In the barren mountains, twelve blood qi wanted to rise to the sky, but they were imprisoned by an inexplicable force, and this blood qi was suppressed again.

Yang Jian sat in front of these teenagers, exerting eight or nine Xuan Gong, beating a stream of Xuan Qi into the earth, absorbing a stream of earth qi, and then releasing it around the twelve teenagers.

He actually had a hand on the Wu Clan.

Because of Hou Tu Niangniang, although Yang Jian did not reject the Wu Clan, he also wanted to help them.

But this doesn't mean that his secrets have to be told directly to the Wu clan, especially his own Xuan Qi, which is a hundred times more precious to the Wu Clan than the Earth Qi, and he has to think about it more.

What the Wu clan needs is not ordinary earthly qi, but a trace of 'Pangu true meaning' mixed with earthly qi.

In the past, after Pangu opened the world, heaven and earth wanted to coincide, Pangu had to support the sky with both hands and feet on the ground, so that heaven and earth could not be closed, and finally died of exhaustion.

After Pangu died, his body turned into all things in heaven and earth, the wind, the clouds, the sun, the moon, the five mountains, and the four poles......

Its blood turns into waves and rivers, and its tendons and veins become mountains, rivers and leylines......

In short, between this heaven and earth, especially on the earth, the imprint of Pangu is preserved.

What the Wu clan really needs is to seek these almost endless Pangu true intentions in order to stimulate their own bloodline, constantly strengthen their physical bodies, and take the path of enlightenment with strength.

The role assumed by the earth's qi is actually similar to that of 'yuanqi', which is a kind of power of heaven and earth.

The reason why the Wu clan is inseparable from the earth's qi is only the demand for Pangu's true meaning.

Yang Jian's eight or nine Xuangong is the Xuangong left by Pangu's will after the opening of the world. Yang Jian has embarked on a tossing road from the very beginning, and has come to this day step by step.

Xuangong for blood, its precious blood contains endless vitality; Xuanqi Thousand Hammers, its Xuanqi subtlety, although I dare not say that it can be compared with the 'Pangu True Meaning', but it is surging.

Yang Jian alone can actually bring the Wu clan back to life, and within ten years, tens of thousands of 'witches' can be cultivated, and even many 'witches' can be transformed into 'war witches'.

But that was definitely not Yang Jian's intention, and it would not be good for him to do it like that.

If the Wu clan is powerful, it is difficult to guarantee that what happened back then will not happen.

And as long as Yang Jian continues to walk on the ultimate road of eight or nine Xuangong, and when he turns eight times of Xuangong and reaches the end of this road, or his blood is comparable to the blood of the ancestral witch, the Xuanqi will be similar to the true meaning of Pangu......

If you don't leave a hand, if those witches put all their hopes on him, they may really do a lot of crazy things.

Yang Jian's heart is just to improve the living situation of the Xia Wu clan, and by the way, he has cultivated his own soldiers and horses, not just to be a little good man in the wilderness.

He was next to the twelve witches and protectors, and he sat for a day and a night, a full twelve hours.

In the past twelve hours, Yang Jian has extracted most of the earth's qi within a radius of thousands of miles, and all parts of this barren mountain have begun to wither, but fortunately it has not completely withered.

Finally, the twelve more restless breaths gradually calmed down, and a pair of eyes opened almost simultaneously, and the eyes were full of excitement and excitement.

Seeing this, Yang Jian also smiled, and took back the mysterious qi that had penetrated into the earth, turned it into twelve strands, and penetrated into the bodies of these twelve figures, allowing them to dissolve and comprehend in the future.

"Have you broken through?" Yang Jian asked.

Then I saw six figures emerge from the mist, all of them are stout young men, their skin is yellowish, but they shimmer like the earth.

They were eight feet tall and had strong faces, four of them were rough, and two of them were very handsome, apparently because they belonged to different clans and had the characteristics of their ancestors.

The animal skins on their bodies were already a little small, and they couldn't cover their wild bodies, the muscles that contained extremely strong strength, the long hair that was scattered over their shoulders, and the eyes reflected Yang Jian's figure, all of which were fanatical.

"Second Master!"

These six witches knelt in front of Yang Jian and bowed deeply, "Second Master Xie helps me to make a breakthrough!

"Get up, and if you want to kneel in the future, you can kneel on one knee. ”

Yang Jian nodded indifferently, still a little unaccustomed to these witches making big salutes at every turn, he said, "Why don't you six come out?"

"We ......" the witch whispered a few words, and she didn't dare to disobey Yang Jian, and walked out barefoot and bowed her head one by one.

As soon as they appeared, Yang Jian probably understood why the six of them didn't dare to come out.

Originally, these twelve witches were thin and small, like twelve mud monkeys.

Yang Jian gave them the precious blood, gave them Xuan Qi, stimulated their bloodline, and tapped their potential, so that these twelve witches transformed into twelve witches, and their own potential was initially tapped, and it also became the normal appearance of the witch people.

Looking at the six witches, all of them are tall and big, and there are also four witches with rough faces, although they have the femininity of a woman, they can't be said to be soft.

And the two shrine maidens have beautiful faces, fair skin, long hair and smooth hair, and have an 'atmosphere' that is different from that of the Terran fairies.

It's just that the beast robes on these twelve witches are already too tight.

The Wu man is okay, the beast skirt around his waist has been turned into small pants, and he can still cover himself.

But the six witches, the body shape has changed too much, and there are only a few pieces of animal skin left on the upper body, barely covering the shame. And when he bowed to Yang Jian, the animal skin fell off......

"There are twelve armors here, which are used by the Heavenly Court generals, so wear them all. ”

Yang Jian held a small 'purse' in his hand, and pulled out twelve sets of light green armor from the purse, each set of armor was equipped with a set of clothes.

Although they are all magic weapons, they are not in the flow of immortal treasures, but at least they look majestic.

The six witches were not taboo, and the other six witch men dressed up separately, tied up their long hair together, cleaned up, and stood in front of Yang Jian with a radiant look.

How different from yesterday?

"In the future, you can't call yourself a witch clan, but you have to call yourself a cultivator in Beiju Luzhou. ”

Six men and six women replied together: "Yes!"

Yang Jian said: "Stand in pairs according to your tribe, but remember, if you want to do things for men and women, you need to tell me first, and I will arrange a marriage for you." ”

The six men and six women looked at each other, and one said, "Second Master, don't you know? We are all brother and sister, sister and brother, if it weren't for that, the Great Witch Festival wouldn't have let us come." And among our tribes, although it is forbidden to marry with outsiders, it is even more forbidden for brothers and sisters to marry, but each family is married to each family. ”

"I see," Yang Jian understood, the Wu clan knew a lot.

He gave the names of his future twelve rulers, who came from the six remaining ancestral witch tribes of Xuanming, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Jumang, Xizi, and Beishu.

Yang Jian also named the twelve witches according to the natal powers of each ethnic group.

He is trouble-free, the men are all called Qi, the women are called Luo, and the surname is added in front of it, and it is done.

Xuan Ming is the ancestor of the rain, so he is given the name Yuqi and Yuluo, and Qiang Liang is the ancestor of the thunder, and there are also Lei Qi and Lei Luo.

Tianwu is the ancestor of the wind, Xizi is the ancestor of electricity, the harvest is the ancestor of gold, and Jumang is the ancestor of wood...... Except for the pair of male and female names that came out of the Xizi tribe that are a bit weird, called Dianqi and Dianluo, the names of the other ten witches are not bad.

Because Yang Jian went to the Xuanming tribe, the twelve people respected Yuqi and Yuluo, if there was no Yang Jian's order, the two brothers and sisters would be the leaders of the twelve witches.

When these were decided, the twelve reborn Wu clans kowtowed again to thank them, and their gratitude to Yang Jian was self-evident.

Yang Jian asked again, "Have you ever learned the art of war?"

"Second Master, you are laughing," Yuluo couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly pursed the pair of thick lips, and there was some trepidation on his wheat-like face.

Yang Jian was not strict with them, but just asked, "Why do you say this?"

Yu Qi bowed his head and replied, "Second Master, our Wu clan...... Which cultivator of Beiju Luzhou doesn't know the art of war? This is engraved on our bones by our ancestors!"

"And before our bodies weakened, we fought against poison in the mountains and forests of Beiju Luzhou every day," Lei Qi also said, "The elders of the clan also hope that we can break through on our own one day." ”

"There is no evidence," Yang Jian pointed his finger to the west, "Eight hundred miles away in the northwest direction, there is a mountain, and there are hundreds of demons on the mountain, which is the cause of disaster." Among them, there are sixteen fairy realm monsters and one true fairy realm demon. You are limited to half a day to return from the expedition, do you dare to answer?"

The twelve commanders faced each other, and then shouted in unison, "No!"

Yang Jian waved his hand, and the twelve commanders turned around and ran, each using their respective clan's tactics and rushing towards the northwest!

However, in the time of half a cup of tea, the 'young girls and girls' of the twelve witch clans had disappeared, but Yang Jian sat there safely and did not follow.

He followed the same path as the Wu Clan, all of them cultivated their bodies, and of course Yang Jian could detect how much strength these twelve witches had at this time.

In this first battle, Yang Jian chose the opponent for them, if it is compared according to the strength, the twelve witches are slightly weaker.

It is said that the Wu clan is good at fighting, but Yang Jian wants to see if the twelve of them are just boasting.

About an hour later, a wave of demonic energy appeared in the northwest direction, and then there was a roar in the sky.

In this roar, there was another angry shout, and twelve strands of blood qi rose up like wolf smoke, but the demonic qi was constantly extinguished.

Weak for 10,000 years, step by step towards the end of life, in fact, is a very strong experience for the state of mind.

After these twelve commanders were reborn, they also urgently needed to vent and test their combat power......

Half an hour later, all the demonic energy had subsided, and in the distance, a powerful demonic force flew towards the place of battle.

Yang Jian snorted coldly, jumped forward, and cast a vertical golden light, directly blocking the way of the old demon in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Without saying much, he slashed down with a sword, and then carried the old demon itself and returned to the same place again.

After waiting for another hour, twelve figures flew in, all kneeling in front of Yang Jian.

"Second master, I have killed those demons!"

"It is worthy of the name of being good at fighting," Yang Jian nodded with a smile, pointed to the black Jiao next to him, and said, "Divide this thing and eat it, extract its body essence, and refine it for your own use." ”

"Thank you for the second master's reward!"

The spirit of the twelve commanders was shocked, and they didn't dare to laugh in front of Yang Jian, and they were all joking and running back all the way.

After a few moments, the twelve began to barbecue the dragon.

Yang Jian watched the slight fire reflected in their eyes from the side, and his heart relaxed a little.

It is better to have hope in your heart than to be as bleak as ashes.