After passing through the white sand path in the woods, a hill appeared in front. The hill was not very high, only about a hundred or ten meters above sea level. At the foot of the hill there was a thatched house and a large house, which seemed to be a tribe, vaguely visible.
There were people moving around. On the top of the hill stood a white palace-like building, which was very majestic.
"That should be the Holy Spirit Temple." Luoyang said.
"Let's go take a look." Xing Tian quickened his pace.
Luoyang looked at the palace, but he couldn't see any words from the distance, but he estimated that the palace was the Holy Spirit Palace. If nothing else happened, the tribe at the foot of the mountain should be the Jiuli tribe.
Meixi entered the tribe and was invisible.
But Luoyang is not anxious at all. Although Xing Tian looks at people with his eyes, he is the God of War. Among the twelve ancestral witches, his strength and status are only second to Chi You.
, how can one look at someone wrongly? So, Xingtian said that my sister is happy
It's definitely a cat demon. Animals becoming spirits are different from humans. Animals follow the path of cultivation by devouring. Meixi would not tease him for no reason. She would treat him as prey. In such a situation
, even if he doesn't go to Meixi, she will still come to her.
The best hunters often appear as prey, and this sentence also applies to this man.
The tribe has arrived.
Three huge logs were used to build a "π"-shaped door at the gate. There was no door panel and no guard. However, when Luoyang and Xingtian just walked in, a spear flew over and pierced Luoyang's chest.
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Xing Tian could have smashed the throwing spear into pieces with one slap, but he did not do that. He also wanted to take this opportunity to see the methods of Luoyang, the descendant of the ancestral witch.
Luoyang reached out and grabbed the throwing spear, then spun his feet and the spear flew from his hand to a thatched hut on the roadside.
A group of tribal warriors stood under the side wall of the thatched hut. The tribal warrior who made the sneak attack stood in the front row and was very young.
Click!
Throwing spears pierced walls built of sticks and clay.
boom!
The walls of the hut collapsed, and then the roof tilted.
"Kill him!" The tribal warrior who made a surprise attack on Luoyang roared and rushed over.
A large group of tribal warriors followed behind, making strange noises and being fierce.
Luoyang glanced at Xingtian.
It's okay that he didn't look. When he looked, Xing Tian jumped up, and his figure of more than three meters high flew into the air. The large group of tribal warriors were almost rushing to him, and Xing Tian hadn't even landed yet.
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"I'll go, you don't have to be so realistic, right?" Luoyang was a little speechless. At any rate, he broke the seal despite the punishment from heaven and gave Xingtian's spirit freedom. Such a reward made him feel chilled.
A bronze knife slashed over, and it was the same person who made the sneak attack just now.
Luoyang grabbed the handle of the whip at his waist with his right hand and whipped around. When the banana leaves fell to the ground, he threw out the ghost-exorcist whip, and there was a snapping sound in the void. The tribe warrior who sneaked up on him, along with others,
The two tribal warriors with long legs and fast running were whipped out together.
A large group of tribal warriors were frightened and stopped in their tracks.
Luoyang shook his hand and swung the whip, and there was another crack. He said angrily: "I am a friend of the Drought Goddess, why did you attack me?"
A large group of tribal warriors looked at Luoyang warily, some whispered, and it was not difficult to see the hostility in their eyes, but they were also wary of the ghost-expelling whip that Luoyang held in his hand.
Su Dongshan finally did a good deed. This ghost-expelling whip was specially designed to drive away little ghosts. If it weren't for the ghost-expelling whip in hand, dozens of tribal warriors would have swarmed him, and Luoyang would have been beaten by a group of people.
However, the group of tribal warriors did not retreat, obviously unwilling to let it go.
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from the direction of the hill: "Let him come over."
This voice was a bit familiar. Luoyang recalled it briefly and found the corresponding character. That was the voice of the female demon. She was really in the temple on the hill.
A large group of tribal warriors retreated.
A somewhat older middle-aged man did not leave, but was still looking at Luoyang. He was a little different from ordinary tribal warriors. He had a rope tied to his head, and a black feather was stuck on the rope.
Although the other party was a man, Luoyang could not be honest with him. He picked up the banana leaf and tied it around his waist with a ghost-expelling whip. The banana leaf had two damaged places, but as long as it was not
If you reveal the important content, that's fine.
"Follow me, I will take you to the Temple of the Holy Spirit." said the man with feathers on his head.
The palace on the top of the hill is indeed the Temple of the Holy Spirit!
Luoyang followed the man and asked tentatively: "May I ask your surname, senior?"
"Li Yin, I am the leader of the Jiuli tribe, who are you?" Li Yin asked.
Luoyang said: "Junior Luoyang, the descendant of the ancestral witch."
"Are you a descendant of the ancestral witch?" Li Yin's eyes changed when he looked at Luoyang, and his tone of voice became softer.
Luoyang nodded: "The Goddess of Drought can prove it to me, and the headless man Xing Tian who flew away just now can also prove it to me."
"You told me earlier, you are an ancestral witch, and you are fully qualified to go to the Holy Spirit Temple. Although I am the leader of the Jiuli tribe, I can only take you to the foot of the mountain. Unless the female demon calls you, I cannot go up.
." Li Yin's words were full of respect.
Luoyang was about to say a polite word to him when he suddenly saw a young man wearing a scholar's long shirt. He didn't know which dynasty he was from, but his outfit definitely had nothing to do with the Jiuli tribe in ancient times.
The scholar was sitting on a log stool in front of a thatched house, and a tribal woman was sitting on his lap. The two saw Li Yin,
He hurriedly got up and packed his luggage.
Li Yin didn't even respond with a nod, and walked past with his head held high.
Luoyang nodded to the scholar and tribe woman as a response, and then caught up with Li Yin.
"Chief Liyin, where did that scholar come from and what is his name?" Luoyang asked.
Li Yin said: "When he first came here, he also said that he was a scholar, and we couldn't understand what he said. His name was Chen Shimei, he was very talented, and he told us a lot about the Song Dynasty. He talked about it in a very colorful way, which was very nice.
There are no fights here, and listening to him tell stories in your free time is also a pastime."
Luoyang couldn't help but look back at the scholar again, and a thought passed through his mind.
Can a scumbag like Chen Shimei leave a spirit after death?
But what surprised him even more was that the most notorious scumbag in the world was actually from the Jiuli tribe, and he was also a ghost.
While passing through the tribe, Luoyang met many characters from different eras one after another, and he was too lazy to inquire about the identities of those characters. The Jiuli tribe was founded by Chi You, and it still exists today in the 21st century.
As the base camp of the Jiuli tribe in the underworld, it is normal for people from different dynasties to live here.
The foot of the hill has arrived.
"Brother Luo, I can only send you here. You can go up by yourself." Li Yin said.
Luoyang bowed his hands and said, "Thank you very much, patriarch."
Li Yin turned and left.
Luoyang walked slowly for a few steps, and then said: "Stop hiding, come out."