In a large hall with a faint light in the Mu tribe, an old man with white hair was standing in front of a stone platform, staring intently at the stone platform. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, Mu Zicong's figure appeared strangely, stood beside him, and said softly: "Brother, the matter has been completed, you can start arranging!" ”

When the gray-haired old man heard this, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of light flashed, and in an instant, a gurgling sound came from his fists.

"Bang"

The old man slapped his palm on the stone platform in front of him, and the entire stone platform suddenly shook, turning into stone chips and collapsing, revealing an illusory figure, it was a young man, his eyes closed at the moment.

When the white-haired old man saw this figure, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and then he turned into firmness, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth, saying, "Take it!" ”

Mu Zicong's eyes were also sad, but for a greater purpose, they had to do so, so he pointed at the illusory figure, and the illusory figure instantly distorted, turned into a ball of qi, and melted into his fingertips.

At the same time, outside the Mu tribe, in a hidden underground cave, Qingyun crossed his knees and crushed the jade slip given to him by Mu Zicong, and information like a flood immediately poured into his sea of knowledge.

He saw a huge tree, this tree was so tall that it made people's hearts shocked, but the whole body of the tree was crystal clear, and the flourishing leaves were also full of light, and at first glance, it looked like a huge jade carving.

If you count the leaves on the tree, there are 90,000 leaves, and each leaf is green and clear.

Ten days later, when Lu Qingyun opened his eyes from meditation, he saw Mu Zicong standing in front of him, Mu Zicong was also staring at him, and he didn't mean to interrupt him, it seemed that as long as he didn't take the initiative to wake up, Mu Zicong would always stand there.

"Are you leaving?" Lu Qingyun asked lightly.

Mu Zicong smiled lightly and said, "You bring that mask first, I need to do some protective measures for you!" ”

At this moment, Xiao Qingyun did not hesitate, patted the storage bag, took out the mask, and put it on his face, and immediately, Mu Zicong pointed at the mask, and a cloud of cold qi emanated from his sword and merged into the mask, and in an instant, I saw Lu Qingyun's face distorted.

After a few breaths, when everything was stable, Lu Qingyun's face had completely changed, and that face belonged to the young man in the stone platform before.

"From now on, you are a member of the Mu tribe, and your name is Mu San!"

As Mu Zicong's words fell, a cultivation aura belonging to the nine-leaf system of the Beiyi clan spread from the body of Lu Qingyun, who had already been disguised.

After another three days, the ten-year period of inheritance of the Beiyi Clan's holy land finally arrived, and under the leadership of the white-haired old man and Mu Zicong, the group slowly moved towards the four major tribes.

The inheritance of the holy land has always been regarded as the most sacred event by the Beiyi people, and the ideal of all the descendants is almost to enter the solemn holy land and obtain the inheritance left by the ancestors, and this custom has been passed down for countless years.

This time, a total of 47 people with inheritance qualifications selected by tribes from all over the world participated in the ceremony, and Mussan's name was also among them.

"It seems that for the sake of this inheritance opportunity, they have really put a lot of effort into it!"

Along the way, Lu Qingyun also saw Changhong roaring past him, those people were all candidates from other tribes of the Beiyi tribe, and from the pomp and circumstance of those people, it could be seen what kind of tribe they came from.

Among them, the most exaggerated pomp is a person called the Helan tribe, and the person who is chosen by the Helan tribe is named Helan Chong, this person's name is Yu Qingyun heard in the Naga tribe six years ago, and all kinds of news about his genius at that time are simply overwhelming.

It took a little more than three years to cultivate six complete leaves, and in the history of the Beiyi tribe, there are few people with such talents.

And Helan Chong's empty-eyed expression made all the people who approached him only prostrate and look up, and even worship.

And in that Changhong, from time to time, there will be fluctuations comparable to the cultivation of the Divine Venerable Realm, and on a few occasions, Lu Qingyun was detected by the accompanying powerhouses in other tribes, and when the divine consciousness of those people fell on him, he was instantly suffocated, and the qi and blood in his body surged.

Comparable to the cultivation of the Divine Venerable Realm, in the Beiyi Clan, there is at least a cultivation of more than seven leaves, such a strong person is also a top existence in the entire Fire Source Continent.

Six days later, the candidates from all over the country arrived at the Beiyi tribe and were divided into the four tribes of the Sun and the Moon, and the Mu tribe was divided into the Moon tribe.

Because it happened that Helan Chong was also assigned to this tribe, the Yue tribe was not as quiet as the other three tribes, and there were often some small frictions here, followed by small fights in several tribes.

For this kind of dispute, the four major tribes don't bother to care, as long as they have a good sense of proportion, they will not pay attention to it, but if anyone dares to provoke their bottom line at will, the consequences are self-evident.

Xiao Qingyun sat in his room, sorting out his thoughts.

"It's been a few days since I came here, but I haven't seen the strong people of the four major tribes above the seven leaves show up, and they don't care about the friction between the tribes, this matter is quite strange!"

Today's Lu Qingyun is not what it used to be, although he had to agree to Mu Zicong's trading conditions because he had no other choice, but it was impossible for him to completely hand himself over to the other party to arrange, otherwise, he would have lived in vain in this hundred years.

He can't fully trust the other party, then he must have his own means of protection, he must take all kinds of circumstances into account, in case the operation fails, he must have his own escape plan.

It's just that after the accident of the Golden Mile Sect back then, the evil king Sun has been silent, he has carefully studied the jade pendant, he can sense the existence of the evil king Sun, but still with how he called, the evil king Sun has never moved, so he can only rely on himself.

And this back road must be seamless, because he is facing the entire Beiyi tribe with the strength of one person, and he is also the most powerful four tribes in the Beiyi tribe, as long as there is a trace of potential accidents, he will die without a place to be buried!

He didn't doubt this at all, he didn't expect the people of the Beiyi clan to show mercy to his subordinates at that time, so these days, he has not gone out, and he has put all his energy into this matter.

Thankfully, he thought that judging from his life in the Beiyi tribe for so many years, this back road must be very safe, and the Beiyi people would never have imagined it.

And just as Qing Yun was thinking about this, in the Moon Tribe, a battle between the descendants of several tribes had become more and more noisy, and there was a faint tendency to blow out at any time.

The initiator of this battle, on one side is Helan Chong of the Helan tribe, and on the other hand, he is also familiar with Lu Qingyun, who is the second son of the Yule Dabu who was blackmailed by him not long ago.

Although I don't know how this person defeated the eldest prince, as the young master of the Yuleda tribe, he has always been arrogant, and in such an environment, especially when it involves the face of the entire tribe, he will not give in, no matter who the other party is.

Therefore, the battle between the two eventually successfully evolved into a collective fight between the entourage of the two tribes, and the Moon tribe had to send someone to preside over it and issue a warning.

The fierce struggle was extinguished in an instant, mixed with strong energy fluctuations in the air, which also attracted the attention of Shu Qingyun, who walked out of the room and saw the people of the Mu tribe who were gathering in the courtyard at this moment.

"This is the power fluctuation exuded by the Moon Tribe Toast, its cultivation legend has already reached the peak of the Nine Leaves, since the disappearance of the four major toasts in the previous generation, he is the strongest among the four tribes, this time you enter the Holy Spirit Tree, the most important thing you need to be cautious is to beware of this person!" Mu Zicong, who had already walked over on the side, said slowly, and when he mentioned this strongest person, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

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