Yang Quan and Luo Qianqian glanced at each other, and they were silent for a while, what did they say about this? They are not the parties involved, how can they figure out who is right and who is wrong.

"Let's not talk about that, let's try the ban. Yang Quan sighed in his heart and began to teach Xishui to write prohibitions.

Xishui tried his best to write a complete prohibition, a ban on avoiding dust, and also had a slight function of preserving fresh things, and he didn't know whether he was tired or excited, and he was trembling all over.

It is difficult for them to use mana, and mana can only be used for the physical body, so their magic weapons are also very special, all of which are human bones left by ancestral monks. It was the bones of their racial ancestors, so they could be used.

"Can you still hold on?" Yang Quan asked.

Xishui settled down, nodded firmly, Yang Quan continued to teach Xishui another prohibition, he already had an idea in his heart, since he didn't know what the situation was between the desolate people and the Zhongzhou people, he didn't care about it so much, some key prohibitions were not taught for the time being, but like this kind of prohibition that can preserve the flesh and blood of demon beasts, it would be okay to teach them all.

From dusk to late at night, and then to early morning, Yang Quan taught all this kind of prohibition, the stream was sweating profusely, and after seven or eight hours, a large area of the ground was soaked, and the tribe had prepared for a long time for the baptism ceremony, and the original thunderous ritual time was also quietly changed.

Around everyone, the people of the tribe all watched quietly, and there was a lot of expectation in their eyes.

During this period, Yang Quan didn't finish teaching a prohibition, so he asked the stream once, and if he could still hold on, the stream all gritted his teeth and nodded, but after seven or eight hours, he learned more than 20 prohibitions.

"That's it, it's time for you to rest. Yang Quan said.

Xishui got up, suddenly shook twice, and then fell, Yang Quan glanced at Luo Qianqian, and the two quietly withdrew from the crowd, and then flew back to the cave.

Luo Qianqian's face was confused and puzzled, and she sat next to Yang Quan and asked, "Master, is there really such a curse? If you don't cultivate immortals, how can there be such a curse... I think even if it's a god-shifting monk, he may be able to imprison someone's mana, but it's impossible to curse a race, right?

Yang Quan shook his head and said: "If a monk in the Transformation Period can't do it, it doesn't mean that no one can do it, I used to think that a monk in the Transformation Period is the strongest in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, but I didn't know until recently that in fact, after the Transformation of God, there are still sages... Ten thousand years ago, there was a person who could tear the holy ring of the Holy Spirit and interfere with the heart of heaven, I think people of that level can do it, change the will of the heart of heaven, and suppress a certain race from rising. ”

"But..."

"Okay Qianqian, don't ask more, the master doesn't know, who knows what contradictions there are between the desolate and the Zhongzhou people, what things we don't understand, we don't get too involved, the prohibitions I teach them can only improve their lives, and there is no way to change anything in essence, when I really understand their grievances, and then decide what to do." Yang Quan said.

Luo Qianqian thought about it for a while, nodded, it was really a strange thing to let a saint make this kind of decision, what did the ancestors of the barbarian people do?

The hatred between races is always the most difficult to resolve, and there are many examples of this in the world where Yang Quan lived in his previous life, and sometimes after accumulating for a long time, it is no longer clear who is right and who is wrong.

"Alas... Inexplicably, she was sent to this place, and many people will never see each other again..."Luo Qianqian lay on the table, feeling a little depressed.

"Yes, Muhua doesn't know what is going on now, that Tsing Yi..." Yang Quan also remembered Lin Muhua, falling into the hands of Tsing Yi, and he didn't know what the end would be, could anyone really resist this temptation to extend his longevity? Yang Quan didn't know, and he didn't even dare to think deeply.

One of the master and apprentice felt endless loneliness, and the other fell into a deep sense of guilt, and they were speechless for a while. Yang Quan was reflecting, if he had applied for the establishment of a sect at that time and turned that area into the territory of his own sect, would he have been able to avoid all this?

What is the most devastating thing? Yang Quan felt guilty, he owed too much kindness along the way, starting from Yang Xiaoxiao, all the way to the recent Lin Muhua, he wanted to repay, but there was no way at all, he didn't even know how to go back, he wanted to cross the endless sea, to another continent, if he used to fly, even if it was in the late Yuan Infant period, it was difficult to say whether it could succeed.

Even if he borrowed the formation of the major forces to teleport, he was a foundation building period monk who shattered the Dan, and he was 108,000 miles away.

He looked at the apprentice lying there, and his heart was slightly touched, remembering that when he had just come to the Tianyuan Continent from the Apocalypse Continent, the feeling of loneliness was indeed extremely uncomfortable.

"Okay, Qianqian, don't think so much, the most important thing for you at the moment is to find a way to work hard for Jiedan, just like the master, don't think too much about the rest, you know? At least the master is still there, isn't it?" Yang Quan smiled.

...

A few days later, Yang Quan received another invitation to continue the baptism ceremony after the stream woke up.

"Great grace is not thanks!" As soon as Xi Shui met, he knelt on the ground, so neat that Yang Quan didn't even hold it up with his mana.

There was no way, Yang Quan had no choice but to step forward and pull the other party up directly, and said, "It's nothing, it's just gadgets." ”

"No, it's important to us desolates. Xishui said seriously: "I know you have your own scruples, but kindness is kindness, and I will always remember it." ”

Yang Quan smiled bitterly, he didn't know what to say, everyone understood what they were thinking.

"By the way, benefactor, can I teach this to the other tribes?" asked Stream.

"Don't, don't call me a benefactor, just call me Yang Quan. Those things are nothing, you teach them casually. Yang Quan smiled bitterly.

Xishui brought the two to the tribe again, and the baptism ceremony officially began, and the desolate tribe held this ceremony in the most solemn way.

Seven or eight huge copper furnaces were placed there, and all the children of the tribe, from five to thirteen or fourteen years old, jumped into them one by one and were trained!

This is not an adjective training, but a real realistic training! Yang Quan and Luo Qianqian's eyes are about to pop out, the so-called baptism of these absurd people is to put the children in the tribe into the blood of the beast to practice, and use the most intense way to lay a foundation for them!

"This...!"

Looking at the burning flames, Yang Quan's face turned blue and he stood up solemnly, the youngest child here is only five years old!

"The stream..."

"Huh?"

"What you call baptism, that's it?" Yang Quan suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Yes, since ancient times, we have done this, only in this way, can we lay the most solid foundation for the children, speaking of which, I would like to thank you as a benefactor, this time with your assistance, several of our tribes hunted that blood-blooded roar, and the next generation must be much stronger than us..."Xishui said with a smile.

"Whew!".

Yang Quan stood up solemnly, his right hand slammed into the depths, and a strong wind whistled through, all the flames under the copper furnace were extinguished, and everyone looked at Yang Quan in surprise. Even Luo Qianqian, who originally felt that it was too cruel and couldn't bear to look at it, looked at Yang Quan with surprise at this time.

"Well... What are you?" Xishui wanted to be angry, but in front of him was the benefactor of their tribe, and even many tribes in the future, he was not good at attacking, this baptism is one of the most sacred rituals of all the desolate tribes, and it would be insulting to them to be interrupted in this way, if not everyone knew that Yang Quan was kind to their tribe, I am afraid that at this time, the men, women and children of the tribe will all besiege Yang Quan.