The dark witch wand has no luster at all, but the terrifying mental impact is like a landslide and tsunami hitting the depths of the soul, directly questioning the deepest thoughts in the heart.
Yu Mu and Feng Xing were sweating like raindrops all over their bodies, their eyes were straight, and they immediately fell to their knees and bowed to the witch staff respectfully.
With his eyes widened, Yu Mu murmured to himself: "Yu Mu has no father, no mother, no relatives. It was the Witch Palace who raised Yu Mu. Yu Mu will protect the human race forever and will never betray him. The gods of heaven and earth are above, and the ancestral spirits are As proof, Yu Mu will never do anything in his life that is sorry for Lord Wenming, sorry for the elders, sorry for the Witch Palace, and sorry for the Pusaka human race."
Feng Xing trembled all over, and his linen clothes quickly became wet with sweat.
Green light flashed in his eyes, and he stared straight at the witchcraft staff and shouted sternly: "O gods of heaven and earth, as evidenced by the ancestral spirits of the Yi God Department, Fengxing will never do anything to disgrace the human race. He will protect the human race forever and will never betray him. ... But Fengxing must avenge his father and mother!"
Si Wenming's eyes flashed with cold light. He stared at Feng Xing and shouted sternly: "I will only kill your enemies and never harm the human race. Can you do it?"
Feng Xing's body trembled slightly, and then his eyes became extremely critical: "Yes!"
Si Wenming laughed suddenly, and the elders around him also nodded with smiles and said "good".
Only Ji Hao, the spiritual impact released by the witch's staff was like a roaring tsunami. The overwhelming spiritual impact made it impossible for all witches who were not good at using soul power to stand upright in front of him.
Only Ji Hao, whose soul was condensed in the Zifu Golden Pill, was golden, smooth, and far harder than diamond. Despite the soul shocks released by the witch staff coming one after another, Ji Hao also felt the terrible shock, and his body He was also sweating constantly, and there were countless visions happening before his eyes.
But just like the rocks in the tsunami, Ji Hao's soul remained stable and unmoving.
Ji Hao knelt down solemnly and bowed to the witch staff. After kneeling for three times and kowtowing nine times, Ji Hao's golden-red divine light flashed in his eyes and he solemnly said: "Ji Hao is the son of the human race. In this life, Ji Hao will protect the human race forever and will never betray or do anything harmful to the human race."
Ji Hao couldn't explain why he had to salute this dark and tall witch staff, and why he had to bow down three times and kowtow nine times. He just instinctively felt that he should respect this witch wand more.
Not respecting his strength, but respecting his origins and roots.
If you look closely at this witch wand, you will see that it is crooked and twisted, and minus the complex patterns on the outside, it is actually just a spine that is slightly twisted but still upright.
This is a spine, straight and straight, a spine that contains the atmosphere of ancient times and prehistoric times. The blood in Ji Hao's body was boiling, and his soul was rippled by the soul impact released by the witch staff. His body, his blood, and his soul were all rejoicing because of this witch wand. Gradually, there is an inexplicable harmonious atmosphere between the body, blood and soul.
So Ji Hao paid a heavy tribute to this spine. After worshiping it, the inexplicable aura from Ji Hao's body suddenly grew, and it was almost perfectly integrated with the overwhelming aura released from the witch staff.
'Hoo~~~'!
The elders of the Witch Palace present were so discerning that they suddenly noticed the inexplicable aura on Ji Hao's body. They stared at Ji Hao as if they were seeing a savage beast, their eyes full of incredible horror and ecstasy.
Si Wenming also trembled slightly and looked at Ji Hao with surprise, surprise, horror and shock. Squinting his eyes, he carefully recalled Ji Hao's majestic and dignified appearance when he knelt three times and kowtowed nine times. Si Wenming couldn't help but smile: "Ji Hao, I have always been optimistic about you, and now, I am even more optimistic about you!"
Holding the witch staff with both hands and giving it a strong blow, Si Wenming shouted sternly: "As the ancestors of the human race bear witness, from today onwards, Ji Hao, Yu Mu, and Feng Xing will be the wizards of our witch palace, protecting the human race and me forever. Miao Yi!"
Among the human totems behind Si Wenming, the humanoid totem that was more than ten feet tall had thick veins gradually lighting up. The veins stretched out like the roots of an old tree, and the dense veins quickly moved toward the human totem. Expanded in all directions.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks... one thousand sticks, three thousand sticks, five thousand sticks... ten thousand sticks, twenty thousand sticks, thirty thousand sticks...
Ji Hao looked at the human-shaped totem carefully. In the end, 59,472 meridians lit up inside the human-shaped totem. Ji Hao knew very well that this was all the secret art of pulse expansion mastered by the inner palace of the Witch Palace.
There are more than 59,000 veins, many times more than the power veins inherited by major tribes, but it is less than half of all the veins that humans actually have. I don’t know how much effort the Wudian has put in. Generations of elders from the Wudian have devoted themselves to studying to achieve such an achievement.
"Since you are the wizard of my inner palace, you should pass on the method of expanding the pulse." Si Wenming said very seriously: "Swear a blood oath to the ancestors and never leak the secret method of expanding the pulse. This is the only way. The supreme secret book that can only be obtained by the wizard of my inner palace!"
Ji Hao, Yu Mu, and Feng Xing bit their tongues and swore a blood oath never to reveal the secret method of expanding the pulse of the Witch Palace.
This blood oath would be a huge constraint on Yu Mu and Feng Xing, but it would have no meaning on Ji Hao.
"Good!" Si Wenming laughed and nodded to the elders of the Witch Palace standing around. These elders laughed one after another. They flicked their fingers, and a drop of blood flew up and poured into the witch staff in Si Wenming's hand.
Then they shouted in unison, and all kinds of bright lights spewed out from their mouths, pouring into the witch's staff like a waterfall.
The dark witch wand was filled with light, and countless star patterns gradually lit up. Finally, the witch staff made a loud clang sound and shot out three rays of strong light continuously into the bodies of Ji Hao, Yu Mu, and Feng Xing.
The three people's bodies suddenly made a "chichi" sound, and three strong lights followed their veins, traveling rapidly according to the light and shadow of the veins that lit up in the human totem's body. Yu Mu and Feng Xing's bodies trembled slightly. In addition to the new veins that Ji Hao opened for them, they had three thousand new veins that were opened up.
Moreover, the witch acupoints in these veins light up one by one and are constantly opened up. In each newly opened vein, a new witch acupoint is completely opened. They suddenly opened up three thousand more witch caves!
"The inner hall of the Witch Palace has mastered fifty-nine thousand, four hundred and seventy-two secrets of vein expansion. If you join the inner hall, you will be rewarded with three thousand new veins for free. From now on, your status will be completely different from that of the apprentices in the outer hall."
Si Wenming said seriously: "The remaining secret art of expanding pulses is the supreme secret code condensed with the hard work of countless elders of the Witch Palace. If you want to exchange it, just exchange it with your merits!"
Following Si Wenming's words, a burst of light and shadow flashed inside the witch staff, and three heavy black tokens flew out and landed gently on Ji Hao's hands. The simple shape and exquisitely decorated patterns bear the names and real figures of Ji Hao and the other three. From then on, they are no longer apprentices of the witch palace, but elite wizards of the inner palace.
(End of chapter)