In the evening.

In a valley on the outskirts of the Forbidden Wasteland, the white and immaculate moon shines high.

Scattered throughout the valley are stone houses of rugged style, with unidentified pieces of dried meat hanging from the outside.

In the middle of the many stone houses is a large square, and an altar is built in the center of the square, and the strange thing is that the altar is not dedicated to the gods and ghosts, but to a tree, a huge green tree.

Beneath the altar was a dense crowd of prostrated people, led by an old man holding a green branch, dressed in formal black sacrificial clothes, with a dignified expression and a mantra in his mouth.

With each incantation, wisps of green breath floated out of the branches and flew to the trees on the altar, and as the green breath increased, the trees on the altar became more and more vibrant.

"Quick, sacrifice!" said the old man in a brisk and low voice.

As soon as the words fell, a strong man next to him grabbed a monster with a dark body, black horns, markings, and four eyes distributed on the head in his right hand.

The strong man's strong right hand gripped the monster's neck so that it could not move, and then drew a short blade from his waist and slashed it at the monster's throat.

Snort –

Black blood spurted out, quickly soaking the entire altar.

Ding! Ding!

A series of jingling sounds sounded on the altar, and the quaint and desolate stone altar suddenly lit up with green runes, and these runes were scattered around the altar, emitting light and shining on the people around them.

The people under the altar were illuminated by this light, and instantly felt a hundred times more energetic, and some old scars on their bodies slowly healed, and they continued to bow down to the altar and pray silently under great joy.

A happy smile appeared on the face of the strong man, and he hurriedly looked at the old man in front of him, the old man seemed to sense his gaze, shook his head, and the strong man's smile disappeared, and he lowered his head and sighed.

The green rune light on the altar gradually converged, floating up from the altar and flying towards the large tree in the middle.

The green tree absorbed the runes and shook the branches of the tree as if it had eaten a full meal.

The old man in the black sacrificial robe, chanting a spell in his mouth, waved the green branch in his hand, and suddenly a pale green energy flew towards the big tree.

Rumble!

A huge pillar of energy suddenly rose from the tree, and this pillar of energy went straight into the sky and could be seen within a radius of ten miles.

"The spirit, the god of the tree has appeared. ”

"Dryad bless!"

"Lord of well-being, please protect me!"

The people under the altar looked excited and kept praying and bowing.

"Silence!" the old man snorted, not loud, but ringing in everyone's ears.

The old man's majesty surprised everyone, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and closed their mouths, and the scene instantly became quiet.

Phew-

Suddenly, the big tree in the center of the altar moved, and a branch shook slightly, and a green crystal leaf flew towards the crowd like an arrow off the string.

The green leaves flew in front of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old skinny boy, disappeared into the eyebrows, and disappeared.

............

Lin Ling had a dream, a fantasy and strange dream.

He dreamed that he had become a little boy and had grown up in a dangerous land, a land of great danger, with many monsters, demons, many forbidden places, and, of course, many magical people.

The tribe sacrifices Feng Jiuyue Feng Lao, he is such a magical person, in Lin Ling's opinion, Feng Lao's means are very magical, and he can actually cast a 'spell' to make the injured person recover, without having to see a doctor.

What's even more amazing is that Feng Lao was able to use some mysterious and powerful power to kill the invincible monster in Lin Ling's opinion, the reason why it was described as 'some' was because Lin Ling had never seen it with his own eyes, but this powerful power still made Lin Ling very envious.

The most amazing thing is that Feng Lao was able to communicate between the gods and the man, offer sacrifices, sacrifice to the gods, tell the gods the wishes of the people, and pray for the gods to send down the gods.

This mysterious and dangerous world made Lin Ling awe and yearning, although he knew that it was just a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, he would return to the reality of the earth, continue to work the next day, and then get off work, starting a cycle of nonsense and boredom. Oh, maybe in the end he will return to his hometown, and then get married and have children on a blind date, and live this life plainly.

During a sacrifice, the tree god appeared and flew out a spiritual leaf, which finally flew to Lin Ling's forehead, Lin Ling instinctively reached out and touched his forehead, and then fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Ling woke up in a daze.

The strong sunlight shone on the bed through the wooden window, Lin Ling's eyes stinged, he covered it with his hand, the light dimmed a little, and looked around.

This sight made Lin Ling's heart frightened, and when he looked up, he was sitting on a stone bed, surrounded by some household objects, and the walls made of stone were full of rough and wild style.

Isn't this the house he grew up and lived in in his dream for more than ten years? Could it be that I am still dreaming and have not woken up yet?

Lin Ling twisted the flesh on his thighs in a panic.

Hiss –

It hurts! A sharp pain came, causing Lin Ling to jump to his feet and rub his bruised thighs.

Then Lin Ling figured it out, this is definitely not a dream, did I cross over?

In his memory, when he was in the Earth Rental House, when Lin Ling was playing games on his laptop, he fell asleep on the table, and then the fragments of his dreams kept flashing in his mind.

Squeak!

The sound of the wooden door opening came, and Lin Ling was startled and hurriedly sat up.

It was a sturdy man in animal skin clothes who came in, and when he saw Lin Ling wake up, his face was happy, and he laughed loudly: "Great, Ling, you finally woke up." ”

Lin Ling recognized this man as Lin Qianshi, the leader of the Qingyang tribe, and he was still a little related, so he hurriedly got up and said, "I've seen Uncle Shi." ”

Lin Qianshi nodded, smashed his mouth and said, "Ling, you kid has taken shit luck this time, and he was actually gifted by the tree god, let's see if there are any changes in you." ”

Lin Ling thought of that green leaf, was that the gift of the tree god?

Nodding, Lin Ling looked at his thin body, and finally said with a bitter face, "Uncle Shi, is there a mistake, are you sure I got the gift of the tree god?"

Lin Qianshi looked at him suspiciously, nodded and said, "This is still false, the people of the entire tribe saw it with their own eyes that day, and Feng Lao personally confirmed it." When it came to Feng Lao, Lin Qianshi had a respectful look on his face.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Feng Lao is still waiting for you, come with me.

There is a black stone house in the north of the Qingyang tribe, which is close to the cliff, the terrain is steep and inconspicuous, but it is worshiped as a place of gods by the tribesmen, and people passing by here will stop and bow respectfully in the direction of the stone house every time.

Feng Jiuyue Feng Lao is definitely the authority of the Qingyang tribe, he is like a guardian saint who has guarded the Qingyang tribe for hundreds of years, so that the tribe is free from war and monsters.

When Lin Ling saw Old Man Feng, this old man who had been baptized by the years was boiling a pot of medicine in the courtyard of the stone house.

The boiler is as black as iron, and the fragrance of medicine is pervasive.

Dressed in black, Feng Lao sat calmly on a stone bench, throwing a medicinal herb into the boiler from time to time.

"Sit down. Feng Lao glanced at Lin Ling.

Lin Ling sat down with some trepidation in his heart, he had been in the Qingyang tribe for more than ten years, he knew very well how powerful this old man was in his old age, and the prestige of the old man in the tribe was incomparable even if he was the leader.

"Are you a little confused? Or confused?"

After a while, Feng Lao stopped his movements and looked at Lin Ling.

Lin Ling nodded hurriedly, can you not be confused? Can you not be confused? You come and try it.

"The Forbidden Wasteland is the most miraculous place on the entire continent, and at the same time it is also the most dangerous place. There are the most dangerous and treacherous monsters here, there are desolate graves, forbidden places, and countless people die here every year. The Qingyang tribe stood in the wasteland for nine hundred and fifty-four years, although a large number of clansmen died every year, but it was also safe, the clansmen fought for luck, and the lord of health protected the Qingyang tribe from disaster. ”

"It's a good thing that the tree god has appeared and blessed you this time, maybe you can bring hope to the tribe, you know?"

Elder Feng said slowly, his small eyes looking at Lin Ling fixedly.

Lin Ling nodded blankly, scratched his head again, and said, "But, I don't know what I can do?"

Feng Lao didn't speak, scooped up a spoonful of green liquid medicine from it, put it in a ceramic square bowl, brought it to Lin Ling, and motioned for him to drink it.

A strong medicinal fragrance came, Lin Ling perked up, knowing that this was a big medicine that was good for him, and hurriedly swallowed it in two or two mouthfuls.

Thundered!

There seemed to be thunder and roar in Lin Ling's spiritual world, and there was a burst of fragrance from his body, his thoughts were unprecedentedly clear, and the light of wisdom was shining.

"Go back, go back to sleep first, and come back tomorrow morning when the stars light up. Feng Lao said with a smile, and walked into the dark stone house with a green branch.

"Hiccup!"

Lin Ling burped, bowed respectfully to the stone house, and then walked slowly down the mountain with dangling steps.