Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

As if hearing some kind of sound, Aya subconsciously looked to the north.

But she quickly shook her head, suspecting that she was hallucinating.

"Have you found it?" After she regained consciousness, she asked the tribesmen around her.

"could not find it."

"I didn't find it here either."

The directions given by the monks who died in the Shouli tribe were very vague, and it was not easy to find the ruins.

The only more specific piece of information was that the ruins were near the collapsed ground.

She now doubted whether the practitioner was lying.

However, Aya still tends to believe that the ruins exist.

She knew very well that an ancient ruin could contain many things that would change the Shouli tribe.

Aya pondered for a moment and rode towards the north.

Following the direction she had just looked in, she gradually discovered the sunken grass.

She was startled, kicked the horse's belly, and urged the horse to move forward quickly.

The terrain gradually went down, and after walking about a mile, she saw the severely collapsed ground.

And she also saw the huge stone door with its exit point.

"It's actually true." Aya looked at the stone gate in shock.

The stone gate is almost five people tall, and this is because the stone gate was partially buried and partially damaged.

"The ruins have been found!" Aya shouted loudly, "Tell others that we have found the ruins!"

"Miss, are we... going in?" Suddenly, a word from the side made Aya silent.

Aya looked at the gap that could allow several people to pass through, as well as the impenetrable darkness in the gap, and felt a little hesitant.

She let out a long sigh, "No, we're not going in."

"This kind of ruins is very dangerous. It would not be a good thing for us who are not practitioners to enter it." Aya shook her head.

If it were a cultivator's cave, the anti-theft measures there must be beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The exploration of this ancient ruins should be left to those of the Shouli tribe who have already embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

Chapter 191: Chapter 13 It’s only a day that can be hidden

In the camp of the Shouli tribe, Alatan's expression was slightly excited.

Although Alatan put his hands on the case, it was easy to see from the trembling muscles that he was restraining his excitement.

"Are you sure that's the ruins?" Alatan asked Aya in front of him.

"It's the same as what the monk said." Aya said.

The first thing she did after exploring the ruins was to rush back to the tribe and tell Alatan about it.

"But the others and I didn't rush in, so it's hard to say whether it's a ruin or not." Aya paused and said.

"It doesn't matter. Now that we've confirmed that there is really an entrance there, we can let people enter." Alatan said, "But we have to be careful and don't let other tribes notice it."

So far, only their tribe knows about the existence of such an ancient ruin, and they must make good use of this advantage.

If other tribes find out, it will inevitably start a bloody storm in order to compete for this relic.

It would be okay if the tribe knew about it. After the matter becomes big, I am afraid that the major sects will also realize that there is a ruin here.

The ancient ruins may be the ruins of a certain sect, or they may be the cave of a powerful person.

But anyway, as long as this ruins is real, there will definitely be no shortage of treasures in it.

"How many practitioners are there in the tribe?" Alatan asked.

Aya was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, she gave an answer, "Probably less than ten."

After all, practitioners are not ordinary people, and there are only less than ten practitioners in their tribe.

This even includes Alatan.

"So few?" Alatan's tone was full of helplessness.

It would be risky for ordinary people to explore such ruins.

But with so few practitioners in their tribe, the speed of exploring the ruins must be very slow.

As the saying goes, paper cannot contain fire, and the matter about this ruins may be exposed in a few days.

Their tribe must explore more places as quickly as possible.

"Aya, you will be in charge of the tribe during this period." Alatan said coldly.

Aya was shocked by Alatan's sudden decision. She didn't expect her father to say such a thing.

"Why so sudden?" Aya hesitated.

Her prestige in the tribe is indeed good, but since she is not a practitioner herself, no matter how strong she is, she cannot suppress the entire tribe by herself.

It is basically impossible for the cultivators in the tribe to listen to an ordinary person like me giving orders.

"Because I also want to enter this ruins." Alatan said in a surprising tone.

"Father, if you encounter any trouble here, we will be leaderless." Aya didn't want to curse her father, but she had to tell him about this problem.

Alatan is the chief after all, and the tribe cannot live without a chief, otherwise it will turn into a basin of sand in a few days.

"That's why I asked you to temporarily take over my position." Alatan said, his tone was very serious, "There may be something in this ruins at any time that may change the fate of our Shouli tribe."

Aya read the huge ambition in his eyes, so she did not refute, "..."

She naturally knew what ambition Alatan had.

Alatan is not satisfied with simply being a chief. He wants to establish an empire on the grassland and become the second great khan in the grassland after a hundred years.

"I understand, leave it to me." Aya hammered her shoulder and said.

"I knew you would agree straightforwardly." Alatan stood up and patted Aya on the shoulder.

If one day he becomes the Great Khan, then Aya will definitely be appointed as the new chief by him.

"The tribe will be left to you during this period, Aya." He said earnestly.

Alatan was not worried that something bad would happen to him in the ruins, but that the tribe would be in chaos because of his absence.

As a monk in the elixir formation stage, he does not need to worry about his life unless he encounters a terrifying enemy.

After all, monks in the alchemy stage are the mainstay of the world of cultivation.

If one can reach the Nascent Soul stage, they will all belong to the monks who are among the best in this land of China.

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The next day, Alatan sat on his horse for the first time in a long time.

His war horse is a spiritual beast with a foundation-building level of cultivation.

It is precisely because of such a BMW that he can dominate the grassland.

He is probably only one level away from becoming the great khan on the grassland.

He was eager to find a treasure in this ruins that would allow him to break through this bottleneck.

"There will definitely be one." Alatan on horseback muttered.

But soon he focused his attention on the entrance to the camp.

"Until I return, Aya will succeed me as chief!" Alatan said on his horse.

Even if he didn't speak loudly on purpose, he could still spread his voice throughout the tribe.

Suti, who was in the corner, listened to these words with surprise, "Mom! Mom! Sister Aya has become the chief!"

"Yes." Suti's mother hugged her and said with a smile, "Your sister Aya is so amazing."

No one in the tribe thought that Aya would temporarily take over Alatan's position.

The children behind Alatan looked at Aya in front of the camp indifferently.

They all feel dissatisfied and jealous about this decision, but they won't say it out loud.

After all, everyone knows that the person who ultimately succeeds Alatan must have strong cultivation.

Although Aya is excellent, she has a fatal flaw - she cannot practice.

It is absolutely impossible for her to embark on the path of spiritual practice if she cannot even understand spiritual energy.

"I will protect the tribe." Aya said in front of Alatan, "As long as I am alive, I will not allow people from other tribes to invade us."

Without practitioners, Aya would be invincible on the grassland, with the strength to defeat a hundred.

"Very good." Alatan nodded, then turned the horse's head.

The practitioners in the entire tribe unanimously set off in the direction of the ruins.

With the scouts who visited the ruins yesterday leading the way, they didn't need to worry about not finding the ruins.

The only problem now is to find the most important thing before others know about the ruins.

"Aya, this news must not be spread." Alatan said quietly with his back to Aya.

This sentence is an iron-clad command, with an unquestionable momentum in it.

"Yeah." Aya knew what it meant when the news spread.

Both Alatan and Aya understand that fire cannot be contained by paper.

But if you can hide it for one day, you should hide it for one day.

Chapter 192: Chapter 14 It’s time to breathe

He Youzhou folded his sleeves with his hands and stood in front of the statue of his ancestor, dazed for a long time.

After the statue of the ancestor was repaired, it seems that it is not as interesting as before.

"Hmm... Is this kind of thing better if it's old?" He Youzhou muttered to himself.

This statue, with no broken arms and no cracks on its body, completely fails to reflect the historical heritage of Tianyan Sect.

Regret, in short, very regrettable.

If I had known better, I would have told the craftsmen not to repair the statue of the Patriarch.

Not enough. Apart from this statue, the rest of the hall is very good.

The main hall of Tianyanmen will not need to be repaired for a long time.

Next is the room and kitchen. As they are extremely important places for Tianyan sect's daily life, they cannot be careless.

Although none of his three current disciples have quit the sect because of the shabby rooms, what if one day a arrogant little princess becomes his disciple?

When she saw this simple room, wouldn't she want to pinch her nose and leave Tianyanmen?

"There is a long way to go." He Youzhou felt bald when he thought that there were only three disciples and the building had not been completed yet.

Although he still has long black hair, there is always the illusion of a cool head.

"Forget it, there is one more thing to do, let's put the repairs on hold for now." He Youzhou said and returned to his room.

After repairing the corresponding places, the craftsmen left Tianyan Sect one after another.

This made Tianyanmen, which was originally a bit lively, return to the quiet pastoral atmosphere before.

In Tianyanmen, probably the noisiest thing nowadays is the group of quacking water ducks.

Or maybe it's the Orchid that chases the water duck all the way.

He Youzhou closed the door of his room amidst the quacking of ducks.

He picked up the pen and prepared to write a letter to Zhao Linglong on the paper.