The dense crowd sat cross-legged one after another, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the Baofeng Bridge, which became the most eye-catching existence. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lone wolf looked at the altar in the crowd, his eyes calm, but deep in his heart was full of pain.

It was once his burial place, trampled on by thousands of people, and even beasts could trample on it, and now, his mother is still in it, and he has to endure this pain, how can he not feel pain in his heart!

However, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, he was very calm today, and the patriarch next to him was worried, wiping his forehead from time to time, and there seemed to be a cold sweat.

The lone wolf glanced at him, and the patriarch immediately bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry. ”

The lone wolf said, "What about them?"

"It's all lurking, but five of them have disappeared. ”

The patriarch said, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

The lone wolf was silent for a moment, with a hint of determination in his eyes, and said, "I've dragged them down, but don't worry, the Sky Fox Department will make enough compensation." ”

The patriarch looked happy, nodded vigorously, and said no more.

The Phantom found Kino's name in the dense crowd, her eyes full of worry, and she looked at the lone wolf, her eyelids fluttering.

A trace of purple light appeared in the sky, it was the first ray of sunlight in the morning, which fell on all the bright places of the Baofeng tribe, also on the Baofeng Bridge, on the people on both sides of the river, on the soldiers, and of course on the countless monks sitting on the plate, everyone's expressions were clearly visible under the light, they were different, they were a portrayal of the heart, but they were not.

Suddenly, a drum beat sounded, and the warriors and tribesmen on both sides of the river fell to the ground one after another, while the monks sitting cross-legged at this time got up one after another.

Naturally, Mu Ming is unfamiliar with this scene, but the old patriarch has seen it many times, so he reminds Mu Ming from time to time.

The sound of the drums was muffled, but unlike the previous horn sounds, the drums had a peculiar melody that sounded like a hammer on the heart, making the heartbeat beat involuntarily follow the melody.

Kikina felt his heart beat faster, and the divine power in his meridians was also a little faster.

This is a war drum, which can catalyze the war spirit, and beating this war drum during a group battle can make the monk's blood boil, and the spirit and spirit will always reach the peak.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose and a puff of smoke appeared out of thin air, soon enveloping the Baofeng Bridge, and many people were accustomed to it, and the people on both sides of the river cheered.

When the gale disappeared, there were dozens of people above the altar, and they were the heads of the ten clans and the mountain gods.

Behind them, a square stone seat appeared out of thin air, and they saluted to the people from all directions, and the others bowed respectfully, while the people of the tribe bowed three times and bowed nine times, cheering and cheering.

"Tribesmen, I haven't seen you for a long time, I have heard your voices, and I feel your wishes. ”

An old man on the altar said calmly, although his voice was not loud, but it clearly fell into everyone's ears.

Ki Na looked at it, but when he saw this person, Ki Na's eyes were full of doubts, because this old man was the old fisherman he had met at the beginning.

Although he had doubted the identity of this person before, Ki Na felt that it was at most an elder or something, but this person's identity was obviously the most dazzling existence in the group.

He was standing in the center of the group, and they were all looking at him with respect, and their pedestals were all around him, obviously defending him, and he was the center of the group.

The old patriarch noticed Kimina's strange appearance and quietly asked the reason, he thought that Kikina was shocked by this big scene.

Mu Ming shook his head and said, "Do you remember those five fish?"

The old patriarch smiled, these five fish were rare, and he couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "What's the matter? You once said that this was an old man who gave you away, why did you suddenly say this?"

Mu Ming said: "It was sent by that person." ”

The old patriarch was stunned at first, followed Mu Ming's gaze, and after a while, he couldn't help but open his mouth, obviously shocked.

"Old mountain god?" the old patriarch snorted.

Mu Ming said: "I didn't expect it to be him." ”

The old patriarch was silent, his eyes were full of suspicion, and he looked at Mu Ming, as if he was sure, but after seeing Mu Ming talking to himself, he no longer doubted, and then he was overjoyed, but his voice was lower, and he said: "I can't think of it, I can get the yin and yang fish given by this person, yes, it is rare to see one yin and yang fish, even if it is caught, there will be more than three, how can I forget." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but touch the storage bag, for fear that the contents would be lost.

"Blessed are the mountain gods!"

Suddenly, countless people erupted into loud sounds, which were blessings from both sides of the strait, from these cultivators.

Mu Ming suddenly saw countless white qi condensed above the Baofeng Bridge, and there were also white qi flying in farther away.

"What a strong willingness!" the old patriarch also shouted, and then said in a low voice.

Mu Ming also muttered, and from the heart, and then found that there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if the world in front of him was much clearer, and when he looked at the mountain god, his face became clearer, as if he had been pulled into the distance all of a sudden.

"The old patriarch can also see that wishing power?" said Mu Ming, which is usually only seen by the mountain god.

However, the old patriarch said: "No, but it suddenly became hot there, and in the past, it would only appear when the old mountain god was sacrificed, and the heart and mind of the mountain god were sympathetic, but it was far from being so vigorous." ”

So it was, Mu Ming felt as if there was an extra silk thread in his heart, it was the connection with the Baofeng tribe, and faintly, there was a force to give back, and his spirit body began to solidify by half a point.

Mu Ming's heart moved, and he silently recited the prayer a few times, and found that the connection was clear again, and the spirit body was also changing, and when he looked at the old man, it seemed that the old man was a little closer again.

"There is a god three feet above your head!"

If there is a presence of awe in your heart, and you pray sincerely, then there will be the power of the underworld to protect you, and Kina's understanding of the mountain god is a little more, and this trip is really worthwhile.

Of course, this is also the reason why the praying person is strong, and the name of the person who calls them can be perceived, so as to bring down Fury, of course, the practitioner is strong, and when praying, it will also strengthen the power of the mountain god.

In fact, this is also an exchange of cause and effect, and it is also an exchange of mental strength.

The old man pressed his hand, and the crowd on both sides of the strait got up, but their eyes were still blazing, and the tribal leaders sat cross-legged.

Seeing this scene in the crowd, the lone wolf pursed his lips slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes!

The phantom sighed slightly, his worry even deeper.

At the Confucius Temple, an old sweeping man's gaze penetrated and he couldn't help but shake his head, "The ink snake is stronger than before." ”

"Senior, what is your position!" Suddenly, a white leaf flew in, and the old man flicked his fingers, and the white leaf turned into a woman in white in front of the old man.

The old man who swept the floor was not surprised, and said: "It's still the same, after watching it for so long, do you see anything?"

The woman said: "It's still as unfathomable as ever, but it's strange that the predecessors are so dedicated to cultivation, but they are so obscure, I don't know how the ink snake will feel if he knows?"

The old man waved the broom in his hand and swept out several fallen leaves at the horns, "You can't see too many things, and so am I, but others may not be invisible." ”

The woman looked at the fallen leaves and said, "But what if too many people see it?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Don't fight or disturb, naturally don't worry or worry, be an old tree, a fallen leaf, and be at peace with what happens." ”

The woman looked like she was only a teenager, a girl, but with a calm look in her eyes, she suddenly smiled, very cute, and shook her head slightly.

The girl waved her sleeves, and the fallen leaves under her feet flew one after another, and finally fell to the root of the ginkgo tree, as if it was because of too much force, and the old tree couldn't help but tremble a few times.

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop!" said the girl.

The old man looked at the girl and said, "Don't you want to raise your son but don't you want to wait for your ......?"

The girl's eyes changed, but then she was indifferent, and said, "My brother has been here?"

The old man said: "Here, the obsession is still very deep, and the demons in my heart are even worse!"

The girl showed concern, and a cold voice appeared, "They all deserve to die!"

The old man put down the broom, and then came to the old tree, and the earthen pot in the charcoal brazier beside him began to boil, and a fragrant smell wafted out.

The girl also came, and lifted one end of the earthen pot with her bare hands, poured a cup of tea for the old man, and poured another cup for herself.

The girl raised her glass and nodded slightly, about to finish it, but the old man shook his head.

"Life is like tea, and an empty cup is the truth!"

The girl listened to the old man, and her eyes changed, and the cup in front of her was already empty.

At this time, the old man said: "Only in this way can the essence be broken, otherwise it will be in vain no matter how much it is." ”

The girl's face changed, and she shook the cup gently, and the cup in her hand returned to its previous appearance.

"The seniors are still the same as before, do you mean that I was blinded and couldn't see the final result!, but the seniors seemed to have forgotten that there was nothing in this cup, just tea was poured in, so naturally I had to drink it all. ”

The girl said calmly, but did not drink it quickly, but tasted it slowly.

"Yes, the beginning and the result are the same, they are all empty cups, and the question is who will drink. ”

The old man looked at this scene and nodded secretly, but at this time the girl frowned slightly, "It's not important, the result is the same......" The girl smacked her lips slightly, and her voice paused.

I didn't expect my predecessor to meet an irrelevant person, but the tea is good tea!" the girl added.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "People are also wonderful people, if you don't have to, don't hurt people's lives." ”

The woman said: "The predecessor saw the wrong person, although I am ruthless, but I will not do anything to an unrelated person!"

The old man was silent for a moment, exhaled lightly, and said, "In this case, you can end this cause and effect, I will not intervene, but if you dare to harm one party, I don't mind suppressing it." ”

"Got it!" the girl snorted coldly, and then silently drank tea.

At this time, the area around Baofeng Bridge also began to quiet down, and a shaman began to sing: "The hundred clans are coming, Baofeng is grateful, all the clans are united, and the horse Yonghui!"

And the old patriarch in the crowd said: "The horse is the name of the Baofeng tribe for a long time, and the horse is the totem ancestor of the Baofeng tribe at that time, but it was renamed later." ”

Only then did Mu Ming understand the meaning of the horse, and at this time, the priest said, "Hundred tribes worship!"

As soon as the words fell, someone appeared next to Mu Ming, but it was a boy, and the boy said respectfully: "Lord Mountain God, I will lead the two of you to worship later!"

Mu Ming nodded, and the old patriarch's face was also different, revealing excitement.

The same was true in other places, where boys and virgins appeared around the chiefs of the tribes, and some of them began to chant incantations.

The same is true of the boy next to Kimina, who only feels a spatial fluctuation around him.

"This is a teleportation array, which can directly teleport the mountain god-sama over!" said the boy.

"Why is that?" said Kina, because the surroundings were also quite wide, and he could walk directly to it.

The boy said, "There is a ban here, and no one can move a hundred feet!"

Mu Ming was dumbfounded, but nodded silently.

At this time, there were spatial fluctuations in the distance, and three people appeared on the Baofeng Bridge, and one of them could be heard in a loud voice: "Xue Bao, the head of the Xue family, has seen the mountain gods, I have seen all the adults, I wish you all ten thousand blessings, the head of the Xue family wants to contribute thousands of medium-grade spars on behalf of the Xue family, ten soul foxes, a pair of wild beast bones, 100,000 catties of dried meat, 1,000 catties of herbs, and 100,000 catties of winter valley......"

More than ten names were reported in a row, and there was an uproar underground, and many people were shocked by the Xue clan's actions.

And Mu Ming was the same, he couldn't help but look at the patriarch, and the patriarch said: "All resources are shared by the ten clans, which are considered war materials, if they are wartime, they will be distributed back, in short, it has nothing to do with us, but the Xue clan is really generous!"

Mu Ming nodded, and said in his heart that this is the Xue clan making a stand, but it is not necessary to be alarmed that the resources of these tribes are almost the accumulation of a hundred Dongshan tribes.

"Wait!" said the old patriarch, as if to imply something. (To be continued.) )