The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

The crowd in the square looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

The deep-rooted worship and reverence for the Nine Li God was slowly receding at this moment.

In particular, when these normally arrogant and awe-inspiring black-robed people were fed the [Xanthium], they rolled on the ground one by one, scratching their bodies.

They also begged for mercy on their knees towards the girls without any dignity.

The awe of the gods was gradually replaced by disgust and contempt.

Mu Yan gently plucked the strings of the violin.

The melodious music of the violin spread throughout the square, and the originally noisy crowd immediately quieted down.

Her voice was like golden jade, crisp and pleasant to the ear.

It was neither light nor heavy, yet it could be heard by everyone.

"Do you know that the Nine Li Tribe is divided into two parts, the Upper Good Region and the Lower Good Region?"

The people in the square all nodded their heads repeatedly.

"Then do you know why the Upper Good District is full of immortals and the Lower Good District is full of mortals?"

Everyone had a dazed expression.

Someone had the audacity to say, "Because we don't have spiritual roots, we can't cultivate."

The word spirit root was still something this person had overheard someone say.

Mu Yan sneered, "How many people are there in the lower mass area of the Nine Li Tribe, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands? Even if ten hundred people don't have spiritual roots, do tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people not have them? Even if there are no spiritual roots in this generation, are there none in the next and next generation?"

"You, you, and you, all of you, come up here."

Muyan randomly pointed to a few people.

There were young and old, male and female among these people.

Everyone walked up to Mu Yan apprehensively, not knowing what they were about to face.

Mu Yan asked Miao An to give each of them a pill.

"Eat it, then listen to the sound of my qin and feel the surge of spiritual energy at your dantian with your heart."

When a few people swallowed the pills with the intention of seeing death as death, Mu Yan sat down on his knees and plucked the strings of the zither.

As the curl of the zither sounded, three of the four people who were called up actually revealed a few painful looks.

They were busy following Mu Yan's instructions to sit down and meditate.

The other one was a little slower, but after one tea, he also followed with a fine sweat on his forehead.

The look on his face was both shocked and happy, and he was busy sitting down on his knees as well.

It was a long time, but the square was silent.

Some people looked dazed.

Yet there were others who realized something and stared unblinkingly at the high platform.

About half an hour later, the young man who was the first to sit down bounced up violently from the ground.

But this bounce was extraordinary, his body actually sprang up several meters high.

When he landed, he struck down with his bare hands towards a stone on the side.

A stone the size of half a man's hug shattered in response to the sound.

Wow-!

The square exploded all at once.

"What's going on here?"

"Isn't that Uncle Lee's son? How can he jump so high? How did the strength become so great?"

However, the shock was far from over.

The next four people got up and displayed strength that was more shocking one by one.

One of them, a young girl, even condensed a fireball with her bare hands.

"Goddess, did you grant my people power?!"

Miao An's eyes grew wilder and wilder as she fell to her knees in front of Mu Yan's face and trembled, "You really are the messenger of the Sun God! Long live the Sun God!!!"

The people in the square all knelt down and chanted in unison, "Long live the Sun God!!!"

This time, everyone's voices were filled with fervent adoration.

And unlike Fang who was just confused from the crowd.