Chapter 59: The Xuanmo Clan

"Lonely Island!" Nangong Zhaoling exclaimed, "How are we going to leave?"

"Come with me, when I was in mid-air, it was as if in the depths of the island, I saw a tribe of smoke. ”

Qin Chuchen pulled Nangong Zhaoling and walked towards the depths of the isolated island.

Because there may be unknown dangers, Qin Chuchen was very cautious, the two of them traveled very slowly, and when they finally saw the tribe after crossing the dense forests and mountains, it was already evening.

The sky was dark, Qin Chuchen was on a hill, looking at the tribal buildings in the distance, and he was a little hesitant in his heart.

If you want to get out of the island, you first have to figure out where it is, but if you ask the people in the tribe, there is no guarantee that they will be friendly.

"Girl, hide behind me, and if you encounter any danger, you must hold me tightly. ”

Qin Chuchen said in a deep voice, even if there is a certain risk, it is better than being trapped on an isolated island.

The two of them walked down the hill to the outskirts of the tribe, and a man in charge of guarding saw them from afar and blew a loud horn.

A few seconds later, many people ran out of the tribe, all dressed in coarse linen clothes, with colored paint on their dirty faces, and weapons in their hands.

"We have no ill will!"

Qin Chuchen raised his hands and a smile appeared on his face, trying to make himself look harmless.

These people's cultivation is very low, and the highest is only the second order of Guiyuan, even if they can't wait for the talks to continue, they can't pose any threat.

"Who are you, and where are you from?"

In the crowd of tribesmen, a man who seemed to be the leader, holding a simple spear in his hand, questioned Qin Chuchen.

"My name is Qin Chuchen, and I accidentally ended up on the island, and I very much hope to know the location of this island from the Xuantian Continent. Qin Chuchen said.

"You're lying!"

The leader frowned, and said in a deep voice: "This island is forbidden by the Evil Curtain Ghost King, and outsiders can't find this island at all!"

What is the Evil Curtain Ghost King Qin Chuchen had a question in his heart, but he didn't ask, but explained: "We arrived at this island through a secret realm gate. ”

Hearing this, the leader was shocked, looked at Qin Chuchen with wide eyes, and said in a daze: "The Gate of the Secret Realm?"

"That's right, the Gate of the Realm. ”

Qin Chuchen nodded and said, this guy's reaction is a little strange, is there something wrong with the Gate of the Secret Realm?

"Lay down your blade!"

The leader shouted, took the lead in throwing down the spear, knelt down in front of Qin Chuchen, and said respectfully: "Meet the Prophecy Sage!"

"Meet the Prophecy Sage!" A group of people threw away their blades one after another, and half-knelt down at Qin Chuchen.

Qin Chuchen was confused, and wondered, "What are you doing here?"

He hadn't seen this tribe in his dreams, and he was a third-order monk of the Returning Yuan, how could he be their prophetic sage, could it be that they were too earthy, full of amazement at the gate of the secret realm, so they regarded him as a sage?

"For specific matters, please come in and talk about it. The leader said respectfully.

Even if he came, he was safe, Qin Chuchen did not refuse, and pulled Nangong Zhaoling into the tribe, the cultivation of these people was too low, and they didn't even need to beware of any traps.

Led by the chief, the two came to a wooden house, and the leader went into the wooden house and said goodbye.

Then a gray-haired old man staggered out of the hut, with a cane of alien wood in his hand, his clothes a little shabby, and his eyes shining with wisdom.

"This Childe"

When the old man saw Qin Chuchen, he was a little uncontrollable excited, and even his body trembled slightly, and he said slowly: "Dare to ask, do you have a golden token?"

"Golden tokens. ”

Qin Chuchen was stunned, took out the golden token obtained in the ruins, and asked, "Is this such a golden token?"

Seeing the token in his hand, the old man suddenly shook his body, trembled and knelt on the ground, and shouted with a crying voice: "Meet the Holy One!"

In the old man's cry, there was an indescribable sadness, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were finally released at this moment.

"That, old man, hurry up, I'm still confused, can you explain to me first?"

Qin Chuchen helped the old man up and asked a little inexplicably.

"Sage, please come with me, you will understand when you get to the place. The old man wiped away his tears and said respectfully on crutches.

Then, the old man took Qin Chuchen to a cave, and traveled along the winding tunnel for about half an hour, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

This is the end of the cave, a huge grotto of great spaciousness, the walls of which seem to have been carved, smooth and emitting a soft white light, and densely carved with spell writing.

"These Spells"

Qin Chuchen looked up at the charms, the style of these spell words was exactly the same as the charms in the ancient ruins.

"Sage, if it were you, you would be able to decipher the spells on the rock wall. The old man said respectfully.

Qin Chuchen seemed to have an understanding, and manipulated the devouring mark in his right palm, gushing out a stream of pitch-black vitality, permeating the spell on the rock wall.

The next moment, a mysterious spiritual sense, mixed with an almost huge amount of information, frantically poured into his mind.

"Boom!"

Qin Chuchen's brain shook suddenly, feeling the huge amount of information coming in, making him stand in the grotto for a long time, digesting the information for a whole night, before he figured out the ins and outs of everything.

It turned out that the tribe in the center of this desert island was an ancient race called "Xuanmo", who was born to be good at smelting metals and making mechanisms, and their spiritual power was very powerful.

More than 900 years ago, the Xuanmo clan was framed by wicked people, besieged by many forces, and finally expelled from the Xuantian Continent and exiled to this deserted island.

However, the doom of the Xuanmo clan did not end there, there was a lord-level beast "Evil Curtain Ghost King" on the desert island, without steel and mechanisms, the combat power of the Xuanmo clan was almost zero, so they were forced to surrender to the Evil Curtain Ghost King.

More than 800 years ago, the ancestors of the Xuanmo clan sacrificed their lives to the ancient gods and obtained the prophecy of the gods

When the door of the secret realm is opened, the Sage will descend on the desert island, hold the golden Xuanmo token, defeat the powerful Evil Ghost King, and save the Xuanmo clan from fire and water.

"So to speak"

Qin Chuchen glanced at the token in his hand and said to himself, "I seem to be really the Sage in the prophecy. ”

"Aha! I'm so sleepy. Nangong Zhaoling yawned, she had been standing behind Qin Chuchen all night, and she was already too tired to doze off.

"Sage, do you understand?" the old man said cautiously.

"Well, you've almost figured it out, you're the current elder of the Xuanmo clan, right?" Qin Chuchen asked.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately couldn't cry again, just looking at the spell on the rock wall, he knew that they were the Xuanmo clan, Qin Chuchen must be the sage in the prophecy, they have been trapped on the island for more than 900 years, and finally have a day to reappear!

"I don't know what the elder is called?" Qin Chuchen asked.

"Hui Sage, my name is Xuande. The old man replied immediately.

"Elder Xuande, that Evil Curtain Ghost King is a lord-level beast, and I will definitely not be able to defeat it in a hard battle, so I need your help. ”

Qin Chuchen didn't like to meddle in things, but the Evil Veil Ghost King ruled the isolated island, and if he wanted to return to the Xuantian Continent, he would definitely have to kill it first.

"Sage, even if you command, there are more than 3,000 people in the Xuanmo clan, waiting for your order from the Sage!" Elder Xuande said.

"I'm going to refine an elixir, and you have to gather the steel of the whole clan and make me a medicine refining furnace!"