Chapter Forty-Seven: An Invitation to the Wind Village

"No branches?"

The old patriarch was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"The only thing he can lead Yucun to the imperial capital in the future is ourselves, don't question my words, there is no branch," Li Fan emphasized again, that kid made him very unhappy.

"Remember the teachings of the Priest Spirit. ”

The old patriarch lowered his head and rekindled his fighting spirit.

Yes, the current rain village is weaker than whom.

Leaving this dangerous place and going to the Heavenly Fire Country to survive has always been the wish of the old patriarch, this place is really scared of life, and life is not guaranteed.

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit, I heard what the kid said just now, many disciples of the family have come to travel in the Great Wilderness, and I am afraid that someone from the royal family will also come to ......."

Shui Erhu trotted over and said respectfully to Li Fan.

He learned in Lei Village that the royal family was not on good terms with Yu Village and the other three ancient villages, and he was obviously a little worried.

"It's okay, wait for you to organize a competition, I'll see what level of cultivation in Yucun has reached now......" Li Fan waved his hand at Shui Erhu and walked straight to the main hall above the square.

It is said that this is the main hall, but it is more like a larger, more empty room...... Li Fan didn't bother to complain about this architectural style.

Now the whole hall is empty, only there is a cold stone chair at the top, which has just been built, and it is too late to arrange.

Li Fan has to feel it no matter what he says, sitting on the chair at the moment, like an emperor.

The eleven Spirit Pattern Realm cultivators from Rain Village also walked in under Li Fan's transmission, standing below and waiting for the arrangement of the spirit sacrifice.

Li Fan felt that it was time to instruct these people, at least when the people from the royal family came over, they would have more strength.

Now one by one, without Li Fan opening his mouth, he automatically reported his cultivation.

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit, I have a heavy spirit pattern, and I have only comprehended the two attack and killing techniques in the Great Wilderness Sutra, which has disgraced the God of War Army. ”

A young man who looked weak spoke with his head pressed low.

At this time, the square suddenly became noisy.

"An invitation from the priest of Wind Village?"

"Do you want us to visit Rain Village to Wind Village?"

"Do you want us to sacrifice the spirits to go to the rain village in person?"

"The kid who delivered the letter, you're awesome, Fengcun is amazing, come on, come on, pass two moves. ”

......

Li Fan frowned, listening to the noise outside, and couldn't understand what arrangements there were for him to suddenly be called to Feng Village at this time.

At this time, a large whirlpool appeared in the sky, and purple qi swept in all directions.

This scene is so familiar with the big black dog killing Rain Village before.

A loud voice also came from inside.

"Hahahaha, the priest of Rain Village, if you don't want this doll to die, it's best to come to Rain Village by yourself, remember to bring what I want. ”

After the voice finished speaking, a vague scene began to clear.

Everyone saw that it was a vast lake, and a fat man with a languid life was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

On the other side, the big black dog sat on the side, crossing Erlang's legs.

"Water three lakes! I said why I hadn't seen this kid for a long time. Li Fan whispered, but the temperature of the entire hall began to drop.

"Don't you know that this dog thing is very protective? If you do personal work, you will do things for labor and management......"

Li Fan greeted the big black dog in his heart, and the big willow tree at the head of Yucun Village, two willow branches intertwined, suddenly twisted the whirlpool in the sky.

"Priest Spirit......

The water and lakes want to talk and stop.

"A few of you, come with me to Wind Village, our Rain Village has a small population, when will it be the turn of a small Wind Village to point fingers......

After Li Fan finished speaking, a passage constructed by the Spirit Sacrifice Method went straight to Feng Village.

During this time, the big black dog didn't come to him, and Li Fan thought that he didn't want the little bell.

Unexpectedly, it was tied up in the three lakes of water.

"Little Wind Village......" Several people from the God of War Army only felt that these words were domineering, and the current Rain Village was indeed qualified to say that Wind Village was a small wind village.

Even if the population exceeds 1,000, there is no fear.

"Lord Sacrifice Spirit, I want to say that the sacrifice spirit of Wind Village, there are some evil sects, in the past few days when you are away, there have been some turmoil, and now you are so blatantly letting us go, I'm afraid there are some traps. In the passage, before the five lakes of water were finished, they had already landed, and the scene in front of them was instantly clear, next to a lake.

This is the center of the Wind Village, and it is usually a place of relaxation for worshippers.

"Did Xiao Zhong bring it?" The big black dog looked at the people in the rain village who had landed, and his eyes stayed on Li Fan for a while, the one at the head, that's right, handsome and Shenwu.

The big black dog now has a more mysterious temperament than before.

"For some reason, I didn't want to have too much friction with you, but you have repeatedly provoked my bottom line, it seems that I was too merciful before. ”

Li Fan took a step forward, and an invisible wind pressure shook all directions, as if it was a cold winter moon at this moment.

Li Fan saw Shuisanhu lying on the ground and dying, this rough man with infinite strength was now covered in injuries, indescribably miserable, and a wave of anger churned in his heart.

As the sacrificial spirit of Yu Village, seeing his people so miserable, he felt that he was incompetent, not to mention that all the people in Yu Village recognized Li Fan, and Li Fan really had no reason to let go of this big black dog for a few days.

Beside the big black dog, there was also a young man.

The young man was very arrogant, and he never looked at the group of people in Yucun from beginning to end, but he treated the big black dog very respectfully.

Li Fan only glanced at it and stopped paying attention, this young man has the level of the peak of transforming spirits.

I'm afraid that he is one of the young heroes who came to the Central Region at the moment, but compared to the sword-wielding young man he met in the mountains and forests, this feeling is much weaker.

Shui Wuhu had a gloomy face, and hurriedly ran over to carry Shui Sanhu over.

At this time, there were neat and uniform footsteps all around, and hundreds of people appeared in dense numbers.

"On behalf of all the people in Feng Village, I welcome the priests of Yu Village to come to my Feng Village. ”

An old man on crutches appeared and arched his hand at Li Fan.

"Old man, most of the people who have been buried in the ground, walk carefully, try not to stretch out your hands indiscriminately, otherwise Fengcun will have to change the patriarch. Shui Wuhu said coldly, the meaning of the threat was obvious.

Now that Shuisanhu has taken him behind him, Fengcun didn't stop him, looking at the dense figures around him, obviously he didn't plan to let the people of Yucun leave easily from the beginning.

"Hehe, don't bother Xiaoyou, I have five hundred monks in Feng Village, but it is Yu Village, why are so few people here? Do you look down on my Feng Village?"

Now Li Fan has blocked the cultivation of the group, so its impression is still stuck in a year ago, and now its eyes are on Shui Yanyan's body, which is extremely cold.

"It's not that I look down on it, this is my hunting team in Yucun, and I think it's already very face-saving. Said Wuhu pointed to the nine people behind him, and the corners of his mouth hung with a playful amplitude.

"Deception!"

The old dog's crutches stomped on the ground fiercely, and his face turned green with anger.

Bring a hunting party to Wind Village, is it because this is a hunting ground?

"Take it!" Feng Lao Dog gave an order, and hundreds of people's cultivation dispersed, and this place seemed to have become a Shura field, and the blood was so thick that red rays could be seen in the air, spreading like ripples.

The realm of refining blood is to forge the body and cast the blood.

"A year ago, I forcibly became a monk with the blood of a strange beast, but I didn't expect to die yet?" said Shui Wuhu Yun lightly, not afraid of this ocean of blood at all.