The Southern Wasteland was shrouded in darkness.
Stars were shining brightly in the sky. As far as the eye could see, the whole sky was filled with fist-sized stars, shining brightly. The colorful starlight condensed into a visible watery mist, slowly descending from the sky, nourishing everything in the world.
On the top of the Gold Black Mountain, hundreds of gigantic Fire Crows were standing in a straight line on the edge of the cliff, silently swallowing the power of the starlight. The Gold Black Mountain was shrouded by a thick layer of red starlight. Above the tens of gigantic mulberry trees, the fiery red starlight had turned into a huge swirl, continuously absorbing the power of the starlight.
Ji Hao was sitting on the roof of his house, quietly looking at the magical night sky. He put his ten fingers on his lower abdomen, constantly changing hand motions, drawing the star power into his body. His slim body was glowing faintly, as if he had merged with the starlight.
The [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], which could open up the deepest potential of the human body, communicate with the ultimate power of the universe, and reach the magical state of being one with the nature. Ji Hao had been practicing the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words] since he was born. He had been practicing it for nearly ten years, and had reached the basic level.
Inside the Purple Mansion between Ji Hao's eyebrows, in the vast spiritual space, a misty Yuan Dan was slowly rotating.
"Hao, come back to sleep! Staring blankly at the sky every night, do you still want to fly to the sky? " Ji Xia's gentle voice came from the yard, "It's not difficult to fly. When you become a Magus King, you will be able to do that."
At this point, Ji Xia couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Everyone knew that there hadn't been a Magus King in the Fire Crow Clan for thousands of years. The Fire Crow Clan could have been on the same level as the Bi Fang Clan and the Rosefinch Clan, but because of the lack of a Magus King, the Fire Crow Clan had become a subordinate clan of the Bi Fang Clan.
Although Ji Xia knew that Ji Hao was a genius, he didn't think that Ji Hao would be able to become a Magus King. Although Ji Hao was talented, he was only a third-level Novice Magus. He hadn't even reached the Junior Magus level. After breaking through the Junior Magus level, there would be the Senior Magus level, which was even more difficult. After breaking through the Senior Magus level, he would be able to fly in the sky, dive into the ground, and become a Magus King.
"Oh ~ ~ ~" Ji Hao responded lazily. He retracted the Book of Dan and lightly landed on the ground from the roof.
A fifteen-zhang long, red-furred, bronze skinned bear was lazily lying in front of the gate of the cabin. Ji Hao landed on the soft belly of the bear. The gigantic bear, who had been snoring comfortably, opened one of its eyes and gently stroked Ji Hao's body with its chubby paw.
Ji Hao took out a fruit, and opened the bear's mouth.
Ji Ji Hao opened the bear's mouth and with a a hand and a, and opened the bear 'mouth.
"Fatty, sooner or later you'll be so fat that you won't be able to walk, and then you won't be able to be my mount anymore." Ji Hao kicked the bear's head. This chubby bear directly covered its face with both of its hands, making a posture that seemed to say, 'You can do whatever you want to me, I'll just sleep.'
Fire, he Ji Ji King God, Ji God.
Qing Fu, who was wearing a long linen dress, was sitting in the corner of the room. She was holding a jade pestle, and was carefully grinding a ball of green liquid in a bowl. Thin cyan smoke was coming out of Qing Fu's fingers, and was flowing into the liquid through the pestle.
The tiny dregs of herbs in the liquid gradually melted away in the smoke, and the liquid gradually became clear, pure, sticky and strong. Under the constant grinding of Qing Fu, it slowly turned into a jade-like ointment.
"Amma!" Ji Hao sat in front of Qing Fu, quietly looking at his mother.
Qing Fu wasn't a member of the Fire Crow Clan. She came from the Qing Yi Clan, a small clan in the east. All women in the Qing Yi Clan were born Maguspriests, and were good at making all kinds of medicines.
The women of the Fire Crow Clan were as tall and strong as the men. They were a group of fierce creatures that could fight with all kinds of wild beasts in the jungle. However, the women of the Qing Yi Clan were all beautiful, tall and slim, with snow-white skin and picturesque faces.
Ji Hao's mother, Qing Fu, was the most talented Maguspriest in the Qing Yi Clan. She was also known as the most beautiful woman in the Qing Yi Clan in the last hundred years.
However, Qing Fu's beautiful face now looked a little haggard. Qing Fu was less than thirty years old, and her hair had already turned white. Her beautiful lips were pale. Just like Ji Xia, who was now only skin and bones, Qing Fu was also very haggard.
While grinding the ointment, Qing Fu raised her head and giggled, "Hao, aren't you proud today? Did you beat Ji Shu's son? "
Ji Hao scratched his head, looked at Qing Fu and smiled, "Just a little bit. He wasn't hurt. Hmm, I can't beat him in a fair fight. But if we go into the jungle, I can kill him ten thousand times. "
While talking, a terrifying coldness suddenly flashed across Ji Hao's body.
Qing Fu looked at Ji Hao with satisfaction, lowered her head and said gently, "Hmm, I can rest assured now. Don't be like your father, always thinking about the overall situation of the clan, always trying to keep the peace... This is the Southern Wasteland, if you don't be cruel, how can you survive? "
A strange aroma came into Ji Hao's nose. The ointment in the bowl was ready. Qing Fu grabbed the ointment, slowly rolled it into twelve thumb-sized cyan pills, then carefully put them into a jade bottle.
"Hao, you have to remember the stories that I told you when you were a kid. Our Qing Yi Clan used to be a very powerful clan in the East, far away from the Southern Wasteland. But because of an old grandmother, the entire Qing Yi Clan was almost exterminated, and we managed to escape to the Southern Wasteland. " Qing Fu's eyes were shining with a cold light, and she said blandly, "In half a month, if your father survives the ancestral worship ceremony, everything will be fine, but if he dies..."
Ji Hao lowered his head and quietly listened to Qing Fu's words, "If your father is killed by Ji Shu, I will die with him. You will leave the clan, and when you become stronger, you will kill Ji Shu's whole family, and avenge your Abba and Amma. "
Ji Xia walked into the cabin with a large piece of meat in his hand, looked at Qing Fu, smiled and said, "Hao, why are you telling me this? I don't think I'll lose to Ji Shu during the worship ceremony. Hehe, how can it be so easy to become the leader of our clan's warriors? "
Ji Hao didn't say a word. He reached out his arms and hugged Qing Fu, then walked upstairs to his own room.
The ancestral worship ceremony, which was held once every ten years, was held in the Gold Black Mountain. All the leaders of the Fire Crow Clan would come to the Holy Land to worship their ancestors. This ceremony was also the only opportunity for the leadership of the Fire Crow Clan to change.
Ten years ago, when Ji Xia was at the peak of his power, Ji Shu wouldn't have been able to compete with him.
But now, Ji Xia's Magus Acupoints had been broken, and his power had been greatly reduced. It was even possible that Ji Shu and his people were right, that Ji Xia had fallen from the Senior Level to the Junior Level. Facing the aggressive Ji Shu and his people, would Ji Xia be able to survive? Would Qing Fu be able to survive? Without their protection, how long would he be able to hold on?
"This damn place is not a peaceful world... people eat people." All these years, Ji Hao had seen the miserable lives of the children of the clans that had been destroyed by the enemies. Ji Hao didn't have enough power to protect himself from the dangers of the outside world.
Power, he had to acquire more power as soon as possible.
Even if he couldn't help Ji Xia too much, he had to increase his own power as soon as possible, and try his best to deal with all the possible changes in the future.
Ji Hao closed the door and opened the window, letting all the starlight shine into the room. He lied on a large and thick lion skin and closed his eyes. His soul power, which was hundreds of times more powerful than that of his peers, rushed into the Niwan Palace, and came to his own spiritual space.
"Oi, old man, I'm here. I'll take the deal you proposed. I'll trade your stupid [Bu Tian Bu Lou Magic Spell] for my [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words]. By the way, don't forget what you've promised me. "
Along with Ji Hao's voice, a cloud of white mist suddenly emerged from the vast spiritual space, and condensed into a round white plate in front of Ji Hao.
A tall, mountain-like figure was sitting on the jade plate, looking down at Ji Hao.
"Little guy, you won't lose anything by trading with me, and you won't regret it."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
