At this moment, the altar explodes, and Ba Feng and others are in chaos. It is a good time to escape. If you don't leave now, how long will it take?
"Brother Yuan, what happened just now?"
Ba Shan asked while running.
"It's just a small matter. Generally speaking, it's just a joke between Pangu and Nuwa, the two great ancestral gods."
Zhuo Yifan's answer surprised Bashan: "Brother Yuan, you... you said that the ancestor god made a joke to you? This... is so amazing! This altar has been around for who knows how many years, and it has never been there.
If there is any change, they will explode as soon as you come, what’s going on?”
"Haha, the laws of nature are constant and cannot be violated. What's so strange about this?"
Zhuo Yifan chuckled, but he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.
What he never expected was that there was actually a trace of ancestor god consciousness left in this statue, but this consciousness was very weak, almost nonexistent.
As the nominal teacher of Pangu and Nuwa, Zhuo Yifan may be insignificant, but Samsara Master is definitely irreplaceable in their hearts.
Profanity is also absolutely not allowed. Once you reach that level of cultivation, your mind cannot tolerate any flaws.
How can the teacher not explode when he kneels down to his disciples?
However, during the explosion, the power overflowing from the statue firmly protected Zhuo Yifan, and at the same time, streams of pure power also entered his body.
Feeling this power, Zhuo Yifan was even more shocked.
This power actually has a repairing effect on the mental magnetic field, allowing most of his damaged mental magnetic field to recover in an instant.
This can be considered an unexpected surprise!
The two caught up with Ba Xian, who said with a proud look on his face: "Brother Yuan, I knew you would be fine. Now Ba Feng and the others must not dare to catch up!"
Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Their master has been killed. As a subordinate, if you quit in the face of difficulties, you will be despised after you get out. Only by avenging your master can you regain your honor."
"So, they will keep chasing you?" Ba Xian raised his mouth and said coquettishly: "These damn guys, they are indeed here, hurry up and leave."
Zhuo Yifan didn't need to look back to know the movements of the people behind him, and threats were appearing in his mind.
After the mental magnetic field has recovered somewhat, you can already feel the information of all living beings.
However, it is also suppressed a lot in this space.
Zhuo Yifan was really surprised. It seemed that in ancient times, spiritual power was not as rare as in his own era. At least among these pursuers, almost everyone was practicing it, but the level was not high.
But it's still a scary chance.
The one with the highest cultivation among them is indeed the guy named Ba Feng.
He has reached the first level of Soul Contemplation.
This is terrifying. The first level of Guanhun is not much different from Zhuo Yifan. The two are almost equal. What's more, when his strength is completely victorious, Zhuo Yifan has only recovered most of it. If he fights hard,
Zhuo Yifan will definitely not be able to please him.
The rest of them all have great achievements in observing the mind.
Each of their stages is divided into nine levels, which are more detailed.
There are people from the fifth level to the ninth level of mind contemplation.
This is not their special skill, it just exists as an auxiliary skill.
Their true identities are warriors.
Only those who have reached the cultivation level of soul contemplation are qualified to be certified as a "spiritual master" as a real career development.
This Ba Feng is a newly certified [Psychic Master]. You can imagine how terrifying he is.
The top is no longer a barren mountain path, but a step-by-step staircase, which looks very solemn and full of a sense of history. Stepping on it seems to be walking into history.
It makes people stop laughing and become respectful.
However, Zhuo Yifan's eyes narrowed and he looked at the murals under the steps in surprise: "These murals seem to be some years old. Who carved them on them? Are you a hegemon?"
Ba Xian said: "How can we have such leisure? These murals are very old. I don't know how many thousands of years they have existed and are immortal."
Ba Shandao: "Actually, the trial space we are in was discovered accidentally by our ancestors of the Ba clan. They called it Qingtian City."
"Qingtian City?"
Zhuo Yifan was shocked, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.
He took a deep breath, looked here in disbelief, and frowned: "What are the characteristics of this Qingtian City?"
"I don't know, no one has ever climbed up to this city. Even the experts who accidentally entered this place kept silent after coming back and did not end well. Therefore, rumors spread and everyone believed that this place was a cursed place. Anyone with
Anyone involved will suffer the most painful curse."
Bashan said with lingering fear, his eyes filled with fear.
"Hey, Bashan, if you are so scared, why do you still come up?" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter. As long as Xian'er wants to go, I'm not afraid of anything."
Bashan said firmly, taking a peek at Xian'er, and then said with a sad face: "Brother Yuan, can I ask you something?"
"What's the matter, you say?"
"We must ensure Xian'er's safety and don't let her be bullied." Ba Shan said solemnly.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled: "Why don't you do it yourself?"
"I... I am not strong enough and my aptitude is dull, so I cannot protect her, but you can, Brother Yuan. With such advanced cultivation, you will definitely become one of the 300 warriors. When the time comes, you must help me protect Xian'er."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "I can't agree to your request. We can't even solve Ba Feng now. How can we talk about three hundred warriors?"
Ba Xian glared at Ba Shan and said: "Brother Shan, do you think I am someone who needs protection? Don't worry, I will protect myself, and I also promise that I will take you to the final sacrifice and make you a member of the tribe.
pride."
Zhuo Yifan's heart moved: "What kind of event is this final sacrifice? What is included? Can you tell me?"
Seeing Zhuo Yifan ask this question, both of them opened their mouths with weird looks on their faces.
Zhuo Yifan's heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong.
This final sacrifice seems to be extremely famous, and it is common knowledge that everyone knows, but he knows nothing about it, which will definitely arouse their suspicion.
The two of them looked back and forth at him with doubtful eyes, and finally smiled at each other and nodded, as if they were sure of something.
Bashan said: "Brother Original, please forgive me for being presumptuous, are you from the human race?"
Now it was Zhuo Yifan's turn to be speechless: "Of course I am a human race. Isn't this characteristic very obvious?"
"Ahem, no, the human race is so weak. Not only the physical cultivation, but also the spiritual cultivation is not worth mentioning. It is impossible to produce a spiritual master. However, the original brother said that he is a human race. Isn't this funny?"
He paused and then said: "But the original brother didn't know about the final sacrificial event. This is obviously unreasonable. Only the human race is in a closed place. Maybe some people have never heard of this grand event, so I believe what you say, the original brother.
."
"It turns out that the human race is really miserable." Zhuo Yifan laughed at himself.
"The final sacrifice is a grand event that only takes place every three hundred years. 300 warriors are recruited to perform the ultimate sacrifice. It is said that if the 300 warriors succeed, they will have a chance to soar into the sky and directly ascend to immortality."
Bashan said excitedly.
"Ascended to become an immortal?" Zhuo Yifan looked strange. Could it be that in this era, the immortal world has already appeared?