In order to make Ye Lin agree to become a desolate spirit, the old man reluctantly mentioned the origin of the desolate spirit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the end of the ancient period, the apocalypse broke out, and the desolate tribe and the human race joined hands to fight the catastrophe, and the desolate tribe paid the price of almost extinction, and the strong people in the clan fell completely.

In the end, in order to keep the last hope of the clan, the last great power of the desolate clan destroyed his body and sealed the source of his bloodline, leaving the last bloodline source for future generations. Only by becoming a desolate spirit can you be eligible to enter the sealed land, accept the bloodline origin inheritance, and recreate the former glory of the desolate clan.

The old man in Tsing Yi said at the end, his eyes flashed with an incomparably bright light, and he was full of confidence in the future of the desolate clan.

Ye Lin's heart shook, it turned out that when the desolate ancients were desolate, there was such a secret, no wonder the outside world could hardly hear about the deeds of the desolate clan.

Suddenly, Ye Lin seemed to think of something and asked. "Then why is the Terran still so prosperous?"

Ye Lin's question was also the question that Gu Ling wanted to ask, and the two of them invariably set their eyes on the old man in Tsing Yi.

Hearing this, the old man was silent. Finally, he raised his head and sighed: "Someone has to sacrifice, and in the same way, someone has to stay behind to support the overall situation!"

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Lin suddenly had infinite respect for the desolate clan. I'm afraid that it was the desolate people who sacrificed at that time, and it was the human race that was preserved.

"I have one more question. Ye Lin said.

"Speak!"

"Why do you want me to be a desolate spirit, wouldn't it be better for your people to become desolate spirits?" this was the question that Ye Lin had been puzzled in his heart.

The old man glanced at Ye Lin, and then said helplessly: "Because of the ancestral training." ”

"Zu Xun?" Ye Lin was puzzled.

The old man nodded, "That's right, the ancestral training stipulates that to become a desolate spirit, you need to meet three conditions, one of which must be a human. After that, the old man looked at Ye Lin carefully, as if he was checking whether Ye Lin was a human being, and Ye Lin felt uncomfortable for a while.

"Wait, if it has to be human, then won't the desolate clan be denied? Ye Lin was puzzled.

The old man glared at Ye Lin, rolled his eyes and said, "Who said that the Desolate Clan is not human?"

"Uh, is it the same for the Wild Clan?" Ye Lin's eyes widened.

The old man knocked on Ye Lin's head and said dissatisfiedly: "The desolate clan and the human race are both human beings, but the direction and system of cultivation are different. ”

Ye Lin suddenly realized, as the name suggests, he had always thought that the Desolate Race and the Human Race were two different races.

The old man continued, "Second, you must travel through the endless wasteland alone, and third, you must be mortal. After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Ye Lin and disappeared.

Ye Lin was speechless, didn't he just tailor these things for himself, he even had some doubts now, he had not been able to succeed in Nayuan before, just to wait for this moment.

"Village Chief, I really can't be a desolate spirit, my friend is still waiting for me to save her, I have to leave here. Ye Lin said helplessly.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This is simple, as long as you complete the bloodline inheritance, I don't care where you go." ”

Ye Lin was silent, looked at the old man and said, "I want to cultivate immortals." ”

The old man's expression sank, and he stared at Ye Lin and asked, "Why?

Ye Lin shook his head, "I have no prejudice about the system or anything, what I want is to be able to become stronger, strong enough to go home, and to protect all the people I cherish." Ye Lin said word by word, telling his obsession and his dream.

The old man looked at Ye Lin in surprise, Gu Ling's mouth also opened slightly, and they all felt the deep obsession in Ye Lin's words, the obsession of not being a strong person and not looking back.

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed and said slowly: "Actually, the power of this world is all of the same origin......

The old man looked up at the roof, but his gaze seemed to be as deep as passing through the entire Forgotten Ancient Realm.

The immortal cultivates the way, and the desolate cultivates the spirit.

Dao, what is cultivated is divine consciousness, is the true element, and finally breaks through the red dust with will, grasps the source of heaven and earth, and becomes the master of the avenue.

And the spirit, the cultivation is the soul, the body, the past life, and the present life.

The physical body has a spirit, cultivated to the extreme, and the physical body can be sanctified, which can be reached the peak. And the soul itself is the spirit, and the cultivation of the soul is the cultivation of the soul, the stronger the soul, the stronger the body, the heaven and the earth are destroyed but the soul is not destroyed, and the world collapses without the body collapses.

Moreover, according to the old man, the spirit, cultivated to a certain realm, even if the body falls, its soul is still there, after turning into reincarnation, the soul power is not reduced, and even most of the memories of the previous life can be retained, until the time of awakening, the soul element of the past life and the present life are integrated, and the more times of reincarnation, the stronger the soul power, which can be called immortal.

Ye Lin's heart swelled with waves, if it was really as the old man said, the spirit of the way, definitely not inferior to the way, even surpassed.

Ye Lin looked at the old man, he knew in his heart that he could explain the Tao and the spirit so thoroughly, this old man was by no means an ordinary person.

"Village Chief, how long does it take to become a true desolate spirit and inherit the bloodline?" Ye Lin asked after a moment of silence.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It depends on talent, at least one year for the good one, and about ten years for the bad one." ”

Hearing this, Ye Lin's face sank, and Ning Zining couldn't say what would happen in a year, let alone ten years.

The village chief seemed to see what Ye Lin was thinking, and said calmly: "With your qualifications?"

"How long will it take?" Ye Lin asked with some urgency.

"Half a year. The village chief spat out two words slowly.

Ye Lin was stunned for a moment, he had spent a month unsuccessfully, but the old man was so optimistic about himself, he was suddenly a little confused.

"I don't know what adventures you've had, but your physical strength is comparable to that of a third-level demon beast, tsk, looking at your age, it's only eighteen years old at most, it's incredible. The village chief exclaimed.

Ye Lin's heart moved, could it be the effect of the spiritual liquid, thinking of this, Ye Lin suddenly touched his back, and then his face changed, and the bamboo tube was gone.

"Are you looking for this?" the heroic Gu Ling pointed to a bamboo tube hanging on the wall.

Ye Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Gu Ling gratefully. Then he asked suspiciously: "What does a strong body have to do with spiritual cultivation?"

"Of course it matters, I'll tell you about this later. It's getting dark, you can rest in peace first, and after two days, I will officially teach you spiritual cultivation. ”

Helpless, Ye Lin could only lie down under the caring gaze of the village chief and keep silent.

......

"Outsiders, come out and duel with me, come out quickly......" Ye Lin was awakened by a burst of high-pitched shouts.

The sky was already bright, Ye Lin looked out the window suspiciously, not knowing what was going on. Putting on the green shirt that had been mended at some point next to the pillow, Ye Lin's mind suddenly appeared with Gu Ling's heroic figure.

Shaking his head and waving away the distractions in his mind, Ye Lin walked out of the hut.

"You're finally out, you're the outsider that the village chief's grandfather said, right?"

As soon as Ye Lin left the house, a sturdy young man about fifteen or sixteen years old stopped him. When the young man saw that Ye Lin was thin, he glanced at him with contempt in his eyes, and looked down on him.

"Haha, I thought you had three heads and six arms, but I didn't expect you to be a skinny monkey, haha......" The young man smiled unscrupulously, not taking Ye Lin seriously at all.

Outside the hut, in addition to the teenagers, there was a group of children, most of whom were between ten and fourteen years old, but they all had one thing in common: they were unusually large. At this moment, they all laughed together.

Ye Lin frowned, feeling a little inexplicable, he ignored the young man who was blocking the way, turned around and walked towards the house.

Seeing that Ye Lin didn't pay attention to him at all, the young man was immediately furious, so he picked up a four-foot square bluestone outside the door and threw it at Ye Lin.

"Xiaohu, stop it......" Gu Ling, who had just arrived, scolded, but it was already too late, more than six hundred catties of bluestone had already smashed into Ye Lin, only a few meters away from Ye Lin's head.

Gu Ling's heart was cold, and at this moment, a huge popping sound came, and the rubble flew one after another.

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