Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 799 The flames of war
"Everyone, this is an emergency, I need to leave immediately. I'll trouble you seniors to guard this place until I return."

Shi Hao's voice was steady and powerful, and every word contained unquestionable firmness.

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Forbidden Zone nodded slowly:
"Go ahead, Huang. Although our old bones haven't moved for a long time, we are still able to stand up and fight. We will be here to guard the rear for you and wait for your return."

Lord Niao and Lord Jingbi said the same thing.

Shi Hao bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

Then he was very decisive. As soon as he thought of it, it turned into a stream of light that rushed into the sky and headed towards Liu Village.

Soon, a quiet and peaceful village came into view.

The village is lined with green trees and gurgling streams, giving it a paradise-like feel, which is completely different from the tense atmosphere outside.

The village is still peaceful and many villagers can be seen holding hoes and working in the fields.

It's already bustling outside, but here it's still calm and peaceful.

Shi Hao felt emotional.

Looking at the entire fairyland, and even in all the heavens and worlds, I'm afraid this is the only place like this.

What does the war outside have to do with me?

Let him drift away, I will remain unmoved.

Just go there!
At this moment, Shi Hao saw a familiar figure and hurriedly walked over.

The figure was none other than Old Man Lin who was waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Grandpa Lin!" Shi Hao stepped forward quickly and saluted respectfully. Old man Lin could be regarded as one of the most respected elders in Shi Hao's heart.

The most important thing is that the other party is as kind and amiable as Shi Yunfeng’s grandfather. When Shi Hao sees old man Lin, Shi Yunfeng’s face and feelings always appear in front of his eyes.

“Hahaha, who was that, old man? Turns out to be you, Little Shitou!!” Seeing that the person coming was Shi Hao, Old Man Lin immediately smiled amiably.

Perhaps there is a war coming.

Or maybe it's out of resentment towards this chaotic world.

Or maybe memories of the past came to mind.

Shi Hao, who is usually strong and brave, couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

Before, besides Old Man Lin calling him that, Shi Yunfeng also called himself that, but times have changed and now only Grandpa Lin is left.

"Come and see Grandpa Lin." Shi Hao said with a smile, quickly calming himself down.

"Hahaha, you little rascal, you must have other things to say. Just tell me. As long as Grandpa Lin can do it, there will be no hesitation. Speaking of which, I think that although we have not known each other for a long time, you and Grandpa Shi are still close friends. You are also an old man. I watched you grow up. Just take Liu Village as your own home." Old man Lin had a kind face.

"Grandpa Lin still understands me."

Shi Hao nodded, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart. Then, he handed the bronze coffin in his hand forward.

"Grandpa Lin, my two children are sealed in here. I need to place them here temporarily. I hope you can take care of them and wait for me to return."

Grandpa Lin took the bronze coffin and gently stroked its surface. A strange look flashed in his eyes, but he understood it in an instant and couldn't help but sighed: "Although you have come from adversity, Grandpa Lin knows that you want peace. In fact, you have been forced to do so until now... Now that the enemy is at hand... Oh, don't worry, the old man will protect them until you return. This is Liu Village!!!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Lin." Shi Hao said from the bottom of his heart.

"Look at you, kid. Why are you being so polite? There's no need to be so polite between you and me." Old man Lin waved his hand and said in a serious tone.

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A desolate land on the edge of the fairyland.

Look around.

The sky here is a light blue-purple hue. Even in broad daylight, you can vaguely see the stars looming, deep and distant, with a unique artistic conception.

Here, ancient trees towered to the sky, branches and leaves were luxuriant, water flowed gently, and everywhere there were vigorous green hills and fruit trees laden with fruits. It was a completely different scene from the wilderness of the nine heavens and ten earths.

Rather than calling it a frontier, it is better to say that it is an undeveloped land.

In fact,
The borderland of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was originally a scene like this. Although its spirituality might be inferior, it was definitely an excellent place, but it was turned into that by the foreign land.

The sky was filled with yellow sand and red blood for countless miles.

But the same thing is.

Even for the fairyland, the borderland is the weakest place, without a doubt.

So even though the spiritual matter here is not weaker than other places, there are not many forces stationed here.

Most of them are indigenous people, who, after generations of reproduction and development, gradually formed the representative forces here.

now.

The most central area.

In a large hall.

The patriarchs of several major families that had taken root here looked at each other in bewilderment.

Hearing the old man sitting high in the main seat directly say that the foreign army was marching towards here, even though a long time had passed, it was still a little hard to believe.

Those who stay in the wilderness,
It certainly cannot be a very large force, not even a ninth-rate force. The prosperity of a family is closely related to the bloodline derived from it.

Therefore, even after generations of development, the foundation of these major families in the borderland is still nothing. The patriarchs of the major families can be regarded as among the best in the family, but they are not even the supreme.

The strongest is the patriarch of the Fire Lion clan, who has just entered the realm of the gods.

Others are even more outrageous, but they are only half a step away from becoming gods.

Such strength cannot be displayed openly in the fairyland.

Only by moving the family to the borderland can we avoid having competitors constantly thinking of attacking us.

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

This is the law of survival that all races in the fairyland have believed in since ancient times.

The old man sitting on the main seat is the descendant of the old Taoist master of Chengtian Dao, and is at the level of half a step to quasi-immortal king.

Every 100,000 years, a strong man who is at the half-step quasi-king to quasi-king level will be rotated to take charge of the borderland, and the current one happens to be the descendant of the old Taoist master Chengtiandao.

The old man's name was Cheng Yunzi, and as the descendant of the old Taoist master Chengtian, his cultivation level of half a step to quasi-immortal king made him like an unshakable mountain in this desolate borderland, but his eyes looked somewhat helpless at the moment.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, shining on the old man's wrinkled face, making him look even more aged.

Looking at the dumbfounded looks of the so-called family patriarchs below, the old man couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It's really a fool who has no worries about food and drink. The millions of fierce foreign soldiers are almost at his doorstep, but he still doesn't know anything. He is very depressed.

Relying on these forces to resist the first wave of attacks from the foreign army is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Now I can only ask my father to send reinforcements as soon as possible, otherwise I will really run away.

Cheng Yunzi's thoughts were in a mess.

However, although he was extremely anxious in his heart, he maintained the calmness and dignity as a descendant of the Heavenly Dao.

Although I am not this kind of Immortal King, but a half-step Quasi-Immortal King is still a king. Wang Wei is here. If I panic and don't know what to do, what will happen? !

He slowly stood up, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning everyone in the hall.

That gaze, like the scorching sun, instantly made everyone in the hall uneasy, and the people who had already been engaged in an endless argument suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)