Looking at the deep chasm-like ravine, Long Miaomiao was no stranger to it, but how to enter the spiritual realm of Qingfeng Village was at a loss and she couldn't figure it out.
Chen Yan said: "People from Qingfeng Village need a key to come out and enter again."
"key?"
The expressions of several people were a little strange.
The key is that there is no door here, and there is no keyhole for you to insert.
Chen Yan smiled and said: "Of course it's not a key and a hole as you think!"
Wangchen next to him suddenly said: "Of course I know, your key can open multiple holes."
After saying this, she noticed that the people around her were all looking at her blankly.
Everyone thought she was a senior, the leader of the Mai Sect, but they didn't expect her driving skills to be so high, and that she was not afraid of meat and fish.
"What's wrong, liven up the atmosphere? Everyone has this expression? We are all women of the new era. We must learn to be humorous and just make a joke!" Wangchen's face turned red for a moment, but he immediately smiled to relieve the embarrassment. At the same time, he also felt a little regretful.
Such words.
It's a bit self-degrading and makes people look down upon.
However, she didn't know if it was because Chen Yan was the evil king of this generation, which made her feel particularly friendly. She couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart, and spoke out directly with her mouth faster than her brain.
In fact, as for the key, Chen Yan got the memory after devouring the soul of the man in the white robe sect who got the clay sculpture.
Qingfeng Village Spiritual Realm, you can use the key to enter and exit.
This kind of key is not uncommon in the spiritual realm.
It's like a pass.
And the man in black has one on him.
Chen Yan naturally took the key over.
Under the gaze of several women, Chen Yan took out his key. Of course it was a real key, but it was a dark stone with a cow carved on it.
Sure enough, they are a race with the cow as their totem.
"Is this...the key?" Lin Yuchen felt a little curious.
Long Miaomiao said: "In ancient times, there was a race called the Jiuli tribe, and Chi You was the god of the Jiuli tribe. It is difficult to say whether Chi You was a real god back then, but according to the unofficial history I investigated, even if Chi You was not
Gods are also existences that transcend demigods! This race uses the cow as its totem."
Wangchen murmured to himself: "Jiuli Divine Clan?!"
Chen Yan asked: "What do you mean? Is the Jiuli tribe really a divine tribe?"
Wangchen smiled slightly: "I have only heard that the Jiuli people are not the original inhabitants of Yanhuang, but came from outside. They belonged to the Gods before. However, they were expelled from their hometown by the Gods and came here after many journeys.
In this world, people have taken root in Yanhuang and survived, but due to the unsuitable climate or other environmental factors, the bloodline of the Jiuli God Clan has gradually weakened, and they can no longer be regarded as gods."
"But at the beginning, they were the gods."
Several people were extremely shocked when they heard such an allusion.
Chen Yan asked: "Where did you hear that?"
Wangchen glanced at him, wasn't this asking questions knowingly?
If this information were at her own level, she would not be able to access it yet.
But when the evil king was alive, he had already reached the level of breaking through the tribulation. With the relationship between the two of them, even if they revealed some casually between the sheets, for such a long time, Wangchen wanted to know some secrets, and accumulated
It can be said that it lasted for a month.
"If my guess is correct, the magic weapon that turned Qingfeng Village into a spiritual realm is probably the unique magic weapon that the Jiuli God Clan took from its original place." Wangchen said.
"So, it's an alien product." Long Miaomiao added.
That's right. If the Jiuli God Clan really came from other worlds, or from a higher plane, it would be right to say that they are aliens.
It's just that the technology of modern civilization likes to depict aliens as having big heads, small bodies, and bald heads without hair.
The Jiuli Protoss should not be such aliens.
The next second.
Chen Yan activated the stone in his hand.
The stone gave birth to the shadow of a bloody cow, looking up to the sky and roaring.
A strange energy rippled out, thick, ancient, and vast.
Long Miaomiao suddenly retreated, his face turned pale, and he almost couldn't stand and almost knelt down.
Wang Hongluan next to her quickly stretched out her hand to support her: "What's wrong with you?"