The three elders of the Void Immortal Realm of the Jade Fu Spirit Stream displayed the three major divine Gus, which can be described as earth-shattering ghosts and gods, directly blasting a ghost king into scum, and then using violent means to clean up the evil ghosts in the Jade Fu Spirit Stream.

After experiencing the baptism of war, Yufu Lingjian finally ushered in the serenity and tranquility of the past, but in this tranquility, there was a deep sadness.

Some of the people of the hundred tribes have sad faces, wreaths around their necks, and their mouths are reciting obscure sacrifices, and they are paying tribute to their dead relatives and praying for their souls.

On the wide altar, hundreds of people of the Hundred Tribes, with the highest etiquette in southern Xinjiang, pilgrimage to the statue of Emperor Wa, again and again, as if they did not know tiredness, in their eyes, forever burning with scorching piety.

Perhaps in this painful atmosphere, they can only relieve some of their pain by pouring out their faith to the gods of faith.

Among all the people, only Jiang Chen was indifferent, his face was not sad, and he was out of place with his surroundings, he stayed on the altar for a while, then turned around and left, he needed to help those injured clansmen, although the medicine Gu of the medicine spirit clan had an extraordinary healing effect, but compared with the magic of the spirit pill with immediate results, it was still a lot inferior.

As Jiang Chen cured more and more people of the hundred tribes, Jiang Chen, a foreigner with miraculous medical skills, suddenly became a celebrity of Yufu Lingjian, and his reputation spread far and wide, and he also won the respect of the people of the hundred tribes.

At least the people of the hundred tribes who were cured by him were grateful.

The atmosphere of the Jade Fu Spirit Stream is better than that of the Blue Spirit Valley, perhaps because the Blue Spirit Valley is close to the periphery, and often comes into contact with the Central Plains monks, with a suspicious personality and deep thoughts, not at all like the people in the Jade Spirit Stream, so bold and straightforward, without scheming. treats the life-saving benefactor completely grateful to Dade and treats him as a relative.

Jiang Chen couldn't bear their enthusiasm, but fortunately, when the elixir ran out, he finally hid in the house under the pretext of alchemy, and didn't come out for a long time. Until one day, Chang Ling suddenly came to the door.

"Jiang Chen, the Great Priest wants to see you......"

After saying a word, Chang Ling didn't wait for Jiang Chen to react, so he dragged him out of the house, Jiang Chen couldn't cry or laugh, there was no need to be in such a hurry.

"By the way, aren't you worshipping at the altar, it's over?"

"It's not called worship, it's a sacrificial ritual for the hundreds of tribes in southern Xinjiang to pray for the blessings of the deceased. Chang Ling said solemnly.

It can be seen that Chang Ling's mood is not too good, his face is sad, his eyebrows are lowered, he looks sad, he doesn't talk much, he chats with Jiang Chen casually, and then walks with his head down.

After a few days of reconstruction, the Yufu Lingjian has been restored to a bit of the former appearance, noisy flowers, peach blossoms, dyed red a mountain forest, the fog rises, the island is suspended, the flowing spring and waterfall, the rainbow bridge looms, it can really be described as a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Walking in the Yufu Lingjian, Jiang Chen only felt refreshed physically and mentally, and a feeling completely different from that of the White Emperor City arose. Although the White Emperor City is one of the few blessed places in Shenzhou, the atmosphere is too dignified, there are few mountains, rocks and trees, and more white jade palaces, solemn and serious, not like the natural tranquility of the jade Fuling Stream.

"Jiang Chen, when you meet the great sacrifice, remember not to act recklessly, and be careful when you speak. Chang Ling stopped in front of a wooden house and whispered.

Jiang Chen understood. ”

"Go inside, the High Priest is already waiting for you inside......"

Looking at Jiang Chen's back, Chang Ling put his hands together and put them on his chest, whispering something to the devil, with a pious face.

The Great Priest is the most noble person in the Yufu Lingjian, he is the most pious guard of the Wahuang Holy Mother, and the only one of the hundred tribes who can freely enter the Wahuang Temple.

In the land of southern Xinjiang, the great sacrifice is the true god of Emperor Wa, who is the spokesperson of Emperor Wa in the world, preaching oracles, communicating with heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, and has incredible divine power.

At the thought of seeing this legendary great sacrifice in southern Xinjiang, Rao cultivated in Jiang Chen's state of mind, and couldn't help but beat his heart faster.

However, the great sacrifice that Jiang Chen saw was completely different from what he imagined, in his imagination, the great sacrifice should be majestic and noble, unsmiling, and holy as an immortal, but the thin old man in front of him had white hair, wrinkled on his face, with a gentle smile, and warm eyes, like an elder, quietly looking at Jiang Chen who walked into the house.

"Jiang Chen, a disciple of the deacon of White Emperor City, has seen all the seniors......"

"Humph!"

A cold snort, like thunder, exploded in Jiang Chen's ears, shaking his blood surged, his face changed slightly, and the aura around his body flickered, and it was difficult to suppress the restlessness caused by the sound.

"Void Wonderland power!"

Jiang Chen's eyes were cold, and he turned his head to look at the person who made the sound, only to see that this person was sitting under the head of the great sacrifice, ranking first on the left, with a tall figure, a leopard's head and eyes, swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, and he was like thunder.

"Look at what to see, if you don't accept it, if you don't accept it, let's go out and practice. The man's eyes widened, his beard exploded, and he spoke like thunder, shaking the wooden house slightly.

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, he didn't answer, but looked at the others carefully, in addition to the chief priest and this hun man, there was also a red-haired old man, a burly man, a kind woman and a cold middle-aged man, who were impressively listed.

"Sure enough, it's Qingxu's apprentice of that old horseman, and the temperament of this soft egg hasn't changed at all. The man who had spoken before spoke again, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Seniors know Shizun?" Jiang Chen's eyes were sharp, looking directly at this person.

"Hey, Lao Tzu met ...... decades ago" Hun Ren sneered, paused slightly, showed a trace of confusion on his face, and asked Jiang Chen: "Qingxu Lao'er didn't even mention me to you?"

"Shizun is the elder of Bai Dan in the White Emperor City, he is in a high position, how can he mention rudeness and namelessness!" Jiang Chen replied coldly.

"Hehe, funny boy. The red-haired old man chuckled, and the others also had playful expressions.

"Bastard, I'm!"

The fierce face of the man turned red, and he smashed the wooden table with one palm, and stood up suddenly, his whole body was full of momentum, like an enraged lioness, humming and snorting, dressed in rough clothes, staring at Jiang Chen.

"Boy, Qingxu doesn't dare to talk to me like this, just rely on you as a junior in the Awakening Realm, dare to insult me like this?"

"There is a saying since ancient times that those who insult others will always be humiliated!"

"Do you really think I won't dare to kill you?" said the man gloomily.

"Hmph, bullying the weak, but Er'er, if you are also a Awakening Realm cultivator, Jiang Chen will kill you, like slaughtering a chicken and a dog!"

"Good boy, be brave enough, go, let's go out and practice, Lao Tzu will teach you how to be a person." "Hun people are overjoyed and can't wait to rush out.

Jiang Chen: "......"

"Taiye, sit down, the guests are coming from afar, how can you be so lazy......"

The soft voice, like the wind, formless and phaseless, like rain, cool and quiet, like the murmur of relatives, cordial and gentle, for no reason, Jiang Chen actually had a good feeling in his heart.

"What a great man!"

Jiang Chen's eyes shrank, his sword intent was like a knife, cutting off this strange thought, and looking at the gaze of the great priest, it was extremely solemn. This old man does not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, but sitting there, it gives people the illusion that he is close at hand and far away from the end of the world.

"It's so wild, it's a lot of offense, and I ask Xiaoyou to forgive me. The High Priest smiled.

Jiang Chen glanced at him and glared at him, but he didn't say a word, and hurriedly saluted and said, "Jiang Chen doesn't dare." ”

"Little friend, please take a seat!"

Jiang Chen sat down according to his words, except for the muddy man who was still staring and looking unhappy, several other people, including the big priest, looked at themselves with strange eyes, Jiang Chen looked at his senses of taste, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, as if an old monk was settled.

"Xiaoyou came to meaning, the patriarch of the Changli tribe has already informed the holy land, and we have already known, but the Nine Heavens Rest Soil is the thing created by the Holy Mother of the Emperor of the Earth, and it is a holy relic of the hundred tribes in southern Xinjiang, and it cannot be easily shown, so this matter still needs to be discussed within the clan, and Xiaoyou can rest in the Yufu Lingjian for a few days to see the customs of southern Xinjiang. The Great Priest said leisurely, his voice was not hurried, with an inexplicable rhythm, which made Jiang Chen unable to have any thoughts of refutation.

"Let Xiaoyou come today, but in order to thank Xiaoyou for their righteous help, the old decay plaque thanked Xiaoyou on behalf of the Holy Land. ”

Plaque, this should be the name of the great sacrifice, Jiang Chen is quite weird, this name is very different from the surname of the Central Plains, the big sacrifice is an elder, the status is high, how dare Jiang Chen accept this big gift, he quickly got up and returned the salute, not daring to slack off.

"Hmph, the people of the Central Plains are all hypocrites!" Seeing Jiang Chen's actions, Hun Ren couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Chen looked ahead and directly ignored him, causing his chest to rise and fall, and he jumped like thunder.

"Boy, this is how you teach your disciples in White Emperor City, and you are so rude to your elders?" said Hun Ren slanted his glance at Jiang Chen.

"Etiquette, heavy weapons, not vulgar people can accept!" Jiang Chen did not back down.

"Boy, you have the ability to go out with Lao Tzu to practice, Lao Tzu will teach you how to behave......"

"People are not people, and falsehoods teach people to be people, which is ridiculous!"

"Bastard thing!" Hun Ren's face exploded, panting like a cow, his eyes were wide open, waiting for Jiang Chen, that look, eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Taiye, sit down, what kind of posture is this!" said the high priest softly, although his voice was soft, but in the ears of the people, it was like a flood of bells and great Lu, deafening, and he couldn't help himself, and sat down.

"Don't blame Xiaoyou, when Taiye was young, he had some festivals with your Qingxu real people, and in the blink of an eye for decades, Taiye was upset, not intentionally offended, and Xiaoyou took care of it. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen glanced at the people and did not speak, this person provoked many times, even if Jiang Chen was calm and modest, he couldn't help but be angry, but he thought that he had something to ask for, and it was not appropriate to hold grudges, so he endured it so far, at this time, the great priest mediated from it, and Jiang Chen had to borrow a donkey to go downhill.

"Yao Concubine, take Jiang Chen's little friend to meet Xiao Niang......"

"Yes, the Great Priest ......"

The only woman among the several people, holding a jasper pestle, got up to respond, and then smiled kindly at Jiang Chen and nodded slightly.

"Junior farewell!" Jiang Chen bowed and saluted, and followed the woman out of the wooden house slowly.