Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 848: If the **** Liu has the Tao, Liu Changsheng will be born again (four thousand characters,…

　　 At the entrance of the Qinglin tribe’s village, the Qingyuan was shocked for a long time and could not return to his senses. Heizi of the Blackscale tribe, the physical heaven gate was promoted to the diamond heaven gate, and the impact on him was unimaginable.

　　 "Thinking that back then, I and Heizi from your tribe were tied for the arrogance of the two tribes, but now, he has already been promoted to the diamond-level heavenly gate, and I am still the gold-level heavenly gate, hey!"

　　 Qingyuan sighed.

　　He has a complex complexion, looks melancholy, lost, and jealous.

　　 Maruko chuckled and said: "We Heizi brother, sooner or later we will lead the rise of the Heilin tribe, you might as well join us sooner."

　　 Qingyuan shook his head and said: "Heizi covets the sacred willow of our Qinglin tribe. How can I not know that this matter will not be mentioned again. I will never betray our Qinglin tribe."

　　 After that, he gave an empty hand and said: "Please come with me, we have been waiting for the sacrifice for a long time."

　　 Maruko didn't say anything, but followed Qingyuan and entered the Qinglin tribe all the way.

　　 The ground is paved with huge stones. There are fences standing on both sides, and various spiritual herbs are planted inside. They are rare drugs from the outside world, but they can be grown here like Chinese cabbage.

　　While Maruko and Aohara both look strange, obviously there are many such magic drugs in this world.

In the village of 　　, there is a huge stone pot with boiling water.

　　 water is not ordinary water, but longevity water, permeating longevity.

　　 At this moment, inside the stone pot, a monster is being boiled, and his flesh, blood, muscles and bones are gradually melting away. A few older people next to him are adding various magical medicines and herbs to the stone pot.

　　In a short time, there is a vision of Shenhua flowing in the stone pot, the law is roaring, and the fragrance of medicine is tangy.

　　 A pot of magical liquid is about to come out of the pot.

　　Maruko's eyes shine brightly again and again.

　　"I have long heard that the Qinglin tribe has mastered ancient prescriptions, which can refine a rare great medicine divine liquid. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary!"

　　 Maruko said with emotion.

　　 Qingyuan’s eyes are proud, but he shook his head and chuckled: “It’s all justified by the outside world, it’s not true!”

After 　　 finished speaking, when no one noticed, he whispered quietly: "Our Qinglin tribe’s great medicine is indeed extraordinary. After meeting the sacrifice, I will leave a bowl for you!"

　　 Maruko's face was immediately full of joy.

　　While passing by the old willow tree that was struck by lightning in the village, Maruko saw the re-growth of the green willow bud, shining with divine light and full of rich Taoism, Maruko stopped slightly, and was amazed.

　　"I heard that in the distant past, your Qinglin tribe was once a famous tribe in the central region. The willow is like a cloud over the sky. It is enshrined by tens of thousands of people. The power is unimaginable, but it was struck by lightning. The Liu was destroyed, and then it declined and moved to this place."

　　 Maruko asked.

　　 Aohara shook his head, and said: "This is all in the past. I hadn't been born yet, how can I know it!"

　　 Maruko also stopped talking.

　　The willow trees of their Blackscale tribe, although they have not been struck by lightning, they have grown stubbornly. They are only as tall as one person and look malnourished. They are no better than the sacred willow of the Qinglin tribe.

　　 Therefore, the two tribes and other small tribes live in a remote corner of the world.

　　 Soon, Maruko was brought to the ancient pagoda by Qingyuan, and met the old village chief, who was also a sacrifice to the Qinglin tribe.

　　The old village chief looked like he was going to die, and he walked swayingly, and his body was full of lifelessness.

　　 But he sat there, like an ancient sacred mountain, with a deep breath that was unimaginable, and his turbid eyes flashed with frightening light from time to time.

　　 Maruko bowed respectfully and did not dare to be disrespectful.

　　 Because I heard Big Brother Heizi mentioned that the old sacrificial priests in the Qinglin tribe have huge backgrounds and terrifying strength, and the heavenly gate level is at least diamond level or even higher.

　　 "Junior Maruko, meet and worship seniors!"

　　 Maruko bowed and said, "The younger generation is ordered by the black scale tribe to sacrifice and the black war commander to discuss with you the matter of cooperating in the acquisition of time stone tools."

　　 Maruko said, and handed a letter with both hands.

　　 In the letter, there are strong laws and mysterious prohibitions, as well as the power fluctuations of the Tianmen.

　　 Obviously, not everyone is qualified to read this letter, even if the ordinary Changshengtian got this letter, there is nothing he can do about it.

　　 "Heizi's Heavenly Gate has broken through to the diamond level. It is gratifying. The tribes in our outer regions are also talented, and they are no worse than the big tribes in the central region!"

　　The old village chief glanced at the letter, and his turbid eyes flashed with brilliance. With a letter, he had already understood the situation of Heizi's strength.

　　Maruko couldn't help but look proud after hearing this.

　　 She looked straight at the old village head, wanting to see how the old village head opened the letter.

　　 However.

　　The old village chief’s old and thin fingers like chicken paws, without any divine power fluctuations, opened the letter easily, and immediately turned to his side, holding the letter and looking at it.

The scene of 　　 fell in Maruko's eyes, making her heart even more shocked.

　　 "Big Brother Heizi is right, the old sacrifice of the Qinglin tribe is really unfathomable!"

　　As soon as he thought of this, Maruko couldn't help but bowed lower and looked more respectful.

　　In the ancient tower, the oil lamp was burning and the lights were dim, reflecting the old village chief and the balls.

　　 This ancient pagoda is a stone pagoda, filled with the breath of time. Although it is not a time stone tool, it is also an ancient artifact passed down from the Qinglin tribe.

　　 after a long time.

　　After reading the letter, the old village chief didn’t say anything about the time and stone tools. Instead, he smiled and asked: “Maruko, I have one thing that has been in my heart for a long time, so I don’t know whether to ask it.”

　　 Maruko was surprised, and bowed and said: "Senior may ask questions, if you can answer, the younger generation will naturally have endless words."

　　 There is nothing to say, and there is no comment.

　　The old village chief laughed and understood the meaning of Maruko. He smiled and asked: "Maruko, the old man sees you and Heizi and others. The cultivation method is very strange. I don't know who he inherited from?!"

　　 Maruko didn’t expect that the old village chief would ask this question, she was startled, and then respectfully replied: “If you go back to offering sacrifices to the seniors, the younger generation and Brother Heizi, who were taken as disciples by a powerful person back then, rarely met. I only know that the name of the master is called'Wu Tian'!"

　　 "No sky?!"

　　The old village chief's eyes were deep, and he muttered to himself. After thinking about it for a moment, he never thought of such a strong man.

　　 "I want to come, that Wutian Daoist, his cultivation level is not high, maybe he is not as strong as your big brother Heizi."

　　The old village chief sighed.

　　 There are too many things in this world that 　　 is better than blue because of blue.

When 　　 Maruko heard the words, he couldn't help but agree with his face full of joy: "The seniors are reasonable, the younger generations were inferior in cultivation, and now I think about it, the cultivation of my Wutian master back then may not be too virtual! "

　　 The old village chief shook his head and said: "Although your master’s cultivation level may not be high back then, it’s hard to say now. A technique taught by this person can bring you to your current state. His talent and good fortune will only be stronger."

　　 Maruko couldn't help feeling tight after hearing this.

　　 Because Heizi has also said this more than once, and said that sooner or later Wutian Master will come to this world, and the king will come to the world, so that she will be beautiful and beautiful, waiting to serve the teacher and give it to the teacher Zun warm bed.

　　 Now the old village head also said the same, and Maruko's heart suddenly became complicated.

　　 Heaven, earth, she just wants to serve her eldest brother Heizi, she just wants to warm the bed for Heizi!

　　"Okay, the old man knows the matter of stone tools, you can go back first!"

　　The old village chief suddenly spoke, closed his eyes, and woke up like a tiger.

　　 Maruko didn't dare to speak too much, bowed and saluted, turned and left.

When 　　 left, Qingyuan quietly took the **** to a secret stone house, and brought a bowl of magical medicine.

　　 He watched the **** drank the magic medicine liquid with his own eyes, and stretched out his **** tongue, licked the wall of the bowl, and saw that Aohara was hot and dry, and his mouth was dry.

　　 Especially the black scales on the neck of Maruko, Qingyuan likes it the most, he really wants to kiss him there.

　　 "Maruko, it's getting late, not tonight..."

　　 Aohara whispered, expressing hope.

　　He wants to open a room with Maruko.

　　 Maruko suddenly slapped his thigh, and his complexion changed anxiously: "Ah! No! I suddenly remembered something, so I have to go back and deal with it!"

　　 After that, a gust of wind ran away, leaving behind the messy green fields in the wind, and a pang of melancholy.

　　 Then, he picked up the bowl on the table that was licked by the balls, put it in his nose and sniffed deeply, then looked out the window with the probe, found no one, swallowed, stuck out his tongue, and licked it. Bowl wall.

　　 In the wall of the bowl, in addition to the residual medicinal fragrance, there is also a unique jasmine fragrance, which is very beautiful.

　　"Is this the taste of meatballs?!"

　　 Aohara took a deep breath, her expression fascinated...

　　 The night is getting darker, and darkness covers the earth.

Outside the 　　 Qinglin tribe, in the dark night, there are sometimes rapid wind sounds and slight footsteps passing by, taking away bursts of evil spirits.

　　 Obviously, there are mysterious and strange dangerous creatures wandering outside the village.

　　 And this time.

　　 Lightning strikes the new buds of the old willow tree, and it will emit a mysterious halo, filled with a magnificent and vast atmosphere, and the strange and dangerous creatures outside the village suddenly fled in panic.

In the ancient pagoda of 　　 Qinglin tribe, the old village chief sat cross-legged on the stone platform, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, he was meditating and practicing, and his breath was mysterious.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door of the ancient pagoda.

　　 There, at some point, a figure in a black robe appeared, without any breath, as if it merged with the night.

　　The old village chief laughed, and said: "It turns out that it was the warlord Heizi who came in person!"

　　The black robe figure Jie Jie smiled, walked into the ancient pagoda, and said: "The cultivation base of offering sacrifices to the seniors is unfathomable. You have discovered it as soon as the juniors arrived."

　　 spoke, uncovering the black robe covering his head, revealing a handsome face, like a scholar, but under the light of the oil lamp, the unruly color between his eyebrows can be clearly seen. He is not good at cropping.

　　He is Sunspot.

　　 was also a disciple accepted by the ancestor's Wutian clone. It used to be a plume of death and black smoke, but it has been built into the Dao of Origin and has grown up to this day.

　　 "Back then, if a few of the younger generations hadn't strayed into a large space-time formation and worked hard for half a million years, I am afraid that they would not even have the qualifications to speak in front of the sacrificial ancestors."

　　 Kuroko sighed, his eyes gleaming far away.

　　The space-time formation is that their dead black smoke clan was attracted by the blood hand Tianzun, and when they withdrew from the depths of the dead black smoke continent to the monster world, they were attacked by a powerful enemy and fled in panic. Just strayed into that space-time array.

　　 As a result, he and Maruko, Douzi and Gangzi were trapped in them.

　　 They relied on the Star-absorbing Dafa and Beiming magical skills taught by the Wutian clone, and swallowed countless monsters. Only then did they rise step by step. After 500,000 years of hard work, they opened the physical heaven gate, broke the space-time formation, and escaped. come out.

　　 there are half a million years inside, and only three thousand years have passed outside.

　　 Blood Hand Tianzun returned to the Bloodscale Tribe with the other Demon Lords. The four of them were discovered by the sacrifice of the Blackscale Tribe and brought back to the Blackscale Tribe.

　　 After so many years, Heizi sighs with emotion every time he thinks about this.

　　The old village chief had also heard about this incident from the priest of the Blackscale tribe. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile and said: "This is all your chance and luck! Outsiders are still envious of it!"

　　 Heizi smiled when he heard the words and stopped mentioning the matter. A light flashed in his scarlet eyes, saying: "Sacrifice to the predecessors, our Blackscale tribe, we want to join hands with your Qinglin tribe and conspire years. Stoneware, what do you think of it?!"

　　The old village chief said in deep thought: "The time when stone tools are born, the clouds move in all directions, and the big tribes in the central area of ​​the great wilderness will definitely fight for it. Our chance is not great."

　　 "I don't even say politely, we have no chance at all."

　　 Kuroko smiled weirdly, and said: "Senior, junior is 50% sure that they can win a handful of time stone tools. If seniors help, the odds of winning can reach 70%!"

　　 The old village chief heard this, his eyes suddenly became dark, and the oil lamp was clearly visible in his pupils.

　　"Why can you be 50% sure?!"

　　 asked the old village chief.

　　 Heizi did not answer, but instead asked a question, "Sacrifice to the predecessors, in this wild world, there are countless tribes, but all tribes have an ancient sacred willow~IndoMTL.com~ which is enshrined by the tribe people."

　　"Then, the younger generation would like to ask, these sacred willows are all called sacred willow totems in the large tribes in the middle of the wilderness, but in your Qinglin tribe, why do you call the sacred willows the ancestors?! "

　　"Is your sacred willow different? Or is your Qinglin tribe the offspring of a willow tree?!"

　　 This involves the ultimate secret of this world, and the sacrifices of the Black Scale tribe are not known. Only the Qinglin tribe, the tribe that migrated here from the wilderness area countless years ago, knows it.

　　The old village chief heard this, and there was a moment of silence.

　　 After a long while, he sighed for a long time and said: "This is a distant ancient secret."

　　 "Back then, the ancestor Liu Changsheng led his descendants to fight **** battles with powerful enemies, but unfortunately suffered a betrayal and was defeated!"

　　"The ancestor Liu Changsheng died in battle. He had to melt into nothingness, melt the darkness, and become this great wasteland, and his soul fell across the great wasteland and became countless sacred willows!"

　　"So, these willows seem to be scattered all over the wilderness, but in fact, they are the souls of the ancestor Liu Changsheng!"

　　 "It is said that one day, if there is a sacred willow, then the ancestor Liu Changsheng will be reborn and return..."

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