What happened here has already alarmed the Miao people who live in the nearby mountainside village, the Miao family men live in the mountains all the year round, and it is common to cross the mountains and mountains, and soon some sturdy men with Miao knives appear here. After seeing the situation here, their faces changed drastically, but it was only because they saw the priest in the place that they were able to stabilize the order.

Zhao Zilong had fully woken up from the charm of the short knife, holding the short knife in his hand, the true qi in his body was poured into the blade, and an endless power and contempt for the world arose spontaneously, and he actually gave birth to an arrogant mentality that looked down on the world, and he only felt that even if he saw the man in white who had taken away Murong again, he would have the courage to fight.

"Heavenly ...... Providence, after so many years, someone can finally control the green knife. The priest of the Miao family trembled in his voice, his expression was extremely excited, and he suddenly fell to the ground prostrately, worshipping with a devout expression.

Zhao Zilong was startled, hurriedly jumped to the side, and stopped: "Old man, what are you doing, I can't stand it!" ”

The Miao people on the side were also inexplicable, but they caught a glimpse of the green knife in Zhao Zilong's hand, and then saw the priest's pious and excited expression, and they all knelt on the ground one by one, chanting a Miao text that Zhao Zilong and Cai Lingzhi couldn't understand at all.

"Our clan has been waiting for thousands of years, and finally there is a descendant who can control the green knife, and the recovery of our clan is just around the corner, the ancestors bless!" The priest said with some incoherent excitement.

Although Zhao Zilong was baffled by the actions of these Miao people, the words of the priest made him vaguely guess something, and he couldn't help but look down at the green knife in his hand, with a puzzled look between his eyebrows, and looked at the priest and said, "Old man, this green knife is a treasure handed down from your ancestors?" ”

"Yes." The priest immediately replied, stood up from the ground with difficulty, looked at Zhao Zilong in surprise and joy, and said, "What is your name, why do you have my red seedling blood?" Who are your parents? ”

Hearing that the priest asked about his life experience, Zhao Zilong spoke: "Father Zhao Wenjun, as for who my mother is, I ...... I don't know, but I vaguely remember that the clothes my mother wore were somewhat similar to those of the Miao family, and I came here this time to find my original memory. It's a pity that this isn't where I lived when I was a kid, so I'm not one of your people. ”

"No...... Impossible. The priest looked at Zhao Zilong with a firm look and said: "You must be a member of my clan, you look at the green knife, the green knife drinks your blood, and you will surrender to you, if you are not a member of my clan, you will die under this green knife a long time ago." ”

Zhao Zilong laughed when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "You think a knife can kill me Zhao Zilong?" Joke, although I was confused by this knife just now and almost committed suicide, I came to my senses at the critical moment and surrendered it with my own willpower. ”

"You're wrong. The green knife is a holy object left by our ancestors, it is a psychic thing, even if the people of our clan, if they can't surrender, they will be killed by their backlash, only the appearance of a pure blood witch barbarian body can fully control the holy knife, if you are not the only witch barbarian body for thousands of years, how can you control the holy knife? ”

The priest still insisted on his own set of statements, and the joy in his expression could not be concealed, and he said excitedly: "My clan has been waiting for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that a new holy lord was finally born, and it was really the ancestors who appeared. ”

"It's nonsense, in short, I like this knife very much, I want to take it away, as for any bullshit holy knife holy lord and the like, don't mention it again, I will never believe these bullshit." Zhao Zilong said loudly.

"In addition to the bloodline of the body of the witch barbarian, the green knife does not occupy a drop of blood, I don't believe you will know if you try it." The priest was not in a hurry at all, looked at Zhao Zilong and said.

Zhao Zilong had some doubts in his heart, and he really wanted to find out the origin of this knife and whether he really had the blood inheritance of this Miao Village in his body, so he immediately touched a handful of blood on his neck with his hand, and then smeared it on the cyan knife.

Suddenly, the blood completely melted into the green knife, gradually disappeared, and was gradually swallowed and absorbed by the knife.

The sword body drinking blood is indeed an incredible thing, I have only heard such stories in some myths and legends, so seeing this scene with my own eyes, even if his mood is as strong as Zhao Zilong, he is a little shocked and speechless.

"Ahri, smear the holy knife with your blood and show him." The priest suddenly said to a Miao elder brother beside him.

The elder brother of the Miao family looked at Zhao Zilong with a frightened look, but after hearing this, he did not hesitate, cut the palm of his hand with the Miao knife in his hand, walked to Zhao Zilong's side, and dripped blood on the green knife.

The blood dripped down, and when it was three inches away from the green knife, it suddenly stopped, and then turned into a complete blood foam, dissipating invisibly, and it didn't even touch the blade.

This scene made everyone present dumbfounded, and even Zhao Zilong couldn't help but exclaim, looking up at the old priest: "What...... How so? ”

"The green knife has spirituality, and only the bloodline of the body of the witch barbarian can be fused with it." The priest said excitedly.

Zhao Zilong didn't believe it, looked at Cai Lingzhi, opened his mouth, and immediately shut up.

Cai Lingzhi saw Zhao Zilong's thoughts at once, walked to Zhao Zilong's side, put a fingertip in his mouth and bit it, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it onto the green knife.

As in the case of the Miao family man named Ahri, Cai Lingzhi's blood had already disappeared before it could drip onto the knife, and this time Zhao Zilong was prepared, and obviously felt that the true qi in his body was absorbed by the knife body, and there was a faint green mang near the knife body, and it was the green mangs that shattered the blood.

This time, Zhao Zilong really believed the priest's words, and couldn't help but feel moved, looked at the priest and said, "You don't know Zhao Wenjun?" ”

Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on the priest's face, and he slowly shook his head and said, "I have never heard of this person. ”

"But my father is Zhao Wenjun, since you say that I have your Miao blood, why don't you know Zhao Wenjun? Even if my mother is from your Miao, but my father is with her, don't you know? Zhao Zilong suddenly became a little excited, if this is really his mother's hometown, then maybe he can find some deeds about his parents.

The priest seemed to have thought of something, his expression was gloomy, and he shook his head and said, "We haven't heard of this person, but now you should know who you are, and you know that what I said is true." ”

Zhao Zilong instinctively wanted to refute, but the facts were in front of him, making him feel that his rebuttal was so pale and powerless, so he could only be silent.

"Barbarian bloodline, witch barbarian power, our clan has given birth to a new generation of holy lords again for thousands of years, God bless me Jiuli!" The priest suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, and bowed down again.

The surrounding Miao people followed suit, their faces full of piety.

Zhao Zilong and Cai Lingzhi were both shocked by this scene. Both of them were deeply influenced by modern thought, and they were a little incomprehensible to these so-called religious beliefs and the beliefs of their clansmen, but seeing these people so pious, there were some feelings in their hearts.

Humans are a strange race, and these people who cling to ancient traditions and beliefs may seem pedantic to outsiders, but in fact their beliefs are an encouraging force!

What a nation wants is this kind of faith, because this kind of faith can make a nation more united and stronger.

Since the development of China, the Chinese people have lost too much of their beliefs and lost too many good things inherited by the ancients.

Over the years, Zhao Zilong has traveled to countless countries, and some small countries are poor, but they have integrity and have their faith and loyalty. Take Han Bangzi as an example, the Koreans were invaded by Japan like the Chinese, and it was extremely difficult to see the vehicles that were abundant in Japan on the streets of South Korea.

A nation that has gradually lost its solar terms and culture is the most scattered and dangerous race!

For a while, Zhao Zilong and Cai Lingzhi were moved by the piety and true actions of these Miao people, who were full of a simple and mysterious nature.

After a while, the priest waved his hand and said to the young man named Ahri, "Go and gather all your people here, I have something important to announce." ”

Ahri immediately agreed, and rushed away with a few young Miao men, and soon disappeared into the thick woods.

The priest looked excited, but the physiology of the whole body was obviously not as good as before, Zhao Zilong thought of the changes before and after, and couldn't help asking, "Priest, are you...... Why did your body have such a huge change, and why did you not know martial arts before, why was you able to control such a powerful power before? ”

The priest glanced at Cai Ling and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, how about you avoid it first?" ”

Cai Lingzhi looked at Zhao Zilong, a little nervous and scared.

Zhao Zilong also felt that this Miao village was very weird, and he didn't worry about letting Cai Lingzhi leave his side, so he said to the priest: "She is my woman, do you need to avoid her?" ”

Cai Lingzhi was sweetly touched by Zhao Zilong's words, this is the first time Zhao Zilong said that she was his woman in front of Miao Ren, and for her, being able to get Zhao Zilong to recognize her identity is the happiest thing.

The priest also saw Zhao Zilong's thoughts, and immediately sighed and said, "That's it, since the Holy Lord is so relieved of her, I don't have any worries." ”

Zhao Zilong frowned and said, "Don't, I'm not a holy lord." ”

"Facts speak louder than words. And now I finally understand why the Holy Lord is here, this is completely a cycle of providence, and there is a providence in the dark that guides you to appear here. The priest said.

Zhao Zilong fell silent. It's really hard to understand this kind of thing in a scientific way. He is indeed looking for those two women while traveling the world, this time when he came here, if he hadn't met Cai Lingzhi and Xie Wangjiao, he wouldn't have gotten in the car, and if he walked, he really didn't know if he would come to this remote Miao village.

And if it weren't for saving Mainon, he wouldn't have known from his mouth that there was an ancestral hall in Miao Village that outsiders were not allowed to approach, and he wouldn't have appeared here out of curiosity.

This qiē does sound like the priest said, and there is a plan for it.

"I used the power of the witch spirit just now at the cost of the blood qi spirit in my body, originally to guard my clan's green knife, and I didn't want to accidentally discover the relationship between you and the green knife. It's providence. The priest pondered for a moment before speaking.

Zhao Zilong's heart moved when he heard this, and he looked at him in surprise and said, "In this way, the power you used just now belongs to a secret technique, and it needs to consume the blood qi and spirit in your body, so you became like this?" ”

"Yes. The power of the witch spirit needs to be sensed by our blood and qi to detect one or two, but under normal circumstances, there is no such great power of backlash, but today I met the Holy Lord, I can't compete with you, so I will be eaten by the magic, the Holy Lord does not have to be sad, this is the destiny of heaven. ”

The priest smiled calmly, but he was not at all sad and resentful of his own changes and encounters, but was free and frank.

However, the more this old man is like this, the heavier Zhao Zilong's mood becomes, he is not a good person, but he is not a bad person, and now seeing that the priest has become like this because of him, he naturally regrets it.

"I don't have much time, and I have some things to explain to you, especially the method of harnessing the power of the witch spirit that my clan has inherited for thousands of years!" The priest didn't care what kind of mentality Zhao Zilong was at the moment, but anxiously said his thoughts.