The Great Wild God - Chapter 12

Chapter 12 The Distant Azure Tide
Dawn shone, and the remnants of the beast soul that he had absorbed were gradually depleted. The invisible force field that he released gradually weakened, and there was no longer any effect of tempering. The Soul Sacrificial Beast Feast was also coming to an end.

The fire jar had already been extinguished, leaving only a few pieces of black wood. The copper cauldron was put down, and there was still a lot of meat soup left inside.

Southern Liao, Zong Sang, and other middle-grade and above savage martial artists only smiled and surrounded them. They surrounded the campfire with muddy fruit wine and bowls of warm meat soup from the bronze cauldron. They laughed happily.

Zong Ya, Zong Ling, Nan Xi, and the other older teenagers didn’t leave after the soul sacrifice. They pulled Chen Xun to sit by the fire and asked the adults for a bowl of wine.

Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and the others were enlightened savage souls. Although there were a total of fifteen or sixteen of them, they were the true backbone of the Black Python Tribe.

They drank the meat soup and cultivated it after returning. They could naturally absorb the medicinal power and purify their bloodline, so they did not need the assistance of the Barbarian Statue.

This feast was extremely beneficial to Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and the others. Drinking bowl after bowl of meat soup was comparable to cultivating for the past three to five years. However, the ones who benefited the most were Zong Ya and Zong Ling, these black python youths.

At this moment, Chen Xun could clearly feel a stronger aura from Zong Ya, Zong Ling, and Nan Liao’s son, Nanxi, and the others. After a night of tempering, their bloodlines, which were more than ten times purer, would lay a solid foundation for their Barbarian Martial Cultivation.

The old Wu Gong Zong Tu, who was twice as old as before, asked several old men in the village to help him down from the altar. They were so weak that they could not stand. They sat in the fire and drank a bowl of meat soup before recovering a little bit of their energy. They sighed and said,

“Before the Su Clan left Mount Tu, the Black Python dominated west of Mount Tu and commanded the various tribes. At that time, the Soul Sacrificial Beast Festival could be held almost once a month, and it would take three days and three nights to rest. Now, after decades of savings, the beast feast had been exhausted in one night …”

“When Zong Ya, Zong Ya, and Nan Xi grow up, they will definitely be able to lead their clansmen farther and hunt more desolate beasts and strange birds, allowing Uncle to come to the main sacrificial beast feast! Perhaps after twenty to thirty years, the black python will have the chance to move back to Canglan …” Nan Liao smiled brightly.

“Azure Water!” Wu Gong Zong looked at the sky in the north with a fascinating gaze.

Cang Lan!

Chen Xun didn’t even have the ability to walk out of the hundred-mile mountain range, so he naturally didn’t know what was going on in the Azure Wave Wilderness south of the Thousand-mile Python Teeth Ridge.

According to the Western Desolate Scripture, Cang Lan, south of Python Teeth Ridge and west of Tu Mountain, was a wasteland adjacent to Yunzhou in the Western Desolate Desolate Domain. There was a pass in Tu Mountain that connected with Cang Lan, and it was also the only way for Yunzhou State to exit Tu Mountain and enter the Western Desolate Desolate Domain.

Every spring when the ice melted, Cang Lan would grow five-colored flowers and plants, and the wilderness would be colorful.

Eight hundred years ago, it was also the place where the ancestors of the black python lived for generations. It was also the place where the ancestors of the black python shed too much blood and tears.

In the Western Desolate Desolate Domain, the area was hundreds of thousands of kilometers wide, and the Python Fang Ridge that stretched for thousands of kilometers was only a tiny drop. Chen Xun didn’t even have the chance to walk out of the Python Fang Ridge, so he naturally couldn’t imagine how vast this world was. After the Barbarian Soul Equipment Form last night, his heart was filled with yearning for this world.

Wu Gong Zong Tu restrained his surging emotions and looked at Chen Xun with a gentle and somewhat exhausted gaze. After a while, he said to Nan Liao and the others, “The Barbarian Ancestor Spirit did not reject A Xun’s approach, but he is still an outsider. Let A Xun learn some battle techniques from Zong Sang in the future …”

‘”Ah Xun clearly sensed something under the Barbarian Statue just now. His potential is so great that he shouldn’t have accepted him into the clan. Should he be allowed to comprehend the Barbarian Statue with Zong Ling and the others? How could Dad not keep his word!” Zong Sang was the first to jump out and ask.

The public discussion before the Soul Sacrifice had clearly agreed, and it was also something that Daddy and Nan Liao had fought for. Zong Sang never expected that Daddy would change his mind first.

Seeing his father’s resolute expression, Zong Sang stood up anxiously and picked up a huge boulder from the side of the square. He pointed at Chen Xun and said, “Ah Xun, pick up this boulder and let Grandpa see just how great your potential is!”

There were quite a few huge stones placed on the edge of the plaza, which were used by the Barbarian Martial Cultivators to cultivate their strength. They weighed between one hundred jin and five hundred jin.

Ah Xun had barely managed to lift up 600 jin of boulders, which was comparable to a barbaric martial artist at the third level of the Elementary Stage.

Zong Sang casually moved this boulder over. It was as tall as him and weighed 2,000 jin. Chen Xun looked at it with some hesitation. How could he lift these heavy boulders?

“Quickly try! Quickly try! Let Duke Wu see just how strong you are!” The other barbarians also shouted.

Chen Xun tried to put his hand on the edge of the boulder and felt as if the stone had taken root on the ground. However, he sank down and his arms surged with strength. He felt that even if the stone had taken root, it was not impossible to break it. He shook it left and right twice and picked it up in one go.

However, Chen Xun could only do this. He felt that no matter how hard he tried, the tendon on his waist, which was as tense as a bowstring, would be pulled apart.

Chen Xun threw the boulder down. With a “bang” sound, his heart skipped a beat. He had returned from dragging the Dark Sly Scale back to the village. In just three days, he had only consumed one Black Python Pill and three large bowls of meat soup. His strength had actually tripled!

“Drink, drink, drink!” The group of people surrounding the fire did not expect Chen Xun to be able to pick up the boulder. They thought that he could shake the boulder.

A two thousand jin boulder was nothing to a high-grade barbarian martial artist, but to a mid-grade barbarian martial artist, not everyone could pick it up.

At this time, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Wu Gong Zong Tu. It would be a pity if A Xun wasn’t a Black Python clansman.

Wu Gong Zong Tu narrowed his muddy eyes and firmly shook his head, “The rules that were laid down first can’t be changed!”

Zong Sang was so angry that he wanted to pull off a few sparse white beards from his father’s chin. What kind of rules were they? Didn’t they just suffer a huge loss from the Su Clan before?

“Uncle, tell me, should Ah Xun join the clan?” Zong Sang asked the old men sitting beside his father.

“Nan Liao, what do you think?” A few old men in the village asked Nan Liao.

Apart from Duke Shaman, the Patriarch was the leader.

Nan Liao was also puzzled as to why Wu Gong Zong Tu’s attitude had changed so much. Although he no longer insisted on rejecting Chen Xun’s entry into the clan, he had some other worries. He remained silent for a long time and said, “Uncle should have his own considerations. It would be good if Ah Xun and Zong Sang studied battle techniques first.”

Chen Xun knew that once he became a member of the Black Python Clan, he would have to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the Black Python like Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and Zong Ya.

Grandpa Zongtu changed his mind. This arrangement did not want the black python to bind his hands and feet.

However, in this world, apart from the Black Python, he had nothing else to do with his body. Could it be that if he didn’t become a member of the Black Python Clan, then this kind of affection could be abandoned?

Chen Xun kowtowed to Grandpa Zongtu gratefully …

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With the permission of Zong Tu, Nan Liao, and the others, every time Chen Xun returned from picking herbs, he would first go to the square in front of the stone hall and follow Zong Sang and the others to practice the Black Python’s Bow Spear Battle Skill.

The campfire burned brightly, illuminating the plaza as bright as day.

Zong Ya held a sharp spear made of beast bones in his hand and stepped on his footwork, dancing out a gray and endless azure light spear image.

The Nine Nether Battle Spear of the Black Python split into pieces, swept through the thorns, and lifted the Nine Collapsing Style Spear.

Each spear posture was supplemented by different footwork, such as spanning, stepping, stepping, and sweeping, and there were dozens of variations.

However, Zong Ya’s azure light spear image had different changes in each spear attack. With the help of punches and kicks, the sound of shouts and shouts could be heard. His entire body was like a rolling thunder. If he touched it, his bones and limbs would be broken, and his momentum would be terrifying.

Not only were the black python youths surrounding him, His eyes were filled with envy. He was shocked. They were all wondering when they would be able to train their spears to such an extent, Even the Intermediate Barbarian Martial Cultivators who were standing at the edge of the stone palace plaza and supervising the youngsters in the clan to cultivate their battle techniques together with Zong Sang had surprised and pleasantly surprised expressions on their faces when they saw Zong Ya brandishing the Black Python Battle Spear so fiercely. They had never imagined that Zong Ya, who was only fourteen years old, would have the strength to fight alongside them.

Over time, it was possible for Zong Ya to become a new generation of Heavenly Barbarian experts of the Black Python.

Zong Ya’s rapid progress during this period of time was directly related to the Soul Sacrificing Beast Feast.

Not only did Zong Ya, Zong Ling, Nan Xi, and the other black python youths burst forth with tremendous potential in their martial cultivation, but they also made tremendous progress in a short period of time. After Zong Sang, Nan Liao, and the other core barbarian martial artists increased their strength, they not only dared to go further and deeper into the depths of Python Fang Ridge, but also dared to hunt stronger ferocious birds and ferocious beasts.

More desolate beasts meant more meat. A stronger Desolate Beast meant that pure flesh could nourish Qi and blood.

The Soul Sacrificing Beast Feast allowed the Black Python Tribe to enter a more vigorous and benign cycle. After returning from hunting, Zong Sang, Nan Liao, and the others, apart from cultivating on their own, also urged Zong Ya and the other youths to cultivate even more, hoping that the Black Python Tribe would one day be able to revive its former glory.

Zong Sang’s face was filled with pride as he patted Zong Ling’s shoulder and said, “You are learning something from Zong Ya! If you have some results, your tail will rise to the sky. You are still far from Zong Ya!”

Zong Ling had already comprehended the Barbarian Soul, but the child’s temperament hadn’t changed. He puckered his mouth and said with disdain to his father, “Zong Ya is still two years older than me.”

Zong Ling’s words were in exchange for Zong Sang’s big slap in the face.

Zong Sang roared angrily at his son, “Scram, practice your spear for me. If you don’t do it, you’ll have a sharp mouth!”

Zong Ling rubbed his head in grievance and said, “I said that I can’t hit my head. I’m already stupid.” Seeing that his father’s eyes were as wide as a copper bell, he hurriedly slipped into a corner to practice his spear.

Chen Xun saw that Zong Sang was fierce and tall, but he couldn’t do anything about Zong Ling. He secretly felt that it was funny. He didn’t care if Zong Ling rushed to the corner and watched Zong Ya practice his spear.

Chen Xun had extraordinary Spiritual Sense. Seeing Zong Ya dancing the bone spear out of a ball of black light, his might was astonishing. However, only when the bone spear was stabbing backwards did he reveal a sharp penetrating power that was far more powerful than an ordinary spear posture battle skill.

Compared to the Nine Nether Barbarian Soul Portrait painted on the beast skin, Zong Ya, who was holding a spear and stabbing backwards, had just gained a third of his charm. In fact, Zong Ya was immersed in the spear technique. His body and mind were in sync, and the barbarian soul he had enlightened was subconsciously faintly visible in his spiritual sea, displaying the mysterious power of the Barbarian Soul Equipment.

At the core of the Black Python’s thousand-year-old Barbarian Martial Inheritance was the reverse scale thrust painted by the Barbarian Beast Skin Statue.

This was comparable to the Heavenly Marks, a Dao Connotation Heavenly Success Stab. The Wilderness Tribes called it the Barbarian Soul Battle Martial, and it was also the source of the Nine Nether Battle Spear of the Black Python.

The Nine Nether Battle Spear that had evolved from the Barbarian Statue and the reverse scale thrust was a battle skill that shook Python Fang Ridge for dozens of generations.

However, looking at Zong Ya Wu Mao, Chen Xun’s comprehension deepened.

Although the power of the Barbarian Soul Battle Martial Arts behind the Barbarian Soul Tool was extraordinarily powerful, fighting against the enemy still required complete and varied battle techniques before it could truly display its power.

With such enlightenment, apart from practicing the Nine Nether Battle Spear, Chen Xun also practiced his kung fu with Zong Sang every day. He hoped that when he fought against the enemy, he would be able to fully display the power of the Great Roc Secret Fist’s Five Powers.