The houses here are both tall and large, and the roads between the houses are very wide. The entire tribe covers a very large area, and according to what he saw on the clouds, the entire tribe occupies an area of about dozens of miles.

Each house is made of stone, wide and wide, some are dense, and some are scattered. In dense places, one house is next to another, and in sparse places, each house has a very large yard with open spaces in between.

The house that Ling Yun was assigned was closer to the periphery of the tribe, leaning on a mountain, and there was a mountain wall not far from it, and deeper on the right hand of the house was a mountain col, in which more than a dozen families lived, and a gurgling water flowed from the depths of the mountain col and passed not far in front of his door. There is a small forest next to the house, and the sparse trees can be seen in the courtyard of another family.

Probably because the people here are very simple, the courtyards of every house are only fenced, and no one is seen building tall courtyard walls. In comparison, the privacy of the courtyard may be a little worse, but he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

When he came to the houses, Ling Yun found that these houses were all carved out of stone, without the slightest gap, and they looked like they were all in one. He didn't pay attention when he was at a distance, and he didn't notice it until he entered the tribe.

When he entered the courtyard, he didn't feel anything, but when he entered the house, he couldn't help but be surprised: "What a rich aura!"

As soon as I stepped into the room, I felt a strong aura rushing to my face. At this time, he saw the scene inside the house—it was filled with a lot of steaming and tumbling mist. Looking down, I could see through the fog that a sparkling pool of water had accumulated on the ground.

At first, Ling Yun didn't notice it, and thought that the house was leaking: "What's going on, is the house leaking?" But when he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong: "The whole house is carved from a big stone, it can't be leaking, right?"

When he took a closer look, he realized that something was wrong: "What kind of water is this? This is clearly liquefied aura!" Such a rich aura is simply unprecedented. Moreover, the mist in mid-air seemed to be condensing drop by drop, merging into the spiritual fluid on the ground. "It's all liquefied into water, it's incredible!"

Looking at the aura water on the ground, he looked around again, and found a spiritual cave in the corner of the house that was spewing spiritual energy.

Walking to the spirit cave and taking a closer look, Ling Yun realized that this house was actually built on a spiritual vein. This spiritual acupoint is the breath vent of the spiritual vein, and the spiritual veins under the house gush out from there.

"No wonder it will form a spiritual mist, and this spiritual vein gushes out directly from here, completely trapped in the house by this house, and cannot be leaked out at all. If it accumulates for a long time, it may liquefy into water. After pondering for a while, Ling Yun thought about why this house was carved from a single stone, probably because he wanted to lock the aura of this room, right?

After figuring out the key to this, Ling Yun shifted his mind away. "If the house here is built on a spiritual vein......

As if thinking of something, he immediately turned around and walked out of the house, jumped on the roof and looked around. Although you can't see the distant scene, you can see the nearby scene. Ling Yun found that there was a small spirit vein under every house. "If every house is built on a spiritual vein......" Thinking of this, Ling Yun couldn't help but gasp.

When he thought about it again, it was a little scary. Maybe these spiritual veins are not too big compared to the spiritual veins in those big mountain ranges, but such a dense group of spiritual veins gathered together also constitutes a huge group of spiritual veins. Such a dense group of spiritual veins is not a naturally formed thing at all.

No matter how tiny the spiritual veins are, they are all formed by the precipitation of the earth's veins mixed with spiritual energy. The tiny leylines will merge with each other under the action of nature. When so many tiny spiritual veins converge, they will gradually merge into one or several huge spiritual veins.

But this is not the case now, so many tiny spiritual veins gather here, as if they are intertwined into a large net, weaving into a wonderful terrain. The whole terrain formed a wonderful vitality, and in his senses, he felt as if the land came to life, like the heart of a man, circulating and swallowing something mysterious.

"I originally thought that the clansmen were just the incarnation of the Yellow Emperor's essence, but that's it. But now it seems that all of these clansmen have extraordinary abilities!" Ling Yun observed the situation on the ground from the height of the house, and gradually saw some subtleties.

The breath in the distance is deeply hidden, and there is some kind of communication with the power in the earth all the time. Seeing such a scene, Ling Yun couldn't help but have a name in his heart: "Son of the Earth!"

Thinking of this, he thought of the characters in myths and legends who claimed to be the sons of the earth: "It is said that as long as you stand on the earth, your strength will never be exhausted." ’

These Tu people, all of them, have this kind of power. Looking at their situation, they should also have the ability to 'stand on the earth, and their strength will never be exhausted'. Ling Yun thought silently: "Perhaps, this is the extraordinary thing about the Tu clan!"

Seeing that one by one the hidden powerful aura, any one of them was much stronger than himself, he was also deeply stimulated: "I can't waste time, since there are so many spiritual qi liquefied spiritual liquids, I must use these spiritual liquids to speed up my cultivation!"

Not only the people of the Tu Clan, but also the powerlessness in the face of the Chaos Demon God, they must master great power in order to gain a foothold in this dangerous world. Silently thinking about the situation of the Tu Clan, Ling Yun returned to his own house.

Looking around at the aura mist in the house, under the shadow of the aura mist, the room was hazy, and everything seemed to be covered with a light veil, glowing with a soft light.

Looking at the spiritual liquid accumulated on the ground of the room, Ling Yun thought silently: "The stagnant water on the ground is originally made of spiritual energy, because the house has been uninhabited for a long time, and the spiritual energy here has not been consumed. It must be very difficult to accumulate so much water-like spiritual fluid now!"

"It's not easy to accumulate so much spiritual liquid, and this thing should be of great benefit to my cultivation, so I can't just leave it here for nothing!" After a little thought, he found a jade pot from the room.

The rugged jade pot is left behind by the previous owner of the house, and the appearance of the jade pot is slightly rough and rough, and it has not been carefully carved. But the jade quality of this jade pot is as delicate and moist as the finest mutton fat jade.

Stroking the jade pot, Ling Yun felt a little in love. But this is for use after all, so he didn't hesitate in the slightest. With the help of a little power from his own cultivation, he carved more than a dozen runes on the jade pot, and simply transformed the jade pot into a storage container that can hold a large amount of water.

Urging the jade pot, a white gas swept through the entire house, and all the accumulated spiritual liquid was all swept into the jade pot. In the palm-sized jade pot, dozens of spiritual liquids were stored. Shaking the jade pot slightly, through the crystal jade, you can vaguely see the spiritual liquid in the jade pot that is shimmering with light.

Looking at the house that has become dry again, although it is still foggy, it no longer affects the use. He tidied up the house a little, and then came to a place that resembled a bedroom, and in the room was a jade bed, and the jade bed had a glowing divine light, which conjured up a multicolored shimmer.

Looking at this jade bed, he found out as early as when he was tidying up the house, this is a strange thing that helps to practice, as long as he sits on it or lies on it, there is a calm charm around him, and this jade bed can gather spiritual energy, it is really a rare treasure to assist in cultivation.

Ling Yun felt that it might have taken more than ten years to completely condense the Innate True Talisman. But with the help of the spiritual fluid and this jade bed, this time can be greatly shortened.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun's heart moved, and he felt that Houtu might have already settled on this, with the help of the witch girl's hand, not only did he arrange a place to live, but he may still be secretly urging himself to practice hard and regain his former strength as soon as possible.

Secretly guessing Houtu's thoughts, Ling Yun thought of a lot: "Perhaps, if a reincarnated god cultivates to a high level, those powers scattered in the world may return to him." However, he had already chosen his path, and pure Shinto was not for him.

As early as the beginning of his cultivation, Ling Yun had longed for the great freedom and freedom of the Immortal Dao. So, at that time, the path to be taken in the future was determined.

But this era is the age of the gods, even if the last era of the gods has ended, but Shinto has not died out, and the orthodoxy of the universe is still Shinto. Now, the Immortal Dao doesn't know that it is hidden in that horn, and it has not bloomed with brilliant light.

If you want to take the path of immortals, you can only explore it a little by yourself. I don't know the way forward, I don't know the direction, I don't even have a follow-up, I can only walk alone in a confused and dark place.

Fortunately, he is not clueless, the cultivation of the Immortal Dao is completely different from the Divine Dao, according to Ling Yun's understanding, the great power of the Divine Dao belongs to the world, and the great power of the Immortal Dao belongs to himself.

Because as far as he knows, the divine power of the gods is the power of the world, even if the power of the gods is great, but in the end, it is still the world. And everything in the Immortal Dao belongs to itself, and as much power as you have, you can use as much power as you have. Although it can also borrow power from heaven and earth, those powers will always return to the world itself, and will not stay in the body of the immortals.

Starting from these two points, Ling Yun felt that both the Divine Dao and the Immortal Dao had their own side. Although he didn't know how to go on the path of the immortal road, he could only slowly explore it alone, but he felt that the road could not be blocked, and he wanted to try to see if he could cross the two paths of the immortal god!