Nangong Fan looked up at the stone pillar, figuring out the patterns on it, which seemed to look a bit like a real dragon with no horns and no claws.

After observing for a long time, he couldn't see where the source of this power was, so he moved his eyes to the two rooms next to him.

The room to the right of the pillar is made entirely of strangely shaped boulders, and I don't know where the tribe found so many stones. This house is not as good as the houses in the Central Plains Village. At least in Nangong Fan's aesthetics.

"To my left is the house where the chief lives. The brute pointed to the rubble house, and there was a bit of respect in his tone, "We are going to the one on the right, which is the residence of the high priest. The chief took people to Beiliang City, and the old high priest was still sitting here. He is the one I brought you to meet. ”

Nangong Fan nodded, not having the slightest interest in the house that belonged to the chief, and kept looking at the residence that belonged to the high priest.

Not to mention anything else, the word priest alone made Nangong Fan feel very mysterious, these are things that are not available outside the northern realm.

The High Priest's dwelling was odd, the building material was neither ice cubes nor boulders, like a tent made of leather from an unknown strange monster. The lines on it are all over the place, revealing a strange aura, giving Nangong Fan a strong sense of crisis, this tent seems to be able to directly threaten his life?

"Boy, you just stand here and wait for me, the high priest has a strange temper and doesn't like to see people very much, I went to see it before. Then we will go to Beiliangcheng together. The barbarian turned around and said, stepping forward without waiting for Nangong Fan to reply.

"Good. Nangong Fan nodded, put his eyes on the back of the barbarian, and watched the tent devour him, until he could no longer see with his eyes, and even his mind could not sense the existence of the barbarian, so he set his eyes on the stone pillar. Could this be the legendary totem?

Nangong Fan really wanted to go up to the stone pillar and touch it a few times, to see what kind of material it was made of and what was so strange. I am also afraid that the people of the Tang Tu tribe will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

......

The brute stepped into the "tent", and the darkness instantly enveloped him.

It is not surprising that in any tribe, the priests are gods and do things that the barbarians do not understand, but their status is surprisingly high, and the status of the high priest in the tribe is on par with the chief, and in some ways the chief cannot be compared with him.

The brute didn't dare to look around, and lowered his head slightly. The priest always liked to do some bloody experiments, and those half-finished products had made a great impression on his burly man

"Why are you here?" a hoarse, weak voice echoed through the rather spacious space, followed by a soft sigh of disappointment, muttering words that others couldn't hear.

"Shouldn't this be a brute! Am I wrong in my prediction at such a great cost? Is it true that the heavens are going to destroy the many tribes in my northern realm? Where is the road ahead?"

"Priest Zilong, there's no need to say that about me, right?" The barbarian was a little helpless, no matter what he said, you watched you grow up from a bare-chested little child, and you have pooped and peed on you, why do you feel like an outsider?

"Ahem. A soft cough sounded in pain, and a glimmer of light flickered in the space.

The barbarian saw that the priest of Zilong, who was still energetic a few days ago, was now lying in a wheelchair sickly, with blood sliding from his lips and gray hair as messy as a bird's nest.

You must know that at the oath meeting just a few days ago, the priest of Zilong was in the square at this gate, in front of 100,000 barbarian soldiers, casting spells and worshipping, communicating totems, and praying to heaven. At that time, he was still in good spirits, his hair was meticulously tied, and although he was thin, the momentum that permeated his whole body also frightened all the brutes and stabilized their minds.

But how can the high priest be like this in just a few days?

The barbarian's heart trembled, and he immediately stepped forward, and just as he crouched down to take a closer look at the high priest, a strange power burst out from his body.

The unsuspecting brute, his body trembled, and golden light appeared, trying his best to resist the sudden appearance of energy.

"Don't resist, and don't come near me. The High Priest raised his arm slightly, and whispered, blood foaming out of his mouth.

The brute was stunned for a moment, the golden light retracted into his body, and a terrifying energy burst out, which made him stunned but did not bring him the slightest damage, as if it was just a light brush on his body. But it also made him unable to unload all his strength even after taking a few steps back to the edge of this space, and he felt better when he sat on the ground.

The hand seems to have touched something?

The brute couldn't help but turn his head, and a beast's face came into view, with all kinds of lines all over it, and all kinds of juice stried, dripping on the ground, making a "zizizi" sound. Where it should have been a pupil, there were two milky white bugs wriggling in it, the ghostly light flickering, and the entire beast's face seemed to come to life.

A vicious chill arose from the barbarian, even if he had seen a beast face more terrifying than this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. His concern for the high priest made him in no mood to pay attention to this.

Just when the high priest raised his arm, the barbarian saw through the gap in his loose robe that it was already on his arm, and he felt sad, "Priest Zilong, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm old, and it's time to go to the ground. When the time comes, you kid will have to support the tribe, and you have a heavy burden on you!" the high priest's words were filled with deep sorrow.

"But I want to go to the battlefield. "The barbarian has a loveless face, and he was forcibly placed in the tribe by saying the same thing a few days ago.

"Why do you have this idea again? You don't listen to what I and your uncle said?" the high priest said.

The barbarian felt that he was trembling, the backlog of the high priest for countless years, even if he looked extremely weak now, the barbarian was like a mouse seeing a cat, he was terrified in his heart, and he spoke weakly, "The tribe is an outsider, he is a friend of the King of Beiliang, he is going to Beiliang City, I also want to follow to take a look." ”

"Outsiders here?" The high priest's weak body seemed to be stained with chicken blood, and he sat up suddenly, his pupils flashing.

This frightened the barbarian, this high priest couldn't have been pretending to be so weak, had to nod like a chicken pecking rice.

"Go and get him in, and then you kid can get out there and wait. The high priest's pale face regained its rosiness, and with a wave of his big hand, a mysterious aura surged throughout his body.

The brute walked out of the house in a daze.

The High Priest looked excited, stared at the door, and muttered, "It's worth it to use my thirty years of life to find true life!" Zilong, could this be the true dragon son you said?"

The barbarian came to Nangong Fan with a tangled face, and there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, am I the next chief of the tribe? Why do I feel that this kid in front of me has no status?

"Uncle Man, can you go?" Nangong Fan looked at the barbarian who was unstoppable, although it was very strange in his heart, it was not easy to ask, he just wanted to leave for Beiliang as soon as possible now, and everything else had to be put aside.

"Priest Zilong asked you to come over. The brute subconsciously spoke.

"Hmm, why did you let me go?" Nangong Fan's face was full of doubts, I don't know the respected high priest in the tribe, why are you looking for me, this little guy?

"Why do you ask so much? "The brute is annoyed and ashamed, isn't this exposing my shortcomings?

"Just go, what's the murder?" Nangong Fan was extremely aggrieved, and muttered and walked towards the high priest.

As he got closer, a pungent smell of blood came from the surface, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable, but Nangong Fan felt that his blood flow was a little faster. The whole body is shining with golden light, like the reincarnation of the Buddha.

Nangong Fan took a deep breath and pushed open the curtain in front of the door.

The dim light sets off a tall old man with a majestic background.

The white hair was scattered, the eyes were blazing, and the moment Nangong Fan stepped in, his pupils were like needles, and a strange but powerful power instantly diffused out.

Nangong Fan felt like he was being spied on, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously held the long sword in his hand, and the curtain slowly fell behind him, as if he had come to another world.

The light in the old man's pupils disappeared, revealing a kind smile, "Don't be nervous, little one. ”

Nangong Fan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, the feeling that this old man gave him just now was not like a creature in this world, silently peeping at him in the void, and he was willing to give up only if he had to see through all the secrets of his body. "Hello Priestess Zilong, boy Kurosawa. ”

"You, not Kurosawa. ”

Nangong Fan was stunned, he borrowed the power of the reincarnation seal, not to mention that it was not far from being true, and he was so recognized? This is the first time Nangong Fan has encountered this situation, even if Nangong Xuehe can't do it at the beginning. "Why does the old gentleman say that?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, it's none of the two of us. The old man pursed his lips, his eyes full of amusement, as if he was looking at his own child, no, more respectful than looking at the child. Some of them looked like the young prince. "I only learned about it by borrowing Zilong's power, and you don't have to worry that anyone can easily see through your disguise. I'm relieved that you have such a way of camouflaging. ”

"Zilong?"

"It's the totem of our tribe, because of it, the tribe and I all have the name of Zilong. The high priest smiled lightly, "Totem is the foundation of a tribe. A tribe without a totem is not worthy of being called a tribe. If you have any other questions, you can ask them, and everything I know will be answered one by one or give you a direction to find answers. We had about half a day, so we had plenty of time. ”

"Why do you have to see me?" Nangong Fan looked at the high priest with eyes full of doubts. Shouldn't you just be a passerby, and why do you have to see yourself?

"Because there is a life-and-death crisis for the satisfaction of the tribe and even the entire northern border, I can only see that there will be a noble person arriving today when I have exhausted my remaining thirty years of life, and there will be a glimmer of life in him, you are here, so I want to see you. ”

Nangong Fan was stunned, and couldn't help blurting out, "." ”

Nangong Fan smiled embarrassedly and looked the old man up and down, "The old man has comprehended the laws of time?"

Nangong Fanna burst into tears, and he still had the "Flower of Time and Space" in the reincarnation seal to figure it out from time to time, and he didn't even explore the corners of the laws of space, let alone the more obscure laws of time.

"What is that?" the high priest tilted his head slightly, as if he was talking to someone.

The high priest did not shy away from it, and Nangong Fan finally sensed the so-called "Zilong", hidden in the void, and the breath permeated the entire tribe, and the lines on the edge of the tribe were so miraculous, in addition to their own energy, they also had the blessing of this Zilong.

This is the root of a tribe. Its aura was somewhat similar to the aura of the Doomsday Seal's bombardment on itself.

Nangong Fan made such a judgment in an instant.

"I haven't grasped the law yet. I only used my lifespan to complement Zilong's power to briefly see a glimmer of life in the future, but it was only in a haze, and I couldn't see anything. In less than a moment, the high priest gave an answer.

"Is this the ability of a priest?" Nangong Fan was full of curiosity, if there was no limit on the use of lifespan, what was the difference between it and the innate hexagram master?