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Chapter 179 178. Building momentum to rise to power, Ancient God Tianzun (8.0K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
The ancestral line of the ancient clan.

Song Yan thought of it, and the immortal in the painting disappeared into the clouds. The fourth hand held up the Life and Death Pillar, and then drilled into the pillar, reaching the sky, stirring up clouds and mist.

The glow of the sunset faded, and the lightning gathered.

But it just gathers and hoards, but does not fall down.

It was only dusk, but it was already pitch black.

However, as the time of accumulation of the thunder lava got longer, the surprise of Ancestor Ning Xin began to fade gradually, and was replaced by shock.

During these thousands of years, she had witnessed many "small heavenly tribulations" and had also seen situations where lightning magma accumulated but did not fall immediately.

Generally speaking, cultivators who encounter this kind of "minor heavenly tribulation" are those with strong cultivation bases, and it is later proved that those cultivators have good futures.

Although not all cultivators who encounter accumulated thunder plasma can achieve the state of Divine Infant, all cultivators who have achieved the state of Divine Infant have encountered this situation when they were undergoing the "minor heavenly tribulation".

There are many people in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who have transcended the tribulation. After discussion, they came to the conclusion that the enhancement of the "minor heavenly tribulation" is, to some extent, an affirmation of the cultivators by heaven and earth, and that after being forged through the minor heavenly tribulation, the innate secret technique will be more stable when entering the next realm.

Therefore, the "minor heavenly calamity" is not actually a fatal calamity. As long as you are diligent enough and spend enough time and effort to practice your innate secret technique to perfection, you can usually survive it and benefit from it.

It is also because of this that Ancestor Ning Xin was surprised when he first saw the accumulation of thunder magma, and Yin Yang Xuanlong was also satisfied.

But at this moment, the lightning magma has been accumulating for too long.

The color of the sky and the earth has changed from black to purple, and there is even a hint of red in the purple.

Ancestor Ning Xin stared at the red light and said in disbelief: "Red lightning."

簌.
Susu
The water surface of Tianchi Lake was rippling, and the Yin-Yang Black Dragon, which had originally dived, actually poked its head out again, with its huge dragon head gazing at the streak of red between the vast expanses of purple thunder.

Unlike purple lightning, red lightning is lightning of destruction, lightning that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth.

Whatever the heaven and earth cannot contain, red lightning will descend and destroy it.

Ancestor Ning Xin had never heard of anyone being rejected by heaven and earth when going through a "minor heavenly tribulation".

According to the theory of cultivation, every cultivator is actually a child of heaven and earth.

Who would deliberately kill their own child?
Suddenly, the wind started to blow.

Strong wind!

The strong wind was like the anger of a god, waving a huge fan and causing a whistling sound in the wind.

The green-robed goddess suddenly came to her senses, and with a light movement she flew away from the shore of the Tianchi Lake.

As the people left, the sound had already quickly reached Song Yan's ears from afar.

"Quickly leave the Ancestral Secret Realm! Let's go outside to survive the tribulation! The red lightning will destroy the secret realm!"

Song Yan's heart trembled, but he didn't waste any words. He moved and went straight out of the ancestral vein and came to a vast open land outside.

Almost at the moment he left the secret realm of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's ancestral bloodline, he felt a streak of purple lightning as thick as a bucket falling from the sky.

There was a bright light behind him!
Song Yan gritted his teeth and strength surged throughout his body.

The hundred-phase birth and death pile composed of numerous thoughts protected him inside.

boom! ! !
With just this one blow, the Hundred Life and Death Pillar was torn to pieces. He continued to bear the terrible impact and fell into the mud, biting a mouthful of mud in a mess.

Elder Ning Xin, who was rushing out, was almost stunned when he saw this scene.

For a moment, she was a little unsure: the heavenly tribulation had been accumulating for so long but had not fallen, but this child fell as soon as he left the secret realm. It was obvious that the heavenly tribulation did not want to destroy the ancestral secret realm of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. And looking at the intensity of this heavenly tribulation, could it be that this child was really intolerable to heaven and earth? But why would heaven and earth not tolerate this child?

Not to mention Ancestor Ning Xin, even Song Yan was stunned.

No one knew better than him that Xiao Tianjie had really used all his strength to attack him just now, and he really wanted to kill him with one blow.

What did he do to deserve such hatred from the gods?
Song Yan's brain raced, and he thought of something almost instantly: "The Picture of the Free Heavenly Demon"!
The devil is an extraterritorial being and was not born from heaven and earth.

Without talking about the distant past, just look at what the Demon Monk and the Nine Demon Mother did and what they are good at, and you can know what kind of people these demons are.

It deceives people, stirs up wars, devours lives, and requires sacrifices from all directions. If the world is a body, then this demon is simply a virus that invades from outside.

And he, who combined the characteristics of the demon monk, the nine demon mothers, and perhaps his own soul, formed this "Free Demon Picture", and was thus locked by heaven and earth. Heaven and earth might want to take advantage of this minor heavenly tribulation to send down a heavenly tribulation far more powerful than the minor heavenly tribulation, to directly injure him or even kill him.

After figuring this out, Song Yan turned over, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started practicing the Hundred Phases of Life and Death again, while saying, "Comfortable!! Very comfortable!"

Ancestor Ning Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the strange feeling in his heart did not disappear.

She raised her pretty face slightly and looked up solemnly at the streak of red in the majestic vortex of purple thunder.

The words "Don't mess with red lightning, heaven and earth will not tolerate it" are almost basic common sense to her.

So, she looked at the man who was going through the tribulation with doubt and wondered, "Could it be that he is hiding some secret?"

Song Yan laughed and said, "When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first let him go through various tests. Ancestor, why don't you help me?!"

As soon as the last word "I" came out, the sky seemed to be driven by a god, and pillars of purple thunder smashed down violently one after another.

The red lightning was still hidden in the clouds, like a slowly swimming poisonous snake or a bird of prey about to strike. The assassin was watching closely, waiting for his flaw and then killing him with one strike.

Song Yan laughed loudly and shouted, "Ancestor! This is a test from heaven and earth to our Wuxiang Ancient Clan!"

boom! !

He was submerged by a bolt of lightning.

The Hundred Phases of Birth and Death Pillar is shattered again!
He gritted his teeth and concentrated, his eyes flashed with a charming light, and his lips slightly opened with temptation, and he quickly said, "Tang Ningxin, the ancient clan will change 700 years later, are you not going to care?"

"If you don't help me, who else are you going to help?! Who are you going to wait for?!!"

boom!
The lightning fell like a series of arrows.

The grass and trees around Song Yan burned instantly, the rocks were all shattered, and rolling thunder and fire instantly burned up and climbed up to Song Yan's body surface, as if to burn this evil body to ashes.

The red lightning in the sky finally found an opportunity, and descended in an instant in the heavy and sticky vortex of thunder and lightning. It flashed from the clouds to the dust and went straight towards the man.

Song Yan's skin had been burned red and purple, his clothes had been completely burned, and his hair was disheveled.

He never expected that after hiding in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan for a hundred years, until he even thought that the crisis was far away, he would encounter such a life-and-death danger before he even left the secret realm!

He no longer hid anything and directly took out the furnace of the king of thieves and the rosary from his soul and pushed them towards the red lightning.

And at this moment, a green shadow rushed over.

The tender white fingers pulled out the remaining light and went towards the red electric spot.

Tsk. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
click!
Click, click, click!
boom! !

Red lightning exploded, shining brightly, and the arc leaped, following the light far away!

Such light can blind an ordinary person in an instant, and can also make a monk blind for days or even months. The dark arcs of electricity can turn an area of ​​several miles into a dead zone, where all living things die.

After this attack, the thunder and lava in the sky disappeared, which meant that the minor heavenly calamity had passed.

Song Yan then put away the King of Hell's Furnace beads, took a deep breath, and then looked at the Ning Xin Ancestor who was protecting him, and said, "Thank you for your help, Ancestor."

Ancestor Ning Xin looked at the man with a complicated expression. She had had physical contact with the man in front of her, and it was a way that ordinary people could hardly accept. She thought she knew enough about this man, but that ray of red lightning made her realize that the man in front of her might have other secrets.

Her eyes moved, sweeping over the man's body.

His clothes were all torn, his skin was red and purple, and the burn marks were extremely severe. Between the flesh and blood, one could vaguely see the residual arcs of purple lightning extending and leaping.

This showed that the heavenly tribulation just now really wanted to kill him, and it was definitely not a test.

brush!
A brocade robe suddenly fell from the void and slowly landed on Song Yan.

"Why?" asked Patriarch Ning Xin.

Song Yan moved his fingers slightly, trying to put on the brocade robe, but he just felt his fingers numb.

Other people’s natural tribulations could benefit from it, strengthening their innate secret skills and their bodies, but his natural tribulation was meant to kill him.

He didn't gain anything and also hurt his body. His whole body was sore and numb, just like an ordinary person with cramps. It was extremely difficult to move.

Ancestor Ning Xin squatted down slightly, draped the brocade robe over his shoulders, wrapped it around his body, and then asked softly, "Why?"

She totally didn't believe what Song Yan said at first: "Heaven and Earth are testing the Wuxiang Ancient Clan."

Her attitude towards this existence, which was intolerable to heaven and earth, naturally changed accordingly.

This is just like a wanted criminal falling into the hands of the common people, and the emperor offers a reward for his life. If the common people take in the wanted criminal and then learn of his identity, how can they tolerate him anymore?
But Song Yan's last words touched the weakest link in her heart, causing her to act in a flash and use the means of the late Divine Infant to eliminate the trace of red lightning.

The great changes that will happen to the ancient clan seven hundred years later is what worries her most.

She even had a vague feeling that it would be difficult for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan to get through this hurdle.

If they can't survive, their clan will be exterminated, just like the Lingbo ancient clan and the Longxiang ancient clan!

It was precisely because of this that she was desperate and wanted to try every possible means to have sex with this little guy with her noble status as a late-stage Divine Infant, simply because this little guy revealed unlimited potential and also had great opportunities.

She even used her noble body to help the little guy vent his desires once.

Everything is for the family to get through this difficult time.

It has nothing to do with emotions.

Not to mention living together for a hundred years, even if they lived together for a thousand or ten thousand years, if this little guy threatened the family, she would take ruthless action to get rid of him.

"It may be related to the evil treasure of the king."

Song Yan responded, and then added, "The King of Demons' Treasure is a demon treasure made by the King of Demons Tiger clan, and the King of Demons Tiger clan was once one of the four top demon clans in the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan."

"Will heaven and earth not tolerate the evil king?" Ancestor Ning Xin looked thoughtful, as if he was considering the correctness of what he said.

However, she had no experience with special evil treasures like the "King's Evil Treasure", so she could only nod slightly, then look at Song Yan seriously and said lightly: "Congratulations, you have successfully passed the tribulation."

Song Yan immediately smiled happily.

Ancestor Ning Xin frowned and asked, "So happy?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "I am happy that I am one step closer to marrying you."

Ancestor Ning Xin said calmly: "The five hundred years of agreement remain unchanged. If you can do it, I will do it too."

Song Yan nodded slightly, restrained his smile, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Ancestor Ning Xin asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Song Yan said: "I was wondering if our Wuxiang Ancient Clan has produced any other talented geniuses in the past hundred years. We must protect these geniuses and give them a better environment for growth."

Ancestor Ning Xin looked at him in astonishment.

Song Yan said: "Ning Xin, you are not the only one who is worried about the great changes in the ancient clan seven hundred years later. I am worried too."

After saying that, he added: "More worried than you."

The eyes of the old ancestor Ning Xin were full of brilliance, and he said, "With such a big commotion, someone will be here soon. Let's go back."

Song Yan smiled bitterly.

Ancestor Ning Xin understood, moved his fingers, put the brocade robe on him, then bent down, supported him, and turned into a rainbow light to fly towards the secret realm of the ancestral vein.

Song Yan tilted his head and looked at the sky solemnly.

This time it was because he lacked experience. Next time he encounters something involving heaven and earth, he will not behave the same way as today.

Being struck by lightning made him feel quite complicated.

He suddenly remembered the words that the Demon Mother Su Yao had scolded him, "You beast who deserves to be struck by lightning," and found it funny for a moment.

But should I hate the world because of this?

He hasn't yet.

Song had never wanted to go against the heaven and earth, and he didn't even understand why he should go against the heaven and earth.

But at this moment, he understood
The demons from other realms must be punished by heaven and earth!
He was hit by the blow of heaven and earth.

After returning to his ancestral home, Song Yan did not go back to his house, but recuperated by the Tianchi Lake.

Ancestor Ning Xin took some mysterious herbs and spiritual flowers and carefully treated his wounds.

A few days later, Song Yan discovered that being struck by lightning was not completely without benefits. A trace of strange "purple lightning power" appeared in his body.

This force is like an elite force trapped deep in the enemy country and captured, and can then be at Song Yan's disposal.

From then on, no matter whether Song Yan used magic or simply punched, he could attach this ray of purple lightning to it, thereby exerting a trace of the power of "small heavenly calamity".

Because he was being taken care of by Ancestor Ning Xin by the Tianchi Lake, Song Yan's physical condition was fully known to him.

The green-robed goddess looked at the purple lightning flowing through his body and said with a smile, "A blessing in disguise. There is an opportunity again."

Song Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Whoever wants to enjoy this kind of opportunity can enjoy it."

The green-clothed goddess said, "Others will not encounter a heavenly tribulation of such magnitude that the heaven and earth cannot tolerate it. Even if they do, they may not have a late-stage Divine Infant expert by their side. Even if they have such an expert, they may not be able to withstand the initial burst of purple lightning. I have never seen or heard of the purple lightning power that you have."

Song Yan clenched his fists, overlooking the garden of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and said in a deep voice: "I hope that this kind of power can carve out a new world for our Wuxiang Ancient Clan and carve out a bloody path." The Green-clothed Goddess said: "Do you really think so?"

Song Yan said in a loud voice: "When alive, I am a faceless human being. When dead, I am a faceless ghost!"

The green-clothed goddess's expression suddenly became gentle, and she whispered: "The edge of the void ruins opens every three hundred years, and there are still 80 years before the next time.

You have just entered the late stage of Purple Mansion, and you need to quickly consolidate your realm through training. After 80 years, go with the clan leader and others.

The clan leader can protect you and other late Purple Mansion people at the edge, while he needs to go deeper to look for Xuanhuang matter."

Song Yan said calmly: "Why do I need the clan leader's protection?"

The green-robed goddess was stunned for a moment, then she recalled the battle record of the man in front of her.

This is an existence who killed an early Divine Infant in the middle stage of Purple Mansion. Even though Ye Suiyun was not very powerful in the early stage, this record was enough to prove that Song Yan's true strength could not be measured by realm.

Coupled with the "King of Demons' Treasure" on this man, his true strength will be further increased.

She nodded slightly and said, "I have discussed with the clan leader that in the past eighty years, in addition to training, you must also try to master some family affairs. I am not talking about family affairs that require you to show up in a small sect, but rather the transfer of core personnel within the family, as well as major matters such as external affairs."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment and continued, "The departure of Patriarch Yan Zhang has caused the strength of our Wuxiang Ancient Clan to decline. If I had not always been in charge of the Ancestral Secret Realm, letting outsiders know that there are always late-stage Divine Infants in our Wuxiang Ancient Clan, I'm afraid someone would have already begun to covet us. You can't even think about settling down for the next hundred years!

People outside boasted about me a lot, saying that I was the only one who could communicate with the mysterious guardian beasts, and that I was unfathomable.
In fact, these were all done intentionally by our people.

They don’t know that I’m not actually good at fighting. I’m considered one of the weaker ones in the late Divine Infant stage, and even the strong ones in the middle Divine Infant stage can defeat me.

Crossing the sea of ​​suffering? I have no hope.

So I volunteered to stay here alone. Whenever I have to fight in front of outsiders, I must kill them with one strike and never drag my feet. Only in this way can I maintain the prestige of my Wuxiang ancient clan.

The divine infant lives for seven thousand years, and I will also sit here for seven thousand years.
I can die, but I cannot lose.

Keep this in mind when you are out and about.

Don't be defeated, don't be cowardly, if you can kill with one strike, never use a second strike, never let others know your strength. Even if you really lose, really die, you must never let outsiders see your weak side.

It may appear magnificent and high on the outside, but only we know that even a behemoth like the Ancient Clan is walking on a tightrope with every step. "

Song Yan didn't say anything. He nodded lightly, his expression showing seriousness. Then he suddenly looked at Ancestor Ning Xin and said, "I won't let you sit here for seven thousand years. I will take you away."

He used the most sincere words, trying to relax the old ancestor's defense.

But Ancestor Ning Xin shook his head and said, "I will never leave in this lifetime."

Song Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and then he said affectionately: "I'll accompany you!"

Elder Ning Xin smiled and said, "You can deceive little An Li with such sweet words."

Song Yan said, "You smiled. I like to see you smile."

As the two were talking, the morning glow appeared in the distance. The dawn light fell into Song Yan's pupils and was reflected in the green mountains, green waters and quiet gardens in the distance.

Ripples began to appear at the exit of the secret realm. A tribesman came in from outside, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one there. He then looked at the top of the ancestral sacred mountain in the distance and bowed from afar.

Song Yan glanced at Ancestor Ning Xin and said, "I'm going."

Ancestor Ning Xin nodded.

Immediately, Song Yan dropped from the sky and saluted from afar.

The tribe members who entered naturally recognized this genius of their own tribe, and hurriedly returned the greetings, then gathered together and started chatting and laughing.

Not long after, some elders from the tribe arrived and everyone started chatting.

Song Yan spotted Tang Xiaokong in the crowd, stepped forward quickly, and shouted, "Godfather!"

Tang Xiaokong looked at him and laughed, "My Qilin clan has made great progress in the past hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man next to him said, "Xiao Kong, you didn't see the heavenly calamity a few days ago."

Tang Xiaokong said proudly: "Xiao Han's heavenly tribulation is certainly extraordinary!"

The old man said: "It's not just extraordinary, it's unprecedented in the history!"

After he finished talking, he immediately pulled everyone aside to talk about something like purple lightning pillars. The sky suddenly darkened within a thousand miles. Then, they saw pillars of lightning falling from the sky. Each one was equivalent to a terrible small heavenly calamity. Other mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivators would not be able to stop it.

Tang Xiaokong looked at Song Yan in shock and said, "So, Xiaohan, you have endured dozens of minor heavenly tribulations, right?"

Before Song Yan could reply, another clan member said, "Ninety-nine, a full ninety-nine. I counted them one by one. Each one was enough to kill a late Purple Mansion cultivator. Tang Han endured ninety-nine of them, and thus a ray of purple lightning power was forged in his body! This is truly unprecedented! I have never seen this before!"

Song Yan was originally planning to say a few words, but when he saw the exaggerated behavior of this tribe member, he suddenly understood.

This was a joint arrangement made by Ancestor Ning Xin, the clan leader, and some elders in the clan.

Just as the ancestor Ning Xin is "a mysterious existence that can communicate with the sacred beasts of his own clan", his background also needs to be deified, and this deification can be transformed into the power of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan to suppress the surrounding areas, protect the clan members, and compete for interests.

Suddenly, he remembered some stories he had read before traveling through time.

In those stories, any powerful villain is praised to the sky before he or she appears, but when the protagonist really fights him or her, he or she finds that it is not the case at all. But what is puzzling is that even if the protagonist defeats the villain, others still think that the villain is awesome. As for why the villain is defeated by the protagonist, it is because the villain is not in good condition during the battle and is seriously injured. Anyway, there are various reasons.

Now, he understood it completely.

People without background cannot have reputation, but people like him who are about to take over some family affairs and are even vaguely being trained as the future patriarch must have a reputation.

In other words, he will become the kind of person who brags to the sky when he is outside.

Sure enough, as soon as one member of the tribe finished speaking, another member of the tribe would add to the bragging.

But no matter how these tribesmen boasted, no one mentioned that hint of red lightning.

Song Yan could imagine that even if there were rumors of red lightning outside, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan would collectively deny it. If someone continued to spread the rumor without knowing what was good for them, they would soon disappear.

At this moment, an old man suddenly asked, "Have you ever read "Ancient Nerve"?"

"Ancient Nerve"?
Many people looked confused. Logically speaking, such a high-sounding name should be very powerful, and there is no way they didn't know it.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman stepped forward and said with a smile: "I don't know what the Ancient Nerve you are talking about is, but I know the Ancient Nerve in many temples in Fan Country."

Tang Xiaokong looked at his Taoist partner and said, "Sister Fen, are you talking about the 'Ancient God' that the folk temple made up based on some legends and some mysterious scammers to fool the mortals in order to add some background to the ancient god statues they worship?"

Tang Yanfen smiled and said, "Yes! I also like the atmosphere of temples, so I go there occasionally, so I know about it.

The supreme god in "Ancient God" is called Tianzun, and Tianzun was once favored by heaven and could use thunder for his own benefit. If he encountered a big demon, he could suppress it with the power of thunder and lightning by just raising his hands or feet.

In the past, I simply scoffed at such rumors, thinking how could anyone in the world be able to use the power of thunder and lightning? This mortal temple went too far in boasting about the existence of this Heavenly Lord, and was a joke in the eyes of those who truly practiced Taoism.

But now it seems to be true. Xiaohan, you are really amazing. "

Song Yan was speechless.

Afterwards, a group of old people started to talk around him.

A few days later, some younger generations also began to arrive.

Just as the party was about to officially begin, a slight discord suddenly came from not far away.

When everyone looked over, they saw two younger members of the Crimson Palace clan confronting each other coldly, their eyes full of hatred.

Song Yan cast his gaze and an elder beside him said, "Xiao Han, the one on the left is Tang Jin, and the one on the right is Tang Cheng. They are the two most outstanding young people in our clan. In just over sixty years, they have already entered the late stage of the Crimson Palace. It is really rare."

Song Yan nodded, then waved, "Two little guys, come here."

The two members of the Crimson Palace clan were startled, and then stood up. When they saw Song Yan, one of them suddenly asked, "Are you the Tang Han who trampled the great elder of the Night King Ancient Clan to death a hundred years ago?"

As soon as these words came out, someone nearby immediately scolded him, "How dare you! You should call me Uncle Han!"

The two geniuses immediately showed respect in their eyes, and then said excitedly: "Hello, Uncle Han!!"

An elder laughed and asked, "Why is that so?"

Tang Jin responded: "Everyone knows that Uncle Han is the pride of our clan, he is the most proud in the world and has never appeared in ten thousand years!"

Tang Cheng followed up, "We may not respect others, but we respect Uncle Han a lot. We, the younger generation, have always been working hard to be like Uncle Han!"

Song Yan:.
It seems that the Wuxiang Ancient Clan has been building up momentum for him.

He interrupted the conversation and asked, "What are you quarreling about?"

Tang Jin hesitated and said, "I teamed up with him to explore opportunities, and then found a treasure. I got the treasure by killing the enemy, but he insisted on splitting it equally."

Tang Cheng angrily said, "We explored together, so naturally I have a share."

An old man asked curiously, "What treasure is it that caused you to fight so hard? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others? Take it out and let everyone see it."

Tang Jin looked hesitant.

But his father immediately scolded him: "Rebellious son! These are your elders, how could they covet your treasures?"

Tang Jin then touched the storage bag and took out a small bead that looked like a night pearl.

The beads are only the size of soybeans and emit a soft luster.

Tang Jin said: "It has been widely rumored in the clan that the kick that Old Ancestor Han used to kill Ye Suiyun was inspired by the ancient method of "Three Steps to Knocking at the Sky".

However, that kind of ancient practice has long been proven to be impossible.

But I don’t accept it!
I think if Uncle Han can do it, I can do it too, because I have always taken Uncle Han as my role model!
However, while I was practicing and trying to comprehend this method, I really couldn't get the hang of it. But after I wore this bead, I comprehended the "Xuanshan Sandie" in just one year, and now I am comprehending the "Chen Gen Lianshan Method."

As soon as these words were spoken, many tribesmen stood up suddenly, with looks of shock on their faces.

"What? He comprehended the Xuanshan Triple Formation in just one year? How is this possible?"

Another person said, "Try to use it first."

Tang Jin nodded, then jumped onto an open space. He gathered left and right, and the mysterious energy accumulated and gradually formed a mountain. After three folds, the mysterious energy around his body had become extremely huge.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, a faint voice came from above.

"show me."

The green-robed goddess stood in the air, blending into the wind, looking indescribably noble and cool.

Song Yan took the lead and stood up, bowing respectfully and saying, "Ancestor Ning Xin!"

Everyone followed suit and saluted.

Tang Jin hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Old Ancestor, please take it yourself."

A gentle breeze blew and lifted the bead up, where it fell onto the slender hand and rolled around in the snow-white palm.

Ancestor Ning Xin looked at the bead carefully, feeling the aura emanating from it, and returned it, asking, "Where did you get it?"

Tang Jin respectfully said: "Lu State, Ziwu Village, an ancient tomb."

Ancestor Ning Xin suddenly turned his eyes to the side, his gaze dropped, and stopped in the direction of Song Yan in the garden, and said in his mind: "This bead has extraordinary effects. Holding it can greatly improve your understanding.

Even a genius would need sixty or seventy years to successfully practice "Xuanshan Sandie", but Tang Jin succeeded in just one year. The root of all this was the luster in this pearl.

At the same time, I suspect that this bead is related to the power of the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan, or at least has a lot to do with it."

Song Yanchuan thought: "If everyone in my Wuxiang Ancient Clan can obtain this pearl, why should we worry about not being able to become powerful?"

Ancestor Ning Xin sent a message: "Is it okay for you to preside over this matter?"

Song Yan nodded.

Ancestor Ning Xin raised his voice and said, "Tang Jin, Tang Cheng, after the gathering, you stay and explain everything to Tang Han. Tang Han will be in charge of this matter, and everyone in the clan needs to cooperate."

After saying that, she raised her hand and threw the bead back to Tang Jin.

temple.

The incense smoke is curling and the sky is filled with mist.

The face of the ancient god is hazy and blurry.

A beautiful female cultivator in a silver-white sword robe and a white gauze hat came to the ancient statue, took the incense, and worshiped earnestly.

An Li always felt that Song Yan's safe return must have something to do with her blessing, so she kept thinking about fulfilling her wish.

Over the years, she has come to fulfill her vow several times.

Today, she has stabilized her initial stage of Purple Mansion, so she came here specially to pay homage to the ancient god named "Tianzun" again.

The fragrance of three incense sticks continued, and the gods beside praised "definitely blessed". In the distance, the endless stream of people were still bustling, and everyone moved their lips and expressed their own blessings.

The shrine is so majestic that even dozens of people cannot hug it together.

The statue of the almighty Tianzun is plated with gold. He stands majestically, with electric light wrapped around his body. He lowers his eyes with compassion, shining his light on all living things. He holds a sword in one hand and a banner in the other. The sword is covered with obscure patterns, the banner is shining with purple light, and under his feet are wisps of pitch-black hurricanes.

The hurricane is carved with extreme fineness, but its meaning is unclear. Some say it is the shape of wind, while others say it is a mysterious pattern on the wind that belongs exclusively to the power of Heaven.

After An Li finished worshipping the Heavenly Lord and inserted the incense into the furnace, she took a look. For some reason, from her angle, she felt that the textures on the hurricanes looked like small black bugs.

(End of this chapter)