The Ancestor of Body Repair

In a valley deep in the territory of the Wood Spirit Tribe, there is a tree stump with a diameter of a thousand feet, which is like a small hill as big as a millstone. On the surface of the dry and yellow bark, emerald green runes can be vaguely seen flowing, as if it is pregnant with a special vitality.

In a tree hole deep in this millstone tree stump, nine Wood Spirit Tribe monks gathered in a circle. They sat cross-legged, surrounded by brilliant emerald green vitality, and a terrifying breath filled the surroundings. They were all terrifying existences at the level of refining emptiness.

The leader was an old man with gray-green hair and a haggard face. The emerald green vitality around him was the most concentrated, leading the vitality of others.

Deep in these halos, there were mysterious runes flashing, and they were arranged in a special array. Except for the haggard old man, the other eight refining emptiness monks frowned, as if they were comprehending something.

Suddenly, the haggard old man in the lead suddenly opened his eyes, and the rune halo rotating around him trembled and slowly dissipated.

At the same time, an old woman in brocade clothes on the opposite side also woke up suddenly, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

The other Muling clan monks also noticed the movement and stopped their perception. Next to the withered old man was a man who looked like half man and half tree. He said directly: "Grand Elder, what's wrong?"

The withered old man did not answer directly, but looked at the old woman on the opposite side. His withered mouth was dry as wood and could not open. A voice came out of his chest: "Sixth Elder, Mu Wan and Mu Lan's life runes also disappeared?"

The old woman nodded heavily, and then her face changed and said: "Grand Elder, could it be that Mu Lei and the others also..."

"They also fell. If I am not mistaken, they died within the range of the Dead Soul River."

The withered old man called the Grand Elder had no emotion in his eyes, but just looked up to the east, as if looking at the Dead Soul River from afar.

The other elders were a little surprised when they saw this scene.

"Mu Lei and his men all died?"

"No way, Great Elder, they were just setting up holy water, how could they all die?"

"Died in the Dead Soul River, could there be a Dead Soul General?"

"Impossible, the altar is on the edge, there has never been a Dead Soul General there, at most there are Dead Soul Soldiers at the peak of the Spiritualization Realm."

Listening to everyone's words, the Great Elder's chest shook and said: "The thunder beads I gave Mu Lei and his men can completely scare away a Dead Soul General. To kill them all, there must be dozens of Dead Soul Soldiers, or even a Dead Soul General leading the team."

"How is it possible, such a thing has never happened in tens of thousands of years!"

The withered old man shook his head slightly and said: "You may have forgotten that the riot of Dead Soul creatures was recorded once in ancient books."

The half-tree man's expression moved and said: "Great Elder, are you talking about the riot of Dead Soul creatures caused by a Demon Lord of the Demon Clan entering the Dead Soul River more than 100,000 years ago?"

Hearing this, the other elders of the Wood Spirit Clan were all shocked.

"Another demon king has entered the Dead Soul River?"

"The last time Mu Lan encountered a dead soul soldier, it seemed to be a dead soul armor made by the demons. Could it be related to this?"

The withered old man listened to the discussion of the crowd and said in silence: "The strange appearance of the high-grade holy water on the altar, the riot of the dead soul creatures, the strange dead soul generals, and the sacrifice of the human cultivators, there must be some connection between these things."

"The holy water is related to the advancement of the high-level cultivators of our clan. Second Elder, Sixth Elder, Ninth Elder, you go to investigate the situation. With the holy objects of our clan, even if you encounter a dead soul riot or a real demon king of the demon clan, you can retreat unscathed."

As he spoke, the chest of the withered old man slowly cracked open, and a tree root-like thing gushed out from it. It looked extremely ugly, just like a tree root dug casually in the mountains.

Everyone showed respect when they saw this tree root that looked like an ordinary object. The man who looked like a half-tree man beside the great elder bowed and took the tree root with both hands. His originally nervous expression suddenly relaxed a lot. It seemed that with this tree root, the danger of the dead soul creatures was greatly reduced.

"Mu Lei and his companions died near the No. 3 altar. Before that, Mu Lan encountered a dead soul creature with demon armor at the No. 5 altar."

"Go and explore these two places to see if you can find some clues. As for the human sacrifice, there is no rush. Wait until the cause of the dead soul creatures' riot is found out."

"Yes, great elder, we will go now." The half-tree man, the old woman, and the young man at the end stood up and saluted. A token appeared in their hands. With a flash of spiritual light, they disappeared into the tree hole.

Looking at the remaining few old men, the withered old man closed his eyes again, his chest shaking as he said, "Continue to comprehend the Wood and Stone Secret Art. This is the improvement made by me and fellow Daoist Shi Lei. Only by practicing it to perfection, you and fellow Daoists of the Tianshi Clan can perform the Dual Spirit Secret Art at the early and middle stages of the Refining Void Cultivation Stage, and your self-protection power will be greatly increased."

Hearing this, an old man couldn't help but say, "Grand Elder, will the demons really go to the Wasteland after three hundred years?"

The withered old man was silent for a moment and said, "This is what the old monster of the Star Soul Clan agreed to. Without this condition, it would not be so easy for the demons to stop fighting."

"After all, in addition to the ancient vitality, there are also some places in the Wasteland that have the original demon energy."

"Although those above the fusion cannot enter the Wasteland, the demons will definitely arrange for the powerful demon kings to go in for protection. Needless to say, the Star Soul Clan, the old guy's physical body will definitely go in to contain the demon king."

"The Demon Clan and the Star Soul Clan have the strongest fighting power in the Refining Void Stage, the Blood Shadow Clan has strange magical powers, and only we and the Sky Stone Clan are the weakest. If you don't have this secret technique to help you, it will be too dangerous for you to go in."

Hearing this, these Wood Spirit Clan cultivators in the Refining Void Stage couldn't help but feel a chill all over their bodies. They didn't expect that the wilderness world hundreds of years later would be so dangerous, but for the resources and ancient vitality inside, they had to go.

Everyone stabilized their emotions and continued to comprehend the secret technique taught to them by the withered old man.

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"Ancestor Lu, we are all human cultivators in that secret realm. The younger generation listened to the Wood Spirit Clan guards and there are four more such secret realms."

"But the Wood Spirit Clan captured us casual cultivators, it's not worth your risk, old man, you must not go deep into the Wood Spirit Clan territory."

In the hall in the center of the Nine Spirits Underground Palace, an old man with white hair and a childlike face spoke excitedly. He looked excited and excited, and also worried. The wood attribute mana in the middle stage of the Spiritualization in his body fluctuated with his emotions.

Standing next to the old man was a middle-aged man in gray brocade clothes. He had a plain appearance and narrow eyebrows that looked like two short swords. He was Jian Chen, a powerful god-transforming master of the human sword sect.

Jian Chen looked at the excited old man and patted his shoulder. The old man was even more excited than he was at the beginning.

If he hadn't known this cultivator named Hua Tianqi in his early years and hadn't come here in person to introduce the identity of Lu Laozu, I'm afraid this middle-stage god-transforming cultivator would have thought that he was under the illusion of the wood spirit clan and couldn't believe that the human race still had a refining ancestor hidden.

Lu Kun sat at the head of the hall. He sighed and said, "The people imprisoned by the Star Soul Clan will not be killed in large numbers within two or three hundred years. After the abnormal movement of the Dead Soul River, the attention of the Wood Spirit Clan should have shifted to the dead soul creatures, and they will not sacrifice the human race in a short time."

"Next, Lu will go to the territory of the Blood Shadow Clan and the Sky Stone Clan."

Hua Tianqi and Jian Chen heard this, and their expressions were full of worry.

Lu Kun waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm only going to capture some of the Divine Transformation Aliens and study their bloodline."

At this moment, Jian Chen's mind appeared with Lu Kun's one against three and his ability to travel underground, and he immediately felt that he was worrying too much.

At this moment, Hua Tianqi seemed to have thought of something. A blank jade slip appeared in his hand, and his consciousness kept surging, pouring information into it. After a while, he handed the jade slip forward and said respectfully, "Ancestor Lu, you have just come out of the secret realm of the human race, and you may not know much about the alien areas."

"Although Hua is a casual cultivator, I have traveled to the realms of the four surrounding tribes and know these aliens very well. I hope this information will be helpful to you."

Lu Kun took the jade slip, scanned it with his consciousness, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes, this is indeed helpful."

"Jian Chen, you will have to arrange for Fellow Daoist Hua and the others. I will leave first without further delay." After speaking, Lu Kun put away the jade slip, and disappeared into the hall with golden light flashing around him.

Jian Chen bowed respectfully to the front, then patted Hua Tianqi on the shoulder and said excitedly: "Fellow Daoist Hua, come, take a good look at this Nine Spirits Underground Palace of our human race."

"Let me tell you, this place is more than 8,000 miles underground, countless times safer than the Three Realms and Nine Realms. Even if you are in the late stage of Refining Void, you may not be able to dive so deep."

"More than 8,000 miles underground, how is this possible?"

"Hahaha, this is all thanks to the magical powers of our human race's physical cultivation. You don't know that the path of physical cultivation is very magical..."