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This is the worst news, the holy statues of each clan are not set up randomly, only when the divine fire is lit and the divine foundation is built, can the holy favor be obtained.

In fact, only when the holy favor is obtained and the holy image descends can incense be burned, the temple can be built, and the luck of the clan can be suppressed.

Now, the closest ancestor to the Qinglian Clan who ignited the divine fire has been separated by more than three hundred years.

"These alien activities are becoming more and more rampant. The fifth uncle gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and then showed a little hesitation, and said, "Now, there seems to be a rumor that in the middle of the Great Wilderness, the Heavenly Pillar of Buzhou Mountain has changed, and the Ziwei Palace seems to have undergone a change, and the contemporary Heavenly Emperor is nowhere to be found. ”

"Fifth brother speak carefully!" the Great Elder scolded, "This is in front of your own family, if you are in the mountain city of the Luming Tribe, you will not be arrested by the torture hall, and you will be convicted of demagoguery!"

"Yes, Fifth Elder, these are not things for us small clans to consider, the most important thing for us at the moment is to tide over the difficulties in front of us. ”

"The people of the Nine Great Clans are not far away, even if we tell the truth, I'm afraid we may not be able to resolve it. ”

"The holy icon is broken, the holy family is no more, my Qinglian clan's name is not right, this clan's position, the nine clans will definitely not let go. ”

Several elders were angry, but soon they fell again, it was not that the human race was attacking each other, but the current Qinglian clan, it was difficult to protect the safety of the clansmen in the village, and only by breaking them up and integrating them into the other nine clans could there be a glimmer of life.

"My Qinglian clan has been recuperating in the north of Luming Mountain for more than five hundred years, this is the homeland of my Qinglian clan, the land where the ancestors buried their bones, how can I give it to others!" It may not be that there is no chance, Shikong has been favored by the Qingdi, the sky has rained down, and several little guys in Qingwu have received great benefits, especially Qingyu, his Qinglian swordsmanship is subtle, and he has opened up two tricks, compared to the heirs of this generation of other nine clans, it is definitely not bad, as long as a few of their little guys can make a splash and spread their reputation, and then at the end of the month they are favored by the masters who came to the Luming tribe school, we can ask the Luming tribe to descend the strong man who ignited the divine fire in the clan to become my Qinglian clan to worship, temporarily suppress the luck of a clan for my Qinglian clan, and attract the holy family。 ”

When the Great Elder and the others heard this, they glanced at each other, and although they hesitated, they still nodded in agreement.

"That's the only way to go. The Great Elder muttered, "First get over the difficulties in front of you, as for how many years the strong people descended by the Luming tribe will be in charge of my Qinglian Clan, but it can only depend on the creation of my Qinglian Clan, if the inheritance of my Qinglian Clan should not be broken, I hope that among the few little guys in Qingwu, someone can go further, reproduce the glory of their ancestors, and ignite the Red Flame Divine Fire." ”

The Great Elder's words fell, and everyone fell silent again, igniting the natal divine fire, not just talking, there are always many legends outside the village, what kind of adventure and creation someone has gotten, not to mention looking at the entire Shuiyun Ancient Kingdom, even in the entire Luming tribe, for so many years, there are still a few people who can ascend to the sky in one step, and there are still very few strong people who really ignite the natal divine fire.

However, for now, they can only hope for such luck, if they can't get it, it can only be fate.

......

Qingwu family.

At this moment, although the sun was high and the sun was shining, everyone in the stone house was not happy, especially the Qingwu family, when they heard that the old patriarch was exhausted and died in front of the door, and Shikong was also captured by the ghost clan, there was no smile on the faces of the three people.

"I know that it was Shi Kong who protected our family, otherwise we wouldn't be able to bear the initial gloomy spirit. ”

Qing Wu had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't let it flow out, he scratched his head fiercely, and even grabbed a small handful of his hair.

"This kid is a problem for us, and he can escape alone. ”

Hua sighed, Qingwu's father stood in the corner without saying a word, as parents, they knew far more than Qingwu, although they didn't see it with their own eyes later, but it can be imagined that they were able to be intact in the end, definitely not because of the old patriarch who arrived later, but Shikong, a stubborn young man, used his body and blood to block in front of them when the yin qi attacked.

"I don't believe it!"

Qingwu gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

"I don't believe it either!

These are the two brothers Qingyun and Qingwu, the hearts of the teenagers are always pure and sincere, even if it is only for a few days, they don't believe in fate.

"Don't believe it!"

Qingyu also spoke, he was slender, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, after practicing internal strength, he became more and more calm, Qinglian swordsmanship was in line with his heart, and his temperament became more and more tranquil at this time, but at this moment, he gently spit out these two words, and there was no hesitation in his eyes.

"Okay! We all believe it, just wait in the village, I believe that as long as he survives, he will definitely come back!" Qingwu nodded, and the tone of a simple boy who was more than eleven years old was sonorous and loud.

Not long after, Uncle Seven walked in, and brought a few teenagers and girls, all of whom were the leaders of this generation in the village, either their internal breath was about to be full, or they had already trained their internal strength, without exception, they were all derived from the Ganlin in front of the temple a few days ago.

After a full hour, the seventh uncle turned around and left, looked at the sky before leaving, and said: "Time is running out, their speed is faster than imagined, before the sun sets, they will definitely reach the entrance of the village." ”

Qingwu and several people looked at each other, all of them looked solemn, just now they learned a lot of things, the teenagers, for the first time, felt the heaviness on their shoulders, not only about their cultivation path, but also carried the hope of the entire clan, they can't be defeated, even if they can't win all, they must show extraordinary talent and offensive power.

"I hate, I don't have to practice swords on weekdays!"

Qingwu is very annoyed, his temperament is not compatible with Qinglian's swordsmanship, he is always lazy on weekdays, and his swordsmanship is practiced in a mess, here his cultivation is the highest, and his internal strength is the deepest, but if he really fights, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of most people.

"Pack up your mood and don't mess with your state of mind, what will happen will be a fierce battle, anger and complaining will not change anything, it will only disrupt your judgment. ”

Qingyu said a long sentence rarely, and several people who were familiar with Qinghu understood that this just showed that he felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

At this time, the boys and girls looked out the window, and the sun was already setting in the west.

"Meditate and breathe here, adjust your body to the peak state, and meet the challenge with your strongest self!" Qinghu said in a condensed voice, the most out-of-the-box teenager, at this time, there was no frivolity.

In the next two hours, Hua and Qingwu's father left home silently, and gave the stone house to these teenagers and girls, because of the arrival of the seventh uncle, they also learned a lot in advance, although they understood that this should not be the burden that the teenagers should bear now, but in front of them, they can only pin their hopes on them.

......

There has never been a day when Qingwu would feel that two hours were so short, and when he woke up from meditation, his eyes showed a look of determination, and he secretly made up his mind that if he survived today, he would definitely continue to cultivate in the future, and chase back all the fallen qiē.

"Let's go, let's go and greet our guests. ”

In front of the door, the seventh uncle had already changed into a coarse cloth robe, and a silk belt was tied around his waist, which was the etiquette that a clan elder should have.

After a stick of incense.

In front of the village of Qinglian.

Led by the Great Elder, the nine elders of the Qinglian Clan were all dressed in robes and stood intently, and behind them, Qingwu and several other young people looked solemn and looked into the distance.

At this time, there are women in the village holding stone basins, swaying crystal spring water into the air, and there are also girls holding bamboo baskets, sprinkled with fragrant petals at the entrance of the village. This is a ritual belonging to the Qinglian clan, which is used to welcome visitors from afar and show the most sincere blessings.

Time passed breathlessly, the sunset gradually set, and the fiery red sun was as big as a mountain, hanging in the sky.

In the eyes of the Great Elder and others, the barren ancient forests in the distance are continuous, the mountains are undulating, and a clear and clean river is embedded in the earth, and on one side of the big river is their homeland and homeland. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!Recommendation votes are about to exceed 10,000, book lovers who collect them all come to vote.) ）