Chapter 578： The cultivation path of the ancient human race

Silently chuckled, the eight-foot-length imaginary supporting the three beasts tens of feet high, smiled and said: "No need to be polite, right, what is your name?"

"Dark Demon Dragon Clan Demon Fake!"

"Really roar clan roaring star!"

"The green hills of the nine-tailed sky fox clan are here!"

Qingshan still has doubts in the Three Beasts, and still can't accept the human race without Taoism and Taoism to enter the Ten Dao Academy, but the roster elders will not cheat, and the silent strength is indeed higher than them, they can only believe if they don't believe it.

The ancient tens of thousands of races came together, the barbaric wind prevailed, and the self-proclaimed powerful races almost fought life and death battles if they didn't agree with each other.

This is cruel, but also magnanimous, because the disposition is wild and will not intrigue, even if the dead clan and even the genocide among the various races, they can only think that their strength is not as good as other races, and will not have other thoughts.

It even led to an unwritten rule, that is, in the same realm, the party who catches the fight and wins can get everything of the defeated party, including his life, his treasures, his wife and children, and even the other party. Leather to make a battle suit.

And all of this, even if the race of the loser is stronger than the race of the victor, it cannot be stopped. Once it is stopped, or the stronger one retaliates secretly, it will be cast aside by the ten thousand races!

Although Qingshan looked down on silence before the Three Beasts, and even said that he was not qualified to sweep the floor in the Ten Dao Academy, but the strength of silence conquered them, and he did not hate the previous defeat.

In the case of silent intention to make friends, he quickly recognized this human "senior brother".

"Haha, good wine, I know that Human Race cannot gain strong strength due to being limited to Daoji, so it has achieved great results on other trails, but I did not expect that there are such good wines in Human Race. An uncle who has collected thousands of years of fine wine cannot match this taste."

The Hou Xing of the Zhenhou clan brought the wine to the altar, drank ten altars in one sip, and laughed cheerfully.

"Since you like it, you can drink more, I still have it here." Silent smile, the ancient strength is respected, and when the Ten Dao Academy was not established, he was killing every moment, so where is the soul soaked in wine Tao?

The overall strength of later generations may not be as good as that of the ancients, but because of the unity of races and the division of rules, the majority of ordinary people have developed rapidly in other areas.

These wines are nothing in later generations, but in ancient times, they are definitely fine wines.

"I also learned from the seniors of the True Dragon clan not long ago. I just came to Shi Dao Academy not long ago. I wonder if the three can introduce me to one or two?" The silence took out dozens of jars of wine.

The magic and fake three beasts did not suspect him, grabbed the wine and drank stubbornly: "Brothers don’t know, my Ten Dao Academy was co-founded by the ten Protoss. Except for a headquarters Academy, in the area of ​​the ten Protoss, A branch academy has also been set up, and here is the most powerful True Dragon Academy!"

Silence is clear, no wonder this ancient small world is so powerful, it can be preserved in the catastrophe of the world, the dangers and opportunities left behind are countless, and there is even a supreme-level real dragon tomb.

"Actually, under the ten schools, some of the top races have smaller schools. Only the strongest of the elementary schools of all ethnic groups can come to the ten schools, and only those from the ten schools Only the strongest can enter the real Ten Dao Academy!"

Hou Xing said, eyes full of pride: "I came to the True Dragon Academy as the first creature from the primary school palace of my clan!"

Compared with the ruggedness of the Dark Demon Dragon and Zhenhou Clan, the green hills of the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox Clan are more reserved. He lay on the ground and drank sullenly, his long and narrow eyes dimmed for some reason: "We are very superior His grades have been promoted from the elementary school palace to the true dragon school of various ethnic groups, but there may be no chance to enter the ten-dao school in this life."

Through understanding and silence, we know that they are not true pure-blooded creatures, but acquired innate refinement, and constantly improve the "pure blood" of the blood in the body. Such blood is not pure, no matter how refined it is, the blood will be in the blood. There will be some impurities.

If it is a true pure-blooded creature, it is much stronger than them in the same realm, at least it should be at the level of Lin Wudi.

"The generation of the dark dragon clan has true pure blood." Qing Shan looked at the magic fake, and said: "As soon as the dragon showed his talents, he worshipped the Tianpeng Academy. It was extremely powerful. He was in the Tianpeng Academy. In the realm of law, he was able to rank in the top five, and his name was Mozhen."

The magic fake looked at Qing Shan. They were brothers for many years. They would not turn their faces because of this trivial matter. He knew that Qing Shan deliberately wanted to help him through Jiu Jin, and smiled bitterly: "Pure blood, that's innate. Choice, I can’t decide. All I can choose is my own path. What’s wrong with the race and abandon me. In the future, I may be a clan as soon as the dragon is..."

This is drunken talk, but silence can also hear some things about the Dark Demon Dragon Clan. He didn't say anything about it, because he didn't know how long he could stay here, or if he had a chance to meet Demon Zhen.

And even if he helped Moqi defeat the purebloods of the Dark Demon Dragon Race, the true history will not change.

"The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan nearly squeezed the tenth Protoss Jiuyou Shou, and today's strength is still unfathomable. There are two pure-bloods in this world, and ten academic palace debates, should they all come?"

Hou Xing smashed ten jars of spirits again, his voice was low.

The Zhenhou clan is also one of the strongest races under the Ten Protoss. There must be true purebloods in this life. He seems to be talking about the green mountains, but he seems to be talking about himself.

Next, the roaring star three beasts will come to find silence every day, chatting is false, wanting to drink is true, and wanting to fight with silence is even more true!

As one of the most important places in the True Dragon Academy, there are no mathematicians practicing and fighting here every day. Those who can enter the ten academies are the best in the family, even if they are not refined to Qingshan in the third. The acquired pureblood of the beast level, the racial blood power in the body is also quite powerful.

Watching silently here, day and night, not letting go of the bloodline magic of any clan, and often take the initiative to challenge, and feel the power of ten thousand clan magic at close range.

"It turns out that the magic of each race is their own. In other words, their Tao is their own, but unlike the cultivation of later generations of human races, they are born with the roots of Tao, even if the blood is weak. The starting point of the tribe is much higher than that of the tribe.

That strand of Dao roots is the beginning of their enlightenment. Through step-by-step cultivation, they can refine their own essence and spirit into that strand of Dao roots, and refine themselves into the way of their body! "

The aptitude for silence is amazing. I saw a lot of things in just a few days. Those things may be common sense to the ancient ten thousand races, but if you don't really experience it, it is difficult to understand that feeling.

"The ancient human races had no Dao roots, no Dao bodies, and weak celestial bodies, but it does not mean that they did not have the opportunity to become stronger. If they can find enough blood baptisms of powerful races, it is equivalent to having Dao roots and can practice. The Tao of that race."

There was a long silence, and the scene that he saw when he got the Sutra of the Dao Dao once again appeared before his eyes. It was hard to imagine how the first human cultivator grew up in such a cruel ancient times.

Although the later generations also practiced ancient divine arts, most of them were squatters of Sanshou, and after generations of human race sages practice, only then can human races who have not been baptized with the blood of divine beasts practice.

Such as the silent true dragon fist is like this, his true dragon intent is also his own comprehension and practice.

"It is unrealistic to comprehend the Tao of the ancient race through Sanshou. Only after the blood baptism of the corresponding race can the roots be planted.

Son of the Sun, he walked on the cultivation path of the ancient human race, but he has the background of the Sun God Kingdom and has enough true dragon blood and golden crow blood baptism, so he can succeed.

If I release all the blood of these guys now, when I return to the real world, will it be useful? "

Silent watching hundreds of powerful protoss and dozens of creatures of different races on the martial arts field, the eyes exuded strange light.