Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

This technique is no worse than the Dawei Tianlong Bodyguard Mantra obtained from the system, and it seems to be more powerful than the Dawei Tianlong Bodyguard Mantra by more than 01:30 points. Both seem to be on the same level.

If it is evaluated according to the level, the Dawei Tianlong Bodyguard Mantra is rated as a B-level, and then the Daheitian cultivation method can be rated as an S-level.

What is this concept.

Wu Chen froze in place, lost in thought.

And Hei Mu on the opposite side also woke up at this time, he was startled when he saw the changes around Wuchen and the damage on the prison door.

He frowned and said, "How did you learn the exercises so quickly, all of this was caused by you."

Wuchen came over in a daze, nodded and said: "I just wanted to test it, but the effect was beyond my expectation."

Seeing this, Heimu said proudly: "Of course, you don't know that the Daheitian skill is one of the best skills among many tribes. How can it not be powerful, so you are lucky."

"It's actually a fateful arrangement."

After several days of contact, Wu Chen found that Hei Mu's Da Hei Tian Kung Fu is far beyond his comprehension, so he lightly pointed him out, and he suddenly understood.

Immediately, Wu Chen nodded and said, "The teacher said so."

When Hei Mu heard the teacher's words, he immediately grinned and said with a smile: "Listen to what you said, you are not from here, but from 5000 years away. How did you get in?"

Wuchen thought for a while, and said without concealment: "When I went to the ghost market, I put a treasure box on the bronze palm that displayed the treasure box..."

Hearing this, Hei Mu's complexion changed, he interrupted Wu Chen's words, and quickly said: "What did you say, you just said ghost market?"

Hearing these words, Wu Chen immediately understood something. The other party might not know about the ghost market, so he acted so unfamiliar.

Wuchen nodded and said: "What the teacher said is that in our place, there is a place called a ghost market, where people from all over the world gather and trade there, but those who go there are all souls, and the method is quite special."

As he said that, Wu Chen glanced at Hei Mu and asked, "What's the matter, the teacher has heard of the black market?"

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Heimu's eyes flickered, he waved his hands, and said, "Go on."

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, but continued to say: "When I put the treasure box on the bronze palm of Guishi, something happened."

"At that time, the light was shining, my treasure box was grabbed by the bronze arm, and it was slowly retracted into the wall. At this time, phantoms appeared in midair."

Having said that, Wu Chen hesitated for a moment, but after seeing Hei Mu's thoughtful eyes, he continued:

"The phantom in midair at that time was some ancient tribal people. These people danced ancient dances around the bonfire, as if they were celebrating something, and they seemed to be worshiping something."

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"At that time, I was eager to find the treasure box. At this time, people from the tribe that was an illusion in midair all looked at me, and I was immediately attracted by their eyes."

"Then, it appeared in this place."

Hearing this, Hei Mu frowned as if he was thinking about something, he murmured: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't, just a look can make you appear here?"

As he said that, he glanced at Wu Chen suspiciously, but seeing Wu Chen's serious face, he didn't seem to be lying, so he muttered to himself again.

"Teacher, teacher..." Wuchen shouted.

Hei Mu didn't seem to hear it, and kept shaking his head, as if he was thinking about something.

Afterwards, he glanced at Wuchen and asked, "Are you also a tribal cultivator in your place? You also enshrine Dahetian?"

5000 years have passed, and all tribes and cultivation methods have disappeared.

I'm afraid that Hei Mu in front of him doesn't know yet.

When he was debating whether he should say it, Hei Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "Say it quickly."

Knowing that Kuroki has a weird temper, Wuchen curled his lips and said, "To tell you the truth, there will be no tribes after 5000 years, and the human world will be governed by the Heavenly Dao, and within the human world there will be a demon world."

Heimu was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe it, but he still asked, "How is it possible? Could it be that the tribe has fallen by that time?"

Wu Chen shook his head and said, "This junior doesn't know."

Chapter 174 The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?

"I don't know, why don't you know, what kind of method are you practicing? Where are you worshiping?" Hei Mu asked again.

Wuchen struggled for a while, and finally said: "I worship under the Buddhist gate, and what I practice is Buddhism."

Heimu looked at Wuchen in surprise, and said, "I didn't expect it to be Buddhism. I saw that your soul is so strong, and I thought you were practicing soul skills."

Wu Chen shook his head and said, "Teacher, that's not the case."

Hei Mu nodded, changed the subject, and said, "I don't know if you have felt that there is no obvious number of layers in the Hei Tian technique, but it is judged according to the clarity of the image of the Great Hei Tian on your back."

"If your Mahakala image shows two arms, then you are a two-armed messenger, if it has four arms, then you are a four-armed messenger, and so on, but the highest is still the six-armed "Nine Four Three". "

"What?" Wu Chen was obviously surprised when he heard this.

He thought of what the woman said to him before, the voodoo cultivated by Daheitian, called the messenger.

It's a pity that the woman seemed to have committed some taboo and was cursed by Daheitian to death.

But now, Heimu brought up the word "messenger" again, making Wuchen think of the woman's death, which made Wuchen feel scared for a while.

He was afraid that after practicing the Dahetian method, he would become Dahetian's Gu and also a messenger.

Anxiety slowly enveloped him.

And Heimu didn't know Wuchen's inner mood change at all, but seeing Wuchen's face turned pale, he couldn't help frowning and said: "What's wrong with you? Don't think too much, even if you It has a relationship with the statue of Dahetian, and the soul is so strong, but it is not easy to cultivate."

Wuchen nodded, and said: "I will keep the teacher's teachings in mind. Now that I'm just getting started, of course I didn't think so much."

"But teacher, why do you have to call the word "envoy" after this? Could it be that those who practice the Mahakala method are all the messengers of Mahakala."

Hearing this, Heimu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't continue on this topic, but talked about other things: "Wuchen, can you tell me about the shape of your box at that time?"

As he said that, he held onto the pillar above the cell tightly with his hand, and stared straight at Wuchen.

Wuchen thought that the box was not a mortal object, but seeing Heimu like this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The shape of the box is bronze, and there is an image of Daihetian with six arms engraved on it. It is like this, and there is a lock on it, which cannot be opened with brute force."

When Hei Mu heard this, he seemed to remember something, and he murmured, "Could it be that thing?"

Wuchen couldn't help asking: "Teacher, what is it?"

Heimu glanced at Wuchen, and said angrily: "Could it be some kind of luck for you boy, the inside of the box may be under the heart left by Daheitian. I heard that the heart has five parts. The possibility you get part of it."

Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and said: "How is it possible, is there a heart of Daheitian in the world? What is the function of such a heart?"

"What's the use? It's very useful." Hei Mu snorted.

After thinking for a while, Hei Mu said: "After swallowing that heart, you can really start to use the power of the Great Heitian, transform into a Great Heitian, and fight in all directions, just like a god of war."

Speaking of this, Hei Mu seemed to think of something, with a look of fascination, his memory came to the past.

A person whose body was stained with the blood of the enemy appeared in his mind. This person was a hero of the Daheitian tribe, and he saved the Daheitian organization in a critical moment.

Heimu thought of this, looked at Wuchen again, he stared at Wuchen for a long time, Wuchen saw that Heimu was looking at him all the time, coughed awkwardly, and said: "Teacher, am I so good-looking?"

Heimu snorted, curled his lips, and said, "You can practice with peace of mind. I'll see what you can become after you practice."

As he spoke, he leaned over to his grass-picking place again.

Hearing this, Wuchen shook his head helplessly, the other party's weird temper made him a little confused.

Perhaps, the other party may have stayed in the cell for a long time, and his personality became like this.

Wuchen sighed, and continued to stare at the statue of the God of Hell on the wall. What he didn't know was that the tattoo of the God of Helen on his back became more and more clear.

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Suddenly there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the main house of the Daheitian tribe, and two blood-stained middle-aged men walked over in a panic... 0

One of the men had a broken arm, and the Daheitian tattoo on his back was still emitting a faint glow.

The two men looked at each other, stood outside the main house, and shouted impatiently: "Mr. Hu, just now the Chiyou tribe and the Abyss tribe joined forces and killed all the people we deployed in Shishan. We escaped by luck. to report to you."

Hearing this, there was a sigh from inside the main house, and the sound seemed to be weak and exhausted.

The man with the broken arm felt anxious and couldn't help shouting again: "Old Hu, for the development of our Dahetian tribe, please communicate with the Dahetian God and give us instructions."

At this moment, Yoyo's voice came from inside, and the owner of the voice seemed to be extremely tired: "You all step back first, contact Amon, and send some people to take a look."

The man with the broken arm and the other person looked at each other with grief hidden in their eyes.

The man with the broken arm said unwillingly: "Old Hu, Daheitian has been protecting us since the establishment of the tribe. Has it forgotten us now?"

When Mr. Hu heard this, he became angry, and he shouted: "Nonsense, Daheitian is always there, but you don't feel it. If you don't even believe in Daheitian, this tribe is really going to perish. Everyone dies."

"Faith is power. As long as faith is strong enough, our tribe will always be stable. 1.4"

Hearing this, the man with the broken arm felt a burst of self-blame for his slip of the tongue just now, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will follow what Mr. Hu said."

After finishing speaking, the man with the broken arm left with the people beside him.

Mr. Hu sat in the main house, sighed, and murmured: "The way of heaven is reincarnation, who is spared by heaven, I wonder if he is a variable in our tribe."

As he said that, Mr. Hu seemed to be much older, and a tired breath enveloped him. With his back hunched over and trembling, with the support of several servants, he walked towards the room inside the place where he worshiped the Great Heitian. .

When going up the steps, Mr. Hu lost his footing and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the servant next to him was anxious, and quickly supported him: "Mr. Hu, what's wrong with you, you've been restless recently.".

Chapter 175 A dead end appears, no one can break it

Mr. Hu shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about me."

Seeing this, the servant beside him said with red eyes, "Mr. Hu, if something happens to you, it will cause chaos in our tribe. Everyone knows that you are the pillar of our tribe."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu said with a cold face, "Nonsense, things in the world turn and turn, I will die one day, it's just time, even if I leave, someone will take my place."

As he said that, Mr. Hu didn't care about the emotions of the servants next to him, and said to himself: "Help me to the Daheitian altar, I want to pray for the tribe, and let Daheitian give protection."

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Hu is trembling when he walks, and he has no energy at all, and praying and communicating with the black sky is a waste of energy and energy.

The servants wanted to say something, but when they saw Mr. Hu's resolute expression, they were stunned, as if they were in a lot of pain, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

They have followed Mr. Hu since they were very young, and saw that Mr. Hu has gone from a young and middle-aged man with high ambitions all the way to the present, and his final destination is also for the tribe.

They all sighed inwardly.

Why aren't they like this, the tribes in the world don't have a reason to flourish, and the flowers will always wither.

These have a great relationship with the long-term comfort and corruption in the tribe.

Because in the tribe, the statue of Dahetian is only remembered when it is dangerous, and the rest of the time is in the struggle of their respective factions, it seems that such a result is reasonable.

However, they still hope that there is one person who can turn the tide and save the Daheitian tribe.

Let those who are deeply trapped in the mud pit come out.

However, this person only appears in dreams.

The servant shook his head, shook off these thoughts, and helped Mr. Hu to the altar, as if he was walking to the execution ground.

The Dahetian statue on the altar is the same as before. It has been here for a long, long time, as if waiting for someone.

On the Dahetian statue, there were several tiny gaps, and there were spider webs on it.

It seems that it has not been taken care of for a long time, as if it has been forgotten.

When Mr. Hu saw this, he felt annoyed for a while. He ignored the task he assigned to his subordinates like this, and let such a statue here.

"It's unreasonable. No wonder the Dahetian statue didn't protect us. There is a reason." Mr. Hu gritted his teeth and said, panting heavily, as if it took all his strength to say one more word.

Seeing this, the servant quickly comforted Mr. Hu's back and said, "Mr. Hu, are you okay?"

Mr. Hu didn't speak, but sighed, and said, "Bring three sticks of incense."

Hearing this, the servant next to him responded and brought three sticks of incense.

Seeing that the incense offerings were still protected as before and not buried, Mr. Hu felt a little more comfortable seeing this, and he inserted the three incense sticks on the altar.

Kneeling under the altar, he bowed towards the Daheitian statue. The servants beside him were also shocked when they saw this, and quickly followed Mr. Hu to bow down.

I saw Mr. Hu bowed three times towards the statue of Daheitian, and glanced at the servants behind him.

Seeing this, the servant naturally knew what it meant.

They glanced worriedly, left here one after another, and took the door up.

After these servants went out, Mr. Hu sighed.

He exposed his upper body, and there was a tattoo of the God of Mahakala with clear lines on his back. The lines were clear and lifelike. If Wu Chen was here, he might be shocked.