The ancient wilderness is full of ferocious birds and beasts. It was late at night, pitch black, and the scenery was not visible. But the mountains are not quiet, the beasts roar filial piety, shaking the mountains and rivers, the trees tremble, and the leaves fall one after another.

Between the mountains and ravines, the desolation and beasts are rampant, the ancient relics are infested, and all kinds of terrible sounds rise and fall in the darkness, wanting to crack the world.

In the mountains of Mang, a soft light looms, like a candle flickering between the mountains and the mountains in this dark and endless night, which will be extinguished at any time.

As I got closer to the light, I could see that there was half a huge dead tree there, with a trunk diameter of more than ten meters, and the whole body was charred black. Except for half of the main trunk, it was only a weak branch, but it was exuding vitality, the branches and leaves were as crystalline as green jade, and a little soft light diffused, enveloping a village.

It was a lightning tree, which had been hit by lightning many years ago, and the huge canopy and vigorous vitality of the old willow tree seemed to have been destroyed. Now there is only a section of stump eight or nine meters high left on the surface, which is amazingly thick.

On the scorched black stump, the only willow branch is crystal clear, like a green glow chain, enveloping and guarding the entire village, making this habitat hazy, like a fairy town, in this great wilderness seems very mysterious.

This is a sacrifice spirit that belongs to this ancient village, a very special kind of existence. It is not easy to survive in the great wilderness, there are many races, and the remnants of the flood are infested, and the human race and some relatively weak races will choose to worship some mysterious and powerful existences and worship them.

The relationship between the sacrificial spirit and the guarded tribe is a mutually fulfilling relationship, and the tribe relies on the power of the sacrificial spirit to survive and develop. The power of faith has many wonderful uses in practice, and the stronger the power, the stronger the strength of the worship spirit.

The village under the Cangmang Mountain Range is not very large, and it doesn't seem to be very strong with dead trees and green willows as sacrifices.

The ancient stone village, where every household in the village is a stone house, is quiet in the dead of night, and it is peaceful and tranquil, as if it is isolated from the darkness and the roar of the beast outside.

"Woo......"

A gust of wind blew, and a huge dark cloud swept across the sky, obscuring the entire night sky, blocking the only little starlight, and the mountains became even darker.

The fierce bird song came from the high heavens, piercing the golden cracked stone, it actually came from the dark cloud, and it was actually an incredibly huge giant bird, covering the sky and the moon, and it was not much long.

The giant bird flew over the Cangmang Mountain Range, looking down on the ground below, its two eyes were like two blood moons, fierce and fierce, staring at the old willow tree for a moment, and finally flew to the deepest part of the mountain range.

In the great wilderness, there are countless fierce birds of different species, and there are occasional ferocious and brutal people, the killing is boundless, if there is no strong sacrifice spirit to protect it, the weak tribal race will be in danger.

"Boom ......"

The deafening thunder suddenly sounded, and the rumbling thunder frightened the birds, and the whole wilderness trembled, and the earth shook as if the end had come.

The thunderstorm was rapid, and the sound of raindrops falling was dense and terrifying, continuous, not giving people a chance to breathe, as if there was a vast river upside down, and it was furious to the extreme.

Heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder, lightning scattered, thicker than the mountains, falling from the sky, like a thunder dragon with teeth and claws, instantly cracked more than a dozen mountains into powder, no longer existed, the void was scorched black, and the air was filled with the smell of scorched lakes.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big thunderstorm all of a sudden? ”

In the ancient village, several majestic figures walked out and came to the sacrifice willow tree to look up at the sky, intending to discover something.

"Brother Yunfeng, I have a bad premonition."

Several powerhouses in the ancient village were discussing, and the eyes of a group of people converged on a middle-aged man, Shi Yunfeng, the patriarch of the village, had left Shicun to wander outside when he was young, and he was a well-informed person.

"Tonight...... This thunderstorm is a bit unusual and a little breathless. ”

"It's very wrong, I've never seen such a quiet rainy night in the wilderness, the group of fierce wolves in Nanshan like wolf howls the most, and they roar in the middle of the night, but now they are quiet."

"I've been woken up several times tonight, and I feel chills in my bones."

Beside Shi Yunfeng, several gray-haired old men opened their mouths to talk, although they had already had white hair, but their spirits were still sufficient, and their faces were shining with red light, these were all old people in the village, and they had seen and experienced a lot of things.

"We have the spirit to protect us, and the village will be safe and sound, so you don't have to worry too much."

Shi Yunfeng looked at the huge lightning strike wood at the head of the village, and said firmly. Several old people nodded, and the backbone of many villages discussed for a long time without results, and finally left with a heavy heart.

"Today, it's really unusual, it's not like a thunderstorm from the sky, it's more like the legendary ...... Tragedy. ”

Shi Yunfeng sent everyone away, and came to the sacrificial willow tree in the face of the thunderstorm, he looked up at the sky, where there seemed to be a thick layer of black clouds, and the thick ones could not be dissolved, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, the terrifying thunder made the Cangmang Mountains as bright as day, Shi Yunfeng saw a terrifying picture, a huge sea of thunder appeared above the sky, and the mighty sky covered the heavens and the earth, and all the beings on the earth trembled and kowtowed.

"It's ......"

Shi Yunfeng's body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt an inexplicable fear. At this moment, the blackened dead wood glowed, and the weak willow that exuded a glowing green glow swayed gently in the thunderstorm, and a wonderful force fell, and Shi Yunfeng felt much better all of a sudden.

Shi Yunfeng was fine, but under this heavenly might, countless creatures in the Cangmang Mountain Range were all terrified and frightened, whether it was an ordinary desolate beast or a powerful primeval relic, they were all trembling, their spirits were uneasy, and they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Even the pure blood among the fierce beasts are all bowing their heads and looking up at the sky, their eyes are full of awe, and in front of Huanghuang Tianwei, they are just weak ants.

The thunder was terrifying, the villagers were awakened, and the cries of children rang out in many of the stone houses, and the men guarded the women, holding their wives and children, whispering comfort, trying to dispel the fear.

"Buzz ......"

On the lightning strike willow wood, a wicker is like a green glow chain, diffusing the halo, releasing a little soft light, guarding the village, making this place hazy, like a fairy town, not disturbed by thunderstorms.

"What the hell is this......"

Shi Yunfeng in front of the willow tree froze in place, his face turned pale, he saw the thunder sea surging, one after another thunder rolling, turning into legendary creatures, true dragons, phoenixes, unicorns...... The scalp of the watcher was tight, his body was stiff and trembling, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

The thunder sea was vast, and there were all kinds of visions, and he vaguely saw a figure floating in it, and he thought of a rainy night more than ten years ago.

He was still a teenager, and it was also such a thunderstorm day, a willow tree that covered the sky and the sun bathed in the thunder sea, and the lightning as thick as the mountains swirled, and thousands of willows turned into blazing chains, piercing the endless sky, terrifying.

The willow tree seemed to be fighting against something, showing a terrifying majesty. Eventually, the willow tree was cracked, leaving only a charred stump, which fell on the stone village and took root.

After that night, the original sacrificial spirit of their village, a strange stone, fled away, and the lightning struck the willow wood and became the new sacrificial spirit of their village. However, the name of the village has not changed, it is still called, Stone Village.

Originally, Shi Yunfeng had forgotten this memory a little, but tonight's thunderstorm made him involuntarily think of this past. Although the two images are separated by decades, they are very similar, and both have an incomparable shock, which makes people tremble.

"Boom ......"

The earth-shattering thunder sounded again, and the twin children of Shi Yunfeng, who were frozen in place, condensed, and a black shadow fell from the thunderstorm and smashed heavily into the stone village.

Shi Yunfeng only heard a buzzing explosion, his ears were almost deaf, and there was a lake of mold in front of him, he fell and sat in place for a long time before he regained a little consciousness, and after barely standing up, he saw that there was something more under the willow tree at the head of the village.

"This is, the statue?"

He walked cautiously over, and saw a large stone leaning against the root of the thunderbolt dead wood, which looked like a statue, vaguely recognizable in the outline of a human form, and seemed to be holding a nine-story stone tower in his arms, which looked very extraordinary.

"Buzz ......"

The willow tree suddenly moved, and on the charred stake, a bright green branch swayed gently, and the young shoots were waiting to be released, releasing a soft light.

A little rain of light fell on the stone statue, Shi Yunfeng felt that this stone statue seemed to be a little different, but what it was, he didn't know very well.

"Yanagigami, you mean, stay?"

Shi Yunfeng opened his mouth carefully, the willow branches swaying seemed to respond, and the former seemed to have received some kind of metaphor, nodded and left the place.

The thunderstorm of the night of the Great Wilderness quickly subsided, and nothing happened to the ancient stone village, but after this night, under the spirit of the Great Wilderness Stone Village, there was an additional stone statue holding the god tower, and they accepted the worship and worship of the stone village together.

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"Ziling, you see, the first ancestral land, this is the ancestral land of the Shi clan."

Outside the Cangmang Mountains, a couple came to the outside of Shicun after the wind and frost, the man was majestic, the woman was beautiful and moon-like, holding a baby in her arms.

The couple's faces were full of exhaustion, and when they saw the miraculous lightning striking the willow tree, their eyes lit up and a surge of hope was ignited.

"Mother, I'm cold ......"

A weak and unconscious murmur sounded, and the surprise on the couple's faces instantly turned into distress, and in the woman's arms, a thin baby curled up, dying, as if it would die at any moment.

"Hao'er, my poor Hao'er."

The child's mother couldn't help wiping her tears, this is their child, who was once extremely healthy, intelligent, lovely, and was born supreme, but was assassinated by the relatives of the same clan and took away his child's supreme bones.

The originally healthy and lively child is now so thin and small, his eyes have no brilliance, his former agility and wisdom are gone, his body is constantly deteriorating, and he may die at any time.

"Father, Mother, Ahem......"

The weak child barely opened his eyes, and after seeing his parents, he subconsciously opened his little hands and smiled heartlessly, and the affection and warmth made him feel comfortable. But his condition deteriorated again, his little face became paler and paler, and he coughed incessantly, often shivering, and his whole body was cold.

"Who are you?"

A majestic voice sounded, Shi Yunfeng came to the entrance of the village, his eyes were full of vigilance, he had traveled outside and saw that the cultivation of the couple was extremely high.

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"Old man, I don't know if this is an ancestral land...... Who are you? ”

After seeing Shi Yunfeng, this couple had some bad premonitions, this old man was a little cultivated, but not much, it was really too low, it was said that this was the ancestral land of their Shi Kingdom, and it was said that there was a lot of heritage, how could this be?

Shi Yunfeng recalled some of the past events recorded in the clan, nodded and said, "Ancestral land? What you are talking about should be a branch that the ancestors left the Great Wilderness to open up after endless years. In this way, Shicun is indeed an ancestral land, and I am the current patriarch of Shicun, Shi Yunfeng. ”

"My name is Shi Ziling, this is my wife Qin Yining, our child Shi Hao was plotted and robbed of his bones, I heard that the ancestral land has a supreme heritage......"

Shi Ziling hurriedly spoke, the couple went through a lot of hardships to find the ancestral land, in order to save the child by borrowing the heritage of the ancestral land, and now they finally see hope, can it be ......

"Ancestral heritage? Sorry, we couldn't save this child. ”

Shi Yunfeng's face showed bitterness, "After the strongest group of ancestors overcame all obstacles and walked out, Shicun gradually declined, and the inheritance was broken a lot. Now it's just struggling to survive in the wilderness......"

Shi Ziling and Qin Yining listened to Shi Yunfeng's introduction to the current situation in Shicun, and their hearts gradually fell to the bottom. They spent so much money to find the ancestral land, but they didn't expect it to be such a result, could it be said that this is the heavens are going to be overwhelming.

"For, why, God, what's wrong with my Hao'er......"

Shi Ziling looked up to the sky and roared, causing the ten directions of heaven and earth to shake, he was sad and indignant, unwilling and unfair for his children.

"Ziling, don't do this, we still have a way, and we still have a way......"

Qin Yining grabbed her husband, her eyes were red, and she had already made a decision in her heart. Her background is also extraordinary, but in order to be with Shi Ziling, she basically broke off the relationship over there, but now for the sake of her children, she can only go once.

"But Hao'er's body ......"

Shi Ziling calmed down after the madness, but considering the child's body, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the long journey.

"Buzz ......"

At this time, the crystal willow branch swaying in the breeze shone, and the child in Qin Yining's arms suddenly became much calmer, and the state no longer seemed to deteriorate.

"Yanagigami, thank you for saving this child."

Seeing this situation, Shi Yunfeng hurriedly thanked the sacrifice spirit, and there was also a glimmer of hope on the faces of Shi Ziling and Qin Yining. Although Ishimura has fallen, this sacrificial spirit is very extraordinary, and their children are still saved.

After a brief discussion, the couple asked Shi Yunfeng to temporarily take in and take care of their child, while they traveled far away to find a way to save the child once and for all.

"You little bit, you haven't been weaned yet! It's really a little pitiful, let's drink something next, the beast milk should be fine! ”

Shi Yunfeng came to the willow tree with the little child in his arms, and the crystal blue light gradually made the child's face bloody, at this time, the child suddenly opened his eyes, and then a small hand touched the stone statue that fell on the willow tree.

"Kacha ......"

The sudden crisp sound made Shi Yunfeng's heart startle, and then he saw a surprised scene, the stone statue that was touched by Xiao Budian had a few more cracks, and it quickly expanded.

A purple light rushed into the sky, and the stone tower in the arms of the stone statue suddenly cracked Dao Zihua and fell on the little one's body, which made his state have a fundamental change, and he seemed to be a little more angry and alive again.