Seeing Meng Ling'er crying sadly, Jiang Ning just stood aside quietly. After Meng Ling'er cried for a while, she looked at Jiang Ning with red eyes.
"Please tell me, how did my grandfather and my father die?"
Jiang Ning said truthfully, "They are doing it for me."
"for you?"
"right."
Jiang Ning told everything about what happened to Meng Zu and Meng Zhonghe for himself, and also told about the other three alliances that jointly killed Meng Zu.
After Meng Ling'er heard the truth, she finally understood everything.
"Before Mengzu died, he asked me to preserve the last trace of your Meng family's blood, so..." .??.
Meng Ling'er stopped crying now. She raised her arm and wiped her red eyes and said, "No matter what, thank you for saving me and our Meng family members."
"You're welcome. I promised Meng Zu that I would definitely keep my word."
"From now on, you just need to follow me. No matter what happens in Motu, I, Jiang Ning, will protect you, the children of the Meng family, in safety."
"Thanks."
After a brief conversation with Meng Ling'er, Jiang Ning allowed all the Meng clan's children to temporarily set up camp in Heifeng Ridge.
Now.
Chaos has broken out in Beimang.
The entire Motu Palace has been affected by the flames of war.
Jiang Ning doesn't know how long this war will last? Let alone when it will end? The only thing he can do now is to try his best to protect the safety of Meng Ling'er, as well as the life and death of his 30,000 casual cultivators.
With a flash of his body, Jiang Ning flew through the air.
With his consciousness opened, Jiang Ning looked in the direction of Motu Palace.
There was smoke rising into the sky and war raging.
And in the midst of the endless flames of war, there were still shrill screams.
With a sigh, Jiang Ning didn't say anything more. He landed on the highest mountain range outside Heifeng Ridge and began to meditate.
for
It can be said that the chaos in Beimangzhou this time has no regard for Jiang Ning's affairs.
Whether it is the Five Motu Alliance or those totem cultivators, their lives and deaths have nothing to do with Jiang Ning.
Even if they fight to the death, it has nothing to do with him.
Meditate.
Meditate.
Jiang Ning began to think of the totem barbaric cultivator god old man who fought with him in his mind.
This battle with the totem barbarian god-turned-old man allowed Jiang Ning to activate the five-color energy in his body for the first time.
What's even more strange is that the fire spirit of the old man of the totem barbarian tribe was absorbed into his five-color fire aura.
"That fire...could it be the fire element of the five-color totem sky???"
Jiang Ning's eyes flickered, and a look of deep thought appeared on his face.
"It should be, otherwise my five-color Qi Palace would not be able to absorb it like this."
"It's just that I have absorbed so many fire spirit flames, but I still can't fill the five-color fire aura... From this point of view, if I want to fill my five-color aura, I must enter the totem tribe of Beimangzhou and absorb
More of those flames."
"right!"
After Jiang Ning made his decision, he continued to sit cross-legged and meditate.
In Beimangzhou, Motu Palace is just a small force.
And the truly powerful ones are the totem cultivators of Beimang Continent!
The power of the totems on their bodies was strange and powerful, and even Jiang Ning could sense the power of those totems.
But what exactly caused this Beimang monk’s totem?
In other words, how were the totem powers in them created?
Jiang Ning didn't know anything about it.
"It seems that my next step
We need to capture a totem monk from Beimangzhou alive and study it carefully."
"It's just that Beimangzhou and Motu are currently fighting. When the fighting subsides, I can go out and arrest people."
With this thought, Jiang Ning continued to sit cross-legged and meditate.
Jiang Ning's cultivation has now reached Nascent Soul!
Although this Nascent Soul is only in the fake infant stage, with Jiang Ning's current cultivation level, he is not afraid at all even if he encounters cultivators who are in the early stages of becoming gods.
Time passed by minute by second.
Jiang Ning has been meditating on the mountain for the past few days, while paying attention to the war in Motu Palace.
For more than a month, the Motu Palace was filled with smoke and murderous sounds.
Finally, after more than ten days, the killing atmosphere finally began to subside.
Jiang Ning raised his head and glanced in the direction of the Motu Palace in the distance, and thought to himself, "It seems that the war is almost over! But I don't know, in this battle, will the Motu Palace win? Or will the totem barbarian cultivators of Beimangzhou win?
?”
wait!
Jiang Ning waited here for several more days.
Over the past few days, the atmosphere of war in the Motu Palace has finally become calmer and calmer, as if the war has completely ceased.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Ning's eyes flickered.
"It's time to go check out the situation!"
"Whether it is Motu Palace who wins, or Beimangzhou Totem Cultivator who wins, I must capture a barbarian cultivator and come back to study it carefully this time!"
Thinking of this, Jiang Ning directly sacrificed the divine boat, then turned into a rainbow and flew towards the direction of the Motu Palace.
…
In the wilderness more than a hundred kilometers away from the Motu Palace, at this moment, a loud sound of "dong", "dong", "dong" was heard.
Looking up, I saw a huge stone giant walking on the wilderness.
.
This giant is dozens of feet tall.
The whole body is made of hard rock.
On his chest, there was a circular rune flashing.
The stone giant is so huge that every step it takes shakes the earth.
The strangest thing is that on the shoulders of this stone giant, there is a dark-skinned guy wearing animal skin sitting cross-legged.
This guy looks quite young, with three totems branded on his body.
Judging from his cultivation level, he should be at the Dan Formation realm.
In addition, there is a long guard team behind him.
The cultivator who was detained in the giant "prison car" turned out to be a cultivator from the Motu Palace.
Most of these monks are disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage and Qi Condensation Stage.
They were imprisoned in a huge prison car, and prison runes were flashing around the prison car.
They were all crestfallen, like defeated roosters, sitting blankly in the prison car. Outside the prison car, in addition to the more than a hundred totem barbarian cultivators guarding the prison car, there was also a large group of third-order monster Qingmu behind them.
Wolf!
This kind of green wood wolf is called a strange monster!
It is a special monster in Beimangzhou.
Each Aoki wolf is like an elephant, showing its cold fangs and bloodthirsty eyes.
Just as such a mighty group was approaching from a distance, a totem cultivator flew over.
"Honorable Lord Si Long, this time our Black Fire Tribe defeated the Motu Palace and found a lot of treasures!"
"Here, I found this pill in the Motu Palace! I hope Lord Si Long likes it."
This flattering cultivator is a foundation-building cultivator.
After he flew to the guy sitting on the shoulder of the stone giant, he respectfully sealed a bright elixir.