After the red light shone down, a warm feeling suddenly surged into our hearts. At this moment, I felt that the strength in my body seemed to have fluctuated.
Just as I was intoxicated, Scala, one of the ten statues, seemed to be echoing Lin Wei from a distance, and his body suddenly emitted a red light, which was particularly magical.
"Wow!"
We were surprised when the crowd behind us knelt down. Even Luo Lun, who was doubtful at first, knelt down. These ancients all looked extremely pious and looked at Lin Wei.
It's like looking at a god.
"Saint...saint!"
It was rare that these people said something that I could understand.
The elder also bent down, with a look of excitement on his face, and murmured to himself: "What a pure bloodline. It is indeed a descendant of the saint. I didn't miss it!"
Under the altar, there was a mass of darkness kneeling down, but above the altar, Lin Wei seemed to be intoxicated by the red light. The two doors behind her opened at the same time, and under the red light, Lin Wei's breath actually
It started to fluctuate rapidly, and the light on the ghost door became more and more powerful, more and more powerful.
55%,60%,65%,
"..."
Others who practice Kungchi have a flat belly and need a lot of hard work to advance little by little. But you are better off. Your advancement is like a rocket, whizzing upwards.
My heart felt like I had received another 10,000-point critical hit.
But having said that, these holy stones and statues actually have something else going on inside. Just one encounter greatly improved Lin Wei's strength. It can be seen that these statues and holy stones were indeed made by the Holy Lord.
The whole process lasted for about three minutes. At this time, the light receded, and Lin Wei's aura reached its peak at this moment. I saw that Lin Wei's eyes had this layer of red light, and she looked more coquettish.
temperament.
"Meet the Saint!"
At this time, the elder took the lead and knelt down and said a word of great respect in pure Chinese. Many tribesmen behind him imitated the words and shouted to pay homage to the saint.
Not to mention we were stunned by this spectacular scene, Lin Wei, who had just returned, was also stunned. Seeing a man as old as the elder kneeling directly on the ground, Lin Wei suddenly panicked, hurriedly went over to help the elder, and said:
"Grandpa, what are you doing? How can this younger generation bear it?"
Grandpa?
When I heard this, I was suddenly struck by thunder, and the look I looked at the elder felt wrong. Could it be that you are Lin Wei's ancestor?
"You can afford it. You are a saint with pure blood and your status is nobler than mine. This has nothing to do with your age." The elder said in a respectful tone.
"This..." Lin Wei looked confused and said, "Anyway, you get up first."
After saying that, Lin Wei helped the elder up, and the elder got up. While stroking his beard, he looked at Lin Wei with a smile, as if he was looking at some treasure. After looking at it for a moment, the elder glanced at the person who was still kneeling below.
There were many clan members in the crowd, and they shouted: "Everyone, get out of the way and make way for the saint of our clan."
As soon as the words fell, the crowds in front of the altar came to both sides one after another, making way for a way. Then, under the leadership of the elders and under the admiring eyes of countless tribesmen, our group left the altar.
Elder's house.
As one of the few people in this tribe who is proficient in Chinese, the elder is obviously a good communicator, so we often asked the elders questions after we returned.
Maybe it's because of the warm hospitality, maybe it's because of the reputation of Lin Wei, a saint, but in short, the elder knows everything about our problems, and probably many of the problems here.
The elder's name, in their own way, is Selin, but the elder also said that he has another name, Yao Wen, the fourth generation grandson of Emperor Shun.
Hey, this is really Lin Wei's ancestor. It makes sense for her to call her grandpa. After all, if Yao Wen is calculated by generation, he should be counted hundreds of generations before Lin Wei, at the level of a living fossil.
Yao Wen can survive to this day mainly because he has inherited a ray of holy aura from his ancestor Shun. Coupled with his peak strength in the early three-star stage, it is not a problem to live for thousands of years.
When asked why Yao Wen is so powerful, he can stay here, but outsiders like us can only enter with three stars or less, Yao Wen's answer is that the rules of the war land are like this, and he is worried that outsiders will destroy the seal, so he has
This restriction does not apply to the descendants of the Holy Lord, including him.
When asked who rescued us, Yao Wen said that a group of tribesmen happened to see us when they went hunting and took us back to the tribe.
"Senior Yao Wen, thank you very much for your life-saving grace." I said gratefully.
"Haha, that's right. There are thousands of us and we haven't seen anyone else. Our tribe has become more lively since you came." Yao Wen said with a genuine smile.
"Uh, senior, I've wanted to ask for a long time. When we came, there were two companions, a man and a woman." At this time, Liu Beihe couldn't help but ask: "Have you seen the two of them?"
"Luo Lun?" Yao Wen immediately looked at the middle-aged man Luo Lun. Hearing this, Luo Lun immediately understood and replied: "Your other two friends were seriously injured and are still in a coma. They are currently receiving treatment.
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"Thank you."
Hearing this, we breathed a sigh of relief and immediately thanked him one after another.
"You're welcome." Luo Lun shook his head, and then stood beside him without saying a word, like a wooden man. He was nearly two meters tall and looked like a tree wherever he stood.
"Senior Yao Wen, are the people in your tribe all descendants of Emperor Shun?" I asked the question I had always wanted to ask. It seemed to be asking whether their bloodline was inherited from Shun, but in fact it was a disguised question to ask their truth.
origin.
"Hey, it would be great if they were all descendants of the Holy Lords." Yao Wen shook his head and said: "In ancient times, demons invaded, and the ancestors and the demons fought a protracted war. Finally, under the leadership of ten Holy Lords,
Next, the ancestors suffered a tragic victory, and many powerful demons were sealed here."
"In order to prevent the devil from escaping, a large number of ancient cultivators stayed here and guarded it for thousands of years. Therefore... although the people here are all descendants of the once powerful ancient cultivators, there are actually very few descendants of the Holy Lord.
..Some of the direct descendants of the Holy Lord in those days either died in the long years, or they are still guarding the sealed land. There is only one descendant of the Holy Lord like me in our tribe. The Saint has been here for thousands of years, and I have seen her.
The second descendant of the Holy Lord."
Ye Yuyou keenly grasped the key point and quickly asked: "Is there more than one tribe like yours?"
"It's a long story."
Yao Wen fell into memories and said slowly: "I also heard about the great achievements of our ancestors from Xia Zu, so my knowledge is limited. I only know that in order to seal powerful demons, ten saints opened up ten
Each person is responsible for a place of war, and their descendants are responsible for guarding it, so tribes like ours..."
"There should be at least ten more!"
This chapter has been completed!