Chapter 4006: Is it stupid?

4006-Sorcerer
"You are not from the Shenlong clan, you are not from Ye Wuxie, you are from Longxie?" Ye Fan asked.
"My name is Bynes, I am the Dragon Blood Tree tribe, the current high priest..."
Ye Fan suddenly heard that Kulatu said along the way that the highest leader of the major tribes was the high priest.
Because the high priest is responsible for communicating with the main god, even if the strength is not the strongest, but the status is the most lofty.
"I'm looking for Ye Wuxie," Ye Fan said straightforwardly.
"Know, don't worry, I won't stop you."
Bynes had a kind smile on his face and looked at Ye Fan, as if he still had a touch of elder love.
"It's so good...I grew up so well..."
Ye Fan listened a little inexplicably, "Priest Bynes, are you talking about me? Have we met?"
"Hehe...something, you will know sooner or later."
Bynes pointed his finger at the back of the idol and said, "Go ahead, go through the Dragon Blood Labyrinth, and you can find the people you want to see. I won't show you the way. You should be able to find them yourself."
After saying that, without waiting for Ye Fan to ask more, Bynes had already left the temple first.
In the distant stand, Singer and several elders were not surprised to see the high priest come out.
"As expected of the high priest, you can tell at a glance that this kid is looking for death."
"The high priest is the most experienced elder in the tribe. We can see that, can he not?"
"Don't worry about that kid, great elder, look at my earrings, are they suitable for this dress?..."
Ye Fan didn't know that the Aslan elders outside had already regarded him as a dead person.
He only felt that this group of people was really sick. He wanted to enter their holy ground and kill their guard leader, but there was no way to stop it?
Although I know that Aslan people don't like battles, it's too outrageous!
The Dragon Blood Labyrinth is a bit interesting, it turned out to be the various meridian channels in the Dragon Blood Tree.
A wave of chaotic power converges from these pipes and is transported to each leaf.
If it wasn't for the golden race, or the cultivator to the true level, it would be impossible to move here.
Ye Fan passed through the blood-red intricate pipelines and gradually discovered that the maze in the sacred tree was actually a huge tree-in-the-tree world.
Some of these areas are regarded as tribal historical exhibition halls.
Historical materials of various dragon blood tree tribes, information about the high priests, elders, and heroes of the past dynasties.
Most of them are the beauties and handsome men who have appeared in the past dynasties. Their dresses and dresses are also recorded in the form of statues and pictures.
When he saw more modern times, Ye Fan couldn't help being stunned.
"Singh-Stad, first in the Aesthetic Ceremony?"
Ye Fan saw that Singh was standing proudly on the podium in a skirt-like costume.
Although I have to admit that this man is beautiful, Ye Fan still feels a little uncomfortable.
Finally, after a difficult journey, Ye Fan found that a bright exit appeared above.
He sprinted and came directly to a large open-air platform.
At this moment, Ye Fan's whole person is not good!
It was because he realized that he didn't actually need to go through the Dragon Blood Labyrinth and fly directly from the outside to reach this place! !
This Bynes was just for letting him appreciate the maze of "tribal beauty pageant history"! !
Not long after, a man and a woman, two figures, fell from the sky!
Ye Fan had long noticed that the two were approaching, but he didn't respond, but stopped blankly!
Both of them were blonde, the long-haired man fell on the floor and folded his hands together.
"Amitabha, the benefactor of the sword god, don't come here unharmed."
The female shook her head with short hair and said, "Yes, I'm not dead. Did you find all of them here?"
Although Ye Fan was mentally prepared, he still needs to slow down...
He took a deep breath and ignored the two people in front of him.
Turning his head silently, Ye Fan looked at a corner of the platform.
There, someone set up an earthen stove and was burning and cooking...
Ye Fan blinked vigorously. If you read it right, someone on the mid-air platform of the Dragon's Blood Tree was using the wood of the Dragon's Blood Tree as firewood, burning a pot of sheep and scorpions...
"Master, what do these few materials replace? The old slave is clumsy and can't recognize it."
"Oh, aren't the cloves, fennel seeds, and tangerine peel gone? They are collected locally and picked from the forest..."
"Master is really knowledgeable. This is the first time the old slave has seen these materials."
"It won't die anyway, it doesn't matter if it is poisonous, it just tastes right."
As always, blue cloth and black cloth shoes.
The other is familiar with a gray coat and grey hair.
Ye Fan didn't know how many times it was, but he was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry by the master and servant.
Ye Fan was a little tired, he was exhausted, he walked directly to the dining table and sat down.
"Sword God, you are not curious, what's the matter?"
The woman came over with a joking expression on her face.
Ye Fan said, "There is nothing to love", "Anyway, no matter what, I must wait for the meal to start."
A Qun turned around and smiled, and said with satisfaction, "Master, Master Ye Fan is really grown up and sensible."
Ye Wuya scooped up a little lamb and scorpion soup, and tasted it, "Tsk...Isn't it, it's the one I've seen before."
Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention to the master and servant, but instead looked at the long-haired man on the side.
"Master Jialan, when did you have long hair?"
Jialan smiled, copied her hand, and plucked her hair off...
"Wig, just follow the customs in the countryside," Jia Lan smiled: "The sword calls me Baal, and Jia Lan's name is no longer needed."
Ye Fan smiled stiffly, then looked at the demon head aside: "Belfinger, do you also wear a wig?"
"Do you need this king's hair? He dyed his blond hair straight away", Belfinger smugly stroked his flowing short hair.
Ye Fan curled his lips, "When will you two become true gods? Three dragons and four evils, will there be you?"
With the old methods of food-eaters, coupled with the foundations of these two old demons, it is not difficult to become true gods, and it is easy to reach the gold level in strength.
"Coincidentally, this king is exactly the'Sky Jade'", Belfinger said proudly.
"I'm'Heaven's Right', Sword God laughs," Barr laughed.
Ye Fan felt a pain in his head and stroked his forehead, "I knew..."
At this time, Ye Qun carried a big pot of sheep and scorpions and put it on the charcoal stove.
"Master, it was hard to save Fifth too much. It's a coincidence today. Let's start eating while it's hot," Ye Qun said with a smile.
Ye Fan didn't want to eat, and asked Ye Wuya who came by, "Old foodie, Ye Wuxie is really you?"
As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuya and the others present were stunned for a while.
"Are you stupid? How could the foster father be Ye Wuxie?" Belfinger couldn't help laughing.
"Heh... isn't he just a silly boy" Ye Wuya shook his head, and threw the cooking apron aside.
Ye Fan heard it inexplicably, "Where is Ye Wuxie? It's not... Ye Qun, right?"