When the phantom drew that finger, another illusory image appeared in front of Ji Hao's eyes. These were the stories hidden deep in the blood of the human race, the stories that the ancestors of the ancient human race had encountered.
Among the vast mountains, there is a towering mountain peak, most of which is covered with snow. On the top of the mountain, hundreds of towering giant trees naturally grew into a huge chair. A thousand-foot-tall Cihe old man was sitting on the big chair with rising green energy. He lowered his head and looked at a man kneeling on the ground with pity. White-haired old man.
"Humans, how can your weak body withstand any force?"
"Although I have mastered the way of life and can understand the life, death and decay of all plants, I can't help you."
"Your bodies are too weak. Although there are veins in your body, what can those completely blocked and extremely fragile veins do? You can't even withstand the smallest input of heaven and earth energy, and I can't give you a powerful one here. Dharma door.”
The white-haired old man was naked, with a few tattered leaves wrapped around his waist, and the light of wisdom shone in his deeply sunken eyes.
He looked at the huge old man in front of him and prayed respectfully: "The Emperor of Heaven in the East, the most benevolent emperor in the world, our human race is too weak, but the beasts and other monsters in the mountains and forests are getting stronger and stronger. If you can't help us, then our human race will really perish."
After a long silence, the old man sitting in the chair slowly stood up, raised the heavy wooden staff in his hand, and shook it slightly.
"I am a life that condenses the essence of heaven and earth. Although I have thought of a way to help you, I can't do anything myself because I have the same body as you, but no flesh and blood!"
"People, go and pray for those powerful beings. Pray for those powerful beings who are flesh and blood and have a trace of goodwill in their hearts. The strong hope of your human race lies in them! If you can get their gifts and their protection, you There is always hope for the human race to survive.”
The wooden stick in the old man's hand spurted out a stream of green energy, leaving a cyan mark on the forehead of the old man kneeling on the ground.
"This is the secret method passed down by bloodline. Teach it to all human races in the world. Then, it will depend on your luck."
Ji Hao's eyes flashed with golden red light, and he suddenly woke up from that illusion. He remembered the scenes he had seen when he was unconscious. The ancestors of the Golden Crow tribe prayed for the help of the ancient Golden Crow, and obtained their life essence and blood from them, which opened up the source of power of the Golden Crow tribe. The root of all this is from This old man with green energy all over his body
The Emperor of Heaven in the East
Dongfang, Jiamu, is that the legendary Qing Emperor
But soon, the violent shock coming from the body made Ji Hao unable to think anymore. There are only dozens of main meridians in the human body, and God knows how many other medium, small and extremely tiny meridians there are.
But today Ji Hao knew that for a pure human race, the meridians in the body were counted together. From the top of the head to the toes, from the internal organs to the skin, from the bone marrow to the blood vessels, there were a total of 129,000 meridians that could circulate witchcraft power. Sixteen hundred items.
Exactly one dollar!
Some of these meridians are extremely tiny, so small that even Ji Hao's spiritual thoughts cannot detect their existence.
But as Xuying moved his finger, the meridians all over Ji Hao's body shook violently, and all the meridians, large and small, emitted a faint light at the same time, and even the tiniest meridians, which were only one ten thousandth of the thickness of a hair, In the middle, there are more or less two or three extremely subtle witch points flickering.
The majestic witchcraft power emitted by the Golden Crow Totem is constantly infusing these extremely fine veins. The extremely small veins gradually light up and expand, just like the heaven and earth are opening up. Some veins that are completely bonded together gradually become flexible. Powerful, gradually becoming smooth and agile.
Tiny bits of witchcraft power began to flow in these veins. As the witchcraft power flowed, the essence and blood in Ji Hao's body continued to flow into these veins, nourishing and strengthening them so that they could accommodate more and stronger witchcraft power. .
For a moment, all the veins in Ji Hao's body were unblocked, and Ji Hao felt as if he had turned into an empty black hole, in desperate need of more and more powerful witchcraft power.
Compared with the initial state when more than two hundred Golden Crow veins were completely filled, Ji Hao roughly estimated that all the meridians in his body are now smooth. These meridians are large or small, long or short, and the amount of witchcraft power that can be accommodated is also There may be more or less, but overall calculation, the total amount of witchcraft power that can be accommodated by the meridians in his body now should be more than three hundred times what it was just now!
If in this state, all the meridians are filled with witchcraft power, and then such a huge witchcraft power is used to open witchcraft holes, then the witchcraft power contained in each of Ji Hao's witchcraft holes will be three hundred times that before!
Ji Hao, who is also a great witch who has just made a breakthrough, has become a great witch with his current physical foundation. His strength is three hundred times that of himself who broke through with his current physical foundation!
Invincible at the same level!
Absolutely invincible at the same level!
Ji Hao felt that the hairs all over his body stood up one by one. This was such a terrifying strength gap!
His current background is compared to the ancestors who received the complete Golden Crow inheritance in ancient times. At the same level of cultivation, his strength is at least dozens of times that of those ancestors! In other words, as long as Ji Hao continues his cultivation smoothly, his future achievements will definitely surpass all the ancestors of the Golden Crow Tribe!
"Good intentions, bad things!" Xuying sighed rumbled: "The first Qing Emperor in the world was a chaotic good man who wanted to help people, but led them astray. But after all, he saved the human race at that time , I don’t know how to calculate this account.”
"Who said that human veins are weak and cannot withstand the power of heaven and earth? The human body can tolerate the cultivation methods of all divine beasts and divine birds. Doesn't this mean that the human race is one of the most potential ethnic groups in the world? The weakness of the natural veins, It can be strengthened the day after tomorrow, but once the cultivation method goes astray, it will be difficult to correct it."
"That Si Wenming... is on the right track."
The shadow murmured softly, and then gradually dispersed, leaving a final sentence: "Just think of a way to cover up the fact that all the meridians in your body are unblocked... Before you are as powerful as Si Wenming, don't Let anyone know that you broke through the confinement of the Golden Crow bloodline!"
Ji Hao remained silent. The Golden Crow Totem had stopped pouring witchcraft power into Ji Hao. He landed gently on the ground, crossed his hands on his chest, and bowed to the ancestral temple and the Golden Crow Totem.
All the veins in the body lit up with a faint red light. Although the light of most of the veins was still very dim, far inferior to the more than two hundred Golden Crow veins, Ji Hao had already seen the infinite possibilities.
New context, correct path, Ji Hao felt the 'empty' body and smiled softly.
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