Chapter 141 The wilderness is about to be in chaos (1)
The village is quiet and peaceful, with smoke rising from cooking fires mixed with the aroma of food, and the laughter of children and the contentment of the elderly can be vaguely heard in the air.
"Got home!"
On the back of the bird, Lin Zhuang and others were excited. They had gained a lot from this trip, and they had a lot of treasures all over their bodies.
Especially in the Fenbaoya Stone Forest, at least they had to dig out no less than a hundred weapons, which can be said to make them rich overnight.
Although most of the blades have become dilapidated with the passage of time, many of them still retain the slightest trace of their previous power, which is very extraordinary.
Several people couldn't wait to share it with everyone, but they didn't know what happened to the relic Feng Luan below them just now.
Feng Luan calmed down and leaned down to rush down. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he still stirred up strong winds and alarmed the passing villagers.
"What the hell is that? It's so big?"
"No matter what it is, when you come to our village, just prepare boiling water for stewing!"
Some villagers licked the corners of their mouths and couldn't help but drool. This phoenix looked too fat. One look at it revealed that it was tender and juicy and that it was a fine meat delicacy.
Feng Luan, who had just landed, staggered suddenly and almost collapsed to the ground in fear. It was indeed a village that worshiped gods. The folk customs were indeed strong enough!
"Hahaha, everyone is back safely!"
Old man Lin walked up. Although he was old, his eyes were sharp enough. He directly spotted Lin Zhuang and others on the back of the bird, and couldn't help but smile.
"Father!"
"Grandpa, the village chief..."
Several people quickly jumped off the bird's back and went up to say hello cordially.
"How are you, everyone? How was your harvest from this trip?" Old Man Lin was affable and had a big smile on his face.
"I'm not bragging, Grandpa Lin. This harvest is definitely a bumper harvest. It's an unprecedented bumper harvest!" Tuwazi patted his chest and said confidently.
While speaking, he opened the animal skin bag and poured out a lot of stuff. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, it almost piled up like a hill.
"Oh my, that's a lot, that's a lot!" Old Man Lin stroked his beard and became more and more frightened. In just a short time, he had actually seen several really good things.
"Brother Zhuang, this stupid bird looks like it has a lot of meat. Is it specially made for the brothers?"
In the distance, a man who was in the hunting team with Lin Zhuang came up and looked back and forth in front of Feng Luan. The intention of wanting the sword bird to eat its meat was almost self-evident in his eyes.
At this moment, everyone had already begun to consider whether to steam or bake it, and also discussed the specific cooking steps, which completely frightened this usually ferocious relic and shrank into one place, fearing that these men Will really sharpen his knife to the fat bird.
"Go, go, this is a relic. It will be my future mount. You actually want to stew it and eat meat. I will stew you first!"
Lin Zhuang joked with a smile and dismissed everyone.
After taking out all the treasures, Lin Zhuang and the others chatted with Old Man Lin for a while, then hurried up the mountain and took out the little golden dragon transformed from the Fountain of Youth.
They suspected that this thing would be of great use to Master Liu Shen. After all, it was the Fountain of Youth that symbolized the majestic power of life.
But it's very helpless. Jiang Huai really doesn't need this thing. His life span is endless and he will live forever in eternity. For him, aging is a word that will never appear.
Finally, at Jiang Huai's suggestion, Lin Zhuang put the small golden dragon into a natural jade cave.
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"Is this a village dedicated to gods?"
On the other side, the old white tiger king had been released by Tuwazi a long time ago. At this moment, the cat was walking somewhere to get familiar with the place where he would live in the future.
But the longer he wandered, the more strange the old white tiger felt.
This village looks too ordinary. At least from the outside, it looks no different from other villages. It is very connected to the supreme god.
However, when the old white tiger felt the energy and blood surging through the villagers, the beast king with extraordinary experience was immediately speechless, with a look of shock on his face.
If it felt right, every energy and blood of the villagers coming and going was as powerful as the sea. Even young children could even have thousands of kilograms of strength, which shocked the White Tiger King.
Even the descendants of those ancient ferocious birds and ancient divine beasts can only have such rich Qi and blood!
The White Tiger King was frightened and did not dare to wander around anymore.
…
The white horse passed by, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed by.
In the past few days, Liu Village has been quiet as usual, with a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but the sky has indeed been exploded outside.
A small village actually used gods as sacrifices, worshiped the gods, and received the protection of the gods. This news spread across the entire wilderness in an instant like a majestic wind in the wilderness.
A group of people rushed to tell him, and another group of people traveled thousands of miles deep into the Western Regions, just to find the whereabouts of Liucun again.
The scale was even more spectacular and shocking than the last time. Thousands of human heads were moving in the mountains and forests, but in the end, there was still no harvest and they left the scene lonely.
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at this time.
Inside Butian Pavilion, behind the mountain.
The mountains are towering and the waves are magnificent.
Looking from a distance, a huge building as tall as the sun stands tall and motionless.
It was an altar, with the bottom suspended in the air, supported by thirteen huge stone pillars made of white jade that were three feet high. It was ancient and spectacular.
Just around the altar, stood a sturdy, unflappable old man.
It is none other than the current Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion, Patriarch Mu Yan.
Ancestor Mu Yan's face was dark and his eyes were deep. After a while, he couldn't help but sigh, as if he had aged several years in an instant.
As one of the few ancestors of Butian Pavilion, he knows the current situation of this behemoth better than anyone else.
Although it seemed that the sun was still in the sky, standing in this vast wilderness, and being the number one force in the world, he knew very well in his heart that this was nothing more than the last glory before the building was about to collapse.
The reason why Butian Pavilion is so powerful in the wilderness is not because of his ancestor Mu Yan, nor the many elders in the pavilion, nor the pavilion master, but the spiritual vines that have been sacrificed for thousands of years.
It is precisely because of Shen Teng that Butian Pavilion can achieve its current status.
But now, Shen Teng's lifespan has been unstoppable and is coming to an end. There is not much time left. Once the sacrifice spirit falls, it will be difficult for him to canoe alone.
The ancestor with a bad temper looked heavy at the moment and sighed heavily.
Lao Teng is about to die, and the remaining so-called heritage is still slipping away. If this continues, Butian Pavilion will be defeated sooner or later and become a laughing matter among others.
"Ancestor, Shi Hao is back!"
At this moment, someone reported that it was Elder Zhuo Yun who was responsible for recruiting disciples, and Elder Tao Ye who was responsible for leading the team at Baiduan Mountain. They were all powerful figures in Butian Pavilion.
"Let him come here quickly!" Mu Yan said quickly. During Bai Duan Mountain and his party, he once deliberately let the little ones pay attention to the fountain of youth in that small world.
The Divine Fountain of Youth is a divine object that can revive the dying people.
There is even a high probability that the sacrificial spirit can be brought back to life, and the dead tree can spring back to life, and he can live a second life in the ruins. He plans to use this to resurrect the sacrificial spirit master!
"Senior, I'm back!"
Soon, the little one hurried over with a serious look on his face.
"How is it?" Ancestor Mu Yan looked hopeful?
"The Fountain of Youth has not been found, but there is quite a lot of sediment once watered by the spring!" the little one said.
"That's okay, even though it is sand, it must definitely have some characteristics of the Fountain of Youth!!!"
Ancestor Mu Yan pondered for a moment and said,
I also promised everyone's outburst, some, Beigua has not forgotten it.