The witch said that Wucheng sent people to greet him, not just to greet him, and asked Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo to deal with it carefully.
"The temple priests in Wucheng can discover the existence of Jiuyuan, and they can also feel the birth of a strong man, but they can't judge how strong they are without actual contact. For this reason, every time Wucheng goes out to meet someone who does not belong to When the powerhouses of the various cities are strong, they will send people to find out his background first. You can take it as a qualification test for going to the Nine Cities Gathering. Only those who pass can be picked up, and those who fail are not worthy of being witches. The city specially added a seat for him."
Soon, the facts told Yan Mo and the two that what the curse witch said was correct, and the Wucheng envoy showed a vicious momentum when he came.
On the twenty-sixth day of the eighth lunar month, the people of Jiuyuan saw the bone bird.
At first they thought it was one of their own who had returned, but the sharp-eyed soldiers at the sentry found that the bone bird was a bit smaller than the one of the priest, and the shape was also different.
The people at the sentry reported the situation, and soon there were city defense soldiers riding Yingzhao into the sky, approaching the bone bird.
The person in the bone bird sent out a message with spiritual power, revealing his identity, saying that he was a messenger from the holy city.
The city defense fighters were in awe when they heard the word Holy City, and the word had already been passed down, saying that during this period of time, envoys who claimed to be Wucheng or Holy City were likely to visit, so those who received them must show enough respect. .
The city defense fighter shouted against the bone bird with a small horn, telling them to wait for a while when they landed, saying that someone would come to greet them soon.
The people inside the bone bird agreed, but then other city defense fighters who flew up found that the bone bird did not land, but flew towards their sacred temple mountain, and immediately some soldiers flew over to stop it.
"Master Messenger, please stop! In front of me is Jiuyuan Shenshan. No one can pass without permission."
The bone bird ignored it, and flew towards the temple as usual.
When the news passed up layer by layer, Yuan Zhan was discussing with Dashan the location of the first round of autumn hunting this year. Hearing that the envoy from Wucheng did not listen to the advice and flew straight to the temple, his expression immediately sank.
Da Shan frowned, "Where is the priest now?"
Yuan Zhan had already stood up and walked out, "He is now in the temple to help stimulate the warrior's divine blood ability."
That's right, Yan Mo is now in the temple, helping Heiqi awaken his divine blood ability with his master. Unlike usual, Yan Mo learned to curse with the curse witch, now Yan Mo is the main force, and the curse witch follows suit.
Hei Qi is the elder brother of Yan Mo's body. Originally, if the ability of the Yanshan tribe could be awakened, it would be very useful to Jiuyuan, but because of Heixiang's betrayal, and many people of the Yanshan tribe wanted to grab food To escape, Yan Mo never helped any of them awaken their ability.
Hei Qi was the first one, but just like that, Yan Mo also observed the other party for five years, and felt that the other party was loyal to Jiu Yuan and had good diplomatic skills. After Yuan Zhan actively recommended him, he decided to help him Inspire the divine blood.
Unlike previous years, now stimulating the warrior's divine blood ability has become one of Jiuyuan's special means of rewarding warriors, and warriors who are not particularly loyal and have made great contributions cannot receive this almost miraculous special reward.
Usually Jiuyuan people can learn the basic training method when they enter school or military academy, and those who have learned the basic training method are more likely to stimulate the divine blood ability in their bodies than before, but not everyone can stimulate it, on the contrary , so far, the number of people who can naturally stimulate the ability of divine blood is still very small, almost a hundred to one ratio.
Although the curse witch said that such a ratio is already a huge proportion among various human forces, it is considered very good for a general human tribe to have one blood warrior out of a thousand people, and the city forces are the same.
And every soldier inspired by Yan Mo himself has awakened the ability of the blood. In other words, as long as he wants, he can turn everyone in Jiuyuan into a blood warrior, but the ability of each person after awakening will be determined according to the individual. Physique and height vary.
In the words of the witch, this is an ability that should not exist at all! If others know, Yan Mo's end will definitely not be praised as a god, but will be killed by all the priests in the upper city - any ability that is too high will only make people fear.
At the beginning of the war, Yuan Zhan didn't know how powerful Yan Mo's ability was. After hearing what the witch said, he began to strictly restrict Yan Mo's ability to help soldiers activate their divine blood.
Yan Mo himself didn't intend to completely break the balance of this world. He only needed the ratio of Jiuyuan's sacred-blood fighters to be stronger than other forces, which happened to be the requirement of the curse witch and Yuanzhan. It has become a super-difficult miracle, and it is said that it needs to sacrifice to the gods for seven days and pay a huge price, so it may not be successful.
As for the previous 100% success cases, Yan Mo said that the people who have been inspired are all with strong blood. He just saw it and helped them awaken in advance. No one in Jiuyuan questioned this.
Of course, Hide, Fukaya and the others are not fools, they have already passed the age passed down by their clansmen to be able to self-awaken the power of divine blood, so they know very well that without the help of their priests, they will not be able to awaken for the rest of their lives Divine blood ability.
But these people who were inspired by the divine blood ability in the first few batches can be said to be the most loyal fighters of Yan Mo and Jiuyuan. Even if they knew that the priest was hiding his magical ability, they would not tell it to the outside world, even I wish the priest could hide his abilities deeper.
And this is also the reason why Yan Mo spent a lot of time researching pure force cultivation methods. After many experiments, he found that the training method given to him by the guide can be used universally at the elementary level. After the intermediate level, non-sacred-blood fighters only need to remove the part of spiritual power training and remove some energy flow routes that are not needed, so it can be used by pure force fighters .
Because of this research result, Yan Mo was reduced by 20,000 scum points.
Compared with the beginning, the reduced scum value of 20,000 people is really not much. This is the case when he has reached the third level of the saint achievement, and the scum value reduction has doubled.
Yan Mo thinks, judging from the amount of scum value reduction, the guide recognizes his efforts, but doesn't seem to particularly approve of his improvement of human strength. You see, he took all the effort to activate a person's divine blood ability, but only reduced it by one hundred points, and doubled it by only two hundred points. But the same goes for the demerits he gave to a dying horned ox or a pheasant.
"Master Ding! There are bone birds flying towards us from outside! They are not our own, and the city guards didn't stop them." The guards of the temple rushed in to send a message.
Upon hearing this, Ding Ning said, "Come on, follow me out to have a look."
In the hall, Yan Mo, who was compiling the herb collection, raised his head. Others thought he was retreating to inspire people with the ability of divine blood. In fact, he was already familiar with that job. Can do their own thing.
He didn't hear the voice of the soldiers outside, he raised his head because he felt a powerful and unfriendly soul power.
The soul power shot into the temple unceremoniously, as if looking for and observing something.
In the past five years, Yan Mo's physical strength has not been obvious, but since he mastered the real sacrificial dance without a teacher, his soul power growth seems to have no bottleneck. After five years, even he himself does not know his own soul power What level is it? His master said three years ago that he could no longer see his soul power level. It wasn't that his soul power level exceeded ten, but that his soul power seemed to have undergone a mutation, and it was difficult to use the level to determine. limit.
The most interesting thing is that if it is a soul power user below the ninth level, it depends on his own level. Only those with strong soul power above the tenth level will find that his soul power is abnormal, and they will not be able to see his soul power level.
Yan Mo didn't move, with his master around, that unscrupulous guy outside was purely looking for death.
really! A huge wave of soul power shot out from the inner hall like a sharp arrow, followed by the curse witch's loud voice: "Where are you idiots, come to my apprentice to show off!"
Yan Mo laughed silently, put down the hard pen, got up and walked out of the hall.
The small bone bird outside landed crookedly on the square in front of the temple.
Ding Ning and the temple guards stood in front of the temple, staring at the bone bird.
When Yan Mo came out with Ding Fei and other guards, the inside of the bone bird reacted.
A tall, thin young man with a face as long as a horse walked out from behind the bone bird's tail with a pale face. The slaves around him tried to help him, but he pushed him away.
Behind the horse-faced man, besides the attendant with the mark of a slave on his forehead, was followed by a man dressed similarly to him and four warriors.
The horse-faced man's clothes are not gorgeous, but very simple, very stylish, the color is blue, and there is a huge purple crystal hanging around his neck. His fingers are abnormally long, and his arms are longer than his knees.
The man who was also wearing blue cloth was slightly older, about thirty-five or sixteen, with a beard and a kind expression.
The sorcerer also came out of the inner hall shaking and shaking.
The horse-faced man seemed to know the curse witch. Enduring the pain, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, bent down and performed a priestly ceremony to the curse witch, "The glory of the gods is shining, and the god servant horse has seen the curse witch first."
The bearded man also saluted the Curse Witch, "God Servant Lu Shi has seen Mr. Curse Witch."
The witch looked at the two of them up and down, "Are you high-level servants?"
"Yes." They both answered in unison.
Yan Mo remembered what the witch had said about the Wucheng Temple. The Wucheng Temple was different from other temples in other cities. She only had twelve priests, and the following were all god servants. The god servants were divided into three levels, from low to high. In Wucheng Temple, the ability of a high-level servant is often equivalent to that of a high priest in the upper city, so these high-level servants will receive the highest reception wherever they go.
Ma Xian straightened his body, and said with strong dissatisfaction in his expression: "Master Curse, others don't know, you should be very clear why we came here. Now that you hurt me, how do we know whether the strong here is qualified to go to my holy place?" city?"
The curse witch rolled his eyes, "Isn't there still a god attendant and four god warriors?"
Ma Xiannu said, "You!"
Lu Shi coughed heavily, as if reminding him, he said, "This is Mr. Curse Witch."
Ma Xian snorted coldly, "So what? He was driven out of the Holy City Temple long ago!"
Lu Se frowned, and looked at Ma Xian dissatisfied.
Yan Mo raised his eyebrows. Doesn't this horse-faced servant seem to respect the curse witch? He thought that anyone in this world who could recognize the curse witch would be afraid of him.
The curse witch patted Yan Mo, and smiled ironically, "Come on, see, this is probably Kuipa's disciple and grandson, wearing such a big curse-proof crystal, how afraid are you that I will cast a curse on you?"
Quipa? This name... Ah, isn't this our master's big friend in Wucheng? Yan Mo was stunned, no wonder even a god attendant dared to disrespect the witch.
Ma Xian subconsciously held the purple crystal in front of his chest with his hand, and there was a bit of resentment in his eyes, but soon he regained his expression, and said to Yan Mo with a cold face: "Who are you? Where is the leader here? Let He came out to meet me."
Lu Se didn't speak, and the group seemed to be headed by Ma Xian.
Ding Fei and others were very angry when they saw that Ma Xian disrespected the priest. Ding Fei wanted to say something on the spot, but Ding Ning stopped him.
Yan Mo sighed in his heart, everything has its own pros and cons, although it is good for a master to be strong, but the ability to provoke enemies everywhere is also a headache, look, if this Lord God Attendant gives others a heroic test, give them It must be epic level.
The curse witch was very unhappy with Ma Xian's attitude, and he was about to strike after a curse.
Ma Xian looked nervous, and opened his mouth to shout: "If you make another move, it will be a violation of the agreement. No matter how powerful Jiuyuan is, he will no longer be eligible to participate in the Jiucheng party!"
The curse witch's face trembled, and he suddenly let out a low growl, and shouted at Yan Mo: "Go on! Give me the bastard's head in his asshole!"
Yan Mo cleared his throat, and asked the horse-faced god attendant on the opposite side with no expression on his face: "Should we beat you, beat you to the ground, and we can go to Wucheng?"
"Who are you?" Ma Xian looked at him with disdain and vigilance, and asked again.
"I am Priest Jiuyuan."
"So young? Tell your high priests to come out." Ma Xian didn't pay attention to Yan Mo, who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.
Yan Mo said slowly: "We also have rules in Jiuyuan, you can only meet other people if you defeat me first."
"Defeat you? I came to see if you have the strength to challenge the Nine Great Upper City. What you want to show me is not only your force, but also the power of weapons, medicine and priests! Since you are a priest, let me Take a look at your ability to refine medicine or your priestly power." Ma Xian said arrogantly.
Yan Mo said in his heart that the overall situation is the most important thing, after passing this test, he will teach this girl a lesson later.
"Okay, I can show you the medicine I made, but how can you tell if I'm..." Before Yan Mo could finish speaking, his color suddenly changed.
On Ma Xian's side, a god warrior suddenly disappeared and reappeared. When he appeared, there was another person in his hand.
Ding Ning!
Ding Ning hated him, he attacked immediately when the god warrior caught him, but his attack was nothing to the god warrior, the flames released by him were wiped out by the man's grasp.
When Ding Ning wanted to attack again, he couldn't move anymore and was caught on the opposite side.
The curse witch's face is also not good, because of the ancient rules, the priests from Wucheng can't help the new forces, otherwise the new forces will lose the qualification to challenge, and in order to prevent this force from growing, Wucheng will take the lead and lead the other eight cities to suppress It is said that this force has such a rule to prevent the priests of Wucheng from being too ambitious.
When Ding Fei saw that his brother was arrested, his eyes were about to pop out of his eye sockets, but at this moment he calmed down instead, and he didn't yell, and he didn't ask the priest to rescue Ding Ning.
The other guards and temple guards all looked at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo looked at Ding Ning, saw that the other party had no trauma, and suddenly smiled gently at the soldier who grabbed Ding Ning, "Excellent."
The soldier also smiled, but that smile was more like an adult teasing a child.
Yan Mo thought to himself: These people don't pay much attention to Jiuyuan at all, maybe they think about it, even if there is a curse witch, and the curse witch has taught his disciples, how much can they learn in five years
The curse witch attached his head and said in Yan Mo's ear: "Boy, do you see that? This is Shangcheng's attitude. The Yincheng and Tucheng you met before are both ranked after the top five in the Nine Cities. Tucheng It has fallen, Yincheng hides secrets, and they all ask for Jiuyuan, so they dare not take it in front of you. But other upper cities... They look at other tribes like they look at ants, feel it first, wait to go Wucheng, you will have a deeper understanding."
Over there, Ma walked over first, grabbed Ding Ning's wrist and scratched it with his long and sharp nails.
Ding Ning's blood flowed out.
Ding Ning's face changed, and his hands clenched into fists. As soon as his body moved, he felt an extra hand on his shoulder.
Yan Mo looked at the other side, and he roughly guessed what the other side was going to do. A disciple of Quipa, he remembered.
Ma first rolled something on Ding Ning's wound, and when the thing was covered with Ding Ning's blood, he nodded to the soldier.
The soldier grabbed Ding Ning and pushed him over.
Ding Ning, who was weak, was pushed to the middle by this thrust, and was hugged by Yan Mo before he fell down.
Ding Fei and others also rushed over, and Yan Mo immediately grabbed Ding Ning's wrist to treat his injury and stop the bleeding. After hemostasis, feel his pulse again.
Ma Xian smiled coldly and asked the slave to fetch a clay basin.
When Yuan Zhan arrived, he happened to see Ma Xian jumping and humming around a brazier, his head shaking uncontrollably, and his hands were placed like an epileptic patient.
"He's casting a spell on Ding Ning." The witch pointed out.
Yuan Zhan nodded and walked to Yan Mo's side.
On the opposite side, the soldier who caught Ding Ning looked at Yuan Zhan with brilliance, "I can feel that you are very strong, very powerful. What level of fighter are you? Are you the leader of this tribe?"
Before Yuan Zhan could answer, Yan Mo said first, "Beat him!"
Yuan Zhan didn't even hesitate, he turned his palm and threw it at the soldier.
The soldier laughed when he heard Yan Mo's voice, but he couldn't laugh immediately, the new guy was super fast, and... don't you want to fight? Master is ready, you will bury me alive as soon as you come up
That's right, the soldier looked at Yuan Zhan and thought that the opponent was going to attack him with something, but he didn't expect that his feet suddenly became empty, he couldn't react in time, and his body fell directly.
But he was fast, and when he realized something was wrong, he immediately jumped up like above. But his speed is fast, and the speed of the soil burial is not slow.
As a result, he only jumped out of the upper body, and was buried in the soil from the chest down.
But the soldier still didn't take this attack seriously, he even praised Yuan Zhan with a smile on his face: "You are capable, you are a soil control fighter? But you can't be trapped..."
I didn't say the last word, the smile on the soldier's face disappeared, and he found that he couldn't break free from the soil that buried him, and the soil seemed to have suction, sucking him down little by little.
The Wucheng fighters next to him didn't make a move. They took this as a test of force. According to the rules, if one fighter makes a move, the others can't make a move.
That soldier is also a good face, obviously he can't make money, but he just doesn't ask for help, and wants to use his ability to break out of the predicament.
His ability is related to speed, and this speed is not only about running fast, if he uses his ability in his hands, when he beats others, others will not be able to see his fists at all. When he uses his ability all over his body, he can disappear in an instant. appear elsewhere.
But his ability has a shortcoming, that is, he must be given a space to accelerate, just like when someone starts running, he will run faster and faster later. He does not need such a long starting distance, but there must be a space for his body to move. The place to get up should not be too big, just about the width of a palm.
But now let alone a slap, his body is tightly packed with soil, and his head has room to move, but he can't let his head go away alone, leaving his body behind, right? Even if he succeeds, he will die!
The warrior is still working hard, as long as his fingers struggle to create a little space in the soil, he can use extremely high speed to break through the soil.
Sudden! The soldier's face changed, and the surrounding soil was tightening. What's worse, there seemed to be something sharp in the soil that was piercing into his body!
"Help me! This guy is too powerful, something is sucking my blood below! I'm going to faint!" The soldier finally couldn't bear it and asked his partner for help.
After Yuan Zhan manipulated the rat-trap vines hidden under the soil of the temple to attack the soldier, he left him alone, because Yan Mo made a move.
Yan Mo has been studying witchcraft for five years, no one knows if he has learned to curse. But Yuan Zhan saw that the witch cursed Yan Mo several times when he had nothing to do, and Yan Mo went from being nervous at the beginning to being relaxed later. Now even if the witch cast a spell on him seriously, he can still do it with a smile on his face. his own business.
"Ma Xian, um." Yan Mo stood up from Ding Ning, he twisted his wrists, turned around, and smiled softly at Ma Xiante, "Son, if it's Kuipa, maybe you can find him for me." It's a bit troublesome, but you should go home, wash and sleep."