The tree spirit took a deep look at Wei Zong. The next moment, a rumbling sound was heard, and along with the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the tree spirit's body split open, revealing a narrow entrance.
There is a deep place behind the entrance, and nothing can be seen clearly, but there is a strong and majestic power coming from behind.
"Go in!" The tree spirit stared at Wei Zong.
Wei Zong silently told An Ran a few words in his heart, and then opened his own world of chaos. A white light flashed through it, and then passed through the narrow entrance at an extremely fast speed and entered the Source Qi behind.
In the pool.
This world is not friendly to spirits, so even An Ran, her soul cannot be preserved in this world for too long. Therefore, after she came out, she didn't even have time to say a word to Wei Zongduo, so she entered directly
After entering the Origin Qi, with the protection and supplement of the Origin Qi, she quickly fell into a semi-sleep state.
Seeing that An Ran had stabilized, the tree spirit glanced over there quietly, then closed the passage and looked at Wei Zong. To be precise, Wei Zong was still its hostage.
However, Wei Zong was not in a hurry. He sat down cross-legged and looked at the tree spirit's tall body.
As if he found it boring to stay like this, Wei Zong spoke first and started chatting with the tree spirit.
"You said before... Over the years, there are people who have gone deep here. In other words, there are other people who have been here before us?" Wei Zong had long wanted to ask about this.
"Yes!" The dryad's voice buzzed and said: "You are the second batch to come. Before you, there was another person..." After saying this, the dryad's eyes were blank, as if he had recalled something.
Wei Zong quickly asked: "Who is it?"
"You may know this person, he is very famous in this world..." The tree spirit spoke slowly, whetting its appetite. Under Wei Zong's curious eyes, it slowly said: "This person's name is
Zhan Wuji, he later founded a country called Daxuan."
"Zhan Wuji? The founding emperor of Daxuan?" Wei Zong was stunned for a moment. He thought of the technique he had obtained when he first came to this world, the Eight Forms of Daxuan. The visualization picture engraved on it was the founding emperor.
's portrait.
Unexpectedly, this legendary figure once went deep into the Shiwan Forest.
Thinking of this, Wei Zong raised his head again and asked curiously: "What is he here for? Is it also for the source of all things?"
"No!" The tree spirit slowly shook his head: "At that time, he didn't know the existence of the source of all things. When he came here, he simply felt that the road above the Martial God was cut off, and wanted to find a way to break through the Martial God."
"Did he find it?"
"How can it be so simple?" The tree spirit slowly shook his head, and then said: "But I had a love for talents at that time, and I couldn't bear to see such a wonderful warrior like him disappear like this, so I gave him a book of exercises.
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"Did he break through to the level of the God of War?" Wei Zong asked quickly.
"Of course not!" The tree spirit denied again, and then slowly said: "However, although this technique cannot allow him to directly break through to the Martial God, it can also allow him to go very far on the road of the Martial God in another way.
Because...this skill is not a product of our world, but of your outside world."
Having said this, the tree spirit turned his head again and stared at Wei Zong.
It slowly said: "Back then, the first person who came in from the outside world was just like you. He broke into this world by chance. However, he was far less lucky than you. Because, he was the first person to come in.
The place where it fell for the first time was the source of all things that I protect."
"Ah this..." Wei Zong's mouth twitched, and he didn't know whether this guy was lucky or unlucky. God was so blessed that he was thrown into the Origin Qi Pool, but he happened to be in this Origin Qi Pool again.
A powerful guardian was placed next to him.
Thinking of this, Wei Zong couldn't help but ask: "So, you killed him?"
"Yes, I not only killed him, but also drained his power. And after he died, a very strange spirit appeared. The spirit looked exactly like him. But it was of no use. That
The spirit body was still detained by me, but this world seems not to allow such a spirit body to exist, so not long after I detained the spirit body, the spirit body gradually disappeared." At this point, the tree spirit's eyes paused, showing a trace of nostalgia.
look.
"I still remember his desperate and frightened look at that time..."
Hearing its words, Wei Zong couldn't help but look sideways: "This guy is also a ruthless character!"
However, after such answers, Wei Zong finally understood. The person who entered here was a strong man in the Xiaoyao Realm, and the spirit body was actually his soul. The soul of a strong man in the Xiaoyao Realm could originally travel through all the worlds, nine secluded places, and countless tribulations.
Immortal, but due to bad luck, he was completely suppressed by this world and perished.
As for that skill, it was probably obtained by the tree spirit from the strong man in the Dark Xiaoyao Realm after his death.
Sure enough, the next moment, the tree spirit slowly said: "I got a skill from that person, and later gave it to Zhan Wuji. It was with this skill that Zhan Wuji's strength soared crazily, which was rare even among the gods of war.
There was an opponent. Zhan Wuji fought south and north, and finally established a huge empire, which is still alive today..."
"What's the name of that technique?" Wei Zong suddenly asked.
The dryad's brows furrowed. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "It seems to be called... Wan Nian Tong Lu or something? By letting others visualize themselves, and then collecting their beliefs to enhance their own power!"
"really!"
A glint flashed in Wei Zong's eyes, and his guess was correct.
The Eight Daxuan Styles created by Zhan Wuji actually allow countless soldiers of Daxuan to visualize themselves, with the purpose of improving their own strength.
There is a school of this kind of cultivation in all the worlds called Xiang Huo Cheng Shen Dao. They strengthen themselves by collecting the beliefs of others. The power they collect is also called the power of faith.
However, although this kind of power is miraculous, it is the integration of all living beings' beliefs and is relatively complicated. It will not only make your power impure. If you absorb too much, it will affect your sanity and become crazy. In history, there have been many
The warriors who practiced incense and became Shinto all became mad and died because they could not bear the final blow of the faith of all living beings.
Precisely because of the various drawbacks of using incense to become a god, although he is well-known in all the worlds, there are not many people who practice it.
Not to mention, there are probably only a few warriors in the entire Xianghuo Shinto realm who can cultivate to the level of freedom.