The dwarves were not interested in the fact that Chongtu was not present. If the legendary ancestor really appeared, what should he do? What should he do if the ancestor who is not a ghost knows that he has turned his back on his master? After thinking about it, I feel that this matter is really boring. Mo said that this matter is impossible, even if it is true, he is the god of the Xuantian clan, so what can Chongtu do with him? As for the master-apprentice relationship between him and Mo Bai, don't mention it.

The most important thing now is to relieve the siege of the underworld, and this bit of military etiquette should be ended quickly.

The dwarf raised his head to look at the night crying bird and said in a loud voice: "Night crying monster bird! I believe you for the time being, but I want the boys to bleed and feed the trees, don't even think about it! 10,000 years ago, it was because I believed in you that I almost wiped out the clan!"

The Night Crying Bird said angrily, "I said before the invasion of the Cursed Celestial Clan 10,000 years ago that the tribulation was a fateful arrangement-"

The dwarf interrupted, "What is the result?" Seeing that the night crying bird was speechless, he added, "So, don't talk to me about the fate of those birds again." I ask you now, is the sacred tree satisfied with this pastry?"

The night crying bird stared at the dwarf for a long time, and said lightly: "This may be the cause of fate. ”

"Don't talk about fate!" When the dwarf said this, he seemed to be extremely disgusted by the word fate, and even jumped up and shouted: "Tell the sacred tree that there is no blood, just this cake, whether you like to eat it or not!"

Xuan Zhongxing really couldn't listen to it, closed his eyes, and said in his heart: This god has damaged the image of the clan god so much in front of everyone, and the clan gods behind him are still watching. Hmm, why is Cloud Boss so indulgent to dwarves? After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with a reason. So, he simply attributed the dwarf's anger to the last Xuantian Clan's tribulation.

In fact, it really made Xuan Zhongxing guess right. If it weren't for the dwarves' belief in night crying birds like before the last tribulation, the Xuantian people would have been able to retain at least some elite disciples. After that tribulation, the elite of the clan can be said to be one out of ten. How did the dwarves know the role of the night crying birds in that tribulation?

The one who knows the dark history of the night crying bird best is the cloud spirit in charge. The day before yesterday, Feng Ge rescued the night crying bird, which made her extremely unhappy. Fortunately, the wind song girl is very well-behaved, and she stalks every day, and there are a lot of ghost ideas to please her. Although she doesn't pay much attention to Fengge now, the depression in her heart has long disappeared, and in the end, she thinks she is old.

Watching the strange changes in Yun Ge's body in the past few days made her feel a kind of pressure like time. Her pressure was not that she was afraid that she would grow old, but that this great Xuantian clan had not been able to find a helmsman so far.

It is imminent to get out of the mountain of forgetting worries. Although the Qing Xuan Palace made her hate it to the core, the future of the Xuantian Clan, she still had to hand it over to someone she could trust. In such a situation in the clan, if they survive this catastrophe, they don't know how much strength they can retain. How can the weak Xuantian Clan calmly stand in front of the Hundred Clans? At this time, it is the Hades Clan, the other three clans of the Dark Four Clans? They are like devils in the dark night watching over endangered lives, and the Xuantian Clan is a rabbit that fights with the devil, and life and death are unknown.

She wants to find the liar named Yanyang, she can only believe in this liar in her life, this is also fate!

"Fate is fate. Yun Ling said weakly: "Since it is a fateful arrangement no matter what, then, the Xuantian clan will believe in themselves once and sacrifice the tree with cakes!

He had been secretly paying attention to Yun Ling's Xuan Fu, and immediately said in a loud voice: "There is an order in the palm of the throne - the Cake Sacrifice Divine Tree!"

Greyhound glanced sideways at Xuan Fu and turned his head to walk in the direction of Xuan Zhongxing. When Bo Bai saw the greyhound leaving, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare, thinking that Huanran couldn't see the Xuanfu the most. The strange thing is that what is annoying Huan Ran, this talisman will come to something. It seems that the battle for this god position will have to be fought sooner or later.

Xuan Zhongxing saw that the dwarf's face did not change, and said in his heart, God, don't make up what is wrong again. Thinking of this, he took a step forward and responded in a loud voice: "Respect the throne order, all the people of Xuantian, bow down and raise your head, and sacrifice to the god tree!"

The dwarf blinked, and said inexplicably: "Little Zhongxing, I heard you right?"

Xuan Zhongxing said in a low voice: "Clan God, you heard it right, it is the Cake Sacrifice God Tree. ”

The dwarf said, "I said the previous sentence. ”

"Bow your head. ”

The dwarf shook his head and said, "It seems that either I'm old or you're useless." I obviously heard you say bow down and raise your head, did I hear it wrong?" the dwarf lowered his head and looked at the greyhound that had just arrived, and said with a complicated expression: "What does this clan god think?"

Greyhound said: "What the patriarch said is right. ”

The dwarf gave the greyhound a blank look, and said to himself, isn't this nonsense?

Xuan Zhongxing was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled at the dwarf again: "Clan God, you are too tired, it is important to rest." ”

The dwarf's expression was wonderful, and his heart was happy, thinking about the past ten thousand years, as long as he thought of the divine tree, he would not be angry. How could he be a god realm powerhouse, and he was actually played by this divine tree. Thinking of the incomprehensible point, he made him not think about tea and rice, of course, with his realm, tea and rice can naturally not think, but he still has to sleep. Now Xuan Zhongxing, a fool, has made a mistake in front of him. What could be more fun than that?

The dwarf thought of this and looked at the crowd outside the field. To his surprise, no one looked up.

Xuan Zhongxing was about to arrange the next step, when the dwarf waved his hand and said, "Wind girl, go to the sidelines to find ten people to come over!"

Feng Geqi said: "What kind of person are you looking for?"

The dwarf didn't reply, and said, "As you please!"

Feng Ge flashed to the outside of the square and said loudly: "I want ten people, come and sign up!"

All of a sudden, with the wind song as the center, the sighs in this area were endless. Because of the presence of the clan gods, everyone did not dare to make a loud noise, but only communicated in a low voice.

A beautiful lady asked, "Wind girl, what do you want ten people to do? Aren't you feeding the Divine Tree?"

"Of course not, the god tree wants to eat, but the god grandpa and the god grandmother don't agree, only give the cake to eat!"

"That-" Mei Jiaoniang's eyebrows flickered, "Do you mean that this is a beautiful difference?"

"Of course, Ciniang, do you want to sign up?"

Ci Niang tugged at Feng Ge's sleeve and whispered: "This is a big business, Feng Girl can't give it away like this!"

Feng Ge said unexpectedly: "Big business? It's just ten people, how can it become a business?"

"That's it, Miss Feng doesn't care, this matter is wrapped up in my mother. Ci Niang said, patted Feng Ge's shoulder and said, "Ten people, you must be satisfied!"

Feng Ge nodded inexplicably, and said in his heart, but it's just ten people, I can count them, is it so troublesome?

Ci Niang turned around and walked into the crowd, and said happily: "There is a difference between the beauty of the clan, only ten people, each of whom starts at 100 yuan stones, and the one with the highest price wins!"

"Hula-la-" Everyone rushed to Ci Niang.

Feng Ge tiptoed and looked at Ci Niang, where could she still see Ci Niang? She had already been overwhelmed by the crowd. I only heard the ci niang say in a loud voice: "No, no, no, the one who says that the price is the highest will get it, and the person will pay 200 yuan stones, and this position should belong to the family." It's called fair play...... Do you think this is to buy vegetables? That's the clan god, meet the clan god, this is the wealth you will use all your life, 200 yuan stone is too expensive? Tell you, there are only these few locations, after this village, there will be no such shop...... No, no, no, this is not my Liuxian Yuan's selection, although your face is very white, but now it can't be folded into yuan stones, isn't it? Otherwise, you will sell it in the back first, and you can get enough yuan stones! However, little brother, maybe you have to sell it hundreds of times, and the current market is not like a few years ago...... This old man, I want you to pay 300 yuan stones, because you touched Ci Niang's breasts, do you think you touched it for nothing? Ci Niang does not accept guests, and now she is still a virgin, if you touch this handful, I will be worthless in the future. So, you have to figure it out, it's two businesses, one yard is one yard...... Little brother, I didn't say anything about you, remember, I came to Liuxian Yuan tonight to find my sister haha...... Yes, yes, now the eighth position has risen to 300, is there anything to shoot?...... What? Three hundred and one dollars? Do you think this is to photograph women and buy calligraphy and paintings? If it is less than 100 yuan, it is better not to open your mouth...... Your shop is worth up to 200 yuan stones, how can you say that much, don't forget, what kind of place is this! The wind girl is still waiting! I count to ten, and if there is no higher bid, the auction will be over...... What? Why are there only nine? How could my mother miss such a good thing?...... Okay, well, you get four hundred dollars, and the ninth position is yours. Let's go, let's go, let's make ......"

The hustle and bustle of the auction has finally come to an end. Fengge has been to an auction house, and it takes half a day to auction a calligraphy and painting. She didn't want this Ci Niang to do this thing so quickly, and it saved her effort. What made her happiest was that the lady secretly gave her a hundred yuan stones, which made her very excited. This is a good thing, although she is the princess of the clan, and the distribution is only three yuan stones a day.

Speaking of which, three yuan stones are already a lot. said that recently, when she was cultivating, she didn't use Yuanshi at all, as long as she ran to Cishui. Her Yuan Shi was secretly given to Da Qingniu by her, and in her eyes, this thing was useless. However, the big green cow likes, that is useful!

Ten men were brought to the dwarf's side, and the dwarf stared at each other. Finally, he stood in front of Ci Niang, cleared his throat, and said with a straight face: "These people - all of them were chosen by you?"

Ci Niang bent her knees slightly, her face was ashamed, and said, "Yes, Lord Clan God!" This was the first time she had spoken to the clan god, and she was standing, which was unprecedented in the clan! Ci Niang said as she straightened her plump chest forward.

The dwarf felt as if the chest was about to press against him, and suddenly his brow seemed to be squeezed. The illusion was bad, and it reminded him of his hometown of Lake Mora. Every time he remembered, he thought of the children there, and this time, he looked terrified, as if he remembered something terrible......

The dwarf froze, glanced sideways, glanced at the other nine, and said, "Your eyes are good. ”

Ci Niang was very surprised, and said in her heart, the vision of this dwarf god is really different from that of the Xuantian people. Which of these people is not crooked melons and cracked dates? It is actually good in his eyes.

Ci Niang said shyly: "Xie Clan God praises, in fact, this is all the credit of Fengge." ”

Feng Ge's mouth was furious, she couldn't see that Grandpa God was very angry? She touched the pocket on her waist, and there was a hundred yuan stones that she had just gotten. She was reluctant to hand it over, it was left to Da Qingniu. Wind Song raised her head and glared at the dwarf.

"Clan god, Ci Niang is in Liuxian Garden, and the little girl's vision is learned there. If the clan god doesn't dislike the little girl, he can do it another day—"

The dwarf avoided Feng Ge's gaze, looked back, and said with some surprise: "Yes, you are not small, and your taste is also very strong!

The lady was flattered, blushing and blushing, and said, "It is the supreme honor of the little woman to be praised by the god of the clan—"

The dwarf's face suddenly darkened, and he said, "What the patriarch said before, you repeat it, it's right, there is a reward!

Ci Niang was stunned for a moment, and said a little nervously: "May I ask the clan god, how to punish it?"

The dwarf raised his head and pointed his chin. Ci Niang looked back and broke out in a cold sweat, it was the guillotine.

Ci Niang looked at the patriarch, and saw that the patriarch just bowed his head and said nothing, so her face showed a look of pleading, and she whispered: "Clan god, what if the little girl thinks it is right?"

"I'll let you repeat, where is all this nonsense?"

"What if the little woman doesn't hear clearly?"

"You're smart. If you don't hear clearly, you'll have to be a smart ghost!"

Ci Niang's face showed a resolute look, and she said loudly: "Ci Niang heard what the patriarch said-" She peeked at the patriarch, and saw that the patriarch closed his eyes and was silent, so she said: "Respect the throne order, Xuantian and all the people, bow down and bow your head, and sacrifice to the god tree!"

The dwarf was a little surprised, nodded, and said, "You stand on the other side!"

The dwarf took another step to the side, looked at the man who looked about the same height as himself, and said angrily, "You say!"

"Lord Clan God, what I heard is—" The man turned to look at Ci Niang, his eyes full of complaint.

Ci Niang raised her head to look at the sky, and she said in her heart: Do you still need to ask me? Who knows, when the man sees Ci Niang looking at the sky, he will be wrong. So he said loudly: "Hui god, what the patriarch said just now is that the throne order, the people of Xuantian, bow down and raise their heads, and sacrifice to the god tree!"

Xuan Zhongxing's heart moved, and he said secretly, am I really wrong? So, looking at Feng Ge, who knew that Feng Ge was chatting with that mortal god at this time, how could he have the heart to deal with him. He could only bow his head and listen. As a result, everyone in the next place said in unison, and they raised their heads! Xuan Zhongxing bowed and said, "Clan God, the little one is really confused!"

"Who dares to say that you are confused? Raise your head is raise your head!" He turned his head to a person and said, "Bow down and raise your head!"

The man immediately fell to his knees, then threw his head back up. The look of pouting and tilting your head is really uncomfortable, but you can always see things. The man seemed to be complacent about performing in front of the clan god, and the action was very marked.

"You have to see clearly!" the dwarf said to the outsider: "This is what the Xuan Patriarch said, you should salute according to the order!"

The twelve elders standing on either side of the sacred tree had a hard look on their faces. They didn't know that the patriarch at this time had been put on the fire, and he would definitely not feel good. This clan ritual is just a few actions, even if the patriarch is wrong, but everyone does it right. Who would have thought that the clan god would lose his temper? At this time, they could only secretly pray for the patriarch to be safe.

"Lord Kao, this posture is really uncomfortable, so let the clansmen get up and watch the ceremony!"

The dwarf turned around and saw that it was the mortal god who was confined in the formation with the piece of cake who spoke, and his heart was full of surprise, he had never imagined that a powerless person could be so enlightened. What the man thinks, is what he thinks. It seems that he is not alone in doubting the demon tree.