The divine sense scanned the circle, and found nothing unusual, at this time it was almost dusk, and the people of the Stream tribe were busy preparing for the baptism ceremony, and some simple prohibitions and drawings were ready.

Several bronze vats were placed next to those prohibitions, and some desolate people were pouring beast blood into them, Yang Quan felt a little strange in his heart, and asked: "Xishui, I heard from Chuanxi that he doesn't want beast blood very much, he prefers beast meat, but I see that these beast blood you have prepared seems to have many types, this... Why?"

Luo Qianqian was also stunned when she heard this, and then she also showed a strange look on her face and looked at the stream. A sad look appeared on Xishui's face, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Because they are a clan... There is no way to preserve the blood of beasts. ”

"What do you mean?" Yang Quan was stunned, what does it mean that there is no way to preserve the blood of the beast.

Xishui pointed to the forbidden and pictures that had been picked up and said, "That's what it means, our tribe has a way to prevent the loss of essence from the blood, but their tribe doesn't have it. Baptism once every ten years, and every time they were baptized, they asked us to borrow the blood of the beast. ”

Yang Quan was even more puzzled when he heard this, and said with some puzzlement: "The way to prevent the loss of blood essence, do you say the picture engraved on the ground over there? That is not difficult, right? Moreover, if they don't know, you can also teach them... I think you're on good terms, aren't you?"

Xishui shook his head and said, "Can't be taught, there is a curse in the blood of our desolate people, and the Zhongzhou people drove us here... It was a long, long time ago, and it has nothing to do with you..."

"This... Patriarch Xishui, with all due respect, I've never heard of a curse that can curse bloodlines, and... You say that the curse prevents you from learning from each other, such a thing... It's impossible, isn't it? Isn't it your predecessor patriarch who deceived you with such a lie in order to prevent the secret from being leaked? Luo Qianqian whispered.

Yang Quan nodded slightly, his opinion is the same as Luo Qianqian, this is a bit nonsense, it's just some simple prohibitions, you can learn it, and curse the bloodline or something, it doesn't sound like cultivating immortals, it's about to become a fantasy...

"It's not like this..."Xishui shook his head again, his hands clenched into fists, and the mana in his body surged, and the muscles all over his body burst out.

Yang Quan and Luo Qianqian became vigilant and took a few steps back, but the stream calmed down and said, "Don't worry, I just let you take a look, what do you find?"

"The mana in your body seems to be imprisoned in your body, and you can only exert part of it?" is that so?" Yang Quan frowned.

"Yes, do you know what this is?" Xishui raised the giant bone in his hand and shook it twice.

Yang Quan hesitated, if this bone is not a body type, it seems to be a bit like...

"The bones of the human leg ... The former patriarch of the previous generation, he broke through to the Jindan stage, and after his death, the mana and everything converged into this bone..."

"This is the curse we receive, the curse that has been passed down in ancient times, given to us by the people of Zhongzhou, we have tried countless times..."

Yang Quan and Luo Qianqian glanced at each other, although they were puzzled in their hearts, they had already believed in Xishui's words.

"Patriarch Xishui, forgive me for taking a closer look at your body, maybe your cultivation method is wrong, so..."Yang Quan said hesitantly.

Xi Shui smiled and motioned for Yang Quan to look at it casually, but obviously he didn't have any hope, Yang Quan put his hand on Xi Shui's body, his divine sense probed into the other party's body, and he scanned it several times, but he didn't find any problems.

"You try to learn how to pinch mudras with me, and I will teach you the route of running mana. "Yang Quan does not believe in evil.

Xishui nodded, he did what Yang Quan did, Yang Quan asked him to run mana how he wanted, he ran mana, but after Yang Quan sealed, a thunderbolt slashed to the open space next to him, but after the stream was sealed, nothing happened, and the place where the thunder should have been condensed was only slightly fluctuating, but nothing was formed.

"???" Yang Quan asked with a question mark in his head, what is the situation? Could it be that it is because the cultivation method is wrong, the body structure of these desolate people is already different from theirs, so they can't perform Dao techniques? But just now his divine sense glanced at the past, except for the fact that he was a little bigger, there was no difference in everything else?

"Yang... Quan, thank you, don't try, in fact, 10,000 years ago, we desolate people were a little more miserable, and even the mana in our bodies was a little difficult to condense, and the results of our cultivation could only be reflected in the flesh, and the mana was even more powerful than what we were imprisoned now... At that time, a fourth-level demon beast can wipe out one of our clans..."

Yang Quan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, Xishui said: "At that time, our tribe was almost used as food reserve by all kinds of demon beasts on this land... Fortunately, about 10,000 years ago, there was a Zhongzhou man, he also said that he was not from Zhongzhou, he came to our Western Wilderness and taught our ancestors some things, and after that, our situation was much better, and we, the small tribes, could also hunt fifth-level demon beasts, and those big tribes, it is said that even eighth-level and ninth-level demon beasts are not afraid. ”

"Ten thousand years ago?" Yang Quan suddenly thought of someone.

"Alas... To tell the truth, if it was 10,000 years ago, if the two of you came here, although you would not be eaten, but the ancestors of our desolate people would definitely tear you apart, but now it is different, although that person did not help us get rid of the curse, but it can be regarded as helping us get rid of part of the curse, so everyone's hatred for the people of Zhongzhou is not as deep as before. ”

"It's really unimaginable, damning the bloodline, this kind of means seems unimaginable, if someone has to say that someone can do it, then at least it has to be a person with the strength of Tsing Yi, right? No, Tsing Yi shouldn't be able to do it... In this way, the one who cursed the desolate man was a saint in the ancient period?" Yang Quan thought, and the person who helped the desolate man, Yang Quan could think of it, and it was only in the Tianyuan Continent that established the sect alliance and the person who established the Sanren Alliance, that is, the master of Tsing Yi, the strongman who tore the Holy Spirit Ring.

"Okay, this is not something I can solve, mana can't be used, so what about the prohibition? I'll teach you a few simple prohibitions, you can try it. Yang Quan thought for a while and said, he didn't know what the reason was for an ancient saint to put this kind of curse, but now these desolate people are always innocent, right? Tens of thousands of years have passed, even if the original sin is extremely evil, it is almost the same.

"Really?" said the stream.

"Well, let's try it, I'm not sure if it can be done, you learn from me, let's get the simplest dust ban first, so..."

Yang Quan took out two blank rune papers, and then taught Xi Shui to condense the mana at his fingertips, he was very simple to do, but it was very difficult for Xi Shui to do, but he could barely do it, the mana in their bodies, after the sage pointed out ten thousand years ago, he could already use part of it.

"Master, you wait first. Luo Qianqian suddenly spoke.

"Huh?"

"If you follow what they said, then what's the ban over there? These desolate people actually have a way to use mana, otherwise how could the ban be handed down?"

Yang Quan's eyes flashed, Luo Qianqian was right, how could he ignore this.

Xishui also heard Luo Qianqian's words, and was silent, and the smile on his original face disappeared all at once.

"Patriarch Xishui, can you solve my doubts?" Yang Quan's tone was a little cold.

Xishui looked up at the sky and said lightly: "The mana of the desolate man is imprisoned in the body, and ten thousand years ago it was imprisoned in flesh and blood, and it cannot be used in the slightest, even today, if you want to use mana, it is extremely difficult to write a few prohibitions, is it necessary for me to lie to you?"

"And those prohibitions..."

"The desolate people can't use their mana, the Zhongzhou people can, in order to continue the race, we robbed some Zhongzhou people, and intermarried with us to produce offspring, which is a sacrificial vein, which can reduce most of the curse power, we have a feud with the Zhongzhou people, they cursed us almost unable to practice, resulting in how many deaths of our desolate people?