Chapter 364 Sui jumped into the sea

The heroic young man came back for the third time, standing in front of the Blood Soul Sea and talking to Sui.

He has lost his original high-spiritedness, his neatly styled hair is now disheveled, his face is more weathered, and he has a wine gourd around his waist.

At this time, he seemed to have grown up, but he grew up too fast. Before he could fully express his youth, he was already old.

"There are still three years left before the final sacrifice date. This is the last time I will come to see you."

"I know you are different from us. You are calmer than us and will not be discovered by those beasts. Even with your talent, you will never become the strongest in the tribe. Therefore, you can live longer than us.

"

I don't know whether this was a compliment or a curse. Sui felt his hand being held, his head being forcibly pulled over, and he met a pair of eyes.

They were a pair of dark pupils, the eyes were very large, and the whites were thin, like a circle of lines, almost invisible.

In those pupils, Sui saw his own figure, expressionless, like a puppet.

This was the first time he saw his own appearance. The sea of ​​blood was too muddy to see clearly, and he had never been to other watersides.

Eating and drinking water does not count, because when he is drinking water, his mind is not on it, so he cannot see his own appearance.

Only then did he discover that...

In the eyes of others, you are a fool, and in your own eyes, it is the same.

"Sui, I ask you one thing. Keep the truth in your heart. One day, tell your people and don't let them be fools all the time."

After saying this, the heroic young man left without waiting for Sui's answer.

He believed that Sui would do this. Although he was a little stupid, he was still a human being.

Looking at the figure of the heroic young man, Sui didn't look at the Sea of ​​Blood Souls for the first time. He looked at the place where the heroic young man left for a long, long time...

Three years later, news of the death of Yingwu young man came. On that day, Sui brought something to the Blood Soul Sea for the first time. It was a gourd, a gourd filled with wine.

A gourd that has lost its owner.

The death of the heroic young man did not have any big impact. Even in the tribe where he was born, not many people thought of him and cried for his death.

Like the previous seniors, his name was engraved on the Heroic Soul Monument, and that was it.

Because the characters belonging to the human race have not yet appeared, the names engraved on the Heroic Soul Monument are still engraved with the characters passed down by the gods they worshiped, the demon script.

The heroic soul of the human race is inscribed in demon script!

Only those who know this kind of thing will understand the helplessness involved!

Sui knew it, but he didn't say it, didn't dare to say it, didn't even dare to take any action, he just stayed in the Blood Soul Sea day after day, and it seemed like there was no change from before.

"Sui...is he a Suiren family?"

Wang Yu has been watching the development of ancient times, and he was attracted by the name Sui.

He initially thought that this person was Suiren, one of the three ancestors of the human race, but now, he was not sure.

The Zhenyi clan is so powerful, which laid the foundation for the rise of the human race.

And Suiren, who is also one of the three ancestors, should not be such a coward.

But there is indeed a flame in his body...

The greatest achievement Suiren made was to light the fire.

In normal history, it is fire, but in mythical history, Wang Yu feels that fire should be the carrier of other things.

Most likely there is hope!

Because of the current situation of the human race, only by igniting hope can he become one of the three ancestors of the human race!

"unconfirmed."

After looking at Sui for a long time, after thousands of years, Sui still didn't change at all, just staring at the sea of ​​blood souls.

Wang Yu doesn't know what's so interesting about the Sea of ​​Blood Souls?

No matter how beautiful it is, it doesn’t need to be looked at every day for thousands of years, right?

From this point of view, this Sui can be regarded as a strange person.

only…

"The demon tribe is not stupid, and they are all aware of the human race's plan to make a breakthrough by taking advantage of the demon tribe's momentum, so they have once again restricted the promotion of their magical powers."

"The fourth level is limited to the immortal level. The top level of the demon clan still cares about the human race."

He could clearly see that the restrictions this time came not from the demon clan at the bottom, but from the higher-level demon gods and even demon saints.

They have discovered the changes in the human race and have taken a look at it.

This was earlier and more troublesome than he expected.

"The evolution of the Shinto species encountered a second major crisis, but the first time was solved by the Miaoyi clan. The second time..."

Wang Yu looked at Sui and frowned.

He originally expected that the Suiren clan was famous in history and should be able to solve it.

But, it seems now...

Suirenshi may really be able to solve this problem, but he may not be able to find Suirenshi.

"It's troublesome!"

He took a long breath and let it out slowly.

Sure enough, it is not that simple to change the fate of our ancestors in ancient times.

This has just begun, and we are encountering problems one after another.

Unfortunately, he couldn't get over it yet, and there wasn't much he could do.

The operating space is too little.

"Fifth level magical power."

Turn your thoughts around and contemplate the divine sea.

Because the species of magical powers were introduced into the ancient times and carried by countless human races, a bud of flowers grew within the civilization of magical powers.

The flowers are brightly colored and have countless magical powers. They grow simultaneously with the cultivation of a group of human beings.

At this time, 50% of the buds have reached the fourth stage.

This means that half of the human race has cultivated magical powers to the fourth level.

This is a terrible statistic.

The fourth level represents the monk level, which is only one step away from attaining immortality and immortality.

In 'now', if a monk wants to reach the fourth level, it generally takes thousands, ten thousand or even more years of hard work to achieve it.

In ancient times, with the resource support of the Monster Clan, with the incredible number of humans, it was possible for half of the human race to reach the fourth level within a thousand years.

Of course, this is due to the role of his divine path species and the support of the infinite resources of the demon clan, but the bigger reason is the talent of the human race in ancient times.

Compared with today, it must be admitted that the human race in ancient times was more than one level stronger in terms of talent.

"The difference between the Earth Immortal and the Hedao realm is not only the difference in quality and Tao, but also the essential difference between the small world and the big world!"

"Normal earth immortals in the realm of earth immortals will gather a piece of land as a dojo, as a region, to carry Taoism, magical powers... allowing it to achieve greater development and heaven and earth."

"Supernatural civilization is dominated by magical powers. It condenses various magical rules and is extremely overbearing. All internal and external forces will be swallowed up by magical powers and become nutrients for the growth of magical powers."

"The earth formed by the Earthly Immortal Realm cannot exist fundamentally. As long as it is born, it will be swallowed up by magical powers."

"It's just that apart from magical powers, the earth and dojo cannot be achieved. But if the magical powers are regarded as an independent individual, the monks themselves are regarded as the universe of heaven and earth..."

"The magical power itself can be the earth of the earthly fairyland and the sky of the heavenly fairyland..."

"The key to the breakthrough of fifth-level magical power is to absorb all external forces, and within the magical power, open up a universe, or the seed of the universe..."

"Condensing the big and small heaven and earth into one, integrating the body with magical powers, people are magical powers, and magical powers are people."

"In this way, we can break through..."

"This is the way to the fifth level of magical power!"

Wang Yu is the master of the supernatural civilization, and now he is also an immortal god in the Celestial Realm, and his own foundation is even more powerful.

The fifth-level magical power that the human race in ancient times could not figure out has been figured out in a few thoughts under a high roof.

However, the fifth-level magical power has emerged, but it cannot be transmitted to the ancient times, at least it cannot be transmitted completely.

"I hope... you are really the Suiren clan!"

Wang Yu looked at Sui, who had blood souls overseas in ancient times, took a deep breath, and used the Ten Thousand Crows Technique, as before, to create a golden crow to convey the incomplete information of the past.

"If you are not, I hope you can leave it in the hands of the real Suiren clan... In ancient times, it might still be possible!"

At this point, he had no choice.

It's not that he is incompetent, it's just that his conditions are limited and there really isn't much he can do.
To be continued...