Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 364 The Witchcraft of the Ancestors

On both sides of the road, there are towering old trees.

It is not so much a road as a trail that has been trodden out.

Surprisingly, in front of the carriage, no matter whether it was a huge log with a height of several tens of feet, or a weed growing wildly higher than the wheels, they all naturally gave way to the road.

As a result, the path that originally only allowed two people to walk side by side suddenly widened into a spacious avenue that could accommodate four cars driving side by side.

The soft soil is compacted, transpired, and reinforced by invisible forces, making it easy to drive.

The carriage drove slowly, and where it passed, there was no grass growing, and the wild beasts scattered in all directions.

Be it carnivorous or herbivorous beasts, they consciously avoided them long before the convoy was driving, as if they had encountered a real monarch, the power over all living beings.

This is witchcraft.

It comes from the ancient ancestors who explored and mastered the power of nature.

Witchcraft is the earliest attempt of the ancestors of the human race to control everything.

Lin Zhengyang undoubtedly possessed this great power.

"The technique of imitation, used here, can easily create a wide avenue; the technique of exorcising beasts, can easily drive wild beasts and make them subdue... No wonder wizards are more powerful than nobles. , if you can do this, you will naturally be above mortals."

"I just learned about the greatness of wizards today."

In the carriage, Lin Zhengyang was sitting, and on a wooden table in front of him, there were clear water jars and clay.

On top of this is a beautifully drawn half-finished clay map.

With his thoughts, the spelled clay was added to the map by an invisible force, a miniature clay road.

He was casting spells inside the car, and what he saw outside was the astonishing scene.

All changes in the model here will be faithfully reflected in the outside world.

This is the art of simulacrum, an ancient sorcery.

It has many other names.

Its principle is pictograph.

That is the so-called idol concept of the ancestors.

The ancestors believed that by shaping similar shapes, they could be used to simulate the movement of certain things and grasp their essential power.

From this foundation, witchcraft was born.

Simulate the rising and setting of the sun to master the power of the solar cycle and achieve eternal life.

The so-called alchemy of "preserving the sun and the moon, retaining the face and immortality", in essence, also originated from this.

This can be regarded as one of the origins of witchcraft.

From this, earth-shattering supernatural powers can be evolved.

This is Lin Zhengyang's innovative witchcraft, opening up new roads where there are no roads.

Originally, this kind of witchcraft used simulacra or pictographs to manipulate nature.

In the past, witches were also used to open up roads, but the way of temporarily pinching the natives was very rough.

For this type of witchcraft, the closer the image is created, the more obvious the effect will be.

For example, without this exquisitely made sand table model, to achieve the same effect, it would require at least a dozen or even hundreds of times as much mana as it does today.

The more similar it is, the easier it is to manipulate, it's a simple reason.

However, its usage does not stop there.

The same principle can also be used to cast a curse, give vitality, expel the unknown, and release the evil... The mana of the spell is ever-changing, and the use of it is wonderful.

The so-called fighting method is to test the basic skills and adaptability.

Witchcraft can be said to be the origin of all spells.

Whether it's called witchcraft, or the current popular heresy and other sects, or the Yuqing orthodox method of elucidation and teaching, the essence and origin of it are all similar, and they all come from the ancient ancestors' exploration of nature.

The carriage stopped ahead.

A big river lay in front of him.

About ten feet wide, the water was glistening, and from upstream to downstream, this big river completely blocked the road.

"Wu, there is a big river blocking the way ahead."

Someone to return.

Although separated by the curtain, Lin Zhengyang could still hear his actions, knowing that he bowed his head respectfully.

With his ear power, he can accurately feel the slight vibration of any dust particle within tens of miles, the vibration frequency of each leaf, and the rotation direction of every tiny air current... As a result, a black and white picture without color is outlined in my mind.

This is the application of this supernatural power gradually developed by him.

Even if he loses his eyesight at this moment, he can still use his hearing instead.

Supernatural powers are abilities that are like gods and unimaginable to ordinary people.

"do not worry."

A clear, spring-like sound then came from inside the car.

Inexplicably, it gives people a sense of stability.

"Whoa whoa-"

The sound of water flowed slowly.

A shocking picture appeared in front of my eyes - the river was divided!
Like a real curtain, the river is separated on two sides, high up, like two curtains being rolled up on the left and right, and like a cover being lifted.

"This, this is..."

Even the guards who had seen witchcraft along the way were still so surprised.

Right in front of them, in the water curtain, some strange looking fish could be vaguely seen, struggling and swimming, but unable to jump out of the water at all.

After the water curtain was lifted, the river valley was left behind.

At this moment, the voice came from inside the car:

"Keep going."

"Yes!"

A group of people continued to drive the horses and walked across the valley.

The bottom of the river was supposed to be wet silt, but now it became dry and compacted, just like the way it came this way.

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"Why haven't you waited yet?"

The two foxes who were waiting impatiently had been sleeping on the tree for a while.

From morning to night, and from night to dawn.

They have been waiting here for ten years.

"Could it be that you didn't go from here at all?"

Fiddled with the dry food found from the dead, a fox asked.

"This is impossible. This is the only way for Jiang Guo to go to the Middle Earth. As long as the kid plans to go to Chaoge, he will definitely pass through here."

"We have the Cicada Crying Gu fed by Bigan's painstaking efforts, it will sing whenever you get close, and you will never admit your mistake."

A cloth bag was found out from nowhere, and it was opened. Inside was a golden worm like a cicada crawling, with three pairs of translucent golden wings.

"Ms. Tu Shan said that within this month, Bigan's son will leave for Chaoge."

"Wen Zhong really did his best. He sent people to such a remote small country, and he was so suspicious that we searched for so long."

"If we didn't get the news from the disciples of Chanjiao, we wouldn't even know about it!"

In the snow, the cold wind howled, drowning out the conversation between the two foxes and carrying them far away.

In the forest, Lin Zhengyang was listening attentively in the caravan that opened up the road to meet the mountains and water.

"Explain the teaching, stop the teaching..."

As early as a few years ago, Lin Zhengyang began to consciously exercise his ability to listen to the wind.

The art of listening to the wind is different from the supernatural power of listening to the sky, it is a kind of witchcraft.

As the name suggests, listen to the distant sounds brought by the wind.

This is a witchcraft that allows people to hear the sounds of distant cities.

At the same time, he also learned the language of beasts.

These are the foundations of becoming a great witch.

Every great witch comprehends supernatural powers at a deeper level based on the foundation.

Having supernatural powers may not be a great witch, but a great witch must have supernatural powers.

Lin Zhengyang inquired about the world's major events from the mouths of birds flying from south to north by listening to the wind and animal language.

Of course, the occasional gust of wind in the distance can also bring some useful news.

For example, at this time, he was listening to the conversation between the two foxes.

The demonic aura of those two foxes could be smelled from such a distance, and it was bloody, very eye-catching, especially for a wizard.

If wizards who deal with non-human beings cannot identify the source of the weirdness and respond accordingly, then their death will be in vain... After all, most wizards are still human, and humans are very fragile creatures.

"Go around a little further, hoping to avoid these two foxes, otherwise, we have to do it. I hope it won't be so unfortunate."

As far as new wizards are concerned, it is no problem to deal with ordinary monsters, but this time it is a bit too much.

Monsters that spit out human words have become commonplace, and it is quite dangerous to encounter them.

(End of this chapter)