Dao Fruit

At this time, the statue had changed its appearance. The surface carved from ordinary stone was cracked everywhere, and in the cracks, there was a dark red light flowing——

After the flame giant collapsed, it divided into streams of flowing fire and merged into the cracks.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When many tribesmen were at a loss, bursts of sound suddenly came from the statue, and dark red sparks surged out of the cracks, expanded, and enveloped the entire statue.

In an instant, flames covered the statue, the fire rose, and the statue seemed to rise several feet out of thin air!

Such a turn of events made the surrounding Lianxi tribesmen come back to their senses and recall the scene just now. They couldn't help but feel scared, and then they all knelt down towards the statue and kowtowed.

Just now, huge rocks fell from the sky, rubble rained like rain, and flames were released from the statues to form a barrier and save the people. Then the wind increased the fire, the flames surged, and the heat wave surged. The people protected in the barrier were inevitably panicked, but in the end the billowing heat wave Let the barrier turn into a flame giant, enveloping everyone without harming anyone!

From the despair at the beginning, to the joy and shock of the battle between gods, to the rescue at this moment, although it was not a series of twists and turns, the contrast before and after was huge, making the Lianxi people particularly aware of the dangers of heaven and earth and the preciousness of life.

Some of these people came here after Qiu Yan left the Land of Relics. They had never seen the gods in person and only worshiped them with others. But at this moment, after experiencing life and death, they understood the power of gods and began to believe in them.

Soon, under the leadership of the trembling clan elders, the Lianxi clansmen who had recovered from their shock held another prayer ceremony in the ruins, kowtowing devoutly.

The leader is the clan leader Shao Jing. His face is solemn and his eyes are twinkling, as if he is thinking about something.

At the end of the ceremony, the clan leader came out and lit the brazier.

The rules of lighting a brazier have only recently been formed, and obtaining one means fire. It symbolizes the divine power of the gods and also represents the existence and continuation of the tribe.

Shao Jing held the brazier, raised it high above his head, and stood in front of the statue. He concentrated his mind, took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, and said -

"Please ask the gods to pass down the magic method to protect our clan and strengthen our tribe!"

His voice was loud and clear. But as soon as the words came out, the surroundings suddenly became silent!

The clan leader's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Shaojing with an anxious look on his face. Then he took two quick steps, raised the crutch in his hand, and hit Shaojing on the head!

Buzz!

There was no need for Shao Jing Bu to dodge. After receiving this stick, the skin and flesh on his head were suddenly torn open. He was bleeding profusely, but he didn't even blink, staring at the statue, waiting for a reply.

Other tribesmen saw this scene. They all have different expressions.

Some people knew that this last sentence disrupted the rhythm of the ceremony and was suspected of offending the gods, so they couldn't help but panic; others. After experiencing the previous disaster, he had the same thoughts as Shaojing, but his heart tightened when he heard this. Listen carefully.

These scenes were captured by the divine thoughts emanating from the statue and transmitted to Qiu Yan's heart.

"The method of magical power..."

Chewing this word, Qiu Yan's heart moved.

He was able to descend his mind to the land of relics because he had a little fire, could overcome obstacles, and absorbed the incense wishes of the Lianxi tribe. Only when the believers of the Lianxi tribe were connected to the gods could their will come.

The Lianxi Tribe is located in the Land of Relics, and there is some separation. The attention of the gods cannot always be shrouded in it. This time, because the tribe was in danger, at the moment of life and death, the thoughts of the entire tribe were twisted into one, especially strong, which made Qiu Yan have a whim. However, now, his consciousness is placed on the statue of the god, and following the connection with the legal domain, he naturally understands the recent experiences of the Lianxi tribe.

The expansion of the tribe inevitably led to war. In the battles with other tribes, Shaojing took the lead and conquered several tribes.

Some of these tribes originally had gods in charge, but due to various reasons, they lost their support. However, the people in the tribe also knew more or less the secrets of the gods. Although they were all small and half-clawed, they became more numerous when gathered together. Over time, they became less beautiful. I also got to know the gods and knew that some gods were not born with magical powers but were acquired through cultivation, so I came up with some ideas.

Today, after the disaster, the seeds finally took root and sprouted, eager to break out of the ground. Only then did they say these words during the prayer ceremony.

For Qiu Yan, Shaojing's plea was also expected.

"If you want to practice cultivation, you must either follow the path of sexual cultivation or the path of life cultivation. To cultivate the soul through sexual cultivation, you must gather internal and external thoughts. In the early stage, you must absorb the emotions scattered in other people's dreams. But in this land of slough, this way is not possible; As for life cultivation, it is okay to work hard at the beginning, but in the end, you still have to absorb spiritual energy, strengthen yourself, and condense the true energy. The spiritual energy of the left slough is extremely thin, and it is also difficult to go far. However, precisely because there are no these factors, there is no interference, but it is more difficult. It can highlight something..."

Thinking in his mind, Qiu Yan gradually made the decision to spread some of the techniques he had recently learned, starting with the Lianxi tribe and Shaojing.

As soon as Qiu Yan thought about it, the statue reacted immediately. The flames in the cracks jumped, and a mighty thought came out——

"Practice is difficult and the future is uncertain. If you are not sincere, how can you achieve it?"

Hearing this, Shaojing's face lit up with joy, and his tense heartstrings relaxed.

This time he asked for Dharma, which was suspected of offending the gods, so he was struck by the clan elder with a stick.

He also knew that this move was likely to be self-defeating and would be disgusted by the gods, which would in turn bring harm to the tribe. However, after experiencing previous disasters, Shaojing understood that blindly praying to gods without any strength at all would not be a long-term solution.

For the sake of the tribe, I had to take risks.

The god responded, which made the people in the Lianxi tribe who had similar thoughts happy. Others also breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing that the god did not harm the tribe because of this.

Seeing this scene, the clan elder shook his head and glanced at Shao Jing with a complicated look in his eyes.

However, as the thought fell, the statue stopped moving. No matter how much Shao Jing and others prayed, there was no response.

"Could it be that the gods have left and no longer pay attention to me?" Shao Jing felt cold in his heart.

At this time, the clan elder came over and sighed: "The gods have already handed down the oracle. If you want to seek the road, why should you be impetuous? You must be sincere." After saying that, he was helped away and greeted the uneasy people. Tribesmen, go and rebuild the tribe’s settlement.

After experiencing the eruption of underground fire, the fluctuation of boulders and ground, and the blowing of strong winds, the houses, cellars, and several cultivated fields of the Lianxi tribe were all destroyed. It takes a lot of effort to recover. However, after all, the clan members are still there, and as long as they are still there, everything can be rebuilt.

When many tribesmen saw this, they also relaxed their brows. In their opinion, the tribe leader was the one who had received the God recently. He behaved as usual, so he should not have offended the God. So we put aside our worries and started rebuilding.

In front of the statue, Shaojing was thoughtful after listening to the clan elder's words. He no longer begged, but knelt down silently. Soon, twelve more people came out and knelt behind him.

These people knelt before the statue and remained motionless. Like twelve stone statues.

Qiu Yan's mind was always focused on this place.

"I was inspired by Wo Shen Neijue and had some ideas. Although it is immature, it can be regarded as a beginning. It just happened to be passed on to the Lianxi tribe. However, since ancient times, people have been preaching and teaching. There is no reason to give it easily. If they ask for it, they will immediately It will be of no benefit to the future. Gaining strength without awe is a disaster rather than a blessing. Humanity in this world is not yet perfect, and every move is a pioneer. There cannot be any negligence, otherwise it may be poisonous for thousands of years. "

Thinking like this, Qiu Yan's mind suddenly turned and penetrated into the earth.

Underground, two people were imprisoned, it was Shi Lao and Feng Zhongzi.

The two monks had pale faces and distorted expressions. Their eyes were wide open and they were silent. There was a tight band on each of their heads, covered with flesh and blood.

Their skin and flesh that had been burned by the earth fire had basically healed, but it left quite a few marks. The scars on their bodies were all horizontal and vertical, which was horrifying to look at.

"These are just punishments. If you want to hurt my followers, you can't give up easily. I will be a guard here for fifty years. After fifty years, I will let you go free!"

After leaving a thought in the hearts of the two of them, Qiu Yan's spiritual thought dissipated.

"Thieves, please leave!"

Feeling this spiritual thought, Shi Lao and Feng Zhongzi struggled and roared, but as soon as they screamed, they screamed. They had a splitting headache, and it was difficult to even think about it. Their flesh and blood twitched, and they almost lost their consciousness.

These two tight hoops are a kind of enslavement method, using flesh, blood and thoughts as guides to restrict the soul. Qiu Yan dug it out from Tang Lai's memory. They were integrated into the earth fire by him, and they are a fatal threat to the monks.

Speaking of which, Qiu Yan was able to activate the earthly fire through air conditioning, not by relying on the legal domain, nor by using incense and people's wishes, but by relying on a little fire from the tenth day.

The fire pulls, and the ferocious earth fire can be controlled like an arm and a finger, but it is limited to the area around the statue. Beyond this range, it is out of reach. Therefore, if you want to protect the Lianxi tribe, you need other help.

In this land without order, where countless monks and gods are hidden, a tribe without the protection of a "god" is like a rootless tree after all, and the two monks Shi Lao and Feng Zhongzi, as well as the statue The poisonous insect god is the "god" arranged by Qiu Yan for the Lianxi tribe.

On top of Zao Mountain, the deity of the gods takes over the mind.

"The Poisonous Insect God entered this land of relics with the Black Marsh Ancestor that day. When Shi Jianhui took action, he also helped him, but he didn't expect to stay here. It seems that he has developed. This The crisis in the Lianxi tribe can be considered to have started because of him, but even without this god, it would have happened sooner or later. However, this time, we got the information about the Five Marshes from him. "

He raised his hand, and there was a little more light in his words, and the memory flowed in it.

With a slight click, the light group collapsed, and the information inside entered the heart of the deity.

"Oh? So that's it. The ancestor of Black Marsh is only one of the five marshes, and there are four marshes left. In addition, this swamp is also full of ancestor spirits. Well, Buddhism, other four marshes, ancestor spirits, and counting me , it can be said that there are four parties competing, but there is also a party that can be won over. Once the plan is successful, it can save decades of effort, and maybe it can directly attack the fourth grade..."

Thinking of this, the deity's brows moved slightly.

"Eh? Someone is spying on the scholar's clone, my dear! Who is this! Such a strong literary spirit, there is a yin and a yang in it, and the cycle goes back and forth!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster !

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