"Deng Daoyou, our Great Elder wants to see you. ”

Nearly an hour later, Dongyue quietly returned to the attic.

For this news, Yansheng seemed excited. However, Deng An didn't understand the meaning behind it, and just nodded flatly. Seeing this, Yansheng hurriedly explained: "Senior Deng, you don't know, our Great Elder hasn't seen outsiders for decades. ”

When Deng An heard this, he couldn't help but be awe-struck, and hurriedly followed Dongyue, who had already left the attic. Because it was the time when the Wu clan returned from fishing and hunting, Deng An's presence made passers-by look sideways, but because of Dongyue's existence, they only whispered and did not dare to point fingers at Deng An.

As he walked, Deng An suddenly found that although it was the second time he had approached the hill, it made him feel more and more unfamiliar. It seems that overnight, the hill behind the "village and town" was moved away with ** force, and another similar hill was exchanged.

As he stepped onto the hill, the feeling became more and more determined.

However, in the depths of his subconscious, another voice has always insisted that the hill in front of him is the original hill, and his thoughts are nothing but a false fantasy.

Suddenly, Deng An woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but be afraid.

At this moment, Dongyue slowed down and looked at Deng An with a surprised expression.

After Deng An found out, he was silent on the surface, but secretly he was vigilant. The hill is a powerful place for the Wu clan, and if there is no precaution, it is not in keeping with the mystery of this group.

Since then, although Deng An will have a sense of trance from time to time, as if he is in a lofty mountain, he can overcome them one by one, stay awake, and climb the stairs.

Soon, Deng An and Dongyue came to the halfway point of the hill.

There is a cliff about 10 meters high and 100 meters long, and on both sides of it, a stream splits into two, and after bypassing the cliff, the two merge into one, forming a small pool tens of meters square.

At the foot of the cliff, in front of the small pool, there are several wooden houses.

There are two small arched bridges, one leading to the outside of the stream.

Although it looks unremarkable, Deng An can feel that if the small pool, the stream, and the cliff are a whole, then the two small bridges are two gaps. As he walked, he secretly figured it out, but he still couldn't find the slightest clue, and in desperation, he had to give up. Everything here belongs to a different cultivation system from monks and meditation cultivators.

Walking closer, Deng An first heard a burst of laughter, and then saw four or five teenagers of the Wu clan playing in the open space in front of the wooden house, although they all deliberately kept their voices down, as if they were worried about disturbing the people in the wooden house. However, in this lonely deep mountain, their voices were still very noisy, which made Dongyue frown slightly.

In terms of qualifications, these teenagers are definitely among the best among their peers.

When Deng An realized this, he couldn't help but be very surprised. However, when he thought of the importance of this place to the Wu Clan, he was immediately relieved. Over time, when they grow up, they will definitely be the backbone of the Wu Clan, and it is no accident that they appear here.

In addition, he also faintly felt that the techniques practiced by these teenagers had a sense of déjà vu. It seems that the spells cast by the young people of the Wandering Cold Realm Protoss have some connection with it.

However, when you look closely, it seems plausible.

Deng An and Dongyue's gains were soon discovered by these teenagers. When they saw Dongyue walking in front of them, they immediately stopped playing like mice and cats, and quickly dispersed and went around the wooden house, either concentrating on practicing or meditating.

However, Dongyue's shouting and scolding also began to echo around.

As if to make peace with her, a series of crisp demon beast roars came from the direction of the cliff. When Deng An carefully distinguished, they seemed to come from all directions. Moreover, he could quickly confirm that there was not a single demon beast on the sparse trees under the cliff.

In this regard, Dongyue and the other teenagers seemed to be commonplace, and there was no reaction.

Seeing that several teenagers were quiet, Dongyue stopped speaking and led Deng An straight across one of the small bridges. At this moment, a mysterious force swept past Deng An. Without warning, the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Bead suddenly shook lightly.

Deng An couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly suppressed it. Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Pearl instantly returned to calm. He secretly glanced at Dongyue with a weak heart, and saw that the other party only paused slightly, and the doubts on his face flashed, and then continued to walk towards one of the wooden houses.

"Hehe, the distinguished guest came to the door, and the old man missed the welcome. I'm sorry!I'm sorry!" an old voice, in Dongyue's stunned expression, slowly came from the wooden house in front of him.

"The juniors took the liberty to come to disturb, and I hope the seniors will forgive me. Deng An naturally understood that the other party was referring to himself. It's just that the other party is so polite that he feels flattered.

"The Wics welcome you. There was sincerity in the old man's voice.

Dongyue glanced at Deng An in surprise again, without any extra words, and politely made a gesture of please. When those teenagers saw this, they suddenly became active and wanted to slowly get closer.

"It's none of your business here!" Dongyue scolded again after realizing this.

"Well, let them be. The old man in the hut let out a soft sigh, as if to defend the boys: "They know what to say and what not to say, what to listen to and what not to hear." If you can't even do this, how can you become the future guardian of the Wu Clan. ”

When the young men heard the old man's words, their expressions showed a hint of solemnity, and they immediately gave up their plans to gather, but encouraged each other a few words, and returned to the wooden house.

"These kids are really getting more and more presumptuous. Seeing this, Dongyue's expression softened slightly, but she was still dissatisfied, and complained: "Great Elder, you dote on them too much. ”

After that, the old man seemed to fall silent.

However, Deng An could feel that there was a faint fluctuation of strength around Dongyue. Judging from her changing expression, it should be the old man who used the secret technique of sound transmission to talk to her. Moreover, judging from Dongyue's actions of looking at him many times, the content of the conversation between the two was related to him.

After a moment, Dongyue gave a gentle salute in the direction of the wooden house and turned to leave.

"Deng Xiaoyou, please come into the house for a while. The old man has arranged another task for the Dongyue patriarch, if you have any questions, you can ask me. The old man asked himself, in the entire Wu clan, there is no one who is more knowledgeable than me. When Deng An was puzzled, the voice of the cangist came.

Deng An hesitated for a moment and walked over. Aside from having no choice, the people in the cabin had not shown the slightest hint of hostility so far, and he himself did not think that the matter of the statues he wanted to know about would touch the supreme secrets of the Witch Clan.

In the wooden house, it was furnished, only the necessary beds, chairs and other things, compared with ordinary Wu families, it seemed that there was not much difference, and even looked simple and shabby.

In front of the window of the wooden house, a thin old man leaned on a wooden chair and looked intently at the object in his hand. Deng An looked carefully, it was the character statue he got from Shen Xuanxing. It's just that in the hands of the old man, it seems to have exhausted its edge and become simple and unpretentious.

For the first time, Deng An was able to take a closer look at the statue.

It was a very majestic man, with a straight body, eyes half-closed and half-open, standing with his hands in his hands, as if standing under a high heaven, looking at all the beings in the world.

However, from his eyebrows, Deng An seemed to read a faint trace of worry. Suddenly, he suddenly noticed that the outline of the statue's facial features seemed to be somewhat similar to that of a person. "Could it be her......" He knew that the stakes were high, and he did not dare to let his excitement out.

"You may be seated. I heard the Dongyue Patriarch say, do you want to know the origin of the Wu Clan's god statue?" The old man didn't look up, and he didn't seem to notice Deng An's abnormality, he casually pointed to another chair in the room, and said very politely. During this period, his eyes did not leave the statue for a moment, as if he had known Deng An for a long time and did not need to be examined at all.

"Exactly, it's the origin of this idol. Deng An added.

"Since it is a statue of our Wu Clan, it is naturally from the Wu Clan. The old man raised his head at this time, a pair of eyes that seemed to have read the vicissitudes of the world, stared at Deng An for a while, and then smiled slightly: "However, it did not come to our tribe, but other tribes." ”

"Isn't there only one Wu clan?" Deng An said in surprise.

"A long time ago, when the witch god came to the Xuanhuang Realm, there were eighteen tribes following him. These eighteen tribes are the foundation of the Xuanhuang Realm Wu Clan. It's a pity that in several great migrations and wars, our tribe was separated from other tribes. After the old man became the witch king, he has been secretly looking for the whereabouts of other tribes, but he has found nothing. Most of the remaining seventeen tribes were eradicated by the Monk Alliance, and even a few survivors changed their faces and infiltrated the mortal realm, and gradually became history. The old man's face turned gloomy.

After hearing this, Deng An couldn't help but feel some sympathy. However, it is no accident that the Wu clan has been wiped out several times, and there must be irreconcilable contradictions between them and the monks. Since it had happened too long ago, and it was the first time he had heard of this secret, it was inconvenient to make a rash conclusion.

In addition, Deng An was very curious about the origin of the Wu clan.

As for Deng An's thoughts, the old man seemed to have all the insights. He suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Regarding the origin of the Wu clan, the old man also wants to know. However, after our eighteen tribes came to the Xuanhuang Realm, they quickly lost contact with the witch god. And the reason why we were able to come to this world is that we were summoned by the witch god with the power of **, and the witch kings of the past generations did not know which interface they came from. Presumably, in the process of transmission, it passed through other interfaces. ”

"Senior, when the Wu Clan arrived, there must not be a small number of people, didn't they leave any information about that interface?" Deng An sighed and subconsciously asked.

"In the materials left by the predecessors of this clan, there are some descriptions of the Wu clan's hometown, which originally belonged to the bitter cold land, with extremely scarce resources, and the natural environment was much more sinister than the Xuanhuang Realm. In addition, there are some records of living habits, but they do not mean much to us. In terms of the inheritance of ancestors, the old man's branch is relatively well preserved because it has little contact with the outside world. The old man's face showed a hint of reminiscence.