Chapter 240: Faith
Binghe stared at the dragon in front of him, although he felt very unfamiliar, his eyes were full of excitement. to his age. He could be sure that there was no similar totem in the Xishan Empire, and it must have come from the East.
"Our tribe has its own totem. Binghe muttered. Having reached this level, Mo Lan no longer had any scruples, picked up Binghe's hand, and smiled slightly.
"Feel it. "Ten Thousand Wheels of Mind. Under the control of Mo Landi, go deep into Binghe's body. Similar internal forces are driven within the glacier. Turning rapidly. In just a few weeks, the internal force in the glacier has been strengthened several times.
When Mo Lan retracted his true qi, Binghe suddenly knelt down in front of Mo Lan, "Mo Lan, although I don't know, how you can use this power. How to learn about our tribes, these long-lost cultures. But I beg you, give it back to us, we need a root, we've been wandering for too long. ”
Mo Lan lifted Binghe up, "Bing Lao, since I stayed, of course I will return them to your clan." But you don't have your own experience, these cultures that have been lost for a long time. This needs to be inherited with heart, and you can't rush it. ”
The Binghe River, who had lived for a hundred years, actually needed Mo Lan's prompt, which made him feel a little embarrassed in his heart, and he sighed secretly, "Yes, for his own clan, the Chinese civilization is too unfamiliar. ”
"Bing Lao, I found that your internal force is very weak, what's the matter? Tianzuo's internal force is several levels stronger than yours. ”
"Internal force?" Mo Lan was slightly surprised, Binghe didn't know the power in his body?
"It's the wisp of power I channeled in you just now. Only then did Binghe know what Mo Lan was referring to, and his eyes lit up, "Is this kind of power called internal force?"
Seeing Mo Lan nodding, Binghe sighed slightly, "I'm old, maybe my comprehension is limited." Ten years ago. Tianzuo discovered the mental method carved in a tree hole in the tribe, and he began to cultivate first. After he had achieved success, he passed on this magical power to the entire clan. ”
"Can you take me to see the tree hole carved with the heart method?" Binghe smiled bitterly: "That tree hole has been destroyed, and when Tianzuo cultivated, his power leaked out, destroying the entire tree hole." Fortunately, he remembered the whole set of mental methods. ”
"So, the entire mental method has only been seen by Tianzuo?" Binghe nodded, "Yes." Only he has seen it. Fortunately, this child is smart and has kept all his mental methods in mind from the beginning, otherwise the hidden things of his ancestors will disappear into the years. ”
Mo Lan was already sure that Tianzuo must have deliberately destroyed the tree hole and not told all his mental methods, otherwise his people would not have been able to have such a big gap with him.
"Mo Lan, look. In what way. To be able to let my tribe know their own culture and roots. This is what Binghe cares about the most, after all, this is his lifelong wish.
Mo Lan thought for a moment, "Bing Lao, let's be at the wedding of Bingyu." I will explain the history, culture, and etiquette of the Huaxia tribe to your tribe in detail, so that you can find your long-lost roots. ”
"Okay, okay, I'll arrange it. Let the rain and wind hold the wedding as soon as possible. "Binghe didn't know. Mo Lan arranged this way to restrain him from holding a wedding for Fu Suifeng as soon as possible.
Mo Lan called out to Binghe, who was about to walk out of the tree hole. He took out a pen and paper from the ring and drew a figure and handed it to Binggu. "The twelve-story tower will be built in accordance with the above requirements before the wedding, and I will guide you into the Chinese civilization on the tower. ”
Binghe took the figure and nodded, and walked out of the tree hole. "Patriarch. An angry voice. Coming from outside the tree hole, Mo Lan passed through the tree hole. I saw Tianzuo stop the glacier in front of the tree hole.
"Patriarch, why did you marry Bingyu to an outsider? Do you obviously know my feelings for Bingyu, and over the years, I have not contributed much to the tribe?" Tianzuo shouted to Binghe with an excited expression.
"Presumptuous, how can you talk to me? Who does Bingyu marry. It's her own choice. I didn't intervene. Moreover, as a descendant of the tribe, it is your duty to contribute to the tribe. What do you have to be proud of?" Binghe reprimanded with a calm face.
"Hahaha" Tianzuo laughed wildly, "Okay, I'd have had enough of this primitive human life, if it weren't for the ice rain." Do you think I'll ever come back? Let's see if you starve to death. ”
After speaking, Tianzuo soared into the air. Disappear at the top of the tree. Mo Lan in the tree hole looked at the departing Tianzuo and said secretly, "It's okay to leave, save your life." ”
Binghe mobilized more than 30,000 people from the entire tribe, and it took seven days to complete the construction of the tower required by Mo Lan.
More than 90,000 trees, built in a mysterious order, look simple and vicissitudes. The people of this remnant tribe have learned their roots from the mouth of the glacier.
Although they are very unfamiliar with the Huaxia in the mouth of the glacier. But they believed that the patriarch must have found the roots of the tribe, otherwise he would not have been so excited that he would have almost forgotten about his granddaughter's wedding.
The wedding ceremony with the wind and ice and rain is simple and grand, and more than 30,000 simple people who have lived in the forest for a long time have brought them the most sincere blessings.
During the wedding, Fu Suifeng came to Mo Lan with a bowl of fresh spring water with Bingyu, "Mo Lan, no matter what, thank you." I have never been happier than I am today, the people here have the truest hearts, and I don't think you can get these sincere blessings anywhere. The spring water here is really sweet, not inferior to wine at all, I respect you. ”
Mo Lan took the spring water, looked at the floating wind and ice rain, and smiled slightly, "I bless you." ”
Mo Lan drank all the spring water, looked at Fu Suifeng and said, "Cherish it." Fu Suifeng and Bingyu held hands, nodded to Simolan, and left to greet the other clansmen.
"I really envy the second brother. Sometimes, it is a blessing that you can't grasp the direction. Fu Haibao walked up to Mo Landi and said softly.
Mo Lan smiled at Fu Haibao, "This kind of happiness is not suitable for you and me, and I can't envy it." After speaking, he leaned against the big tree beside him and sank into the fighting spirit.
The wedding lasted until late at night, and Binghe stood on a high platform and shouted to the people in the forest: "Today, our tribe, which has been lost for hundreds of years, will find its roots. Please help our friend, Mo Lan, find it back ......"
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