"Little guy, what do you think of my previous proposal?"
Pangu did not give up and started to 'trick' him again.
"My Heaven Mending No Leak True Technique allows you to refine all things and strengthen yourself. Your body is so weak now, if you learn my technique, you will have strength that surpasses that of a True Dragon Cub. "
"Yes, that's right. I can also give you the bloodline of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans. The Dragon Clan has Pangu's strong physical talent, the Phoenix Clan has Pangu's enormous soul talent, and the Human Clan has Pangu's unlimited potential. When the three are combined, you will have a trace of Pangu's true body characteristics. "
"I will use this to exchange for the 'Nine Syllables' technique. How about it? "
Unfortunately, the higher the price Pangu offered, the greater the suspicion in the youth's heart.
You are already so powerful, you can take out such an awesome thing, why do you want my 'Nine Syllables'?
Either you are bullshitting. Either my Nine Syllables Mantra has an unimaginable value, or my Nine Syllables Mantra has a value beyond imagination.
In this way, Ji Hao was even less interested in Pangu's proposal.
Thus … Pangu cried and fainted in the toilet.
"Does my 'Nine Syllables' really hide a big secret?"
Even the old guy hiding in the sea of consciousness is so interested, this technique that I created must be very valuable.
Thinking so, the 'Nine Syllables' secret technique flowed in Ji Hao's heart.
Then …
Ji Hao's body trembled, only to feel that his mind was free, detached from the shackles of his body, and roamed in the endless Dao of heaven and earth.
At this moment, countless insights surged in his heart.
Lin, can summon spirits born by heaven and earth. Bing, can control all weapons in the world. Fighting, can develop all methods with one method. Being, can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to recover oneself.
All, can stack attacks, exploding multiple attacks at once. Formation, can control all the formations in the world. Lie, can control all the runes in the world. Qian, can see the opportunity. Yes, can increase speed.
The instant 'epiphany' allowed Ji Hao to understand a lot.
"This is … epiphany? There is actually the legendary epiphany? Actually subliming the Nine Syllables to such a level? "
Ji Hao was wild with joy.
Big Boss Li said, "Young man, you think too much!"
The so-called "epiphany", isn't it because I let you have the "epiphany"? Do you think you're the one who had an epiphany?
Of course, Ji Hao didn't know that he had been 'enlightened'. He thought that he was enlightened by himself.
My Nine Words Mantra is not simple at all! It was not simple at all! No wonder that old man was so interested. No wonder he was willing to spend so much money!
But … it's not a bad idea to give him the original version in exchange for some benefits!
Now that he had a better version of the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], he didn't value the original version too much.
In this way, Li Yu had unknowingly helped Pangu.
"I need time to comprehend the Laws of Heaven and Earth contained in the Jade Disk of Fortune and Pangu's Divine Soul memories."
It was not that easy to comprehend "primal chaos". Li Yu planned to settle down and spend some time digesting the benefits he got from Pangu.
"However, I still have to complete the system mission in this world."
The so-called "system mission" was naturally to create a system and then find a host.
"Who should I find?"
The Southern Wasteland was the territory of the Fire God, Zhu Rong.
The Fire Crow Clan used to be called the Gold Crow Clan, which was one of the top clans in the Southern Wasteland. Unfortunately, its power had been declining over the years, and it had become a subordinate of the Bi Fang Clan.
Of course, this was not a problem.
The problem was … the Fire Crow Clan's people were practicing the Dao of Magus. A strong and sturdy physique, this was what people pursued.
As for brains … Well, let's avoid this problem for now.
"The Fire Crow Clan is the territory of Berserkers. It's not easy to find someone with a good brain."
Li Yu shook his head and gave up on the idea of choosing someone from the Fire Crow Clan.
The Fire Crow Clan's people were all brawny and muscular, and looked like little giants. They didn't even fit Li Yu's taste.
"Then I can only choose from other small clans."
Li Yu glanced at thousands of clans in the Southern Wasteland.
"Is this … the Qing Yi Clan?"
Li Yu saw a clan that had the power of wood. The Magi were mainly using poisons, while the warriors were mainly using agile archers and assassins.
The people of this clan were slim and well-proportioned. They weren't muscular or skinny, which was more in line with Li Yu's taste.
More importantly, the archers weren't like Berserkers, who would pick up their axes and charge forward. They wouldn't be so stupid as to be killed by others.
"Is the mother of the main character from the Qing Yi Clan?"
Li Yu nodded and said, "That's good. The host won't have any conflicts with the main character. Otherwise, what if the host kills the main character? Then I'll have to fight with Nuwa and her people. "
In a place like the Southern Wasteland, it was very common for human clans to fight each other to death.
Nuwa had finally found the savior of the world. If the savior was killed by Li Yu's host, Nuwa would risk her life.
Making a fortune quietly was Li Yu's way of development.
If he fought with these powerful people all the way, it wouldn't be a problem for him to win. However, Li Yu didn't have the time to comprehend the chaos and improve his power.
Therefore, finding a host in the Qing Yi Clan was in line with Li Yu's requirements.
Li Yu's body flashed, and he arrived at the encampment of the Qing Yi Clan in the blink of an eye.
Forests, wooden houses, flowers and plants were everywhere.
The scene in front of Li Yu made him feel as if he had come to an "elf" clan.
"Swoosh!"
On the training field, a group of teenagers were shooting arrows at the target in front of them with simple wooden bows.
The Qing Yi Clan was indeed famous for their archery skills. Even a group of ten years old teenagers could shoot with great precision, and never miss their target.
Except …
A sharp arrow flew diagonally into the sky, missing the target by several hundred feet. It was unknown where it had shot to.
"Haha!"
Seeing that the arrow missed the target by thousands of miles, the group of teenagers burst into laughter.
The thin body of the teenager who had shot the arrow was trembling, but he still held the longbow tightly and stood straight.
"Qing Ming, you … sigh …"
The young man who was responsible for teaching the group of teenagers walked up to the teenager named "Qing Ming", patted the teenager's shoulder and sighed.
"Qing Ming, your eyes … you should go back and have a rest. Wait until the next Great Ceremony. Maybe the ancestor's soul will find a way to heal your eyes. "
The young man shook his head and sighed. A trace of pity appeared on his face.
This young man named "Qing Ming" was very hardworking, very hardworking, but … his eyes were blind!
An archer must have a pair of sharp eyes. This was the most basic requirement.
Qing Ming, who had lost his eyesight, could never become an archer. In fact … he had no value at all in the tribe.
It was hard to survive in the Southern Wasteland.
A disabled person who couldn't contribute to the clan would be abandoned by the clan sooner or later.
The so-called "ancestor's soul's divinity" could never restore his eyesight. How important was the Great Ceremony? How could they waste such an opportunity just for Qing Ming's eyesight?
If there was no miracle, this young man named Qing Ming would die without a trace.
However …
"Am I not a miracle maker?"
Li Yu nodded with a smile. He was very satisfied with this teenager.
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