09 trumpet Zhang Yang was "unconscious" for thirty minutes.
This was really a long thirty minutes, because he himself knew that although these Xing clan members looked stupid, big, and thick, as if they were missing a string in their brains, in fact they were as smart as foxes.
That is to say, their clan has become what they are now because they are burdened with the negative aura of being hunted by the Big Flying Mozi Curse, so if his acting skills are seen through, he will have no choice but to run away.
Fortunately, when he opened his eyes again and 'woke up', everything was still normal. His fiancée, who was nine meters tall and weighed ninety-eight tons, was staring at him affectionately and with tears in her eyes. , the distance between the two sides was only a few centimeters of extremely dangerous distance.
But Zhang Yang still restrained himself from a series of horrific symptoms such as the hair on his body standing on end, retching, nausea, stomach pain, headache, joint pain, femoral head necrosis, etc. His eyes showed a combination of shock, surprise, joy and many other emotions.
"Are you-ok?"
"Well, it's all good, husband. From now on, you are the supreme patriarch of the Xing clan." The strong, tall and touching princess said with tears in her eyes, "Wait a minute, it's agreed that he belongs to the fiancé, and he has the blood of the Witch clan." Recovery is too overbearing.
Zhang Yang was too frightened to move, but he quickly said in an excited tone:
"No, there is no more Xing Clan. From today on, there is only the Ancient War Witch Clan."
He will never forget serious things, and bringing together the ancient war witch clan is his real purpose.
"Okay, it's time to completely restore our clan's former glory. If we hesitate any longer, we will really be exterminated." The stout princess seemed to have made a decision, and took out a personal item and handed it to Zhang Yang.
"Husband, this is a core ancestral lineage passed down by our family from ancient times. It was a part of the Heart of the Earth. It carries the hope of our ancient war witch clan, but now I hope to use this core ancestral lineage. Heal your husband’s wounds and then lead us out of this shadow of despair.”
"Core - core ancestral lineage?"
This time Zhang Yang was really shocked. As a guy who has a deep understanding of the history of the ancient witch clan, and also a guy who has a limited understanding of the core properties of the fourth sequence, he understands what the core ancestral lineage means, because even if The Sword Immortal Civilization on the Juche side does not yet have a similar core line.
Let's put it this way, the core ancestral lineage of the ancient witch clan is similar to the emperor's throne in the mortal world. It is an extremely noble privilege and is something highly recognized by the passage of time.
As for why, it's very simple.
Any civilization living in the fourth sequence must survive a time catastrophe before it is eligible to obtain the core leyline.
Only after surviving two time catastrophes can one be qualified to obtain a core ancestral line.
It can be represented by the simplest data.
After a great catastrophe of time, the core earth veins of heaven and earth were generated by themselves, and the life span of heaven and earth reached 500 million years.
After two great catastrophes of time, the core ancestral veins of heaven and earth were born, and the lifespan of heaven and earth reached five billion years.
After three catastrophes of time, the core divine veins of heaven and earth were generated by themselves, and the life span of heaven and earth reached 50 billion years.
As for what will happen to a civilization that has experienced four or more time catastrophes, Zhang Yang doesn't know.
In short, even the incomplete core ancestral lineage has extraordinary value.
At this moment, Zhang Yang was about to accept the precious gift tremblingly, but the princess stepped aside to let the white-bearded wizard behind her.
At this moment, the old guy was staring at Zhang Yang with eyes as deep as the sea of wisdom, and then slowly said, "Xingtian, where did the secret technique you just used come from? As the custodian of the ancient war witchcraft, witchcraft, witchcraft, witchcraft and power, I am the great witch. However, they never knew that my Zhanwu clan had relevant secret techniques."
Hearing this, Zhang Yang groaned in his heart. Sure enough, these guys are not easy to fool. Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have overturned at this moment.
"It's true," Zhang Yang showed a hint of shame, "Great witch, you are right. What I just used was not my method of fighting witches, but the method I used to fight witches from a place in the far north. It was obtained from the ruins. At that time, many strange things were suppressed under the ruins. Unfortunately, there are only fragments of this method, otherwise I would be like today—ahem!"
Following a violent coughing up of blood, Zhang Yang actually took out a strange black skull with one horn. This skull did not belong to the Xing tribe. It really had many complicated seals engraved on it, and it had a vast and ancient feel to it. The meaning flows from it, and it is something extraordinary at first glance. As for whether others can comprehend it, it has nothing to do with him. Anyway, he has comprehended it himself.
The white-bearded wizard took the black skull, and the seriousness in his expression finally relaxed. It was obvious that his suspicion of Zhang Yang had begun to disappear.
And after the old man consulted for a while and still couldn't figure it out, he asked: "Now that evil spirits are raging, can you teach me your method of suppressing evil spirits?"
Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I am willing to report back to the great wizard, but I still don't know how I learned it in the first place. It's like a dream. In addition, I don't think this is some kind of secret magic power. It's more like It’s some kind of sacrifice that requires the sacrifice of longevity to activate it.”
When Zhang Yang said this, the great wizard and the other wizards looked at each other, as if they had thought of something, and then nodded to the princess.
"Your Highness, if things are really as Xing Tian said, then this method of suppressing evil is probably from the hands of the sworn enemies of my Zhanwu clan, the Yan clan, because this one-horned skull is the characteristic of the Yan clan. They are here There are unique ways to counteract the curse, but it is a pity that when I, the Zhanwu Clan, transformed into the Punishing Clan and searched for clues about the wanderings of the Yan Clan in the void, I plunged into this place of death, and the Yan Clan had already become the blood of the ancient god. Food."
The great wizard was indeed the smartest and most knowledgeable. In just a few words, he found the foundation and determined the nature of the matter. Only then did the stout princess completely believe it.
Zhang Yang looked on with a 'weak' cold eye, but he just sneered in his heart. Sure enough, love and other things are here to deceive people. What the princess said just now is really good acting. Fortunately, his moral conduct is better, and he will be the god of plague. Yin pushed to the curse of the tired clan.
As for those damn heads of the Xing Clan, they are antiques that were discovered by other accounts many years ago. After all, they are all spy accounts responsible for gathering intelligence. Not only are they responsible for figuring out the origin of the Xing Clan, they also need to find out more about it. The civilization before the Xing people, and then infer the rules and reality of the ancient gods' game.
Therefore, in terms of understanding of the Yan clan, he is definitely better than this great wizard. After all, he has never been alone.
"Husband, can this evil-suppressing method be permanent, at least semi-permanent, and able to last for a period of time? After all, there are still many people of the same race who are suffering from the cursed plague. Every time I think about this, my heart breaks."
At this time, the stout princess sat on the bed again, holding Zhang Yang's hand that was also rough and huge with her huge hand and asked sadly, tears as big as watermelons fell down, making Zhang Yang's clothes flutter, and soon It's all wet.
Zhang Yang cursed in his heart, but at this moment he showed a resolute expression, tears as big as watermelons rolled out uncontrollably, and he choked up as if his throat was on fire: "My wife, please don't cry, I will risk this." Life - I'm afraid it can't be done. That method requires at least a sacrifice of five million years of life. But now, I only have a few decades of life left. I can't have children with you. I will die. Don’t close your eyes!”
"Can the sacrifice of five million years of longevity be permanently solidified and suppress evil?" The white-bearded wizard on the side once again entered the scene. Uncle Drafter, didn't you see our watermelons rolling all over the floor
Zhang Yang maintained a sad angle of 90 degrees looking at the sky, and his watermelon-sized tears shrank back. After all, his tears were only shed for the woman he loved. As a licking circle, I am honored, I - vomit, especially I can’t edit it anymore.
"No." Zhang Yang shook his head sadly, "Five million years of sacrifice can only cure evil for three years. I'm sorry, I'm so useless—"
Tears as big as watermelon burst out again.
Xigua: I guess, I am provoking someone! ! !
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, he looked at the black one-horned skull again. The white-bearded wizard and the stout princess looked at each other, and they both saw something called meat buns in their eyes. No, they couldn't bear to let the child get away. The perseverance of the wolf, strong, determined, resolute, nutty!
"Husband, are you willing to die for me?"
The stout princess pressed on Zhang Yang's body again, her voice filled with grief.
Zhang Yang: I've been crushed to death by you, okay
Tears as big as watermelons rolled out again.
"I... I am willing! As long as you can live, I will be satisfied."
Zhang Yang smiled happily.
"Now, this core ancestral vein is fused by you. The power of the ancestral vein can lend you 30 million years of life. How long can it be solidified this time?"
Whitebeard infiltrated again. Of course, considering that Zhang Yang was dying and unconscious at the moment, it was understandable.
"Thirty million years, probably, no, it can be permanently solidified for three hundred years! And it can cover the entire royal city, but I don't know—I don't know how many clan members can be saved in time. I, I'm so sad!"
Zhang Yang sobbed and cried, this time tears as big as a pan fell out. I'm sorry, he was too excited.
The amount of life spent by the main body in order to carve a complete Plague God Seal, the total is less than two million, and what is obtained is a permanent Plague God Seal that can cover the entire world, and now - tsk tsk tsk tsk.
The princess and the bearded wizards once again made eye contact.
"Your Highness, we must do this. If we delay any longer, my clan of war witches will be completely extinct, and—"
The great wizard's voice suddenly disappeared, but it was secretly communicating with the princess, probably discussing the possibility of Zhang Yang taking away the core ancestral line and running away.
But without their discussion, Zhang Yang himself knew that he would not be able to escape. The core ancestral line would not really be handed over to him, but he might be given some authority. What authority? Super shareholder.
At that time, he will be able to share enough longevity from his core ancestral lineage.
This is the correct way to open it.
After all, no one is stupid.
Therefore, he also had to carve out a small Plague God Seal that could be solidified for a long time.
Theoretically, this is impossible. The God of Plague Seal must be completely carved within the specified time, otherwise it will dissipate.
But Zhang Yang has his own way. As long as he can maintain the Plague God Seal for three to five days, when the main body kills the Plague God's Heart, the power of the big droplets will automatically perish and dissipate. By then, the stout princess will still have a big white beard. How could they know the truth? At most, they think that this method of suppressing evil is so awesome that it has given our world a new lease of life.
Then Zhang Yang used the empty-handed method to obtain assets worth at least ten million years of life at the cost of less than one hundred thousand years of life. I will ask you whether the subject is convinced.
Hey, am I too good
So what, the main body, quickly step aside and give way to others!