When the major alliances surrounded and suppressed the Fufeng White Python, Feng Jueyu did not observe the white python carefully, only thinking that it was a wild beast born in the God Burial Battlefield.
Later, the white python offered beads. Due to its larger body, it was much larger than him when it stood upright, and he was not given the opportunity to pay special attention to the top of the white python's head.
Only the divine divination saw the mark on the white python's head and remembered it in his heart.
Since I hadn't noticed it before, it sounds particularly weird now.
"The mark you saw is the same as this one?"
Feng Jueyu held the Fufeng Blood Bead with a puzzled expression on his face.
"That's right, I remember it very clearly, it's exactly the same!"
Shenbu replied with great certainty.
"How is that possible? I know, could it be the totem mark in the bloodline of Fufeng White Python? Because I have condensed my lifelong cultivation into this bead, it has become the real mark."
Juexin speculated: "This possibility is very high. You must know that the bloodline is the most important among demon cultivators. From ancient times to the present, many well-known great demons will give birth to many unknown avenues after they have thoroughly discovered the great avenues hidden in the bloodline."
Supernatural powers.”
"These magical powers are extremely special and powerful, and they often become the unique symbol of an ethnic group."
"And when they become successful in learning, they will form an inherent totem mark in their bloodline to represent the pure bloodline of an ethnic group."
Juexin had a good understanding of the Great Dao of the God Realm, and now he was talking eloquently and gave a more reasonable explanation.
Feng Jueyu nodded. He had heard a lot about bloodline inheritance. Not to mention the demon clan, even some human races, especially those dominated by aristocratic families and ethnic groups, would also practice it.
The totem mark in the bloodline is used to demonstrate the orthodoxy and specialness of the ethnic group.
But after hearing this statement, the divine divination directly denied it.
"No, it is not unusual for demons to cultivate bloodline totems, but it is impossible for the Fufeng White Python to form such a totem."
"Why?"
Feng Jueyu and Juexin pricked up their ears.
Obviously, when it comes to their understanding of the divine world, the two of them combined may not be able to match a finger of divine fortune-telling.
Don't forget, this old guy is an older person who has lived from the Legend Era to the present.
His age makes it difficult to speculate with normal thinking, let alone his intellectual quality.
A veteran who has been obsessed with six epochs, do you dare to say that you know more than him?
Obviously unlikely.
The two of them looked eager for knowledge, waiting for the divination to explain.
I heard the divine divination: "The demon clan in the world has the most important bloodline. It is just to distinguish whether the bloodline is pure or not, so it can leave a totem mark in the bloodline."
"That is to say, no matter which type of monster clan they are, they usually breed with the same species, and only the children born can inherit the bloodline totem."
"But as far as I know, the Fufeng White Python should have at least two bloodlines in its body. One is the Qishan White Python, and the other is the Yelin Moon Python. These two types of python monsters are the ancestors of the Fufeng White Python."
"But among them, the Yelin Moon Python is the most debauched. Its own bloodline is extremely impure. It will never be able to condense the totem mark in its bloodline. You can say for yourselves that with such a bloodline, the Fufeng White Python was finally born. Its bloodline
How pure can it be?”
To put it bluntly, the maternal bloodline of the Fufeng White Python is filled with a lot of mixed blood, and it is interbred with the Qishan White Python. This means that it has at least three different but similar demon bloods in its previous bloodline.
It can be said that the bloodline is quite impure.
Then how could a bloodline totem be born?
After hearing this, Juexin was speechless. He held it in for a long time before he had to convince himself: "Then if that's the case, it's unlikely."
Feng Jueyu's eyes became solemn again: "Since it's not a bloodline totem, then where did this mark come from?"
"This is not clear, but any totem that can be born from the blood bead must have the meaning of inheritance, but in the case of Fufeng White Python, it definitely does not come from blood."
The divine fortune teller spoke very strictly. He asked, "There was a strange phenomenon in the God Burial battlefield just now. Where have you been?"
He must be an old man, no one else thought about it, but he noticed it.
Juexin also came to his senses and asked, "Yes, there is such a big commotion outside, why isn't fellow Daoist Feng here?"
After a long period of running-in, Feng Jueyu also felt that these two people were trustworthy, so he did not hide anything at the moment and told his own experience truthfully.
After the two of them heard this, they were all stunned.
After a long time, Juexin tried to speculate: "Can I think that Fufeng White Python should have escaped from the Land of the Dead? Even if not, this monster is closely related to the Land of the Dead. After all, the vision happened
There, at the same time, fellow Daoist Feng noticed something strange through the blood beads."
"Besides, this mark must have something to do with it, right?"
Feng Jueyu agreed: "I think so too, otherwise it would be completely impossible to explain the changes in the blood condensation beads and the strange phenomenon in the land of the dead."
"It seems that there is a bigger secret in this God Burial battlefield."
The depressed expression on the divine divination regained its luster. Needless to say, the old man once again felt that there was hope of finding the God Buryer.
Feng Jueyu was speechless and said: "Old man, you won't contact the God Buryer again, right? Lian Qingyi said that the God Buryer has never appeared."
Divine Divination said: "That's not entirely true. Didn't she say that the God Buryer once transformed into seven Taoist platforms and stood on the God Burial battlefield? I think we should go to the Land of the Dead."
After finishing his words, Feng Jueyu and Juexin looked at each other, both feeling a bit unreliable.
Yuan Jue said that the land of the dead is extremely dangerous. Not to mention the irresistible natural forces such as Zhouxu turbulence, void lightning, chaotic storm and mysterious wind, just the large number of resentful gods and chaotic demon spirits are enough.
They drank a pot.
Where to go?
It's like asking for trouble!
But then again, Feng Jueyu is also very curious about the Land of the Dead and what is there.
Also, what is the purpose of that back figure and that voice calling me?
Feng Jueyu fell silent.
He was debating whether to take the risk and venture into the Land of the Dead.
And at this moment, he suddenly remembered the opportunity to leave the God Burial battlefield mentioned by Lian Qingyi when he was talking to him. The other party once said that in as short as one month or as long as three months, a treasure will be found among the dead.
appear at a specific location.
That treasure won't appear for long, but as long as you grasp it, you can use it to leave the God Burial Battlefield.
It is also a place of the dead.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu had an idea: "How about this? I'll go find Yuan Jue tomorrow and ask about the locations leaving the God Burial battlefield. If they are both in the Land of the Dead and not too far apart, then we can
Stop by to investigate before leaving. Regardless of whether there are any results in the end, the investigation must be completed before the treasure appears."
Feng Jueyu told Shenbu and Juexin about the meeting with Lian Qingyi when he came back.
As soon as the two people heard it, they hit it off immediately.
Divination: "That's a way. Anyway, you need to take a risk when you leave, so just take a trip. You don't have to go now."
To tell the truth, life is the most important thing.
The environment in the land of the dead can obliterate the gods, but this is not worth the risk they take.
But if you have to go through that place, you might as well go there.
…
On the other side…
Wei Yuanfu, Wen Peng, Zhao Tongzhou, Yue Hengqiu and others hurriedly led their team to encounter Yuan Jiankong and were taken to the depths of a mountain.
This is a scene of deep mountains and old forests, with lush trees covering almost a hundred miles of land and enveloping three towering mountains standing diagonally.
The place surrounded by three mountain ranges is the destination of this trip.
Of course, they were able to find this place because Wen Qi informed them in advance through Wen Chengzhi.
A group of more than 170 people came to the deep mountains. Not far away, they saw two strong men who were so skinny and skinny waiting there early.
Behind them, there was a towering ancient tree that blocked out the sky and the sun. There was a door opened on the front of the ancient tree. It was pitch dark inside and no one knew what was there.
However, Wei Yuanfu and Wen Peng looked more at the two thin, inhuman-like old men. At a glance, their eyes were red.
"Brother..."
"Brother..."
The two of them broke away from the team and ran over, facing the two old men.
Both men were wearing tattered robes and had patches on their bodies.
It was Wei Yuannan and Wen Qi.
Four hundred thousand years ago, those who followed Yuan Jue into the Tao.
Behind them, there were a few scattered disciples, all of whom looked at people with fierce eyes, as if they were looking at a delicious feast.
"Yuanfu, Wen Peng, you are finally here."
Wei Yuannan and Wen Qi nodded with their hands behind their hands, their eyes neither happy nor sad, looking very indifferent.
This made Wei Yuanfu and Wen Peng startled at the same time, and they unconsciously kept their distance.
Wen Qi, who was slightly taller, saw this and said expressionlessly: "We failed in the battle of Huanglong Valley, and even Cheng Zhi was implicated. You really let me down."
Wen Qi's tone was quite ruthless, which made Wei Yuanfu and Wen Peng have a cold war.
Wen Peng said in shame: "It's because of my incompetence that I couldn't help my brother to eradicate the scourge of Yuan Jue."
Wei Yuanfu said: "Friend Daoist Wen, brother, it's not that I can't do my best, it's really that boy Feng Jueyu who is too hateful. Without him, Yuan Jue will die."
Wei Yuannan snorted: "Failure is failure, why use strong words? Do you know how angry the messenger was when he learned about this? It's okay that Yuan Jue is not dead. You didn't even see the shadow of the Tribulation Spirit Fruit Tree.
This is the biggest mistake."
When Wei Yuanfu heard this, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything and lowered his head.
At this time, Wei Yuannan changed the topic and said: "But the envoy doesn't want to blame you, just consider it lucky for you."
When everyone heard that it was okay, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, Wen Qi said: "You have decided to serve Lord Resentful Dragon. This is the most correct choice. Since you are all our own people, let the Lord Messenger teach me the secret method of the Resentful Dragon clan first. All those who are qualified to practice the secret method
People are the most loyal subordinates of Lord Resentful Dragon."