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Chapter 135 Adjusting the path!The choice of the Witch Clan!

"Primordial Spirit, Bloodline, Dao Fruit!"

"Although fellow practitioners of the three can accumulate supreme knowledge, it takes infinite time and endless resources, which is not advisable."

"It is still necessary to focus on the way of the primordial spirit, break through the realm, improve strength, obtain more resources, and at the same time cultivate bloodlines, laws, and Taoism."

"The way of blood and the way of law and fruit feed back to itself, increase the strength of the foundation, and obtain more resources. In this way, a good closed loop is formed."

Yuanlian carefully adjusted her path.

Sacred clearing the way is not just talking. The road ahead is confusing, and no one knows whether the next step will be wrong and deviate from the road.

It’s okay if you just took a detour, it’s just a waste of time, and you’ll eventually get back on the right track.

But if you directly embark on a wrong path, you need to pay a heavy price if you want to return to the right path.

Of course, this difficulty is more vividly reflected in the poor and holy.

As for those trench gods, it would be much better, at least some powerful innate spiritual treasures, innate spiritual roots to study, explore, adjust their own path little by little, so that they will always walk on the right path.

How to practice Taiyi realm?

Yuan Lian didn't know that Sheng Sheng, who was the first to break through Taiyi, wouldn't tell him the mystery in detail.

Even the result of seeing Taiyi's way for the first time now is the result of his desperate efforts with Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun and others.

Even the practice of the Taiyi realm is at a loss, let alone how to prove Daluo!
It is difficult to clear the way, but it is not easy to create a law!

This is also the fundamental reason why the three races can gather countless innate sages and ethnic groups. Is it true that they really think that they only rely on brute force to kill, snatch territory, and search for resources?

That's a bandit's act. Even if you can subdue everyone with absolute strength for a while, but people's hearts are against each other. The harder you press, the stronger the resistance will be, and it will break out one day.

Therefore, in fact, the fundamental advantage of the three races lies in the inheritance of the Dao, the correct guidance of the direction of the Dao, and the collection of various practices, so that the saints can walk on a clear and correct path.

This is the key factor for the three races to unite countless sacred and ethnic groups and strengthen their own power.

After deciding on the future path of cultivation, Yuan Lian had a thought, and 36 Dinghai God beads floated in front of her eyes, shining brightly.

"Dinghaishenzhu, Dinghaishenzhu, for you, I really almost fell to ashes this time, please don't let me down!" Yuan Lian's eyes were full of lust.

The mana surged, the primordial spirit radiated, and he began to sacrifice the innate spirit restraint in the Lingbao little by little.

At the same time, in a mighty palace, twelve ancestor witches gathered together.

"Brother, is it really worth doing this? That is the Nine Turns Mysterious Art inherited by my blood!" Zhu Jiuyin looked at Di Jiang, who was sitting at the top of the center, and said helplessly.

Nine-turn Xuan Gong!
It is the physical training method imprinted in their blood lineage inheritance, and it is also the foundation of their ancestral shamanism.

Zhu Jiuyin couldn't figure out why Di Jiang made such a decision.

Not only he couldn't figure it out, but other ancestral witches also couldn't figure it out, but everyone didn't say anything, except Zhu Rong.

"Yeah, brother, this is my way of waiting for the ancestral shamans. If we spread it like this, it won't be cheap for him." Zhu Rong had a sad expression on his face.

The rest of the ancestral witches all snickered, and then looked at their elder brother Di Jiang in unison.

Obviously, although they were not happy, they did not intend to violate the decision made by Di Jiang.

Di Jiang looked around at his younger brothers and sisters, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, this Nine Turns Mysterious Art is imprinted in his blood and will not flow out."

"And it doesn't matter if it flows out, not all holy spirits can refine the evil spirits of heaven and earth."

That's right, the Nine Turns Mysterious Art, inherited from Pangu's bloodline, is it as simple as refining the aura of heaven and earth?
It's just that the place where the witch clan is located, the twelve ancestor witches swallowed and breathed out evil spirits to refine their bodies, and they had already consumed all of them, so there was only an endless stream of innate spirit energy left for Yuanlian to absorb.

But no matter it is the aura of heaven and earth, or evil spirit, turbidity, calamity, and chaos, all kinds of heaven and earth can be absorbed and refined, and turned into one's own merits.

It's just that compared with the pure and natural innate aura, the refinement of evil spirit and chaotic spirit is much more difficult, but the improvement obtained is also greater.

If these evil spirits and turbidity are absorbed and refined by ordinary innate gods, they will be eroded by the primordial spirit. Not only will they not be able to sacrifice the blood, but they will cause damage to the primordial spirit.

But Yuan Lian is different, he has an extraordinary heel, no matter it is evil spirit, turbidity, or even chaos, he can purify it first and then refine it.

This is also the reason why Di Jiang imparted the Nine-Zhuan Xuan Gong to Yuan Lian without any scruples.

"As for whether it's worth it or not, you will know later." Di Jiang didn't explain too much.

There are some things that even brothers and sisters born from the same origin cannot know too much without their strength.

Moreover, as the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he was supposed to protect his younger siblings. If possible, he would rather fight everything by himself.

Zhu Jiuyin watched Di Jiang quietly, he knew that Di Jiang had an important secret that he did not tell them.

Since Di Jiang didn't say anything, then this matter must be detrimental to the Wu clan and their ancestors.

If you don't tell me, I'll go and see for myself!
There was a faint glow in Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, the vast law of time flowed in his eyes, and an illusory long river was rushing in his eyes.

When the eyes are disillusioned, hundreds of millions of pictures flicker in an instant, and the fog of time overlaps, covering the long river of time.

He urged the law of time, along the veins of time, trying to see everything related to the Wu clan in the future.

"Okay, second brother, the future is infinitely variable, and your realm is not enough. There are some things that you can't see now." Di Jiang called Zhu Jiuyin to stop, not letting him continue to peep into the long river of time.

Gong Gong, Zhu Rong, Xuan Ming, Hou Tu and other ancestral witches all focused their eyes on Di Jiang, so why couldn't they see that Di Jiang was carrying something on his back, and they wouldn't let them know.

"Brother, we were born from the same root, and we should face it together. No matter how difficult the suffering is, you should tell us." The youngest, Houtu, who was always the most loved by her brothers and sisters, asked with a worried expression.

Di Jiang got up and walked to the girl, rubbed her black hair in relief, and said dotingly: "Don't worry, there's big brother here, everything will be fine."

Afterwards, he swept his eyes over the crowd, and said with a light smile, "Let's go, let's all go back and cultivate."

Everyone had no choice but to leave.

Houtu lowered her head slightly, her eyes were flickering, the moment she walked out of the hall, she looked at the palace where Yuanlian lived, thinking secretly in her heart.

"What's so special about this Yuanlian that the eldest brother would value him so much?"

Obviously, she understands that the elder brother's move today is an investment, but the betting chips are too huge.

It's just that she was very curious about how such an ordinary saint could convince her elder brother that he would be able to help the Wu clan.

Yuan Lian, who was immersed in sacrificial spirit treasures, frowned slightly, as if feeling a fiery gaze peeking at her.

He opened his eyes suspiciously, but just when he wanted to investigate, the feeling of being spied on disappeared without a trace.

"Strange!" He didn't think much about it, and concentrated on practicing again.

These 24 Dinghai God Beads are of the same quality as the previous twelve, and each one is a low-grade innate spirit treasure, which can be refined very quickly.

It took only a short while, and he had already sacrificed the first sixth innate spiritual prohibition, so it would not take much time to refine all of them.

(End of this chapter)