Farming in the Immortal Mansion

When the High Priest of Teng Wu was fighting with Wei Yan Wu Yan Jiu, he had already noticed the changes on Dongling with his divine sense in the God Transformation Stage. Seeing that his people had the upper hand, he kept dragging Yan Jiu to fight.

The High Priest nodded approvingly at Ye Ling: "Thank you for your help, Wu Gong. I will definitely repay you generously!"

Then he ordered the tribesmen: "There is no time to lose, hurry back to the altar and sacrifice the spirit of the green vine! The green vine of our tribe can finally grow to the top of the mountain. With the protection of the vine spirit, we can defend the entire Dongling!"

The Teng Wu tribe members responded loudly and went to prepare for the sacrifice.

Ye Ling, Yun Xianzi and others were also curious, and followed the High Priest of Teng Wu back to the cave.

The High Priest ascended the altar, with his shawl scattered, his white beard hanging down, waving his staff, and muttering something, as if communicating with the vine spirit.

The vine witches around him also held their instruments and danced the sacrificial dance.

Ye Ling was not unfamiliar with the witches' sacrifices. In the land of fire and barbarians, he had heard the Winged Fire Witch talk about it. In addition to praying to heaven and earth, the sacrificial dance could also communicate with the gods and obtain their blessings.

The Green Vine Spirit was the patron saint of the vine witches.

In the eyes of cultivators like Ye Ling, this was more like a kind of telekinesis, similar to the power of incense.

It was just that the gods worshipped by the witches were mostly the spirits of all things. The totem worship of the barbarians was more inclined to the powerful beasts, while the cultivators worshiped and sacrificed to the immortals!

Without exception, they were all strong!

As the chief priest of the vine witch led the people to sacrifice, the Green Vine Spirit gradually awakened, and the main vine broke out of the ground and continued to grow upwards. The entire Dongling was like an earthquake.

Fairy Yun felt the great vitality of the Great Green Ivy and its power to move mountains and seas, which frightened her pale face. Until the green vine spread from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then spread out countless vines and branches, spreading around, wrapping the entire East Ridge, lush and green, and becoming full of vitality again.

The chief priest of the vine witch stopped the sacrifice and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Obviously, this sacrifice consumed a lot of energy, but he finally showed a gratified smile on his face: "It's good now. With the vine spirit guarding the entire mountain, Wei Yan Wu of the North Ridge and Zhang Lu Wu of the South Ridge, no one can attack the mountain! Come on, rebuild the mountain protection formation!"

At the order of the chief priest of the vine witch, the vine witch tribe began to set up formations all over the mountain again.

Ye Ling spread his consciousness and soon understood the reason. It turned out that the so-called mountain protection formation of the vine witch was completely woven into a net with the help of the vines and branches of the big green vine. The operation of the entire mountain protection formation was also maintained by the endless vitality of the big green vine.

As the saying goes, a single move can move the whole body. A mountain protection formation like this is much more sophisticated than that of the Wei Yan witch, and the defense is very strong.

As long as the spirit of the green vine is there, it can protect the vine witch clan. No wonder the high priest said that the three witch clans on Feilong Ridge are the strongest of their vine witches.

After doing all this, the high priest of the vine witch finally breathed a sigh of relief and held a banquet in the cave, one to celebrate the victory of this battle, and the other to thank Ye Ling and others for their help.

The chief priest of Tengwu said with great emotion: "I heard from my tribesmen that Wu Gong played the xiao in Dongling, and his magical powers were unparalleled! First, he used a golden fishing net to catch all the Weiyan Wu tribe members on the ridge, and then there was a soul flag that could move the sky and the earth, shocking the spirits! What kind of magic is this? I have practiced for thousands of years, and I have never heard of it!"