Walk into the Atavistic Church.

Su Yang's first feeling was treacherous.

A large ancestral hall-like room with 99 solid wood pillars supporting the beams.

Some are empty.

Directly in front of him, there were statues, these statues were lifelike, Su Yang knew that these statues were the statues of the elders and sect masters of the Yanshen Sect of the past dynasties.

Of course, these did not attract Su Yang's attention, and Su Yang's attention was attracted by a boxy pool directly in front of those statues.

There is no water in the pool.

But, there is a futon seat.

The futon looked a little old, and the mottled patterns were blurred.

Su Yang first walked in front of those statues and bowed slightly, expressing his respect for the former ancestor of the Yanshen Sect as a disciple of the Yanshen Sect.

Then, Su Yang walked down the pool and walked to the front of the futon.

After taking a deep look at the futon, Su Yangpan sat down.

Just sitting on the futon, in an instant, the originally solemn, quiet, and treacherous hall of the ancestral hall, all of a sudden, the light was surging, the air flowed, and the entire ancestral hall seemed to be pulled into another different space at once.

There are also all kinds of weird and unresponsive whirlwind flavors.

Su Yang stared at the surroundings curiously and cautiously, observing the surrounding situation, but inexplicably couldn't see through, it seemed that after he sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were covered with a layer of translucent mirrors, and everything in front of him was covered with a faint mist.

At the same time, Su Yang heard an ancient, distant bell that seemed to come from an ancient era hundreds of millions of years ago.

The bell was not thorough, nor loud, but rather a little dull.

However, the terrifying thing is that this bell actually resonates with his own heartbeat, Su Yang found that the faster his heart beats, the faster the frequency of the bell, and the slower the heartbeat, the slower the frequency of the bell, and the two are synchronized at the same time.

In addition, the bell is not heard by the ear, but has an inexplicable feeling that comes from the depths of the heart.

In the depths of Su Yang's eyes, the solemnity and curiosity became more and more intense.

This atavistic hall is not simple, it is very weird.

Even, at this moment, he had a feeling that he couldn't stand up and leave the futon, and the whole person was as if he was frozen and imprisoned by a great force of heaven and earth that Su Yang couldn't figure out himself, of course, he didn't feel the smell of danger, so he was not in a hurry.

The next moment.

Su Yang's eyes brightened up by three points, because, inexplicably, he found that in front of him, those statues, those pillars, and the hall were gone, and in front of him, there were only pieces of ancient mountains, collapsing long rivers, round deserts, and battles where the sky and the earth were falling apart.

It's like standing in the field.

Empathy.

It's a lot more real than VR.

Su Yang stared at it, unconsciously, he didn't know that he was already a little attracted into these scenes, he didn't know it himself, he seemed to have integrated into these scenes.

And at this moment, Su Yang didn't even see or feel that the milky white light, like a ribbon, was constantly fluttering, rippling, moving towards him little by little......

These milky white ribbons, in the end, converged on Su Yang's body, to be precise, at Su Yang's lower abdomen dantian.

One after another, milky white light sank into Su Yang's dantian unconsciously.

At this moment, Su Yang was still immersed in the ancient and ancient scenes that filled the sky and the earth, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Time passes.

About half an hour later.

Suddenly, Su Yang trembled.

The whole person is like he has just woken up.

Woke up.

"What's wrong with me?" Su Yang was like a world away, covered in cold sweat, he was a fool, and he also knew that in the previous time, he seemed to be in a psychedelic and was led into a ditch.

Obviously, I was already paying attention, but I still fell into a fantasy.

Unwitting visions.

It's scary.

Su Yang was a little afraid.

At this moment, in front of me, there are statues of the ancestors of the Yanshen Sect again, and there are futons, pools, 99 pillars, and so on.

"After I sat cross-legged on the futon, I gradually fell into the illusion, and I fell into the illusion, my mind is empty and pure, so can I be atavized?" Su Yang probably guessed.

This atavistic hall is really weird, Su Yang has already decided in his heart that if it is not necessary, in the future, he will never come again.

Although he knew that there was no malice in the Ancestral Hall, this kind of weirdness of not being able to control himself and falling into an illusion unconsciously still made him very, very, very insecure, that is, the kind of insecurity that everything is not in his own hands, but in the hands of others.

He subconsciously checked his dantian.

The dantian attribute panel was brought up.

Su Yang saw the difference at a glance.

"Five paragraphs. ”

It turned out to be the fifth stage of atavism.

To be honest, Su Yang was surprised.

In fact, Su Yang's perception of himself is very clear, without the help of the golden finger, he is in fact a so-called genius who is not big or small in a small city on the earth, and compared with Xue Bo, the holy son of the Holy Land Yan God Sect, it is 100,000 times worse.

Therefore, Su Yang felt that his atavism was the most in the second stage.

But, it doesn't matter, with a golden finger, the second section can also become seven or eight paragraphs.

But where did you think of it......

directly returned to the fifth stage.

If I am not mistaken, He Lao said that in the entire Holy Land, the ten transcendent forces are included, and the five-stage atavism is the limit, and no one has broken this number.

This fifth stage of his own is already the pinnacle of the Holy Land.

More terrifying than Xue Bo.

"Strange, my atavistic results seem to be excellent, excellent, excellent, why on earth?" Su Yang was a little puzzled, but he was still happy.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Yang couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to, anyway, it's a good thing.

Then, Su Yang began to feel his dantian.

Feel the difference between the atavistic and the pre-atavistic ones.

"Atavistic and non-atavistic ancestors, is there such a difference?" Then, Su Yang's eyes lit up.

"If you don't return to your ancestors, the source power refined by the dantian sacrifice is the air flow, and the source power refined by the dantian sacrifice after the atavism is liquid. ”

This is the fundamental difference.

The source force operates in the form of airflow, of course, it does not operate in the form of liquid, and it comes with ferocity. To give a simple example, with the same impact velocity, one is the air current, the other is the water, who is more powerful? There is no doubt that it is water, after all, water is real, and the attack is tangible.