The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

"Da Shang and Da Cang's so-called establishment of a country and resignation to the throne are ultimately a struggle for luck. This is the most important thing."

In the main hall, Qiaoer's purple shirt and the blue silk swayed up, and his expression solemnly said: "As for the Changshengjiao branch hall doing chaos in my clan, we found one to wipe out the other. These are minor diseases. I think we should pay more attention to luck The question of change."

"Come here, bring up the map of the Great Desolation."

At this moment, Xia Qianyuan opened his mouth and ordered, and then an attendant sent a new map of the Great Wilderness, which marked the new situation of the Great Wilderness.

"Look at the situation on this map, the situation on this map is marked by yellow in the north, Da Yin in red, Shang and Cang countries in cyan, and the demon clan in the south in black, and we are in purple.

The strength that can provoke the struggle for luck is these powers on the map."

Xia Qianyuan continued to speak, "Behind the witching mission is suspected to be Houtu Palace, a very mysterious and ancient power.

Behind the Shang and Cang countries is the Longevity Education. Behind us is the Mandate of Heaven.

We don't know who is standing behind the Great Yin King Court, or that the Great Yin King Court has enough strength to counter the coercion from the Quartet.

The Great Wilderness has been very silent for 40,000 years, but the earth-shaking changes have taken place all of a sudden. It would be impossible if no one was behind them.

The purpose of those who provoke all of this behind the scenes is nothing more than harvesting luck. As for why they haven't done it yet, the only possibility is that the luck has not yet reached the extreme, and it has not met the expectations of the harvesters behind it.

Therefore, the most important thing for us right now is to contend with the Destiny."

Speaking of the Mandate of Heaven, everyone in the hall was silent for a while, and the shadow of the tree of man’s name can be left behind for a long time, which is enough to explain its horror.

No one knows how powerful the Destiny is.

Like the longevity leader who died many times but came back alive, he was an immortal cockroach.

The senior leaders of Daxia discussed for a long time and did not come up with a practical solution. The only thing they can do right now is to take a step-by-step rest and restore the luck of the ethnic group.

The Western Regions on the border, Wanshi City.

This is a small city with a population of less than 60,000. Outside the city, there are many fields and terraces. It is built on the basis of large houses outside the city. The golden crow just rises in the morning, and the inside and outside of the city gradually become noisy, and the smoke rises.

Soon someone came out of the house carrying a hoe or pushing a witchcraft rake.

"Look, Zi Qi is here again."

An exclamation aroused everyone's attention. Many people looked up towards the sky, and saw a bright purple gas running across the sky among the eastern sunrise.

Purple Qi comes from the east, there must be magic.

Even the most ordinary people know this.

At the same time, the seals of the City Lord's Mansion, Youyu Mansion, Qianlong Temple, and Witch Hospital in Ten Thousand Stone City trembled and gleamed brightly.

Lin Wangshan, the lord of Ten Thousand Stones City, hurriedly came to the main hall, watching the jade box containing the seal of the lord on the main case, surrounded by purple light, making a deep hum.

The officials stationed outside the main hall were a little surprised at this, but they were not surprised.

The purple qi came to the east, and the seals catered to it. This kind of thing has happened more than once. One day since five years ago, the purple qi suddenly turned into the sky, and this vision appeared immediately following the city of Wanshi.

In the past five years, there have been rumors that the Great Tianjiao will appear in Wanshicheng, but it is a pity that the visions have manifested again and again, and there have been a lot of little geniuses, but they are far from the real Great Tianjiao.

For this reason, the upper-class city was also alerted to send people to investigate, but unfortunately, nothing was found after going back and forth. In the end, I had to stop and wait for the final result.

Hum!

At this moment, Lin Wangshan saw the seal on the table and slammed open the jade box, bursting out a bright purple light, rushing through the dome of the main hall, straight into the sky.

At the same time, in Wanshi City, all the seals that represented the palace of the Daxia clan's palace shone with purple light, turning into purple light pillars and rushing into the sky.

Inside and outside of Wanshi City, everyone saw the purple light beams rushing into the sky in several directions in the city, and the purple gas floating from the east turned into a luxurious canopy floating in the air.

Xiang Rui.

This is auspicious.

There are old figures, stroking their beards, and trembling bodies, whispering hoarsely.

In the city lord's mansion, Lin Wangshan ignored other warriors who had come from the mansion and rushed towards the side hall. There is a communication witch formation in the side hall, which can directly communicate with the West Lake Daozhen where Wanshi City is located.

...

In a very inconspicuous stone hall under Tianlu Mountain in Phoenix City, Qiao'er hurriedly walked into the stone hall from outside.

The stone hall is very small, and it is easily overlooked by the huge spiritual woods surrounding Tianlu Mountain.

The stone hall looked very dark, there were no windows, and there were still beast fire lamps lit in the hall. Qiao'er entered the hall. In the center of the hall was a stone platform on which an old figure sat cross-legged.

The blood and flesh of the old figure still have a spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy is dissipating at this moment, this is the body left over after the reincarnation of the old god.

The reincarnation of a warrior is a very cumbersome matter. For a large clan with conditions, when the elder of the clan reincarnates, it is necessary to ensure that the body of the reincarnated person is as good as possible.

Unless it is a last resort, people who have been severely injured and have to be reincarnated under a crisis, if the leftover body is acquired by the opponent, it is easy to bury the crisis.

The spirit of the old Shenhou's body began to dissipate, which meant that the new life after his reincarnation had returned. In Qiao'er's eyes, the old Shenhou's body was floating with a thin line of illusion.

The line of fate of human beings exists when they are born. Everyone’s line of fate is unique. Even after reincarnation, the new life needs to be born in death.

At this moment, the old Shenhou's body was withering, and the fate line was drifting toward the void, scattered into countless more subtle lines, as if volatilized, and disappeared into the twisted void.

This is not to say that the reincarnation of a warrior is completely over once the body is lost. The fate is mysterious, unless someone deliberately starts it, otherwise, even if the body is destroyed during the reincarnation, the line of fate will still stay in the world for some time, waiting for the reincarnation to return. Fusion.

Of course, for the reincarnated warrior, this kind of stay will also have variables, it is better to protect the body in the clan, so that some variables are cut off from the root.

In a short time of familiarity, the old god's physical body and spiritual energy dissipated, and then an illusory flame ignited on the physical body, burning the flesh and blood clean without leaving a trace of dust.

Seeing this scene, Qiaoer calmed down slightly, burning clean represents the trajectory of the previous life is obliterated, and new vitality is germinated again. If there is ashes after burning, it means that there is a problem with reincarnation.

Hum!

After that, Qiao'er punched the seal with both hands, and the jade fingers outlined a rune, which turned into a purple Luan bird, crowing towards the place where the line of fate disappeared from the old god.

Then, the witch print on her eyebrows overflowed with a faint purple light. After a few breaths, Qiao'er opened her eyes again.

"Western Regions."

Soon, her figure disappeared in the stone hall and came to the main hall of the Ministry of Rites.

"Recently, what visions have appeared in the Western Territory of the clan territory."

The Zuoqiu-kun of the Ministry of Ritual Jijiu was worn by Qiao'er with one hand, and the sacrificial piece was built by Qiao'er with one hand. The order is naturally unimpeded here.

Soon after looking up the records, Zuo Qiuzhen came to Qiao'er and said: "There was a statue of the Purple Qi Donglai from the West Lake Road Wanshicheng five years ago.

One day ago, Wanshicheng once again passed the news to the Xihu Daozhen Jiangfu. Purple gas came to the east for 30,000 miles, and the entire West Lake Dao was enveloped by purple gas. In the Dao area, the big and small cities and pools, the seals of our clan were all inspired, and the purple gas broke out. Qi Shenzhu rushed into the sky.

West Lake Road has reported the matter to the clan court, and the clan court dispatched personnel to investigate."

Listening to Zuo Qiucun's description, Qiao'er's eyes flashed brightly.

Yes, the old god Hou is back.

Ziqi came 30,000 miles to the east, and the luck was so magnificent, and only those who saved countless ethnic groups could show such a vision.

"Okay, you are busy with you."

Soon, the teleportation array in Phoenix lights up, and two figures disappeared in the city.

Wanshicheng.

For the people living in Ten Thousand Stone City for three days, it was almost like a dream, and the purple air floating in the sky did not dissipate for three days and three nights.

Not only that, these purple qi is still slowly falling down, turning into a little rain. Some people in the city who are getting older, suffering from illnesses that have been cured for a long time, and are pregnant, will feel the whole body after the rain falls on them. Warm.

Some witch cultivators also feel that their spirit and vitality are much fuller.

Many people exclaimed that this is a miracle from heaven and grace to the earth.

In an ordinary stone courtyard in the southeast corner of the city, a young warrior in the house was sweating profusely, his brows furrowed, and sometimes became stubborn, sometimes relaxed, his expression constantly changing.

He was lying on the stone bed, and seemed to be having nightmares in his deep sleep.

Strands of purple light linger in the body, the purple light is composed of countless small purple light spots, and each of these little light spots has a visible figure.

These figures are male and female, old and young, warriors, women and children, forming a purple halo as if they were indented into the microscopic world, surrounding the youth.

In the dimness, he seemed to be caught in a weird scene.

He dreamed that he walked into an extremely deep passage, walked and walked, after walking, I don't know how long he crossed an unrememberable bridge, and then he fell into a muddy yellow river.

There were a lot of terrifying evil beasts in the river, with bones, evil spirits, and evil spirits. He saw people like him who were trapped in the river, and he was dismembered by the evil spirits and evil spirits in the river.

Fortunately, he was okay. There was a wooden board under his feet that I didn't know where it came from. The wooden board was only two feet, just right for shelter.

"Everyone, work hard, push hard."

"Old God, we will help you cross the river."

"We push you over."

In the dimness, there were waves in the turbid river water, and countless ghosts and spirits rushed towards him, but the two-foot plank under his feet was pushed forward by a group of dimly visible people.

These hazy figures called him something strange, but some familiar words.

"Let's stop the evil spirits."

"Have you guys worked hard?"

In the chaos, an old figure rushed towards the evil spirits who were coming behind, fighting with the evil spirits in the water until they were eaten by the evil spirits.

This kind of sight didn't frighten the phantom pushing the wooden plank. They went forward and succeeded, struggling to block the evil spirit who was throwing at him with their bodies, and smiled when they were torn apart by the evil spirit.

Yes, he can't read it wrong, even though his face is dim, he can still see the people grinning clearly.

"No, go, go, leave me alone."

The young man waved his hand on the wooden board and wanted to rush down, but his legs were hugged tightly by a few small dolls, making it impossible to walk off the wooden board.

"The old god Hou begs me and waits for me, I'm waiting for you to ferry you out of the yellow spring and bitter sea."

"Hurry up, the front is about to end, let's hurry up."

The wooden planks swayed the muddy water and shuttled forward. At the end of the muddy spring water, there was a white light curtain twisted like a whirlpool, overflowing with pale light.

"Shen Hou Shen Hou, my name is wow, wow~"

When he was about to rush out of the yellow spring water, a doll holding his youth's legs raised his head and stretched out a hand, and said sweetly: "This was touched under the yellow spring, and it was given to Shenhou."

At the same time, the plank smashed into the pale light curtain, and he only felt dizzy, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.

"Do not!"

Phoo~

In the stone room, the young man woke up abruptly, panting heavily, sweating on his body.

"Shenhou~"

"Who is Shenhou?"

"Am I a god?"

"Where am I, Tianhou Mountain, it's not that I am Ten Thousand Stone City..."

After a long time, the scattered light in the youth's eyes gradually converged and became energetic again.

"I am the god of Tianhou Mountain."

Unfolding his palm, a dark yellow bead appeared in his hand, and he was stunned.

"Shen Hou Shen Hou, my name is wow, wow~."

"This was found under Huangquan, and it was given to Shenhou."

"Huangquan Road."

Looking at the beads in his hand blankly, there was a strange breath and a hint of coolness.

youth……

No, it should be the old god, muttered.

"Reincarnation is back."

...

Outside the courtyard.

Qiaoer stood still, and behind her was the imperial physician Ling Muqiao, waiting quietly.

Click~

Finally the door opened, and a young man dressed in coarse linen came out, his face faintly old and old.

"Qiaoer congratulates God on the return."

Seeing the voice coming out, Qiao'er gave a salute and said with a smile.

"The dust returns to the dust to the earth, the previous life is like dust. All the blessings of this return have been exhausted. The title of Shenhou is not appropriate. I will change my name to Tianqingmu in the future."

The old god who has just returned from the reincarnation, his eyes are full of complexity, and it seems that he has not yet fully adapted.

"Okay, let Medical Ling Mu give you an old checkup. Let's prepare for the Hui Clan Court to restore your strength. I believe it will not take 30 to 50 years for you to restore your strength in your previous life."

"it is good."

Shenhou nodded and asked Mu Qiao to come up and examine himself, saying that the examination was nothing more than to see if this body had suffered some dark injuries when he had not awakened in these years.

As the first real reincarnation and return of the Daxia clan, the meaning of the return of the god is very different. He is the first person, and the same reincarnation and return will also be the very precious heritage of the Daxia clan.