"In reply to the Immortal, today is the day of sacrifice."
The little woman knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said.
"Sacrifice? Sacrifice to ancestors?"
Zhou Yang had already clearly seen the courtyard where the tree was located. On the large courtyard gate, there was a silver painting like an iron hook that read: Bai Family Ancestral Hall.
Although this village is not very big, it is obvious that the ancestors have produced powerful figures, otherwise this ancestral temple would not be of such a scale and protected by dragons.
"Today is not about sacrificing ancestors, but about sacrificing dragons."
The little woman whispered.
If Zhou Yang hadn't had extraordinary hearing, he might not have been able to hear what she said clearly.
"Talk about it."
Zhou Yang stood with his hands behind his back, watching the team passing by.
On top of the procession's open-top sedan, there were a pair of children in red clothes, one with braids and the other with horns.
Playful and playful.
"Every year at the beginning of the year or the Mid-Autumn Festival, Master Shenlong will enshrine a pair of boys and girls and send them to..."
Having said this, the little woman suddenly did not dare to speak. She raised her head and looked at the ancestral temple courtyard, where the middle-aged man was filled with mist, and the ferocious dragon head was looming in the mist.
"Say it, it can't hear you."
As Zhou Yang spoke, he threw out a talisman in his hand. The golden-red lines on the talisman lit up. The sound of water flowing around him and the sound of wind blowing were all gone. Everything was silent and silent.
It made the little woman's heart palpitate.
"I don't know. Every year, boys and girls are sent into the mist of the ancestral temple, and they never come out again. Everyone knows in their hearts that the child must have been eaten by the dragon.
But no one dares to say that the children who were sent in only knew that they were going to a fun place, and no one ever dared to tell them the truth."
The little woman was scared, but she still said.
"A dragon is just one step away from becoming a real dragon. It has great magical powers, but it has a bad temper and a bad personality. It can do both good things and bad things."
One step away from it, and it loses its divinity and becomes a demon.
"The genealogy records that our ancestors of the Bai family moved here eight hundred years ago. This tree is here, and the dragon flew here later.
Because the dragon can protect the ancestors and gods, and we have been offering sacrifices and making offerings to the Dragon King all year round. This has been the case for the past eight hundred years."
The little woman's voice is not high.
She looked at Zhou Yang with her eyes. It was the first time she saw an expert crossing the river with a reed. His immortality was so subtle that it satisfied all her imagination of an immortal.
She asked expectantly: "Can you get rid of this evil dragon?"
For her, although a bride who marries into the Bai family can enter the Bai family's ancestral temple after death, her soul will not be protected by the dragon.
But the children at home are her heart and soul. She never wants to see that the newly born children at home will one day be sent to the mouth of the evil dragon like these two children.
Zhou Yang did not reply to the little woman, because just after the heavy fog, a pair of dark golden eyes were already staring at him.
In fact, when Zhou Yang took out the spiritual talisman and cast the spell, the spiritual energy fluctuated and he was already targeted by Shenlong.
There was no roar, no sound, just silent staring at Zhou Yang, looking at the outsider who suddenly broke in.
It couldn't see the person's heels and didn't know where the person came from, so it remained calm.
At this time, Zhou Yang's eyes were already filled with a faint golden color.
The moment the two pairs of golden pupils looked at each other, the dragon's tail twitched slightly.
Its heart was quite uneasy, and it actually felt like it was being seen through.
"It is a magical tree with a canopy covered with bell flowers, which has the magical effect of cutting off yin and yang."
Appraisal techniques cannot conduct detailed appraisals of items above the gold level.
However, Zhou Yang can now roughly tell whether this is a spiritual root by relying on identification skills.
This bell tree exceeds the level of identification, and it is most likely a spiritual root.
The little woman looked at the immortal and walked towards the ancestral hall.
He walked with his hands behind his back, as if there were invisible stairs supporting him under his feet, slowly walking towards the air.
Many people saw this scene, and they all looked at Zhou Yang in the sky in surprise.
The team playing and playing over there had already arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall. They stopped at this time and looked at Zhou Yang walking towards the dragon. For a moment, he didn't know where the immortal came from or what happened.
"Practitioners, this is the Dragon King Temple, and it is also the ancestral hall of the Bai family. It is the family that I protect."
Jiaolong spoke, and with his voice, the thick white mist in the Bai family ancestral temple dispersed a little, and Zhou Yang also saw a figure vaguely emerging in the white mist.
Most of these people are old and have a lot of pupils.
It seems that he is the protected ancestor of the Bai family.
"This tree is destined to this seat."
Zhou Yang said nothing and stood in the void a hundred meters away from the Bai family ancestral temple.
"What a coincidence, this tree is also destined to me!"
Jiaolong's golden silhouetted eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous look.
After a simple conversation, the two already knew that a competition was inevitable.
The humans in front of them recognized this tree. Who wouldn’t want such a natural treasure?
People die for money, and birds die for food. Practitioners go against the long river of time and remain immortal under the speed of time.
Practitioners are fighting for resources for cultivation. If they can't compete with each other, sooner or later they will become a piece of earth between heaven and earth.
"Um?"
The first confrontation ended in silence.
The silver ring that the dragon secretly cast flew through the body of the cultivator without any hindrance and did not cause any harm to the other party.
Zhou Yang, on the other hand, had already strode into the courtyard of the Bai family's ancestral temple.
The ring on the finger of his left hand lit up with a blue light, and the complicated magic pattern formation drew out the power of space and introduced Zhou Yang into the folds of space.
He seems to be standing here, but he is like a moon in a well or a flower in the mist.
"hold head high!"
A dragon roared.
Suddenly the clouds and fog dissipated!
Huge energy came out along with the noise from Longkou. Zhou Yang only felt the surrounding space swaying, and was instantly calmed by the majestic energy.
Almost all of the mortals outside had splitting headaches amid the dragon's roar, could not stand at all, and fell to the ground.
"Buzz!"
The black shadow drew over like the steel cables of a bridge.
"Hmph~"
Zhou Yang took two steps back.
With the power of this dragon, even a skyscraper cannot withstand his power and can be swept down by one tail!
Zhou Yang also seemed a little struggling under this force.
At this time, Jiaolong also felt that his opponent was difficult to deal with, so he came down from the entangled bell tree.
The divine dragon can hide in the mustard seeds of Sumeru and soar in the sea of clouds and the universe.
Although the dragon is not a real dragon and has no divinity, it still has some abilities of a divine dragon.
At this time, it soared into the sky, its body spread out more than three hundred feet, and its huge head was as big as a five-story building.
