"You have lost everything your ancestors have!" Ximen Wuji shook his head sadly: "How can a reckless man who only knows how to use force be called perfect!"
Hutudan was shocked. The crystal green sword in his hand actually had a tendency to soften.
Perfection is like a wonderful curse, deeply rooted in the blood.
He is originally from the emerald sky python clan. This kind of monster is crystal clear and translucent, like a perfect jasper, without any flaws, and its length and size all reveal the perfect aura. Losing one point will be a kind of damage. The beauty of its form can only be compared to the colorful phoenix among monsters.
Precisely because of their perfect bodies, the blood in their bodies seems to contain a curse that goes deep into their bones. ¡ª¡ªHas a paranoia about the word perfection, so he gets so angry when Ximen Wuji and others laugh at his name. Because what he pursues is perfection and cannot be blasphemed.
It was his pursuit of perfection that allowed him to hold back his anger, and waited until Ximen Wuji and others had finished laughing before he asked. Because tolerance is also one of the conditions for perfection.
Similarly, Ximen Wuji is right when he says that when the Cuijing clan acts, they also pursue the combination of strength and wisdom, because if there is any difference between the two, it cannot be called perfect.
After pondering in a daze for a long time, Hutudan finally raised his head. When he saw Ximen Wuji's "heartbroken" look, he couldn't help but feel even more ashamed. He was laughed at by a fat pig-like figure for not being perfect, and was ruthlessly treated To despise.
This is absolutely sad.
"How is it? Do you realize where you went wrong?" Ximen Wuji pointed out in an old-fashioned way.
"I know." Hutudan nodded sadly. After all, according to the other party, his behavior today seemed to have nothing to do with perfection. He seemed to be just a muscular and reckless man.
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While confessing, a doubt emerged in my mind.
How does he know that the blood in my body contains the desire for perfection.
Could it be that he has seen through my true nature?
No, no one in the ancient demon clan knows about this kind of nature in our clan. Even the current ancestors don¡¯t know about it. Only my Emerald Crystal Sky Python clan knows about it. Could it be that this guy is an elder in my clan?
Raising his head in confusion, he quickly dismissed his thoughts.
First, this guy obviously only has the sixth level of Shenwu cultivation, and has not yet reached the realm of transformation, so it is impossible to transform into a human form.
Of course, this is not the point. If the other party is really a senior in the clan, he can naturally hide his cultivation so that he cannot see it.
The most important thing is the second point. If he really came from the Cuijing clan, he would definitely not be of this size. ¡ª¡ªThis body shape, like a winter melon and fatter than a fat pig, not only has nothing to do with perfection, it can¡¯t even be called ugly. This kind of body shape is absolutely not allowed by the blood of the Emerald Sky Python Clan.
"Haha, it's strange!" Ximen Wuji smiled, and gently stretched out the hand he had been carrying behind his back, and a drop of bright red blood floated in his hand.
"Try it with your blood." Ximen Wuji flicked his finger, and the red blood droplets flew out slowly.
¡°Test blood?¡± Hutudan smiled disdainfully.
¡°Does this guy really think he is a senior of our clan? Humph, with such an ugly body, if he really belongs to my Emerald Crystal Sky Python clan, I¡¯m afraid he will also be kicked out. . . .
Disdainful thoughts kept flashing in my mind.
Suddenly, the smile on Mr. Hutu¡¯s face suddenly disappeared.
The blood droplets floating in the air seemed to actually activate the blood in his body, and the cold blood began to roll in his body.
this. . . . This is a phenomenon that can only occur when encountering the essence and blood of ancient predecessors.
After staring at the blood drops floating in front of him for a long time, he finally stretched out his slender fingers, took out a delicate silver knife, and made a light stroke.
I don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s despair or excitement.
My own actually surrendered to the fat man¡¯s blood.
As if seeing an elder's child, it trembled with excitement and danced crazily around the opponent's blood drops.
He is really the senior of my Emerald Crystal Sky Python clan.
Is that fat body another kind of perfection?
He turned his head and looked blankly.
¡°Somehow, in Hutudan¡¯s eyes, the originally ugly watermelon figure suddenly became beautiful.
What a beautiful body, graceful and luxurious, the proportions and lines seem to contain the beauty of the golden section.
?????????????? Seniors are still at a high level, I¡¯ve never noticed this round shape before.The beauty of the body. Well, it seems that my body will also need to change its image in the future.
The predecessor has a "watermelon body", I must go further and create a more perfect "egg body". . . No, the egg body is not perfect and round enough. I should create my own "pomegranate body". Haha, I won't be "stunning" by then. The round body like a pomegranate is paired with a pair of bright eyes. . . mouth. . . .
It¡¯s a perfect match.
Hutudan thought foolishly.
Sun Ningyan and others looked at Ximen Wuji in horror, with admiration on their faces. The cultivation level of the "confused young man" in front of him has obviously surpassed that of Nangong Yan and Hu Yanchenghe. I didn't expect this fat man to be so powerful. A few inexplicable words and a drop of blood seemed to make the other party "worship" him.
Ximen Wuji enjoyed everyone¡¯s reaction. He nodded arrogantly, turned around and glanced at Yuan Zan, who was also stunned, and tapped his fingers twice: "You guys, try it with blood too!"
"We?" Yuan Zan and others were stunned for a moment.
Maybe Sun Ningyan and others don¡¯t know what the extremely spiritual blood of Mr. Hutu means, but as members of the ancient demon clan, they are well aware of this kind of essence and blood induction.
Although the appearance of the fat, pig-like guy in front of him is very inconsistent with the gorgeous appearance of the Emerald Crystal Sky Python family, the reaction of his essence and blood has already shown that this guy is undoubtedly a senior of the Emerald Crystal Sky Python.
But. . . . The "senior" in front of me actually asked him to test his blood?
What¡¯s even more strange is that the essence and blood of this senior of the Emerald Crystal Sky Python clan actually seems to have an impact on the blood in his own body.
Time and space seemed to be silent for an instant, Yuan Zan and others looked at each other in disbelief at the two blood beads floating in the air.
"Forget it, let's see what he did, it's just a drop of blood." How much time passed, and finally, the rhythm in the blood defeated the doubts in his heart. Yuanzan and others looked at each other and stretched out their fingers.
Six drops of dazzling blood slowly flew out.
Like Hutudan, Yuan Zan and others also trembled with excitement when their essence and blood came close to the Ximen Wuji blood drop. . . . .
"How can it be!!!"
"What kind of monster is he?"
The exclamation suddenly spread, like a flashback before death, the surrounding air suddenly boiled, and then returned to calm. ¡ª¡ªDeadly calm.
Ximen Wuji¡¯s blood can actually resonate with the blood of seven kinds of monsters. . . .
This is beyond common sense. Could it be that he is the product of a cross between seven kinds of monsters?
But. . . But this pair of ancient monster clan who pays attention to bloodline seems to be an impossible product!
"The ancestor of all demons!!!"
In the silence, Nangong Yan suddenly shouted as if she remembered something.
The bodies of Hutudan and others trembled slightly.
But Sun Ningyan frowned slightly in confusion: "What is the ancestor of all monsters?"
"Is that a totem? The totem of the ancient demon clan"
"The totem of the demon clan?" Sun Ningyan was stunned for a moment.
"Yes!" Nangong Yan nodded, as if caught in some kind of memory, looking at the lonely sky quietly, and finally came back to his senses after a long time: "Legend has it that after the creation of the world, the five saint ancestors of the demon clan followed the ancestors. God rules the world and finally dies from exhaustion. The god of the ancestors is grateful for the merits of the five ancestors of the demon clan, takes out the essence and blood from their bodies, and fuses them to create a powerful divine beast. This beast has the talents of all demon beasts, because all demon beasts They are all derived from the essence and blood in its body.
According to the legend of the demon clan, their power comes from this mythical beast. As long as this mythical beast dies, the entire demon clan will lose their talents and their bloodline will be cut off! "
Sun Ningyan stared: "Then why have you never heard of the ancestor of all monsters?"
"Silly girl." Nangong Yan smiled. "Although there has always been a legend among the demon clan about the ancestor of all demons, no one has ever seen this mythical beast. Naturally, humans will not pay too much attention to things they have never seen before.
Although the ancient demon clan firmly believes in the legend, it is their belief in life after all. It is undoubtedly a kind of blasphemy to always mention his name. Therefore, over time, the term "ancestor of all demons" has become the most popular in the human world. Gradually it became unfamiliar. "
A gentle breeze blew from the grass, and the empty wilderness was silent and no one spoke.
The bodies of the seven people in Hutudan couldn't help but tremble, and their faces turned strangely flushed with excitement. It turns out that this person is actually the source of the legendary power of monsters - the ancestor of all monsters. In this case, it is not difficult to understand that he knows some of the habits of the Emerald Crystal Sky Python. After all, all?Monsters and beasts are derived from the separation of blood in his body. How could a father not know his son's habits?
The seven of them came to Tianhui Valley to look for the Zhuanlun Sword that could revitalize the demon clan. However, compared with the appearance of the ancestor of all monsters, the Zhuanlun Sword seemed too insignificant at this moment. With such merit, I'm afraid that even if my legs are broken in the future, I will be worshiped like a god by the ancient demon clan.
"Compared with the excitement of Hutudan and others, Sun Ningyan and others were full of doubts. Everyone knows the details of Ximen Wuji. This boy is definitely not some illusory ancestor of all monsters, but an ordinary little person who is fat, lustful, and lazy.
But this is all in front of you. . . .
The deathly silence spread silently, seeming to chew up everyone's lives.
Finally, Hutudan came to his senses first and executed a strange spell with both hands.
"What are you doing?" Ximen Wuji frowned slightly.
"Report the news about your old man to the clan!" Hutudan knelt down respectfully. He doesn't have to report Yang Lingtian's matter, because he can take the credit alone, but the credit of the ancestor of all monsters is definitely not something he can covet alone. A little carelessness may even bring disaster to the entire Emerald Crystal Sky Python clan.
"Who told you to report it?" Ximen Wuji was a little angry. I thought I could handle the current situation by following someone's instructions and pretending a little, but I didn't expect that this guy would spread some news about the ancestor of all demons. If another master from the Ancient Monster Clan arrives, then his identity will be revealed immediately.