Martial arts become gods

Chapter 536
"Hey, you noticed, that statue is the human being I mentioned." Amu walked to Mo Xian, looked at the statue with reverence, and said.

"So young?" Mo Xian asked suspiciously.

"That happened many years ago. If you do the math, he should be dozens of years old." Amu said.

Hearing this, Mo Xian stopped making a sound, but looked at the statue carefully.

The lines of the statue were rough, but he still saw a softness in them.

Who is this person?

……

After entering Amu's tribe, Mo Xian found that there were totem poles everywhere, and the totems on them, like those on Amu and others, seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.

Everyone's hostility towards Mo Xian also gradually disappeared. From this, it can be seen that although most of the people in this tribe look fierce, they are simple and kind.

It was only the greed of some human beings who suffered the disaster of extinction.

And after Mo Xian killed the rock anaconda with his own strength, everyone began to respect Mo Xian in awe.

Even the man who was not kind to Mo Xian at the beginning did an ancient courtesy to Mo Xian, which is the highest respect this tribe pays to the warriors.

Of course, only true warriors can use this set of etiquette.

The atmosphere quickly became harmonious, although a large number of human warriors were gathering outside the tribe.

However, this tribe didn't seem to be afraid of danger. Instead, they took out homemade local wine and dried meat unique to the desert to entertain Mo Xian, with a kind of heroic spirit of being drunk today.

Mo Xian was also infected by this kind of arrogance, and temporarily left behind those warriors outside who were chasing and killing him.

The local wine of this tribe seems to be made of some kind of fruit. It tastes very sweet, and the dried meat is also very distinctive. Even Yin Qiantong tasted a little bit.

And Xiao En, a foodie, naturally seemed to be in heaven, countless fruit wine and jerky disappeared without knowing it.

Mo Xian had a great time here, but those warriors in the desert were in dire straits.

Although it was still daytime to them, it was already nighttime.

At night in the desert, the temperature plummeted, and many people's skin turned purple from the cold, but they didn't know it, and they were still playing happily.

Of course, it is impossible for this formation to trap them for a lifetime, what should come, will always come.

Among the tribe, the lively atmosphere gradually receded, and most of them fell asleep on the ground casually while taking advantage of the alcohol, snoring loudly.

And with the support of several middle-aged men, an old man walked slowly.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and although his old eyes were cloudy, there was a glimmer of light in them from time to time.

On his head, there are two tentacles resembling ladybugs, other than that, he is exactly the same as a human being.

This old man looked very wise. The two tentacles on his head vibrated slightly as if they were receiving some kind of signal at any time.

"This is the prophet of our tribe!" At the same time as Amu introduced, he hurriedly greeted him and bowed respectfully.

Mo Xian didn't dare to be negligent, and he also bowed to his followers, and even Yin Qiantong bowed slightly as a gesture.

"How many years has it been? It's been a long time since humans have set foot here. I didn't expect that this time, there will be so many!" The prophet said slowly, his speech speed was extremely slow, like talking in sleep.

"Senior, I'm sorry!" Mo Xian said apologetically, because of his arrival, this originally peaceful land may suffer some unreasonable disasters.

"My child, what should come will always come." The prophet slowly raised his head, glanced at Mo Xian, and then there was always a hint of doubt in his cloudy eyes, and he glanced at the statue calmly.

"Is there any problem?" Mo Xian was startled, wondering.

"It's nothing, you just remind me of someone." The Prophet shook his head slowly.

"Prophet, what will happen to those humans outside now? Some of them are very powerful and are about to approach here." Amu said anxiously.

"There will always be a solution to things, and history will always be surprisingly similar. Children, come with me." The prophet said, dismissed all the tribes around him, and walked into the depths of the tribe with staggering steps.

The target seems to be the statue.

After arriving in front of the statue, the prophet was silent for a few minutes, and then said: "When the benefactor left, he left something behind, saying that he would activate it when he encountered a disaster that could not resist. Perhaps, it is time to activate his It's time."

Mo Xian could see that this thing had become a symbol for the entire tribe, more like a sustenance, a spiritual pillar for their survival.

Once used, it may cause irreversible effects.

"Senior, things may not be as bad as we imagined!" Mo Xian said in a deep voice, he didn't want the tribe to lose something they believed in because of him.

"Some things are only valuable if they are used. This may be the reason why the benefactor left this thing." The prophet smiled and shook his head.

……

In the desert, those warriors seemed to become more and more courageous with frustration, and they did not choose to retreat.

And those people in the sky finally discovered the nodes of the formation and destroyed them.

After the formation failed, the remaining warriors returned to normal.

Although the desert is huge, a tribe is like a grain of sand in it, but as the saying goes, there are many people and strength, and tribes will inevitably be found.

A sneaky figure appeared outside the tribe. After seeing those houses like dirt bags and those weird tribe natives, the man was a little panicked at first, but soon stabilized.

He didn't alarm anyone, but quietly retreated back.

And his departure also indicates that the tribe will be exposed to everyone's eyes.

Not long after he left, several tribesmen rushed here, and when they saw the footprints on the ground, their expressions suddenly became serious.

Their positions may have been exposed.

The news quickly spread among the tribe, and everyone was in a commotion, but they all moved in unison, facing the statue and praying in the ancient way.

The warriors in the desert were attracted by Mo Xian, but no one showed any hostility towards him.

In their view, this day will eventually come, but the time has been brought forward.

Everyone in the tribe was mobilized, each of them a born warrior, and that unique arm was their best weapon.

In order to defend their last homeland, everyone is ready to die.

On the sand dunes outside the tribe, a figure appeared, gradually becoming the second, third...

There were more and more figures, and finally the tribe was completely wrapped up.

Seeing so many human warriors, the faces of the tribe suddenly sank a lot.

There are really too many human fighters, even if they are brave and good at fighting, I am afraid they will be powerless.

"Prophet, what to do, there are too many human beings!" Amu looked at the figures in the distance and said in a panic.

(End of this chapter)