Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Since both of his major organs said so, Lingyun could not see the situation of the seedlings inside the giant trunk. He knew that his impatience was useless, so he had to wait patiently.

However, at least one thing he can be sure of is that as long as the thunder keeps ringing, Miao Xiao Miao is still alive and alive.

But Ling Yun would never stand here and wait. At this moment, he added several doubts to his heart. Ask him in a single breath.

“Gentlemen, why did you say that the ancient Jiuli bloodline in the seedling seedlings woke up in order to bring this ancient woody spirit to life? ”

“That's because the ancient wood spirits themselves are too powerful," said the Emperor's Book Spirit. “If the little girl's Jiuli blood didn't wake up, even if she was gifted, the body of the wood spirits was pure, she couldn't bear the immense spiritual power of the ancient wood spirits. Naturally, even if the ancient wood spirits chose her, it would be useless. ”

“Well, that's the truth. ”

Ling Yun nodded and asked: “Then why is this idol of Yu so wild that it can revive the seedlings and the blood of these seedlings here in Jiuli? ”

This is the biggest doubt in Ling Yun's mind, he wanted to ask in the morning, because this barbaric atmosphere is so overbearing!

Heard here, the Emperor's book and the Emperor's pen simultaneously turned their heads to Ling Yun, and they were all surprised.

Ling Yun naturally saw what their eyes meant and was stunned: “What, shouldn't I ask? ”

The Emperor's Book Spirit, Mr. Shomoto shook his head: "No, we thought you knew the answer to that question long ago. ”

Ling Yun smiled bitterly: “You're looking at me too high. How should I know? ”

Frown wrinkles when Fengtong is hidden: "Totem, the power of totem, you know? ”

“Er...”

Ling Yun is the kind of person who can penetrate a little. When Tibetan Feng talks about totem, he instantly understands.

“What you're saying is that this hint of wildness is actually the totem power of the Upper Ninth Tribe? Is this the power of totem that violently changed the 100,000 mountains, awakening the ancient bloodlines in these seedlings at a little bit? ”

“Yeah! ”

Tibetan Feng nodded at the same time as Shouxin.

"Though more than 5,000 years have passed, the totem branding of the Jiulu tribe contained in the blood of these Miao people is already very weak, and after entering the last era, mankind has completely said goodbye to the rugged age of blood drinking, further curbing the power of these ancient times, and of course various other reasons, so that the Jiulu descendants will almost break their inheritance and completely fall. ”

“But even so, these Miao people here still remember their ancestral traditions, and the generations have persisted in the 100,000 mountains and have always refused to marry other peoples, so that the totem branding in their veins can be preserved. ”

“They worship their ancestors and sacrifice with ancient methods. Although these things are only rituals in the eyes of the vast majority of Hmong people, and the true significance is no longer significant, in the eyes of very few, such as the Hmong Phoenix, they are completely different things. ”

“The fire of the totem is not extinguished, it is called firework. ”

“So, the last time you came to Miaojiang, you accidentally used the blood sculpting knife to make the magic phantom. After he condensed the phantom, the first thing you did was release the power of totem! ”

“People can change the environment, and the environment can naturally change people. This power of totem, the most important role, is to awaken the totem branding in these seedlings of the Jiulu tribe, to light their totem fire, so that they gradually possess the power of the ancient ancestors, and then through the resurrection of these blood veins to constantly worship worship, so that the demon can accelerate the speed of resurrection in particular, until he gathers the true Yuan Ling, breaks the seal, in that case..."

The old man Shomoto did not continue to speak down, but Lingyun had already understood.

If that were the case, even if Jiayou were not truly resurrected, it would not be much different from the resurrection.

“So that's it. ”

Ling Yun thought of the lightning bolt and asked, “But even so, it must take a long time for a demon so powerful to congeal up a true Yuan Ling? ”

“You're right. ”

Old Tibetan Feng nodded and said: “But precisely because he was so powerful, he didn't need to congeal up the true Yuan Ling. With a little Yuan Ling, he could do a lot of things... For example, now, just that little fiction, he succeeded in waking up the ancient bloodlines of these Miao people. So what if he's stronger? ”

"Just think about it, what would you do if you were him? ”

Lingyun: “…”

If it is Lingyun, the first thing will naturally be to summon his old parts as soon as possible, to awaken the demonic spirits of his men, to quickly grow themselves and protect themselves until they are completely resurrected!

“But I listened to the seniors. The resurrection seems inevitable. Can't anyone stop it? ”

The Emperor's pen is spiritual, and the old Tibetan Feng is silent, which is kind of the default.

"All I can say is that according to the reasoning of the Three Kings, Jason will certainly be resurrected, but it will not be now, let alone on Earth. ”

Lingyun whispered: “Where would that be? ”

“That's the only question you can ask yourself. ”

Tibetan Feng answered the question and said: "No one knows the answer to this question except you, the man whose destiny is to be robbed. ”

“Well, that question just now, just pretend I didn't ask. ”

As soon as Ling Yun came to ask, he finally fell on his head. He could only give up, but he turned his head. “But since so many people followed him, especially in the ancient times, it means that he must have his own strengths. Why should we stop him from being resurrected? ”

After Ling Yun threw this question, the two major organs and spirits were silent for a long time at the same time, and obviously they couldn't come up with the answer to the question at once.

Boom, boom...

Knock!

Thunder struck above the mountain ahead, and a green lightning bolt on the peak-sized crown continued to fall into the trunk.

Lingyun double-fisted, while communicating with the two major organs, he also kept an eye on the situation of Miao Xiaoming Ferry. He noticed that the huge trunk was shrinking, and Miao Xiaoming Ferry clearly reached the most critical moment.

At this point, listening only to the Emperor's Book Spirit said slowly: "We can't really give you an answer to the question you asked. ”

“However, the great demon god is the ancient first god of war. Every war he wages will cause the mountain river to crumble, the river to break off, and the stars and moon will not shine...”

“And the inheritance he left behind was nothing more than a blood scavenger and a demon warrior. ”

“If you want to be strong, if you want to fight, naturally getting these two inheritances will be more useful than our pen, a book, but if you don't want to see the spirits charred and civilizations destroyed, the world will return to the days of barbarism...”

“Stop!”

Ling Yun laughed, shouting and stopping the Emperor's Book from going down.

The Emperor left a pen, the Emperor left a book, and the Shennong Ding of Alchemy and Alchemy.

They inherited civilization.

In particular, it inherits the knife and armor of war, and it inherits war and killing.

Everything is self-evident as to what to choose.

“I'm going to be strong enough first, and then I'm going to do everything in my power to stop those bad things from happening. ”

Lingyun looked firmly and frankly said his choice.

The Emperor's pen and the Emperor's book revealed a reassuring smile after listening to the two great instruments.

After understanding this, Ling Yun doesn't really need to ask anything else. He just needs to make himself stronger.

Time passes minute by second.

After the sound of four waves of thunder, the sound of thunder completely stopped and never rang again.

The giant wooden spirit, the crown is a third smaller than it was, and the quantified leaves of the tree that robbed the clouds of energy have completely disappeared.

This means that Miao Xiaomiao has been robbed, but whether she is alive or dead, Ling Yun knows nothing.

Ling Yun waited a long time and finally couldn't help but ask: "Can you two seniors see the situation inside the trunk? ”

The two major organic spirits shook their heads at the same time: “The power of the ancient wooden spirits is not weaker than we are today, so we can't see through them either. ”

Ling Yun stared, but he could only do it.

He waited more than half an hour.

Suddenly!

The giant trees on the mountain peak ahead suddenly shrunk rapidly, eventually turning into a little green light, suddenly disappearing!

At high altitude, the seedlings appeared and the wind was excellent!

“Successful ferry! ”

Ling Yun finally took a long breath and said with a smile.