Vol 5 Chapter 67: Bereaved token fireworks bloom

Shi Xuan smiled, did not speak, in the eyes full of suspicion and defensive emotions, a shot of the second Yin Yang cylinder, a white mist appeared in it, and then it turned into a hazy drizzle, floating on the seriously injured monks Body.
As the sparse light rain slowly fell, these severely wounded monks were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, but they stopped immediately. Their faces quickly became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the painful shēn moan that was still ringing just now disappeared silently.
And they seemed to have the strength. They used both hands to grab the wounds that were barely closed by using magic techniques to grab those wounds. Then the wounds healed a little bit and healed in an unimaginable scene. First, some flesh and blood grew again, and then Close up, then scar, and finally those scars fall off, and white new skin appears.
When the drizzle stopped, these severely wounded monks had sat up intact. You looked at me and I looked at you. It seemed that I couldn't believe that I was able to survive, and my injuries were healed in such a short time!
The people around, including Ding Shi, all looked at this scene stupidly, watching the process that would have taken months or even years to complete, and walked through it in just a few moments. Suspected in a dream.
Ding Shi was still calm, and soon recovered. He knelt on the ground, kowtows to Shi Xuan, squatted, and said loudly, "Thank you, Xianchang, for your help. Hmm." When ji moved, there was only one sentence in his mouth, repeatedly chanting.
The rest of the tribe, including those who had just recovered from their injuries, knelt down with the patriarch Ding Shi, and continued to thank them.
Shi Xuan put away the second yin and yang cylinder. Since his Tiangang prohibition has gradually increased, the transformed Ganlu can not only replenish the original source, but also has an increasingly significant healing effect. Although it has not yet reached the point of regeneration, it must be It's not difficult to do it in the future, and Shi Xuan said, "This is their fate, and it happened to be met by Poor Dao."
But Ding Shi's mind was swiftly turning his thoughts, what would he give him back? This kind of thing can't let the opposing Immortal Chief speak in person, he must take the initiative to raise it.
Lingshi? This immortal long has such healing holy water, how can he lack the spirit stone.
Spirit grass? The spirit grasses in his own clan are all in the Qi-entraining period, and the immortal long must look down upon it! The same is true for the other materials. As for some weird things that I don't even know their usefulness, can they be used for Xian Chang to choose?
Suddenly, Ding Shi's spiritual light flashed, and he said to Shi Xuan: "The great kindness of the immortal long, my clan is unforgettable. There is a token here, which means that the immortal long is the great benefactor of my clan. And the bottom of my earth is falling. The same qi and the branches are all slowly derived from the same branch. The benefactors of my tribe, that is, the benefactors of all other underground tribes, including those who protect the Holy Land." This is a converse, but the meaning is still clear. .
Although there are many places underground for people to live in, they are not big enough. Once a certain tribe reaches a limit, some people will be separated to find another place to live, so these underground survivors all come from the same line.
Shi Xuan was originally just for a good relationship. If his identity is revealed in the empire in the future, he can also hide underground. Unexpectedly, the people of this tribe can still know the rewards, so he nodded and said, "Since it is your heart." That poor Dao reluctantly accept it. "
Seeing Shi Xuan's promise, Ding Shi was very happy. Shi Xuan wanted to make a good relationship. Isn't he? If he can slowly establish a strong relationship with this powerful senior, his tribe may also develop and grow. As for him Not an empire, but it doesn't matter.
He took out a black token from the storage bag, like gold and not gold, like wood and not wood, then he bit his index finger and forced a little effort to drip on it.
As soon as that drop of effort fell on the black token, it melted directly into it. Ding Shi saw the black token and handed it to the other monks around him. Those monks passed it on one by one, everyone biting. Open your fingers and force a little effort to drip on your head. This is true for everyone except those who are a few years old.
Shi Xuan was slightly surprised, and he didn't expect that this token would need such a complicated link to produce.
Perhaps I saw Shi Xuan’s suspicion. When the tribesmen dripped blood on the token, Ding Shi explained:
This Wuan token is a holy land item for every tribe who is looking for another place to live. To give to others, there must be a complicated ceremony. We have simplified a lot."
"So it's difficult to forge or snatch, or even force it to surrender,?" Shi Xuan asked lightly. In this case, the value of this Wuan token is great.
Ding Shi nodded and said yes, after the Wuan token turned around and returned to his hand, he took Shi Xuan to the ancestral tablet, and let Shi Xuan put the Wuan token in front of the ancestor tablet.
The people of the entire tribe knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet again, praising and praying with a melodious song that Shi Xuan had never heard before. As the singing gradually came to an end, the ancestral tablet released a white light and a token of Wuan The blood on the sky and the breath left by Shi Xuan blended together.
Ding Shi took out a small jade card and patted it in front of the ancestor's tablet. Suddenly, the interlaced white light and blood shot up into the sky, passing through the thick rock without its trace.
Holding up this token, Ding Shi respectfully dedicated his hands to Shi Xuan. After Shi Xuan accepted the challenge, he let go of his sense of consciousness, and he could discover that this Wuan token contained some blood spirit spirits, so other tribes People can only judge the truth when they see it, but Shi Xuan is a little bit suspicious of the white light that finally rises up into the sky, so he asks: "Pan Dao is a bit puzzled, why do you want it in the end?"
Ding Shi smiled and said: "Don't dare to hide from the immortal Chang En Gong, this is a message sent to the holy land. Every Wuan token sent out is a major event. You must inform the holy land. Only in this way can the spirit guide in the token be formed. Anyone holding this Wuan token can get help if they fall at the bottom of every ground. Even if they get to the Holy Land, they won’t be able to get in without help."
You can't enter the Holy Land even if you take the U'an Token. This is to prevent some people from deliberately helping the tribe in order to finally enter the Holy Land to make internal responses.
After receiving the Wuan token, Shi Xuan was about to leave, and the formation he had set up would be sent out in a while. If the Linyuan City Cultivation Soldier Group came to meet it, it would be bad. But before leaving, Shi Xuan casually asked a few questions.
"It is recorded on the jade slips of Taoist books written by Pang Dao Kan that the underground survivors are the human races who were degraded by the ghost youhuo in the past. Although they later got rid of the ghosts, they were also incompatible with the empire, isn't it?"
Ding Shi and his people did not expect that Shi Xuan would ask this angry expression on his face. After a while, Ding Shi suppressed his emotions and said: "So that the immortal long knows that this is fabricated by the noble families of the empire! Back then, Xuqing Tianzun was false. After the fall, the world of Xiaoqian disappeared, and the two disciples of Xuqing Tianzun were very dirty in order to fight for power. One of them united with aristocratic family to make trouble. The monks of our line suffered heavy casualties and were forced to retreat into the ground."
Fighting for authority? To be honest, Shi Xuan was a little unbelievable. Eighty to ninety percent of the disciples under Xuqing Tianzun’s school were Yangshen real people. The authority was really optional for them. Most of the competition was something else, but Shi Xuan would not. Asked at this time, and then asked another thing.
"Patriarch Ding, I don't know if there are any monks in Yin's neighbourhood, or the fu people who are about to give birth are missing?"
Ding Shi thought about it for a while before he said, "Except for a few ventilating monks who have been missing for a while, the Fu who is about to give birth has never been missing. Does the immortal long know who did it?"
Shi Xuan shook his head: "I don't know the poor Dao, but it should be Yuan prenatal education. Recently, something similar happened in the empire."
On the surface, he was calm and calm, but Shi Xuan was suspicious. Why did Yuan prenatal education keep the underground survivors better off and stay in place? He had to do it in a dangerous city under the supervision of the great empire. Could it be that the original birth was born and arranged? The formation must be an imperial account.
Or is the physique of the underground survivors inadequate due to the long-term invasion of Yin wind and earth evil? Or is it another purpose?
Shi Xuan couldn't think of a clue, so he put it down, and hit Ding Shi and the others, turning it into a breeze and dissipating in the cave xué.
Watching Shi Xuan dissipate strangely like bubbles, Ding Shi and the people looked at each other. Jiudong couldn't speak. Today's affairs are beyond their expectations. The powerful monks who appeared inexplicably, inexplicably helped, in order to curry favor. , And in order not to be killed by the opponent's dissatisfaction, so he and others sent out the Wuan token.
"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. In any case, the immortal has saved our tribe, and there is nothing wrong with sending the Wuan token." Ding Shixiang explained to the tribe, also like self-comfort.
But the reaction of the people of the tribe was beyond Ding Shiyizhu: some answered "exactly"; some knelt in front of the ancestor's tablet, muttering to themselves that it was the ancestor's manifestation and sent a powerful immortal Long came to help the headquarters; some looked forward to the future development of the tribe and...
A four or five-year-old girl looked at her happy mother and asked, "Mother, mother, don't you have to be hungry anymore?"
Ding Shi and some sober monks knew that the immortal growth was just by the way, maybe they would not come to help their tribe again, they have to say two things, but now is the time when the tribe’s vitality is badly hurt, and it may be more beneficial for everyone to keep hope. .
After Shi Xuan turned into a clear breeze, he soon flew out of the crevices of the abyss. Before that, he had probed the surroundings with his spiritual sense and found no signs of humans.
Eliminating his breath all the way, Shi Xuan spent some time returning to Linyuan City, then bypassing the places where the formations were strictly monitored, and finally returned to his room before the formations he set up.
The purple jade coat of arms slowly dimmed, and his emerald green face was restored. Shi Xuan closed the window and looked at the distance outside the city, counting time silently in his heart.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a green ray of light soared into the sky from the deep abyss. When it reached mid-air, it exploded directly, turning into a little green light and flying in the air. Then, red light, purple light, blue light, etc. came out one after another and exploded. Turned into light spots, the night sky is reflected in a beautiful and dreamy way.
"This smoke formation seems to work well." Shi Xuan said with his chin, this is a formation that simulates smoke formation he invented. ! .