Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 45 [System calculation, evil spirits from all directions]

Zhang Yan returned to his residence, frowning, thinking about the Bonfire Festival that was coming in five days.

Zhang Yan smiled bitterly and said: "No wonder in the Wu tribe, whenever Hou Yi said that I have comparable strength, he would be so enthusiastic about me."

Presumably, for millions of years, they had fought against each other, and even the warlike Wu clan was a little boring. At this moment, Zhang Yan's arrival was undoubtedly a good news to them.

It is human nature to like the new and dislike the old.

Zhang Yan can even imagine what he will face if that day comes.

"Dao Yan System, I want to break through to the second level of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong. Is there any way I can do it?"

"Hey, we have calculated the best solution for the host."

Zhang Yan looked at it intently, and his heart suddenly trembled.

"Daoyan System, are you sure such a cruel and inhumane training method is really reliable? I won't be beaten to death by them, right?"

"Hey, based on the current situation and budget, the chance of you being killed is 10%, the chance of success is: 70%, and there is a 20% chance of being broken through the nine orifices by the evil spirit and dying."

"this!"

"Gudong!"

Zhang Yan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of liquid.

"The path of spiritual practice is to go against heaven. I have realized this a long time ago."

"Just do it!"

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, "As long as I successfully break through the second level of the Dao Jiu Zhuan Xuan Gong, and with the strength of my Taiyi Golden Immortal, as well as the magic weapon, and just the action of Taiyi Golden Immortal's great witch, I will have a chance to win."

Yes, if originally, Zhang Yan had set his sights on the high-grade innate spiritual treasures mentioned by Hou Yi, then now he has set his sights on the blood of the ancestral witches mentioned by Fei Lian.

The Witch Clan is different from other creatures. The existence of bloodline has almost restricted the growth of the Witch Clan.

In the witch clan, there are several levels. Among them, the most common witch is the direct descendant of an ordinary witch. The highest achievement of a witch cannot surpass the realm of golden immortal. All will be limited to this realm.

And above this is the Great Witch.

The bloodline of the great witch is more pure. When he was born, he was born with a fragment of law, which is an innate immortal light. However, the great witch eventually grew to the extreme, and his body could compete with the existence of Daluo Jinxian.

The existence of great witches is very rare even in the witch clan. Great witches breed with great witches, and there is a very small chance that a direct descendant of a great witch will be born. Yes, the chance is very small.

And above this, there are the ancestral witches, and there are only twelve in the entire witch clan.

A drop of the blood of an ancestral witch is enough for an ordinary witch to advance and become a great witch. This shows how attractive this reward is.

Zhang Yan is not a witch, but that doesn't mean that this drop of ancestral witch's blood is of no use to him. The energy and blood contained in it is enough to elevate the original power of Zhang Yan's bloodline to another level.

This allowed him to practice the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique and no longer have to worry about the nine orifices being burst.

"Although the method is a bit risky, it doesn't mean you can't try it."

After Zhang Yan made up his mind, he stepped out of the stone house and walked outside.

The requirement for the second stage of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong is to fill the nine orifices with evil spirits from the ten directions. This evil energy from the ten directions is difficult to find in other places, but it is everywhere in the witch clan who practice evil spirits.

There are ten kinds of evil spirits in the ten directions, including wind evil, thunder evil, water evil, fire evil, earth evil, metal evil, wood evil, blood evil, black evil and death evil, a total of ten acquired evil spirits.

This was only after Zhang Yan deliberately learned about it. It turns out that there are so many divisions of evil spirits. Fortunately, what is required is acquired evil spirits. If he wants innate evil spirits, he really doesn't know where to find them.

Zhang Yan came to the woods next to the stone house.

Because there is a Wu tribe not far away, exuding a soaring evil spirit all day long. The nearby trees are infected by the evil spirit, with a trace of blood red on the tree trunks, especially the leaves, which are extremely hard, like sharp blades. General.

"The Qi of the Wood Evil!" Zhang Yan pondered for a moment, running the magic power in his hands, shining with the mysterious aura, "Extracting Yuan Yang" This technique is a magical technique among the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang, which can draw out the Yuan Yang Qi in the body. Or steal other people's Yang energy.

But if this is the case, of course it cannot be classified as Tiangang supernatural power. After Zhang Yan studied it, he discovered that not only the Yuanyang breath, but also the opponent's life, essence, and even all breaths could be extracted.

At this moment, it was even more convenient for Zhang Yan to extract the wood evil spirit from the trees, and he could easily distinguish the countless breaths hidden in the trees.

Wisps of blood-red aura condensed along the trees towards Zhang Yan's hands.

Soon, Zhang Yan extracted the evil energy from the entire tree. After that, the trees became more lush and gentle, and no longer as sharp as before.

"It takes such a big tree to extract such a trace. I want to collect enough evil energy from the ten directions to fill the nine major acupoints. Wutian is not enough."

Zhang Yan frowned. The wisp of wood evil energy in his hand was not even one ten-millionth of an acupoint. He had eight such acupoints, so the amount of work was quite large.

"Hey! Brother Zhang Yan, what are you doing?"

A shout came from not far away, and the person who came was none other than Hou Yi.

"Oh! It turns out they are brothers Hou Yi."

Zhang Yan greeted him with a smile and said at the same time: "I need the evil energy from the ten directions for body refining, so I am refining it."

"oh!?"

Hou Yi looked at the wisp of blood in Zhang Yan's hand, intertwined with a wisp of green silk thread, and was a little surprised.

"Mu Sha, this is too small."

Hou Yi's words were obviously full of disgust, "Why didn't you tell me if you wanted to be evil? We have many of them there, all kinds of them."

"Don't refine it yourself. It's not pure at all. If you use it to refine your body, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"You come with me."

Hou Yi couldn't help but pulled Zhang Yan and ran away in one direction.

Zhang Yan rolled his eyes and felt that his arm was being pulled by Hou Yi. The distance seemed to tear his arm off.

Zhang Yan said hurriedly: "Slow down! Slow down."

He did not have the strength and physique of Taiyi Golden Immortal like Hou Yi, so he was dragged all the way over, leaving Zhang Yan in a state of embarrassment.

"Brother Zhang Yan, your body is not good enough."

Hou Yi, who was belatedly aware of this, looked innocently at the dead branches and leaves he was plucking all over his body.

"Depend on!"

Zhang Yan's face was dark and he couldn't help but cursed loudly.

"Hey! What the hell?"

"I praise you for your awesomeness."

"Oh, there is another way of saying this?"

"Of course!"

Zhang Yan followed Hou Yi into his bone house. This house was built with the heads of unknown monsters.

But speaking of this, what Zhang Yan cares more about is the taste of the Witch Clan. They even used the heads of monster beasts to build a house. Wouldn’t it be scary for most of the night?

(End of this chapter)