Yan Su walked into the dark canyon, passed through a nascent, still a little immature thousand cage grass, and gradually walked into the depths.

The further you go in, the longer the millennia grows.

In fact, generally speaking, the effect of those more than ten years and decades of millennium grass in the outer layer is enough for her, but Yan Su knows that there are older ones inside, and although the millennium grass of ordinary years is enough, it is far from meeting Yan Su's requirements.

She hopes that she can lay a good foundation for physical fitness for the first time in physical training, so what she needs is not to meet the standard just right, but to be able to do better.

A hundred-year-old millennial plant is the goal of her trip!

Yan Su walked straight past the bright, emerald green glow of decades of cages, and walked for about a stick of incense, and finally came to a field of millennial grass with a crystal blue appearance.

This is a specially planned and responsible for cultivating a thousand cage grass that is more than a hundred years old, and the thousand cage grass, as a low-level spirit grass, is only a hundred years at most.

"Guest!"

It is the sound of non-autumn.

Yan Su's hand picking a thousand cages of grass paused, and when he heard the sound, he looked back, and saw the patriarch Buqiu standing behind her and looking at her.

This is the first time that Yan Su has seen the patriarch Buqiu since he recovered.

Although she had been mentally prepared, Yan Su was still a little shocked by his appearance, she had never seen someone with such a pure appearance, and his appearance gave Yan Su the first feeling that it was really like this.

The clear green eyes are like the buds grown by the willow trees in early spring, which is the breath of life, natural and pure.

The willow-like hair that fell smoothly spread at his feet, obscuring a small patch of the millennia.

Seeing that Yan Su stared at her for a long time without speaking, Buqiu smiled, but his eyes were as waveless and emotionless as a bottomless pool.

"Guests are free to dispose of the millennia here"

Yan Su smiled slightly, nodded, put a hundred-year-old millennage grass in the small wooden box he carried with him and kept it, turned around and bowed to him to thank him before walking out.

"Guests, please stay!"

Bu Qiuwu called out to stop Yan Su who was passing by, Yan Su stopped walking out, stood in place and looked back at him with a little doubt.

"Does the patriarch have something to tell me?"

"My clan's Soul Sacrifice is about to begin, are you interested in seeing it?"

Yan Su heard him say this, but she didn't really want to go, first, she was just an outsider, and the sacrifices in their own clan didn't seem to have anything to do with her, an outsider.

Second, her thousand cage grass was just presented in an ordinary wooden box, afraid that the effect of the medicine would pass away, and she could not continue to delay, after thinking about it, Yan Su still planned to politely refuse.

"Guests need not be disturbed, this sacrifice of the living soul is a way to communicate with nature and receive the blessings of the spirit of nature, which is very beneficial to a Terran monk like you, and ............"

After saying that, I saw that the patriarch Buqiu waved his right hand, and a jade box appeared in his hand.

"It's good for the guests to take a look, and the millennial grass will be put in here for the time being."

When Yan Su heard this, he thought about it, and finally took the jade box and went with him to see the sacrifice.

In the past few days, thanks to the patriarch's care for her, and now he sincerely invited her to participate in the sacred and solemn matter of the clan sacrifice, Yan Su really couldn't shirk it, so he simply followed to see the world.

Yan Su silently followed the patriarch Buqiu towards the depths of the canyon, where the millennial grass no longer grew, but was replaced by a mess of gravel, and the waterfall that poured down from above on the surrounding mountain wall, falling into a circle of grooves around the foot of the valley floor.

Yan Su cautiously sideways over the larger gravel blocks, a little puzzled in his heart.

The further you go, the more silent and barren it becomes, and although there is a lot less rubble, this feeling of gradually flattening makes Yan Su more nervous.

"It's almost there!"

Buqiu's timely voice made the tension that Yan Su had just provoked dissipate again, although she didn't quite understand that this altar was set up in this kind of place, she still respected their customs.

It's just that this sacrifice representing the power of life, the altar is actually set up in such a cold and barren place, which is really a bit abrupt.

Right now, she was frightened by the gusts of wind blowing around her, she always had a bad premonition, but it was fleeting, and Buqiu, who was walking in front, looked calm, Yan Su thought about it, since the patriarch looked like it should be, it seemed that it should be no problem, maybe she was too sensitive.

Perhaps the establishment of the altar sought the opposite direction, believing that this would maximize the power of the sacrificial gods.

Thinking like this, Yan Su felt that there was still a reason for the sacrifice in this clan to be set up in this kind of place, so he didn't bother with environmental problems, and continued to follow Buqiu to the depths.

Buqiu's divine thoughts have been on her since she saw Yan Su, so although Buqiu walked in front with his back to Yan Su, Yan Su's every move along the way behind him was in his sight.

At first, when Yan Su looked around and looked at the environment, he saw that she frowned, and he was worried for a while, for fear that he would suddenly regret it and turn back halfway.

He couldn't wait to remind her that she was coming, and sure enough, Yan Su didn't know what to think, suddenly relaxed, and continued to walk with him, he repeatedly observed the change in her expression, but didn't see anything, and his heart was relieved.

In this way, Buqiu led Yan Su to walk for a while, and after finally turning a few corners, his eyes suddenly became bright.

Yan Su raised his head and looked at the huge winged elf stone statue in front of him, Yan Su struggled to raise his head, but he still couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see his figure, his face was a fog, as if he deliberately didn't want to be seen by others.

Even so, the first time Yan Su saw the idol, she felt that spontaneous sense of reverence, and an invisible coercion enveloped her, like the powerlessness of being grasped by a huge palm.

"What's wrong?"

Buqiu saw Yan Su staring blankly at the empty front, and his face became a little pale.

"It's okay, it's just that this stone statue is too magnificent, and the coercion left by the ancestors is too great." Yan Su came back to his senses and said a little scared

"What idol? I didn't see any magnificent statues, I saw you stay where you are as soon as you come in" Buqiu's eyes flickered, and what he said still showed doubt.

“？”

"Can't you see such an obvious stone statue standing here?" Yan Su turned his head in disbelief and looked in the direction of her finger, signaling Buqiu to look at it too, and froze in place the next second.

At this time, apart from a huge stone as a sacrificial platform, what other huge stone statue is there in front of him?

"How is that possible?!"

Yan Su knew that she was not dazzled, that stone statue was standing here just now, how could it suddenly disappear?

"Maybe the air was introduced into the body too early, and the eyes recovered a little sequelae, right? When the sacrifice begins and the force of nature feeds back, the spiritual power in your body should be stabilized, and it will be fine when the time comes. ”

Buqiu said truthfully, after Yan Su heard it, although he was still a little puzzled, he was still obedient and did not worry too much.