Chapter 431 begins
I spent some time in the Tianfeng tribe again, these days, whether it was the high priest, Feng Hao or Qing Qi, they didn't come to Zhang Baijian, it seemed to be unusually busy, and the vigilance of the entire Tianfeng tribe also began to be raised, and I don't know from the outside, only the people who are in it can feel the tense atmosphere.
The outside is loose and the inside is tight, which is the current state of the Tianfeng tribe.
Until this day, Feng Hao came to the door with a smile on his face.
"What's the trouble?" Zhang Baijian looked at Feng Hao lazily, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and Feng Hao's face was covered with a layer of oil, and it seemed that his life was extremely moisturized. But these seemed to be just appearances, at least Zhang Baijian saw a trace of exhaustion and confusion from the depths of his eyes.
Feng Hao's eyes glared and snorted: "Could it be that I am such a snob in your eyes?"
Zhang Baijian glanced at him obliquely and teased, "Isn't it?"
Feng Hao waved his hand and said very unhappily: "Of course not! I came to you to watch the ceremony this time." ”
"Watching the ceremony?" Zhang Baijian was stunned.
Feng Hao said: "The high priest has united more than a dozen elders in the clan to perform the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun at noon today, and then the Longshou patriarch will use the soul attraction spell to pull my mother's soul back. ”
In Zhang Baijian's mind, the various formulas and seals about the soul attraction spell flashed quickly.
It soon became clear that Feng Hao's mother was a half-step emperor god-level powerhouse, and it was logical that the one who cast a soul-attracting spell on her should be the emperor god. Even a powerhouse who was also a half-step emperor god would find it difficult to pull her lost soul back.
However, there are exceptions to everything, and it should be best in the middle of the night when the soul attraction spell is cast, when the yin energy is thick and the yang energy is not prosperous. The wandering soul is especially evident in the dark night. The exception is that every time the tengu eats the sun and the moon and there is no light, all the yang energy will retreat, leaving only the yin energy to wander between the heaven and the earth. In this case. Even a half-step Emperor God-level powerhouse has a chance to summon back the soul of a half-step Emperor God.
The vision of heaven and earth such as the tengu eclipse sun is hard to find. However, the combination of many strong people can also temporarily seal the heat and yang energy radiated by the Taiyi God to the mortal world, achieving an effect similar to that of a tengu eating the sun.
"I said no wonder, the guards of the Heavenly Wind Tribe have been so tight these days. Zhang Baijian said.
Feng Hao nodded and said: "This is natural, the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun is the top magic power, and the most troublesome thing is that once this magic power is cast." It will be counterattacked by heaven and earth, even if more than a dozen elders share the counterattack, it will reduce their cultivation by seventy percent in a short period of time, if there is a foreign invasion at that time, it will be a big trouble!"
Zhang Baijian frowned: "Since that's the case, why don't you wait a little longer?"
Feng Hao's face froze, he glanced at Zhang Baijian deeply, and finally said, "This is the secret of my Tianfeng tribe." I shouldn't have said it, but I'm afraid it's not a secret now. ”
"What's going on?" asked Zhang Baijian.
Feng Hao said: "Some time ago. We seem to have done a bit too much, and the desperate desire to get the Soul Charm still makes many people suspicious. ”
"Be clear!"
"Holy Maiden, what is the duty of the Holy Maiden of my Tianfeng Tribe, do you know?" Feng Hao asked as he looked at Zhang Baijian.
Zhang Baijian said: "Didn't you say that it was a person who was used to serve the ancestral spirit?"
"What is an ancestral spirit?" Feng Hao asked rhetorically.
This question directly made Zhang Baijian stunned, according to the general truth. Ancestral spirits are a type of being between a god and a powerful spirit, often composed of fragments of the ancestral souls of a family or race, with great power in a fixed area to protect future generations. However, the Heavenly Wind Tribe was a powerful tribe inherited from ancient times, and ordinary ancestral spirits had no protective effect on them. Only the emperor god can suppress the eons.
"Could it be the Emperor God?"
"That's right! It's the Emperor God! Actually, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Wind Tribe. It is the liaison person who contacts the ancestors of the emperor gods. Not only the Tianfeng Tribe, but every other big force has such a role. This method of communication is known only to the saints of the past, and the people next to them, even the high priests and patriarchs, do not know. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the enemies of my Tianfeng tribe, Xiaomei has been regarded as a saint all these years, but in fact, she is only not worthy of the name. Because she didn't know how to contact my Heavenly Wind Tribe's ancestor Emperor God at all. ”
"In order to wake up my mother, some of our actions were a little too radical. This seems to allow outsiders to see the flaw. Feng Hao's face was full of worry.
Zhang Baijian was puzzled: "You mean, someone wants to take advantage of the fact that the Tianfeng Tribe can't contact the ancestor emperor god and wipe out the Tianfeng Tribe in one fell swoop?"
Feng Hao nodded: "There is this possibility!, so the elders decided to give it a go, and immediately summon the soul of their mother and let her return to the yang." ”
Zhang Baijian's brows were still tightly locked: "Where are those ancestors and emperors now?"
Feng Hao spread his hands and said: "I don't know about this, it seems that except for those liaison officers in each of the big forces, even if other people are male lords and half-step emperor gods, they don't know where those emperor gods are." In our entire tribe, the only emperor god we can find is the one on the Heavenly Wind God Mountain. ”
For the Fengtian Emperor God, Feng Hao still has resentment.
Let's talk about walking, Zhang Baijian has already walked into the center of the Tianfeng tribe with Feng Hao.
There was a huge altar with a high octagonal shape, surrounded by more than a hundred large fireballs burning with blue fire. Those fireballs are the natural fire, the Xuanyin True Fire. This kind of flame has the effect of incinerating yang energy, and if ordinary people touch it, they will immediately be drained of all yang energy and die.
These fireballs were suspended around the altar, lowering the temperature of the surrounding air to freezing, and layers of frost covered the ground, and many clansmen who were weaker in cultivation looked at those huge blue fireballs with a frightened expression, and avoided them from afar.
On the altar, there is a Xuan Bing bed, and on the bed lies a woman dressed in white, her eyebrows are very similar to Feng Hao and Qing Qi, and there is an incomparable grace and luxury in the appearance of the country and the city.
Needless to say, that is Feng Hao's mother, a generation of emperor gods, the wife of the wind emperor god, the last generation of saints of the Tianfeng tribe, and the liaison between the previous emperor gods.
And just around the Xuanbing bed, there were dozens of elders of the Heavenly Wind Tribe sitting cross-legged, and these elders were all at the peak of the witch god with the lowest cultivation, and there were as many as six or seven of them who had reached the half-step emperor god level.
The High Priest and Long Shou stood at the opposite ends of the Xuan Ice Bed, their faces solemn.
Qing Qi knelt beside the Xuanbing bed, holding the hand of the woman on the Xuanbing bed with one hand, looking excited and nervous.
Zhang Baijian consciously paused a few hundred meters away from the altar and let Feng Hao walk up to the altar alone.
Seeing Feng Hao coming, both the High Priest and Long Shou nodded at him separately.
Around the altar, a large army of the Heavenly Wind Tribe stood solemnly and quietly, forming a huge formation, condensing everyone's momentum into a whole. In order to perform the technique of stealing the sky and changing the sun, almost all the powerhouses of the entire Tianfeng tribe have already been dispatched. If there is a strong foreign enemy, it can only be dealt with by relying on the unified force formed by these armies.
On the altar, the high priest looked up at the sky and said lightly, "It's noon!
The scorching sun overhead is radiating a brilliant brilliance, sprinkling the light of selflessness in all directions.
With the change of the high priest's handprint, the dozen or so elders sitting behind him also quickly pinched the handprint.
A huge formation appeared above the altar, blooming with infinite cyan light.
Looking up at the scorching sun, the high priest shouted: "Elders, let's work together!
As he spoke, he pointed his palm towards the scorching sun in the sky, and a jade-white pillar of light rushed towards the scorching sun. Immediately after the High Priest, more than a dozen pillars of light of different colors rose up, converging in mid-air, and all flew towards the scorching sun. (To be continued.) )