In the stone palace, Wu Yang began to practice in seclusion after returning.
This trip to Pangu Temple not only allowed Wu Yang's physical body to successfully transform, but he also gained a lot of the true meaning of the Great Dao from it.
Now that the seeds of Tao have been sown, as long as Wu Yang can continue to practice in the future, his strength will definitely improve significantly if a certain period of time comes.
Wu Yang practiced with peace of mind, turning what he gained in Pangu Temple into strength, and his own realm further improved.
The previous baptism in Pangu Temple took a thousand years. During this period, the three major ethnic groups continued to fight, and the aura of the entire calamity was pushed to its highest point.
In Buzhou Mountain, Shi Qilin summoned the Da Luo Jinxian from all tribes. They were ready to start a decisive battle with the Dragon Clan.
"Zu Long has been fighting in the north and south over the years. His dragon clan has suffered countless casualties. Now it has long lost its original strength. I have secretly reached an agreement with Feng Zu. This time we will attack the dragon clan together. After destroying them, we will fight with Feng Zu again.
Compete!"
Shi Qilin looked at everyone and revealed his plan.
"Ancestor, the Phoenix clan is not worthy of trust. If they betray us at a critical moment, wouldn't we be in a dilemma where we are attacked from both sides?"
One baptism and one enlightenment took so much time. During this period, many changes took place in the ancient world.
This kind of evil spirit can quickly help the Wu clan monks improve their physical strength, but they will do more harm to the spiritual consciousness of the Wu clan's son. Once you absorb these evil spirits and forge your physical body, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will never be able to cultivate your spiritual consciousness again.
Come on.
Wu Yang knew the purpose of the other party's visit, so he did not delay and directly gave the treasure armor to Wu Gan.
"Master Wu Gan, I am about to go find you, and I will give the Five Lights Hanming Armor to you now!"
The octagonal eaves of this temple are like a heavenly peng descending. In the temple, an old man with an immortal spirit is sitting on a futon.
Wu Yang left the stone house and came to the forging hall. This time, fifteen hundred years have passed since he entered the Pangu Temple.
Above the demonic cloud, a terrifying figure stood. He was dressed in black robes and hunted in the wind. His eyes shone with divine light as he looked toward the east.
There are obviously very few people who are as lucky as Wu Peng, who can activate his bloodline with just one pill.
One by one, the elders stood up to object. They were still fighting against the Phoenix people before, but now they suddenly wanted to cooperate, which was obviously unacceptable to everyone.
Wu Yang looked at the sky, where there were always dark clouds. These were not thunder clouds, but calamity clouds condensed by calamity and evil spirits.
It's just that the Wu clan is not good at collecting intelligence, and the tribe was closed to the outside world during this period, so the tribe does not know much about the outside world.
Shi Qilin was full of confidence. He had thought of this a long time ago, so how could he be plotted by the Feng Clan.
When the elders saw this, they all nodded and said nothing more, taking note of Shi Qilin's prestige and ability.
"I promised the Great Witch of the Nine Phoenixes before that I would go to the Land of Nine Netherworlds after she leaves seclusion. Then I would collect the blood essence and come back to build the witch armor for the Great Witch of the Nine Phoenixes."
It is precisely because of this that Wu Yang can only do his best and not care about others.
"Brother Wu Yang, it seems that your strength has improved a lot!"
The old man got up from the futon and walked slowly outside the hall. The clear light floated under his feet, and the whole person slowly disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.
The figure above the clouds was none other than Demon Ancestor Rahu. At this moment, he turned into a black cloud and quickly disappeared.
Wu Gan had a smile on his face. After being baptized from the Pangu Temple, his cultivation level had greatly improved and he could break through to the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal at any time. What's more important is that Wu Gan's bloodline has also been purified a lot, although he has not yet awakened. Bloodline, but his qualifications have also improved a lot.
"The war between the three clans is only a matter of days. Now it seems that my opportunity is coming soon."
Although Wu Yang wanted to explain all this, given his current status, I am afraid no one would care about his proposal.
Wu Yang was extremely happy. He had not invested much experience in the path of Yuan Shen, but now his Yuan Shen could be steadily improved, which was definitely good news for him.
A jade slip in the old man's hand exudes brilliant rays of light, and there are dense Taoist inscriptions on it. At the same time, there are two words on the top of the jade slip: Creation.
After Wu Yang came out of seclusion, Wu Gan quickly came to the door.
A new secret medicine formula is being understood by Wu Yang. If some time passes, he might be able to successfully develop a new secret medicine.
The power of the soul was of great help to Wu Yang in refining secret medicine and witch treasures. This breakthrough also allowed him to make considerable progress in these two aspects.
After all, there are many talented people in the Wu Clan. Wu Yang is not the only one who realizes this. However, the Wu Clan is still following this path. This shows that it is not easy to change this situation. I am afraid that there are difficulties in it. It’s not just one point or two points.
"Yes, ancestor, please think twice about this matter. The Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan are both treacherous people and should not be completely trusted!"
The elders nearby stood up to object. They had been at war with the Phoenix clan for many years, and they had already had a sworn blood feud with each other. Therefore, they did not trust the Phoenix clan at all.
Demon King Bo Xun and Demon King Jialuo disappeared, and they followed the footsteps of the Demon Ancestor to the eastern land.
"Bo Xun, Jia Luo, follow me to the Qilin tribe."
The three clans are fighting each other, and calamity auras are everywhere. These calamity auras are a disaster for all living beings, but the members of the Wu Clan can absorb the evil aura to refine their bodies.
The three major ethnic groups secretly accumulated strength, and the prehistoric world fell into a period of peace in the early days.
Wu Yang woke up from his practice. It was already five hundred years later. The Taoist rhyme he had comprehended in the Pangu Temple had been memorized in his heart. As for what he had not memorized, it had all dissipated and he would not be able to continue practicing in the future.
Shi Qilin shook his head and said:
"I have my own opinion on this matter. When the time comes, you can just act according to my plan and leave other matters to me!".
The Qilin clan is secretly planning, and the Dragon and Phoenix clans are also mobilizing their troops and generals to prepare for the final battle.
"This time in retreat, my soul's way has once again made a breakthrough, and I have finally entered the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. This is a great gain!"
The disadvantages of this are not of concern to the witch clan at all. Including the twelve ancestral witches, they all use evil energy to increase their strength, and no one cares about the way of the soul.
There are undercurrents surging in the prehistoric world, and the three major ethnic groups are in full strength. However, there is silence in the Wu tribe. All the Wu tribes stay behind closed doors and are working hard to improve their strength.
On the earth, countless demon creatures are waiting in full formation, looking like they are about to fight.
In the Yujing Mountain, the divine peak towers into the clouds, and the sky and the earth are covered with white snow. On the top of the Yujing Mountain, a temple stands proudly between the heaven and the earth.
On the western land, a mass of demonic energy filled the space between heaven and earth, suppressing the void like a black cloud.
"Perhaps the war between the three clans is approaching, and the atmosphere of calamity in the world has become much stronger."
Wu Gan was overjoyed. He took the armor with a smile on his face.
"Thank you, brother Wu Yang. If you need help with anything in the future, just ask."
Wu Gan had long coveted this precious armor. Wu Yang had taken it out in the temple before, which made Wu Gan worried that the other great witches would take away the precious armor in advance, so he rushed to Wu Yang to ask for it as soon as he came out of seclusion.
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