Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

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Everyone slowly walked out of the corridor and stepped onto the dead ground.

At a glance, the dead land is silent, the trees here have no leaves, and they are all half-rotted, as if they have been drenched by acid rain.

The trees in the forest are sparse, and the Yin Qi is extremely heavy, and there is a faint aura of splendor.

The ground under his feet was gray-black, exuding a rotten smell unique to old forests, which was very unpleasant.

At a glance, there are many small swamps on the ground, with a faint mist floating above them, and there are skeletons in the black mud besides rotten branches.

The place is filled with rotting, foul-smelling hues.

Everyone frowned, feeling rather heavy.

"Old Ancestor, what should we do now?" Ancestor Dongri is the only Nascent Soul strongman here, if there is any danger, everyone can only count on him.

"What else can I do, take a step and look at it, make your eyes brighter, understand?" Patriarch Dongri said solemnly.

"Good ancestor!" Everyone nodded and walked forward.

Not long after.

On the land in the distance, a magnificent building came into view, it was a dilapidated palace connected together.

A faint mist floated around the palace, and there was a dead silence inside, and the whole palace looked like giant beasts crawling, which made people feel depressed.

"This... the palace? Could it be the former residence of a hundred clans?" Patriarch Dongri was moved, opened his eyes, and looked back and forth.

"Look inside, why are there so many evil spirits in there, are they fighting?" Someone suddenly whispered.

"That's..." Everyone looked around and saw that there were countless evil spirits of hundreds of races fighting with evil spirits of human race in the palace. life dies.

"That's not an evil spirit, it's a photo of the time I encountered in the tunnel. It seems that Xu Jieyang's ancestor really led people to kill here. If this is really the lair of hundreds of clans, why would it be in Yongquan Fairy?" Inside the clan?" Patriarch Dongri frowned, puzzled.

"Yes, if the fairy mountain we entered is the lair of hundreds of clans, why did it appear in the Yongquan Xianzong sect?" Everyone was also puzzled.

"That fairy mountain was formed later. It didn't exist before the invasion of the hundred clans. I saw it in the memory of the old Ye Tiange." At this moment, Yang Buyi was sure that he had read it correctly.

"It was formed later? It seems that it was brought by hundreds of clans. Why are we so unlucky to break into here after chasing the divine soldiers." Everyone sighed.

"Stop talking, pay attention to your surroundings, let's go and have a look." Patriarch Dongri led the way, and everyone walked over slowly.

The closer they got, the clearer the image of the battle... It was the battle between the human race and the hundred races.

Those hundreds of clans had ferocious smiles, and they looked extremely evil. They looked different and had strange faces.

Some have pitch-black wings, some have fangs, and some have black scales...

Each of these hundreds of races is very violent, and each expression is full of the superiority and contempt of the superior, looking at the human race... as if looking at a captive animal.

People die every moment, and the human race seems to be very fragile in front of these hundreds of races. They keep coughing up blood and keep falling...

But there are also some extremely powerful people who glow and heat, with terrifying spells, flooding the palace, sweeping all directions, and countless hundreds of clans bursting frequently.

"Look, that man is so powerful!" Someone whispered, and everyone stared at the screen, and saw a strong man exuding a faint golden light all over his body. Hundreds of clans besieged and killed.

"This is, the Golden Body Art?" Seeing this scene, Yang Buyi suddenly activated the blood in his body uncontrollably, his eyes turned golden, and a faint golden glow appeared on his body.

"Huh? Why is the golden glow on your body similar to that of the senior in the video?" Everyone looked at Yang Buyi in amazement.

At this moment, Patriarch Dongri saw a strong man with blue pupils in the image being surrounded and killed by hundreds of clans. The blood in his body also boiled and burned, and his eyes turned blue. The blue pupils stared at the creatures of hundreds of races, uncontrollably bursting out with boundless murderous aura.

"This..." Everyone was surprised. They looked at the video, and then at Patriarch Dongri. They couldn't help muttering, "With the same blue pupils, is Patriarch a descendant of this senior?"

"Maybe, maybe not, but there must be a connection!" Patriarch Dongri said in a deep voice.

The human race masters that appeared in the video were not only these two, but also many strong men who exploded with terrifying combat power. The majestic power shook the world and forced hundreds of races to retreat, but they were finally defeated by the inferior numbers. In the end, all of them died in battle and died in the temple.

Seeing this, everyone was filled with inexplicable grief, especially Patriarch Dongri and Yang Buyi, they felt that they couldn't breathe out, they were stuffy in their hearts, and felt very uncomfortable.

Dead, all dead!

The image replayed again, Yang Buyi and the others came back to their senses, their expressions were gloomy, and at the same time, they couldn't help feeling chills down their spines.

"The eyes of these hundreds of clans make me feel really uncomfortable, my blood is rushing uncontrollably, I have an urge to rush in and kill them all." Yang Buyi subconsciously brought on a trace of murderous intent.

"The eyes of these hundreds of clans really make me very uncomfortable." Patriarch Dongri squinted his eyes, exuding a coldness from his body.

"The eyes of these hundreds of races are full of the disdain of the superiors, and they are full of banter and violence when they look at the human race, as if looking at a captive animal. I also have a murderous look uncontrollably in my heart. This killing intent seems to be engraved in my soul. Deeply the same."

Someone wondered, "Do you have this feeling?"

"Yes!" The people on the side also nodded solemnly.

"Before we guessed that this was a battle between a certain hundred clans and a certain human clan, but seeing the condescending expressions of these hundreds of clans, I feel that this battle is not that simple!" Patriarch Dongri said calmly, thinking a lot of.

"Is it really a war between our entire human race and hundreds of races?" Someone glanced at Patriarch Dongri and guessed.

"Perhaps... so!"

Ancestor Dongri nodded solemnly, "According to the tone of Ancestor Xu Jieyang's photo, there should be unknown dangers here, we must find a way out quickly and get out of here."

Then everyone continued on the road, passing through a large area of ​​palaces, seeing many images left by countless creatures from hundreds of races fighting with the human race, and the hatred hidden in the depths of their souls was constantly being stimulated.

Vengeance!

This is a vendetta, the hatred that is aroused just by seeing a photo, it is either your death or my death.

The trembling of blood and soul let everyone know that if a hundred clans appeared in front of them, even if they didn't make a move, the hundred clans would kill them, and if they met, there would be a battle.

Everyone became more and more convinced that this was a race war, and became more serious.

After walking for nearly half an hour, they left the palace and came to the forest.

After walking for a few more days, they saw the palace again.

The dilapidated palace occupies an unknown number of miles, and there are flashes of pictures inside, and the fighting continues.

A few days passed by in a hurry, Yang Buyi and the others passed through many dilapidated palaces and saw many pictures of shocking battles, it was very tragic.

They also went to the palace to search for magic weapons, holy medicine, and some treasures, but they didn't get much.

Either it was destroyed by the war, or it was eroded by the years.

Patriarch Dongri found a piece of wood that hadn't decayed yet, the magic soldiers were turned into ashes, but the wood was only half-rotted, which shows that it is extraordinary.

Passing through a large area of ​​dilapidated palaces, the line of sight is wider.

The sky was still dark and low, as if it could be touched.

The desolate land is boundless and has no end. Under the dim light, it gives people great depression.

At a glance, there is no grass on the dark ground, and there is a hillside in the dead land, but it is very short and bare, and the vegetation on it has no leaves, only branches, as if it has been burned by fire, and the whole body is pitch black.

Death, cold, is incompatible with everyone's anger, making people very uncomfortable.

"Where is the end here? How about we fly? Just be careful." Someone suggested in a concentrated voice.

"Okay!" Patriarch Dongri pondered, "Then everyone be careful!"

"Understood!" Among the people present, only Yang Buyi was at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the others were Jindan real people who had cultivated for so many years, and almost all of them were human beings who knew how to save their lives.

After the words fell, everyone pasted the concealment talisman and flew into the sky.

But just after flying not far away, everyone was surprised to find that there was a breeze blowing all around, and then like a tornado, it was getting bigger and bigger, and there was a whining sound in a moment, and a tornado that connected the world to the ground swept everyone shrouded.

"Yellow wind?"

A yellow whirlwind enveloped everyone.

"Why is there a sudden wind?"

"Is this the Yin wind of Huangquan?"

"Not good, this wind cuts flesh and bones, it's too powerful." Yang Buyi exclaimed suddenly, a ray of yellow wind corroded his true energy shield in the blink of an eye, even if he practiced the Golden Body Art, his body is comparable to his spirit He was injured in an instant, his clothes were torn, his flesh and blood were cut, the pain was burning, and a layer was cut off directly.

"Boy, are you alright?" The Golden Core cultivator at the side noticed his miserable situation, and quickly expanded his true energy shield to wrap him around.

But in an instant, he also screamed, the yellow wind also eroded his true qi shield and injured his body.

The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that their true qi shield had also been eroded.

"No, this wind is weird." Everyone was terrified and moved, and quickly sacrificed magic weapons to protect themselves.

But......

When the yellow wind tightened, the sound of Chi Chi Chi Chi sounded outside their magic weapon, obviously being eroded at a very high speed.

"The yellow wind is powerful, let's fly away!" Patriarch Dongri's protective cover was also instantly eroded by the yellow wind, which startled him, and he quickly yelled and teleported away.

But the yellow wind is like a gangrene attached to the bone, it doesn't drop a bit, but it gets bigger.

Seeing that the tornado was getting bigger and bigger, especially the one next to Patriarch Dongri, Yang Buyi also saw a clue from behind, and quickly shouted: "Patriarch, don't fly, stop quickly, maybe it's because of flying Huang Feng."

Patriarch Dongri's body shook when he heard the words, and he suddenly realized that he immediately ordered everyone to stop and slowly landed on the ground.

"Hunyuan Umbrella!"

Patriarch Dongri sacrificed a defensive treasure and said, "You all come in!"

Seeing this, everyone quickly ran into it.

Whoooo!

The yellow wind was like a sharp blade, crazily scraping the Hunyuan Umbrella, and made a piercing and terrifying sound like a knife scraping a bone. No one dared to breathe out. The yellow wind was really too powerful, like a mighty God of Transformation was attacking them. Average shot.

Whoooo!

The yellow wind continued to blow.

Gradually, the noise of the wind outside became much quieter.

"Don't move, the yellow wind is getting weaker and weaker." Patriarch Dongri said in a deep voice.

Whoooo!

The yellow wind was blowing, but for a moment, there was no movement outside.

Obviously the yellow wind has stopped.

After a cup of tea, the yellow wind outside finally dissipated.

"This yellow wind is weird, why is it blowing around us?" Everyone took out the Hunyuan Umbrella, looked around, and asked in surprise.

"We didn't see the yellow wind when we were walking, but it started to blow as soon as we flew, and the yellow wind blows around us, maybe it's because of flying!" Patriarch Dongri said in a deep voice.

"This yellow wind is too powerful." Yang Buyi looked at the cut flesh on his arm, and was afraid for a while.

"What was the yellow wind before? Why is it so powerful? If this little brother hadn't discovered it in time, we would have continued to fly for a while, and the yellow wind that wrapped us would have to be as big as a palace. It's hard to resist."

Everyone still has lingering fears.

"It's really hard to resist, my Hunyuan Umbrella is damaged!" Patriarch Dongri looked at his treasure, feeling a little distressed.

"This place is dangerous, and there are too many unknowns. We have to be more careful. I think we should verify first to see if the yellow wind is caused by flying." Someone said.

"Okay, let me verify it!" A cultivator with Rank 7 Golden Core immediately flew up lightly, and as the flight accelerated, there was indeed a yellow wind around him again. Seeing this scene, he immediately landed, yellow The wind also slowly dissipated.

"The yellow wind is really caused by flying, it seems that we have to walk." Seeing this, everyone understood.

"Boy, are you alright?" Ancestor Dongri looked at Yang Buyi and said, ever since seeing the photo, both of them had murderous intentions towards Hundred Clans, he had a special affection for Yang Buyi.

"It's okay, skin trauma!" Yang Buyi waved his hands.

"Well, I don't know if there is any danger in this place. Let's continue walking and try to find the way out as soon as possible." Patriarch Dongri said with a wave.

Everyone moved forward again, and walked for another three days.

There was another dilapidated palace in front of them. Everyone just stepped into it and walked a few steps.

Whoooo!

At this moment, there was a sudden howling of ghosts and wolves from the depths of the palace.

Everyone looked up, but saw three ferocious hundred clans rushing towards them. Everyone was used to taking pictures at such a time. After taking a look, they looked away.

But... the next moment.

boom!

Three dull voices resounded suddenly, and the three figures rolled back along with the rain of blood.

air.

The three flying across looked at each other in disbelief, and four words came out of their eyes——this is true.

"Be careful! This is an evil spirit, not a photo taken by time!" Their expressions were fixed, and they immediately reminded.

"Human... human, critter... ant!"

In front, three evil spirits of hundreds of clans were covered with brown scales, with animal heads and human bodies, and the soles of their feet were shaped like cattail leaves, covered with barbs.

"My mother, this evil spirit has opened its mouth, and it actually has a sliver of wisdom? They are different from the spiritless evil spirits we encountered earlier!" A golden core cultivator stared.

"Human ants?"

Patriarch Dongri trembled involuntarily when he heard the words, roared wildly, the blood in his body was ignited, his eyes were blue and full of murderous intent.

"Huh? The offspring of the big ants?"

Seeing the appearance of the ancestor Dongri, the three evil spirits of hundreds of clans immediately shrank their turbulent evil spirits. Although they had "ants" in their mouths, they were as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Ancestor Dongri looked sharply at the three evil spirits of the Hundred Clans in front of him, "Ants? The little evil spirits have also been contaminated with the temperament of the Hundred Clans. The evil spirits of the Hundred Clans have created you. This is a true reflection of the hearts of the Hundred Clans." Is it? You deserve to die! Hundreds of clans deserve to die! Killing you is like killing hundreds of clans!"

The word "death" fell.

Patriarch Dongri had already been killed.

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