Chapter 1677: Three Breaths

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Miao Feng'er, who had lost her mind, naturally couldn't remember the steps of gathering Nuwa Stone later, so she still had to need Zhao Baliang's help in this matter.

Zhao Baliang's soul realm has reached the Yuan Infant Stage, although it is still too far behind those ancient gods, especially compared to Nuwa, but after all, he can resist this trace of charm, this trace of charm is only less than one-ten-thousandth of Nuwa, but even if he can resist, it is quite difficult, and between movements, they all slow down.

Pulling out this trace of flattering blood, Zhao Baliang's face also turned a little pale.

He believed that in the current world, even if there was really a cultivator in the foundation building period, or even a cultivator in the Jindan stage, it would be impossible to stop such a flattering atmosphere!

It's a life-threatening thing!

He believed that if it weren't for the fact that he had the soul realm of the Yuan Infant Stage, I am afraid that he would now be the same as Miao Feng'er who had lost her sanity, only knowing how to ask for pleasure, if there were no outsiders to save him, I am afraid that the two of them would be directly on the high platform of this temple, lingering to death!

In that kind of scene, Zhao Baliang trembled when he thought about it, and he was a little afraid in his heart.

Fortunately, I have only now obtained the Nuwa Stone, otherwise, if I hadn't obtained the remnant soul of the Xuanyuan clan before, and my soul realm had not yet reached the realm of the current Yuan Infant Stage, I am afraid that I would also be on the Tao.

The ancient gods, sure enough, are not simple characters!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Baliang increased the output of the aura, and one after another majestic aura wrapped the trace of aura in his palm, wrapping hundreds of layers before stopping.

Even so, Zhao Baliang also knew that these auras could not trap this trace of charm, and it only took an hour at most for that trace of charm to be able to dye all these auras pink and turn them all into flattery!

And he needs to complete other steps before that, once it is slow, the consequences are unimaginable!

With the power of the goddess Nuwa, if it spreads, it is enough to make the entire Miao Village within a radius of more than ten kilometers, all turned into a realm of charm, in this field, everyone will not escape this catastrophe, and they will all turn into puppets of the first class, only know crazy love, and finally exhaust the essence in the body and die.

Zhao Baliang carefully put this spiritual qi mass aside, and then, he shot again, but this time, it grabbed the ground of this temple platform!

If you want to aggregate Nuwa Stone, you need three breaths!

Nuwa's bloodline breath is one of them.

And in this temple, there is the biggest secret of Miao Village for countless years, and there is a wisp of Fuxi breath in this temple!

The ancient god Fuxi was originally a brother and sister with Nuwa, but in that chaotic era, the ethical concept was not as clear as it is now, Fuxi and Nuwa were both brother and sister, and husband and wife.

This wisp of Fuxi's blood breath is the second must-have.

The breath of Fuxi and Nuwa can control the two Nuwa stones, so that the two Nuwa stones gather together, so that the Nuwa stones can be used to unfold the initial fusion.

But this is not enough, the Nuwa Stone has been divided into three pieces, one of which is the intermediary of the other two Nuwa Stones, and it is also the core!

And if you want to stimulate this last Nuwa stone, you need another breath of the ancient gods!

If it were someone else, even if he knew all this, I am afraid he would not be able to do it, even if Miao Feng'er herself, she would not be able to do it!

Because, they don't have the bloodline breath of another ancient god!

But Zhao Baliang has it!

And, there's more than one!

Zhao Baliang's body has the inheritance of Shennong's and Xuanyuan's at the same time, and Zhao Baliang has devoured the souls of the two ancient gods, and in his own bloodline, he has the bloodline of the two gods!

It's just that the top priority is to first extract the hidden Fuxi bloodline in the temple!

It is more than ten times more difficult to extract the bloodline of Fuxi than to extract the bloodline from Miao Feng'er's body!

After all, Miao Feng'er's current cultivation is still too low, and Zhao Baliang's cultivation is far higher than her, especially the soul realm, which is far beyond Miao Feng'er's several major realms.

But Fuxi's bloodline is different!

That is the only trace of blood left after the fall of Fuxi in ancient times, and this bloodline is equivalent to the dying Fuxi himself!

Although it is the time of death, who is Fuxi? It is the ancient god, the human emperor, Fuxi!

Even when he is dying, the bloodline inheritance he left behind is not something that anyone can pull out!

The bloodline left by Fuxi at the beginning requires a half-saint level cultivation to be able to extract it.

However, after tens of thousands of years of changes, even the temple of Miao Village did not last so long, and it was only after the descendants of Miao Village discovered this wisp of Fuxi bloodline that the temple was established here.

The temple has suffered several catastrophes, and the Fuxi bloodline has been weakened again and again, and now, at least the soul realm of the Yuan Infant Stage is needed to be able to barely pull the Fuxi bloodline hidden deep underground.

Zhao Baliang's forehead, in just a moment, was already covered with beads of sweat, and his soul power had already begun to output at full strength, even when he was treating the No. 2 chief, he had never output it at such a speed!

The crazy output of soul power made Zhao Baliang's head dizzy for a while.

Fortunately, he had already sensed the wisp of Fuxi's blood, and desperately extracted it.

It's just that it's a bit slow, and you can only draw less than a foot of distance per minute.

Fuxi's bloodline is buried at a distance of thousands of meters underground, with such a distance, let alone an hour, dozens of hours can't be extracted!

Zhao Baliang was anxious, but fortunately he could still feel that the speed of the convulsions was slowly getting faster.

After ten minutes, the pumping speed had become one meter per minute.

However, at this rate, he still couldn't extract the Fuxi bloodline before the charm dispersed!

When Zhao Baliang was anxious in his heart, another breath suddenly rose from Zhao Baliang's back!

Zhao Baliang was slightly stunned, and then immediately understood!

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit!

This guy couldn't hold it back and shot it!

The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit has been restored by Zhao Baliang wrapped in aura during this time, and even consumed hundreds of pieces of chalcedony, according to him, the Xuanyuan Sword has recovered half of its power!

Although it is only half of it, it is not something that ordinary people can match!

As soon as the breath of Xuanyuan Sword exploded, Zhao Baliang was shocked!

This breath is even more powerful than himself!

Sure enough, it is the first of the ten ancient artifacts!

On the Xuanyuan Sword on Zhao Baliang's back, light cyan sword qi flashed out, and then stabbed into the ground violently, a total of ninety-nine sword qi, forming a complex sword formation, constantly rushing towards the depths of the ground!

Just a short moment later, Xuanyuan's sword qi finally came to the depths of the ground, next to the formation that sealed the Fuxi bloodline.

In the next moment, Xuanyuan Sword's sword qi had already spread violently, enveloping that formation.

This formation was forged from an extremely rare material, and Fuxi's bloodline aura was sealed at the core of the formation.

With Zhao Baliang's soul power, it was really difficult to break through the stability of the formation, and to carry such a large piece of material out of the depths of the ground.

But with the Xuanyuan Sword, it's different!

The ninety-nine sword qi of the Xuanyuan Sword shot around this formation material, splitting all the soil and stones around the formation, and holding it up.

Zhao Baliang immediately felt relaxed, and the speed at which the formation rose increased by more than ten times out of thin air!

Xuanyuan Sword is responsible for breaking through the soil and stones that block the way, and holding the formation upward, while Zhao Baliang only needs to break through the stability of the formation, so that the formation is loose and can be moved!

Feeling the speed at which the formation moved, Zhao Baliang was also relieved.

It seems that this time there is finally no danger!

A moment later, on the ground of the temple, there were suddenly lines of pale cyan sword qi seeping out, and every time he slashed, he was able to break through a large area of earth and stone.

Dozens of sword qi shot out, and finally, a large hole in a radius of about ten meters was broken in the ground, and a whole purple casting block slowly rose from the ground, and finally, under the combined force of Xuanyuan Sword Spirit and Zhao Baliang, this large piece of formation material was slowly placed on the ground.

Seeing this large piece of formation material fall on the ground, Zhao Baliang finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, took a deep breath, and then stood up with a trembling body in the back.

He had just exerted his soul power twice in a row, and he had almost reached the point of running out of oil.

Slowly walked down the high platform and came to the side of the formation, Zhao Baliang carefully observed.

After a while, the corners of Zhao Baliang's mouth evoked a somewhat strange smile.

The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit was the only one here who could see Zhao Baliang's expression, but at this moment, he asked suspiciously, "Boy, what are you laughing at?"

Zhao Baliang shook his head, his eyes flickered, and there was a little deep doubt: "I'm thinking, can these ancient gods predict the future?"

Xuanyuan Jian was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

In Zhao Baliang's sea of knowledge, his soul body glanced at Xuanyuan Sword lightly, and there was a bit of indescribable meaning in his eyes: "In the past, I got the inheritance of the Shennong clan, and when I met Xiaobai, Xiaobai once said that the great god of Nuwa left them with the order of the snake clan, so that they could wait for the birth of the heirs of the Shennong clan, and only the descendants of Shennong could save everything! At that time, I wondered if Nuwa had the ability to predict the future!"

"And now, when I see this formation, I'm even more puzzled!"

The sword spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword lowered his head slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "What are you wondering about?"

Zhao Baliang smiled: "Do you know this formation?"

Xuanyuan Sword Spirit shook his head: "I don't know!"

"But I know! In the world, anyone may not know this formation, but I, I know! Because this formation is clearly Shennong's mastery, and it is a brand-new formation created at the peak of his formation, at that time, it is already the end of antiquity! Do you understand what I mean?" Reading, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.