Thinking about what Grandpa Ling said to him before, it seems that Grandpa Ling has long been fighting the idea of the peach god.

Not only do you have to build a set of weapons for yourself with the heart wood of the peach god, but now you have to burn the branches of the peach god and all the materials except the heart of the tree and devour it into your own fire.

But everything was for his own sake, Wang Zhong felt quite warm in his heart, and looked at the old Grandpa Ling with grateful eyes.

Grandpa Ling saw through what Wang Zhong was thinking at a glance, smiled kindly, and asked him to practice hard, these are not problems.

It was Situ Yan, with an expectant look on her face, looking forward to what would happen tomorrow.

Now Situ Yan has almost recovered from his injuries.

The scar on her face faded, and she could hardly see that she was born in a tribe, and her temperament was more heroic and sassy, and she was a heroine among women.

It is recorded in the book that Mulan joined the army for her father, and she is a person who belongs to the category of Mulan.

Night.

Wang Zhong is meditating and meditating with his eyes crossed.

The entire Dongshan Village, as well as hundreds of people in Tao Village, fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, the stone statue of the god of Dongshan towering at the entrance of Dongshan Village is blooming with dazzling brilliance.

This brilliance is like a canopy, just above the head of the stone statue.

The golden light was brilliant, rendering the ancient, mottled stone statue with a new look, and the body was draped with a golden light armor, as if the stone statue was about to come to life.

Shout!

A golden light burst out, and then divided into hundreds, entering the houses built in Taocun.

The people of Taocun who slept soundly all had gods in their dreams at this time.

Tao Lao's house is in the center of all the houses in Tao Village, surrounded in the middle, like a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

This is what Tao Lao requires, and it is also built according to the feng shui pattern of a hundred birds and a phoenix, symbolizing that all the villagers of Tao Village, with him as the center, bow to him.

At this time, Tao Lao was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, when a golden light swept into his residence, enveloping him.

Immediately, in his sleep, a phantom figure dressed in a golden dragon robe and wearing a golden canopy stood in front of him.

When Tao Lao saw this phantom, he instantly bowed and worshipped, and the real thing didn't seem like he was dreaming.

Because he found that behind him, the entire villagers of Tao Village, from the eighty-year-old old man to the three or two-year-old children, were all here.

"I am the god of Dongshan, control the sky, govern the nine shades, today for you and other guardian gods, tomorrow the rooster crows three times, prepare offerings and worship only me!"

This loud voice was deafening, and as soon as he finished speaking, the golden phantom disappeared.

Tao Lao woke up from his sleep and found himself in bed, and everything just now couldn't be more real.

At the same time, the villagers of the entire Tao Village were awakened, because they had the same dream as Tao Lao, a real dream.

"Dongshan Spirit?" Tao Lao muttered, and then he was shocked, isn't that the guardian spirit of Dongshan Village?

Whoop!

The first rooster crowed outside, and Tao Lao hurriedly got up to burn incense, change clothes, wash, and use his cleanest appearance and cleanest heart to make offerings to the gods of Dongshan.

The entire Peach Village villagers got up and got busy, and they believed in the real dream.

Whoop!

The rooster crowed for the second time, and more than 500 people from the entire peach village walked out of the house, all carrying baskets in their hands, containing some fruit and other offerings.

At the same time as the rooster crowed for the third time, the entire peach village came to the stone statue of the god of Dongshan.

Tao Lao walked in front and led more than 500 people in Tao Village to worship the stone statue of the god of Dongshan.

This is the god of their dreams, and they cannot afford to be neglected.

Although they joined the Situ tribe and their souls were imprinted into the gods in the totem, who wouldn't want more gods to protect them.

Not to mention protection, they are more afraid of angering the gods of Dongshan.

While they were worshipping, another person also came, and this person was Grandpa Ling.

Grandpa Ling was menacing, holding a woodcutter in his hand.

He walked straight up to the withered Peach God, and then swung his firewood knife and cut the Peach God from the root with a single sword.

The old peach, who was worshipping on the ground, raised his head and saw that the peach god had been cut off by Grandpa Ling, and his face changed greatly on the spot.

"Old ...... Brother, you ......" Boss Peach was shocked, pointing at Grandpa Ling and not knowing what to say.

"Don't panic, brother, I was entrusted by the gods of Dongshan to come to cut down trees. Grandpa Ling smiled and said, "This tree has withered, it has no ability to protect you, and from now on there will only be the gods of Dongshan." ”

Elder Tao let out a sigh, although it was very heartbroken, but he couldn't refute it, last night's dream told everything, cut it, cut it.

"You go on, I'll go first. After Grandpa Ling said a word, he carried the Peach God Tree and left, leaving the entire Peach Village looking at each other.

If it was placed in the past, they would have fought with Grandpa Ling as hard as they could, and the peach god was their belief after all.

But now, they have nothing to say, a dead tree, you can still count on it to protect it, so it is more reliable to worship the gods of Dongshan.

Wang Zhong, Wang Yanran, and Situ Yan, who were standing at the door of the house, were all stunned and indescribable.

This is what they had been looking forward to since last night, and now they finally understood what Grandpa Ling said last night.

"Grandpa Ling, just cut down the peach god like this?" Wang Zhong was still in a dream, it was too unreal.

"Elder Ling, you are this. Situ Yan gave a thumbs up and said respectfully to Grandpa Ling.

Grandpa Ling took a firewood knife and cut the branches on the peach god tree, leaving only the torso as straight as a javelin, and nodded with satisfaction.

Wang Zhong walked over and looked at it, and said in astonishment, "What is this?"

I saw that where the peach god tree was cut and the branches were cut off by the firewood knife, a dark golden liquid came out, sticky to the touch, like blood.

Wang Zhong also put it under his nose and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance, like the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"It's blood. Grandpa Ling explained with a smile: "The peach god has thousands of years, experienced three disasters, and was born under the thunder, and the blood is the peach god." ”

"I see!" Wang Zhong was surprised, and hurriedly wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes.

Wang Yanran picked up a branch the thickness of her little thumb and kept breaking it, and finally gave up, she had never seen a branch as hard as iron.

Situ looked at Grandpa Ling and said, "Elder Ling, how can this ordinary woodcutter cut off this Peach God Tree?"

"It's broken with a single sword. Grandpa Ling replied casually.

Situ Yan picked up the firewood knife and immediately slashed at the branch of the peach god tree.

As a result, a huge cut on the wood knife appeared, and the bark of the branches was not broken at all.

"Just cut off like this......" Situ Yan looked at the firewood knife in his hand, the edge of the knife fell off, and he couldn't believe it.