The golden sculpture is hundreds of feet high, with blood flowing down little by little, and time passes by little. △
After a whole day and night, the last golden light of the sculpture was annihilated, and the entire statue was shining with blood. Lei Zhenzi, who was originally majestic and grand, suddenly turned into a ferocious blood monster with a fishy smell. It seemed that the whole forest became strange.
stand up.
“Duh!”
The ancestor Jinpeng suddenly stood up, stared at his eyes wide, shook his sleeves, and a ball of blood shot out, turning into a flying bird with wings spreading its wings, and sang toward the head of the statue with a long sing toward the sky.
Flying over.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The originally closed statue eagle beak suddenly opened and sucked hard at the blood-colored roc. The blood-colored roc, which seemed to be extraordinary, sounded again and turned into a new song.
A ball of blood shot towards the statue's eagle beak.
At this moment, the golden sculpture seemed to have come alive, giving people an extremely strange feeling.
Although the three of them were very sure that the sculpture was still dead, everyone felt that the statue at this moment was indeed a little different from before.
"Who awakens my deity?"
Suddenly, a sound trembled, like the sound of thunder in the sky, rolling down, making the ear drums of the three of them "buzz".
Xiao Fan and others were shocked.
It is quite surprising that such a situation occurs with their cultivation level. In a sense, the master of this voice may have a much higher cultivation level than theirs.
As soon as the words fell, blood flashed, and a figure emerged from the head of the statue. As soon as the figure appeared, it was covered in blood, like a bloody man. But soon, the blood began to dissipate. The golden light was dazzling.
The three of them could see clearly that in the golden light, there was a god with a bird beak and a human body, with wings on his back and golden light flowing all over his body, exactly the same as the appearance of the sculpture. The eagle's eyes were like lightning, and looked down, with an unspeakable domineering aura.
Swipe out.
"Disciple Zhongling, pay homage to Master Venerable!"
The ancestor Jin Peng did not hesitate. He continued to worship respectfully and prostrated himself.
The middle-aged man hurriedly followed and bowed to him with great gifts.
At this time, I naturally didn't care about surveillance at Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan's eyes were bright and clearly seen. This figure seemed thick, but in fact it was still a spiritual body, but it was a mighty man and was not inferior to the blood-light boy at all. But no matter whether he was a physical body or a spiritual body, let Xiao Fan face it.
A foreigner kneels down and doesn't even think about it.
"Well, you are from my own clan."
The Venerable nodded slightly and said.
"It is. I am fortunate to pay homage to the Lord. How lucky is it!"
After worshiping again, Old Ancestor Jin Peng straightened his body and said loudly.
"Get up."
The Venerable said slowly, his tone was quite kind.
"Yes. Thank you, Lord Venerable."
The ancestor Jin Peng bowed respectfully again, then stood up and stood up with his hands down, with an extremely respectful expression.
"Which interface are you from the Jinpeng tribe? It should be from Xuanwu Realm!"
The Venerable looked down at the ancestor Jinpeng and the middle-aged man, and asked slowly.
"Yes, the Venerable Master is as wise as a torch, and his disciple is the Jinpeng clan member of the Xuanwu Realm."
The ancestor Jinpeng hurriedly replied that from this venerable, he sensed the extremely pure venerable aura. There is no doubt that this venerable is a ancestor of the Jinpeng clan. This kind of instinctive sensing cannot be false.
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The middle-aged man couldn't help asking, "Master Venerable, are we Jinpeng people living in other interfaces?"
The Venerable looked at him and said, "Of course. There are Jinpeng tribes living in these nearby interfaces. However, the tribes in Xuanwu Realm are the most prosperous... You two have good cultivation. It seems that so many years have passed.
The Jinpeng clan in Xuanwu Realm has not yet declined."
"Thank you for your praise. Although our Jinpeng clan is not a big clan in Xuanwu Realm, it has been prosperous over the years. The disciples in the clan are still quite successful. There is someone who can take the lead in every generation."
The tone was respectful, but I couldn't help but feel proud between the lines.
Over the years, under his leadership, the Jinpeng clan has made great progress. As he said, just in terms of population, the Jinpeng clan is indeed not considered a major clan in Xuanwu Realm, but there are many masters in the clan.
There is also an ancestor like him who is in charge of the Wuling period. In terms of real combat power, he is even stronger than many large clans with a large population, and his status in the Xuanwu Realm is also very high.
"Well, you have already broken through to the Enlightenment Stage. In this way, you should be the leader of this generation of this clan?"
The ancestor Jinpeng bowed and replied, "Sir Lao asked, "Youth Master Lao, you have been in charge of the Jinpeng clan for eight hundred years..."
"Eight hundred years... so, have you encountered a bottleneck? I'm telling me why so many years have passed and someone finally came to awaken my deity, but it turned out to be the reason."
This venerable is indeed wise. Although he is just a spiritual body, he can guess what the ancestor Jinpeng came here at once.
The Venerable is so straightforward. The ancestor Jin Peng rarely blushed and his head lowered and replied: "The Venerable blames him. It is indeed the fault of the disciples and others if they did not come to wake him up soon... It is just that this space channel is in
More than a thousand years ago, most of the space channels collapsed, and they have only recovered one after another... Before this, the disciples' ancestors also tried every means to find the Venerable's place to practice, but the space channels collapsed, but
Can't come to this ** island..."
The search for the inner alchemy of the Holy Spirit did not start with this generation of Jinpeng clan leader. The ancestors of the Jinpeng clan have made various efforts in history, but they have never found the right place. If it weren't for the "treasure hunting records" of these ancestors, Jinpeng old man
How could the ancestor find this place so smoothly and awaken this Venerable Lord?
"Hmph, if you don't want to be yourself, heaven and earth will be destroyed. This situation is very common in the world of cultivation, and I don't blame you."
"Yes, thank you for your understanding."
The Venerable nodded, looked at him carefully for a while, and suddenly frowned and said, "Hey, your soul power has been severely damaged. What's going on? Have you experienced a fierce battle before coming here?"
The ancestor Jin Peng quickly replied: "The Venerable Master is as wise as a torch. The power of the inner demon here is strong. When the disciples come here, they have indeed fought with the inner demon, and the power of the soul is damaged."
The Venerable flipped his wrist and a black pill appeared, emitting a faint fragrance of soul fragrance. With a flick of his finger, the pill shot towards the ancestor Jinpeng and said, "There is a pill here, which was back then."
I have collected tens of thousands of years of soul fragrance wood essence here to refine it. It is quite effective in nourishing the soul. It was left to me, but now I can't use it anymore. I will give it to you."
Old Ancestor Jin Peng hurriedly raised his hand, grabbed the pill in his hand, bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Venerable, for giving the medicine, I am very grateful."
As soon as the pill was in his hand, he could sense the powerful soul power contained in it.
The Venerable said that it was made from the essence of Soul Fragrance Wood that had been medicine for tens of thousands of years, and the medicinal effect was naturally extremely strong.
"You take it now, it should be very effective in repairing your soul power."
"Yes, follow the orders of Lord Venerable."
The ancestor Jin Peng hurriedly bowed and immediately raised his neck and swallowed the pill. As soon as he took the pill, he immediately felt a soft force pouring into his sea of consciousness. The soul that was seriously injured suddenly became thrust.
Relaxed, unspeakable comfort.
The ancestor Jin Peng couldn't help but feel very happy. It was indeed worthy of being the elixir of Xuanling's upper realm. It was extremely mysterious and far beyond the comparison of the elixir of the lower realm.
"This pill has a strong effect, so hurry up and refine the medicine."
The Venerable said.
"Yes, my disciple obeys the order!"
Although it was very rude to meditate and breathe in front of the Venerable, since the Venerable said so, the ancestor Jin Peng was not willing to violate the order. He immediately bowed and sat cross-legged on the spot, pinched his hands and started breathing.
Regulate breathing and refine medicine.
The Venerable's eyes swept across the middle-aged man, and his expression was not concerned. Obviously, the middle-aged man's cultivation level was too low and he could not arouse his interest.
His eyes fell on Xiao Fan's face.
“Huh?”
The Venerable's eyebrows suddenly raised, showing a look of surprise, and then looked at Xiao Fan with interest.
Xiao Fan clasped his fists with his hands, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "My younger generation, Xiao Fan, have seen senior generation."
He had already checked the power of his divine thoughts, but found that he could not detect the depth of the spiritual body at all. Although Xiao Fan also knew that the spiritual stage of the Spirit is already at the limit of the inferior interface, and it was higher than the spiritual stage of the Spirit of the Spirit of the Spirit of the Spirit.
The state of the period is impossible to appear in the inferior interface at all. The strong pressure on the interface will automatically reject super powers above the virtual period.
This is also a choice made automatically by the power of the Heavenly Way to maintain the basic balance of the interface.
But if this Venerable really came down from the upper realm of Xuanling, then his original cultivation is most likely to be more than the realm of the Enlightenment Period. After the lower realm, the magic powers are suppressed by the power of the interface and cannot exert their power beyond the Enlightenment
The level of the period, but the mentality, vision and insight are not comparable to that of the monks in the Underworld Stage.
During the battle, this is also a part that cannot be underestimated.
For example, even if Xiao Fan suppresses his cultivation level to the Golden Pill stage and truly takes action, the cultivator of the same level will basically be his opponent.
"Strange, you are obviously a pure human monk, but why do you have so many different Holy Spirit bloodlines in your body?"
The Venerable looked at Xiao Fan's expression and became more curious.
Even Xiao Fan was a little confused when he heard this.
What is “something different Holy Spirit bloodlines”?
Shouldn't there be only Silver Wing Lei Peng?
What other Holy Spirit bloodline is hidden in his body?
"Well, silver-winged Lei Peng, Qing Wan, Chiwen, and even... the Vajra Giant Ape... Hehe, this bloodline is really messy. What's strange is that if there are so many different holy spirits in the body of ordinary monks
The bloodline has long been unable to bear it, and it has perished after exploding. You are still alive and lively, which really makes me a little confused..."
The Venerable stared at Xiao Fan and said as if he was muttering to himself.
"Are you a Chaos Spirit?"
"Your surname is Xiao, may you be the descendant of Xiao Wuji in this world?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!