The Great Wild God - Chapter 6

Chapter 6 You Can Cultivate Now
(This world was filled with too many mysteries. In other words, the Six-Armed Giant Demon had crossed the void and brought him to the Realm of Heaven. It had completely created a brand new space in front of Chen Xun.

The troll said that he was an ant, and he knew that he could only be considered an ant.

Zong Ya was only fourteen years old, but he was a full head taller than him. He had only just entered the fourth level of the Barbarian realm when he enlightened the Barbarian Soul, but his arms already possessed a strength of nearly 1,000 jin. This was something Chen Xun would never have imagined on Earth.

As for Nan Liao and Zong Sang, As a high-grade Barbarian Martial Cultivator of the Black Python Tribe, cultivating in the Blood Purification Realm, a single punch could shatter a huge rock the size of a shack. Its power was no weaker than a rocket. It could run faster than a wild horse in the mountains. After tempering, its muscles, bones, and flesh were as tough as the skin of a barbarian bull, and its bones were even more capable of being forged by refined iron.

Fighting against the enemy, high-grade barbarian martial artists were like aliens.

However, Grandpa Zongtu said that even a high-grade Barbarian Martial Artist like thirty to fifty Zongsang and Nanhao might not be able to defeat a Heavenly Barbarian who had condensed true blood …

There were countless powerful True Cultivators who had the power to split mountains and fill seas outside of the Western Wilderness, or deep within the Western Wilderness Desolate Domain.

After witnessing how the Heavenly Might Violet Lightning had shredded countless mountains into powder, Chen Xun absolutely believed that Grandpa Wu Tu’s words weren’t exaggerated at all.

A high-grade barbarian martial artist comparable to an alien was no longer an ant before the Six-Armed Giant Demon under the Heavenly Might Violet Lightning.

He was even clearer in his heart that it was essential to have a foothold in this world, or to have the luxury of learning from trolls or Dao Xu, ripping through the void, finding a way to return to Earth, and learning the cultivation methods of this world.

*******************

For the next three days, the Black Python Tribe was preparing for the Soul Sacrifice.

In the past few decades, the Black Python Tribe had not conducted a few soul sacrifices, so one of them was naturally extremely grand.

However, no ordinary person could interfere in such a grand ceremony. Only Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and a few other leaders were in charge of organizing it. Strangely, Wu Gong Zong Tu had disappeared for two days, and he didn’t know where he had gone.

Chen Xun stayed in the stronghold to recover from his injuries and did not leave the stronghold to pick herbs. It was only on the eve of the sacrifice that Grandpa Zong Tu rushed back.

As soon as Zong Tu returned, he asked Zong Ya to call Chen Xun to the stone hall. He took out a fragment of a silk book carefully wrapped in animal skin from his bosom and said,

‘”Cultivating the Barbarian Martial Arts relies more on the daily hardships. In the past thousand years, only three to five people have been able to comprehend the Barbarian Soul in three to five months. Nan Liao and the others agreed to let you participate in the Soul Sacrifice, but you only have one night to meditate. I don’t think you’ll get anything. I’ll go out this time and find an old friend to exchange for this scroll of broken silk …”

Chen Xun knew that Grandpa Zongtu had come out these past two days in exchange for his cultivation method. He knelt on the ground gratefully and sobbed, “Grandpa …”

“Silly child” Zong Tu stretched out his withered hand, which was as thin as a bird’s claw, and gently stroked Chen Xun’s shoulder.

Chen Xun calmed down his excitement and sat upright on Pu Xi. He took the silk scroll that Grandpa Gongzong had handed over.

The handwriting on the cover was somewhat blurry, and he could barely recognize the four big characters “Dao Connotation Paraphrase”. On the lower left, there were five small characters “Daoist Cyanwood”. He opened the first page of the silk scroll and wrote:

“Tian Hen’s terrain, Dao Connotation Heavenly Cheng, all living things have spirits, visualization and magic …”

Seeing this, Chen Xun was pleasantly surprised.

When he came to the Realm of Heaven, he followed Grandpa Zongtu to learn the Barbarian language and to identify the pharmacology. He had always wanted to understand the similarities and differences between the Realm of Heaven and Earth.

Although the medicinal herbs in Mount Tu were different from the heavens and earth on Earth, but when it came to pharmacology, there were still many similarities.

Now that he saw the record in the remnant of the silk manuscript, although he didn’t know what to say about the words “Heavenly Marks, Taoist Connotation, and Heavenly Perfection”, it was fundamentally a theory of “learning from the heavens and earth”.

Chen Xun continued to flip backwards. In the silk manuscript, Azure Wood Taoist recorded not only many of his experiences traveling to Cloud Continent, but also his discussions with Cloud Continent xiuzhe about cultivation.

However, the narration about cultivation was very scattered. Daoist Greenwood didn’t feel that some of his understandings were definitely correct, so he specifically marked the word “broken solution” on the cover. However, this was already extremely precious to Chen Xun, who was bitterly unable to cultivate the introductory method.

He didn’t know how much of the Grandpa Sect Diagram was kept in private, so he got this silk manual from his old friend, Daoist Cyanwood.

Thinking of this, Chen Xun knelt on the ground once again in gratitude.

‘”This Daoist Azurewood is an old friend of mine. His cultivation was already at the peak of the Magus Barbarian Realm thirty years ago. Although he traveled to Cloud Continent and was unable to help him break through to the peak of the Magus Barbarian Realm, some of his experiences and insights are extremely precious. He has no descendants, so he exchanged this silk book for me.”

Zong Tu said slowly,

“Although you have forgotten where you came from, what you have learned in your heart is really not something that we old men like Wu Man can compare to. Nan Liao, Zong Sang, and the others just don’t understand you enough. I believe you should be able to obtain something from this fragment of the Silk Scroll …”

Chen Xun’s heart was filled with guilt. He could not tell Grandpa Zongtu about crossing the void, entering his body with demonic blood, or anything else.

Zong Tu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen through Chen Xun’s secret long ago. He continued,

“I told you not to tell outsiders what you learned in your heart. This time, too, don’t tell anyone about the silk manuscript, especially Zong Ya. He can’t keep secrets in his stomach.”

“Ah Xun knows that other than Grandpa, he will never reveal anything to anyone else.” Chen Xun agreed.

He had just arrived at the Black Python Stone Stronghold when he saw that the Black Python tribesmen lived a life worse than slash-and-burn farming.

Apart from the grandeur and grandeur of the Stone Hall, the Stone Stronghold was located at the center of the stronghold, and there was no layout for the other buildings.

Although the fortress wall was built with stones, it was still very simple. There were no drainage, water wells, public toilets, and other facilities in the village. The survival of the clansmen depended mainly on fishing and hunting, picking wild fruits, and they did not know how to cultivate, what was going on with animal husbandry.

After Chen Xun asked Grandpa Zong Tu to stay behind, he made a lot of suggestions on how to improve the lives of the Black Python clansmen.

When Grandpa Zongtu heard his suggestion, he was shocked, but he did not follow his suggestion. He wanted him to keep it a secret, and even Zong Ya could not reveal a single bit.

The longer he lived in the Black Python Tribe, the deeper his understanding of this world. Chen Xun knew that Grandpa Sect’s map was truly far-sighted.

On the one hand, the power of tradition was exceptionally strong. Cultivation and animal husbandry methods could be regarded as evil techniques by the stubborn Wildlands tribes and be banned.

More importantly, before the Black Python Tribe had formed sufficient force, the practice of farming and animal husbandry had become materially abundant, and life had become easy. However, once it attracted the covetousness of large tribes, it would only bring about the calamity of annihilation and annihilation.

The reason was very simple. It was never a good thing for Yang’er to eat grass and fatten herself up.

In this world, when it came to the strength of martial power, it was not something that could be achieved by organizing three to five hundred strong men or more to train.

This world was the world of xiuzhe, the space where the individual’s tyrannical power was endlessly displayed.

Whether or not the Black Python Tribe could revive in Python Fang Ridge depended more on the number of high-grade barbarian martial artists and whether or not there would be a new Heavenly Barbarian expert in the future.

This fragment of the Dao Connotation Paraphrase also had the same logic.

If Chen Xun had comprehended something from it, he would have practiced the profound arts very shallowly. However, after the news was leaked out, many things were unclear and unclear.

If the other large tribes mistakenly thought that the black python was hiding some profound technique, the thing that brought the black python could only be a monstrous calamity.

“Alright, I still need to make some preparations for tomorrow’s grand sacrifice. You go back and take a look first. If there’s anything you don’t understand, I’ll study it with you after the grand sacrifice.” Zong Tu said.

Chen Xun bowed deeply to Grandpa Zongtu and hid the broken silk manuscripts. He turned around and left the stone house, returning to his small shack that was simple but sheltered him from the wind and rain.

**********************

Returning to the shack, Chen Xun closed the door and took out the Dao Connotation Paraphrase through the twilight light that penetrated through the gap in the wall to read it carefully.

There were less than a hundred pages left in the silk manuscript, and there were only twenty thousand words in total.

Chen Xun had been familiar with Man Wen for the past three years, so it didn’t take much effort to read it. Before dark, he had read through the silk manuscript carefully, and finally had a rough understanding of the cultivation system of this world.

The Western Desolate Absolute Region mainly relied on the Barbarian Martial Inheritance, while the Cloud Continent, located to the east of Mount Tu, was much more colorful in terms of cultivation inheritance.

The Cloud Continent Cultivation Sect all believed that when a person was conceived, they had to endure their parents’ blood essence, Yuan Qi, and the vitality of heaven and earth before they could create a embryo in the mother’s body. Cultivation was to develop the potential of the body.

When the embryo was conceived, the little vitality endowed by heaven and earth was regarded by cultivators in Cloud Continent as the true Yang of the Dao, and practicing profound arts was almost all based on the true Yang of the Dao; Daoist Azurewood believed that when a person was conceived, receiving the blood essence and Yuan Qi from their parents was the foundation of cultivating the Barbarian Martial Arts.

The slight amount of True Blood in Man Wu’s body was actually passed down from generation to generation by receiving the Blood Essence Yuan Qi from his parents during conception.

Seeing this, Chen Xun immediately felt a sudden sense of penetration.

Although Adept Azurewood didn’t write down any specific cultivation methods in the silk manuscript, he had already explained the principles of cultivating the Barbarian Martial Arts.

Chen Xun still couldn’t understand what kind of life force the heavens and earth gave him, but wasn’t the Xianbarbarian bloodline somewhat similar to genetic inheritance?

Before the Giant Demon died, could the drop of golden demonic blood that had seeped into his body be regarded as an existence similar to the Barbarian Bloodline?

According to the remnants of the silk manuscript, Yunzhou xiuzhe’s cultivation had advanced to a higher level and could guide the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper their bodies. Not only did their lifespan greatly increase, they also had the ability to rejuvenate.

Chen Xun recalled that after that drop of golden demonic blood had seeped into his body, he had turned into the person he was when he was about ten years old within a month. Wasn’t that what the silk book called “Body Tempering with Spiritual Qi, Returning to Young Age”?

Chen Xun’s heart trembled. He remembered the words the Void Giant had said before he died, “You’re a cheap ant”. Only now did he have a deeper understanding of this sentence.

Chen Xun repeatedly compared the silk manuscripts and realized that the method he had come up with in the past three years to exploit his body’s potential by squeezing its limits was actually the most primitive method of cultivating the Barbarian Martial Arts.

Even though the Barbarian Soul Enlightenment cultivated by the Barbarian Martial Cultivators was a secret that was not passed down by the various tribes, it still landed on the ten figures written in the Silk Manual, “Heavenly Marks, Heavenly Dao Accumulation, Spirit of All Things, Visual Imagination and Magic”, which were similar to the visualization techniques of the various sects in Cloud Continent.

However, the Diamond Equality Visual Technique was also a secret that was not passed down by the various sects in Yunzhou State. There was no more detailed introduction in the remnant silk manuscript, but Daoist Greenwood appended a secret fist diagram called “Great Roc Five Powers” to the final silk manuscript.

Seeing this, Chen Xun’s heart skipped a beat again. He felt that this silk scroll had really brought him a lot of surprises.

Daoist Azurewood said in the silk manuscript that the Great Roc Secret Fist was only a foundation cultivation technique at the early stage of Yunzhou’s martial cultivation. However, there was no essential difference between martial cultivation and barbarian martial arts. It could also be used as the first step for Chen Xun to step into barbarian martial cultivation.