All the primitive people looked at it respectfully and silently at the felt tent, with endless piety in their eyes.
Only the old priest, leaning on a cane, stood with Master Meng Yu, looking at the tent with excitement and joy.
And Master Meng Yu is...
Confused!
He still doesn't seem to understand what's going on?
He had never heard of this wild prairie before, and when he and Ye Wuque walked forward together, they suddenly encountered such a situation.
"So, do you think... Your Excellency has some kind of... relationship with your great Holy Envoy?"
Master Meng Yu hesitated and asked the old priest beside him.
When the old priest heard this, his thin and dark face showed a solemn expression: "This is... blood connection!"
"This is a call that comes from the bloodline!"
"This is also the call of the bloodline of the great Holy Envoy! Calling his descendants to come for pilgrimage! Just like in the past, long years ago, the great Holy Envoy returned from the distant ultimate and passed by here. At that time, my tribe was suffering from annihilation.
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"It was the great Holy Envoy who came to help and removed the disaster from my tribe, allowing my tribe to survive in despair and lamentation and recuperate!"
"The great holy envoy is the supreme benefactor of my tribe!"
The old priest was impassioned and his face turned red with excitement.
Master Meng Yu blinked his eyes, but he didn't care in his heart. Isn't this just an ordinary life-saving grace?
Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?
etc!
But suddenly, Master Meng Yu seemed to realize something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said incredulously: "Are you saying that this great saint did not pass by here when moving forward like us, but turned back and passed by here?"
"He returned from the end of the road to the Taoist God??!!"
Master Meng Yu's face was full of horror, and his heart was filled with waves!
The road to heaven and earth!
This is the first part of the Ten Levels of Taoism. After this, there are more terrifying areas, all the way to the deepest part.
How terrifying would it be for a creature that could successfully return from the depths of the Taoist Road to Heaven?
Doesn't that mean that the "great holy envoy" in this old guy's mouth has successfully completed the journey of Taoism and God and escaped unscathed?
Meng Yu's real body trembled slightly!
"Of course!"
The old priest on the side spoke proudly, as if he was honored.
Master Meng Yu, who originally didn't take this tribe seriously at all, his eyes flickered at this moment, realizing that he seemed to have underestimated this tribe?
He quickly looked in all directions, carefully looking at the young men of this tribe, as if he wanted to find something to show off, but when he looked over, he was a little shocked!
"Old priest, these young men of your tribe have such strong blood and energy! The blood and energy in their body is like the rising sun, it is incredible! In battle, they can be unfavorable!"
As soon as these words came out, the old priest suddenly showed a look of pride and said: "Where is it! This is because my tribe has received heaven's grace. The young people in the tribe who are born will be like this. They are full of blood, vigorous and fiery. It is also the reason why we are here in this wild grassland.
The foundation of our footing.”
Master Meng Yu found it even more incredible!
Innately strong blood energy?
What kind of talent is this?
Could it be that the ancestors of this tribe had some extraordinary figures? That's why they left behind such a treasure-like gift in the power of blood.
"My tribe's innate power of blood has even been praised by the great Holy Envoy!"
The old priest became more and more glorious.
"Later, in order to commemorate the great grace of the great Holy Envoy, we specially cast an icon for the Great Holy Envoy!"
"And the great Holy Messenger also left a generous blessing in the icon."
"I once said that if there is an outstanding genius in my tribe, you can go to the statue to get the blessing of the great saint, and then go further and strengthen yourself!"
"Alas, it's a pity that over the years, there have been geniuses in every generation in my tribe, but none of them are qualified to receive the blessings of the great Holy Envoy!"
"The blessing power of the great Holy Messenger cannot tolerate any tarnishment!"
The old priest's expression suddenly became stubborn and determined.
"If the young adults of my tribe cannot meet the conditions for blessing, and cannot even meet our standards, how can they be qualified to receive the blessing of the power of the great Holy Envoy?"
After saying these words, Master Meng Yu was dumbfounded and said with some hesitation: "Old priest, is it possible that in all these years, there has not been anyone in your tribe who meets the conditions?"
"No."
"Then, the great blessing power of your tribe has always been stored in that... statue? It has never been used?"
"How can I be qualified if I am not qualified?" The old priest's expression became solemn and firm.
"The blessing power of the great saint must not be entrusted to people with mediocre qualifications! The great icon, day and night, accepts our pious worship from generation to generation, which is our greatest glory!"
Master Meng Yu: "..."
Master Meng Yu couldn’t help but complain with all his heart!
He just felt that the old priest in front of him, as well as the entire tribe, were... fools!
"Idiot! Such a powerful blessing power is left unused, just used for worship? Primitive people are primitive people! They don't have any brains! It's simply a waste of natural resources!"
"Power is only useful if it belongs to the individual himself!"
"What a bunch of idiots..."
Master Meng Yu sneered in his heart and felt even more pity.
He really couldn't understand and looked down upon the so-called worship and sacrifice of these primitive tribes.
This is the power of a terrifying and stunning creature who has passed the road to the Taoist God in the Wilderness, and then escaped smoothly and returned!
However, Master Meng Yu still showed a serious expression of recognition and admiration on the surface.
But he felt a little terrified in his heart again!
A terrifying creature that is worshiped by this primitive tribe and has passed through the path of Taoism in the wild!
There might actually be... a blood relationship with this guy??
Aren’t they from the same origin??
Master Meng Yu suddenly looked at the needle felt again, trembling in his heart!
Could it be that the ancestors came here first?
Invincible!
And now the future generations will come too!
I also want...invincibility??
But it doesn’t seem that simple!
After all, in Tianhuang Dao Shen Road, the past, present, and future are three-dimensional, the timeline is messed up, and many things cannot be clarified at all.
Inside the needle felt.
There was dead silence at this time.
Only the statue of Ye Langya opened his eyes and stared at Ye Wuque. His eyes seemed to come to life, cold and domineering.
Ye Wuque stood still, his eyes equally cold and terrifying, looking at Ye Langya's statue.
But the next moment, a strange and cold young man's voice sounded!
With some kind of echo.
It seems to be rippling from unknown time and space, and the sonorous sound is enough to shock the hearts of infinite creatures.
"Has a decent genius finally appeared in the Black Sun Tribe?"
The moment he heard this voice, Ye Wuque's eyes seemed to have a flash of sharpness!
Is this the voice of one of Ye's sons, "Ye Langya", when he grows up?
Ye Wuque's eyes and the "Ye Langya" statue were still looking at each other, as if they were watching each other.
But the moment their eyes met, Ye Wuque already understood.
The statue in front of me is indeed "Ye Langya", but of course, it is not the real "Ye Langya".
To be precise, "Ye Langya" should have left an ordinary divine soul imprint on it.
It will only be triggered when the conditions are met.
The triggering expression is the expression of the statue "opening its eyes".
And this triggering condition was already clear to Ye Wuque through the voice of the soul on the statue at this moment.
The former "Ye Langya" seemed to be kind to this primitive tribe. The tribe cast a statue in his memory, and "Ye Langya" left a mark of his soul on the statue.
It left a little bit of power similar to "blessing".
But it is just a soul mark, without injecting one's own will. It is just like a passively triggered restriction, like a puppet without intelligence.
How much power can the body have?
After figuring out all this, to be honest, Ye Wuque was a little...disappointed!
I thought!
Finally, I can see the true face of this "Ye Shizi" and weigh the opponent's strength and level when he embarks on the path of Taoism and God.
The result is this.
"The power he left behind treats me as a genius from this primitive tribe who meets the conditions for blessing, so I was inspired..."
Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, the disappointment in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he became calm again.
If he was truly a genius from the Black Sun Tribe, he would have been extremely excited by this time and stepped forward to accept the blessing from "Ye Langya".
But how could Ye Wuque be like this?
He just glanced at "Ye Langya's" opened eyes again indifferently, then stopped staying and prepared to leave directly.
As for why not destroy the statue of "Ye Langya" to vent your anger?
Because Ye Wuque simply...disdains it.
But the moment Ye Wuque turned around!
The power left behind by "Ye Langya" seemed to sense that the visitor was about to leave. Some kind of hidden mechanism suddenly activated, and a strange and ancient mysterious wave suddenly broke out!
I saw a brilliant beam of light suddenly refracted from the opened eyes of "Ye Langya", instantly covering Ye Wuque's back. At the same time, the strange and indifferent young man's voice sounded again, as if shaking the past and future, revealing