Senior, how long will it take for this Tianzhu to grow?"
"No matter what, millions of years, right?"
The statue's tone was a little hesitant: "Maybe in tens of millions of years you can use your talent to ripen..."
Yang Xuan stuffed the branches into his arms and planted them later. Don't even think about using this to achieve a breakthrough. His grave will be gone in a few million years.
The Jumang family's talent can indeed ripen spiritual objects, but it requires consuming physical energy and blood.
In the future, the Wu Clan will have tens of millions of people, and if we use our talents together, it may be of some use!
Yang Xuan suddenly thought that he would become the source of blood for tens of millions of people, and he felt a strange sense of relief. He really had endless descendants.
"Senior, how should I leave the Witch Temple?"
"You practice slowly until the great wizard can break the restriction and walk out on your own."
The statue said: "I can live for hundreds of years. If you have any questions, please ask me earlier. In the future, this witch temple can be used as a place for the witch race to thrive!"
"I will obey the decree of my senior!"
Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the spot, using the Qi and Blood Cultivation Method to continuously temper his physical body.
The statue's eyes shone with spiritual light. He looked at it for a moment and said, "This practice method is quite interesting. Where did you learn it from?"
Yang Xuan said: "By chance, I became a disciple of the True Immortal. Since I had no spiritual roots, I taught him the method of transporting Qi and blood."
"True Immortal Disciple..."
The statue sighed, never wanting to destroy the Immortal Way of the Wu Clan, and finally sent a successor to the Wu Clan.
"Perhaps this is cause and effect! If you tell me this technique, I will help you continue to improve it. Maybe it will open up a new path for the Wu clan."
Yang Xuan was surprised and said: "Senior, you don't reject the immortal way?"
"Why the rejection?"
The statue said: "Back then, I turned to the path of immortality and became a physical immortal. It's just that Hunyuan didn't want to be shameless and didn't teach the follow-up techniques!"
"Otherwise, by analogy, maybe I can be promoted to an ancient wizard and beat up that guy Hunyuan!"
"Senior is wise."
Yang Xuan praised continuously, it seems that this ancient immortal's understanding of the skills has already surpassed that of the good demons and ethnic groups, and he can use it to practice as long as it is useful.
…
The years are unknown in the witch temple.
Yang Xuan didn't know how long he had been practicing. When he got bored, he went to hunt exotic animals, fry them, and fry them. The taste was very delicious.
The idol is indeed the obsession of the witch god, and he can deduce the techniques very quickly.
After the Qi and blood are condensed into the orifices, combined with the realm of immortals, Taoists and human beings, the method of transforming the orifices is deduced, which is to transform the orifice points into the muscles, bones, muscles, meridians and organs.
There are no acupoints anymore, but they are everywhere.
After Yang Xuan completed his cultivation, he felt that he was even less human. There were no meridians or bones in his body, and he was completely in human form composed of Qi and blood.
"But it's not without its benefits, such as changes..."
Yang Xuan's energy and blood circulated, and six arms suddenly appeared deep in his back, and three more faces appeared on his head, which suddenly solved the disadvantage of having no consciousness.
"With arms on all sides, you are not afraid of being attacked from behind, in the sky and on the earth!"
As soon as the thought occurred, the heavenly eye appeared on the top of the head, and the eyes opened on the soles of the feet.
Yang Xuan's entire body can change in a thousand ways, and unlike the illusions and magic powers of immortality, it is completely an essential change. For example, if you turn into an ox or a horse, even if a true immortal’s divine consciousness sweeps over you, you won’t be able to see through your true colors.
"Now with one punch, he is no longer weaker than Tianjun!"
An unknown amount of time passed.
The idols continue to deduce, trying to integrate the Wu clan's combat skills into Qi and blood cultivation. However, the obsession was about to dissipate, and he could not sort out the next level of the technique, so he sighed.
"The witches have an astonishing talent and physique. They practice every step of the way to return to their origins and become the legendary ancestral witches!"
"Because it is too high, the use of energy and blood is not as good as that of the weak humans. I have a hunch that this method may replace the ancestral technique and become the orthodoxy of the witch clan..."
Yang Xuan sensed that the voice of the statue was getting weaker and weaker, and he swore like an old man on the verge of death.
"Senior, I will definitely deduce the subsequent methods, perfect the method of Qi and blood cultivation, and use this to teach my fellow clansmen!"
The God of Unexpectedly shook his head slightly and said as if he was relieved.
"Don't be so stubborn. You won't be able to last forever. I'm going to listen to you and describe that senior brother's work style. Taking no principles as the principle is the real way to live forever!"
"The witch clan will be destroyed because they don't know how to adapt..."
At this point, the statue of the god became dim, his face turned back to stone, and the obsession of the witch god completely dissipated.
Yang Xuan bowed three times and bowed nine times, and began to understand the subsequent Qi and blood cultivation on his own.
…
Momoyama.
It is named after the mountains full of peach trees.
Thousands of years ago, a supreme treasure was born, which caused undercurrents in the Divine Continent.
However, the great sage of the demon clan took over and beat anyone who came close to it. As time went by, it turned out to be a forbidden area for the human race.
Occasionally, monks would sneak up the mountain, which became Sun Changsheng's amusement.
"No one has gone up the mountain in recent years, it's boring!"
Sun Changsheng lay on the top of the mountain and picked a peach to eat: "Junior brother, why don't you come out? Fortunately, my old Sun has a long life. Another immortal can't wait."
For thousands of years, Sun Changsheng never left Taoshan.
When you are greedy, you can summon Brother Niu to come to the banquet, or you can blow out some monkey hair and go to the City God's Temple to bring some spiritual wine back, and your life will be happy.
Sun Changsheng spit out the peach core and was about to pick another one when he suddenly looked above his head.
"Huh?"
The void cracked with a spiderweb-like texture, and the sound of "dong-dong-dong" came, as if someone was beating a drum in the air, and the cracks kept getting bigger amidst the sound of the drum!
Sun Changsheng counted with his fingers, jumped up happily, and scratched his ears and cheeks around the crack in the void.
"Junior brother is coming out?"
Just as he was pondering whether to help from the outside, he saw a hole as big as a bowl opening in the void. First, there was a hand in the depth, and an eye appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Oh, where's the monster?"
Sun Changsheng backed away and scolded sternly: "You monster, how come you have the same aura as your junior brother?"
The eyes in the palm of the palm blinked happily when they saw Sun Changsheng, only to see a mouth grow out of the palm, opening and closing to speak.
"Senior brother, it's me. This is the magical power of transformation that I have developed!"
Sun Changsheng looked at the palm of his hand for a moment, and said in surprise: "Such a change is somewhat interesting. It can be hidden from me, Sun. Could it be the secret method of the witch clan?"
"It's not exclusive to the Witch Clan, senior brother, please wait a moment."
As the voice fell, the palms of the hands continued to extend outward until a long snake-like body emerged, three or four feet long, formed into a ball.
Tuan changed into Yang Xuan again.
Sensing the familiar aura of heaven and earth, Yang Xuan couldn't help but excitedly said.
"I finally came out. The witch temple has no distinction between day and night, autumn and winter. It's almost suffocating me to death!"
Sun Changsheng suddenly said: "I see, no wonder you've been gone for so long. If you don't come out for another thousand years, I, the old Sun, will break the restriction and go in to save you!"
"millennium!"
Yang Xuan said in shock: "Thousands of years have passed, and my parents are just golden elixirs. Could it be that they have died at the end of their lives?"
"Your mother is extremely talented and has broken through to the realm of becoming a god. Now she is cultivating in heaven."
Sun Changsheng said: "Your father's qualifications are ordinary. After breaking through the Nascent Soul, it was difficult to make any progress. He was canonized by the heaven as the City God of Daheng Capital, and he condensed the soul with the art of incense and conferring gods!"
Yang Xuan immediately heard the problem and frowned: "How can Heaven be so kind?"
"Of course not, so your mother went to Heaven. She said she was a cultivator, but she was actually imprisoned!"
Sun Changsheng said: "When your father saw that his life was over, he would rather die than be separated from your mother. I, the old grandson, went to Kyoto to persuade you. Only after you came out did you agree to be canonized by the heaven!"
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Yang Xuan said: "It's hard to express my feelings to my senior brother by bowing down. If my senior brother goes to the East in the future, I will never go to the west. Even if I die, I won't frown!"
Although the Shaman Temple has been practicing for thousands of years, it is isolated from the world. Yang Xuan's mentality is no different from that of back then.
Unlike high-level monks who are indifferent to family ties, their wish in this life is still to build a small courtyard and live with their parents until their life span is exhausted.
What you ask for and wish for is like a child!
"Since I, Old Sun, recognize you as my junior brother, you are my fellow disciple. How can I use the word "thank you"?
Sun Changsheng scratched his head and chuckled, "But I, Sun, have a regret. Back then, when I crushed Ling Xiao, I joined forces with the Emperor of Heaven for safety, but I didn't have the right idea in my heart!"
"Now that my junior brother is already at the level of a human being, he still needs to be able to defeat me in close combat. Why don't you and I go to heaven for a visit?"
"That's what you wish for!"
Yang Xuan knew that his lack of understanding was just an excuse. He went to Lingxiao just to save his mother and reunite his family.
Sun Changsheng blew a breath and turned into clouds, carrying Yang Xuan and flying northeast.
"Haha, fellow sects join forces to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace again!"
at the same time.
Qingyun Temple.
Zhou Yi woke up from his practice, took out the lottery stick and used the Heaven-cutting Technique to predict bad luck.
The lotus fell.
The light is bright and dazzling, which means good luck.
"Is it wrong to feel restless? It's better to continue cultivating. In another two or three hundred years, I will be fully transformed into a god. I will be 10,000 years old by then. Let's celebrate!"
