The fighting between the various clans in the Fengshen Continent is endless, and the Feng clan can survive in the forest of ten thousand clans and maintain the ancestral land for thousands of years, which shows the strength of the strength.

Kong Xuan and the others took Cheluan all the way to the temple, only to see the wilderness in the distance, the Cheluan was rolling, the dust was thick, and the tribal patriarchs kept coming.

Kong Muyang and his wife hugged their son tightly, watching the powerful cultivators around them rush by, and they all sighed at the strength of the ancestral land.

"Kong Xuanwu'er, after the sacrifice, the great patriarch has promised to let us stay, you have to cultivate hard, and win glory for the rise of my Feng clan in the future. ”

"Mother, I know, don't worry, how can I forget the tragic death of those clansmen. ”

Kong Xuan felt a dull pain in his heart, and at the same time, the strength of the ancestral land also made him happy, and he was determined to cultivate here well and become strong as soon as possible.

Elder Lu patted Kong Xuan on the shoulder, silently expressing encouragement, and Kong Xuan broke out on the way to defeat the leader of the Wind Snake Clan, making everyone even more convinced that he was the hope of reviving the tribe in the future.

Cultivation is extremely difficult, in addition to hard work, it also requires extraordinary talent, although Elder Lu and Qi Diao and others cultivate hard, their qualifications are mediocre, and they can only reach the early stage of refining qi and transforming gods, and they can no longer break through.

Because of this, Kong Xuan's performance surprised the patriarch Lihuo and the others, who believed that he was a genius and risked thousands of miles to send him to the ancestral land to cultivate.

The Flame Patriarch looked at the scenes of the ancestral land's strength, and felt more and more in his heart that what they were doing was correct.

"Kong Xuan, yesterday in the ancestral temple, why did you only take a book of annotations without wind?"

Elder Qidiao turned his head and asked Kong Xuan with interest.

Yesterday in the ancestral temple, Kong Xuan and Han Yu both took only one book, which made everyone wonder.

The ancestral temple hides countless rare practice cheats, all cultivators dream of it, if it weren't for the destruction of the entire Lihuo tribe and the sympathy of the great patriarch, Kong Xuan and they would not have the opportunity to enter the ancestral temple at all.

is obviously an opportunity, Kong Xuan and Han Yu's choice made everyone dumbfounded.

"Elder Qidiao, there are many books in the ancestral temple, but only this Phaseless Wind Recipe is suitable for my current cultivation realm, and the others can't be used even if they are taken out. ”

Kong Xuan honestly said his thoughts.

Kong Muyang's heart moved, and he and his wife looked at each other and showed a pleased smile, they understood that Kong Xuan wanted to take one step at a time and gradually improve his strength, so he didn't take the exercises that he couldn't use now, but chose the Wuxiang Wind Technique.

Elder Qidiao laughed and said: "That's right, Xiuzhen is the most taboo to be greedy and ask for more, Xiao Kong Xuan did the right thing, better than my Qidiao, haha." ”

The Detachment Patriarch also praised it, Kong Xuan lowered his head embarrassedly, and Han Yu was happy in his heart.

The two of them are also the only hope for the future of the Feng Clan's Lihuo Tribe.

At this time, the car in front stopped, and everyone looked up and saw that they had arrived at the ancestral temple.

Kong Xuan looked up and saw that the ancestral temple shrouded in the fairy wind yesterday was clearly revealed at this moment.

On the temple gate towering into the air, the gilded characters are written with the four characters of the Feng ancestral temple, shining brightly.

The door of the ancestral temple was closed, and a huge open space was vacated in front of it for the next sacrifice.

Facing the ancestral temple, a high platform appeared in the air, and the Feng clan patriarch Aotian, who had already arrived on the high platform, sat in the center, and the following were the left and right plots and the six elders of the cabinet.

The fairy atmosphere around the high platform is diffuse, the blue bird flies, the phoenix spreads its wings, a magical scene.

Below the high platform were 100,000 Feng clan elders from various tribes and some scattered cultivators.

At this moment, 100,000 people looked up at the sky together, and the auspicious clouds of the Heavenly Immortal Realm appeared above the head of the Great Patriarch of the Feng Clan, Aotian.

Heavenly immortals, that is, stepping into the immortal realm of the Supreme of the Ages, are also the realm that countless clansmen dream of.

Kong Xuan and his parents looked up and felt shocked, and they were also proud that the ancestral land had such a powerful atmosphere.

At this time, the hour has come, and the sacrifice begins.

The heavy huge temple door of the ancestral temple slowly opened, and a white light quickly entered the temple, only to see the clouds and clouds inside, the weather was thousands, and the meaning of this endless road was faintly flowing.

The 100,000 clansmen below were all silent, looking at the ancestral temple without blinking.

On the high platform, the big leader Aotian looked up at the heavenly phase, nodded slightly, and the right plot at the bottom stood up and shouted to the ancestral temple: "Heaven and earth are four phases, all laws are one, and I respectfully ask the patriarch to open the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky." ”

The sound rolled like spring thunder, rolling over the heads of 100,000 tribesmen for a long time.

The Great Patriarch nodded and knelt down slowly, and the six elders behind him also knelt down.

Underground, 100,000 people brushed the ground and knelt down, facing the ancestral temple, holding their breath.

Fengming City South Ancestral Temple, 100,000 Feng clan prostrate, magnificent.

The great patriarch Aotian took the parchment scroll in Youmou's hand, unfolded it and read: "Long sky, how many tears are there in it, and the broken face is restored. If there is no fate, there are three ...... between the six paths."

The sound rolled like thunder, and the wilderness was silent, and the heavens and the earth were peaceful.

Kong Xuan and the others knelt on the ground, looked up at the great patriarch in the air, and admired it very much in their hearts, although there are hundreds of millions of people in the Feng clan, it is rare to be able to step into the fairy world for thousands of years. Countless so-called genius teenagers ended up in mediocrity.

Kong Muyang's eyes looked at his son, and secretly prayed that God would bless Kong Xuan to cultivate to the true meaning and break through the realm.

On the high platform, the big leader finished reading, and then saw the sacrifices brought by the tribal patriarchs slowly flying to the open space in front of the ancestral temple. In the blink of an eye, it piles up.

The huge murder brought by the Lihuo tribe looked so small in front of the sacrifices of other tribes, and everyone was full of divine beasts that had cultivated for ten thousand years.

"Sacrifice. ”

The right plotter who presided over the sacrifice shouted loudly.

The Great Patriarch Aotian raised his hands slightly, as if driven by an invisible divine power, and all the sacrifices piled up in the open space slowly flew up and flew into the ancestral temple.

The effort was not great, and all the piled up of sacrifices flew into the ancestral temple, leaving only an empty space.

In the ancestral temple, the gray is over, the clouds are steaming and the weather is thousands, and the mountain-like offerings enter like a stone sinking into the sea, without a sound.

On the high platform, the patriarch returned to Cheluan, the sacrificial ceremony ended, and the ancestral temple door slowly closed.

After the sacrifice, the patriarch and the cabinet elders did not take a chariot, but slowly walked back to the ancestral court under the guidance of the two treasure elephants.

This is also a step in the sacrificial ceremony, called the Daitian Parade, and when the parade ends, the sacrifice is officially over.

After that, the Grand Leader will meet with the tribal patriarchs who came from afar, reward and punish the evil, select the elites of the clan, and stay in the ancestral land to cultivate.

Kong Xuan and his party followed the procession of the great chief, walking slowly, for them, the tribe had been destroyed, and the great patriarch promised to let everyone stay in the ancestral land to cultivate, and they were all full of joy.

"Kong Xuan, the sacrifice is over, but the next elite selection is the highlight, you have to work harder. ”

The Patriarch of Lihuo walked up to Kong Xuan and said in a serious voice.

The ancestral land has countless rare exercise cheats, and countless cultivation powerhouses, and the genius teenagers of those tribes are sent here, and they have to be screened, and the selected elites can become important cultivation objects in the ancestral land.

The Flame Patriarch knew that the next selection of elites was the most important thing for Kong Xuan.

Kong Muyang and his wife Xiangning looked at each other when they heard this, revealing a worried expression, Kong Xuan's amazing talent before made the tribal elders think that he was a genius.

But when they arrived at the ancestral land, they saw the strength of the ancestral land and the talents of the people, and the husband and wife were worried that their son would not be selected.

"Kong Xuan, Han Yu, the two of you must work hard to become an elite warrior in the ancestral land, but you will be personally guided by a powerhouse in the realm of refining gods, and the opportunity is rare. ”

"Patriarch, is it difficult to select elites?"

The lacquer carving elder who walked in the front also turned his head, and there was worry in his eyes.

The Flame Patriarch looked at the clansmen who exuded a powerful aura around him and nodded slowly.

"Every year, 10,000 people participate in the selection, and only 100 people can become elite fighters in the end, think about it, how difficult is it?"

"Wow, only 100 out of 10,000 people are elected, this ...... It's too hard, isn't it?"

Han Yu watched in surprise as the patriarch left the fire.

"Yes, it is precisely the difficulty that can select a real genius boy. The Fire Patriarch said.

At this time, the parade was coming to an end, and the Feng clansmen who followed the parade were talking about the selection of elites that would be held in January.

"I've heard that the number of candidates this year has doubled compared to 10 years ago, and it seems that it will be more difficult to pass this year. ”

"Brother Jingwei, you are the most promising genius of the Wumeng tribe, you have to work hard this time. ”

"Haha, Brother Nian, thank you so much, work together. ”

......

Kong Xuan turned his head and saw his mother Xiangning looking at him worriedly, his heart was hot, and he said: "Father, mother, patriarch, several elders, I will definitely work hard to fight for this opportunity, don't worry." ”

The great leader of the Feng clan and his entourage entered the ancestral court, and the sacrificial ceremony was officially over.

The Patriarch of Lihuo and his entourage were arranged on the sacred mountain in the southwest of the ancestral court, the sacred mountain was abrupt and straight, standing stupidly in the south of the ancestral garden, clear and beautiful, and it was the place where the strong people in the clan lived. The Lihuo Patriarch and the others were the leaders of a tribe and had strong strength, so they were arranged in this mountain.

Kong Xuan and his parents found a cave, there were caves everywhere on the sacred mountain, and those strong people occupied them separately and cultivated in the caves, and the Lihuo Patriarch and others lived in the nearby caves.

The cultivation realm of the Fire Patriarch and the others had reached a bottleneck, and they knew that their qualifications were ordinary and they could not break through, so they put all their hopes on Kong Xuan.

Everyone naturally didn't want Kong Xuan to have any accidents, so they protected their family of three around.

Kong Xuan thanked his parents and clansmen and couldn't wait to enter the cave. Sit cross-legged and take out the Phaseless Wind Technique to cultivate.

In his previous life, Kong Xuan was a true god, and after recovering his divine power and a trace of residual thoughts in his previous life, Kong Xuan already knew that this Phaseless Wind Technique was a supreme technique in the Divine Realm, and it was extremely powerful, but the Patriarch of Lihuo and the others did not know it.

This Phaseless Wind Determination is a supreme Dao method cultivated by fusing the qi of heaven and earth into wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and it is a top-notch technique even in the divine realm.