Daxuan Wusheng: Start by practicing and adding points

Chapter 505: The Four Alien Ancestors
Ice state, border.

Above the vast snowfield, two figures were moving forward.

One of them, wearing a black robe, was Chen Mu who came from the Sand Sea, and the other one, wearing a luxurious brocade robe embroidered with python patterns, was Yuan Hong, the King of Zhenbei!
"…Is the situation really that serious?"

Yuan Hong followed behind Chen Mu and asked with a serious look as he walked forward.

Not long ago, he also received a message from Taoist Xuantian, but he did not believe it immediately. Instead, he was somewhat skeptical. On the one hand, he was very familiar with Taoist Tiansuan's situation. He was a willful and crazy person. On the other hand, Taoist Xuantian rarely appeared in the world. It was only after he became a master that his name gradually spread in the world, and his past was completely unknown.

Even if the other party was one of the Five Great Masters, a peerless being second only to Chen Mu in the world, he would not believe it. He still planned to inquire from various sources to find out whether the news was true or not.

just.

Before he could do anything, he received a message from Chen Mu thousands of miles away.

If he was only half-believing and half-doubting what Taoist Tiansuan and Taoist Xuantian said, then he immediately believed most of what Chen Mu said in person. The only thing that made him a little surprised and doubtful was what Chen Mu mentioned, that the ancient demons came from a world more vast and grand than this world, with many powerful people, and the martial arts were far superior to those in their world.

Most people in this world believe that the Daxuan World is the center of the universe. Even Yuan Hong, the King of Zhenbei, who is a celestial being, is no exception. When he suddenly heard about the things outside the sky, he was inevitably shocked.

"Although this is just my speculation, the actual situation may be even worse. In short, please do not disclose the situation above the Divine Realm to ordinary people for the time being, so as not to cause panic."

Chen Mu strolled forward, crossing a thousand feet of snowfield with every step he took, while speaking in a calm tone.

Zhenbei King Yuan Hong followed behind. At this time, he had already used the power of the Kun Earth Dao, borrowed some of the momentum of Kun Earth, and relied on his footwork to barely keep up with Chen Mu's pace. After hearing what Chen Mu said, his face was extremely solemn.

Taoist Tiansuan questioned the destiny of heaven and predicted a great catastrophe, and Chen Mu has personally confirmed it, so he is probably not wrong. However, the demons from outer space are so powerful that there is more than one god-level being. It goes without saying how dangerous and unpredictable it is.

In those caves connected to the Daxuan world.

The spiritual people of Xunmu Dongtian can be regarded as the strongest clan, but there is only one spiritual ancestor who possesses the strength of the blood exchange realm, and the overall strength is far inferior to the martial arts masters of the Daxuan world.

But if this alien demon clan has more than one person in the divine realm, then the gap between their strength and their world is undoubtedly greater than the gap between their world and the Xunmudong celestial spirit human clan. It is shocking to think about it.

The only good news is that if the other party wants to invade their world, they may also be subject to many restrictions, just as it is difficult for the martial arts masters on their side to invade Xunmu Dongtian on a large scale.

But even if the opponent's powerful gods cannot cross over, if dozens or hundreds of peerless demons comparable to gods come in, it will still be a difficult situation to resist.

Although they have the existence of Chen Mu, the Martial Saint, who is invincible in the world, but Chen Mu has never truly entered the realm of gods. And since the ancient demons were born in the realm of gods, there must be great demons that are almost invincible below the realm of gods. Even if Chen Mu can resist, he may not be able to win. In short, no matter how you think about it, once the invasion occurs, the situation will be extremely unfavorable to them.

No wonder it is a great disaster, a catastrophe that affects the entire world.

"The calamity of a world is inevitable. Warriors like us have no choice but to fight. The ancestors of the human race have overcome all difficulties and ruled this world. If we die here, we will not be able to face our ancestors after we die."

Yuan Hong took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

After hearing what Yuan Hong said, Chen Mu said nothing more, just walked calmly on the snowy field. He summoned Yuan Hong, on the one hand to let Yuan Hong dispatch Zhenbei Prefecture, control the situation in Hanbei, and prepare for the coming demonic disaster; on the other hand, he also wanted Yuan Hong to go with him to deal with the trivial matters of the foreign races outside the Great Wall.

For him, the foreign races outside the Great Wall can be destroyed with a flick of his hand. However, instead of destroying hundreds of millions of lives with a wave of his hand, it is better to let Yuan Hong and Zhenbei Prefecture to dispatch and deal with them. After all, he has never liked mass killings. What's more, although the foreign races outside the Great Wall are called "foreign races", they are still a bloodline of the human race. It's just that they are the remnants of some small countries that were unwilling to submit to the Daxuan Dynasty more than a thousand years ago and fled to the border. There is a thousand-year feud between them and the Daxuan Dynasty.

In the face of a catastrophe like the alien demon disaster that affects the entire world, the so-called thousand-year feud is nothing.

Step, step, step,

Chen Mu just walked forward. He did not run at full speed, but slowed down a little to allow Yuan Hong to catch up. However, even so, he was still very fast. Unknowingly, he had quietly left the snowfield.

Going westward from the snowy border of Bingzhou is a bitterly cold land. There is no vast snow here, not because it is not cold enough, but because the climate here lacks water, so snow is rare. The plants growing here are also very scarce, and all you see is desolation.

At this time.

Yuan Hong took a few steps closer and said, "The area outside the Great Wall is bitterly cold and barren. The foreign races living outside the Great Wall migrate all year round and often invade the border of Daxuan to plunder wealth and resources. They have also split into multiple tribes, occupying different locations. Over the past thousand years, some have prospered, while others have perished. Now there are only twelve tribes left."

"Among these twelve tribes, the weaker ones have a population of less than 10 million, while the stronger ones have a population of tens of millions. However, due to the poor and cold weather outside the Great Wall, these huge populations often survive separately in small tribes. They only gather together when they invade the border of Daxuan."

Yuan Hong is the King of Zhenbei. He has been fighting with the foreign tribes outside the Great Wall since he was still a crown prince. Over the past hundred years, he knows a lot about the situation of the foreign tribes outside the Great Wall, if not everything about it. He can tell the story at this moment, and he knows everything about it like the back of his hand.

Chen Mu slowed down his pace slightly and said, "I remember that among the twelve tribes of the alien race, there are also differences in closeness and distance between each other?"

"good."

Yuan Hong nodded slightly and said, "Among them, Wumeng, Wusha, Wutu and Wuwu are four tribes that are close to each other, and these four tribes all respect one person, called 'Wu Zu', who is a being in the blood exchange realm. When I was young, I also fought with him several times. Although I was better than him every time, he escaped in the end and I was unable to do anything to him."

"There are three other tribes, namely Tule, Tuwu and Tuyi, who all respect a 'Tuzu', who is also a person at the blood exchange level."

"Finally, the five tribes of Shibi, Shiye, Shigong, Shiwang, and Shiji all worship a 'Founding Ancestor'. Like the previous two, they are both in the Blood Exchange Realm. And above these three 'Tribal Ancestors' is a 'Great Ancestor' who is worshipped by all twelve tribes. He is also the only celestial being among the foreign races outside the Great Wall."

One celestial being and three blood exchanges are indeed nothing for the martial arts forces of Daxuan, but hiding in the remote and cold land, it is indeed difficult to do anything. People like Yuan Hong and Gongyang Yu, if they go deep beyond the border, can indeed defeat several common ancestors of the alien races, but the other party is determined to escape and it is difficult to keep them. In addition, there are very few resources in the cold and bitter land, and there is no point in going to war. Therefore, Daxuan has no interest in conquering the twelve tribes of the alien race, and more than a thousand years have passed slowly in conflict.

Chen Mu nodded slightly after hearing Yuan Hong's words and said, "I remember that 'Great Ancestor' entered the Heavenly Man level only in the last twenty years." Yuan Hong said, "Yes, when the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Corpse Sect joined forces with the alien races to invade Bingzhou, it was not entirely instigated by the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Corpse Sect. The twelve alien races have been ready to make a move since the 'Great Ancestor' ascended to the Heavenly Man level. The actions of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Heavenly Corpse Sect just happened to give them the opportunity."

Since the population of the alien races is far less than that of Da Xuan and the resources are scarce, although the inheritance of the Blood Exchange Realm is maintained continuously, the celestial masters cannot be passed down from generation to generation. Often, when a celestial master is born in the alien races outside the Great Wall, they will be arrogant for a period of time and invade the border more frequently. During the period when celestial masters are discontinued, they will often try to retreat as much as possible.

After hearing what Yuan Hong said, Chen Mu cast his gaze towards the desolate plateau in the distance, looked in a certain direction, and said, "Well, let's go meet this alien 'ancestor'."

Say it.

He took a step forward, and his figure quietly appeared a thousand feet away.

Yuan Hong stared at Chen Mu's back as he took a step further away, and suddenly felt a little sigh in his heart. Ever since Chen Mu swept across Kyoto and challenged the world, his power has been growing day by day. Although he is only in his forties, even he, the King of Zhenbei, can feel an invisible pressure from time to time in front of Chen Mu, and vaguely feel that he is unfathomable.

After all, he is a rare hero who appears once in a thousand years, a martial saint. Now the catastrophe is coming and the disaster is about to come. Perhaps Chen Mu was born into this world just to respond to the disaster. Whether this world can resist the disaster depends on Chen Mu.

……

A long plateau of desolate poverty.

The winding, bitterly cold mountains are like still sea tides, one upon another.

And just in the depths of this endless barren plateau, after going deep into who knows how far, a valley suddenly appeared. This valley covered a very vast area, stretching for hundreds of miles. The interior had changed from being bitter and cold to being full of greenery and buildings.

As the saying goes, there is always a glimmer of hope in the vast destiny. Even in the barren and poor land outside the Great Wall and the cold plateau, there is still a corner of land that can support human survival. This valley is insignificant compared to the entire plateau, but it is enough to support nearly 10 million people. It is the largest settlement of foreign races outside the Great Wall and also the 'ancestral land' of the twelve foreign tribes.

now.

In the center of this alien ancestral land, there are four streams that are guided along the ditches from four directions, converge into a pool here, and then continue downstream, flowing through the endless valley.

The water in the stream was clear and cold, reflecting a strong man with a bare upper body, bulging muscles and bronze skin. The man had a face as red as a date, and his eyes were deep and sharp under his thick eyebrows. His facial features were hard, giving people a sense of fortitude that made people awe-inspiring.

He is none other than Qiu Xiang, the 'great ancestor' revered by the twelve tribes outside the Great Wall.

Prime Minister Qiu just stood by the clear pond, gazing at his reflection in the water with deep eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

suddenly.

Among the shadows reflected in the pool, an old man wearing rough linen clothes, holding a simple wooden stick, with an old face but a bit of firmness between his brows, walked slowly towards us.

The Great Ancestor Qiu Xiang slowly turned around, looked at the old man who was walking over, and said in a deep voice:

"It's been a while since I last saw you, Uzu."

"It seems that I am the first one to arrive... Since you entered the celestial realm, your realm has become more and more profound."

Wu Zu slowly came to the edge of the pond, looked at the great ancestor Qiu Xiang, and then sat down cross-legged casually beside him. There was no aura about him at all, and he looked like just an ordinary old man of the barbarian tribe.

Prime Minister Qiu shook his head slightly and said, "It's just a little progress, not worth mentioning. However, in recent years, many outstanding people have emerged in the Middle-earth, especially the Martial Saint who suddenly appeared and is invincible in the Middle-earth. He is even more of an enemy to our race. The situation is somewhat unfavorable."

Having said that, he couldn't help but look up at the sky again.

Chen Mu's reputation had already spread here, and even he was shocked when he heard it. Many of the rumors even seemed incredible to him. However, a person's name is like the shadow of a tree. For such a reputation to spread in Middle-earth, even if it is a bit exaggerated, it is by no means ordinary.

If such a person were to turn his gaze outside the Great Wall and intend to become an enemy of the twelve tribes, then the twelve tribes might be plunged into an unprecedented disaster in the past thousand years, and even face the risk of destruction!
After hearing this, Wu Zu shook his head slightly and said, "Those people in the Middle Earth are insidious and cunning. How can we believe their rumors? I have also heard about this matter. The so-called Martial Saint in the rumors seems to be just a master who fought with my four tribes in Bingzhou a few years ago. How can he rise to the top and sweep across the Middle Earth in less than ten years?"

"I'm afraid this is just a trick by the Middle-earth people to intimidate us."

When he first heard about Chen Mu's reputation, he was also shocked, but later he heard that Chen Mu seemed to be an elder of the Qixuan Sect. He had also vaguely heard of Chen Mu's name at the time, so he immediately thought that the rumor might be a mystery made up by the Middle-earth people.

From Grandmaster to blood transfusion, this step itself requires at least several years of precipitation and accumulation. If one wants to step into the realm of heaven, it is even more unknown how long it will take to comprehend. Even if the opponent is really a genius and has made breakthroughs in a short period of years, how can he sweep across Middle-earth and be invincible in the world? Has the martial arts in Middle-earth declined to the point where no one is left in recent years?
Obviously not.

Take the Zhenbei King Yuan Hong for example. He was not an easy person to deal with. He had overpowered him in his early years, and later he entered the level of a celestial being, leaving him far behind. Among the Twelve Tribes, only the Great Ancestor Qiu Xiang could be compared with him.

The Middle-earth is a vast country with a dense population and flourishing martial arts, and there are far more than one such person.

After hearing Wu Zu's words, Great Ancestor Qiu Xiang pondered without answering, and the pond fell into a brief silence. After a while, footsteps were finally heard again, and it was not one, but two.

Two figures were reflected on the clear water, walking towards them from different directions. One of them had a white skull on his head, which looked like a wolf's skull. Although only the white bones were left, it still gave people a strong sense of oppression. One glance at it made people feel palpitating. Some knowledgeable people could recognize at a glance that this was the bone of a celestial demon!

The other man was tall and strong, with a bald head and two rows of teeth of some unknown monster hanging on his shoulders. Each tooth glowed faintly under the scorching sun, also giving people a palpitating feeling. They were the teeth of a celestial demon!

"Ancestor, Tuzu, I haven't seen you for many years."

Wu Zu, who was sitting cross-legged beside the pond, looked at the two figures approaching and raised the wooden stick in his hand to greet them.

(End of this chapter)