"I am ancient. I was born before the emergence of the heavens and the earth, and survived before the beginning of the universe. Before me, there were still celestial beings who wanted to enslave me. Then this celestial being will be destroyed by me!
If I fail, then my descendants will be enemies for generations to come, and for generations to come, vowed to let the world be free of immortals!
Nine drops of soul blood, send me three sons, you wait to lead my ancient people and people, on the day when the three phases of the nine songs come together, waiting for my reincarnation, waiting for my inheritors to appear..."
Wang Lin sat cross-legged in the temple of the ancestor, his body withered and looked like a dry corpse, and his white robe also fell loose at the moment, as if it was draped on his body.
In his mind, there was this voice constantly appearing, and it had been revolving for fifty years. At the beginning, this voice was looming, like a murmur, but as time passed, in Wang Lin's mind, this The sound became stronger, as if roaring.
Especially now, as if someone was constantly roaring in his ears, the sky-defying and unwillingness revealed in that roar made Wang Lin's blood boil and burn.
In the burning of his whole body's blood, his body seemed unbearable, as if being refined, withered continuously until now, like a wreck.
But there is no slight feeling of weakness. On the contrary, it faintly contains an astonishing vitality and strength. It seems that one day, when Wang Lin's body returns to normal again, the moment he entered this ancestral temple at the same time. The power of the physical body will reach an extremely astonishing degree of horror.
The ancient tribe suffered three damages and seven calamities, and the third damage had three calamities. In addition to the ancient veins and blood, there was also the ancient three-pointed god! Under the division, the ancient people can get a surge in the power of the ancient people when they go through this catastrophe.
Many ancient tribesmen, as long as they have the 27-star sanctification, have experienced these three losses and seven calamities in their lives, especially the last two calamities of the third loss. They must be in the ancestral temples of all races. Can come and pass.
But with the difference of individuals, each person's promotion and good fortune are different.
For fifty years, Wang Lin always sat there cross-legged, almost motionless, letting the voice in his ear continue to whirl, and finally after the prince of Jidu left in front of the temple, Wang Lin felt it in his body. The three losses and the second calamity are signs of coming.
The roar in that ear became more and more intense, and the blood in his body boiled and burned even more fiercely. A feeling of heat slowly erupted from his body and filled his whole body.
"The ancient three-part god..." Wang Lin murmured. From the stone tablet here, he learned that the so-called ancient three-part god did not divide its original spirit into three parts.
Rather, it is necessary to merge after three splits. Each split requires great pain. Just like San Gong, he needs great perseverance to slowly merge them together before performing the second split. God.
And after each fusion, his soul and body will advance by leaps and bounds, the stronger and stronger, once all three times are over, he will successfully survive the three losses and the second calamity!
There will be no death in this catastrophe, but the focus is on the time to endure the split. The longer the time, the more thorough the split will be, the greater the benefits, and the greatest pain.
Ordinary people can’t bear this kind of pain, and even the royal family can’t hold on for long. Most people who survive this catastrophe often don’t wait until they are completely divided. , There is a difference.
"In the ancient three-pointed god, you can choose to merge at any time..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed.
Throughout the ages, there has not been that kind of person with great perseverance, but although death will not occur in this catastrophe, if the primordial spirit splits completely and completely, it will make the integration difficult and the phenomenon of inability to integrate. Come, there will be death!
Therefore, even the royal family, even people with strong perseverance, would never choose this way, and even if they choose, they often gamble once when they are distracted for the first time, and also in the second time. People who gamble with their lives are extremely rare.
Those who continued to gamble for the third time were even rarer, and almost all died.
Rumor has it that for countless thousands of years, only the strongest immortal gang, the ancient Dao Tianzun, chose to split completely in the third time, and it finally succeeded.
Compared with the three damages and the second calamity, the so-called third calamity can’t actually be called a catastrophe. A reward in the dark.
It may be a trace of memory, it may be a kind of incomplete magical power, or it may be the blood of the extremely pure ancient ancestors... It is even more likely that it will be soul blood...
It's just a little bit of possibility, and it is also a rumor. Most of the posterity made up for hope. It is said that even the ancient Dao Tianzun, in the gift of the ancient ancestor, did not get the slightest possibility in this rumor.
It's just said that the thing obtained by the ancient Dao Datianzun is extremely extraordinary, but no one knows what it is.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, his body slowly trembling in the blood boiling like burning, and bursts of pain emerged, and merged with the roar in his mind, forming a strange force that enveloped him. At the same time as the whole body, he clearly felt that his primordial spirit was gradually showing signs of fragmentation.
"Finally... it started!!" Wang Lin Meng raised his head, his eyes were calm, he waited for this day, waited for fifty years! Whether you can obtain soul blood and whether Li Muwan's body can enter the Primordial God Realm depends on this time the Ancestral Temple Crossing Tribulation!
His primordial spirit, slowly, the traces of fragmentation became heavier and heavier, and at the same time, unimaginable pain suddenly came, but this bit of pain, for Wang Lin's perseverance, he can bear .
However, this is just the beginning!
"If you want to obtain soul blood, you must do your utmost to endure in these three damages and the second calamity, to see where the end of this calamity is!" A trace of determination and determination flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes. , To endure the advent of this catastrophe!
At the moment when Wang Lindu was the ancient three-pointed god, outside the body of the ancient ancestor statue of the ancestral temple where he was located, a ring of ripples appeared out of thin air, and the ripples spread to all directions, almost covering the entire ancient imperial city.
This strange phenomenon immediately attracted the attention of all the people of the origin of the ancient family.
"The ancient ancestor is like a halo of light, this is someone who is trying to survive the damage!"
"Look at the nine auras. This is the ancient three-pointed god in the Second Tribulation of Crossing the Third Loss and the Second Calamity, and it is the first time to be distracted! If it is the second time, it will be the appearance of eighteen auras."
"Strange, the ancestral temple will never be opened for individuals. You have to wait every time. It is organized by the royal family. When the number of people is large, the ancestral temple will be opened once. But I haven't heard of this in the past few years. It's something."
"I don't know this time, how many people are there, and how long they can last. In the past, it mostly ended after a few days."
Regarding the anomaly on the ancient ancestor statue, the Shigu people did not have too many surprises. Obviously, they had seen this kind of thing several times.
But what they didn't know was that when the nine auras of the ancient ancestor statue appeared, the ancient Emperor Shigu and Jidu in the palace all stared away.
"Fifty years... he finally started his first distraction... I don't know how long he can hold on. I have been in the same vein. Someone once spent a year in this first distraction and reached the level of consummation. , I don't know if this person can be so." Shi Gu Huangzun silently looked at the ancient ancestor statue in the distance, and for a long time, he withdrew his gaze.
Jidu is at this moment, also in the palace where he lives, standing by the window, looking into the distance, his wife is by his side, watching with him.
"Foster father..." Ji Du murmured, and his wife took Ji Du's hand and looked at him softly.
Even at this moment, on the pristine mountain outside the imperial city, Song Tian walked out of the retreat, dressed in blue clothes, with his hands on his back, looking at the direction of the imperial city.
"With his cultivation base, the first time he was distracted, he would definitely choose to split completely. In this way, the time would not be short... No matter, I made two secret moves during his retreat back then, although I later recognized that I was the emperor. Respect, but the offense is first after all... and he didn’t pursue it after he came back that year... I was distracted for the first time for the protector of the law, as a repayment." Song Tian took a step forward, his figure disappeared and appeared. At that time, I was outside the ancestral temple in the imperial city, glanced at the ancestral temple, and sat down with his back cross-legged.
"Within a thousand feet of the ancestral temple, it is forbidden for anyone to step in, and offenders will die!" Song Tian's spiritual thoughts spread out, lingering in all directions.
When Wang Lin was in that ancestral temple, he felt the arrival of Song Tian and his words outside the ancestral temple when he was suffering from the split of the primordial spirit, and he knew that this person had the idea of protecting the law.
He took a deep breath, and a divine thought whispered in Song Tian's ear.
"Thank you!"
"No, Song only splits the law for you for the first time, eliminating the act of shooting back then." Song Tian did not look back, but glanced at the sky, pondered for a moment, ignored it, and closed his eyes.
At the moment when Wang Lin's spiritual mind was withdrawn, he suddenly shook his body and raised his head violently. With his current cultivation base, even if he had great discomfort due to the first distraction, he still felt that, On the curtain of that day, there was a figure looking at this place silently.
Wang Lin was familiar with that figure.
"Master..." Wang Lin murmured. He understood that Master would not leave the Daogu line for no reason and come here, and the arrival of this moment is obviously to be here when he is three-pointed and weak. Its protector.
In the sky, Xuan Luo looked down, at the ancient ancestor statue and the ancestor temple in the ancient royal city of Shi, he seemed to be able to faintly feel the breath of Wang Lin.
He has a smile on his face and his eyes are soft.
"You are stronger than Master, the only thing Master can do is to protect you when you are distracted and weak."