In addition to the clan gods, the one who knows the god tree best is Xuan Zhongxing. 10,000 years ago, he was a child. One night, he sneaked up near the sacred tree and witnessed it eating corpses. The green branches swept away the corpse like tentacles. He didn't hear the sound of the body being chewed.

The gentleman of the clan said that the sacred tree varies from person to person, and there are two types of it. Whoever sees what is true thinks of himself as false, and whoever sees what he sees is false, he does not think of himself as true. Beyond the sacred tree, the place where the people are in the middle is where the people belong......

That gentleman chattered, and the young Xuan Zhongxing couldn't understand it. Even if he asked, the gentleman just shook his head and said nothing. Later, when he was older, he thought he would ask the gentleman again, but the gentleman died of old age with the secret. Later, when he became the patriarch, he once passed under the sacred tree at midnight, and it happened that the sacred tree was eating corpses. And he stood boldly before the sacred tree and looked intently. He saw a different landscape through the green branches. Just as he was scrutinizing it, the night crying lord said angrily: This is a taboo, your position can only understand this, so that the people of the people can walk around the sacred tree in awe, revere it, worship it, and even after death, the heart yearns for it......

With his identity, he is naturally powerless to talk to the night crying adult, and for the past 10,000 years, he has been imagining all the time, where the blue and shining is. For countless years, the sacred tree had eaten corpses, but this time the god was going to offer a huge piece of cake, and he didn't know how the sacred tree would react.

Xuan Zhongxing squinted his eyes and looked into the air, the scorching sun was approaching, and the sacrificial ceremony could not be retreated. He grabbed Feng Ge in his hand and warned in a low voice: "If the divine tree doesn't let you touch the pastries, you don't have to fight, lest you suffer a big loss!"

"Grandpa, but I've already promised Grandpa the Dwarf. If you don't get a piece of cake, Fengge will lose her trust. Besides, grandpa doesn't have to worry, grandma said, my body, if the divine realm doesn't make a move, no one can match me!"

Xuan Zhongxing sighed: "That divine tree is no longer under the control of the powerhouses of the god realm. If you see something, pretend to ignore it. ”

Fengge just nodded blindly.

The twelve elders of the Xuantian clan acted as priests, divided into two columns, and stood on both sides of the altar. The huge piece of cake and the Mortal God Fu Ming were trapped in a formation, and they were carried over by several great sword masters.

Everything was ready to stop, Xuan Zhongxing bowed to the dwarf and said, "Please ask the clan god to preside over the sacrifice!"

The dwarf tilted his head and glanced at the endless crowd in the distance, then moved his gaze upwards to rest on the canopy. He arched his hand to the Divine Tree very perfunctorily, and said in a loud voice: "Xuantian Clan God Kao, chasing the wind, I have seen Lord Divine Tree, I don't know this food, are you still satisfied?"

Xuan Zhongxing was angry and happy in his heart, what is the matter? This clan god didn't put the divine tree in his eyes at all, let alone say that it was not spiritual, even if the divine tree was psychic, it would definitely be angry with the clansmen because of the dwarf's actions. In this case, isn't this act of worship a show? This is not your own daily play, but many people around you are watching.

Even if Xuan Zhongxing is angry, he can only hold it. He stepped forward and whispered, "Lord Clan God, Cloud Palm is watching you. ”

The dwarf still raised his head, his black eyes moved to the lower right, glanced at Xuan Zhongxing with disdain, and said in a low voice: "You don't need to remind you of this, today, I just want everyone to know that it is better to rely on yourself than on the divine tree!"

"My lord, no. There is a sacred tree, at least everyone thinks in one place, and makes efforts in one place. If you uproot this sacred tree today, the human heart will have no foundation, and I am afraid that it will be unstable. If it's okay as usual, at this time, it's a time of tribulation, you see-"

"That's it. The dwarf finally straightened his neck, and said, "I just can't get used to seeing this witch tree that only knows how to eat corpses, the Xuantian clan of Nuoda, actually believe in such strange things, don't you think it's strange?"

"Uh-" Xuanzhongxing fixed his mind: "Zhongxing thinks that there must be a reason for Yun Zhangzuo's request. When Zhongxing was young, he also heard some rumors, although the rumors are not true, but because of the sacred tree and cohesion, this is the greatest value of its existence so far. Otherwise, what is the use of the body?"

The dwarf nodded and said, "The truth is this, I just can't get used to it." A good corpse, let this monster eat, this is not like words, it makes me sick just thinking about it. Xiao Zhongxing, if I, Kao, die, you must remember, find a place where my body is incorruptible, and save me. When my descendants come to this bird land, they will bring me back to my homeland. Speaking of which, I really miss Lake Mora and the little cubs there......"

"Kao god, these words—" Xuan Zhongxing raised his eyes and glanced at the dwarf and said, "Unlucky." ”

The dwarf stretched out his hand, snapped, and hit Xuan Zhongxing's head, saying, "You actually take it seriously!"

"Smack!", and the dwarf froze. Who dares to make a move against the clan god? With his cultivation, in the entire Xuantian clan, only that fairy dares to do something to him, can be his opponent, but will not attack him. However, at the moment when the small palm was about to fall on the top of his head, he was stunned. He saw that the little girl in front of him was actually Fengge, and he was stunned by this kung fu, so he was beaten like this, this-who to reason with?

"Don't bully my grandfather!" Feng Ge pouted, tears glinted in his eyes. Thinking about it, she was wronged for her grandfather, except for her brother in this clan, it was her grandfather who treated her well. Although Master Cheap is also very good to her, she always treats him as a dog. In such a situation, how could she allow others to bully her grandfather?

The dwarf glanced at the crowd in the distance, raised an eyebrow, and cleared his throat. Xuan Zhongxing immediately pulled Feng Ge back, and said angrily: "Say it quickly, you didn't mean it!"

The dwarf frowned, what do you mean? Hit the clan god, it was not intentional, forget it? Is there any rule in this? I, Kao? Isn't the face of chasing the wind lost. Just as he was about to pretend to be angry, he saw that Fengge smiled and said, "Grandpa, I understand." He raised his face and said to the dwarf: "Grandpa the clan god, Fengge knows that you didn't mean it just now. ”

The dwarf clicked his lips, swallowed, and said, "This is—"

Feng Ge hurriedly said: "Da Qingniu said, this is a greeting, it sometimes arches on my head. ”

Xuan Zhongxing saw that the face of the clan god showed a sudden look, and immediately said in a low voice: "My lord is wise, after the soldiers are ordered, I will have this etiquette written into the clan canon." ”

"Write it into the family canon—forget it. If the people ask where this ritual comes from, how should the person who engraved the family code record it? The dwarf looked at Feng Ge with satisfaction, and said, "When you retreat from the Underworld, you must let your big green ox come to see me." ”

Feng Ge shook his head and said, "No, he has a big temper. Our Xuantian clan god, he doesn't pay attention to it at all, every time I get angry, he will listen to me. ”

The dwarf almost stumbled, and said in his heart, this face is too big. It turned out that the little girl didn't take herself seriously. In her eyes, she is not even as good as a cow. Besides, the people of the Xuantian clan fear the gods, and in his opinion, there is no respect at all except fear.

The dwarf took another step forward and said in a deep voice, "Xuantian Clan God Kao, chase the wind, meet Lord Divine Tree!"

Xuan Zhongxing said secretly, the clan god's move is too casual, can't he add some more emotion? Even if it's singing......

What Xuan Zhongxing didn't expect was that the dwarf really sang in a strange voice: "Xuantian Clan God Kao, chase the wind, meet Lord Divine Tree!"

The same sentence, said twice, drew everyone's attention to the dwarf. The dwarf grinned, and then the one got louder and louder, and I don't know how many times it was repeated. It wasn't until everyone saw the ripples of space fluctuations around the Divine Tree that the dwarf stopped, puffed up his chest again, and said arrogantly: "Lord Divine Tree, in these ten thousand years of sleep, there are so many good things to eat, you should always exert some strength! If there is a surprise attack by the enemy, I hope you will take care of the safety of the fathers and elders of the clan!"

Feng Ge was silently reciting the words her grandfather had taught her, when she suddenly felt the dwarf stop. Seeing her grandfather stretching out his hand to her, she jumped to the front of the sacred tree. Chanting aloud: "The messenger of night crying is a lesson for ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark cloud floated in the void, and a shadow poured down from the cloud and poured into the sacred tree. The figure of the crying bird that night showed its shape in the blue sky and daylight, and the tribesmen were very surprised. On the top of the sacred tree, the night crying lord, who was as dark as mist, stretched out his wings, lowered his head and looked at Feng Ge and said, "Little one, do you have anything you want me to answer?"

This is obviously a little different from what Grandpa confessed, Fengge looked back at Grandpa, and saw that Grandpa was just gesturing forward, so that she could reply to the words of the adult crying at night first. So, Feng Ge stood up straight and said, "Feng Ge, beg Lord Night Cry to bless the Xuantian Clan." The underworld is coming, and Feng Ge can't beat it!" As he spoke, Feng Ge lowered his head and twisted his fingers, obviously very disappointed because of his lack of strength.

Lord Night Cry said in a deep voice: "The ancient gods of the Xuantian Clan, that requires clan blood to awaken. I can't be swayed, it's fate. The night crying bird raised his head and said to Yun Ling in the distance: "Presumably, Yun Zhangzuo knows. ”

Yun Ling's demeanor did not change in the slightest, she just looked at this place majestically, and the words of the night crying lord were like a gust of wind, blowing in her ears, and she did not pay any attention to it.

Seeing that Yun Ling didn't say anything, the dwarf hurriedly asked, "Night Crying Strange Bird!

The night crying bird smiled: "Kao, chasing the wind, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, your cultivation has improved, it seems that the Heavenly Tower is really a good place." ”

"Don't detour Lao Tzu, it was because of you that you almost ended up in extinction today! Today, even if you can't make up for it, you have to tell you bluntly!" The dwarf said helplessly: "Liar, it is a lie." There's nothing to be ashamed of! With me dwarf, and some people laugh at you?"

"Do you believe in fate?"

The dwarf's head shook like a wave drum, and said, "It's better to mention less of that kind of thing that can't be seen or touched!"

That means you don't want to know the answer. ”

"You strange bird, but you are in a hurry, come quickly, if you can believe it, what if I Kao believe you once?"

"Fate is-" The night crying bird said with a complicated expression: "Chongtu Xian, the underworld army retreats!"

"What?" the dwarf said angrily, "That Chongtu has disappeared since ancient times, how can it appear in my clan?"

"Night Crying Lord!" Yun Ling raised his voice and said, "That Chongtu, can you really show up?"

The night cry is humane: "For example, the saint Chongtu chose eight disciples among the hundred clans back then, and the eight disciples were saintly after practicing for only a hundred years. In order to relieve the suffering of the underworld, the eight saints turned into bones and left, and they have become a mystery so far. Only his teacher Chongtu, because the bloodline is not pure, can not go with the disciples, the Xuantian clan does not put the hundred clans in their eyes, and there are countless human sages among the hundred clans, a Xuantian clan naturally cannot stand in the land of the hundred clans, Chongtu left in frustration and returned to the Xuantian clan.

At that time, the Xuantian Clan was still settling in the desert in the Demon Clan's land. The demons invaded several times, but they were all defeated by the Xuantian clan. In order to get along with the demons, Chongtu went east alone, entered the Xuan Demon City, and met the demon king. The Xuantian people finally enjoyed peace. As for what Chongtu said to the Demon King, there is no record in the historical materials, and no one knows.

It is said that although Na Chongtu is only in the human realm, he is well versed in the art of divine breath, and even if he sits for tens of thousands of years, it will not affect his lifespan. Such a person, don't say that he is not in the Xuantian Clan, even if he appears in front of your eyes, who can know it?"

Yun Ling nodded as she listened, she thought the same way, but the dwarf didn't think so.

He worshiped under the Mobai Sect at the end of the ancient years, and if Chongtu was in the ancient years when he accepted the disciples, he would have to go back at least 23,000 years. Besides, Master is very young and like an immortal. How could he teach the master with the cultivation of the human realm of Chongtu? Of course, he didn't dare to ask the master about such a thing......