Chapter 002: Spiritual Root Manifests Might
Just as the two of them fell silent again, Jiang Fan's ancestor suddenly spoke: "Time, life!" That's it, Jiang Fan, don't think too much, I am not the opponent of the Blood Domain Demon Venerable, and now most of the power is forcibly transmitted into your body, and if you go out at this moment, you can only drag him for a while." ”
He looked at Jiang Fan and said: "No matter what, your spiritual roots are in your heart, and you can carry my perception of these various methods, although I don't know the grade of your spiritual root, but these perceptions, how many are counted, you have to keep them in mind." In the future, it will be up to you to open up the branches and leaves of my Hidden Immortal Gate!"
As the old man spoke, the momentum on his body suddenly appeared, and his eyes no longer became cloudy. He took a step forward, and with a wave of his big sleeve, all the mist that had been generated when he had just passed the gong dissipated, and the dark gray stone walls of the cave were revealed.
The old man looked back at Jiang Fan and said, "The Blood Domain Demon Venerable attacked the mountain gate, it must be for this Qi Heavenly Trick, now that I have destroyed the magic trick, all the content and perception are passed on to your spiritual root, can you feel it, can you still find it?"
When Jiang Fan heard this, he hurriedly calmed down and worked hard to mobilize the aura in his body.
Since the old spiritual root was replaced and the grade declined, Jiang Fan's cultivation was slowly fading, and his spiritual power was slowly decreasing. He tried his best to urge the small amount of spiritual energy to enter the spiritual root, and immediately, some obscure information came to Jiang Fan's mind.
It's just that some of the information is incomplete, presumably because the inheritance has been interrupted.
Jiang Fan tried hard to find information in his mind, and suddenly, that mysterious breath rose from the bottom of his heart, and for a while other information disappeared from his mind, and that breath entered his mind and condensed into a few big words: "One breath is a heavenly formula." ”
Jiang Fan was taken aback, it turned out that the words that had just been condensed in his mind and urged the two hearts to merge and give birth to the spiritual root were actually the secret of the heavens!
But then he thought again: "Then why did the Blood Domain Demon Venerable go to such lengths to grab this? He is not afraid that after cultivating, his spiritual root will be sold as a scrap?"
"How is it?, but there is a memory of the Heavenly Secret?!" the master asked with concern.
"Back to Shizu, there is, but I can't see it now!" Jiang Fan said honestly.
"It's good to have! Jiang Fan, your spiritual root level is insufficient, and it is difficult to convert my memories and perceptions into your own, but it doesn't matter, when your cultivation improves, you can make up for the lack of qualifications. ”
Shi Zu looked at Jiang Fan and comforted him, but Jiang Fan's eyes were real, and Shi Zu said, "His daily cultivation is improving." "His eyes have obviously dimmed a lot, it seems that with the waste spiritual root, the road to cultivation in the future will be very difficult.
Jiang Fan thought of this, and shook his head with a wry smile, after talking about it, trouble has already come to the door.
"Okay, Jiang Fan! Remember, I'll drag the Demon Venerable for a while, you run quickly! ”
The ancestor led Jiang Fan to the entrance of the cave, and the ancestor put his hand on the stone door, stopped and turned his head to Jiang Fan, "Remember, you are the hope of the Hidden Immortal Sect!"
As the ancestor spoke, a white light faintly emitted from the palm of his hand, and the white light did not come out of the stone gate, the stone gate slowly opened, and a strong bloody aura floated in in an instant. A domineering long laugh sounded: "Old man Xunxi, if you don't come out again, your disciples and grandchildren will die!"
The old man Xunxi took a deep breath, and the strong smell of blood poured into his mouth and nose. He clenched his fists angrily, his arms bulging, and looked up at the sky.
There, a cloud of blood floated, and on the cloud stood a man with a pale face and a withered body. The man was covered in crimson blood and was smiling fiercely at the old man.
"Jiang Fan, let's go!" the old man Xunxi whispered to Jiang Fan, and with a slam kick on the ground, his body rushed straight towards the blood cloud like a cannonball. "The devil is going to be rampant, and he will return the life of my disciples!"
Jiang Fan smelled the smell of blood, and looked at the battlefield in front of him like purgatory on earth, and his legs and stomach were about to spin. He slapped himself violently and said fiercely: "Damn! This life was originally earned for nothing, what are you afraid of!
Jiang Fan shouted angrily and ran to the side. The Demon Venerable above the sky saw another disciple-like young man running out behind the old man Xunxi, frowned, and said to the people who were tearing and killing below: "Open the Blood Brake Great Array! Don't let anyone go!"
When the subordinates of the Demon Venerable below heard this, they all waved their weapons and slashed at themselves without hesitation. The weapon cut through the flesh and brought out blood flowers. For a while, the blood mist in the Hidden Immortal Gate was a little thicker.
Then, out of the crowd came out of a few big men who looked like generals, with words in their mouths, and Dharma seals in their hands, and at the same time shouted violently, and the blood mist floating in the air seemed to be alive, winding around the people of the Hidden Immortal Gate.
Some disciples who were not highly cultivated inhaled the blood mist, and their bodies were suddenly covered with black spots, and then strands of black blood seeped out through their skin.
For a while, wails and cries were heard. Jiang Fan watched these strange and familiar figures turn into a pool of blood one by one, and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
"Senior brother, save me, save me!" A disciple was covered in blood mist, and when he saw Jiang Fan in a panic, he ran towards him crying.
"You, don't, I can't save you!" Jiang Fan was crying when he saw this, and behind the junior brother, the blood mist was chasing him overwhelmingly.
In Jiang Fan's desperate eyes, the disciple turned into blood and fell down. He couldn't figure out how Jiang Fan, who had always been brave and resolute, became like this.
In the next second, the blood mist in the sky enveloped Jiang Fan's body.
"Are you going to die?" Jiang Fan closed his eyes in despair.
For a second... Two seconds...
"Hmm, what's going on?" Jiang Fan felt the blood mist enter his body, and in a hurry, he instinctively urged the spiritual root and drew out the spiritual power to resist the blood mist.
What Jiang Fan didn't know was that this blood mist specifically devoured the aura generated by the spiritual root to strengthen itself. For a while, the aura produced by Jiang Fan's waste spirit root was swallowed up by the blood mist, but because the aura produced by the waste spirit root was not nutritious, after the blood mist was swallowed, it was like food poisoning, not only could not make waves in Jiang Fan's body, but was even transformed into that unnutritious aura, which was stored in the heart by the waste spirit root.
Jiang Fan opened his eyes, looked at his intact body excitedly, and hiccuped. He couldn't figure out the situation, but he felt as if he had taken some supplements, and he was full of strength. Even the cultivation of the first heaven of the cultivation realm of the fallen cultivation body reached the second heaven because of the absorption of blood mist.
"This blood mist is much easier to absorb than Lanzhou for five yuan!" Jiang Fan was immersed in the pleasure of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but the screams behind him pulled his thoughts back to this human purgatory.
"Let's run. Jiang Fan raised his legs and was about to run, but he heard the crying of a young man who had just passed the age of ten not far away.
Jiang Fan looked over, that young man was a disciple who had just entered the mountain gate yesterday, and Jiang Fan had seen this young man when he was speaking in the martial arts arena as a role model for all disciples. Only then his adoring gaze turned into helplessness and horror now.
Jiang Hui looked at that little year, his face was struggling, and after hesitating for a moment, Jiang Fan sighed heavily.
"Hey, if the heart is broken, you can live strongly, but if the heart is broken, what is the point of living? ”
At that moment, Jiang Fan's eyes became firm, and he ran to the young man's side with flying steps, and dragged him behind him.
The young man's heart was like ashes, watching the blood mist press in, but suddenly a strong hand dragged him back a few steps, and a tall and straight figure blocked in front of him. Is that...... Senior Brother Jiang Fan?!
The young man's eyes widened, and he watched in disbelief as the blood mist poured towards Jiang Fan, but it was like a breeze blowing over a hill, and there was no trace. The majestic figure turned its head and smiled kindly at him.
"Hiccup~~" Jiang Fan wanted to say something, but in the end, he just made a hiccup.
On that day, the sky was full of blood and wails, and it was Senior Brother Jiang Fan who stepped forward and let out an earth-shattering howl that dispelled the fear in people's hearts. Years later, the former boy said to his children......
At this time, Jiang Fan didn't know the wonderful story of his life, so he started with this long hiccup.
He only knew that the eyes of the young man in front of him were full of longing for life; he only knew that he had struggled at the bottom of society all his life, and once upon a time he hoped that a figure could hold up his gray sky; he only knew that he had to save more people, even if it was death, he had to save them!
"I, Jiang Fan, if I don't die in this catastrophe, I will return the whole world to these poor people with my crippled body!"