Witch God Temple.
A lump of earth protrudes from the ground, and a head emerges.
Yang Xuan looked around and saw that the strange pig that was desperately chasing after him finally disappeared.
"This guy is so vindictive, he has been chasing me for a whole year!"
Since entering Witch God Temple, I have encountered too many strange monsters. A few of them have only a few words recorded in the classics, such as Chongming, Feiyi, and Suzaku.
Ancient alien species, Eastern Divine Continent are also spread.
There are more that cannot be recognized at all, a giant eagle with a cry of a baby, a strange cow with one leg that spits thunder, a strange bird with three heads and six tails...
Yang Xuan tried to communicate, but it turned out that the beasts, whose strength was comparable to that of the Demon King and Demon Emperor, did not have any intelligence and only relied on their natural instincts to cultivate and hunt.
A year ago, Yang Xuan killed a four-tusked green-skinned wild boar. However, his parents found him before he could eat it, and he escaped for a whole year before getting rid of it.
"We'll be at the bottom of the mountain soon!"
Yang Xuan Looking at the nearby mountain peaks, I couldn't help but sigh at how big Witch God Temple is. It covers an area of thousands of miles, just like a small world.
"The witch god is comparable to the True Immortal in the upper world. Could it be that the immortals have such great Divine Ability that mediates creation?"
Gathering his mind, Yang Xuan hurried on quietly, carefully avoiding strange beasts, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain a month later.
Looking up at the peak that reaches straight into the sky, it is like a pillar connecting heaven and earth, immortality and mortals. I don't know how high it is, and I don't know where it will end.
There are steps on the side of the Tianzhu, one step at a time, obviously not for people.
Yang Xuan stepped forward and suddenly felt an extra pressure on his body. After careful sensing, the pressure was equal to his body weight.
One more step and the pressure doubles.
After climbing more than a hundred steps in a row, I gained exactly a hundred times more weight.
"Is this a test? Each level weighs twice as much. If there are 100,000 levels and tens of millions more kilograms of weight, then the only thing left is physical training."
"Sure enough, Witch Clan values physical fitness!"
Yang Xuan looked happy. He couldn't figure out how his senior brother from the outside could affect the selection within Witch God Temple. After all, he still had to strive for self-improvement.
The steps up front are brisk, but start to slow down after reaching 10,000 steps.
After reaching 100,000 steps, Yang Xuan stops every step. He has to rest for a long time after reaching 100 steps. He cannot reach 10,000 steps in a month.
"The test of the Witch God is indeed not easy. After walking a hundred thousand steps, I still can't see the end of the Tianzhu!"
Yang Xuan looked down and behind him, and saw that the depth was bottomless. Standing at a height of 100,000 feet and looking far into the distance, a small half of Witch God Temple fell into his sight.
"There are actually undulating mountains, not a complete plain."
After looking at it for a long time, Yang Xuan looked puzzled and felt that Witch God Temple seemed a little familiar.
"Could it be influenced by inherited memories?"
After resting for half a day, continue climbing up. The endless steps are like the boundless heaven waiting for Yang Xuan to explore.
Witch God Temple There will be no night for ten days.
Yang Xuan I don't know how long I have been climbing, maybe a year, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years...
As the height increases, the pressure becomes heavier, like carrying a mountain on your back to climb the stairs, and you must do your best every step of the way.
"One hundred and fifty thousand..."
"How many years have passed? We haven't reached the top yet!"
"Level 221,542..."
"Is this mountain endless, so it's not the inheritance of the Witch God?"
"Three hundred thousand levels! I can't climb anymore. Why don't you give up? No one will get this inheritance..."
"..."
Yang Xuan was so exhausted that he began to doubt his life. He even planned to ask his senior brother to rescue his parents and then take care of the inheritance of the witch god.
This day.
I don't know the exact age, but Yang Xuan was hunched over on the steps, sweating profusely and panting.
After resting for half a month, I finally withstood the pressure of several mountain peaks. I was about to climb another level when suddenly the pressure on my back suddenly disappeared.
Yang Xuan suddenly lost his balance, walked erratically, and rolled down dozens of steps before stopping.
"The pressure is gone? Could someone else have climbed to the top?"
Yang Xuan looked frustrated, recalling that since his birth, he had never had any hardships relying on his natural power. Now that he has advanced to Witch God Temple, he has lost so completely.
Buzz!
The spiritual light ahead shone, forming a portal.
Yang Xuan tried to step into it, but felt like the world was spinning. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was standing on the top of the mountain.
The top of the mountain is a platform with a radius of several hundred feet. Yang Xuan looked around and found eight steps leading to this place.
"It seems that I made the right choice. No matter which direction I enter Witch God Temple, I can reach the top of the mountain. But why is it only me and everyone else?"
Yang Xuan looked confused. A simple altar rose in the middle of the platform, with Attendant a red heart on it.
The heart as big as a fist floated in the air, constantly contracting and expanding. It turned out to be a living creature separated from the physical body, making a sound of bang, bang, drum, and thunder.
The moment the heart appeared, a stream of information was transmitted into Yang Xuan's mind.
"The top 100 climbers will open the portal at the top of the mountain and gain the qualification to compete for inheritance. The winner will fuse Witch God Heart and transform into the Witch Clan..."
Yang Xuan looked at the empty platform, alone.
"Top 100? Could it be that I am the only one in Witch God Temple?"
Yang Xuan At this moment, I recalled my senior brother's promise and suddenly realized that no wonder I can guarantee that I will win, as long as there are only one contestant!
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Yang Xuan bowed to the void, walked slowly to the altar, and reached out to grab Witch God Heart.
Bang bang bang!
As soon as it was touched, Yang Xuan's heart beat violently, and the beating frequency of the two hearts was synchronized.
After more than half an hour, no contestants disturbed Yang Xuan. Witch God Heart officially recognized the master, turned into a stream of light and penetrated into Yang Xuan's chest, and the two hearts merged quickly.
Yang Xuan jumped onto the altar, sat cross-legged, and felt the red gold blood spurting out of his heart.
The Witch God's blood constantly replaces his own blood, replacing rather than merging. Yang Xuan's own blood precipitates from the pores, and the whole person is wrapped in black and red blood scabs.
I don't know how much time passed.
Yang Xuan circulates the qi and blood in the body, turning it completely into gold. Wherever the blood flows, it continuously strengthens the physical body.
There are more complicated memories in Divine Sense, which come from the inheritance of Gou Mang Witch Clan.
There are spells cast thousands of miles away, there are weird and mysterious life-saving witchcraft, there are also talents Divine Ability that ripen spirit medicine, and more Combat Skill that operate and exert power!
Yang Xuan stood on the altar, circulated his energy and blood, and punched the sky.
Rumble...
Waves of thunder sounded, and the clouds in the sky turned into circles of ripples from the center to the surrounding areas.
"Such power is enough to collapse a mountain peak, and it is no weaker than Nascent Soul Dao Lord. Now, only the witch blood has been replaced. In the future, there will be bone replacement and flesh change, so that it can be completely transformed into the Witch Clan!"
With the inheritance in hand, Yang Xuan began to look for a way out.
Witch God Temple doesn't know the time. If it takes hundreds of years to climb the steps, my parents will have passed their lifespan after leaving.
According to the inherited memory, Yang Xuan searched for a long time, but there was no trace of witchcraft marks on the entire mountain top platform, and finally looked at the altar of Attendant Witch God Heart.
After spinning around a few times, he folded his arms and pulled out the altar with violent force.
A deep cave was exposed under the altar, with no bottom visible. Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of the Witch Clan's shortcomings.
"Witch Clan The physical body is the first priority, and witchcraft is the second priority. The only thing I don't practice is Primordial Spirit..."
"This cave is only covered by the altar. Another Foundation Establishment monk Divine Sense can find it by scanning it. However, I searched for a long time and had to gamble on luck to open it!"
"Isn't he just a pure barbarian who doesn't let others plot his death during a fight?"
Yang Xuan sighed, even if he knew there was such a flaw, he had no choice. The lack of spiritual roots had blocked Path of Immortality's cultivation method.
Witch Clan does not require spiritual roots. The talent Divine Ability is derived from Ancestral Witch, which is somewhat similar to the inheritance method of Demon Race.
Jumping into cave abode, the wind blew in my ears, and the falling speed became faster and faster. Yang Xuan felt like it had been falling for a long time, and the hole above its head was already submerged in darkness.
boom!
There was a loud noise and it fell to the bottom of the cave.
Yang Xuan smashed into the ground more than ten feet, shook his head to regain consciousness, crawled out of the pit, looked up and saw a hundred-foot-tall statue standing in front of him.
Bird body, human face.
The hands protruding from under the bird's wings hold a green branch in one hand and hold the sun in the other.
The sun emits dazzling light, shining brilliantly and brightly on the bottom of the cave that is unknown how deep it is.
"Meet the Witch God!"
Yang Xuan was fused with Witch God Heart, and he immediately recognized the origin of the statue, and it was the builder of Witch God Temple.
Gou Mang family, Zu Xing.
In the inherited memory, all Witch Clan have the same surname of "Witch". Only great witches and above will have a unique name based on their skills, experience, position, etc.
For example, the witch god in front of him has been in charge of the legal punishments of the Gou Mang clan since his ancestors, so after he broke through the great witch, he changed his name to: Zu Xing.
After three prostrations and nine prostrations, Yang Xuan was about to stand up when he suddenly felt immeasurable pressure.
Buzz!
The sun in the hand of the witch god statue slowly rose and fell into the center of the statue's brow. The bluestone sculpture of the wizard's face slowly becomes soft and vivid, until it completely transforms into a human face.
"You're finally here!"
Yang Xuan's mind was spinning and he said, "Senior, are you the witch god Zu Xing?"
"I am a wisp of Zu Xing's obsession, sealed in Essence Blood, and I have survived until now."
The statue asked, "What year is it now?"
Yang Xuan replied, "The history of heaven and earth has lasted for more than two thousand years, and I am not sure about the specific year."
The statue said, "What is Heavenly Emperor Calendar?"
"..."
Yang Xuan is helpless. For this old antique that has been sealed for who knows how many years, I can only explain the Incense Divine Path and Celestial Court Conferred Gods from the beginning, and briefly talk about the changes in the Divine Continent in the two thousand years since Conferred Gods.
"Divine Path..."
The statue frowned slightly, and then asked, "Do you know Mending Heaven Sect, Heaven Severing Sect?"
"Of course, that is the second Three Immortals Sect in the world."
Yang Xuan lives with his parents and is friends with the Green Cloud Mountain group of monsters. He knows the Divine Continent very clearly. "However, hundreds of years ago, the three religions Human Immortal ascended, and the world was completely dominated by Celestial Court."
"Hahaha, Mending Heaven Sect has been scheming and scheming, but in the end he is making wedding clothes for others!"
The statue let out a rumble of laughter and said, "Little baby, don't believe in the theory of ascension. It's just the likes of betraying their ancestors and smuggling to another world!"
"Smuggling? Another world?"
Yang Xuan looked puzzled. At his current level, ascension was too far away.
"Those guys who are successful in spiritual practice swallowed a large number of spiritual objects, refined infinite spiritual energy, harmed the world to replenish themselves, and then went to the so-called fairy world. What else is it if they don't stow away?"
The statue's eyes were dim, as if recalling the past, and it was silent for a long time before speaking.
"Originally, there were only Witch Clan and Demon Race in this world. The realm of the ancient witches who could break through the shaman god was equivalent to the immortal Golden Immortal. Until the two lich clans fought, the sky pillar collapsed, and a hole appeared in the world barrier..."
Yang Xuan said, "Is it the leakage of the Mending Heaven Sect's suppression seal?"
"Heaven leak?"
The statue nodded slightly and said, "This name is very appropriate. It is indeed a loophole in the world. Practitioners from other worlds can easily get in."
"When the Sky Leak first appeared, its impact was not great. Occasionally, a few outside visitors would either be beaten to death or thrown back into the endless void."
"Until the founder of the Mending Heaven Sect discovered Tianluo, he spent tens of thousands of years making friends with the two races. In the name of trading between the two worlds, he established a market near Tianluo, and then slowly evolved into a branch of the Mending Heaven Sect!"
Yang Xuan frowned and said, "Mending Heaven Sect Patriarch, could it be Golden Immortal?"
"That guy's name is Hunyuan, what the hell Golden Immortal, he's just a bastard and a shameless person..."
When the statue mentioned Patriarch Butian, his face was distorted, and he was obviously extremely angry. "After Hunyuan established a firm foothold, he began to secretly bring human races over and put them in the Jueling Sea to thrive."
"After this matter was exposed, the guy licked his face and said that the fairy world was overpopulated and he couldn't kill wantonly. He prayed that the ancestors of the two races would show mercy and create immeasurable merit!"
"So far, one wrong step, one wrong step after another, and the human race has begun to appear in this world!"
Yang Xuan said, "The strength of the ancestors of the two races is comparable to Golden Immortal. Even if there are some human races, it will not affect the overall situation, right?"
"The two tribes of witches and demons have been fighting for hundreds of millions of years, and their blood feud has become irreconcilable. The guy from Hunyuan provoked left and right, leading to a melee between the two tribes, until the ancestors of the two tribes collapsed and destroyed a continent!"
The statue sighed, "The immeasurable karma fell, the body died on the spot, and the two tribes lost their ancestors. The guy Hunyuan turned against him on the spot and ordered Mending Heaven Sect to continuously bring the human race over and occupy the blessed land of Lingshan to practice!"
Yang Xuan shrugged, not feeling that Patriarch Hunyuan had done anything wrong, or that there was no right or wrong in racial disputes, or that his own thinking was in the human race.
"So, the human race later became the master of this world?"
"It's not that simple. Hunyuan's master is too powerful to completely pass through the sky leakage. He can only lower his avatar and command his disciples to attack the city and seize the territory."
"After the top leaders of the two tribes found out, they put aside their blood feud for the time being and joined forces to resist Mending Heaven Sect!"
"Even though the ancestors died, there are still many demons and wizards from the two tribes sitting here. They also occupy the right location and people, and they quickly defeated Mending Heaven Sect..."
The statue slowly told about the ancient legend that happened in an extremely distant era and even lost records.
"When Hunyuan saw this situation, he also found help from the outside world. First, Heaven Severing Sect leaked in through the sky, then Buddhism, and even the all-pervasive Demonic Cult."
"Alone, these forces are no weaker than the Lich clan, and together they are even more unbeatable!"
The statue said with hatred, "Seeing that my home is being taken over by others, I and several witch gods went to Demon Race to discuss completely destroying the Tianzhu, cutting off the spiritual veins, and dispersing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
"Those Path of Immortality monks rely on spiritual energy to practice. Once this world becomes a spiritual place, Golden Immortal will be helpless."
"In this way, we first expel the foreign enemies, and then find a way to seal the sky leakage and isolate the stowaways from the outside world. We can barely call it a victory. Who would have thought that those demon fairies are so greedy for life and fear of death that they promised Witch Clan on the surface, but secretly joined forces with the foreign enemies!"
"Under attack from both inside and outside, Witch Clan was finally destroyed!"
When the idol mentions Demon Race, it hates him more than Mending Heaven Sect and Heaven Severing Sect. Obviously, the traitor is always more hateful than the enemy.