The place where the Wood Spirit Clan lives is located in the southeast of the Land of the Hundred Tribes, a vast land known as the Blue Sea Holy Plain.

This area is very vast, at least equivalent to the Southern Sacred Domain, with mountains and plains in the region, everything is available, and the scenery is rare and magnificent.

In many of them, the wood aura is extremely strong, and it is a good place to breed spiritual roots. The people of the Wood Spirit Clan grew up there, and every Wood Spirit Clan member was a natural monk.

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This race, for the most part, is peace-loving.

But because he is sandwiched between several other big races, he is often coveted because of his spiritual root identity, and this peace-loving nature will also change.

In order to fight against other races, in order to vent their hatred, the Wood Spirit Clan began to sharpen their killing methods and killing hearts.

After a long time, the minds of some Wood Spirit Clan monks began to distort and change.

They are no longer even satisfied with self-preservation and revenge, they want to occupy more spiritual mountain treasures and plunder more cultivation resources.

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The mountains are high and the clouds are in the clouds.

At the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and ordinary Wood Spirit Clan monks are strictly forbidden to come here.

But today, there are people walking step by step, it seems to be an old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, pointing on the ground, making a very rhythmic tuk tuk sound, as if it is in line with the way of heaven and earth.

The direction he walked was at the head of the cliff, and at the head of the cliff, there was also a figure, sitting cross-legged, motionless, unable to see the figure clearly, just a long fiery red hair, which was particularly conspicuous.

The breath of both of them is unfathomable.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The white-haired old man who came over asked in a very stern voice.

"What kind of thing does Brother Dao mean?"

The cliff man asked, his voice was old and calm, and he seemed to be an old man.

"Don't play fool with me!"

The white-haired old man shouted: "Of course it's about you sending people everywhere to arrest Mu Xiu, you promised me that you won't kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"I didn't kill them, I just captured them!"

The red-haired old man replied lightly.

"And after you get it?"

The white-haired old man is not so easy to fool.

“...... After being caught...... Naturally, send them where they need to go. ”

The red-haired old man said quietly, his tone inscrutable.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The white-haired old man asked again.

After he got out of the customs, he was shocked to hear about it, but until now, he still hasn't figured out the true purpose of the alien masters in this race opposite.

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"Brother Dao, have you ever thought about something. ”

The red-haired old man did not answer him directly, but changed his words.

At this point, the man finally turned his head.

An ordinary old man's face, with no wrinkles, but a somewhat abnormal yellow complexion, which was not sickly sallow, but gold-like yellow, exuding an oily light.

The long fiery red hair parted in the middle and a purple ribbon tied around his forehead.

The look in the two eyes is not gloomy, but very wise and bright, giving people a feeling of being full of history books and infinite talent.

"Our Wood Spirit Clan's monks, after being killed, as long as the body is not destroyed, as long as the body still has a glimmer of life, they will come back to life, although the new consciousness may not be themselves. ”

The red-haired old man said loudly.

"Lingzu, her old man, although she is dead, her body is still there, and you and I can feel that there is a glimmer of life in her body. ”

A big secret was revealed by this person.

It turned out that in the body of the Spirit Ancestor, there was still the breath of life.

"But for countless years, it just hasn't regrown into new life, why is that?"

The tone of the red-haired old man was as if an old scholar was studying knowledge.

The white-haired old man was silent.

This person looks weird, short and short, and there are a few fleshy bumps on his head, but he doesn't look gloomy and ugly, and the look between his eyebrows is still extremely kind.

These two people are the two pillars of the Wood Spirit Clan - Xianli Dazun and Fusang Dazun, the white-haired old man is the Xianli Dazun, and the red-haired old man is the Fusang Dazun.

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There was silence.

After being silent for a moment, Fusang Dazun smiled slightly and said, "Brother Dao, you boast that you can do anything for our Wood Spirit Clan, I have never seen what efforts you have made to resurrect the Spirit Ancestor." ”

“...... You...... ...... you want?"

Xianli Dazun pointed at each other, his pupils widened, and he was a little speechless.

"Yes, that's what I'm going to do, Brother Dao, are you still going to stop me?"

Fusang Dazun said calmly, without the slightest hint of the insidious taste of a conspiracy hero, but his eyes were shining with the light of a dreamer.

"But what does this have to do with you arresting those Mu Xiu?"

The Immortal Pear Dazun shouted angrily, but he was still not fooled by the Fusang Dazun.

When Fusang Dazun heard this, he smiled again: "Brother Dao, the abnormality in the Tomb of the Spirit Ancestor, you and I are both very clear. For countless years, as long as a living creature enters there, the vitality in their body will be slowly sucked away, especially if he is a Mu Xiu, he will suck it faster, and even the vitality will be taken away. Therefore, it is considered a forbidden place, especially in the central office. ”

Xianli Dazun was silent, just looking at him.

"The reason for this, and what it is, no one knows. ”

Fusang Dazun said again: "Junior brother, recently, the spirit machine accidentally moved, thinking that this matter may be related to the resurrection of the Spirit Ancestor, only if the vitality and vitality of the Mu Xiu have been devoured enough, the Spirit Ancestor will be resurrected!"

At the end of the words, he stared at the other party deeply and said, "That's not a danger, that's the desire of the Spirit Ancestor, she needs more vitality and wood aura to be resurrected." ”

Hearing this, Xianli Dazun's pupils opened again.

After being silent for a moment, he rolled his eyes and shouted: "Impossible, it's not like this, Lingzu is an old man, he is the most enthusiastic about life, and he has no quarrel with the world, how can he resurrect himself in such a way, you are lying, you must have a conspiracy!"

"Brother Dao is cautious!"

Call!

Fusang Dazun also became angry, stood up, and shouted: "You say that, do you want to never let the Spirit Ancestor be reborn and occupy the position of the leader of the Wood Spirit Clan forever?"

The fairy pear was choked.

"If that's the case, I can sacrifice my life to fight with you, or, as you like to do the most, get all the people of the clan and see if they support you or me!"

Fusang Dazun drank again, his eyes were wide with anger, and he looked awe-inspiring.

Xianli Dazun is not a fool!

At this moment, I already understood that I lost this game!

Because he has lost his righteousness!

Even those juniors who agreed with themselves before and had a peaceful temperament, this time, I'm afraid they won't support themselves.

If you forcibly oppose it, you will be spurned by the entire race.

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“...... Great, when it comes to scheming and tricks, I'm not your opponent after all. ”

After a long while, the Immortal Pear Dazun sighed and said, his expression had calmed down.

Fusang Dazun shook his head and smiled, and said indifferently: "Brother Dao has too deep prejudices against me, and I Fusang will always stand on the standpoint of the race in everything I do." This time, too, I didn't use the life of any Wood Spirit Clan to do this, but used other races. ”

Immortal Pear Dazun was also experienced, and quickly walked out of his depression, smiled incomprehensibly, and pointed in the direction of the sky.

"Let you talk flatteringly, your tongue is like a lotus, you can hide it from me, but you can't hide it from him, Brother Fusang - be careful that people are not as good as heaven!"

The words fell, and the Immortal Pear Dazun brushed his sleeves away.

The figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the mist.

On the top of the cliff, the eyes of Fusang Dazun finally gradually became gloomy, like the most ruthless eagle owl.

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Valley of the Imprisoned Demons.

There are many prisons in the valley, which are now overcrowded.

Yang Xiaochuan was locked up in one of the rooms, and in addition to him, there were more than a dozen humanoid monks who looked strange, like humanoids, but with unusually thick hair, ugly appearances, like savages, and only four or five feet tall.

Deep Mountain Yi Clan.

It is also a race among the hundred tribes, this race, living in the deep mountains and islands in the territory of the hundred tribes, is mostly civil engineering and second cultivation.

Now in this prison, all of them are Mu Xiu.

No matter how stupid Yang Xiaoslow was, he could guess that the matter was related to Mu Xiu.

Crying and begging for mercy obviously won't be useful, it's better to calm down and think about coping.

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"Big brother, are they going to kill us?"

In the cell, there was a trembling voice, a person from the deep mountains Yi tribe with a somewhat pale face and a frightened expression, and even his beard was much less than that of other tribesmen.

If it is put in the human race, it is mostly a little white face.

The man had just woken up.

"No, if you want to kill it, you will kill it a long time ago. ”

A calm and powerful voice came.

Yang Xiao glanced at the man slowly, and the person who spoke was from the Yi tribe in the deep mountains, with a thick beard, although he was short, he had muscular bumps, and his eyes were deep and waveless.

I can't tell my age, but the realm is higher than Yang Xiaoslow, and he is a monk in the early stage of his ancestral skills.

The former nodded, but his expression was still terrified.

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"What do you call your predecessors, what status should you have in the deep mountain Yi clan?"

Yang Xiao asked slowly, asking the monk who was called the eldest brother.

"Old man Shanchu, now like you, there is one prisoner under the stairs, so don't mention any status. ”

"The younger Yang is slow. ”

Yang Xiao nodded slowly, also reported his name, and said again: "Senior, your news should be relatively well-informed, has anything happened to the Wood Spirit Clan recently?"

When the Yi clan heard this, they exchanged glances, and immediately understood that Yang Xiaoslow was looking for clues about this matter.

After a moment of silence, one person said, "I have only vaguely heard of one thing, that is, that Fusang Venerable has already hit the realm of the Spirit Ancestor, which is equivalent to the human ancestor of your human race. ”

When Yang Xiaoslow heard this, his face changed!

"Little Daoyou, what did you think of?"

Shan Chu immediately asked.

"If he has really reached the realm of the Spirit Ancestor, and this matter is controlled by him behind his back, that legendary Immortal Pear Venerable with a peaceful temperament, I'm afraid he won't be able to help us!"

Yang Xiaowan said gloomily.

Take a look at the three, from a simple message, there are some holes in the situation.