Vol 3 Chapter 1221: 0 family 0 witches (7)

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Cook shook his head and resumed his transformation. When the boy saw Cook, he said very depressed: "I said, eldest brother, at your age, you are still fighting for our ancestor spirit, is it too unkind?"
"How I do it is my own business." Cook was dumbfounded, what is the ancestral spirit, and there is still such a big contradiction between the witches?
"Yes, let's discuss how to it, okay? My name is Ding, the upright Ding." The boy said sternly.
"My name is Ke." Cook replied.
"Brother, I think you are also under the Jinwu tribe. Which tribe are you from? I belong to the Heishan tribe." Ding asked.
"This is inconvenient to say." The boy used the language of the ancient wizard on the Primordial World, which was slightly different from the language of the wizard on the Primordial Plane now.
Hearing this, he looked annoyed: "Oh, we are here to the ancestral spirits. I actually told my origin. Dad said don't tell me my origin."
When he heard Ding's words, Cook did not show the slightest. The young man called Ding was definitely not what he had shown himself. He believed whatever he said, that was not Cook's current state of mind.
Cook is very suspicious now, except for the very close people, otherwise no one will believe it, even if the Great Sage says, Cook will have to study whether there is anything in the pit.
The superior is suspicious, this is inevitable, because once it is scammed, it is not a small thing. The average person is scammed, maybe it is three to five thousand yuan, and if the superior is scammed, hehe, death and family will be destroyed. It's not that it hasn't appeared before.
Cook also sat down and looked at Ding quietly. Ding was inexplicably seen by Cook, and asked: "K, are you looking at me like this?"
"To be honest, you really came for the ancestral spirit?" Cook is nothing to ask for. Now, besides knowing the ancestral spirit, what else does Cook know? Cook can ask, that's just one sentence. What is the use of ancestral spirits?
When I was questioned by Cook, I was a little surprised, and asked, "I didn't come for the ancestor spirit. Why did I come?"
"That's good." Cook nodded, as if you were here for the ancestor spirit.
Hearing this, he stood up in astonishment, then looked at Cook suspiciously: "K, didn't you come for the ancestor spirit?"
"Yeah, why not?" Cook replied with a silly look of you.
"No, Ke, you said, did you come for that thing?" He shook his head and looked at Cooke without blinking.
Cook's heart is full of joy. This Nima is really hidden. I have to say that many people will be fooled by Cook's trick, especially when he is in such a nervous performance, Cook is even more calm.
"I don't know what you said." Cook didn't take Rick at all, shook his head and said.
"K. That thing is very important to me, and it is also the most suitable for me, you are the wind, I am the dark, only me is the most suitable." Ding solemnly said to Cook.
Cook sneered and said, "Can I use it for others?"
"Ancestral Spirit, I will help you get the Ancestral Spirit." Hearing this, he almost gritted his teeth.
"Don't bother you." Cook shook his head. In fact, Cook didn't know the so-called ancestor spirit, and what that thing was, Cook answered?
Angrily said: "I know, you guys must know the wind, otherwise so many people will not come."
Cook did not move at all, of course Cook did not know what to say or what to do.
"G, let's make an exchange, can't you?" said after a long time, while looking at Cook expectantly.
"Talk about it?" Cook said indifferently.
"I know a secret cave." He said with a mysterious look.
"Secret Cave, I'm not interested." Cook said with a surprised look, then shook his head.
"This secret cave may be an ancient secret cave, perhaps there may be sacred artifacts." He gritted his teeth and said.
"Holy artifacts?" Cook looked shocked. In fact, Cook doesn't know what holy artifacts are. However, as long as there are holy things, they are generally very advanced things. This has been confirmed by Cook countless times. Up.
"Not only the sacred artifacts, but I suspect there are still the remains of the saints." Ding continued to gritted his teeth.
"Impossible!" Cook stood up immediately, and then Cook felt a little too much. Cook thought that he was talking about the saint of the great world.
"This." The top drew out a jade tile like jade.
"This." Cook looked at the jade medal and touched it. It was not a jade medal.
"Do you see it? This is only for the Eucharist, and it has all been jade." Ding said.
Cook nodded; "It's possible, but maybe this one?"
"You, do you want to do it?" Dingjiu was so annoyed by Cook's words that he wanted to refute, but couldn't find a reason to refute.
"When the time comes, you will take me there. If there are gains, I will not treat you badly." Cook thought about it and said.
"Ha, what a big tone, I don't want you to make trouble. It's not that I'm afraid of you. Our Heishan tribe is inherited by the Golden Crow." Ding understands what Cook means. Said coldly.
"Really?" Cook asked faintly when he saw the bad eyes.
"Do you really want to that magic weapon?" Ding shouted coldly.
"Of course." Cook still looks like you take me, making Ding very crazy.
Ding took a deep breath and said, "There is a kind of come with me."
Then Ding turned into a crow and flew away, while Cook shook his head and muttered: "The brain is sick, you told me to follow and I followed, but what is the ancestral spirit?"
After flying on top for a while, he flew back and saw that Cook was still in the tree hole. He immediately shouted, "Coward."
Cooks ignored it, and walked out of the cave, then turned into a lightning bird, and flew away. His face was ugly, and he cried out, "My stuff."
From afar, Cook saw the high flag, and Cook turned back into a human form, but in a form similar to the people here, not his own form.
"Who is it?" There was still a long distance from the tribe, and someone stopped Cook.
"I'm looking for your witch," Cook said.
"What are you looking for?" It seemed that Cook had answered correctly, and the person who stopped Cook asked.
"Someone wants to hit your ancestor spirit's idea." Cook raised his hands and replied without fear.
"What?" Someone emerged from the jungle, exclaiming.
Then Cook was taken to the tribe by seven or eight people with various weapons, and was sent directly under the high flagpole. This tribe looked better. Almost everyone had animal skins and wooden houses. This It proves that there is a stable source of livelihood. The tribes that Cook saw before were all animal skins and tents built by branches. These tribes did not have a stable source of livelihood and had to migrate.
"Guests from afar, please come in." Under the flagpole, Cook vaguely noticed that something on the flagpole was looking at him, and there was a familiar fluctuation. This familiar fluctuation is the transformation of himself in the magic pestle. The fluctuations of the souls of those giants at the time.
When he walked into Wu's residence, Cook felt a chill, a chill at the soul level.
"Good thing." Cook looked at a stick of incense, the fragrance of this stick can shock the soul, obviously not Fanpin.
"Guest from afar, I don’t know where you are from?" This witch is very old. His bones and muscles are almost shriveled. Like a corpse, life fluctuations are very weak, but the soul level is very strong. Cook's soul is only strong but not weak, but Cook's soul is more tenacious.
"I'm from the stars." Cook replied very pretentiously.
"Cough, cough. Does this guest want our ancestor spirit?" Wu asked coughingly.
"I'm not interested, just a little remaining spiritual knowledge." Cook finally knows what an ancestral spirit is. It is a powerful soul, but it is incomplete. Cook is really not interested in such a thing. If Cook wants a soul crystal, there is so much The thing is, but after using the soul crystal, there are any sequelae that Cook does not know, so Cook's soul growth has been very slow.
"Eh? It's a big tone." The old guy's eyes widened and he looked at Cook, utterly utterly bright.
"Tsk tsk, in exchange for the old guy, you are dying. No wonder someone has the idea of ​​attacking the ancestral spirit. I heard that you have a weapon here, so I want to see and see. If it is useful, I have a way to make you live a hundred years. There is also a way to repair your spiritual sense." Cook sighed.
When the witch on the other side heard Cook's words, he didn't react for a while. Is there anyone who talks such a big talk? A hundred years, it will be over in three months.
"How do I believe you?" The old guy is not sure if what Cook said is true, but the old guy also knows that once he dies, the new witch hasn't grown up yet, what consequences will the tribe face, the ancestor spirit Being robbed, the tribe has nothing but desperation, and maybe it's gone.
Cook took out a vial with only a drop of life water in it. The witch looked at the delicate vial in his hand and opened it all at once, then his face changed.
"Excuse me, the guest is from the Twelve Heavens Witch Tribe?" The Witch asked respectfully.
"Show me your things, I'll give you a hundred years of life." This witch soul is okay, but the body is no longer good. The biggest reason why the body is not good is because the ancestor spirit is used to cause physical damage, just like the Cook change. The body has a time limit, once it is exceeded or used forcibly, it will damage the vitality.
"Yes." The witch moved his butt, and there was a wooden box under his butt, which Cook never noticed.
"Huh?" The box was opened, and a hammer appeared in front of Cook's eyes. The hammer knew it was not Fanpin. The purple hammer gave Cook a strong feeling.
Cook thought for a while and said, "The five-hundred-year-old man will be replaced by this magic weapon."
"Good!" Wu cried out excitedly when he heard this.
"In addition, I can give you something to make the ancestral spirit more powerful." Cook pondered for a moment. This hammer, Cook's mental consciousness, realized that it was at least a fairy weapon, and at least it was an fairy weapon used by a fairy official.
"This one of mine is actually a single piece, and there is one more, but after we give it to you, our tribe won't have any witchcraft." The witch said.
Cook thought of me, and Nima took it out to me. Cook asked with cold eyes, "What do you want?"
"I want to ask the guests to help me deal with those who spy on our ancestral spirits." The Wu said.
"No, I won't be involved in this matter, but I can give you something to improve the strength of the people." Cook shook his head and said, Cook didn't have the idea of ​​coming up.
"This." The old guy hesitated.
Cook took out a leather bag with two hundred bone-hardening pills in it, the pills left by the wizard of the prehistoric world.
"This is good, good." The old guy sniffed and said excitedly, and then took off the hairpin. Cook discovered that the hairpin was like a thicker nail, with a thick thumb. ,is black.
Cook took out five bottles of life water and two soul crystals at the same time. As soon as the two soul crystals were taken out, a golden crow's shadow appeared behind Wu.
Wu Wu was even more excited when he saw this scene. Cook directly threw the soul crystal away, and the golden crow's soul immediately rushed up, and immediately after that, the golden crow's body became much firmer.
Wu Ye drank a drop of the water of life. The powerful vitality made this Wu’s shriveled body instantly regain its elasticity. The muscles were swollen. Wu drank another bottle and put the rest in the wooden box under his butt. Cook A black bug could be seen vaguely inside the box.
"This guest, this is for you. As long as we need it in the future, even if there is only one person left in our Baixi tribe, we will come to help you." This witch looks like an old man now, but with a red face.
"No, it's a normal exchange between us. If there is still something like this, you can keep it for me." Cook waved his hand, did not accept the witch's hand, a snow-white human skull, but Cook did not collect it. The habit of human bones.
Hearing this, the witch was a little bit lost, but he believed that Cook was a member of the Twelve-Day Witch Tribe, and only those tribes had these things.
"Can guests stay here for a few days? Let's watch a good show." Wu felt it necessary to establish a relationship with Cook and said.
"Okay, but I'm very particular about what I eat." Cook felt his heart move, this is a good time to understand the whole Wu Clan, and he nodded and said.
"You are satisfied." After all, this witch is the leader of a tribe, and Cook has not admitted his identity, so the witch still treats Cook as a guest.
Cook was placed in the wooden building next to Wu, which was one of the few good houses in the entire tribe.
The witch did not send anyone to serve Cook. The witch had more urgent things to do. The witch gathered two hundred warriors in the tribe together. Because he had a premonition that he was going to die, the clansmen did not go out.
"One for each person, and immediately practice bone-building fist after eating it." These warriors were surprised to see that Wu had been young for twenty years.
"Hi." After taking the Bone Quenching Pill, more than two hundred tribal warriors went out and started to connect in the martial arts training field outside. These warriors were exposed to red light. Under the guidance of their movements, their muscles bulged and blood The flow accelerates, and the muscles grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Cook also came out, in the corridor outside upstairs, looking at the two hundred warriors, these people are very strong, Cook is also envious, if Cook has such a good foundation, then he is probably invincible.
"How is it?" Wu walked over and asked Cook with a smile.
"Not so good, too low-level." Cook shook his head. Cook robbed a wizard trading space in the prehistoric world. There were too many wizards forging in it, such as bone quenching pills, essence pills, and hammers. There are at least a dozen methods for skin wine and so on, from muscles and bones, skin and flesh, periosteum, and various medicines.
"Uh." Wu was speechless. Something that his tribe was proud of was actually said to be too low-level.
"Then the guest is willing to give me a look?" Wu hesitated and asked.
"Haha, equal trade, what do you trade with me? Forging bones, hammering skin, and producing blood. I have dozens of pill formulas here. Which one do you want?" Cook said with a smile.
When Wu heard this, his eyes lit up: "I know that the Baisong tribe also has a special magic weapon. I wonder if the guests are interested?"
"Look at things first, I have some good things, I'm afraid you won't be able to get good things out. This is my living expenses for the last 20 days. Look at the arrangements." Cook threw out 20 essence and blood pills. The gadget is made with the blood of other creatures and some herbs.
"No problem, no problem, you can live as long as you want." Wu saw the exquisite porcelain vase in his hand. As soon as the porcelain vase was opened, the vigorous vitality rushed out.
Looking at Cook's back, Wu went down happily, and then called the twenty strongest warriors into the house.
"Okay, okay, our tribe also has a master of tiger power, and there are 30 people with five bulls, 18 people with six bulls, six people with seven bulls, and eight bulls. Two people, and one person with the power of a tiger." Wu saw that in just a long time, his tribe could be said to have increased its combat power by dozens of times. This combat power is in the title tribe, which is already the upper reaches of the upper reaches.
"Witch, what is that person's background?" The patriarch, who is a master of tiger power, asked.
"Don't ask, go get some delicious food now. In addition, there are some restless guys around, don't be polite and kill when you encounter them." Wu waved his hand and said.
"Quack, those mouse-like guys actually want to peek at our ancestor spirits, please don't worry." The patriarch has been stunned for a long time. Now the strength is stronger, and the ancestral spirit is stronger than before. Those who peeped at themselves had an idea for a solution.
"Go ahead." Wu waved his hand and said.
The warriors of the Baixi tribe suddenly left the tribe, and some of the people watching around immediately avoided it, but some also blatantly watched the tribe.
The patriarch of the Baixi tribe looked at these people in front of him~EbookFREE.me~ and shouted coldly: "Baicao tribe, you dare to come and spy on us?"
"Haha, what about prying? If the witch of your tribe is dead, just say it." The person on the other side laughed and said, for the tribe, the witch is the existence of the sky. A tribe has no witch. , Then it will not be recognized by people, and it will become the lowest-level worm witch tribe. From the perspective of the witch tribe, worms are the lowest-level existence in the entire biological chain, and other creatures are more advanced.
"Haha, Baixi tribe’s kindness, I have written down the Baixi tribe, I will visit the white grass tribe personally when I have time, and please ask the upper body of the ancestor spirit." In the Baixi tribe, the witch stood under the flagpole and laughed. Said. After the last sentence was shouted out, the claw on the flagpole suddenly stretched out, and then, a huge creature phantom that was hundreds of meters high, but the claw was solid.
boom! I caught it at the place where the Baisong tribe was located, and the surrounding people who were secretly watching saw this scene and turned and ran.
"Everyone, is it a little late to run now?" The witch of the Baixi clan looked into the distance, as if he could see through the jungle, and saw those who were running. At the same time, the huge golden crow phantom raised its foot again, paws towards someone. Grabbed the past in one direction. Mobile users please browse and read for a better reading experience.