This wilderness is too dangerous

An image, a trace of Dao Yun remained, and the chaos of time covered and drooped, making Yuan Lian unable to see his true appearance at all, but the boundless momentum was too terrifying, overwhelming the boundless chaos!

Yuan Lian stared blankly. He pushed his soul to the extreme, but he could still only see the outline of the figure clearly, and even the size of the figure could not be determined.

Because of the chaos he was in, the space was chaotic, the timing was subverted, and there was no concept of size.

As the figure breathed, the boundless energy of chaos rolled back like the Milky Way, overwhelmingly rushing toward him and being absorbed into his body.

Then, Yuan Lian felt a strange rhythm, the blood was rushing, the bones and flesh were trembling, and the five internal organs were beating.

At this moment, he felt that his Tao body was like an extremely precise instrument. All the parts were beating in rhythm, with different movements, but incomparably harmonious.

Yuan Lian didn't know that while his consciousness was immersed in chaos, the boundless spiritual energy in the room was rewinding, forming spiritual energy storms.

He was like a black hole, and the boundless spiritual energy storm was swallowed up by him like a tidal wave.

And his sacred blood was devouring spiritual energy crazily, rushing more and more violently, making a 'rumbling' sound like an endless giant wave.

Not only the blood, but also his bones, flesh, and five internal organs were like black holes, swallowing the innate spiritual energy poured into his body.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of trillions of miles was absorbed, and the spiritual energy tide dissipated.

The next moment, the chaos in his consciousness completely dissipated, and Yuan Lian slowly opened his eyes.

"So strong!! What kind of physical training method is this?"

Yuan Lian spread his hands, and then clenched them suddenly.

Click!

A series of void cracks appeared next to the palm of his hand, and Yuan Lian looked at the dark void cracks in disbelief.

He didn't have any magic power, and he could tear the void apart with just the power of his bloodline. Even this wasn't his limit.

He felt the sacred blood flowing slowly in his body, as if he felt the vast power contained in it.

He even believed that at this moment, even if his magic power was banned and he had no spiritual treasures, this Tao body alone would be enough to rival the early Golden Immortal.

Yuan Lian looked at Di Jiang steadily, and he fell silent.

Ten drops of Three Light Divine Water cannot match such a gift. Let alone ten drops, even a hundred drops or ten thousand drops are far less than the slightest bit of this technique!

Yuan Lian took a deep breath and said firmly: "Fellow Daoist Dijiang, I don't know if there is anything you need me to do. Please tell me clearly."

The gift of fate has already been marked with a secret price.

Thinking about it from his perspective, Yuan Lian would never give such a big gift to someone he casually saved.

Why?

Because he looks handsome? With those ten drops of Three Light Divine Water?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

There is no accident in Dijiang. After all, they are all saints who have been practicing for hundreds of millions of years. No one without a brain can survive now.

He said meaningfully, "In the future you will understand that you don't need to do anything now. You just need to practice well and realize Daluo as soon as possible."

Yuan Lian remained silent. This cause and effect was too heavy, and he was afraid that he could not bear it.

He believed that Di Jiang would not want to kill him. After all, if he wanted to kill him, with Di Jiang's strength, it would probably be a simple punch.

But if Di Jiang didn't make it clear, he would choose to cut off this memory, and would rather give up this peerless skill than be burdened with this inexplicable cause and effect.

Seeing Yuan Lian like this, Di Jiang knew that if he was not allowed to clear up his doubts, he might...

So, Di Jiang sighed softly, "Do you know why I want to practice the way of blood?"

That's right, everything that happened before was deliberately guided by Di Jiang in order to let Yuan Lian embark on the path of bloodline cultivation.

"Fellow Taoist, please clear up the confusion." Yuan Lian looked serious and stared at Di Jiang.

Di Jiang looked directly at Yuan Lian and said calmly: "Do you know why my father, Pangu, was able to fight Chaos alone and kill countless Chaos Demon Gods by himself?"

Yuan Lian shook his head. He had also thought about this problem, but it was simply beyond his imagination.

He has personally experienced the power of the Chaos Demon God. Just a drop of blood, a piece of bone, and a trace of evil spirit and resentment left after countless Yuanhui have fallen are already terrifying.

It was hard for him to imagine that in such an era, countless Chaos Demon Gods who practiced the Three Thousand Avenues and were in their prime were killed by Pangu alone.

How powerful must one be to achieve such shocking results?

Yuan Lian said that with his poor imagination, it was far beyond his ability to imagine.

Speaking of Pangu, Di Jiang looked proud and his eyes were bright, "Because Father God not only cultivated the Three Flowers of the Yuan Shen, but also refined the Dao Body of the Demon God, and also obtained the fruits of the Law."

"Hiss!!!" Yuan Lian's pupils trembled.

Lord Pangu opened up the world and created the prehistoric universe.

It can be said that all beings born in the ancient times have great respect for Pangu, especially the innate holiness.

But the vast majority of people in the prehistoric times knew Pangu only in memories that were imprinted deep in the world.

Great Lord Pangu killed three thousand chaos demon gods in the chaos, opened up the prehistoric universe in one fell swoop, and then transformed into the prehistoric world and created the world.

After that, it’s gone!

I am afraid that only a very small number of beings can know even half of Pangu's deeds, but I am afraid they don't know much.

These very few existences naturally include the twelve ancestral witches transformed by the essence and blood of Lord Pangu.

Therefore, Yuan Lian had no reason not to believe what Di Jiang said.

Good guy, what a shocking thing!

Not only cultivate the three flowers of the soul, but also refine the body of the demon god, and also bear the fruit of the law!

The three of them practiced together, and all of them reached the pinnacle. No wonder they had such unimaginable and amazing power.

Wait a minute, Dijiang didn't want me to follow Pangu's path, and practice together?

Are you kidding me? How can I, Yuanlian, compare me with Pangu the Great? Daoist friend Dijiang, you think so highly of me?

He looked at Dijiang with a bit of surprise, his mouth slightly opened, with thousands of words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

After a moment, Yuanlian still said, "Why me?"

Yes!

Why was it him, Yuanlian.

Dijiang looked at him with deep eyes and solemn expression, and said word by word, "Because the axe of the Father God didn't kill you."

Yuanlian was shocked and subconsciously took a half step back.

Impossible!!!

Dijiang actually knew this secret!

This is his real background. In the chaotic era before the beginning of the world, he became a little spiritual light in one of the broken lotus seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus.

Suddenly, his mind was shaken again, and he recalled.

Dijiang said, it was because Pangu didn't kill him?

So, when the Chaos Green Lotus was broken, Pangu the Great noticed his existence, but the axe light didn't kill him, but let him become the spiritual light of one of the lotus seeds.

He didn't doubt whether the axe light could kill him, this was beyond doubt.

As long as Pangu thought, he had no chance of survival.

This...

Suddenly, Yuanlian felt an extreme fear.

It was as if everything was controlled and arranged, your existence, all your behavior trajectories were arranged clearly, like a puppet.

Dijiang seemed to notice Yuanlian's worry, and comforted him softly: "Daoyou, don't worry, Father God created the world and turned into the wilderness. In his eyes, you and me are no different, we are just creatures of the wilderness."

Yuanlian suddenly realized and laughed at himself in his heart.

Yes, the realm of Pangu the Great Venerable cannot be measured by common sense. Perhaps he really doesn't care about his existence at all.

In the eyes of Pangu the Great Venerable, perhaps the Chaos Demon God is no different from a speck of dust, and his Yuanlian is even more of a speck of dust.

Is it necessary for Pangu the Great Venerable to plot against him?

Although Dijiang's words were euphemistic, the meaning was very clear, that is, his Yuanlian was not worth Pangu the Great Venerable's thoughts at all, and even a glance at him was a great honor.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for laughing." Yuanlian showed a little embarrassment.

Dijiang smiled indifferently, "So, you can believe that my Wu clan will not be your enemy."

"As for more reasons, I can't tell you. The less you know, the safer you are."

"The water of the prehistoric world is very deep. At least you have to prove the Daluo to be qualified to leave."

Yuanlian looked solemn and nodded heavily, saying, "Thank you for your preaching, fellow Daoist, I understand."

Listen to others' advice and eat a full meal.

This principle is universal in ancient and modern times.

It seems that this prehistoric world is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. In the depths of the ancient times, too many secrets are hidden.

After a casual chat, Dijiang also said goodbye and left.

Yuanlian was the only one left in the huge room.

"My cultivation level is still too low. I need to break through Taiyi as soon as possible!" He thought secretly in his heart.

Today's conversation with Dijiang made him feel a deep sense of crisis.

This prehistoric world is too dangerous. It is far from the so-called catastrophe on the surface. It is not as simple as the three tribes fighting for hegemony in the prehistoric world.