Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 438 Divine Bones
"Old Patriarch, are there really gods in this world?"

Bai Yuan looked at the old patriarch.

"Have."

What Bai Yuan didn't expect was that the old patriarch actually gave him a clear and decisive answer. He originally thought that the old patriarch would also say something ambiguous.

In fact, he had also asked Pei Laodao this question.

If a saint does not appear, then being a god is the highest level in the world.

But even a great Taoist master like Pei Laodao, who has been pursuing ascension all his life, cannot be sure in his heart.

It is rare to find someone as determined as the old patriarch.

"Old Patriarch, why do you think so?"

The old patriarch's eyes became deep: "The big clans in Xuanyang often boast of being established for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but little do they know that my lineage of demon hunters has the longest heritage in the world."

"The tradition of demon hunters has never been cut off. From the records left by our ancestors, I can be sure that at least once upon a time, there really were gods in this world."

"Our ancestor Yi followed the inspiration of the gods."

Bai Yuan grasped the key words: "God's induction?"

"Yes," the old patriarch nodded, "Legend has it that when our ancestor Zhe Yi was about to die, he could see a piece of fairyland every time he dreamed. He was sure that it was the kingdom of God, so he abandoned his old land and went north to look for God."

Bai Yuan became even more interested.

Just as the old patriarch Zhou Bairen said, the origin of any major clan in this world cannot compare to that of the monster hunters, and maybe you can really get unexpected gains.

God hunter is a top-level profession. Once it is used correctly, it will definitely shock the world.

"Did the ancestors of Zheyi tell us where the gods are?"

The old patriarch shook his head and said, "He didn't say anything, but he took away the sacred bone that has been passed down from generation to generation among the demon hunters. He left according to the guidance of the sacred bone."

"Divine bones?!"

Bai Yuan was shocked, this was the closest thing to God that he knew.

"Where is the divine bone now?"

The old patriarch felt a little regretful: "Zheyi's ancestor disappeared, and the divine bones disappeared with him. The monster hunters have tried every possible way to find it, but after thousands of years, there is still no trace."

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Bai Yuan also felt regretful.

However, he already had a vague guess in his mind that if he could find the divine bones, perhaps he could unlock the secret of the god hunter.

As for whether there are gods in heaven and earth, one will be qualified to explore it only after becoming a Martial Saint.

According to legend, Emperor Xuanyang Taizu was not the only one who was obsessed with finding miracles in his later years. In addition, the founder of the Wusheng Demon Sect, Taizong, who was recorded in history, even became a demon god.

Maybe there really are gods.

The old patriarch walked into the ancestral temple and didn't come back until a full quarter of an hour later.

"Chief, this is the weapon left by Zheyi's ancestors. It was originally supposed to be kept by the chief of the Monster Hunting tribe, but his descendants were unfilial and split into eleven tribes. They kept arguing over it, and finally had to keep it in the ancestral temple. Now that the chief has unified the Monster Hunting tribe, he should be the master of this weapon."

Looking at the magic bow in the old patriarch's hand, Bai Yuan's eyes were shining with wonder.

Zheyi's weapon!
As a powerful man at the peak of the spiritual realm, his weapon would naturally not be bad. Even with Bai Yuan's current vision, he could see its extraordinaryness. The material used to cast the bow seemed to be some kind of divine iron from outer space. The key point was that there was no trace of forging at all.

The old clan leader spoke at the right time: "Clan leader, this bow is called Shooting the Sun. It was found by our ancestor Yi by chance in Tianqiong Mountain in southern Xinjiang. It was already like this when we found it. It was perfectly formed by nature and was used as a weapon by our ancestor."

Bai Yuan took the Sun-Shooting Bow from the old patriarch.

A quick look and I was even more surprised.

The bowstring of this bow and arrow is actually the tendon of a ninth-level monster!
Turtle.

He is indeed a ruthless man who has been worshipped by demon hunters for thousands of years.

At first, he had only a vague impression of the fighting power of this demon hunter ancestor, who was at the peak of spiritual power and just one step away from becoming a martial saint.

Now it seems that the value of this divine knowledge is probably unimaginably high.

It is difficult to kill a strong person at Mingxin Pass, and even more difficult to kill a great master at Tongshen Pass.

At least Xuanyang has been established for a thousand years, and no one has ever heard of any great master being killed.

Even for a pseudo-god like Li Chengyuan, it took four great masters to kill him. A real master would be even harder to kill.

And this ancestor of the monster hunter actually killed a ninth-level monster that was comparable to a great master, and skinned it and extracted its tendons to make a bowstring.

It’s too outrageous!

Bai Yuan didn't expect that he would get such an unexpected gain on this trip, it was a huge profit.

He weighed the divine bow in his hand and couldn't let it go.

This bow is very light, as if it has no weight at all. Bai Yuan was about to try to pull the bowstring, but the old clan leader reminded him: "Clan leader, no one can pull this bow. A demon hunter once had a divine ancestor who tried, but he couldn't pull it at all. In the past 8,000 years, no one has been able to pull this bow."

After hearing the old patriarch's words, Bai Yuan suddenly understood.

No wonder the eleven tribes of demon hunters are willing to place such a magical weapon in their ancestral temple. It turns out that one can only look at it but not use it.

In this case, no matter how precious the Sun-Shooting Bow is, it is useless.

Bai Yuan was originally wondering why the demon hunters, who had been weak for thousands of years, could still protect this magical weapon. Now it seems that, in addition to that divine ancestor, many divine masters in Xuanyang have also tried it.

Despite this, he decided to give it a try.

Hook the bowstring with two fingers of your right hand and hold the bow with your left hand.

His strong muscles suddenly bulged, and Bai Yuan, who originally looked strong, suddenly became twice as large as before, and a force that was enough to shake mountains surged into his hands.

He used the barbarian physical skills to the extreme.

"open!"

With a loud roar, terrible power extended from his feet to the ground.

The mountain where the ancestral temple was located actually began to tremble slightly.

Looking at this scene, the old patriarch, Zhou Siming and the demon hunters who stayed in the ancestral temple all showed an incredible look in their eyes.

What kind of terrifying power is this? !
One person shakes the mountain!
They had never seen a human being capable of exerting such terrifying power.

Under the old patriarch's extremely shocked eyes, the bowstring actually moved!
One inch, two inches. Finally, the bowstring was pulled most of the way.

boom!
A loud bang exploded in the mountains and forests.

Then he saw that all the trees within a few miles in front of Bai Yuan were knocked to the ground by an invisible force.

You know, there are no arrows on the Sun-Shooting Bow!
If an empty string can have such power, what will it be like when an arrow is used? !

Everyone in front of the ancestral temple gasped.

Soon, the old patriarch's eyes were filled with ecstasy: "The patriarch is indeed invincible!"

The divine bow that even the Great Master Tongshen could not pull was actually pulled by Bai Yuan. It is self-evident what this means.

The old patriarch suddenly felt extremely glad for the decision he had made.

If the demon hunter follows Bai Yuan, he may be able to achieve glory that has not been seen in thousands of years.

"Patriarch, invincible!"

"Patriarch, invincible!"

All the demon hunters knelt on the ground, shouting "invincible", their voices shaking the mountains and forests.

Perhaps from this moment on, these demon hunters recognized the new chief from the bottom of their hearts.

In the mountains of southern Xinjiang, a team stretching for two miles was traveling through the forests.

Zhao Bing, the chief of the Tiange tribe, glanced from afar at Bai Yuan who was walking at the front of the team.

"Did he really pull the Sun-Shooting Bow?"

He asked the former patriarch of the demon-hunting clan who was on good terms with him and was standing beside him.

He was not present that day.

"It's absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes. Not only me, but Mr. Zhou and several hundred other people saw it."

Tiange tribe leader Zhao Bing laughed at himself.

"There's really no comparison between people." Before, he was just intimidated by Bai Yuan's fighting power and had to bow his head, but when he heard that the other party could actually pull the Sun-Shooting Bow, the last bit of pride in his heart was shattered.

The Sun-Shooting Bow means a lot to the demon hunters.

That represented the last glory of the monster hunter clan. Since the ancestor Zhe Yi, the monster hunters had been on a downward spiral, and now, they were being hunted down by the witch clan like a stray dog.

But when Bai Yuan pulled the Sun-Shooting Bow, in the eyes of the monster hunters, it was almost equivalent to the return of the ancestor Zhe Yi.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for the entire tribe to leave southern Xinjiang.
Not to mention the long journey, just getting most people away from their homeland is an extremely difficult thing. But now most of the monster hunters are willing to go north because Bai Yuan pulled the Sun-Shooting Bow.

Of course, the road ahead will probably not be easy.

In front.

The old clan leader walked beside Bai Yuan and said, "Clan leader, if we walk another 900 miles, we should be able to leave Southern Xinjiang."

Bai Yuan nodded.

The journey was uneventful.

Of course it couldn't be just good luck. On the contrary, there were at least three waves of pursuers from the Witch Clan behind them, and each team was led by Grandmaster Mingxin.

How could the Witch Clan let the demon hunters leave so easily?

Although the demon hunters are no longer as powerful as they used to be, there are still many experts. If the demon hunters can be eaten, the combat power of the witch clan will increase significantly.

Bai Yuan relied on his perception, which far exceeded that of an ordinary Grandmaster Mingxin, to evade the pursuers.

"As long as we leave southern Xinjiang, we can sail north on the Cao Gang's merchant ships."

When the old patriarch heard that the Cao Gang would help, his eyes became even more joyful.

Although he has always lived in southern Xinjiang, it does not mean that he is completely ignorant of Xuanyang's power. As one of the top gangs in the world, the Cao Gang controls the Wanli Grand Canal. As long as he gets on their big ship, the journey will be much smoother.

All this is because of Bai Yuan.

If it were someone from the Demon Hunting Clan, there would be no way they could get the Cao Gang to help.

At this moment, a noise suddenly broke out at the end of the team.

Bai Yuan frowned slightly, his figure flashed, and in just a few breaths he crossed a thousand meters and arrived at the end of the team.

I saw some dry bones lying on the ground.

He looked at the old woman from the demon-controlling clan who was guarding the end of the team: "What happened?"

The old woman looked grim: "It was the witch clan's trick. Someone cast a curse on us."

"Spell?"

Bai Yuan's expression became solemn.

Incantation is a branch of witchcraft, and is the most proficient means of the witch tribe. It can often kill people invisibly from thousands of miles away.

The martial arts masters in the Central Plains were also terrified when they heard about the witch clan's witchcraft.

Because it is impossible to defend against, it is almost equivalent to a judgment skill.

As long as the person who casts the curse is stronger than the person being cursed, death is almost certain.

The old woman sighed softly: "Chief, we must have been discovered. I have heard of this spell. It is a spell used by the witch tribe to detect. It is not very powerful, but it can be used to determine the enemy's position."

The people who died were indeed ordinary people, just as the old woman said.

"It won't take long for the Wu people to catch up."

The old woman's eyes were full of worry.

At this time, the old patriarch and several others also followed. When they saw the dry bones on the ground, their faces became solemn.

They have been fighting the Witch Clan for so many years, so of course they are aware of their methods.

In the end, a war is inevitable.

The old patriarch said: "Patriarch, if that's the case, why don't we ambush them here and fight them to the death!"

The other people also showed determined expressions.

Monster hunters are born to fight monsters, so how could they not be brave?

Bai Yuan shook his head: "Now is not the time for you to risk your lives."

The old patriarch was a little stunned. Judging from Bai Yuan's expression, he didn't seem to have any intention of fighting to the death with the pursuers from the Witch Clan.

"You go first, I'll take the lead."

"!!!"

When the powerful monster hunters heard this, they were all stunned.

A person?

Cutting off the lives of tens of thousands of people?

I have never seen such a scene before.

Seeing that they were unwilling to leave, Bai Yuan's words became stern: "Just leave if I tell you to. I have my own way. You can just follow the previous route to Nanzhou Ferry and wait for me."

"Yes."

Seeing that Bai Yuan had made the decision, the old patriarch had no choice but to agree.

I was even more glad that I chose Bai Yuan.

If other forces encountered this situation, they would definitely prioritize sacrificing the monster hunters to delay time, and would not even be willing to use their own troops.

But Bai Yuan is different. He would rather take the risk himself than let the monster hunter get hurt.

This scene warmed the hearts of the demon hunters around.

If Bai Yuan had not given orders many times, there would probably be many people willing to sacrifice their lives to cover his retreat.

Soon, Bai Yuan was the only one left in the forest.

He stayed behind to cover the retreat, of course he had absolute confidence in his own strength. They were just some Mingxin martial artists and could not kill him.

As long as the great wizard from southern border does not take action, no one can stop him.

This brings us to another function of the second part of the Divine Palace Mysterious Soldiers after it is completed, which is to sense the presence of powerful spiritual beings.

Once he is locked onto by a powerful god, the Divine Palace's mysterious soldiers will issue a warning.

Ignore distance.

It is precisely because of this that Bai Yuan dared to act so unscrupulously in Southern Xinjiang. If he guessed correctly, the Great Wizard of Southern Xinjiang might not be in Southern Xinjiang at this time.

Then he has nothing to be afraid of.

If the monster hunters' masters stayed behind, they would be of no help and would die in vain. In this case, of course only he should be left behind.

Moreover, he also wanted to try out the power of the Sun-Shooting Bow.

A quarter of an hour later, the forest became extremely lively.

A witch army of thousands of people surrounded Bai Yuan.

Even though the number of people is not large, they are all elite soldiers and generals. Such an elite force should not be underestimated anywhere in the world, not to mention that there are three powerful men of Mingxin leading the team.

A middle-aged Wu clan strong man looked at Bai Yuan with a sneer on his face.

"Are you Bai Yuan?"

Since they appeared here, they must have obtained some intelligence about monster hunters and came here specifically to kill Bai Yuan.

Compared to those forces in the Central Plains that are wary of Xu Dingchun, the Witch Clan is much more casual.

Anyway, the Wu Clan is bound to be the mortal enemy of Xu Dingchun, so it doesn't matter even if Bai Yuan is killed.

Another old man with a hooked nose also looked at Bai Yuan with interest: "I heard that you can kill Ming Xin, I would like to see it."

Surrounded by three powerful men and thousands of others.

Bai Yuan was not panicked at all, and even felt like laughing.

The old man with the hooked nose: "What are you laughing at?"

(End of this chapter)