Xu Ling's movements became more and more skillful, as if he was originally a native here.

Yang Jian was surprised in the back.

He felt that this hand-waving dance always looked awkward, but what it showed in Xu Ling was flowing and had a primitive beauty.

"Is there any mystery in this dance?" Yang Jian was surprised, and began to imitate carefully, and sure enough, he gradually felt his surging evolutionary power, and fell silent at this time.

The hidden dangers left by the rapid breakthrough in his body are also gradually being eliminated, becoming no longer violent, and more convenient to operate.

I don't know how long it has been.

Xu Ling woke up from his entry, he was covered in stinky sweat, but his body and mind were extremely comfortable, like bathing in a fairy rain.

"Unconsciously, I actually broke through the Six Sources Realm?!" Xu Ling was a little surprised.

This dance was so wonderful that Xu Ling followed the dance again before stopping, and he sat on the ground and poured a bowl of wine.

The respected old man, that is, the village chief of Konoha, looked at Xu Ling through the strangely shaped mask, and muttered in his heart, "Like, too similar......"

After dancing, the crowd returned to their seats, and they poured their wine again.

Long Nizi approached Xu Ling, "Drink a bowl." ”

Xu Ling did not refuse, and drank all the wine in his hand.

In this short period of time, Xu Ling can feel that the people here are simple and have not been polluted by the outside world, which makes him like this feeling very much.

Staying here, Xu Ling can always feel a sense of relaxation.

Qian Lang had a foolish smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously drunk.

Yang Jian also looked a little overwhelmed in the face of the siege of several villagers, his cheeks were flushed, and he cast a pleading gaze at Xu Ling.

Xu Ling is also uncomfortable here, if it weren't for his strong physique, I'm afraid he would have been poured down by now.

"Young man, I want to invite you to a place." The village chief didn't know when he came to Xu Ling's side.

Seeing the village chief, everyone else was interested and made a way.

The village chief wears a cloth scarf on his head, his face is full of wrinkles, and he is over the age of old, but his body is still very strong.

Xu Ling got up, "What do you have the village chief's orders?" ”

"You'll find out when you come along." The village chief sold a pass.

Xu Ling got up, ignoring Yang Jian's gaze begging for mercy, he could only make eye contact, meaning to let him ask for more blessings.

Xu Ling followed the village chief to a small road, with yellowed red lanterns hanging on both sides, although it was often cleaned, but it still revealed a sense of loneliness.

The trail leads to a low hill on which an ancestral hall is built.

The wooden house is gray and tile, with a long history, but it is well preserved.

"Village Chief, what are you bringing me here for?" Xu Ling asked incomprehensibly, there was a sense of familiarity here, which made him very curious and wanted to walk in and take a look.

The village chief sighed and said no more.

He took Xu Ling to the ancestral hall.

There are several clay statues enshrined here, all dressed in animal skins and clothing, which look primitive.

Xu Ling's mind shook dramatically, as if he had come to the Flood Era, and the aura emanating from here was far more powerful than the shrine that Xu Ling had seen before.

The top sculpture is only half of it, and it can only be distinguished through the lower half of the body that it is a burly man, although only half of the sculpture is left, but Xu Ling can still clearly feel the temperament of standing up to the sky and the earth, and looking at the world.

The totems they worshipped, when they arrived at the ancestral hall, could only be used as decoration and carved on the pillars on both sides of the ancestral hall.

Xu Ling also understood why there were no gods here, and they could still gain a foothold on the periphery of Wuling Mountain.

Just these few statues are enough to deter demon beasts at the level of demon kings.

Xu Ling looked at the second sculpture below, its face seemed to have been erased, and its physique was far less burly than the first statue, but both exuded the same aura.

Just as Xu Ling was staring, suddenly, the face of the second sculpture began to distort, surrounded by a faint mist, and finally formed a face.

Xu Ling took two steps back, and the shock in his heart was beyond measure.

But then he came to his senses and comforted himself, "Maybe it's the breath here that is affecting my consciousness. ”

The village chief saw Xu Ling's movements, and he also knew that he saw what he should see.

The village chief knelt on the ground and was extremely respectful, "Welcome to the little ancestor!" ”

"What little ancestor?!" Xu Ling was puzzled and wanted to pull up the village chief.

However, he found that the village chief's thin body seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds at this time, and even if Xu Ling exerted all his strength, it was difficult to hold up the slightest.

The evolution level of the village chief is too high, even if it is the black-robed person he met before, I am afraid it is far inferior.

"Village chief, what do you mean, hurry up." Xu Ling persuaded.

"Old man, I have finally waited for this day, and the prophecy left by my ancestors is not false." The village elder burst into tears, "Little Ancestor, you are back, and one day, you will take us to the glory of the ancient era." ”

Xu Ling didn't know why.

"The little ancestor you are talking about is not me." Xu Ling still explained.

"You're not, why can you see Xiao Zu's face clearly? Why, after practicing the Qi Refining Method, why can the ancient chant be heard in the inner heaven and earth? The village chief's series of questions made Xu Ling a little confused.

The village chief has been paying attention to it since he entered Konoha himself.

None of these village chiefs were wrong.

But Xu Ling still didn't believe that he was from ancient times, he was him, although he ...... He didn't know who his parents were.

Thinking of this, Xu Ling didn't have much confidence.

But this statement is too ridiculous for him to believe.

"The world is so big, maybe, village chief, you just encountered a similar leaf, you can't take it seriously." Xu Ling dissuaded, "You get up first, let's talk slowly." ”

Xu Ling couldn't stand an old man kneeling down to him, and he wanted to try to help the village chief up.

"Xiao Zu's order, I have to listen." The village chief got up and wiped the tears from his eyes and the snot from his lips.

"Don't call me Little Ancestor, I'm still very young." Xu Ling said.

"Nope." The village chief slipped the rest of the snot into it and sternly refused.

"There is no evidence, what you said does not confirm that I am him." Xu Ling continued.

"Maybe what Xiao Zu said is true, but we have been waiting for too long, just waiting for you to return." The village chief said, "Okay, then little ancestor, please come with me." ”

The village chief had already identified Xu Ling, and no matter how he explained, he didn't believe it.

Xu Ling had no choice but to follow the village chief to the back of the ancestral hall.

There is a room here, in which there is a broken drum, the rivets have rusted, but there is a high-spirited fighting spirit on it, even if the years have passed for so long, it still endures, and it seems that it can burst out at any time and shatter the sky.

Xu Ling was forced to take a few steps back, and it was not until he mobilized the power of the Source Eye that he was able to stabilize his body.

"Xiao Zu, you try it closely." The village chief said.

Xu Ling took a deep breath and tried to get closer.

Something surprising happened, as Xu Ling's footsteps approached, the battle intent exuded by this broken drum was actually fading, and all of it was absorbed into the drum body.