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Chapter 141 The Holy Land (for subscription)

When Wei Long and Wan Renzhu met, it was in the western hinterland of Dayan, Baiyan County.

There are many volcanoes in Baiyan County, the terrain is peculiar, and the scenery is different.

There is a large amount of fertile land around the volcano. This county was originally at the junction of Shuiyuedongtian and Jijiandongtian.

And when the 30-year catastrophe continued, Qi Jinglun, the master of Shuiyue Cave, died in battle.

Extreme Sword Cave Sky also built the first line of defense. Countless disciples held up the hope of protection with their swords on their backs, and they couldn't be distracted from the routine rear.

In 30 years, a mysterious small town appeared in Baiyan County.

The location of this city is very well chosen. It is sheltered by four volcanoes and the living conditions are harsh, but there are caves inside.

Because of the wildfires, a valley inside is like spring all the year round, and because of the terrain, there is plenty of rain.

No one knows the original name of this valley, but the most popular name in the valley is 'Holy Land'.

"What is a sacred place?" Mu Tian asked his father Mu Qingshan.

At the age of eleven or twelve, Mu Tian had reached the age to test his talent, and he had to awaken the power of attributes.

His father's eyes are like fire, and he seems to have a divine light. He is a member of the Huomu Protoss. Hearing his son's question, he said with a smile: "The sacred land is a place without war. There are rich products here, and it was opened up by the temple's great power. A piece of paradise."

"30 years ago, the evil wild beasts destroyed our home, and it was the temple that moved us. Although we come from different places, we are all parents and brothers. The temple gave us this rich and peaceful place to live." Mu Qingshan road.

"I'm a little nervous. What if I don't have the qualifications to become the Huomu God Clan if I take the test tomorrow?" Mu Tian was just a child.

But he also wanted to be like his father and become a descendant of Fire Eye.

Father's talent is special, suitable for the fire attribute pupil technique, after awakening the talent, he quickly adapted to his own power.

Mu Qingshan showed a smile, "It doesn't matter if you can't become the Huomu God Clan, we are still father and son. The temple has begun to reform, and it is no longer commensurate with the ethnic group. My talent is the Huomu talent, and you will definitely be able to awaken your own talent. "

"Are you sure you can awaken your talent?" Mu Tian asked his father.

Mu Qingshan said proudly: "There are countless paths in the temple, no matter what kind of talent you are, you can find a path that suits you. Even if you don't have talent, you can change your aptitude."

Mu Tian was still worried.

Tomorrow he will have an aptitude test, which is the most important test to determine future talent.

Some people can become a blockbuster among them, and their talents are suitable for the powerful gods, and they can awaken the blood of the gods in one fell swoop.

And some people may have special talents and become alien protoss. Mu Tian is very afraid of that kind of result.

"Don't worry." As if seeing his son's thoughts, Mu Qingshan said: "The purpose of testing your talent is to allow you to awaken a more suitable talent. In the early years, the temple directly changed our physique for us, but that was because of different attributes. Compatibility will lead to tyranny. Now that the temple is constantly being optimized, everyone can find their own path."

"So, don't worry, just get a good night's sleep and meet your future with your friends tomorrow."

When Mu Qingshan saw the child fell asleep, he went out of the room.

His wife came over, a little anxious, "Father is sick again."

"Did you not lock him up?" Mu Qingshan's voice amplified slightly, but he seemed to be worried about something, and then whispered: "You have to keep an eye on him, otherwise he will suffer, and we will not be well!"

When Mu Qingshan came to the backyard, he could hear the sound of bang bang.

There was a door locked with a chain, and someone was screaming inside.

"We are the human race, we are the human race!" But the room was soundproofed, and the sound could not come out at all.

"Father, I know you are not crazy. You are a monk in the wheel of life, I know you are not crazy."

Mu Qingshan said softly outside: "Tomorrow your grandson will have an aptitude test. I want to talk to you. If you agree, just knock on the door and stop shouting."

inside the house.

After a while of silence, there was a muffled sound.

Mu Qingshan came to the iron gate blocked by chains.

The iron gate seems to have a special magic, with a big lock on it.

He opened the lock, and just as the door was about to open, fists surrounded by eight red life marks directly bombarded him, "You rebellious son, you have turned your back on."

An old man with disheveled hair and an old face roared.

But before he could finish his words, there were flames flickering in Mu Qingshan's eyes.

A flame ray directly destroyed the life mark attack, knocked the old man into the air, and hit the wall.

"I knew it." Mu Qingshan walked in and locked the door.

There was no surprise on his face, "I saved you. I saved you when the temple began to clean up the transferred people of the older generation. I took a big risk. The temple still treats you like this Heretics who insist on the path of monks have always been very cruel. Once discovered, not only you, but also us will all die."

This enclosed room is actually quite large.

There are many things in it, but the smell is not good.

The old man got up from the ground, chuckled, and said mockingly: "The Pantheon moved us millions of miles away in the name of rescue 30 years ago, killing all the monks and all those who did not cooperate." die, leaving only the old and the weak, women and children."

"What are they doing? They are constantly improving the practice path of the temple. Taking advantage of the turmoil in Dayan, they are experimenting with living people. What are you doing? Have you forgotten your roots? Or have you really become the Huomu God Clan? ?”

The old man's tone was bleak, "You should have let me die then! Or I'll kill you!"

"30 years ago."

Mu Qingshan also laughed, "I was still young at that time. I only remember that you carried me on your back, and my mother was torn apart by wild beasts to save me. The wicked pantheon of the Lord saved us."

"The temple saved us, moved us to a safe place, and awakened our talents for us, giving us strength."

Mu Qingshan said: "In the sacred land, there is no war, no turmoil, everyone can rely on their own talents, and embark on the true path of transcendence."

"What about you? My father, according to the cultivation theory of the human race, you are a strong man in the late stage of the life mark, but your life fire is only dark red, so the life mark is only red. Where can you go in the future?"

Mu Qingshan continued: "And I surpassed you in just 30 years! The world's resources are controlled by the cave and the rich, you have no skills, you have no talent, and you can't even break through the golden core in your life!"

"And I, and your grandson, can take the path that suits me best."

The flames in Mu Qingshan's eyes danced, and the flames slowly enveloped him, "Did you see that? I'm already a peak god descendant. What's even more frightening is that I can control such powerful flames. This is part of the magic that can only be mastered by Jindan strong people." ?”

"I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm also an ordinary person among monks. You'll know when you meet a real genius, a real human monk."

The old man looked at his son, "This is a wrong path. Maybe you are suitable for this power, but he is not your power after all. Didn't you say that facing the same clan, a son of God who is stronger than you can't make a move at all? That's right. So, you want me to teach you the cultivation techniques of the human race."

"Although I am in the late stage of the life wheel, I dare to wave my fist when facing Jindan, gods and demons, and stronger existences."

The old man said: "We only have a difference in cultivation, but my heart and everything about me are no worse than them."

"This is some price for gaining power." Mu Qingshan's face was not very good-looking, "When I become a true god, I will be able to completely change my physique. At that time, I will never feel that way again."

"No. You should be very clear that you will never forget that when you become a true god, you don't dare to shake your fist at a higher-level god. Not only that, you don't dare to not only the same god race, but even other god races."

The old man sighed: "It's not your fault, because from the very beginning of your practice, you have lost the thought of fearlessness."

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The morning sun is very bright, and you can see a volcano in the distance in the sky, and there seems to be smoke rising.

Mu Tian went to the Agni Palace as usual.

This is one of the five great shrines in Dongcheng, which specializes in teaching others knowledge.

The world is ruled by the evil desolate beasts and the human race who betrayed them.

A generation of holy emperors established a dynasty with the help of the temple, but he betrayed the gods, tore up the contract, and kept suppressing the gods.

As a result, the bloodlines of many descendants of the gods were continuously diluted, and after many generations, they all fell into the dust.

There is no longer that kind of tyrannical blood.

But in reality, each of them is a holder of divine blood.

They are noble existences comparable to the cubs of pure-blooded desolate beasts, but their bloodlines are dusty. When they are 13 years old, they will start to wake up and stimulate their bloodlines.

This is the process for every descendant of God to find himself.

"Good teaching." Mu Tian greeted his teacher.

It was a gentle woman with white wings, who inexplicably made people feel very comfortable. Seeing Mu Tian smiled, "Go warm up and stay in good shape."

Mu Tian nodded.

The Raging Fire Palace has a set of boxing techniques that they have practiced since childhood, which can stimulate the blood factor in their bodies and strengthen their bodies.

Legend has it that someone can rely on this to walk the path to self-realization.

There are very few people like that, but each one is a unique genius, and can even create their own Protoss.

Mu Tian and his friends finished their morning class, not in a hurry.

At noon, the female teacher announced, "Children, it is finally time for you to change your destiny, but you must remember that the awakening of talent is only the starting point, and the final step depends on you."

"Ten years ago, Yuan Fei's talent for awakening the true god was only a small group of Yuanmo's light, which was very inconspicuous, but he has become one of the elders of the sacred place by virtue of continuous challenges and continuous improvement. It is said that he will be summoned by the temple , out of the sacred place, to a more splendid world."

The female teacher of the Guangming Protoss encouraged: "So, the more important thing is to stimulate and apply the blood. Come on!"

Mu Tian clenched his fists, True God Yuan Fei is the idol of many people, and he also wants to be that kind of person in his heart.

Do not!
He Mutian wants to awaken a more powerful talent instead of becoming a follower.

More than 30 divine descendants from Raging Fire Palace went to a temple.

The temple is very majestic, and there is a hazy statue inside, which is the statue of the Supreme Dragon God.

This dragon god is omnipotent, the head of the gods, and an extremely powerful existence.

Mu Tian followed the guidance, sat down in the hall, and closed his eyes like many friends.

From the excitement and tension at the beginning, it gradually calmed down. It seemed that a heat flow penetrated into his body along the floor of the hall, and a hazy green mark slowly appeared on the top of his head, which seemed to contain lush vitality.

(End of this chapter)