Traveling across the globe for the first time

Chapter 983: The First Warrior Race
The Prison God collected all the crystal balls, held them up to Fang Ping, and said solemnly, “The system of the beginner martial arts is very complex, and everyone’s path is different.

We have condensed the inheritance of Chuwu into a Dao seed and made some improvements, which is complementary to your original Dao.

You can allow a warrior to cultivate to the peak of the eighth rank, and then make another choice: to continue cultivating the elementary martial arts, or to go to the origin."

In order to ensure that Chu Wu could be passed down, these people also took great pains. They made some improvements to their own skills, eliminating those parts that were not suitable for the practice of the Origin Warriors, so that the warriors would not be affected when they switched to practicing the Origin.

To put it simply, it allows warriors to have one more choice when they reach the ninth level of cultivation.

If you can directly open up your own path to origin, then follow the origin.

If you really can't find your own way, then continue to practice basic martial arts. At least if you practice according to the inheritance in the Tao seed, you may still be able to become a true god.

Generally, people who can cultivate to the ninth level are not too bad in aptitude. They cannot find their own way mostly because of the obsession in their hearts, just like Wu Kuishan and Axe King.

There are no such restrictions when practicing beginner martial arts. For them, being able to continue to improve is a good thing.

What's more, the fact that Chuwu has been passed down to this day has its merits. When fighting against warriors of the same level, its combat power is even stronger than that of warriors who follow the path of origin.

Having more choices is always a good thing!
This is not a technique created temporarily by the Prison God. In the Chuwu Continent, there are also people who cannot bear the long training process of beginners and turn to practice the origin. They have conducted research a long time ago and are quite familiar with this.

In order to prevent the inheritance of Chuwu from being rejected by the human race, they simply removed all the parts that were not suitable for Benyuan warriors.

Of course, there is also a complete inheritance of the initial martial arts in the Dao Seed.

Fang Ping took the Dao Seed and examined it, discovering that each beginner warrior had a different cultivation method.

In his opinion, this is actually a good thing. Martial arts should be a place where a hundred flowers bloom, instead of being like now, where everyone is cut from the same mold and there is basically no difference in the upper limit of Qi and blood that each grade can reach.

Fang Ping said with satisfaction, "Hmm! Not bad! The training method of Chu Wu is very unique, especially the part before the ninth rank.

Overall, there's no problem. I'll find someone to try practicing with later."

The Hell God heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll have to trouble the Human King!

In fact, Origin is also a type of Chu Wu, but it is more convenient to practice. Moreover, as more people practice it, it becomes an independent practice system, which is not much different from Chu Wu.

I need to remind you that the traditional cultivation system is somewhat dangerous. If you are not careful, you will explode and die. The correct cultivation method must be passed down. Relying solely on information inheritance is prone to errors, so we have spent a great deal of money to condense the Tao seed.

As long as you practice according to the above method, there should be no problem before you reach the Heavenly King level.

In addition, this Dao Seed contains our origin. In the future, if there are talented beginners in martial arts, they can also absorb the energy from it to improve their cultivation. As long as they can pass on the Dao of beginner martial arts, it will be fine..."

The Hell God wanted to give him some more instructions, but Fang Ping interrupted him, saying, "Yes, I understand!

It’s okay to just accept the inheritance.

Anyone who absorbs the essence from it and reaches the level of a Heavenly King must condense the same Dao Seed, so that the inheritance will not be cut off."

The strength of the novice warriors is obvious to all. When fighting against people of the same level, they can easily defeat two or three powerful Origin warriors.

As for the danger the other party mentioned, Fang Ping didn't care at all. What kind of human warriors were afraid of danger? Nowadays, every Grandmaster has practiced the Blood Blade Art. If the legendary magic skills really existed, I guess new warriors would rush to learn them.

If you want to be strong, you have to pay a price!
Fang Ping took a quick look at the beginner martial arts training method, which was very different from the tempering method. The qi and blood of beginners were not restricted by grade. As long as your physique was strong enough, you could accommodate more qi and blood, but of course you also had to bear the corresponding risks.

Fang Ping happily put away a few Dao Seeds and then said, "I emphasize again that the Chuwu inheritance can only be spread privately.

As for how many warriors will accept the inheritance, I cannot guarantee this. It depends on whether everyone can accept the skills you provide.

If your inheritance is powerful, there will definitely be many people willing to practice.

If the improvement is slow and there are great dangers, then I can only guarantee that these Tao seeds will be passed down, and I will not care whether there is anyone who inherits them.

However, these transactions are conducted in private, so don't let outsiders know. If Chuwu is made public, it will drag the human race into the quagmire.

Although we new warriors are not afraid of any powerful enemy, we do not want to make unnecessary sacrifices.

You can't blame me for being careful. It's mainly because the hatred between you and those old antiques is too deep. This is not the cause and effect that we humans should bear.

So we can only cooperate privately."

Fang Ping had previously said that the information could only be spread privately, and the others had no objections.

He continued to deceive, "If we humans can rule this world in the future, there will definitely be a place for you beginner warriors.

No! To be precise, by then there will no longer be a distinction between origin and beginner warriors. Everyone is a warrior, just with different paths of cultivation.

From now on, your inheritance will be like the combat methods created by the Grandmasters, freely spread throughout Wuda, and anyone who wants to learn it can do so!"

Fang Ping said this after accepting the other person's things, which did seem a bit shameless, but he was not completely flattering the other party.

If the human race could unify the three realms, he really wouldn't mind having a few more inheritances.

Instead of thinking Fang Ping was shameless, the novice warriors felt that he was very sincere and spoke his mind.

The Prison God said solemnly: "We are very satisfied to be able to pass on the way of the Chuwu. Even if it is only spread privately, it has preserved the fire for us.
From now on, we will be the most steadfast supporters in the world.

We can make some sacrifices when necessary."

A flash of pain flashed across the eyes of the Hell God, and then turned into determination. His voice was a little hoarse as he said: "As long as Chu Wu is not destroyed, we are willing to admit that we are part of the human race."

Several others also swore the same words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a big star appeared in the distance.

Zhang Tao, who was besieging the Human Emperor, inexplicably became much stronger, and many phantoms appeared in his Origin Dao.

Zhang Tao immediately stopped attacking and carefully investigated. He then discovered that the phantoms that appeared were all beginner warriors. He said in surprise, "Oh my god! What did that kid Fang Ping do again?
Aren’t they going to intercept the gate of qi and blood?
It's only been a short time, how could someone who has just started martial arts be fooled into this state? He actually admitted that he is a human! "

The Chuwu Continent still maintains a state of tribal settlement. The Prison God and others lead a lot of people. They represent their tribes and admit that they are human. As the Human Emperor, Zhang Tao can of course get corresponding feedback.

The key point is that the oath made by the Prison God and others in the Dao Universe received an immediate response.

This surprise came so suddenly that Zhang Tao was both happy and scared. He thought to himself, "Since the beginner warrior has admitted that he is a human, we can't let Tianbi and those Seven Heavenly Kings sacrifice themselves in vain!
No, I have to tell Xiao Zhang and ask him to find a way to help those who are at level seven recover their strength.

We also have to persuade Tianbi to give up the idea of self-destruction.

With the addition of this group of strong people, the human race will become even more powerful.

However, it's still important to keep a low profile and avoid becoming a target of public criticism. It's best to keep Chu Wu's joining the human race a secret for a while. Having made his decision, Zhang Tao immediately began making arrangements quietly.

Fang Ping was surprised by their choice, but also quite impressed. As expected! These people were willing to do anything in desperate situations. To ensure Chu Wu's survival, they'd even tied themselves to the human race's chariot.

This made Fang Ping both conflicted and excited. He had originally just wanted to take advantage of the situation, trick the Chuwu inheritance into giving him a chance to win over an invisible ally, but he hadn't expected the other party to choose to join him directly.

It's like a con man who wants to cheat some money from a beautiful female CEO, but the beautiful female CEO suddenly decides to marry him with all her wealth.

This surprise came so suddenly that Fang Ping was a little overwhelmed.

Since the beginner warrior admits that he is a human, these people cannot be ignored.

In fact, fundamentally speaking, all warriors who cultivate qi and blood are human beings, but those old antiques have been arrogant for too long and are unwilling to admit it. Race cannot be separated by the boundary between heaven and man.

When Fang Ping saw that the Prison God and the others were so straightforward and didn't put forward any conditions, he chose to surrender directly.

He also laughed heartily and said, "Hahaha! Since you admit that you are human, then we will be family from now on.

I've always been very generous to my own people, so if you need anything, just let me know."

Fang Ping changed the subject and said, "However, in order to avoid being targeted by those old-timers, we still have to keep a low profile.

We can transfer a group of people to Earth first. In this way, even if the Chuwu Continent is destroyed, your bloodline can continue.

This time I have conquered several outer heavens, and I can let the people transferred here to practice in them first."

They were very pleased to hear Fang Ping's arrangements. Now they were one of our own!
Sure enough, choosing to admit that he was a human was the right decision. It not only preserved the inheritance, but also found a safe haven for future generations.

"Then I'll have to ask the Human King to take good care of me from now on!"

Seeing that they had been in the Great Dao Universe for some time, and Fang Ping was not in a hurry to block the Qi and Blood Gate, the Prison God reminded them, "When are we going to merge?
Don't worry, we will fully cooperate!

If necessary, we can even burn our essence to help you improve your strength."

Only then did the others realize that Fang Ping had been chatting with them and didn't seem to be in a hurry to block the Qi and Blood Gate.

Fang Ping waved his hand and said, "No rush! I'm waiting for Senior Brother Zhang to deliver the stuff so we can have an extra layer of insurance."

Otherwise, if you rashly enter the Dao Universe, you will end up like the treacherous emperor."

After hearing this, several people nodded. They could all sense the mysterious power that was trying to decompose them and integrate them into the universe.

The feeling of being under the protection of the false path is not obvious now, but once you leave here you will definitely suffer considerable harm.

Several people were very curious about how Sword Master sent things over from the Great Dao Universe.

However, they did not ask any further questions. Since they had chosen to join the human race, and Fang Ping was the leader of the new generation, they just had to follow his orders.

At this time, Fang Ping was a little anxious. He transferred part of his consciousness to the original space, grabbed Zhang Haoran's shadow and shook it violently.

"Damn it! Why hasn't the insurance you mentioned arrived yet? Where's the second clone? Shouldn't he be possessing the body and delivering the stuff?"

The resources and Saint Orders were sent to Fang Ping in the past through this method, and he subconsciously thought that the same method would be used this time.

However, Fang Ping shook it for a long time, almost dispersing the shadow, but the other party did not react at all.

Fang Ping was a little panicked now, and cursed inwardly: "Damn it! Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang has forgotten about this?
He can be unreliable sometimes!"

He said to the phantom fiercely, "If you dare to let me down at this moment, don't blame me for eating all the blood. I will absorb all the blood myself and leave none for you."

In fact, even without Zhang Haoran's help, Fang Ping was confident that he could break through the True Gate.

However, once his physical body enters the Dao Universe, it will be constantly decomposed, which will definitely cause a lot of loss of strength. These are losses he is unwilling to bear.

Just when Fang Ping appeared calm but was actually extremely panicked, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end, as if danger was approaching. He immediately turned around and looked behind him.

A huge silver sword light flew over from afar. Even from such a long distance, one could feel the extremely sharp sword energy.

The sword light was 100,000 meters long and was surrounded by a layer of silver sharp energy. Just looking at it from a distance made him feel a tingling sensation.

"finally come!"

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief!

However, several novice warriors became nervous. The huge sword energy that was 100,000 meters long was shooting towards this place, and it looked very dangerous no matter how they looked at it.

"Human King! Is the thing sent by Sword Master reliable? Why do I feel like it's going to hit me directly?"

Fang Ping saw the sword light getting closer and closer, but there was no intention of slowing down. The sword light was heading straight towards him, and he was a little panicked.

Fang Ping had learned before that the sword energy fired by Zhang Haoran could only be released but not retracted. He would directly fire after locking onto the target and then leave it alone!

Even if Fang Ping could take the novice warrior away, Jia Dao was still here and wouldn't hide!

If the false road is chopped into pieces, how can they get out?

Those trapped in the Dao Universe will be decomposed sooner or later.

"Damn! This is too unreliable. Is this how you delivered the things?"

The beginners saw the huge sword light getting closer and closer, and said nervously: "How about we merge now!
Stop this sword light quickly, otherwise the false path will be broken and we won’t be able to get out.”

Fang Ping said gloomily, "Alright then, let's merge now, but we have to leave here first."

Fang Ping felt that Zhang Haoran was emitting sword energy with him as the coordinate.

As long as he takes his men away, the false path will be safe.

Fang Ping was about to use the system to change the auras of several other beginner warriors to merge with them.

The sword light suddenly began to change direction, and with a whoosh, it flew over the heads of several people.

After soaring for tens of thousands of miles, the sword energy turned around and flew back, but this time it did not get closer, but lingered not far away.

(End of this chapter)