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Bai Lisa did not rush to start, but waited quietly aside.

At this time, the afterglow of the sunset had completely disappeared into the end of Lake Baikal in the distance. Night had already fallen, and crystal snowflakes were still falling down. There was only a vastness in the world, and the tiny wind and snow flowing silently between the two women.

Nan Lian was still full of uneasy about the mystery of her life experience, but in addition to these uneasiness and anxiety, she was more afraid and firm in the future.

She raised her hand and put her hair away from the wind in her ears. After taking a deep breath of the cold air by the lake, she spoke indifferently: "Belissa, thank you for your willingness to help me, I'm ready."

"My tribe has been guards and servants serving the God of Winter throughout the ages, so the shamans in our tribe will use the power of ice and snow in nature to maintain the balance of this frozen land when they are alive. And after their death, some of their souls and spiritual power will also merge with ice and snow and return to this nature."

Bai Lisa raised her head and looked up at the snow flying in the night sky, explaining to Nan Lian, "I will awaken the ancestor spirits of all generations in the form of ice and snow elements in nature, and they will return to us and try to contact you, but you don't have to be afraid, the ancestor spirits will not hurt anyone."

Nan Lian nodded and let the wind and snow in nature blow on her cheeks, "I understand, let's start."

"Okay." Bai Lisa didn't say anything more, but took out a shaman horn with a simple shape, like a curved beast horn, took a deep breath, and blew it on its sway.

The outer layer of this horn is wrapped in a layer of thick patina after years of hardship, with feather decoration on the top. At this time, it was blown up by Bolisa and made a long and majestic trembling sound.

“Woo…”

The trumpet carries the pious spiritual power of the blower, and emits a distant and deep echo in the night sky. Before we know it, the air has a solemn and solemn smell.

Nan Lian fought in front of Shaman Rock and heard a little despicable. For a moment, she seemed to feel that she had traveled through time and returned to the ancient times, looking down at this vast land with the wind and snow flying far away.

The wind and snow whimpered in the sound of the horns. Just as Nanlian was slightly out of consciousness, the wind and snow around this shaman rock began to undergo amazing changes.

...

Just as Bai Lisa began to summon the ancestral spirit, Wang Yan and the red tank on the other side had already rowed the wooden boat to the deep water area.

"Old Wang, I grew up by the lake when I was a child. There are countless good things in this lake." The red tank handed Wang Yan the adjusted fishing gear and began to assemble his own fishing gear.

"According to our official statistics, this lake has a history of more than 20 million years. More than 300 rivers have finally injected into it, as deep as the ocean, and the freshwater storage accounts for one-fifth of the world. The entire Baltic Sea is not as much water as here."

The fishing gear was assembled, and the red tank first threw the hook with the bait with the fishing rod. "There are more than 1,200 fish and aquatic species here, three-quarters of which are unique to Lake Baikal, especially some rare specialties. The taste is very delicious and can't be found outside."

The hairy crabs drool in the cabin, the plump aquatic creatures, and the wide variety of female crab sisters, this place is simply a paradise.

However, both the Red Tank and Wang Yan agreed that in such a good natural environment, they would not easily use superpowers and chemical baits to avoid environmental damage.

Of course, during their fishing period, this greedy and lustful hairy crab should not be able to get into the water, otherwise, let alone fish, and even a shrimp would not be able to catch it.

The hairy crabs were forced to hide in the cabin, and were so hungry that they were so hungry that they could only hope that the boss would catch a few foreign fish that he had never seen before to taste.

"I also heard about it when I came here. It is said that there are marine creatures such as seals, conchs, lobsters, etc. in this lake?"

Although Wang Yan took the fishing rod, his attention was still on the other side of Nanlian.

Although the shaman rock also extends by the lake, it is still a long distance away from Wang Yan. With the curvature of the lakeshore, even with his current vision, he can only see a little blurry outline, and probably only see a little shadow of the mountain rock.

"Yes, in geological history, Lake Baikal was connected to the sea. Marine creatures may have entered Lake Baikal from ancient oceans, thus forming a unique ecosystem. There is still an Angara River that flows out of the lake and connects to the Arctic Ocean."

While pulling the fishing rod, the red tank made a popular science. Seeing that Wang Yan was a little absent-minded, he poked the other party with his elbow and said, "Old Wang, don't worry, I have also seen Bai Lisa's ancestral spirit. It is said that the soul fragments left by their ancestors after the fusion of ice and snow elements are an elemental spirit with memory, just like some shadows."

"These elemental ancestral spirits will respond to Bai Lisa's summons and questions. If Miss Nanlian has the bloodline of their tribe, they will be identified by these ancestral spirits."

Wang Yan nodded, and simply stopped getting involved in this issue. He picked up the fishing gear and hung the bait, and threw it into the lake. "I have been fishing since I was a child. Should I come and compete with Brother Tank?"

"Then come and Bibi." The red tank raised his eyebrows and smiled silly, "When you were a child? Haha, tell you, I went to the lake at the age of three, and I will never lose to you in fishing."

"Brother Tank, when will you brag? Three years old? Do you remember that at that time?"

Wang Yan teased and choked the red tank. The two were about to start chatting when a strange change occurred in the sky.

Suddenly, far away in the direction of Shaman Rock, a pure white light suddenly descended from the night sky with snowflakes falling.

To be precise, this ray of light is not a light, but an ice and snow vortex formed by the gathering of wind and snow.

A huge amount of wind and snow continued to gather and rotate in the clouds of the night sky hundreds of meters high, like a giant pure white hourglass slowly turning down from the sky.

The giant snow column that landed was extremely powerful, and in the blink of an eye, the entire shaman rock was covered.

At this time, even the cold wind that was rolling up on the outermost side had already blown in front of Wang Yan and the red tank.

This cold wind seems to be weak, but in fact it is majestic. It seems to have traveled through a long period of time, with a primitive and vast atmosphere, rippling the lake surface and fog.

"What a strong spirit!"

Wang Yan and the Red Tank both stood up, and their awe of nature almost involuntarily appeared in their hearts.

At this time, Wang Yan could clearly feel that this powerful and solemn aura was truly from the power of nature, and the intensity of the ice and snow elements was definitely not easily gathered by the ice-type psychic.

"Brother Tank, was this the same scene when you saw Bai Lisa summoning the ancestral spirit last time?" Wang Yan asked in disbelief.

If this amount of wind and snow can be summoned casually, then the members of Perissa are really powerful and exaggerated.

At present, these rich ice elements show no sign of diffusion, but Wang Yan could feel that if all the wind and snow of this level were hit on the ground, the consequences would be light for thousands of miles of ice.

After hearing this, the Red Tank looked at the scene in front of him, and stood there in amazement, shook his head, "I've never been."

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At this moment, the most shocking person should be Perissa herself.

She was born with a high affinity for ice and snow. As the latest generation of hunting god in the tribe, her father was the patriarch of the tribe and was also the hunting god in the previous generation. Even the high-priest of the tribe, who was highly prestigious in the tribe, praised her elemental affinity.

It can be said that she has the ability to communicate with the elemental ancestor spirit since she was a child. So far, there are only a handful of people in the entire tribe who can summon the ancestor spirit like her.

"But...what is the case now?"

Bai Lisa was caught off guard when she looked at the wind and snow that had covered the surroundings.

She called the ancestor spirit not once or twice, but this time it was far beyond her expectations. The tribal holy artifact she used would call out all the ice and snow elements within the range of the sound of the horn. But now, almost the entire area, including the place where the sound of the horn was not transmitted, a huge amount of ice and snow elements were all poured over.

Even the shamans and high priests in the tribe may not be able to do this situation!

"Is it... all this to do with Nan Lian, who has an unknown background?"

Thinking of this, Bai Lisa couldn't help but look at Nan Lian in surprise.

It was also the first time that Nan Lian had experienced the ritual of summoning the ancestral spirit. She did not understand the situation. Now she stood calmly in front of the shaman rock and quietly waited for the ancestral spirit to appear.

At this moment, the bear king Renault, who followed Bailisa, let out a humble roar, and his limbs curled, instinctively lowered his head and lay on the ground.

"The ancestor spirit is here, remember to be more respectful later." Bai Lisa spoke and reminded her, and at the same time she slightly lowered her head, her attitude seemed very humble.

"I understand." Nan Lian nodded. After all, she was an ancestor and needed some respect no matter where she was.

Soon, in the misty wind and snow in front of the two women, human virtual images composed of ice and snow, emitting a light blue light began to come.

These human virtual images are of different heights, fatness, and thinness. Their bodies and clothes are all composed of wind and snow surging around them. They move vividly and magnificently when walking.

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, Nan Lian could feel that the other party was looking at him. Judging from the momentum emitted by the other party, every ancestral spirit here would definitely be as strong as S level during his lifetime!

Thinking of this, both women subconsciously respected a little.

However, the ancestor spirits that came out of the snow curtain did not stop there, and more ancestor spirits walked from the wind and snow. Not long after, as many as a hundred ancestor spirits appeared in front of them one after another.

Bai Lisa couldn't help but raise her lowered head, and her shocked heart made her beautiful eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Are all ancestors of all generations here?"

She couldn't calm down for a long time. She was already a little confused about the current situation and could only think in her heart.

"If all this is really related to Nan Lian, then her life experience is simply incredible!"

Feeling Bai Lisa's gaze, Nan Lian looked at the other party even more confused.

Although she knew she had to face the ancestral spirit, she didn't expect that there would be such a large formation. She felt that the ancestral spirit standing in front of her was like facing a solemn and solemn army, and the powerful oppression could almost be said to be rising up.

Just as both women were caught off guard, the hundred ancestors suddenly "stopped" and took a step forward.

Then, a shocking scene happened.

A hundred tribal ancestors actually knelt on the ground with one knee. Facing Nan Lian, they held their chests with their right hand and lowered their heads humbly.

This scene is like a brave and brave soldier in ancient times who is being inspected by the queen!
Chapter completed!