Two days later.

Qin Xianyu had been guarding not far from the outside of the village, hiding on the side.

There hasn't been much change in Changliu Village so far, but everyone has a look of fear and panic, and some people have even begun to pack their bags and packages, intending to leave Changliu Village.

Qin Xianyu sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, looking down on the huge village under the mountain in front of him.

He remembered what he had seen that day.

The little girl fell to her knees in front of the statue of the real dragon, her shoulders shaking, and she couldn't stop crying.

Although Chen'er is young, in Qin Xianyu's eyes, she is holy and omniscient, and she is really a real fairy woman. Although she is young, no one dares to despise her, and whenever she sees her, she can't help but be in awe from the bottom of her heart.

But on that day, the calm and indifferent, leisurely and peaceful dusty girl, she fell to her knees, and was crying, crying so weakly.

Somehow, Qin Xianyu's heart seemed to be tightened.

Guilt, self-blame, and confusion made him feel quite uncomfortable, but he was born in a pure realm, and finally suppressed all kinds of emotions.

"When is this going to be?"

The cultivator of the Tiangang realm frowned slightly and said, "If there is nothing to do all the time, will you have to keep it for ten or eight years, or for a lifetime?"

This person's name is Ning Hui, but he is just a young man, and his temperament is also good, and he seems quite kind, but he doesn't agree with staying here. After all, when Changliu Village saved his life, he was in a coma, and he was driven out less than half a day after waking up. Although he knew that Changliu Village had saved his life, he really didn't feel much gratitude in his heart.

Qin Xianyu glanced at him and said calmly, "You can leave on your own." ”

There are countless kinds of people in the world, and each person thinks differently. The style of doing things is also different.

Not everyone who has received kindness. You have to know how to repay it.

Qin Xianyu didn't expect him to accompany him. Guarding Changliu Village together.

After all, it's yourself who really causes trouble.

Although this Ning Hui was courteous and polite, Qin Xianyu could still sense the dissatisfaction in his heart.

It's not me Songhui who is causing trouble, why do you want me to guard here together?

This kind of dissatisfaction is human nature, and Qin Xianyu doesn't think there is anything wrong with him. But after that, this person's humble and respectful appearance fell in Qin Xianyu's eyes, and he no longer felt close.

Ruan Qingyu clenched his fists slightly and said, "Changliu Village is a life-saving grace for you. ”

Song Hui's face was full of apologies. He smiled bitterly: "But I still have important things to do, so I can't delay." ”

Qin Xianyu said lightly: "You go, the trouble is caused by the poor road, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Song Hui looked guilty, seemed to hesitate, and after a long time, he finally gave a salute and went down the mountain.

Qin Xianyu watched his back go away, turned his head to look at Ruan Qingyu, and said, "If you don't want to stay." You can also leave. ”

"Stay for a little longer, and be sure that it will be all right. Let's leave again. ”

After Ruan Qingyu finished speaking, he was a little puzzled and asked, "What kind of holy fruit did you take? This Changliu Village does seem to have a sense of impending disaster. ”

Qin Xianyu was silent slightly, and then his mana condensed, drawing a pattern on the ground.

For painting, Qin Xianyu didn't have much experience, but he often carved runes, and in those three years of refinement, he also carved formation patterns, so his hands were extremely stable, and his portrayal score was not bad. In addition, there are slight dissimilarities, such as some deviations in the thick and thin lines on the ground, so they are condensed with mana and slightly modified.

After a while, a flower was sketched, and the rhizome, petals, and the bead-like holy fruit in the middle were all similar to the real thing.

Qin Xianyu said: "The flowers are light red, the rhizomes are light cyan, there is some fragrance, and the bead in the middle is red like blood, which is the holy fruit of Changliu Village." ”

Ruan Qingyu frowned, and after a moment, hesitated and said, "It's a little familiar." ”

These words exploded in my mind like a thunderbolt.

Qin Xianyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked, "Do you recognize this holy fruit?"

Ruan Qingyu shook his head and said, "It's just a little familiar, but I can't remember it." ”

A cultivator of the Gangsha level has the ability to never forget.

Even she couldn't remember the things, and she didn't know how long ago they were, and the impression was pitiful and she couldn't take them to heart. Perhaps, in fact, she did not recognize this holy fruit, but she had seen a relatively similar species, so she had some illusions and thought she was familiar.

"I don't recognize it. ”

Ruan Qingyu shook his head and said, "There is only a little vague familiarity, but I can't remember it clearly, I'm afraid it's a mistake." ”

Qin Xianyu sighed, a little regretful.

"A flower, a small bead, has such a big stake. Qin Xianyu closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "I don't know what the effect is?"

Ruan Qingyu pondered for a moment and said: "It is rumored that there are some strange flowers and fruits, condensing the essence of heaven and earth, once touched, they will collapse and crack, leading to natural disasters. Moreover, there are times of morning and evening, maybe after you touch the strange flowers and fruits, the next moment the mountains will shake, maybe two more days, maybe ten days and eight days. According to records, this kind of change usually does not take more than half a month. ”

Qin Xianyu groaned: "In another half a month, we will see." Besides, are there any other types?"

If it's just the mountains shaking, Qin Xianyu still has some methods, although it can't be calmed down, but at least Changliu Village can be preserved.

Ruan Qingyu muttered: "There is also a record that a tribe in the barbarian territory will have a kind of strange poison in its body, which cannot be cured, and can only be temporarily suppressed with the help of some kind of strange flower, and that strange flower is respected as a sacred object of the tribe. Is it the same with the holy fruit you take?"

Qin Xianyu groaned slightly and said, "It's not like that." ”

......

Half a month has passed, and the people of Changliu Village have already left, while the remaining people are still working hard every day.

It seems that everything is calm, but every person in Changliu Village has a bad face. Although some time has passed, the anger has subsided, and some people vaguely return to the previous days, talking and laughing, but there is always a taste of reluctance.

In Changliu Village, there is still a gloomy and low atmosphere.

It looks like the people in the village, quietly waiting for death.

"What's going on?"

Qin Xianyu had a headache when he thought about it. In the end, it is the sword of the Dao. Cut away the excess emotions. Return to peace.

Ruan Qingyu set up a tent over there and was cultivating at the moment.

Suddenly, there was a whisper from inside the tent.

Qin Xianyu suddenly drew his sword and turned his head to look.

Ruan Qingyu came out of the tent, his face was slightly excited, and said, "That's the dragon breath fruit." ”

Qin Xianyu was slightly stunned.

"When I was young, I looked through the books in the library of the clan and saw the portrait and description of this holy fruit. But I just turned the page, I didn't have much impression, and I was too young at the time, and I had more than 20 years to remember it. Ruan Qingyu said: "Shi Cai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and only then did he remember what he saw on that page back then, this holy fruit in Changliu Village is the rumored dragon breath fruit. ”

Qin Xianyu is very unfamiliar with this name.

Seeing this, Ruan Qingyu explained: "It is rumored that the dragon breath fruit is born from dragon blood irrigation. ”

Qin Xianyu was slightly stunned. said, "Where is a real dragon here?"

"Not now, not necessarily before. Ruan Qingyu said: "If there is a large amount of dragon blood irrigation. When the land is infiltrated by dragon blood and turns into red soil, there is more than half hope that dragon breath fruit will grow. ”

Then she frowned slightly, and said to herself: "The dragon breath fruit is a rare treasure, which can make people increase their cultivation and improve their physique, but there are only people who practice martial arts in this Changliu Village, and the value of the dragon breath fruit should not be very clear, at most it is only used to eat, and then volatilize a large amount of medicinal effect, and only a few medicinal powers that can make mortals withstand it to improve their physique." If these are the only uses, they should not be discouraged by great calamity. ”

Qin Xianyu muttered: "Isn't it because they regard the Dragon Breath Fruit as a holy relic, so they feel that the holy relic has been desecrated, so they feel that a catastrophe is coming?"

Ruan Qingyu nodded and said: "This kind of phenomenon is common in Nanzhou, especially in the rumored wilderness territory, where there are many tribes, and many tribes almost regard the things that symbolize precious meaning in the clan as more important than themselves. According to the records of my Ruan family's library, my ancestors had heard that there was a small tribe on the other side of the wild territory, because the only item left by the ancestors was damaged, causing all the people in the tribe, men, women, and children, to commit suicide and apologize. ”

Qin Xianyu said: "In the past, there was indeed a dragon clan guarding Changliu Village. ”

Ruan Qingyu looked surprised.

Qin Xianyu continued: "But after many years, there are already people in Changliu Village who doubt whether there is really a dragon clan and whether they have guarded the village. But this time without the Holy Fruit, the whole village has this sense of impending catastrophe, even those who don't believe in the True Dragon Divine Beast, as far as I can see, it is probably not because of the fear of desecrating the Holy Artifact and causing the True Dragon to surrender. ”

"Nope. Ruan Thanh Yu said: "Maybe they just regard the dragon breath fruit as a holy relic, but whether the real dragon is related to the village or not has nothing to do with it. What they really regard as holy things is only the dragon's breath fruit. ”

She couldn't say it clearly, but Qin Xianyu could hear it clearly.

For example, a magic weapon comes from the hand of a certain refining master, and because of the name of this refining master, this magic weapon is extremely famous and is regarded as a inheritance treasure. But after it has been passed down for many years, future generations may have forgotten the name of the master refiner, but this magic weapon is extremely cherished by future generations because of its great use, extraordinary things, or because the ancestors passed it down and has extraordinary significance.

At that time, what will be precious to future generations is only this magic weapon, and it doesn't matter which refining master this magic weapon comes from.

That's what Nguyen Thanh Yu meant.

What Changliu Village cherishes is this dragon breath fruit.

Now that one of the dragon's breath fruits has been removed, it is a desecration of the holy relics.

The desecration of the relics is a catastrophe in the eyes of many tribes, perhaps fearing the gods, or seeing it as a sign of tribal decay, and even some tribes commit suicide because of this, and the blood of the clan has been cut off since then.

If the effect of the dragon breath fruit on Changliu Village is only because it is a holy relic, and it is only because it is desecrated, that the people of Changliu Village are so disheartened, low and gloomy, then it will make people speechless.

If this is the case, it seems a little ridiculous that Qin Xianyu and Ruan Qingyu are guarding here.

Qin Xianyu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Hold on for a while." ”

Ruan Qingyu nodded.

And so, another ten days passed.

Until this day.

Ruan Qingyu found the place where Guanglin Stone was. (To be continued......)