The Great Biography of the Craftsman

Chapter 3 Delusions
The desolate people retreated to the sides, making way for this group of teenagers to make way for a hundred feet to the altar.

Under the attention of everyone, some of these teenagers were nervous, and some couldn't hide their excitement. This moment meant a lot to them!
Lu Yun lowered his head and walked at the back of the group of teenagers.Although his hair covered most of his face, his thin figure still looked so special among this group of teenagers!

"Hey, why is it him?"

"Why is he here too?"

"..."

Seeing Lu Yun mixed with this group of teenagers, many barbarians began to discuss.

The harsh voice of discussion and strange eyes made Lu Yun's face turn pale, but he didn't stop.

At this moment, a person suddenly stopped in front of Lu Yun!

A cold light flashed in Lu Yun's eyes, he stopped, looked up at the person in front of him, and clenched his hands tightly involuntarily.

It was Ji Kang!

For several days, he searched everywhere for Lu Yun to avenge the blood wolf's injury that day!Didn't expect to see it here!

Ji Kang crossed his arms and looked down at Lu Yun.

"Little bitch, I never thought you would dare to appear here!"

Lu Yun remained silent, but his eyes gradually turned cold!

"Hehe, you still look stubborn." The young man laughed arrogantly, "You are such a lowly thing, you deserve to come here! You also want to open up the wilderness?" Said, the young man looked back at the building. The altar pointed to the ground again, and said with a half-smile: "Where you want to go, you can, just climb over here!"

The young man's words and actions caused some uproar among the desolate people nearby, but this place is still tens of feet away from the altar, this small scene did not attract more people's attention.

"Ji Kang!" Lu Yun spat out the name word by word.

Ji Kang stood up straight, stretched out his arm, provocatively stretched out his right index finger, touched Lu Yun's chest again and again, and leaned into his ear, whispering: "Your mother made peace with outsiders and gave birth to you. This bastard, you should not have appeared in this world, for polluting the blood of barren people!"

Lu Yun's face became even paler, but his eyes were scarlet!
Dragons have inverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them!
The matter of Lu Yun's life experience is his backlash, and it is also the root cause of all the discrimination he has suffered in the Desolate race!
Suddenly Ji Kang kicked his feet and backed away before Lu Yun's fist could barely touch his body!
With a "boom", Lu Yun's body fell heavily to the ground.

A young man with a soft complexion suddenly appeared between Lu Yun and Ji Kang, and said coldly: "You lowly bastard, dare to hurt the young master, I will pay you with your life!"

Lu Yun struggled to stand up, coughed heavily, and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands.The palm of the young man broke several ribs in his chest, and the pain like a knife pierced his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Enough!" There was a loud shout, and a middle-aged man heard the sound before he arrived. His piercing eyes swept across Ji Kang and the young man, and he was not angry, but a murderous aura rushed towards him!This person is Ji Wu, the leader of the battle!

"Master Zhanshou, please forgive me!" The young man who hurt Lu Yun stepped back, bowed, and said respectfully.

This middle-aged man is the father of the war leader Ji Wu—Ji Kang!

He snorted heavily, glanced at Ji Kang, and said, "How decent is Cheng!"

"I know I'm wrong!" Ji Kang stood on the spot and replied, but there was a disapproving expression on his face.

Ji Wu glanced over Lu Yun, looked at the young man's slightly familiar face, with a complex expression, and then he said to Lu Yun: "This is not the place you should come, don't miss out on opening up the Three Wastelands, just get back! "

Hearing this, Lu Yun's face flushed, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood again.He stood stubbornly where he was, with cold eyes.

Ji Wu frowned.

"That's all! Ji Wu, come back!" The voice of Da Zhanggong floated over.Hearing this, Ji Wu stopped talking, glanced at Lu Yun, and returned to the original place.

"Since you insist, the old man will give you a chance to open up the wilderness, so as to put an end to your delusions!" Dazhanggong said this to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun raised his eyes in disbelief, looking at the old man on the altar from afar.However, that sentence of "Stop your delusions" made Lu Yun's face look miserable again. He smiled sadly and walked towards the altar step by step.

Ji Kang grinned grimly, turned around and left!

In a short while, these teenagers came under the black altar.

Lu Yun raised his eyes and looked at this pitch-black altar. This was the first time he stood here so close, and endless longing surged in his heart!

Step on it, and you will gain greater power!
The old man stood on the altar, looked at the young man below, nodded slightly, and didn't say any more. He waved the barren staff in his hand, and then the altar's black glow gradually rose.All the teenagers felt a faint coercion.

Lu Yun's feelings are particularly strong!
At this moment, the old man's voice sounded again, "Boys, this altar has 99 steps. The higher you go, the stronger the coercion and the more difficult it is, but the higher you step, the more deserted patterns will be left under the brand , the more beneficial it will be for future cultivation. How many barren patterns can be imprinted depends on perseverance and aptitude, let's start."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, many teenagers below showed excitement, looked at each other, and then stepped up the first step. Soon these teenagers had already climbed more than ten steps.For these young people from the Desolate race, with their naturally exuberant energy and blood, they could still bear the coercion of more than ten levels.

Ji Kang was standing below, and he was not eager to climb up the altar like other young people from the Desolate race.With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the young men who had ascended the altar with disdain, and secretly cursed "a bunch of stupid people"!After standing for about half a stick of incense, he finally raised his foot.

Before the footsteps fell, Ji Kang glanced at Lu Yun again with contemptuous eyes, but was stunned. He saw Lu Yun was also standing aside, looking thoughtful, although there was blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he hadn't Sleep.

Ji Kang smiled lightly, and said: "Little bastard, you've been scared out of your wits by this coercion!" But Lu Yunli ignored him, and just stood there in a daze.

Consciously bored, Ji Kang gave a heavy snort, ignored Lu Yun, and stepped onto the first step of the altar.

At this time, Lu Yun was immersed in a strange state, with a sense of coercion, but there was a sense of familiarity in it.This feeling became more and more intense, so that he forgot the sharp pain in his chest and the strong coercion.

Lu Yun felt as if he was in a vast expanse, surrounded by nothing but gray and white, and then a black vortex appeared, and his body was involuntarily sucked into it, followed by eternal darkness.

I don't know how long it has passed, a sense of grief, anger and desolation suddenly filled Lu Yun's heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Lu Yun raised his head to the sky and screamed, his eyes were scarlet!

Dazhang Gong's complexion changed, seeing Lu Yun's frightening appearance, the barren stick in his hand was about to fall towards him!
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and when the force of Huang's staff was about to touch Lu Yun, he picked him up and stepped aside, then the man took a deep look at the old man on the altar, and the Huang in the old man's hand. wand!

That person is Ji Hao, the patriarch of the Desolate clan!

The desolate staff in the old man's hand did not fall after all, he seemed to remember something, sighed, and shook his head.

Lu Yun opened his eyes, not knowing what happened.Seeing Ji Hao in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment, and was about to struggle to stand up, but the severe pain in his chest made him sit on the ground again.

"Son, don't hold on any longer, you'd better give up!" Ji Hao said to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun spat out another mouthful of blood, but still shook his head, his gaze firm!
"Since that's the case, you can do it yourself!" Ji Hao sighed, and raised his hand to make Lu Yun stand up again.

Lu Yun bowed to him, said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the altar again.

Looking up, I saw that the other teenagers were already a few feet away from me.With a cool breeze blowing across his face, there was a dark crowd behind him. Amidst all the solemnity, Lu Yun stepped up to the first step of the altar!
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