There is no longer an intoxicating smile on that beautiful face, and there is no longer the sparkle of the past in those clear and moving eyes, and the person who was alive last time has no breath now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Holy Maiden, you can go in peace, I will definitely protect the clan, and everyone will remember what you have done for the clan." Looking at the quiet person in front of him, the Great Elder said in a hoarse cry.

The rest of the tribe also wept and expressed their admiration for the spiritual heart.

The villagers carefully put away the bronze columns and chains, and then respectfully took her body to the burial chamber that had been prepared for burial.

There are burials of the saints of the past dynasties, which is considered a forbidden place in the clan, and the elders are buried on the periphery of the tomb, which means that they will continue to guard the sacredness of the medicine clan after death.

After everything was done, it was already dawn, and the villagers, who had escaped the threat of monsters, could finally go out with confidence.

When they arrived at the medicine field and saw the scene in front of them clearly, their faces were full of disbelief.

The elixir, which had just grown two days ago, had withered again, and the verdant green leaves had been replaced by yellow-brown.

"How so?"

"yes, what's going on?"

"Aren't all the monsters destroyed?"

"Is it that the aura has been sucked away by something again?"

Everyone turned their heads and ears, speculating on various possibilities, but none of them could say a reasonable basis.

"I see, let's go and see if the spiritual spring has dried up, won't we?" One villager suggested.

When the rest of the people heard this, they also felt that there was some reason, since the spiritual energy here was depleted, the flow of water in the spring must have also changed.

A group of people quickly rushed to the vicinity of the spiritual spring, and as soon as they arrived, a pungent stench came with the wind, and the people who smelled it only felt a surge in their stomachs, and they almost wanted to vomit.

Finally, they endured the stench and went to the side of the stone pit, and everyone realized that the stench was coming from the spring water, and then looked at the spring water, which turned into a black viscous liquid.

A grasshopper leaped forward from the side of the pit, and when it accidentally touched a loose stone, it fell into the black spring, which quickly corroded into a puddle of green liquid and melted into the black spring.

This scene frightened everyone, and they hurriedly took a few steps back, away from the spring, for fear that they would also be contaminated and become like grasshoppers!

"This, this, how did this spiritual spring water become like this?" A villager stammered.

"Obviously it was fine a few days ago!" Another villager scratched his head, the same unclear.

"Go back and tell the elders that this herb is dead again, how will we live in the second half of the year!" The middle-aged woman cried out in pain.

They don't know how to hunt or farm, so they all rely on growing herbs and preparing elixirs to exchange with other tribes for what they need.

The herbs planted in the first half of the year were destroyed by the willow spirit, which was enough to make them heartbroken, and they finally met a very powerful Yang Xiaoding to solve the willow tree for them, but they didn't expect that it would be not long before they encountered such a disaster.

Everyone realized the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly trotted back to the village.

After listening to the villagers' gossip descriptions, the Great Elder and the Second Elder were shocked, and immediately rushed to the medicine field to check before believing this fact.

"Quick, go and bring some antidote powder from the village to see if you can get rid of the impurities in the water." The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

Immediately, a villager was ordered to go back to get the medicine, and after a while, he rushed back with Lingzuo, who had reached the age of thirteen and had just succeeded to the position of saint, and a large number of bottles and cans.

"Elder, all the medicines in my clan that have antidote effects are here, you can try to see if you can do it!" After Ling Zuo finished speaking, he handed the medicine bag in his hand to the Great Elder.

"Yes, Holy Maiden."

The Great Elder looked serious, took the medicine bag very solemnly, and poured some of the powder in each bottle into the spring water with the two elders, who knew that after trying all the medicine in the medicine bag, the spring water was still viscous black, and it was useless at all.

"This, how can this be good!" Lingzuo asked anxiously, she was still young, if it weren't for Lingxin's sacrifice, it would not be her turn to take over the position of the saint, but she didn't expect to encounter this situation on the first day, which made this little girl who was not deeply involved in the world panic.

"Alas, the heavens are going to kill my medicine clan!" The Great Elder sighed and closed his eyes in despair.

First, the willow spirit absorbed the aura, and then encountered a monster and hurt people, and after it was finally solved, the spiritual spring was polluted again, and the recent series of blows have made this old man who is more than half a hundred years old lose hope.

"The elixir can't solve it, what else can be done." The second elder's face was not very good-looking.

After a few months, there was still no way to solve the pollution of the spring water, and the people of the medicine clan could no longer survive.

Desperate people went out one after another to find a new place suitable for planting spiritual grass, or to find another way of living, and gradually only the old, weak, sick and disabled were left in the village.

After a few more years, the medicine clan without a plan completely declined, and was soon occupied by other tribes, and the tribesmen were also assimilated, and the mysterious race that was once famous for its medical skills went to extinction, and many years later, no one even remembered whether this tribe existed.

Different from the fall of the medicine clan, Yang Xiaoding was very excited after leaving, he hugged the flower pot in his arms tightly, and secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that this gorgeous plant could successfully cure Meng Lian.

At the end of the long space journey, when Yang Xiaoding opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the courtyard where his old Taoist lived.

Well, it's so familiar and warm, Yang Xiaoding raised his head and took a few deep breaths of fresh air, feeling very comfortable.

"Xiaoding, you're back!"

The voice came from the direction of the main house, and Yang Xiaoding followed the sound to look back, and a Qingshan Taoist in a black robe stood at the door, his face full of surprise.

"I'll be back so soon, I thought I'd have to wait a few more days!"

"Well, Master, you don't seem to welcome me back!" Yang Xiaoding looked at his old way speechlessly.

Didn't you say that Xiao Beisheng met for the first time, why didn't the old man look a little happy, really, he didn't care about the apprentice when he turned it into his hand, he was just a negative one!

"Of course I hope you come back, but it's just a little earlier than I expected, well, my apprentice did things really quickly, and he didn't embarrass the master, hahahahaha." After speaking, Qingshan Daoren touched his white beard and laughed proudly.