Big dreamer

(Second update)

"Elder Yun is a true immortal who only grew up after our clan moved. Although he is powerful, you don't know all the secrets of the clan's past. You are far inferior to the old people stationed at the Martial God Altar. "Wu Kuihu said with a smile.

"Clan leader, you mean..." Yun Zhongyue vaguely thought of something.

"Yes, when the clan moved, a small number of clan members did not come together, but joined other sects. I think Yuan Tiangang, the great master of the Tang Dynasty, is the descendant of this kind of people." Wu Kuihu said. said.

With outsiders like Shen Luo in front of him, his words stopped short and explained the key points, but he did not mention the secrets of the past.

When Yun Zhongyue heard the words, although she still had doubts in her heart, she didn't ask any more questions.

After her breath completely subsided, the surrounding atmosphere gradually relaxed, and Shen Luo secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Wu Man'er looked at him with a hint of apology in her eyes. .

Shen Luo immediately smiled and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't need to care.

"Master, what do you want us to see when you bring us here?" Wu Man'er asked.

"Silly boy, it's natural to look at the sacred tree." Wu Kuihu said.

Wu Man'er walked forward with doubts on his face and looked at the small sapling in the center. He didn't notice anything strange at first, but soon he frowned and said in panic:

"Master, why is one missing?"

When Shen Luo and Jiang Shentian heard this, Monk Zhang Er was confused.

"What's missing? Has the sacred tree produced fruit?" Yun Xiaonu's eyes lit up and he shouted quickly.

"Master, why is there one leaf missing from the sacred tree?" Wu Man'er's eyes turned red and she asked urgently.

"It's just that one leaf is missing, it's nothing serious... right?" Before Jiang Shentian could finish his words, Shen Luo gave him a warning look.

Shen Luo felt helpless in her heart, lamenting that Jiang Shentian was sometimes too straight-minded to make Wu Man'er show such an expression, which showed that falling leaves from the sacred tree was definitely not a trivial matter.

"Not long after you left, something happened to the sacred tree. One leaf turned yellow and fell on the forty-nine day." Yun Zhongyue said.

When Wu Man'er heard this, a look of guilt suddenly appeared on his face, and he murmured: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

"Miss Tianxing, Miss Man'er, what is she..." Shen Luo didn't know what happened for a moment, and quickly sent a message to Mantianxing to ask.

After a moment of silence on the Gypsophila side, the message came:

"Man'er was originally a witch from the Shenmu tribe. When she was young, she had been following the previous witch, her mother, to protect and serve the essence of the sacred tree. Later, after the previous witch passed away for some reason, she had been guarding the sacred tree. After she left this time, For some unknown reason, the sacred tree suddenly withered and dropped a leaf."

After hearing this, Shen Luo understood why Wu Man'er was acting like this.

At this time, Wu Kuihu stepped forward, patted his disciple's shoulder gently, showed a gentle smile on his face, and said:

"Don't cry. I let you out this time. If you want to blame me, you have to blame me."

As soon as he said this, the expressions on the faces of Wu Man'er and Yun Zhongyue changed.

"Silly boy, do you think I really didn't know when you escaped? If I really didn't want you to leave, you wouldn't have been able to escape the godswood." Wu Kuihu rubbed her head, pampering her. Drowned.

"Clan leader, it turns out you were the one who helped her cover up her aura..." Yun Zhongyue said in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I kept hiding this from you." A trace of guilt flashed in Wu Kuihu's eyes.

"Why is this?" Yun Zhongyue was really puzzled.

"Alan guarded the sacred tree all her life, and finally died for the sacred tree and the sacred tree tribe. She never left the sacred forest in her life. But she still had Man'er beside her. As for Man'er, she is still young, and I don't want her to wither. Guard the sacred tree for the rest of her life. At least let her go out and see the outside world, and I believe that she will eventually return to the sacred tree," Wu Kuihu said calmly.

For this beloved disciple, everything is justified and there is nothing to feel guilty about.

"But she is a witch, and it is her mission to protect the tree..." Yun Zhongyue still couldn't understand.

If she is a witch, she will protect the sacred tree forever until death.

"Mission...such a mission is not a cage. And what is locked in the cage is not just the barbarian?" Wu Kuihu sighed softly and said slowly.

There was no self-pity in his words, but more of reluctance.

When Yun Zhongyue heard his words, the expression on her face changed. After being silent for a long time, she said:

"Clan Leader, your current words are inconsistent with the identity and responsibility of the clan leader. I will raise a matter with the Martial God Altar."

"That's exactly what I meant." Wu Kuihu said.

Yun Zhongyue sighed and asked: "Clan leader, don't you know what the falling leaves of the sacred tree portend?"

"The last time the sacred tree fell its leaves, we lost Alan and Man'er lost his mother. Do you think there will be anyone who knows better than me?" Wu Kuihu asked with a wry smile.

"Then you still..." Yun Zhongyue was interrupted before she could finish her words.

"Because of this, our Shenmu tribe needs to change. If we continue to stick to the old rules, we can only repeat tragedies again and again." Wu Kuihu said in a deep voice.

After Wu Kuihu finished speaking, he fell silent. Yun Zhongyue didn't know what to say for a moment.

"master……"

"Clan leader, what should we do about the beliefs and oaths our clan has upheld at the risk of our lives and dignity?" Yun Zhongyue asked with a look of struggle on her face.

"I never dare to forget the oath of the Shenmu Clan. It's just that our clan has been adhering to the Sacred Tree for so many years, guarding the Martial God Altar, and facing the invasion of the Chiyou Demon Clan alone. There have been too many casualties. It's time for some changes." Wu Kuihu said.

Hearing this, Shen Luo was puzzled and frowned.

"Clan leader, do you plan to open the clan's door and accept outsiders?" Yun Zhongyue's expression changed slightly after hearing this.

"Elder Yun, if there is another riot in the Martial God Altar, old people like you and me can die in battle, but what about their children? They have to die before they have time to grow up. Is this fair?" Wu Kuihu asked.

"This is our destiny." Yun Zhongyue still insisted.

"Relying solely on the power of our Shenmu clan is too weak. How long can we last, one generation or two? When our elders are all killed in the battle, will it be the barbarian, the star, or the slave? "?" Wu Kuihu sighed deeply.

Yun Zhongyue clenched the crutch in her hand, glanced at Yun Xiaonu, who was still a toddler, and her eyes gradually changed.

"Clan leader, this matter is too difficult. The other clan elders will not agree. They have deep doubts and even hostility towards other human clans. If they want to open the clan door, they will not agree." Yun Zhongyue finally said I was impressed.

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