Supreme Juggernaut

Chapter 36 The Broken Spirit Tablet
To put it bluntly, the holy land in the back mountain is a fake cemetery, which is filled with countless spiritual tablets. It is the resting place of all the members of the Xiong tribe since its establishment.

Countless wooden signs stood on the ground, like countless small wooden stakes, which made Li Chang'an feel like he had nowhere to go, and he went around a long way before he walked into the land inside the wooden signs.

The human tribe of the Great Wilderness Tribe believed that their bodies came from the sky and went to the earth. They believed that after death, the fallen leaves would return to their roots and be buried in the soil.

The Spirit Tablet should also be placed on the land, bordering the earth, so that it can be regarded as restful, that is, resting with peace of mind.

These Spirit Tablets were accumulated slowly by the Xiong Tribe for thousands of years. Li Changan ignored them and did not stop. He passed through many Spirit Tablets and walked towards the depths.

Now that you're here, choose the best location and place the foster father's tablet in it.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly lost his sense of direction, which made him feel a little weird, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He walked to the depths of the tribe. At this time, some spirit tablets around him were extremely rare. Presumably, those who could place the spirit tablets here were all people of high status in the tribe.

Li Changan was satisfied with this place, he took out the tightly wrapped pagoda tree, and started to make the spiritual tablets.

The thousand-year-old pagoda tree, exuding a faint purple glow, is as warm as jade, and exudes bursts of coolness when held in the hand, teaching people peace of mind.

This piece of locust tree is extraordinary. If ordinary people put it in their own house, it can eliminate distracting thoughts and cultivate the roots of wisdom. When monks hold it, they can also calm down and improve their mood. It is a rare and good treasure.

"Father, my child has helped you realize your wish. I hope you will not suffer like this in your next life."

Putting the precious pagoda tree in his hand, Li Changan took out his dagger and began to make the spirit tablet. The dagger flew back and forth in his hand, turning into streamers of light, and countless sawdust scattered on his hand.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Chang'an had carved a spiritual tablet. It was surrounded by rays of light and exuded a hint of purple, making it look extremely precious.

Originally, the engraving of the spirit tablet still required the hair and skin of the deceased, but Li Changan had seen the soul of his adoptive father in Huai Yao, and knew that he had already dispersed, so this step was unnecessary.

Holding the spirit tablet, Li Changan walked to a location that looked very good in Fengshui, and was about to place the spiritual tablet of his adoptive father on the ground.

Turning his head and scanning, Li Chang'an found that beside the land, in an inconspicuous place, stood a broken spirit tablet.

The spirit tablet looked extremely old, and the surrounding area was seriously damaged, most of which were broken off, standing alone in half in the soil, looking extremely lonely.

It exudes a sense of decay all over its body. It is strange that Li Changan feels that there is an unexplainable feeling in this sense of decay, which makes him feel a little unusual.

He originally wanted to pull out the decaying spiritual tablet, but after thinking about it, it was too unreasonable to do so, so he immediately dismissed the idea.

He stopped thinking about it and began to concentrate on placing the foster father's spiritual tablet.

"open!"

Li Chang'an let out a low cry, and punched the ground with his fist, intending to create a deep hole in the ground, bury the little half spirit tablet, and stand it on the ground.

A muffled sound sounded from the ground, but it was strange that a faint wave emanated from this land, which wiped out Li Changan's destructive power.

"What kind of power fluctuation is this?"

Feeling this faint fluctuation of power, Li Changan frowned in puzzlement, there was something strange here.

He stood up and lowered his head, and began to carefully look at this strange land. From this look, he saw some tricks.

He found that this place seemed to be a central area, and all the spirit cards around them were scattered in a circle, and they were extremely far away from this place.

Most of those spirit tablets are very broken, and the years on them have a strong meaning, and they are probably many years old.

Looking outside, the spiritual tablets around them gradually increased, and most of the wooden cards were no longer broken and decayed.

At this moment, Li Chang'an understood a little bit, this place is the central area surrounded by the spiritual tablet, and in the holy place where the tribe prays, all the spiritual tablets are oriented here, and this place is faintly respected.

"This place is the center of the Holy Land, but this piece of land has only one spiritual tablet. Doesn't that mean that this spiritual tablet is the master of all spiritual tablets?"

Li Changan's eyes showed a strange look, he looked at the half-broken spirit tablet again, and muttered in his mouth.

He walked into the spirit tablet, slowly wiped off the dust on it, and wanted to know whose spirit tablet it was, but to his disappointment, there was no writing on the spirit tablet, it was just a piece of spirit tablet without characters. bit card.

"Huh? No, this spiritual tablet is not made of wood."

Scrubbing the traces of corrosion on it, Li Changan felt this abnormal phenomenon.

It is said that in a long time ago, spirit tablets were all polished with stones, engraved with the names of the deceased, and made.

However, this technique was too cumbersome and complicated, and later it was changed to engraving with spirit wood, which is the current method of making spirit tablets.

Li Chang'an was startled, he didn't expect that the Kuai Ling Tablet had such a long history, no wonder it was rotten like this, not yet weathered.

He slowly wiped the mud on the stele carefully, trying to restore its true appearance.

At this time, a sudden change occurred!
Suddenly, without warning, there was a terrifying suction force from the stone tablet that was not fluctuating at all, it was tightly attached to Li Changan's palm, grabbing the spiritual power in his body.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the spiritual power of Li Changan spewed out from his palm, sending out bursts of pale gold and white mist, which were instantly swallowed by the stone tablet.

This incomparably weird situation seemed like a gluttonous monster opening its huge mouth to devour it crazily.

"Damn it! What's going on!" Li Changan was furious, with a look of shock on his face.

This sudden outbreak caught him off guard, and he had no time to react, and the most helpless thing was that his palm was tightly attached to it, and the spiritual power in his body was directed towards the inside of the stone tablet uncontrollably. rush.

This is simply plunder!
"What is this!" Li Changan roared angrily.

In one breath, all the spiritual power in his body was absorbed by the stone tablet, which made him terrified. If the stone tablet continued to absorb his own blood after absorbing the spiritual energy, then things would really be troublesome. Big hair.

At this moment, he has lost all his spiritual power, and he is not even qualified to use explosive energy. This is his trump card, it is invalid at this moment, and he feels a little uneasy.

There was a sharp light in his eyes, a ruthless look appeared on his face, and he drew out the dagger with his other hand, ready to cut off his wrist.

If this suction continues to make trouble, he can only cut off his own arm fiercely to save his own life first.

(End of this chapter)