There is a dilapidated small courtyard in the center of the Shenyi tribe. In the corner of the small courtyard is a red mottled pottery pot. There is a plant in the pot with several green stems and a white fist-like fruit. The fruit is
The edges of the film are slightly wilted and look like they are about to wither.&1t;/p>
"Oh, my memory has really deteriorated a lot, and I actually forgot to water it again." An old man sighed softly, walked to the pottery basin, picked up the wooden ladle, and stretched it towards the water tank next to it.&1t;/p>
"It seems that the high priest is also a person of Yaxing." A voice sounded from not far away.&1t;/p>
In the courtyard, there is a stone table, and on the stone table, there is a pot of tea.&1t;/p>
A man in white robe sat in front of the stone table. He did not touch the cup of tea, but kept staring at the old man.&1t;/p>
The fragrance of spiritual tea and clear clear water make tea more attractive than an old man in his twilight years.&1t;/p>
But the man in the white robe seemed to care more about the old man.&1t;/p>
The clear water slowly poured down from the ladle and fell into the mottled pottery basin. The fruit was hit by the water flow and kept shaking.&1t;/p>
The soil became moist, and the previously slightly wilted fruit returned to its original color, plump and emerald green, and a drop of water rolled gently on the water surface like a dewdrop, gradually dripping...&1t;/p>
"Elegance... Haha, Master Chu is joking. For us laypeople, what else can we say about elegance?" The high priest put the wooden ladle back into the water tank.&1t;/p>
"For me, it's just a kind of reminiscence. There's nothing elegant about it." The high priest smiled calmly and came to sit in front of Chu Cheng.&1t;/p>
"What's the name of this fruit?" Chu Cheng looked at the fruit that had returned to its full state and was a little surprised.&1t;/p>
Just sprinkled with water, it was full in an instant. Although this fruit was ugly, it was very strange. Chu Cheng had never seen it before.&1t;/p>
The high priest thought for a while, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, shook his head and said: "I don't know what this fruit is. This fruit is a seed that my father picked up outside when I was young, and then planted it."&1t;/
p>
"My father never waited for this seed to sprout and bear fruit."&1t;/p>
"Why didn't you wait?"&1t;/p>
A seed will bear fruit in every season. A spiritual seed will bear fruit no more than ten years at the latest. The lifespan of the Shenyi people usually reaches a hundred years, how can they not wait?&1t;/p>
"Death in battle." The high priest said calmly without any expression on his face.&1t;/p>
It’s just two words, but you can still hear the regret in the voice.&1t;/p>
Four hundred years ago, the white tiger invaded and took away almost the entire Shenyi tribe. The high priest's relatives and friends were all killed overnight, and he truly became a loner.&1t;/p>
The mottled red marks on the pottery pot are stained with the blood of relatives and friends, and the red soil is irrigated by the blood of the tribe.&1t;/p>
Over the past four hundred years, this small courtyard has become a memorial to the high priest. This pottery basin also condenses his longing for all his relatives back then.&1t;/p>
"Sorry!" Chu Cheng was stunned and said hastily.&1t;/p>
"These are all things of the past." The high priest stopped and said, "This time, thanks to Master Chu. Otherwise, the land where our God's family is left will once again face the crisis of genocide."&1t;/p>
A soft sigh, thoughts swirling.&1t;/p>
"The betrayal of the White Tiger Saint Ancestor led to the decline of our Divine Legacy clan. In the end, the internal strife within the Divine Legacy continued. Countless years have passed, and the Divine Legacy clan has long been riddled with holes."&1t;/p>
"During this period, I often think about why the Suzaku Saint Ancestor did what he did back then. If it hadn't been for those dead souls, my divine heritage would never have been consumed so seriously. There is so much to be done, and maybe the ancestors of those years would have already brought it with them.
My divine legacy returns to the present world and re-establishes the pinnacle of the world."&1t;/p>
What the high priest said is not wrong. Even if the strength of the ancestors of the generation of divine relics is placed in today's Daluo Domain, they are still at the top of the pyramid.&1t;/p>
There are no immortals in ancient times, but ancient immortals exist. If the remnants of the gods at that time reappeared in the world, they might write the myth of ancient witches coming to the world.&1t;/p>
It is a pity that those ancestors all died in the battle when they experienced the undead of the White Tiger clan. After that, each generation was worse than the last.&1t;/p>
"Perhaps, the Suzaku Saint Ancestor and that being want to hone their divine heritage in times of crisis. But the expected goal is contrary to the final result." Chu Cheng thought about it and felt that no one would want his descendants to become worse and worse.
The more it declines.&1t;/p>
"Maybe." The high priest shook his head, suddenly feeling a little confused. It wasn't until after a cup of tea that he said, "Perhaps you already know the purpose of inviting Master Chu here this time."&1t;/p
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"Leave this place?" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed after hearing this.&1t;/p>
He has been here for half a year. Although it has not been long, the Ziyun Sect's elixir test competition has long ended.&1t;/p>
When Chu Cheng came here, he was not sure whether the high priest invited him because of this matter. But he had a hunch in his heart that this time was the reason for his departure.&1t;/p>
"Master Chu is really clever." The high priest did not mince words and said directly: "Indeed, the purpose of inviting Master Chu here this time is to tell you how to leave."&1t;/p>
"Sure enough, you know how to leave. I have already guessed it before. It's a pity that I can't find you." Chu Cheng shook his head.&1t;/p>
His consciousness can cover the entire town, but he still cannot discover the whereabouts of the high priest.&1t;/p>
"As the high priest of the Divine Relic Clan, I have long been integrated with the aura of the Divine Relic Altar. It is normal that Master Chu cannot be found." The high priest chuckled and continued: "I am looking for you this time because I have a way to leave.
But before, it was impossible..."&1t;/p>
Chu Cheng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask: "Did the high priest find an exit not long ago?"&1t;/p>
The high priest looked up at the sky and said softly: "I didn't find the exit."&1t;/p>
"Then how to get out?" Chu Cheng was a little confused.&1t;/p>
"Every one hundred and fifty-six days, the space in a place in the land of the Divine Relics will begin to weaken. This is what I discovered a hundred years ago. Perhaps Master Chu can try to get out from there." The high priest thought for a while and said.&1t ;/p>
"Oh? How long is the time limit left?" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed with some joy.&1t;/p>
Maybe, he can really go out.&1t;/p>
"After three days, the one hundred and fifty-six-day period expires."&1t;/p>
.......&1t;/p>
.......&1t;/p>
Time passed, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.&1t;/p>
In the past three days, Chu Cheng has been in seclusion in the cave. He has not seen any members of the divine relics tribe, not even the saint Zhu Nuan who often comes here to refine some elixirs.&1t;/p>
Three days were already very tight, and I worked all night, but I could only refine thirty-eight bottles of Foundation Establishment Pills.&1t;/p>
A bottle of Foundation Establishment Pill contains sixteen pills, a total of thirty-eight bottles with six hundred and eight pills. This is the last thing he left to the Shenyi Clan.&1t;/p>
As for the golden elixir above, Chu Cheng tried several furnaces and refined six of them. The elixirs above were beyond his power.&1t;/p>
On the third day, Chu Cheng followed the high priest to a plain.&1t;/p>
Today, it rained.&1t;/p>
The majestic heavy rain fell from the sky, fell on the eaves of the town, and also hit Chu Cheng who was on the plain.&1t;/p>
At this time, there is only the sound of rain between heaven and earth.&1t;/p>
Chu Cheng looked up at the endless plain. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his left hand and explored the front.&1t;/p>
A wave of fluctuation...&1t;/p>
This fluctuation comes from the front, like the ripples of flowing water.&1t;/p>
It is obviously an endless plain, but it touches the bottom.&1t;/p>
Everything ahead is an illusion. When we get here, we are at the edge of the Shenyi Clan.&1t;/p>
An autumn rain, an autumn coolness.&1t;/p>
The surroundings gradually became colder. The patter of rain moistened the soil. The land that was originally destroyed in the war and lifeless, also at this moment, sprouted seedlings. In time, it will reappear again. Deep forest.&1t;/p>
Chu Cheng closed his eyes and opened them again in a blink of an eye.&1t;/p>
The moment he opened it, his eyes gradually became brighter, capturing a scene that was difficult to see with the naked eye.&1t;/p>
The raindrops floating around me have fallen, and the peach blossoms ten miles away have floated.&1t;/p>
The first appearance of peach blossoms represents that Chu Cheng's spiritual sword power is at its peak.&1t;/p>
He raised the dagger in his hand and slashed in a certain direction.&1t;/p>
With this cut, countless peach blossoms fell into the sharp edge of the dagger.&1t;/p>
There was a soft sound, like the sound of broken glass.&1t;/p>
When he drew his sword again, the sword intent, like the autumn rain, was condensed to the extreme. Every blow reached the peak of Chu Cheng, comparable to a sword in the middle stage of the Golden Core!&1t;/p>
Ten swords struck in an instant, and the shattering sound became clearer and louder as each sword struck down.&1t;/p>
Finally, the space burst open like glass, revealing a space.&1t;/p>
In that space, you can see a yellow sun.&1t;/p>
"Finally, can we leave?" Chu Cheng glanced at the high priest, unsure of whether he was happy or sad.&1t;/p>
After a short stay, I still felt nostalgic.&1t;/p>
"High Priest, farewell!" Chu Cheng bowed his hands, connected the refined elixir to a storage ring and threw it to the old man. "There are some elixirs here that can help the people of the Shenyi tribe."&1t;/p>
After saying that, he raised his head again, forgetting to glance at the distance.&1t;/p>
There, he seemed to see where his cave was. Sitting was a woman in red.&1t;/p>
Slender jade fingers, a piano sound.&1t;/p>
The rain wet my face. Say goodbye to him again.&1t;/p>