The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 411

"Master Lingzun is here?"

"Really?"

"The high priest summoned it!"

"Ah, then go, go and meet!"

The big and small witches of the Xingtian Department were overjoyed. They greeted each other and carried out a general cleaning in the tribe. Magical powers and witchcraft spread everywhere, making the tribe a new look in a short while, and then thousands of witches went to wait in front of the tribe.

It was the same as in the past when the Ministry of Xingtian greeted Mingyu for the first time.

Mingyu came to the tribe with Xing Zhao, and the big and small witches cheered.

"Master Lingzun, I am Xing Ming, do you remember me?"

"Master Lingzun, I am Xing Che."

"Master Lingzun, I am Xing Yu."

"I am Xing Yue!"

"I'm……"

With the beginning of Xing Ming, the other witches shouted excitedly. They shouted their names loudly and wanted to pass them into the ears of the Lingzun.

Some of them are former teenagers. They have grown up now, their shoulders have become wider, their bodies have become stronger, they are more powerful, and they can protect their own group.

But there are more new faces, and many witches have returned to heaven and earth.

Everyone is very happy that Mingyu has returned to Xingtian Department.

The old people smiled and laughed, and their lips trembled violently; the women were so excited that they couldn't stop their tears; the men tried their best to restrain themselves, but their noses were sore; She stretched out her little hand and wanted to walk towards Mingyu, but was held back by an adult.

Mingyu responded with a smile on her face.

"Okay! Don't block the door, let's invite Lingzun to the priest's temple!"

The high priest Xing Zhao spoke, and everyone fell silent.

"Yes, yes, go to the temple!"

"Lingzun hasn't come to Xingtian Department for a long time, you must go to the temple to have a look!"

A pair of eyes looked at Mingyu with hope, they were looking forward to it.

"Then go to the temple!"

Ming Yulang smiled, flicking his sleeves lightly, sweeping the wind and snow from the sky, striding towards the priest's temple.

All the witches rejoiced, and under the leadership of Xing Zhao, they all followed.

The relationship between Mingyu and the Wu Clan originated from the Xingtian Department.The first temple of priests, the first batch of high priests, and the first grand witch sacrifice were born in the Ministry of Xingtian.

The place in front of the temple is very wide, and the tall and mighty statue of Xing Tian still holds his relatives, standing here, but it is a little more mottled than before, and the murderous aura on the big ax has not dissipated, especially on the heavy shield. , the traces of wear and tear can be clearly seen, wisps of fluorescent light flicker between the gaps, as if it is being repaired.

Mingyu saw it, but didn't say much, the war is over, and talking more will only increase troubles in vain.

On the side of the temple, the tree of the Dao of Life that was planted at the beginning has become luxuriant, with a vigorous and tall figure holding its head up to the sky, shadows of branches and leaves in the crown overlap, and spiritual energy lingers around it, like a dream; There is a faint white halo, and the halos of thousands of branches and leaves combine to form a holy radiance.

"very good!"

Mingyu praised, he stretched out his finger to the Divine Tree of Life, and the law of life swept away all directions, and the fresh energy of life that originally only enveloped the sky above Xingtianbu began to spread, expanding the space of millions of miles in an instant.

Millions of miles of mountains and rivers are baptized by the law of life, and the lingering evil spirit, murderous spirit, resentment and dead spirit are purified, the dead vines turn green, the lakes and lakes are flooded, and the wilderness is full of vitality.

Gentle wind, blowing gently, thin rain, sparse, tender green ivy swaying gently in the wind, the green leaves wet by the spring rain are more green, the ground is wet, moist and fertile, full of soil Breath, as if you can still hear the rustling sound of seeds sprouting in the soil.

The tall and tall Xingtian image has taken on a new look, no longer mottled, and the murderous aura of iron and blood has not disappeared, but has been restrained and accumulated in the giant axe.

Xing Zhao burst into laughter. He could clearly feel that the level of the sacred tree had increased. Correspondingly, he, the high priest, had more authority, and the upper limit had been raised by more than a notch.

This is very important for the current Wu Clan. The environment in Luzhou in Beiju is very harsh. While the Wu Clan is recovering, it has to transform this harsh environment. Now there are not many great witches left in the Wu Clan. It has been unable to develop on a large scale, so the development is very slow.

The more authority he has as a high priest, the easier it will be to develop the tribe.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

He bowed respectfully.

The witches of the Xingtian Department looked up at the sky, looked down at the ground, and looked around, and found that the world outside the Xingtian Department had changed, green, moist, and clear!
Their eyes became brighter and brighter, their brows and eyes slowly turned, and their mouths opened and tilted bit by bit. They exclaimed and laughed, and the first thing that came was the natural laughter of the children.

"Master Lingzun is the best!"

The innocent voices came and went one after another, and after a great battle, the most people left in the Xingtian Department were children.

"Hold a witch festival!"

Mingyu said so.

"But, it's not time for the witch festival yet!" The half-grown child counted on his fingers. It will be 2000 years before the next witch festival!

"Oh, never mind, Master Lingzun said to reopen, so let's reopen!"

"Yeah, whatever!"

"Restart!"

The child persuaded the child and made the witches laugh.

Xing Zhao ordered to prepare, and the tribe became busy for a while, and Mingyu slowly boarded the high platform in front of the temple.

Soon, the big witch and the little witch all returned to the temple.

The patriarch Xing Tian went to the underworld to take up his post, and the high priest presided over it on his behalf. He held a shield in his left hand and an ax in his right. He struck the shield with the ax and made a clang.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The war drum beats, and the strong and powerful arms beat hard, making the war drum make an earth-shattering sound.

"witch!"

"witch!"

"witch!"

All the witches drink together, dance with their hands, and dance with their feet.

They surrounded the statue of Xing Tian, ​​singing and dancing together, shouting and laughing loudly.

The life imprints on the foreheads of the rest of the priests were shining brightly. They chanted mysterious syllables, pinched inexplicable handprints with their fingers, and constantly mobilized their life and spiritual power to communicate with the hearts of the witches.

The heartbeat of the big witch and the little witch is strong, the whole body is congested, full of energy, and the gray that has been accumulated in the heart for a long time can't be spit out. The feet can't help but be lifted up, and then they are pressed down; the head is slowly raised; the mouth is slowly opened; Roaring, roaring , Raise your hand and stamp your feet, this is a witch, an unruly witch, a wild witch.

Mingyu stood on the high platform, admiring the witch sacrifice.

Everything is as before.

Today's witch clan is not decadent, it is still full of vigor and vitality!
"very nice!"

Mingyu sighed sincerely, as the master of life, this is the scene he would like to see the most.

"Then help you guys again!"

A green halo rose slowly, and the countless plants and trees in the temple spit out their essence. Dots of green light gathered towards the halo, and the halo radiated endless brilliance, sprinkled on a group of wizards.

"This is……"

The high priest Xing Zhao looked at the extra green mark on his right wrist, and his eyes widened for a moment.

Blessing of life!

The blessing that Mingyu, the Taoist of life, personally bestowed.

The rays of light bloomed endlessly, moistening the ten directions, and the big and small witches closed their eyes comfortably, enjoying it very much.

"You can also use this authority. You have to work hard in the future to see if you can break the shackles and go to the next level. Beiju Luzhou, I will come here very rarely in the future. The future of the witch clan still needs your own efforts. I won’t go to other tribes in the Houtubu, you can go for me!”

Xing Zhao heard the meaning of parting in these words, he was silent for a while, and asked, "Where is the Lord going?"

"Jumang Department!"

After leaving this sentence, Mingyu's figure disappeared on the high platform, and all the witches were still in joy, except for the high priest, no one noticed his departure.

"Jumang Department?"

Xing Zhao murmured.

If he remembers correctly, the Lord has enmity with the Jumangzu witch!
What did the lord go to Jumang Department for? !

"It's broken, you have to notify Master Chi You immediately!"

Xing Zhao panicked for no reason, and immediately contacted Chi You, who presided over the important affairs of the Wu clan.

…………

"What? Master Lingzun is here?! Are you heading to Jumang now?"

After receiving the news, Chi Youteng stood up immediately, and he subconsciously took out his nine-ring sword.

But when he thought of Lord Lingzun's combat power and the commotion in the wild northwest, he silently put the sword back.

"Yes, I'd better hug Lingzun's thigh in the past and cry for a while to be honest!"

Chi You wiped his face, put on a somewhat miserable face, and then rushed to Jumang in a hurry.

But I didn't choose to call other big witches, because it was unnecessary, and none of them were enough for Lingzun to fight with one hand, not to mention that there were too many people, which would be in the way.

Not all witches are grateful to Mingyu!
such as……

Xiangliu, the Great Witch of the Jumang Department!

When Mingyu approached Jumang, he led a group of great witches to intercept him.

Wearing white clothes and holding a sword, he is calm.

"Step aside!"

He was not familiar with Xiang Liu, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"What are you doing here?!"

Xiang Liu asked in a deep voice.

Master Jumang had intercepted and killed the Lingzun back then, and they also knew about it later, but they didn't think there was anything wrong with him, and Master Jumang died in the hands of Fuxi in the end, so it's no wonder they have a good impression of Mingyu !

"Come and see, why, you are not welcome?"

Mingyu shook the Yin-Yang sword lightly, and the crisp sound of the sword came to Xiang Liu's ears, and his mind was buzzing.

"Explain the purpose, otherwise I won't let you in." Xiang Liu resisted the discomfort and spoke slowly. He still compromised, knowing that he couldn't stop Mingyu.

"It's nothing, just come here to see if Jumang has prepared a tomb for himself!"

Mingyu put away her long sword and walked slowly.

Xiang Liu and the others were stunned when they heard this, and then they were all furious. The avatar of the million-foot-high ancestor witch changed instantly, and the heaven-shaking momentum was released, causing the void to roar continuously.

"Master Jumang has passed away, your grievances are over, why do you still come here!"

Xiang Liu shouted loudly, furious.

"roll!"

Mingyu breathed out, and the tongue burst into spring thunder, shaking the group of witches back again and again.

"I don't have any malice, but I don't have much kindness towards Jumang. You better be honest, or don't blame me for bullying the small!"

With a finger of yin and yang movement, the great witches were imprisoned in place, and could only watch Mingyu enter the Jumang tribe.

When Chi You rushed over in a hurry, he saw the real body of the great witch one after another outside the Jumang gate, like sculptures, guarding the entrance of the Jumang gate.

"Hiss! Am I late?"

Chi You slapped his thigh, feeling very frustrated.

But Xiang Liu's eyes rolled around, full of eagerness.

"Hey, brother, you are talking!"

Chi You didn't understand the meaning, so he wanted to try to release Xiang Liu's imprisonment.

As soon as he moved, Xiang Liu's eyes became more eager.

Chi You stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm not helping..."

broken!

Chi You paled in shock, it was too late to break free, and he was also locked in place.

"I mean let you leave us alone!"

After Chi You was completely imprisoned, Xiang Liu was finally able to communicate with him.

Chi You was furious: "Then don't move, it's over, I wanted to go in and have a look, but you are fooling around, thinking you have some information to tell me! Well, this is good, let's stay here together Let's go!"

"How did you come?"

Xiang Liu was curious, Chi You obviously came for Mingyu.

"Before Lingzun came to Jumang Department, he went to Xingtian Department..." Chi You said with a tired tone, he knew that he had called Xing Zhao to come with him.

After Xiang Liu listened, he remained silent.

Suddenly, another great witch Xiangqin said excitedly: "Eh? Isn't that Xing Zhao?"

Everyone looked, and there was indeed a tall figure rushing towards here.

"Don't move, I'll let him go and have a look inside." Chi You hurriedly called to stop them, and then he made eye contact with Xing Zhao very confidently.

After Xing Zhao interpreted it, he suddenly realized.

"no problem!"

He took a step.

Walking towards Chiyou...

Outside Jumang, there is another statue.

"So, Master Chi You, why did you move around just now, I wanted to go in directly!" Xing Zhao asked Chi You resentfully.

The clever Chi You shut himself up.

"Why did Lingzun come to Jumangbu?"

He was full of doubts.

……

Mingyu walked into the Jumang Department, but the other witches turned a blind eye to him, and he did not interfere with the activities of the witches.

There are priests in the Jumang tribe, but there is no temple for the priests. Their temples only enshrine the ancestor Wu Jumang.

The green steps made of ivy lead directly to the interior of the temple. Mingyu climbed up the steps and soon came to a sacred seat.

The seat of the god is empty, and the vines wrapped around the seat of the god are also dry, without a single vine leaf, the vitality is gone, the god of wood has fallen, and Jumang is indeed dead.

The Jumang tribes have lost their gods, so compared to the witches of the Houtu tribe, their hearts are more desolate and bewildered.

"Gumang, I'm here, you really don't plan to see me?"

Mingyu's voice echoed in the hall.

But apart from him, there was no lingering sound in the temple.

"If you don't come out again, I will smash your temple!"

Mingyu raised his hand, and slashed the seat of God with his sword.

No one answered.

"Okay, if you have the ability, stay in it all the time, I will take this source back and feed it to the dog!"

Mingyu took out the Xiantian gossip array plate, shook it twice in his hand, and then made a gesture to leave.

boom--

The temple shook for a while, as if something was recovering.

A vine protruded from the void, and at the original position, a sacred seat was rebuilt, and a figure was outlined with green lights, quite majestic, like a god.

"Again!"

A deep and suppressed voice sounded, with endless anger, the figure held a willow whip and whipped it towards Mingyu.

"Chong!"

The long sword came out of the box, and the willow whip broke at the sound.

Mingyu waved her fist to disperse the phantom, then raised her leg, and crushed the seat of God with one foot.

"It's all so virtuous, and it's still so rude!"

Mingyu snorted coldly, waiting for some green lights to gather.

Then, another punch!
Gather again, explode again!
Still gathering, still exploding!
"Bastard!"

Jumang roared, and the whole temple trembled.

Bai Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Yo heh, quite horizontal?!"

He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of Nirvana Fire, and the endless flame ignited the ivy, and there was a faint howl in the void.

(End of this chapter)