Volume 1 Fengyun Erlang Grows Up Chapter 75 The Past of the Wu Clan

"That's right!" Yang Mingyang said with a chuckle, paused, and continued: "I just helped you inject some spiritual power into your body, and when these spiritual powers are exhausted, you will still be suppressed by the spiritual energy, so don't stay too far away from me, if the spiritual power in your body is exhausted, I will re-enter you, if you run around, I can't help you!" As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the wooden house in the valley, he had been curious about what was in this wooden house. The girl in green didn't speak, just silently followed behind Yang Mingyang. The two of them were relieved that they had walked all the way through the green grass and came to the front of the wooden house, and there was no more danger.

Standing in front of the wooden house, Yang Mingyang shouted loudly: "Is anyone here? Yang Mingyang is here to visit!" But there was no response in the house, and Yang Mingyang continued to shout twice, but still no one answered. Since there was no one, Yang Mingyang decided to go in and have a look, he turned to look at Wang Ting, the girl in green beside him, and saw that she had no objection, so he turned around, pushed open the door, and walked in, Wang Ting followed Yang Mingyang without saying a word, and also walked into the wooden house. The wooden house was not large, and the house inside was very simple, with a pentagonal five-color pattern on the ground in the center, and a chair in it, on which sat a person, startled the two of them. I called at the door for a long time just now, but no one answered, so both of them thought that there was no one in the house, but someone was actually sitting inside. The two looked carefully and saw that the old man in purple sitting on the chair was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Mingyang remembered that this old man with immortal wind bones was not the old man on the statue in the main hall?

"Under Yang Mingyang, take the liberty to disturb the seniors, and hope for the seniors Haihan!" Yang Mingyang saluted the old man sitting in the chair and said respectfully. But the old man remained motionless and did not respond to his question. Thinking that the old man was not hearing well, Yang Mingyang raised the volume again and said twice, but the old man still did not answer. In desperation, he took two steps forward, only to find that the old man sitting on the chair was actually a statue, which was carved so lifelike that the two of them mistakenly thought it was a real person. The two of them looked at the wooden house carefully again, and saw that there was nothing in the wooden house except the five-colored patterns on the ground and the statue of the old man. So he walked around the house to see if he could find anything. As a result, I looked around in the wooden house, but still found nothing. Unconsciously, Yang Mingyang walked to the five-color pattern in the middle of the wooden house, and suddenly felt dizzy, and then, the image of an old man appeared in his mind, and this old man was the old man in the statue.

At this time, the old man looked kind and smiling, and spoke in his mind: "Young man, if you can come here, you must have obtained the fire token in my Five Elements Token, and at the same time have the Five Spirit Roots. You're going to find it mysterious! I'm going to tell you about it. I, Ruan Xianhua, people call me the Five Elements Zhenren, a monk in the late Yuan Infant period. Since you can see me, it means that my deity has fallen, and this is a piece of consciousness that I have left behind, and when I give an account of my mission, this part of my consciousness will dissipate. The altar you see when you enter is one of the five altars of our Wu clan on this continent, and its function is to use the power of our faith and the connection between the Five Elements Token to summon the new guardian of my Wu clan. The Fire Token you obtained is one of the five major tokens of my Wu Clan, and the five tokens respectively record the Dharma of my Wu Zhen Clan-Five Spirit Jue from the Qi Refining Period to the Distraction Period, and at the same time, it is also a part of my Wu Clan's holy weapon, the Wu Heavenly Wheel, and it is also a guide to guide the new guardian of our Clan. ”

"Fire token, isn't this it!" Yang Mingyang said as he took out the Yanlie Fan from the storage bag and removed the pentagonal sign embedded in the Yanlie Fan.

"Yes, this token and this fan are both a part of my Wu clan's holy weapon Wu Tianlun, the complete Wu Heavenly Wheel is composed of five tokens and five fans, it is a super artifact, with infinite power, it can be that this artifact has summoned a catastrophe for our clan. These guys who covet the Wu Tianlun seal all the people of our clan in a special space, and ask the clansmen to hand over the Wu Tianlun, but this Wu Tianlun is not only powerful, but also a holy weapon that determines the rise and fall of our Wu clan, and the holy witch of our clan is proficient in divination, and he calculates that the new guardian of our clan will appear in the Yanri Continent, and he will be the hope of the rise of our Wu clan. Therefore, at the cost of their lives, several cultivators of our Wu clan sent the holy weapon out of the enclosed space and sent it to this Scorching Sun Continent, and randomly scattered around the continent to find a new guardian of our clan. I am the previous guardian of the Wu people, with the help of the power of the Wu people, I cultivated to the late Yuan Infant period, thinking that I could protect the Wu people, but the strength of the enemy exceeded expectations, so I had to sacrifice my life, separate the five stages of consciousness, and come to this hot continent to guide him step by step as the leader of the new guardian of my Wu tribe, and finally save the sealed clansmen of my Wu tribe. The old man in his mind was very patient and carefully told Yang Mingyang everything.

"How can you be sure who is the new guardian of your Wu clan?" Yang Mingyang asked again. As soon as the words fell, the old man in his mind immediately replied: "The holy witch of our clan has long predicted that the holy weapon can choose the master, and only the selected owner of the holy weapon can gather all the parts of the holy weapon and reorganize the holy weapon, so whoever can collect all the parts of the holy weapon will be the new guardian of my Wu clan." If you can collect all the parts of the Sacred Artifact and reassemble the Sacred Artifact, then you will be my heir, the new guardian of my Wu clan. If you are not the owner of the Hallows, you may be able to temporarily own a portion of the Hallows, but you will eventually lose his. After saying this, the old man's image was a little blurred, and he continued: "This part of my consciousness mission has ended, the mana is about to be exhausted, it will dissipate immediately, I will immediately teleport you and your friends out of this valley, after that this place will be automatically destroyed, now I will inject a mana into your body, if the rest of the holy weapon is close to you, you will have a sense." Your friend has just been knocked unconscious by a small spell I have just used, and she will wake up on her own when she goes out. After finishing speaking, the old man's image became more and more blurred, and he finally said: "If you are really the new guardian of our clan, we will meet again, but that is another part of my consciousness, and on the occasion of parting, I will give you a small spell - the breathing technique, which can hide your cultivation and make the enemy unable to see your reality." After the old man finished speaking, Yang Mingyang felt that he and Wang Ting, the green-clothed girl lying beside him, were wrapped in a cloud of white light, and they could no longer see the surrounding scenery.

After a few breaths, the surroundings became clear, and Yang Mingyang realized that he and Wang Ting had reappeared on the previous peak. Looking at Wang Ting, who was lying on the ground, still unconscious, Yang Mingyang took out the feather sword and looked at the green-clothed girl on the ground, but in the end, he couldn't make up his mind to kill a weak woman who had no ability to resist. After sighing, he punched a ban into Wang Ting's body, and then punched a trace of wood spirit power into her body.