Chapter 87: Fairy

"The ancestors, please, please."
Luo Feng bowed his body and made a "please" gesture, leading Han Li to walk behind the broken statue. The surrounding people saw it and they made a passage.
The two of them just walked out, and the other tribes in the square shouted in unison:
"Give me the ancestors!"
The sound was loud and abnormal, and it was uniform and repeated several times, until the two figures of Han Li gradually disappeared into the back of the mountain and stopped.
Throughout the process, Han Li did not look back, and his pace was not delayed.
Along the winding path of a stone slab in the forest, the two came to a quaint cliff-top hall.
This temple is only ten feet high. Compared with the ordinary palace, it is not tall and the wall is dark. It seems to be built on the island's reef, which is covered with the mottled traces left by the erosion of the years. The paint on the door and window posts is still very bright, and it is obvious that the paint will be washed regularly.
The small square in front of the temple and the stone steps under the gallery were cleaned, and almost no leaves fell.
Han Li looked up at the top of the temple door and saw that there was a black plaque hanging there, and three ancient characters "Zu Shen Ge" were written in gold paint.
Luo Feng hurried forward and went forward with a respectful worship. Then he slammed the door open and let him go through the cabinet.
Entering the hall, Han Li saw a black stone statue that was as tall as a real person. When he looked at his face, he did have a similarity with himself.
"Since there are only you and me, I will just say it. I am not an ancestor in your mouth. It is only an accident to appear here today." Han Liluo took back his eyes and turned to look at the refined man behind him. Said to the door.
Luo Feng heard the words, his face flashed a trace of horror, and quickly fell to the ground and said:
"The ancestors, today, if you are not coming, our Wumen Island will not escape the bad luck of the family, you must not abandon us! We have been sincerely dedicated to the whole family for thousands of years, and hope you continue to shelter us!"
"If today's people don't hit themselves, I won't shoot them. You don't have to be grateful for this. You are a patriarch, I am not your ancestor, you know it yourself, don't think about me to stop you. Disaster." Han Li said coldly.
Luo Feng's body trembled, first revealing a bit of fear, and then some helpless smile:
"Predecessors, in fact, no matter who you are, it doesn't matter, as long as you promise to continue to be left as an ancestor and help us through this crisis, we will take the power of the family and fully devote all the cultivation resources you need."
"You first talk about the ancestors in your mouth, who is it?" Han Li looked a little change, did not immediately interface, but suddenly asked about the ancestors.
"The ancestors we enshrine are actually an ancestor who cultivated into a fairy hundreds of thousands of years ago. They have been blessing their own people for generations, and they are the foundation of their own family here." Luo Feng heard a slight glimpse But still explain carefully.
"That is to say, the aliens who invaded you today also have their ancestors who worshiped them. The white light that covers their body is related to the protection provided by their ancestors?" Han Li listened to the other party's words, after a moment of thinking, Asked.
"Yes, but the cold ancestors of the cold crystal family are just a land fairy who just built a boulevard more than 100,000 years ago. The strength is only the last of many ancestors I know, and even lost to us at the beginning. Wu Mengdao ancestors," Luo Feng hate said.
"What is the land fairy?" Han Li brows a pick.
"You don't know the immortals... Can you say that you just flew up from the lower bound?" This time, it was a bit of a surprise to turn to Luo.
Han Li did not answer, but he looked calmly at each other.
Luo Feng’s interest did not say anything more. Instead, he explained:
The so-called immortals are the immortals who cultivated by one side of the refuge and the conviction of the believers. In general, the larger the refuge area, the faith is worshipped. The more people there are, the faster the cultivation will be, and the stronger the magical power will be."
"Talk to me about the situation of this cold crystal family." Han Li nodded thoughtfully, and asked the front turn.
Although he has a lot of interest in the ancestral gods, he does not intend to ask questions at the moment.
"Qi's predecessors, like the natives, are a small ethnic group in the edge of this black sea. The island where they are located is close to our Wumen Island. For the sake of resources and other issues, it has always been There are quite a few contradictions in this family. In the heyday of his family, he naturally did not dare to make a second. Now, when he sees his ancestors, he never sleeps, but he has a heart." Luo Feng respectfully said back.
Han Li listened, this time there was no rush to open again, but fell into meditation.
Luo Feng sees this, naturally dare not say anything, just hang on the side
"What is the distance between the black wind in your mouth and the North Hanxian?" After half a mile, Han Licai asked again.
"This... According to the younger generation, the Black Wind Sea belongs to the Northern Han Dynasty, but it is only a projectile in a remote area. Yes, this is a partial map of the Black Wind, for the reference of the seniors." After a little hesitation, the wind took out a white ball of walnut size and handed it to Han Li.
Han Li reached out and took the ball, his eyes closed slightly, and when he knew it, he put it into the ball.
After a while, his eyes slowly opened, and some complex colors flashed in his eyes. After a long time, he said:
"I want to shelter you from Wumen Island, but there are some words to say."
"Predecessors said nothing." Luo Feng heard a happy heart, said busy.
"Before you said yes, I did arrive in Xianjie today, and I have not been quoted by Feixiantai. If you are concerned about this, I will not be accountable, so I have nothing to do." There is no concealed frankness.
"Don't dare! The seniors can tell the truth, and they are already grateful." Luo Feng said again and again.
"In this case, in order to stabilize the hearts of all the people, you will call me the ancestors in the future. But in private, you can call me Liu Liu's predecessors. If the Hanjing people dare to commit again, I will also take the shot. Don't forget what you promised under the time. "Han Li heard the words, indifferent.
Luo Feng’s words suddenly became overjoyed, and he said in his mouth: "That is nature, it is nature..."
"Well, give me a quiet place to live, I need to retreat." Han nodded and said.
"Liu seniors, please come with me."
Luo Feng said that he immediately took Han Li through the inner courtyard of the ancestral hall and walked toward the backyard.
Out of the backyard, the two passed through a bamboo forest filled with purple mist, and they came to a small courtyard with a white wall and black tiles.
"This courtyard is the place where I used to retreat when I was in the bottleneck period. There will be no other people to come to disturb, and you can live comfortably here." Luo Feng said.
Han Li looked at the front yard and nodded. He first walked into the courtyard.
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About a little half a day later.
It is a dark blue sea area tens of thousands of miles away from Wumen Island, a white island hundreds of feet high.
Its area is similar to that of Wumen Island. The island is very long and narrow. It looks like a slender willow. The island is sparsely populated and there are bare gray rocks on the surface, reflecting the sun's rays.
On the island, the white domes are scattered along the island's mountains. The more you go to the top of the mountain, the less the number of buildings and the sparsely distributed.
Waiting for the highest point on the island, there is almost no building distribution, only a hundred-foot-long fusiform plaza built along the ridge.
On the ground floor of the square, there are engraved circular or circular lines everywhere, which are connected to each other to form a very delicate and dense pattern.
At the center of the squad, there is a gray-white statue about ten feet high. It is burly and wearing a beautifully carved armor. The face is covered with a hollow armor. Two curved fangs are from The sides of the visor stretched out, and a long curly hair was draped behind him.
At this moment, there was a circle of blue crystal people around the statue who fell to the ground, all of them with their heads lowered, their hands crossed and shoulders, and the mouth was silent, performing some kind of ritual.
A moment later, under the gray face of the statue, suddenly two groups of blue light lit up, and then, there was a voice of "嗡嗡" from it:
"How is the matter going... oh, why not see it?"
A blue-green elder with a bloated body, stepping forward with a grief-stricken color, said: "The ancestors of the ancestors, before..."
After a long while, he lifted his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "The generalization of the matter is like this. The Tukha chief and several elders have already died. You are the master of the gods, you must be the master of us."
After a moment of silence, among the gray statues, the voice of "嗡嗡" was heard again:
"You said that Lomon is coming... It is impossible! If he has really recovered from the serious injury of 10,000 years ago, with his temperament, he will never let you escape and come back. Moreover, according to your description, The man has not even released the guardian power."
"The ancestors and adults, if so, do we need to reorganize our strength and then attack Umon Island?" The blue crystal elder asked carefully.
"No, the man is not a Lomon, but he can easily kill a few people in Tuha. Naturally, he is not a leisurely person. If you go to attack, you are not looking for a dead end. Let's go back first, the next thing, I will There are arrangements." The blue light flashed on the statue, and the voice of "嗡嗡" came again.
"Follow the orders." The bloated blue crystal elders immediately respectfully bowed and took a group of people back.
After he walked away, there was a sudden sound on the statue, which seemed to be low-lying and plain:
"Oh... 鹄 bone, 扈 、, Lu Kun, since you are also eyeing the fat meat of Wumen Island, you want to share a piece of cake, then naturally it will take a bit of effort. However, that thing can only I am owned by one person. After all, if my next step of success is successful, it can be all over this object..."
As the sound faded away in the air, the two blue light clusters on the statue gradually disappeared.