Chapter 65: Survival in the Wasteland
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The whole blood-colored light pattern was like an upside-down bowl.
Facing the opening opposite Wu Yantian, it is getting bigger and bigger, and it is getting more and more spacious.
Looking inward from this opening, I found that the entire surface of the valley was completely false, and it was the appearance formed by the blinding method of this light pattern, which looked like a valley.
In fact, this light pattern is a formation, and inside the formation is another world.
The first feeling for Wu Yantian was not the change in the vision in front of him, but the oncoming breath, and the shade was full of vitality. Although he is not a monk of the Yuan Pulse Realm, he is already quite sensitive to Yuan Qi.
From the moment he smelled the first breath, Wu Yantian felt that the blood in his body was about to move. It feels like an early morning in summer, and every breath you breathe is so fresh. The freshness is infinitely stronger now than on a summer morning.
This kind of aura is obviously very beneficial to the cultivation of the Yuan Technician.
At this point, Wu Yantian can see from the reactions of dozens of teenagers behind Wei Guoshi that they are the same as himself, and they are eager to try, and there are even a few teenagers, like eating honey, blinking their lips, licking their lips with their tongues in a circle, and they still feel unfinished.
With the key in Emperor Wu Ren's hand, the red light emitted became stronger and stronger, and the blood and qi light patterns in front of him became lighter and lighter.
When the key emitted its last rays of light, the blood-colored streaks of light over the valley, like soap bubbles, disappeared with a bang, as if they had been completely shattered.
At the same time, the red burning clouds on the horizon are too faint to see the color, like white cotton wool.
Emperor Wu Ren seemed to see the doubts in Wu Yantian's heart, so he explained: "This is the wasteland preserved by the Great Zhou, one of the virgin lands on the Bloodstained Continent, and the primitive ethnic groups are preserved in it.
That layer of blood-colored light pattern is the blood pattern sealing formation carved by the ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty with the essence blood of his own cultivation, in order to seal this place, so as to serve as a royal hunting place, and to train the high-level of the Great Zhou, so that they are always aware of the existence of danger.
To open this array, you need the qi of the heavenly yang and the earthly yang.
Nine is in the gossip and represents the anode.
September 9 is the number of the old yang.
Therefore, the ninth day of September every year is the time when Tianyang Qi is at its peak.
And the earth yang is the yuan weapon in my hand that has been refined countless times with ground fire, called the red flame key, and when the yuan qi is input into it, a large amount of earth yang qi is generated.
Once again, I tell you all that your task is to survive within it for seven days.
During these seven days, you will also collect the souls of the natives of the wasteland and flow them into the teleportation belt, and when the teleportation belt reaches green, you can successfully teleport out.
Otherwise, let's wait until the beginning of the next year.
So far, in thousands of years, there has never been an experienced person who has not been teleported in time, and he can live until the next year.
All right, now you have twenty breaths to enter into it.
Of course, those who don't want this opportunity can also not go in. ”
Emperor Wu Ren's tone was cold, although he was explaining to Wu Yantian, but at the same time, he was also speaking to the teenagers opposite.
Wei Guoshi walked around, his eyes glared at Emperor Wu Ren from time to time, he thought that Emperor Wu Ren was too verbose, the situation in the wasteland, the young man behind him, he had long known it clearly, and he really didn't know why he had to ramble it every year. Later, when he became the emperor of the Great Zhou, the first thing he did was to abolish this experience.
As soon as Emperor Wu Ren finished speaking, the young man behind Wei Guoshi muttered quietly and walked towards the wasteland in front of him.
The whole wasteland is full of primitive atmosphere.
The trees were so big that the four of them couldn't hold them together, and the cracks between the bark were like chasms.
From time to time, the chirps and roars of primordial beasts could be heard, as if they were coming from the depths of the wasteland.
Although the blood-colored light streaks were no longer visible, it did not mean that they were gone, and when a young man burrowed into the wasteland, a faint layer of blood streaks rippled up.
This made Wu Yantian think about one thing, that is, when the Blood Pattern Sealing Formation disappeared, the racial creatures within it would not scatter and flee.
The blood pattern formation has weakened, but it can still seal the creatures inside, but why can people enter it?
One by one, young people rushed into the wasteland.
Every time a teenager enters, the gray-white long waist card on his waist will be shown once, obviously, the waist card has the effect of opening a weak blood pattern array.
Sure enough, Wu Yantian found that when he drilled into the wasteland, the waist card on his waist also flashed a faint white light.
The last one to enter the wasteland was Wu Yantian.
The moment he entered the wasteland, he heard the provocative voice of Wei Guoshi's yin and yang behind him, which roughly means that Emperor Wu Ren was asked to wait, and as soon as the crown prince died, all the civil and military subjects in the world would know that the Great Zhou Dynasty was exhausted, and it was necessary to change the dynasty.
At that time, he will kill Wu to the ground.
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When the blood-colored light pattern behind Wu Yantian was closed, he couldn't hear anything.
He didn't have the heart to listen, and there was a desolate scene in front of him.
Just now, I obviously saw a person burrowing into the blood-colored light pattern, but now I didn't see a single hair.
This made Wu Yantian feel a little panicked, and no one told him where those people had gone.
Looking back at the back, there are still any blood-colored light lines, which are also a wild scene.
Now it was as if he had been cast out of heaven into the wilderness of the woods.
The front and back are all tall and stout ancient trees, and on the bark, I don't know how many years of moss have grown, layer upon layer, the inside is black and smelly, and it is scared to death. The leaves of the tall trees, constantly swaying and swishing in the breeze, could not see a trace of the sky when they looked up, not even through the gaps in the leaves.
I only saw a 'sun', glowing with a strong fire, and after seeing it for a long time, the burning flame could be seen clearly.
This sun is fake at first glance, otherwise, the sun so close would have baked everything in this wasteland to ashes.
From now on, he was going to live here for seven days, and he had to catch enough wasteland souls to fill the gray-white waist tag on his waist, which was the element that could teleport him out in seven days. The color of the waist card must be changed to green to have the effect of transmission.
If you don't fill the waist card with green, you will have no way out but to stay in this closed wasteland and wait until the next year to open again.
Wu Yantian felt cold and swishing, and the thought of waiting until next year to go out, his body felt even more uncomfortable, not to mention whether he could live until next year, even if he lived until next year, it was terrible to live in this ghost place for a year.
For others, there are only these two things to do, and to really put it mildly, it is one thing, that is, in seven days, collect the living souls in the wasteland, and pour the gray-white waist card into green.
But for Wu Yantian, there is another thing.
Wei Guoshi wants to kill the prince in the wasteland, this is something that everyone knows.
Therefore, he had to face the danger of being plotted by more than 30 people at all times.
Wu Yantian stood in place and sorted out the current situation.
Wei Guoshi's people wanted to kill him. He also wanted to kill them, but when he saw their murderous eyes, and the way they looked like they were not talking, it was not pleasing to the eye.
Wu Yantian gathered the gray cloth bag on his left shoulder, and then chose a direction, that is, he strode forward, he planned to find Yuxiang first.
For other things, he didn't feel at ease, but he was wearing white clothes, which made him feel regretful, he really shouldn't have worn this clothes when he came to this ancient jungle.