But Liang Tian didn't know anything about all this at the moment.

Now he has lost his perception of the outside world. Consciousness is shrouded in darkness, and the soul sleeps.

It's just that they can still accept the power of faith produced by believers. And as the body spontaneously absorbs the power of faith, those budding flowers and bones are slowly blooming.

This process was very slow, until the powerful warriors of the Giant Tree Tribe successfully captured Moka and drove the Grand Lord of the Viper Tribe to the rock cliff, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine white flowers were still half-opened.

However, because he didn't know anything about Liang Tian's physical state, this did not affect the celebration of the Giant Tree Tribe.

After all, in this battle, nearly 300 warriors of the Viper tribe were killed by them, and more than 1,500 became slaves. The victorious Giant Tree tribe even set fire to the wood carving of Moka, the king of poisonous snakes, and destroyed the snake pit where hundreds of poisonous snakes were kept in captivity.

So all the slaves who went to war were given freedom, and the generous old witch doctor even gave each of them a wife and two stolen livestock. These people have also become followers of Liang Tian, hardcore supporters of the tribe.

In less than a year, the Giant Tree Tribe, which once numbered only 400 people, expanded rapidly to nearly 4,000 people.

Of these, there were 1,060 formal clansmen and 2,020 slaves.

With such a size, the original camp of the Giant Tree Tribe seemed too small and crowded.

The old witch doctor thought about it, and decided to refer to the Viper tribe that they had defeated, and let the warlike Bamboo Tiger also be the leader. Then they gave him six hundred men and seven hundred slaves, and sent him to Moka.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I first proposed this plan, Zhuhu refused without thinking about it.

"I am my lord's slave, this is my lord's dwelling, how can I leave!"

To put it bluntly, the belligerent Bamboo Tiger was also reluctant to leave Liang Tian's sight. If you worry too far, you will be forgotten by God.

The old witch doctor, who was old and knew how to figure out people's hearts, saw Bamboo Tiger's worries. Then he deceived the bamboo tiger and said: "The power of my lord is as vast as the earth, and the wisdom is as deep as the night sky. Wherever you are, it is as if you are in front of our Lord's eyes. and your prayers will be heard. ”

“......”

Zhuhu thought for a moment. He believed in Liang Tian's respect and awe. So the next morning, he left the camp with his men and went to Moka. Then, at the suggestion of a subordinate who was also reborn, Moka's name was changed to White Wolf.

This is a tribute to the great guardian of the gods.

But Geralt didn't care. Life originated from Liang Tian, and he who had the same heart with Liang Tian now only cares about when Liang Tian will wake up. As time went on, he could feel that the day was getting closer.

Although the old witch doctor's words were to deceive the bamboo tiger, the part about the prayer was also confused by him. Although Zhuhu left the camp with some of his clansmen, as long as these people still prayed to him sincerely, then Liang Tian would still be able to receive the power of faith they generated.

It's just that because of the distance, the output of the power of faith is inevitably somewhat depleted.

But it didn't matter, as long as the believers still provided him with the power of faith, Liang Tian's initial transformation did not stagnate.

Therefore, when the temperature is getting higher and hotter, and the time is almost in July of this world, the nine hundred and ninety-nine white flowers will all bloom.

Then, summer turned to autumn, and all the nine hundred and ninety-nine white flowers withered. Liang Tian's huge canopy eventually produced ninety-nine cyan fruits.

And it was not until this moment that Liang Tian, who had been asleep for more than nine months, slowly opened his eyes.

"I've slept so long! ”

After waking up, Geralt, who had the same heart as him, quickly had a quick exchange of consciousness, and Liang Tianfang realized that he had slept for so long.

But then he was attracted to the ninety-nine green fruits.

"What is this?" Liang Tian couldn't figure it out.

Until a gust of wind blew, the ninety-nine green fruits suddenly lit up with a soft cyan light that only he could see. Then, in the next instant, the fruit was gone.

Yes, not a single one is missing. It was like a ball thrown by a strong man, scattered around Liang Tian's body.

Far away, Liang Tian could see it. Some of these green fruits are thrown into trees, some into the earth, and some in rocky streams. It's as if it's merged with those things, and it's completely gone.

But in the next second, everything within a radius of hundreds of miles came into Liang Tian's eyes.

He saw it, he saw everything.

A hundred and ten miles away from here, the white wolf and the clear stream, as well as the eastern jungle. There were people slaughtering livestock, slaves grazing, griffons flapping their wings, giants several meters high, and pythons more than ten meters long.

At this moment, Liang Tian's soul was obviously still in the giant tree. But he sees everything around him so clearly.

"Could it be that those fruits are equivalent to one camera after another, which instantly opened up God's perspective?"

Liang Tian muttered, but he always felt that it was not so simple.

Because he could feel it, those fruits still exuded a strange rhythm of life at this moment. It's just that it's gone, so he can't see it anymore.

He shook his head when he couldn't figure it out, and in the end he didn't bother to think so much in vain.

"Maybe after a while, everything will be self-explanatory. ”

He whispered. Finally, he turned his gaze to the Giant Tree Tribe who believed in him, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction as he watched the tribe change day by day.

Compared to when he was asleep, the tribe was much bigger now. The tribe's people, babies and slaves all combined, even exceeded 6,000 people. Even the gathering place has changed from one to three.

It is called the Holy Land, the White Wolf, and the Clear Creek by the clansmen of these tribes.

And the so-called holy place, naturally, is the tribal camp where he is located. The number of people and slaves combined was 3,000.

Therefore, at this moment, while the power of the old witch doctor has grown, the whole person has also aged a lot.

In the past, the wooden stick in his hand was used as an ornament to set off his status. But now, it has become a crutch to help him walk. In today's era of low productivity, the cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death is often so rapid.

However, Liang Tian was at a loss for this.

The power of his faith, while miraculous and almost omnipotent, is not really omnipotent. At least the old witch doctor can't be immortalized.

Even because the blessing process of rebirth was too painful, Liang Tian couldn't even help the old witch doctor prolong his life.

And the old witch doctor, who is getting older and older, knows that his life is short. So, just four months ago, in the battle where Zhuhu led his warriors to capture Qingxi, I don't know if he had a compassionate attack or some other reason, the old witch doctor actually adopted a little girl from the tribe after this battle.

This girl is only five years old, and she is very innocent and cute.

So much so that whenever he saw this girl, the old witch doctor couldn't help but think of his wife who died early and his daughter who died young. So he loved this girl very much, as much as he loved his own child.

Even the medical skills that he had been keeping secret were ready to be taught to this girl.

Selfishly, he wants this girl to take over his mantle, first to become a "doctor", and then to become a "witch".

However, the old witch doctor also understands that whether a girl can become a "witch" or not is not up to him. The final decision is always in the hands of Liang Tian.

And Liang Tian, at this moment, he didn't care about the girl in front of him.

What he wanted was for the tribe to grow stronger and stronger, so that he could be given more power of faith. Therefore, he needs a spokesperson who is convincing enough, not just a microphone.

In front of him, the old witch doctor could live for a few years, and Liang Tian didn't think about it for the time being.

Just thinking that he had been asleep for nine months, he planned to contact the old witch doctor again at the right time to take over the situation again.