The Great Wild God

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This world is full of too many mysteries, or that the six-armed troll crossed the void, brought him to this heaven, and completely opened a brand new space in front of Chen Xun's eyes.

The troll said he was a "ant", and he also knew that he could only be considered an ant.

Zong Ya was only fourteen years old, but he was a head taller than him, enlightened the barbaric soul, and had just entered the fourth level of barbaric martial arts, but he had nearly a thousand catties in his arms. This is how Chen Xun can imagine on earth. Things.

Nanli and Zongsang, as the upper-level brutal martial artists of the Wumeng Division, practiced the realm of blood-washing and marrowing. One punch can smash a shack-sized boulder. It is not weaker than a rocket bomb and runs through the mountains It is faster than a wild horse. After the muscles, bones, skin and flesh are tempered, the skin is as tough as the old skin of a bull, and the bones are more comparable to those of fine iron, and they are invulnerable to ordinary swords.

Fighting with the enemy, high-level brutal weapons exist like aliens.

However, Grandpa said that thirty or fifty advanced barbarians such as Zongsang and Nanhu may not have been able to beat a **** savage...

Climbing the Tushan Mountain, to the outside of the Western Wilderness, or in the depths of the Western Wilderness Extremity, those powerful true cultivations with the power of splitting the mountains and filling the sea are countless.

Having seen the situation where Tianwei Purple Thunder smashed countless mountains into powder, Chen Xun absolutely believed that Grandpa's words were not exaggerated.

The high-level barbaric weapon comparable to the alien, under the mighty purple thunder, before the six-armed troll, isn't it an ant?

It became clear in his heart that he wanted to gain a foothold in this world, or want to learn from trolls or Daoxu, tearing through the void, finding the way back to earth, and learning the cultivation methods of this world.

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For the next three days, the Wu Mang Department was preparing for the soul sacrifice.

In the past few decades, the Wumeng Department has not conducted a soul sacrifice several times, and it is naturally very grand once.

It's just that ordinary people can't get involved in this kind of grand ceremony. Only a few leader-level barbarians such as Nanli and Zongsang are responsible for the preparation; strangely, the Wugongzongtu has disappeared for two days, and I don't know where it went.

Chen Xun stayed in the stockade to heal his wounds, and did not go out of the stockade to collect medicine from the mountain again. It was not until the eve of the big sacrifice that Grandpa rushed back.

As soon as Zong Tu returned, he asked Zong Ya to call Chen Xun to the stone temple, and took out a fragment of silk book carefully wrapped in animal skins from his arms:

"Man martial arts training is more dependent on the hard work of the day. For thousands of years, Wu Mang has been able to enlighten the man soul within three or five months, only three or five people. Nan Li and they agreed that you will participate in the soul sacrifice, but You only have the chance to comprehend overnight, and you won’t get anything if you think about it. I went out this time and found an old friend to exchange for this scroll of scraps..."

Only when Chen Xun knew that Grandpa Gongzong had come out in the past two days, he was actually taking a private possession for him in exchange for the training method. He knelt down gratefully and shouted, "Grandpa..."

"Stupid boy..." Zong Tu stretched out a bird-claw withered hand and stroked Chen Xun's shoulder.

Chen Xun calmed the excitement, sat on the pouf, and took the fragment of the silk book handed over by A Gong Zongtu.

The handwriting on the cover is a bit vague, and it can barely identify the four large characters of "Dao Yun Can Jie", and the five small characters "Qing Mu Dao Ren Zhu" are written on the lower left. When turning over the silk book fragment, the first page reads:

"Tianhen terrain, Dao Yun Tiancheng, all things have an aura, visualization and law..."

Seeing this, Chen Xun was surprised by the fluctuating heart.

He went to this place of heaven, followed the A Gongzong map to learn barbaric language and discern pharmacology, always trying to figure out the similarities and differences between this place and the earth.

Although the herbs in the Tushan Mountains are different from those on Earth, none of them are the same, but when it comes to pharmacology, there are still many similarities.

Now that he sees this record in the fragmented silk scroll, although he doesn't know how to interpret the eight characters "Tianhen terrain, Tao Yuntiancheng", but it is fundamentally a theory of "teaching the world".

Chen Xun then turned back. In his silk book, Taoist Qingmu recorded many of his experiences in Yunzhou, and mainly recorded his discussions with Yunzhou practitioners on training.

It’s just that the narration about the practice is very scattered, and Taoist Aoki doesn’t think that some of his understanding is definitely correct, so he specifically marked the word "remnant solution" on the cover, but this is for Chen Xun, who has no way of getting started. It is already precious.

I don't know how much A Gongzong's pictures are in private collection, so I exchanged this silk book from his old friend Taoist Qingmu.

Thinking of this, Chen Xun gratefully bowed to the ground again.

"This Daoist Qingmu is an old friend of mine. As early as thirty years ago, his cultivation was already on the summit of Wuman. Although he traveled to Yunzhou, he could not help him break through the summit of Wuman, but his experience The sentiment is precious, and he has no descendants. This gave me this silk book."

Zongtu said slowly,

"Although you have forgotten where you came from, what you have learned in your heart is really not comparable to us old witches. Nan Li and Zong Sang just don’t know you enough now. I believe you should be able to learn from this fragmented silk book. There is something..."

"..." Chen Xun felt guilty in his heart, just crossing the void, demon blood entering his body, and so on, he couldn't talk about it with Grandpa.

Zong Tu slightly narrowed his hidden eyes, as if he had already seen through Chen Xun's secrets, and continued:

"I previously told you not to tell outsiders what you have learned in your heart. This is also the case this time. Don't tell others about silk books, especially Zong Ya. He can't keep secrets in his stomach."

"Axun knows that except for Grandpa, he will never reveal half of his score to others." Chen Xun agreed.

He had just arrived in Wumeng Shizhai and saw that the people of the Wumeng tribe lived a worse life than slash and burn:

In addition to the majestic and majestic stone hall, Shizhai is located in the center of the village, other buildings have no layout at all.

Although the walls of the village are built with stones, they are also very simple. There are no drainage, wells, public toilets and other facilities in the village. The tribe's survival mainly depends on fishing and hunting, and picking wild fruits, and they don't know how farming and animal husbandry are.

After Chen Xun asked A Gongzong Tu to stay behind, he gave many suggestions on how to improve the lives of the Wumeng people.

Grandpa Zongtu listened to his suggestion, but was shocked, but didn't follow his suggestion. He also asked him to keep the secret strictly, even Zong Ya couldn't reveal half of it.

As the longer he lived in the Wumeng Department and the deeper his understanding of this world, Chen Xun knew that Grandpa's Tu was truly foresighted.

On the one hand, the traditional power is exceptionally strong. The methods of farming and animal husbandry may be regarded as sorcery by the stubborn wild tribes and be banned.

More importantly, before the Wumeng tribe has formed sufficient force, the cultivation and animal husbandry methods will be implemented. The material is rich and the life is comfortable. Once it arouses the coveting of the big tribes, it will only bring about extinction and extermination. Disaster.

The reason is very simple. It is never a good thing for a sheep to eat grass to fatten itself.

And in this world, when it comes to the strength of force, it doesn't mean that you can have three to five hundred strong men or more of them organized for training.

This world is the world of cultivators, a space for endless display of individual tyrannical power.

Whether the Wumeng Tribe can regain its strength in Mangyaling depends more on the number of upper-level barbarians and whether there will be new barbarians coming out in the future.

The same is true of this fragment of "The Remnants of Taoism".

If Chen Xun learned something from it, it would obviously be a very superficial practice of profound arts, but after the news leaked out, many things were unclear and unclear.

If other big tribes mistakenly believe that there is something mysterious in the black mang, it will only be a catastrophic disaster for the black mang.

"Well, I have to make some preparations for the big sacrifice tomorrow. You go back and watch it first. If you don't understand, I will study with you after the big sacrifice." Zongtu said.

Chen Xun bowed deeply to Grandpa Gongzongtu, hid the fragments of silk and silk, turned around and left the stone house, and returned to his small shack, which was simple but sheltered him from wind and rain.

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Back in the shack, Chen Xun closed the door and read the "Remnants of Dao Yun" through the twilight that penetrated through the gap.

The fragments of silk scrolls are less than 100 pages, and the total number is more than 20,000 words.

Chen Xun has been acquainted with barbaric literature for three years, and it is easy to read. Before dark, he read the silk book carefully, and finally has a general understanding of the training system of this world.

The Western Wilderness Territory is dominated by the inheritance of barbaric martial arts, while Yunzhou, located to the east of Tushan, has a much richer training inheritance.

The Yunzhou Cultivation Sect believes that at the moment of conception, a person is endowed with the vitality of his parents' essence and blood, and is endowed with vitality from the heavens and the earth, from scratch to create a corpus in the mother's body. Training is to develop the body's potential.

The vitality given to the fetus by the world at the time of conception is regarded by the practitioners of Yunzhou as Taoism containing true Yang, and the practice of profound arts is almost based on Taoism containing true Yang; Taoist Qingmu believes that when a person is conceived, the gift comes from his parents. His essence, blood and vitality are actually the foundation of Barbarian martial arts training.

The sparse Xianman true blood in Manwu's body was actually passed on from generation to generation through the essence and blood of his parents at the time of conception.

Seeing this, Chen Xun suddenly felt a sense of transparency.

Although Shinto Aoki did not write down any specific methods of savage training in the silk book, the actual principles of savage training have been fully explained.

Chen Xun still can't understand what the vitality given by heaven and earth is for the time being, but isn't Xian Man's bloodline similar to genetic inheritance?

Before the troll's death, the drop of golden devil blood that penetrated into his body could be regarded as the existence of the "preliminary blood"?

It is recorded in the fragments of the silk book that Yunzhou cultivators have advanced to a high and deep level, and can guide the heaven and earth to quench the body, not only greatly increase their life, but also have the ability to rejuvenate and rejuvenate.

Chen Xunhui thought that after that drop of golden demon blood penetrated into his body, he would become what he looked like when he was about ten years old within more than a month. Isn't it what the silk book said is "the spirit is tempered and rejuvenated"?

Chen Xun made a shocking wave in his heart, remembering the words of the Void Troll before his death: "It's cheap, you ant..." At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

Chen Xun repeatedly compared the silk book, only to realize that the method that he had worked out over the past three years to develop his body's potential by squeezing the limits of his body was actually the most primitive martial arts practice.

And the enlightenment of the soul of the man martial arts, although it is the secret of the tribes, but in the end it is written in the silk book, "the sky marks the terrain, the Tao Yun Tiancheng, all things are spiritual, and the law is "These ten numbers are similar to the visualization secrets of the major sects in Yunzhou.

It’s just the secret technique of Vajra Equal Visualization, which is also the secret of the various sects in Yunzhou. There is no more specific introduction in the fragments of the silk book, but Taoist Qingmu has appended a copy called "The Five Powers of Dapeng" at the end of the silk book. The secret boxing map.

Seeing this, Chen Xunxin jumped wildly again, feeling that this volume of silk book brought him so many surprises.

Daoist Qingmu said in his silk book that Dapeng Secret Boxing was only a practice technique used in the early stage of Yunzhou martial arts, but there is no essential difference between martial arts and martial arts, and it can be used as Chen Xun's first step into martial arts training. Step by step.