"Thank you, little friend, for your generous action and relieving my tribe's misfortune. I am deeply grateful!"
When Ao Kuan returned to the tribe and learned that he had left, the resentful spirits took the opportunity to attack in large numbers. Fortunately, Wu Ming turned the tide and prevented the village from overturning. He was really grateful.
"Elders don't have to be like this. As an envoy of Dragon Xiang, I am a member of the Dragon Clan. This is my duty!"
Wu Ming remained humble and did not take any credit, which made the expressions of the several old men who came with Ao Kuan soften slightly.
"It's a good thing. Long Xiangzhi understands the righteousness so deeply at such a young age. I admire him!"
"Originally, I was a little skeptical about what brother Ao Kuan said, but now it seems that this old boy is clearly not telling the truth. It's really worse to see than to hear a hundred times!"
"Haha, okay, okay, we are all a family. When we are older, we will call Long Xiangshi little friend!"
Several old men were full of praise and made jokes from time to time. Ao Kuan didn't care and introduced the identities of the five people one by one. They were the elders of the forty-nine tribes of the Dragon Saint's legacy.
Wu Ming greeted him humbly and tried to leave a good impression. Anyway, a few kind words are not valuable. The key is to get benefits.
Ao Kuan ordered Ao Zhen and others to rescue the injured, arrange meals, and entertain the guests. He pulled Wu Ming with much more enthusiasm than before, and returned to the courtyard with a group of clan elders who had lived for who knows how many years.
Wu Ming was also unambiguous. He took out the storage items in Najie. They were nothing more than common spirits or fragrant tea, but Ao Kuan and others flocked to them and were very happy.
"Hey, I didn't expect to be able to taste the legendary thing in this life. This life is really worth it!"
Old Ao Kuan's face glowed red, he held the empty wine jar without letting go, and kept sighing with emotion. The other old men were no exception. He even drank staggeringly, but was not willing to use his strength to refine the power of the wine, and slowly enjoyed the taste.
With their strength, if it is not voluntary, not to mention a jar of wine, even a lake of wine may not make them drunk. In fact, among the intelligent tribes of all realms, wine was originally invented by the human race. They were born here and passed it down from generation to generation.
I have only seen it from stone inscriptions.
At the end of ancient times, human civilization was far less prosperous than it is today, so there would naturally be no alcoholic beverages.
As for spiritual tea, it is the pinnacle of humanistic inheritance. Nowadays, even aliens highly respect it. Of course, most of them like strong liquor, but most of them claim that their own is the authentic one, and they shamelessly steal the inventions and creators of the human race.
identity.
"I heard that my little friend wants to read the stone inscriptions of the tribe and understand the customs and customs of Ha Long. The stone inscriptions of the old man's tribe have long been handed over to the Presbyterian Council for safekeeping. However, I am afraid of forgetting things as I get older, so I made a backup early.
If you don’t mind it, you can take it for a look!”
An old man with a yellow face carelessly took out a domino and said.
This elder's name is Ao Zhan, and he is an elder of the Twenty-Two Tribes. His cultivation level is similar to that of Ao Kuan. They are both half-footed emperors who have reached the peak of semi-saint existence.
Different from the outside human race, demon race, and even barbarian race, the creatures here are mainly physical. Unless they are very old, their spiritual consciousness is not very strong. It has been developed over many years, but their bodies are really strong.
Even though Wu Ming's current physique is extraordinary, it is only a little stronger than the youths in the clan. Of course, they are all top-notch demon kings, and Wu Ming has only reached the level of "Ming Wang Fudo".
Just five layers.
In terms of realm, he is only a great demon king from the second to third realms, but in terms of power, it is far above the ordinary great demon kings from the fourth realm, infinitely close to the body of an emperor, and he is an emperor who specializes in body refining.
When the elders saw this, their expressions changed slightly, and a few of them obviously twitched their eyes. However, when they saw two other people taking out the dominoes they had prepared and giving them to Wu Ming for various reasons, the others
No one could sit still, including Ao Kuan.
"These old foxes!"
Wu Ming cursed secretly in his heart, thanked him repeatedly with a calm expression on his face, accepted it politely, and promised not to spread the word.
The elders patted their chests and believed in Wu Ming's character, saying that they were all one family and did not care whether anything was leaked or not.
"I'm asking for this from you!"
Ku Ye was already happy and secretly transmitted the message, "According to the degree of dilapidation of the Longjing, passing through the space barrier is quite expensive, but given the size of the space here, it took so long for so many people to come, and most of them
They are all small tribes at the back, hey!"
Wu Ming had already discovered that among the tribes that came, the tallest was only sixteen, most were in their thirties, and there was one who was over forty.
It is obvious that even if they have not experienced intrigues from the outside world, in order to survive, even if they are both members of the Dragon Saint's heritage and are divided into forty-nine tribes, they are not of the same mind.
"However, don't worry. The rules of the space here are very special. There should be no semi-saints. The rest are not a worry. Let's find out their background first!"
Kuye said.
While Wu Ming was dealing with the elders, he made no secret of it. He pretended to be curious and began to check the contents of the dominoes. In fact, he scanned them briefly and relayed them to Kuye verbatim.
Without exception, the contents in the dominoes were all described in dragon language, which Ku Ye did not understand. Wu Ming also took advantage of the Dragon Xiang Seal, and not only because of the Dragon Festival, he opened his mouth in dragon language.
Many giant urchins in the tribe are not as good as Wu Ming said, which is one of the reasons why Ao Kuan and others are willing to believe him.
The elders also gradually realized that Wu Ming was not easy to fool. Several times, Wu Ming easily deflected the words that came to his lips, or diverted them to other topics. Even they themselves could not control themselves and leaked a lot.
Secret.
Although he stopped at a later stage, the alcohol bug got to his head and he had no clue. When he woke up, it was already too late. When several old men were busy working on refining the power of alcohol, Wu Ming had already combined the little information and crocheted a picture.
A framework that connects the heritage and history of Dragon Saint.
Even if there are still some inconsistencies, it is just that some key points are missing and cannot be determined, but this cannot be troubled by Wu Ming. Living in the era of information explosion, the most indispensable thing is conspiracy theories and the time to change his mind.
, you can imagine countless versions.
Moreover, it is well-founded and only needs to be supplemented with conclusive evidence to rule out speculation and determine the true development trajectory.
"It seems that the forty-nine tribes of the Dragon Saint's legacy did not appear at the same time, but after the earliest tribes appeared, they developed for countless generations before reaching their current scale."
Through the records in the seven dominoes, Wu Ming deduced the most certain one, because the ancestors of Ao Kuan and others were all descended from the same origin.
It is not difficult to guess that most of the other tribes are also related by blood, perhaps branching off from the earliest lineage.
As for the lineage further up, it is also recorded in it, it is the three tribes.
It also records in detail that every major sacrifice will be led by their respective main lineage to the first tribe to worship their ancestors.
As previously deduced, the dragon head is indeed in the first tribe. As for whether the Dragon Meteor Sword is among them, there is no record at all, but Wu Ming is extremely sure.
Because there are some rather vague details in the dominoes, which are speculations about whether the ancestors of the Dragon Saint were killed, but they dare not mention it explicitly because they will feel an inexplicable fear when worshiping their ancestors.
When the Dragon Saint's will appears, there is completely contradictory power.
It is certain that the True Dragon Half-Saint died under the Dragon Meteor Sword. This is the only treasure that can make the Dragon Saint's legacy feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
"The Dragon Meteor Sword is one of them, and the other is that with the power of a true dragon and a half-saint, even if it breaks through forcefully before it falls, it is impossible for it to have the means to create things."
Kuye reminded.
After the initial shock and amazement, Ku Ye, who was already knowledgeable and talented, gradually discovered a clue by relying on the Holy Soul's supreme deduction ability.
"Indeed, although the Half-Saint has the ability to teleport across the sky, it mostly requires the help of exotic treasures. Even if the Holy Lord can cross the space barrier, it would be too much to say that he can create a space suitable for living beings to survive and live according to his own will.
Incredible.
After all, the rules of heaven and earth, the vicissitudes of the world, are full of variables, and the saint does not have such ability, otherwise, Shan Lao would not be trapped in a corner, watching the decline of the tribe and almost extinction."
Wu Ming made some deductions, combined various clues, and argued with Ku Ye several times, and finally determined that there was another important treasure in this secret area, which was probably more precious than the Dragon Meteor Sword.
"Hey, as far as I know, apart from the mountain and sea world beads, there are only a few precious treasures that contain the origin of heaven and earth, and they have such power!"
Ku Ye said excitedly.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, he took a breath, and looked sternly at Ao Kuan and the other seven clan elders who had sobered up and were sitting at attention. With harmless smiles on their faces, he took out a jar of spiritual wine from the bottom of the box.
Ao Zhan's nose twitched hard, and he couldn't hold it back at first. He grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and drank it. He drank it all in one breath, and then he burped with unfulfilled wine, wiped his mouth hard, and stretched out his hand.
Grab the second altar.
"You old bastard!"
Seeing this, the other old men quickly pulled the wine jar closer to him, like roosters guarding food, waiting for Ao Zhan fiercely.
"Elders, there's not much else here, kid. There's just a lot of wine, so take care of it!"
Wu Ming smiled to smooth things over, but didn't take it out again.
Without it, it’s just hunger marketing.
The Dragon Saint's legacy has been trapped here for countless years and has no craftsmanship in making wine at all. In addition, his body is strong and his blood is full. Even though he is in decline, he is better at this spicy liquor.
Only Ao Kuan and another skinny old man named Ao Lu from the Sixteenth Division exchanged a helpless look, but their hands were not slow at all, and they each grabbed a jar of wine.
Everyone knows that if nothing unexpected happens, this thing will be out of print in the Dragon Territory in the future. For some unspeakable reason, even if there is a recipe, it cannot be made.
Seeing that everyone put away the wine jar with great care, Ao Zhan smashed it in his mouth. After realizing it, he revealed a bitter look on his face and looked at Wu Ming pitifully.
"Haha, the elders are huge!"
Wu Ming was considerate and gave another bowl readily.
"Good boy, feel free!"
Under the fiery gazes of all the elders, Ao Zhan happily hugged him and even gave him a provocative look.
In everyone's opinion, it was probably Ao Zhan who took the lead in expressing his stance before, which made Wu Ming treat him differently.
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality!
The elders who had long been dissatisfied with the current environment were very happy. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally Ao Kuan raised his head. (To be continued)