Facing this solemn and bright temple, the Moko people who were sitting solemnly on the stone platform and praying sincerely, Zhao Shenbi seemed to have a thousand words in his heart, but all of them were choked in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a while.

He leaned slightly against the huge throne of the gods, whose bodies were intertwined with black and white, and full of frosted mottled lines, like a god facing his people, high above him, unapproachable.

And behind him, the phantom of the Great Dao of Life and Death Cycle appeared out of thin air, and it actually affected the power that had been precipitated in the main hall for a long time, and the blood veins that had long dried up in the body of the Moko people, setting off a black and white whirlpool and storm, which continued to reverberate in the main hall.

However, a moment later, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Zhao Shenbi actually got up from the divine seat, walked down from the altar step by step, and sat cross-legged on the black stone platform with the Moke people.

On an equal footing, no matter how high or low.

Zhao Shenbi waved his hand to stop the group of old men who were obviously highly respected in the clan, and they were all panicked at the moment, and they were about to kneel down and worship, and his eyes slowly swept over everyone's faces.

He spoke slowly, "If I say that the god you believe in has fallen, and that I am not a distraction from whom he came to save you, but a Buddha-figure who is immortal and has no power, would you still be willing to follow me on my journey?"

Deathly silence.

Zhao Shenbi's voice was not loud, but after slowly echoing in the quiet temple at this moment, it exploded in the ears of the Moko people like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Everyone looked shocked and disbelievable, they opened their mouths wide, the green tendons on their foreheads bloomed one by one, and their eyes were about to fall out of their sockets, and some young clansmen immediately fell from the stone platform, crawling on the ground and trembling and looking at Zhao Shenbi.

After a moment of silence, one after another voices rang out in the main hall, and the noise was unusual.

"How is it possible! How could the ancestral god fall between this heaven and earth!"

"Is it true that the Divine Messenger is right...... Otherwise, why would my Moko clan lose the source of strength twenty years ago, and since then my cultivation has regressed, and my realm has collapsed!"

"Oracle...... The Divine Messenger ...... Could it really be the ancestral god......

Only Rhine and Legu, who were noble patriarchs and shrine maidens, sat in front of them without any drastic actions.

Although the two of them had already guessed in private, from their constantly trembling faces, they could still feel that after confirming from Zhao Shenbi's mouth at this moment, they were still extremely shocked in their hearts.

Especially Rhine, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and the solemn and wide black witch costume was wet with sweat and clinged tightly to her back, revealing the girl's soft and slender back.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shenbi sighed.

He stood up and spoke slowly again, telling the truth of all this to the few thousand remaining members of the Moko tribe.

Time seems to be reversed, and the scenes of the past are flashing in front of me one by one.

Starting from planting and sowing seeds, talking about the civil strife in the sect, about escaping from death, and then to the liberation of soldiers, reincarnation and rebirth, and how this life rises in the micro end and grows under danger.

talked about how he avoided life and death crises again and again, withstood the pursuit from the heavens, and how he left his hometown, and by chance, he came to this corner of the Tianyuan Continent and met the Moko clan, which had long since withered.

There seems to be a secret fate in fate, which is unpredictable, but it is wonderful.

As he gradually spoke, the Moko tribesmen all fell silent, looking at the young man with white hair as white as snow and a statue behind him.

It seems to be a little different, but it seems to have always been the same.

It is still full of great momentum, tenacious determination, magnificent courage and lofty and mysterious avenues, but it is not so cold and ruthless, high and high, that people cannot get close to it at all.

After Zhao Shenbi swept the faces of every Moko tribesman again, he finally spoke, "Now my appearance, you have also seen, is no longer the lord of the wheel who is high up and controls the cycle of life and death, but just a little monk of the human race in the manifestation realm. ”

"Over the years, I'm sorry for you. Therefore, I want to give you two choices, the first is for me to take action, completely strip out the Dao seed that has been left in your bloodline, from then on, you will restore the pure human race, and you no longer need to rely on me to practice. And I will take care of the Moko three times within my ability. ”

There was no answer.

After a short silence, it was Rhine who slowly raised the bright girl's face and asked with some trembling, "Lord Ancestral God, then...... What about the second one?"

"Second ......" Zhao Shenbi smiled with emotion, his expression became more solemn than ever, as if he had sworn an oath, and his voice was as high-pitched as a Hong Zhong, "If you are still willing to believe that I, Zhao Shenbi, have made a comeback in this life, can re-emerge between this world and the world, climb to the peak of the former avenue, and am willing to continue to follow me forward, then in this life and this life, I will only protect the Moko clan, no matter what the point is, I will never abandon you!"

He took a step forward and said in a sad and solemn tone, "No matter which path you choose, I accept it calmly." But what I don't want to hide from you is that if you continue to follow me, you may be wiped out, there may be many unimaginable crises, and in the future, you will have to face not only endless ambushes and pursuits in the Nether, but also those true immortal powers and methods from the high heavens. ”

"I will wait patiently for your reply. ”

After saying all this, Zhao Shenbi turned around directly, leaving only a somewhat lonely back.

He closed his eyes, as if to give the Mokos time to digest the shocking truth and make a final decision.

It's just that from his constantly undulating chest and trembling eyelids, it can still be seen that his heart is not calm at the moment.

In the main hall, all the clansmen fell silent, and they all looked at the lonely back, as if they saw his determination and courage to stand in the wind and fight to the death against the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.

It is like a ray of light naturally born between heaven and earth, not suppressed by the way of heaven, and wants to lead them to break through the cage of heaven and earth, the barrier of darkness.

Everyone looked at each other and tears flowed down their faces.

Rhine and Legu also turned their heads, as if to ask for their opinion.

None of them spoke, but from the eyes that burned like flames, the two of them could already see their firmness and determination.

Rhine smiled, his eyes seemed to be daylight breaking through the clouds, and thousands of rays of light appeared.

She stood up and stepped forward slowly, a strange power blooming within her body, like a flower that had been accumulated for a long time, and finally waited for the time to bloom.

This is the time.

She untied the belt around her waist again, and the shrine maiden's huge black robe fell, and all the clansmen bowed their heads at this moment.

She knelt gently in front of Zhao Shenbi, her naked and graceful girl's body bathed in light, like an elegant and beautiful swan, stretched out her slender and slender arms like lotus roots, and gently held the black and white flower floating out of her body.

This is the flower of faith that has been inherited and accumulated from the shrine maiden for thousands of years.

Just like the scene she had rehearsed thousands of times in her dreams, she pressed her head to the ground and said reverently and respectfully, "The Rhine of the Moko tribe, with the order of the god to serve the witch, meet the ancestral god!"

As she spoke softly, all the Moko people burst out in an earth-shattering voice at this moment, "Meet the Ancestral God!"

Rhine hugged Zhao Shenbi with his naked and soft body, slowly penetrated this power into Zhao Shenbi's body, and sang, "In the past, we bathed in the glory of the ancestral gods, and today we are willing to resist the calamity of the ancestral gods until the day when the world is destroyed, the blood is dried up, and the vitality is cut off!"

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi didn't speak, just trembled, hid his face and wept.

This is the Wheel Wheel Lord who is still in the cradle, and in this life he once again felt the warm afterglow from his previous life, as if through the dust of time, radiating to his somewhat lonely and tired body, so that he continued to firmly believe that he should never choose to give up, because in this long life, there are still people who have not given up on him, but have chosen to trust and follow without wavering.

Thousands of years later, among the Moko Holy Clan, who had already stood at the pinnacle of all realms and all races and had become a behemoth, those powerful monks who were lucky enough to witness this scene and had already become old men would still tell the scene of this night when their fate was turned upside down over and over again.

And that's just the beginning.

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