Li Yuanting obviously misunderstood.

I thought Su Xing had taken treasures of heaven and earth. The hidden medicinal power in his body was stimulated when he was injured, so the injury recovered so quickly.

Su Xing did take a lot of treasures, Qilin Heart, Demon Heart, etc., all of them are considered.

However, all of them were digested.

Now, his body is the best treasure of heaven and earth.

Li Yuanting is the captain of the "mountain patrol team" in the village, responsible for hunting and other work.

After supper, he left.

Yu'er didn't think much about this. His father often led the mountain patrol team to the mountain at night, sometimes he came back the next morning, and sometimes it took several days.

Su Xing sat in the yard and continued to think about how to communicate with the nine ancient gods. He vaguely felt that if he could successfully communicate with an ancient god, the black clouds and mist could be solved.

"Young Master, are you thinking about things?" Yu'er sat next to Su Xing with a fruit plate.

"Yes!" Su Xing smiled slightly, reached out to take a piece of fruit handed over by Yu'er. It was fragrant and the juice was sweet. It was a spiritual fruit picked in the mountains.

"Why don't you tell me what you are thinking? Yu'er will help you think about it!" Yu'er smiled innocently.

"This..." Su Xing pondered for a moment, and then said, "I was thinking about how to communicate with the gods in the sky."

Nine Forbiddens and the Ancient God are both secrets, so it is naturally difficult to reveal Su Xing.

It’s not that I can’t believe in Yu’er, but that I’m afraid that Yu’er will cause a murder if she knows it.

Su Xing didn't want the innocent Yu'er to feel that she was guarding against him, so she adjusted her words.

Yu'er didn't think much and smiled, "Young Master, this matter is very simple! If you want to communicate with the gods, you naturally do it by making wishes and sacrifices!"

"Dad once said that the orcs have held large-scale sacrifices to communicate with the beast gods, so the 100,000 mountains are shrouded in the beliefs of the beast gods, resulting in the suppression of the human consciousness and the holy souls, which protect the orcs from being passed on for generations."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Su Xing's eyes couldn't help but lit up, he slapped his head and said to himself: "I'm so stupid. I didn't even expect this."

He couldn't help but smile and said, "Yu'er, thank you."

Then, Su woke up and returned to the room.

Yu'er's words allowed him to find a way to communicate with the ancient god.

However, Su Xing did not believe in and worshipped the ancient gods. He had a better way, that is, to communicate with the ancient gods through the power of faith.

Faith and worshiping ancient gods are like treating yourself as a believer, and Su Xing is naturally unwilling to do so.

Communication through the power of faith puts oneself in an equal position, which is equivalent to the two parties making a transaction.

Su Xing embarked on the path of faith. Although this path has just begun, he has somewhat controlled some of the power of faith.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, and the holy soul sank into the second vision of the natal star, the vision of the Divine River.

The holy soul sat cross-legged in the starry sky, bounced his hands and pinched out magic seals, and energy threads ran towards the depths of the vast starry sky.

Soon after, Su Xing felt a sense of emotion.

He successfully established a subtle connection with the second ancient god.

The second ancient god was as dark as ink, like a demon king. His hands were even more profound.

Suddenly, the second ancient god raised his hands, and suddenly, his hands were infinitely enlarged, and finally he could even hold the stars in his palm.

"Tongtian Divine Hand!"

Su Xingyao looked at the two huge palms and found that there were countless complex patterns in the palm of his palm, densely packed, dazzling, and a mysterious smell.

Through those patterns, Su Xing realized the second ancient magic technique, "Tongtian Divine Hand".

Of course, he has only experienced a little bit of fur at the moment.

"The divine hand of the heavens devours everything in the world and turns the power of others for one's own use. What a domineering ancient magic technique." Su Xing was delighted.

He began to try.

Use the "Tongtian Divine Hand" to devour the black clouds and mist.

As a result, it really worked.

A trace of black clouds and mist can be seen by the naked eye, and it begins to be swallowed by the natal stars, turning into power to awaken itself.

"I didn't expect that there was such a thrilling power in this black cloud mist." Su Xing was surprised. Although he had only refined a few wisps of black cloud mist, he felt that his cultivation had improved.

After careful experience, I found that the black clouds were as vast as the starry sky, as if they contained endless energy.

"I am worthy of being the original power of the ancient starry beast. If I swallow these black clouds and mists, I will be able to be blessed in disguise and my cultivation will increase again."

Su Xing’s talent and martial arts qualifications are all the best.

What we lack now is cultivation.

However, it is very difficult to improve your cultivation level at the holy realm level.

If you practice step by step, it will take at least ten years to wake up before you can enter the realm of the Saint.

But now, by devouring the black clouds and mist, his cultivation level can be greatly improved. Although he cannot directly enter the Saint Realm, it is enough to reach the peak of semi-saints.

It is equivalent to shortening ten years of hard work.

This is definitely a huge opportunity.

"It turns out that it's true that you will survive a disaster, and you will have good fortune in the future." Su Xing felt excited.

All night, Su Xing was refining the black clouds.

On the eve of dawn, his strength finally recovered by 20%.

"In about three days, you should be able to recover all your strength." Su Xing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If a martial artist had his strength bound, it would be a very frustrating thing.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, fires flashed in the village, the earth trembled, and a roar rolled in.

"What's going on?"

Su Xing walked out of the room with doubts and found that Yu'er also walked out of the room with a pale face.

"Yu'er, what's wrong?" Su Xing asked.

"It's a half-orc. A half-orc tribe has walked out of 100,000 mountains and wanted to attack our village." Yu'er said. She only heard Li Yuanting mention this kind of thing, and it happened in other villages. The old village chief of the half-saint in Lingfeng Village was in charge, and it had never happened before.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the village, where a large number of villagers had gathered, including the old village chief.

In front, there are a large number of orcs, with large figures, strong hair, ferocious face, and very powerful cultivation aura.

The leader of the Orcs was a lion man, three feet tall and covered with golden hair. At his feet were seriously injured Li Yuanting and other mountain patrol team members.

"You are Mengshi!" The old village chief's eyes narrowed and he stared at the leader of the lion human race.

"That's right! It's me." The leader of the Lion tribe laughed, "Old guy, since you know me, you should know my rules. If you follow the rules honestly, I won't make any moves."

The old village chief's heart sank.

Mengshi is also a semi-saint realm, and is a semi-saint intermediate level.

And he himself is at the beginning of the semi-saint level, and he is already old, his bloodline is withering, and his strength is difficult to fully display.

If the fight starts, even if the old village chief works hard, he will not be Meng Shi's opponent. Thinking of the other party's rules, the old village chief couldn't help but feel chilled.
Chapter completed!