Soon, Ning Wujian saw the stone tablet in the little guy's mouth, which was not inserted in the ground, but wrapped in a ball of crystal ice.

The stele is the same size as an ordinary tombstone, I don't know what kind of stone is polished from the road, the shape is long, it is jet black, a bit like a black stone, there are groove marks on it, the middle is smooth, and a sermon is engraved.

The whole stele looks quaint, there is a sense of vicissitudes, at a glance, you can feel a kind of desolation from the ancient desolation.

"As long as you attach your divine thoughts to the text and squirt a mouthful of blood on it, you will be able to know the method of cultivating the Dao. The little one's mind reappeared, and there was a hint of nervousness in his tone.

Although this cave heaven provides it with the conditions for growth, it has also become a prison that imprisons it, although its parents have great powers, but they may not have expected that Dongsheng Shenzhou will be smelted into a heaven and earth oven, the environment here has changed greatly, and the lotus platform that originally guarded the little guy has become a cage.

Ning Wuqian did as he said, sitting cross-legged in front of the ice, one hand on the ice, the cold air spread through the palm of his hand, and a trace of cold air froze the palm of his hand, forming fine ice crystals.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a drop of essence blood fell on the ice, and the blood exuded the meaning of the ancient, and instead of forming ice, it penetrated the ice cube and soaked in the sermon, gradually spreading out a trace of blood, dyeing the entire sermon red.

Through the ice, Shen Nian came into contact with the sermon on the stone tablet.

Buzz Buzz......

In an instant, the mysterious Taoist text seemed to be alive, swaying, swaying out thousands of black lights, breaking through the ice, and a thick black mist appeared, permeating the entire underground palace, and an illusory stele appeared above the underground palace, exuding a desolate atmosphere.

"It has appeared, and his bloodline is really able to communicate with this divine monument!"

The divine egg emitted bursts of white light, flickering in the black mist, and in the crystal clear eggshell, the fluffy little guy stared at the illusory stele with wide eyes and without blinking.

Two golden rays shot out of the eyes of the little guy, falling on the stele shadow, the black mist surged, the beasts roared, and the sound of the sacrifice that spanned the ages rose out, this sound was vast and boundless, containing unfathomable majesty, revealing a stream of magical rules, the whole cave was trembling, and the endless brilliant brilliance rushed up, blocking the breath in the cave, and there was no hint of it.

This kind of movement is too vast, and once it is perceived by the outside world, it will definitely set off a big wave of fumigation.

Among the monuments, all kinds of voices came out, tiger roaring, dragon roaring, ape crying, eagle chirping, wolf roaring, and even gods and demons roaring, it seems to return to the time of the flood and wilderness, the ancient era of ten thousand beasts galloping, at that time, the great wilderness is endless, there is no Kyushu world, there are no four continents, only the eight wilderness, the powerful demon clan, the fierce beast dominates, the gods stand high in the sky, and all the people sacrifice.

This is a brilliant world, but also a ruthless world, with thousands of gods and demons, tens of thousands of miles of fierce beasts, and extremely powerful human races, which are recorded by the god monument in part!

The golden pupils of the little guy re-reflected the scene recorded in the Divine Monument, and the brilliant brilliance fell on the Divine Egg through the light, and the Ice Crystal Lotus did not block this brilliance, and the golden chain of order was wrapped around the crystal clear Divine Egg, exuding a vast desolation like the shadow of the stele, and gradually turned into golden runes, imprinted on the Divine Egg, and the white Divine Egg instantly became colorful and intertwined.

The little guy absorbs this order from the Divine Monument to the fullest, for it, this is a valuable wealth, not everyone can communicate the Taoist text of the Divine Monument, only the demon clan containing the most ancient bloodline can refine the Divine Monument.

The little guy's bloodline is as extraordinary, but it is trapped in the egg, even if it has divine thoughts, it can't be sacrificed, and when Ning Wuqian appeared in the cave, it had already felt the extraordinary blood power on Ning Wuji's body.

This is the induction between the heirs of the same powerful bloodline, as if Ning Wujian can feel the unusualness of the little guy, and in their bloodline, they inherit an extraordinary force.

Although the little guy used Ning Wuji, but Ning Wuji's harvest was also huge, in the divine monument, it was recorded that some powerful magical powers of the demon clan during the ancient flood and famine, the little guy could absorb these rules of order, and he could too.

One by one, the order charm culture is a golden brand, flying all over the sky, and the most lull gradually submerges into Ning Wuxi's skin, engraved on the bones, the demon body is the strongest, but the bones are still very fragile, at this time, one by one runes are imprinted on it, the white bones suddenly shine with colorful light, a layer of colorful light film slowly covers the bones, thousands of colors, and there seems to be a glow in the flesh and blood.

This is a baptism, a baptism from the power of the flood and the baptism of the Tao, this baptism does not come from cultivation and realm improvement, but from the transformation of the foundation, potential, and bloodline.

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, but if there is no strong foundation, it will only be a castle in the air, illusory and ethereal, many immortals just ignore the foundation, but the strength is not as good as some low-level monks.

Potential determines how far a monk can go in the future, and once many monks reach a certain state, they can no longer take a step forward and stay for thousands of years, which is the end of potential.

The path of cultivation pays attention to blessings and immortal roots, and it is not nonsense.

At the moment when Shen Nian came into contact with the Taoist text, Ning Wujian felt a will that spanned the ages and washed over his body, which was the will from the desolation, that is, the test from the Divine Monument, which was the key to the sacrifice.

Although the little guy didn't say anything, Ning Wujian still guessed something, the Divine Monument Cultivation is not so simple, this will is too vast, it is like facing the angry waves of the sea, he is helpless, he can only rise and fall in the wind and waves.

The soul is flickering, bright and uncertain, and the flame of life is like a candle in a storm, which may be extinguished at any time.

Ning Wujian recited the "Taiyin Jue", silently reciting the method of soul condensation in the "Thousand Miles of Soul Sound Dafa", in this surging will of the wilderness, like a swaying boat, swaying in the waves, but after the baptism of the waves and immovable.

Finally, after this will disappeared, the light and shadow recorded by the Divine Monument and the ancient demon clan's divine powers remaining on the Divine Monument were imprinted into Ning Wuji's body.

There is a fundamental difference between magic and magic, magic can be passed on, can be written, but magic can only be understood, like "Thousand Miles of Soul Sound Dafa", "Dream Dafa", "Thirty-six Changes" These are all spells that can be transmitted, and like Ning Wuji's full moon supernatural power, the demon clan supernatural power recorded in the divine tablet, can only be understood.

This kind of supernatural power, each person's comprehension is different, it will take on a different form, and it will gradually evolve into magic.

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