In the barren mountain, twelve streams of Blood Qi wanted to soar into the sky, but they were restrained by an inexplicable force, suppressing them again.
Yang Jian sat in front of these youths and used the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to send a stream of Xuanqi into the ground, absorbing the Earth Qi, and then releasing it around the twelve youths.
He had actually held back for the Wu people.
Because of the Lady of Earth, Yang Jian did not reject the Wu people and wanted to help them.
However, this did not mean that he had to tell Wu people his secrets, especially his Xuanqi, which was a hundred times more precious than Earth Qi to the Wu people. He had to consider it more.
What the Wu people needed was not ordinary Earth Qi, but a trace of Pangu's True Will mixed in it.
In the past, after Pangu created the world, Heaven and Earth wanted to merge. Pangu had to support the sky with his hands and feet on the ground, so that Heaven and Earth could not be closed. In the end, he died of exhaustion.
After Pangu died, his body turned into all things in the world, including the breeze, the clouds, the sun, the moon, the five mountains, the four poles …
His blood turned into surging rivers, and his tendons turned into mountains and veins …
In short, this world, especially the earth, preserved Pangu's mark.
What the Wu people really needed was to ask for the almost endless Pangu's True Will to stimulate their bloodlines, constantly strengthen their bodies, and walk the path of strength.
The role of Earth Qi was similar to that of Essence Qi. They were both a kind of power of Heaven and Earth.
The reason why the Wu people could not live without Earth Qi was because they needed Pangu's True Will.
Yang Jian's Eight-Nine Arcane Art was a mysterious art left by Pangu's will after the world was created. From the beginning, Yang Jian had embarked on a torturous path and walked step by step to where he was today.
The mysterious art of blood exchange contained endless vitality, and the Xuanqi Thousand Hammers contained the subtlety of Xuanqi. Although it could not be compared to the Pangu's True Will, it was superior in that it was endless.
Yang Jian alone could actually revitalize the Shaman Tribe once again. Within ten years, he could nurture tens of thousands of Shamans, and he could even make quite a number of Shamans transform into Battle Shamans.
But that was definitely not Yang Jian's intention. If he did that, it wouldn't do him any good.
If the Wu people were powerful, it would be hard to guarantee that what happened to Chi You would not happen again.
As long as Yang Jian continued on the path of the Eight Nine Mysteries and reached the end of the path, his blood would be comparable to the blood of Zu Wu, and Xuanqi would be close to the true meaning of Pangu …
If he didn't hold back, those Wu people might really do a lot of crazy things if they placed all their hopes on him.
Yang Jian's heart was only to improve the living conditions of the Wu people and to nurture his own troops. He was not simply a philanthropist in the Primordial World.
He sat by the side to protect the twelve Magi for a day and a night. He had been sitting there for a total of 24 hours.
In those 24 hours, Yang Jian had already extracted more than half of the Earth Qi within a 500-kilometer radius. The barren mountain had already begun to wither. Fortunately, it had not completely withered.
Finally, the twelve increasingly restless auras gradually calmed down. Pairs of eyes opened almost at the same time. Their eyes were filled with excitement and excitement.
Yang Jian smiled when he saw that. He retracted the Xuanqi that had penetrated the ground and turned it into twelve wisps. He injected it into the bodies of the twelve figures so that they could resolve and comprehend it in the future.
"Have you all broken through?" Yang Jian asked.
Six figures emerged from the clouds. They were all muscular young men. Their skin was yellowish, but it shone with the luster of the earth.
They were eight feet tall and had strong faces. Four of them were relatively rough, while two of them were very handsome. Clearly, because they belonged to different tribes, they all had the characteristics of their ancestors.
The beast skins on their bodies were already a little small. They could not cover their wild bodies. Their muscles contained extreme strength, and their long hair draped over their shoulders. Their eyes reflected Yang Jian's figure. They were filled with fanaticism.
"Second Master!"
The six Magi knelt in front of Yang Jian and kowtowed deeply. "Thank you, Second Master, for helping us break through! Give us new life! "
"Get up. If you want to kneel in the future, just kneel on one knee."
Yang Jian nodded calmly. He was still not used to the Magi bowing to him. He said, "Why don't the six of you come out?"
"We …" The Witch whispered to each other. They did not dare to disobey Yang Jian. They walked out barefoot and lowered their heads.
The moment they appeared, Yang Jian roughly understood why the six of them did not dare to come out.
Originally, the Twelve Magi were thin and small, like twelve mud monkeys.
Yang Jian had given them precious blood and bestowed them Xuanqi to stimulate their bloodlines and dig out their potential, causing the Twelve Magi to transform into the Twelve Magi. Their potential had been dug out, and they had also become the normal appearance of the Wu people.
Looking at the six Witch Girls, they were all tall and strong. Four of them also had rough faces. Although they had the femininity of a woman, they were not gentle or beautiful.
As for the two Witch Girls, they had beautiful faces, fair skin, and silky long hair. They also had an "aura" that was different from the human fairies.
However, the beast robes on the Twelve Magi were too tight.
The Wu people were still fine. The beast robes at their waists had turned into pants, which could still cover their bodies.
However, the six Witch Girls had changed too much. They only had a few pieces of beast skin left on their upper bodies, which could barely cover their private parts. When they kowtowed to Yang Jian, the beast skin floated down …
"There are twelve sets of battle armor here. They are used by the warriors of the Celestial Court. Put them on."
Yang Jian held a small "pouch" in his hand. He pulled out twelve sets of light-green battle armor from the pouch. Each set of armor was accompanied by a set of clothes.
Although they were all Dharma treasures and not immortal treasures, they at least looked majestic.
The six Witch Girls did not have any reservations. They put on their clothes with the other six men of the Wu people and tied up their long hair. They tidied up and stood in front of Yang Jian in high spirits.
Compared to yesterday, they were worlds apart.
"In the future, you can't call yourselves Wu people. You can only call yourselves cultivators of the North Continent."
The six men and six women answered in unison, "Yes!"
Yang Jian said, "Stand in pairs according to your tribe. However, remember that if you want to do anything between a man and a woman, you have to report to me first. I will arrange a marriage for you."
The six men and six women looked at each other. One of them said, "Don't you know, Second Master? We are all siblings. If not, the Maguspriest would not have asked us to come. In our tribe, although it is forbidden to marry outsiders, it is even more forbidden to marry siblings. We only marry each other. "
"I see." Yang Jian understood. The Wu people knew a lot.
He gave names to his future twelve commanders. The twelve Magi came from the Xuanming, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Goumang, Kanzi, and Rushou, which were the only remaining Zu Wu tribes in the world.
Yang Jian also named the twelve Magi according to the intrinsic mystical abilities of the various tribes.
He saved himself a lot of trouble. The men were called Qi, and the women were called Luo. After adding a surname in front, he would be done.
Xuanming was the Zu Wu of Rain, so he was given the names Yuqi and Yu Luo. Qiangliang was the Zu Wu of Lightning, so he was given the names Lei Qi and Lei Luo.
Tianwu was the Zu Wu of Wind, Kanzi was the Zu Wu of Lightning, Rushou was the Zu Wu of Metal, and Goumang was the Zu Wu of Wood … Other than the man and woman from the Kanzi tribe whose names were a little strange — Dian Qi and Dian Luo — the names of the other ten Magi were not bad.
As Yang Jian had gone to the Xuanming tribe, Yuqi and Yu Luo were the leaders of the twelve. Without Yang Jian's orders, the siblings would be the leaders of the twelve Magi.
After everything was settled, the twelve Wu people who had been reborn kowtowed once again to express their gratitude. Their gratitude towards Yang Jian was indescribable.
Yang Jian asked again, "Have you learned any combat techniques?"
"Second Master, you must be joking." Yu Luo could not help but laugh. She hurriedly pursed her thick lips, and there was a look of fear on her wheat-colored face.
Yang Jian was not strict with them. He only asked, "Why do you say that?"
Yu Qi cupped his hands and lowered his head. He replied, "Second Master, we Wu people … Which cultivator in the North Continent doesn't know any combat techniques? This was carved on our bones by our ancestors! "
"Furthermore, before our bodies weakened, we fought with poisonous creatures in the forests of the North Continent every day," Lei Qi said. "The elders in the tribe also hope that we can break through on our own one day."
"There's no proof." Yang Jian pointed to the west. "There's a mountain 400 kilometers northwest. There are hundreds of demons on the mountain that are wreaking havoc. Among them, there are 16 Immortal realm demons and one Perfected Immortal realm demon. I'll give you half a day to return from the expedition. Do you dare to answer? "
The twelve commanders looked at each other and shouted in unison, "Yes!"
Yang Jian waved his hand. The twelve commanders turned around and ran. They each used the combat techniques of their respective tribes and ran towards the northwest!
In less than five minutes, the twelve "young men and women" of the Wu people had already disappeared. However, Yang Jian sat there calmly and did not follow them.
He walked the same path as the Wu people. They both cultivated their bodies. Of course, Yang Jian could sense how powerful the twelve Wu people were.
In the first battle, Yang Jian had chosen their opponents. In terms of strength, the twelve Wu people were slightly weaker and at a disadvantage.
It was said that the Wu people were good at fighting. Yang Jian wanted to see if the twelve of them were just bragging.
About two hours later, waves of demonic aura appeared in the northwest direction. Then, there was a series of roars.
Among the roars, there were angry shouts. Twelve waves of blood Qi rose like smoke signals. However, the waves of demonic aura were constantly extinguished.
After being weak for ten thousand years, they walked step by step towards the end of their lives. It was actually an extremely strong experience for their mental states.
After the twelve commanders were reborn, they urgently needed to vent and test their own combat strength …
An hour later, the waves of demonic aura dissipated. However, there was a powerful demonic power flying towards the battlefield from afar.
Yang Jian snorted coldly. He leaped and used the Golden Light to block the path of the old demon in the Heaven Immortal Realm. Without saying much, he slashed down with his sword and returned to his original spot with the old demon.
After another two hours, twelve figures flew over and knelt on one knee in front of Yang Jian.
"Second Master! We have killed that group of demons! "
"As expected of the name of being good at fighting." Yang Jian smiled and nodded. He pointed at the black flood dragon beside him and said, "Divide and eat this thing. Extract its essence and refine it for your own use."
"Thank you, Second Master!"
The twelve commanders were energized. They did not dare to joke in front of Yang Jian. They had been joking and joking along the way back.
A moment later, the twelve of them began to roast the flood dragon.
Yang Jian looked at the reflection of the flames in their eyes and felt a little more relaxed.
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