5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 822 Ancestral God Strikes
The breath of the old turtle made their faces change wildly in shock.

After so many years, they actually waited until Emperor Xuanwu was born again!

It's just that the current Xuanwu Emperor seems to have unstable aura, and his cultivation is too weak. It seems that he hasn't awakened his memory yet, right?

"My God, elder, are you sure this is the baptismal pool?"

The old turtle swallowed his saliva, looked at the baptism pool where the magma was tumbling, and turned to look at the two old men in sackcloth.

"Why am I lying to you, not to mention that Wu Mu has also been baptized. Ask him if this is the baptismal pool."

After recovering, the tall old man replied.

"Haha, when everyone in the tribe saw the baptismal pool, they all had the same reaction as you, which was much more exaggerated than yours."

Another old man answered with a smile.

"Alright then." The old turtle pouted.

After Jiangling and the others entered the building complex on the plain, they were led here by a group of Xuanwu, which is in front of the baptismal pool.

After Jiang Ling and the others arrived, they realized that the two elders had been waiting by the baptismal pool for a long time.

"My lord, it is indeed a baptismal pool. There is nothing wrong with it. The bright red liquid tumbling in the baptistry pool is not magma, but blood. It is said that the blood of the ancestor of Xuanwu, that is, a pool of blood, can activate the blood in our Xuanwu body. Potential, release the dragon snake soul."

Wu Mu said to Lao Gui with a bright smile.

"Won't the blood in the baptismal pool be consumed? As time goes by, more and more clansmen are being baptized, which will inevitably lead to a decrease in blood."

Looking at the blood pool, Jiang Ling asked curiously.

"Where is the blood of the ancestor so easily consumed? It is said that the ancestor of Xuanwu surpassed the existence of the Great Emperor. Every drop of his blood has the power to pick up stars and move mountains. From ancient times to the present, the blood in the baptismal pool is consumed at most. A few tenths of a percent."

The two elders laughed lightly.

"Do you know why the baptismal pool was built here?" One of the elders looked at Jiang Ling and the others.

"Why?" The old turtle blinked his small eyes.

"Because the baptismal pool can gather the power of the entire mountain range here, mobilize the blood of the ancestors, and baptize you."

"And at this moment, when the strength reaches its peak, hurry up and enter the baptism."

The two elders looked at the old turtle very flatly, with no obvious love or disgust, and a completely neutral attitude.

Although the old turtle is the former Xuanwu Emperor, his memory is still very early from awakening. Besides, whether he can awaken is still a question.

They definitely knew the identity of the old turtle, but they didn't show favoritism or embarrassment at all, Jiang Ling admired his virtue.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Looking at the endless baptistery, Jiang Ling couldn't help but smack his lips.

This is the pool?Jiang Ling suspects that the scale of this level can be called the sea. It is obviously the Baptism River, or the Baptism Sea!

"Go in, don't dawdle, and enjoy it."

For some reason, Jiang Ling had a feeling of gloating.

"That's right, most people don't want to enjoy this kind of treatment, so cherish it." Yuan Tiangang showed a meaningful smile.

There is a lingering mist floating on the baptismal pool, and the mist evaporates from the baptistery pool, indicating that the temperature in the baptismal pool is very high.

Although the elders have repeatedly emphasized that the liquid in the baptismal pool is not magma, but the temperature is probably higher than magma, right?
"That's right, I'm going to fight!" The old turtle hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth, and jumped in.

"Pfft."

The water splashed, the old turtle sank in, and began to be baptized.

"Tch." A puff of blue smoke rose from the magma, and immediately after, the old turtle disappeared without a trace.

"Not showing off?" Jiang Ling frowned and looked at Wu Mu.

"That's right, there's been no sound for a long time, so nothing will happen?" Yuan Tiangang also asked with a worried face.

After the old turtle entered the baptism pool, there was no movement for a long time, nor did he show his head to greet Jiang Ling and the others.

"There is a suction force in the baptismal pool, which will pull the people who are baptized to the depths. The blood in the depths of the baptismal pool is the purest. The deeper you go, the more thorough the baptism you get."

Wu Mu has experienced baptism and knows a lot about baptism, so he patiently described it to Jiang Ling.

"After the clansmen enter the baptism pool, they will automatically sink into the depths and receive baptism according to factors such as the purity and potential of the blood in their bodies. Therefore, those of us who have been baptized hope that we can dive deeper."

"During the baptism process, there were also a small number of clan members who could never sink into the baptism pool and kept floating on the surface of the pool water. For such clan members, the baptism was declared a failure."

When Wu Mu said this, Jiangling and the others understood.

Beside the huge baptismal pool, there were only Jiang Ling and the others, Wu Mu, and two elders. The environment was quiet and no one disturbed them. It was very suitable for baptism. The Xuanwu tribe arranged it very well.

"It's been half an hour, and the baptismal pool hasn't changed, which means that the place where my emperor entered is very deep."

Wu Mu showed a gratified smile.

"En." Jiang Ling echoed, but his mind was not in the baptismal pool, but he was always vigilant about his surroundings.

From the old turtle's baptism until now, there has been no change, the surroundings are quiet, Jiang Ling doesn't believe that the ancestor god will not do anything.

"Wu Mu, how long will the baptism take?" An hour later, Leng Yutong asked Wu Mu.

"Depending on the concentration of the blood, the duration of the baptism is also different. The shortest is 2 hours, and the longest is 6 hours, but generally it will not exceed 6 hours."

Wu Mu answered fluently.

"There are still 5 hours." Jiang Ling wanted to see when the people of Zushen would attack.

"Hey, boom boom boom."

Three hours after the old turtle entered the baptism, the boundless baptism pool suddenly turned into a huge whirlpool.

A hole appeared in the center of the vortex, and Jiang Ling vaguely saw the scene inside, which was full of sticky blood clots, and the blood clots exuded a prehistoric aura, making Jiang Ling's eyelids tremble.

"The baptistery really has mysteries. I don't know which one is stronger, the ancestor of Xuanwu, or the old tortoise at his peak. The inside of the baptistery actually gave me a thrilling feeling."

Jiang Ling looked at the blood clot inside with a solemn expression.

"The breath is so strong."

Even Dugu Tianxia couldn't help being amazed.

"No, my emperor has entered the stage of transformation, and this stage cannot be disturbed in any way." Wu Mu's face tensed up.

"What if I was disturbed?" Jiang Ling asked casually.

"Then the blood of the ancestors absorbed by my emperor will eat him back and explode in my emperor's body. It will blow my emperor to pieces on the spot, without any suspense."

Wu Mu's eyes were fixed on the baptismal pool, not daring to let go.

"No wonder the elder protected the baptismal pool so well." Jiang Ling immediately understood.

"Peng."

All of a sudden, a giant palm that held up to the sky shot out from the void, and with an arrogant and domineering aura, it covered the baptismal pool from midair.

The palm that covered the sky and the sun covered half of the baptismal pool, and the strong airflow hadn't hit it yet, and the shock wave that blew out caused the blood to spray out.

"court death!"

Startled in Jiang Ling's heart, his face was gloomy, and he reacted quickly, his thoughts floated, and he sacrificed the power of the sea of ​​blood.

"call out."

The power of the sea of ​​blood flew out through the air, forming a huge vortex of reincarnation under the palm. The vortex rotated rapidly, and the terrifying power crazily hit the palm like a cascading waterfall.

"Sword!" Dugu Tianxia stared, his whole body burst out with sword energy, and he followed Jiang Ling to strike.

"It's started." Leng Yutong smiled slightly and softly.

"Huh?" There was a whisper from the space, and then a bright light floated around the palm, illuminating the baptismal pool in bright white.

"get out!"

Jiang Ling yelled violently, his pupils turned into the color of chaos, and the texture of chaos spread from the eyeballs to the neck.

"Kang-kang-kang."

At the same time, the power exploded, smashing the palm that covered the sky and the sun.

"Bastard, how dare you openly sabotage the baptism ceremony!"

The two elders were furious, and stretched out a mighty dragon snake from behind, fiercely rushing towards the shattered void.

"Buzzing."

The space fluctuated, and a large figure appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air, surrounding Jiang Ling and the others.

"Sorry, two elders, I must offend you a little today. The Xuanwu clan can only have one Emperor Xuanwu, and that is my ancestor god."

(End of this chapter)