The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery of the Wu Tribe were formed by twelve drops of Pangu's Blood Essence. They were all extraordinary and had mastered the mighty power that could suppress the world. They could shake the Chaos with their hands and feet!
Lin Yuan was a little troubled as to which Ancestral Wizard he should bind to through the shared skill.
After all, every Ancestral Sorcerer was heaven-defying.
In the end, he thought about it and decided to bind Houtu.
After all, according to what he knew, Houtu had transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the future and had the same merit as a Sage.
Although Houtu was suspected to have died in the end, her achievements were definitely among the top among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, which indirectly proved that Houtu was extraordinary!
Binding Houtu would definitely not be a loss.
Lin Yuan immediately went to the Houtu Tribe, saying that he had a problem with cultivation and wanted to consult the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu.
He was a Senior Magus, second only to the Ancestral Magi. Naturally, he had a special status and was soon summoned.
Lin Yuan casually asked for advice on the difficulties he encountered in his cultivation. Houtu did not doubt him and immediately answered patiently. She even admired him very much.
This child is really not bad!
All the other Shamans had their brains filled with muscles. They did not know how to ponder at all. They only relied on their instincts to cultivate and increase their strength.
There were too few people in the Sorcerer Tribe who could calm down, study their potential, and explore the difficulties of cultivation.
A witch who was willing to use his brain like this was simply a treasure.
Houtu saw that Lin Yuan was getting more and more satisfied. Finally, she smiled and encouraged him,"
"Wu Yuan, you have done well. If you encounter any problems in the future, you should think more about it and ask the Ancestor of Sorcery for advice. Although you are not born with talent, as long as you work hard enough, you will definitely achieve something in the future.”
Lin Yuan immediately acted like an obedient student and nodded repeatedly, making Houtu smile.
However, she did not know that Lin Yuan's mind was no longer on the cultivation problem. Instead, he was shouting in his heart and activating the skill sharing.
buzz ~~~
In an instant, Lin Yuan felt that he had established a wonderful connection with Houtu. Of course, only he could sense this connection. Houtu was completely unaware of it.
Excited, he immediately bade farewell and returned to his residence to begin cultivating.
And then-
Boom!
His entire body suddenly shone brightly. Boundless Blood Qi rose like a vast sea that drowned his house. It rolled and roared, making terrifying booms.
His cultivation was circulating at full speed at this moment, rising crazily.
If his original cultivation speed was 1, then his current cultivation speed was 10000. It was an increase of tens of thousands of times!
"Is this the cultivation speed of the Ancestral Magus?”
Lin Yuan was shocked.
He was born with a defect, so it had always been difficult for him to cultivate. He often went into seclusion for a long time, but his cultivation did not improve at all. It was full of sluggishness, as if he was walking in a quagmire. Every step was extremely heavy and he staggered.
But now, it was completely different!
It was as if he had broken free from the quagmire and walked onto a flat and wide road. Then, a pair of wings grew out of his back, allowing him to soar into the sky and cross the vast and lofty mountains.
He broke free from the shackles and soared into the sky!
This kind of feeling was truly filled with endless joy, making Lin Yuan wish he could roar towards the sky and spit out the many grievances and depression that he had suppressed in his heart.
As expected of an Ancestor of Sorcery. This cultivation speed was too terrifying and completely beyond one's imagination. No wonder the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were so heaven-defying. Their talent was so strong that it made people afraid!
"Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, activate!"
Lin Yuan growled.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Skill was the standard of the Wu Tribe. It was the top cultivation method in Untainted Land. Almost every Wu Tribe member cultivated this cultivation method.
This cultivation method mainly tempered the body. There were a total of nine revolutions. With each revolution, the cultivation of the body would undergo earth-shattering changes.
For example, the famous Eight Nine Mysteries of the later generations was just a low-quality imitation of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
Now, Lin Yuan had already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the peak of the second revolution. He had been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time without any signs of loosening.
But at this moment, it was different.
The Qi and blood in his body roared like a dragon and circulated in his meridians and acupuncture points. In the blink of an eye, he had completed 81 cycles. With each cycle, his Qi would become stronger. When the 81 cycles were completed, his Qi would reach its peak.
It was as if the lava that had been running secretly for billions of years under the vast rock layers had finally accumulated enough power and suddenly tore apart the endless rock layers and spurted out from the crater of a volcano. The lava, mixed with endless volcanic ash and suffused with the smell of sulfur, tore apart the sky!
Boom!
Lin Yuan's cultivation broke through the bottleneck at this moment, directly breaking through from the second revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the third revolution.
Violent blood qi filled the heavens and earth, and endless fiendish qi gushed into the sky. Lin Yuan's body was like a furnace that was ignited at this moment, burning fiercely!
"I actually broke through so quickly. At my original cultivation speed, even if I cultivated for another 100,000 years, I wouldn't be able to break through to the Third Cycle.”
Lin Yuan muttered.
He had a good mentality. Even though he had become the weakest Senior Magus of the Sorcerer Tribe, he was still cultivating in the base camp peacefully, neither arrogant nor impatient.
However, deep in his heart, he was still a little unhappy. The feeling of trying his best but only improving a little made him feel quite helpless.
However, things were different now.
After binding Houtu, he would have the cultivation speed of the Ancestor of Sorcery. His strength would increase so quickly that he would be able to dominate the entire Sorcerer Tribe.
This shared skill was truly heaven-defying. With it, Lin Yuan was no different from the most terrifying creature.
"However, I can't be arrogant.”
"Although I have the cultivation speed of the Ancestors of Sorcery, I'm only at the third revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. I'm still very weak. In this vast Wilderness, my strength is still not enough.”
"Yes, I'll focus on cultivating for the next period of time.”
"I won't stop until I've completely drained my cultivation potential!”
Lin Yuan's eyes were firm. He decided to continue his path of living an ignoble life to the end. In any case, if it was not necessary, he would not take a step out of the door. He focused all his attention and moved forward.
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