Chapter 576: The Mysterious Spirit Race

At the junction of the Borderlands Central Region, the Northern Region, and the Northwest Region, the ancient land of mountains and rivers is filled with a strong aura of wildness, even if the figure is standing tall in the sky, this strong aura can still be clearly felt.

"It's so strong and wild, it's not much better than the wild and ancient land."

Xia Tuo looked down at the vast land of mountains and rivers below, and said.

"This is a wild land that has been reclaimed, and there are very few areas that still retain the wild scenery."

Xun Fenghou then said aloud that when it comes to this wild land, he has some understanding.

"Our barren land is the latest place where the inheritance of human civilization appeared in the wild nine regions. It was developed a long time later, and naturally compared with other regions, it has left traces from the ancient Yankang era.

It is rumored that in the Yankang era, the aura of heaven and earth in the barren land was a hundred times stronger than it is now, and the cultivation of living beings is much easier than now.

It is rumored that a large formation reaching the sky was once set up here to lock the barbaric spirit from leaking out, so that this land can retain a trace of barbaric ancient charm. "

Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded slightly. If it weren't for the miasma in the wild ancient land in the west, it would indeed be a sacred place for practice. Unfortunately, it can only be used to cultivate elixir at the moment, and it is not suitable for large-scale immigration.

"Let's go, let's go to Ivy Ancient City first."

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On the ancient land of mountains and rivers, among the mountains and ravines, there are undulating giant trees like mountains, and countless giant trees have grown for tens of thousands of years.

Many thick giant trees have withered long ago, and the twisted roots of the trees are rooted in the mountains like earth dragons, and the new trees grow out of the withered roots, standing towering.

Among the countless giant trees, green vines meander and twist. Some vines are as thick as mountains, and the surface is covered with ancient folds like old dragons.

Walking on this land, you can clearly feel the vitality from the trees and vines, as if they have breath, the branches and leaves shake, and the vines vibrate, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

On some withered giant trees and giant vines, some wooden houses and temples were artificially opened up. There are figures walking in and out of the forest, and the noise spreads in the forest.

This is the ancient city of Qingteng. The ancient city is this ancient mountain forest. There is no city wall, and there are no tribes. Some of them are warriors from all directions.

The old gourd walked at the back, but he was very interested in the surrounding scenery. The big gourd he had been carrying on his back all this time turned into the size of a palm and fell into his hand, overflowing with a faint vitality.

Early on, Xia Tuo discovered that the old gourd, this gourd, was a treasure with an extraordinary history.

"The vines in Ivy Ancient City are actually derived from a vine. This vine has never withered since the last era."

At this time, Xun Fenghou pointed to the vines beside him like thousands of green pythons, and said aloud.

This caused Xia Tuo to show a bit of surprise, and looked carefully at the vines. It was indeed a miracle that they had not withered for tens of thousands of years, and he quickly figured out the reason.

This vine has lived for a long time, but it is a pity that it was almost lucky, and its heels are too shallow. It is like the blood of a fierce beast. With a noble blood, its natural strength will continue to improve.

The vine lacks a trace of noble blood, so that even if it has lived for a long time, it is still a vine. Unless there is a great opportunity to change its fate against the sky and truly transcend this skin, even if tens of thousands of years pass, it will still be a vine. In this way, I live in ignorance.

Soon, a clear river appeared in the forest. The river was clear and converged towards the center of the old forest. There were large boats going down the river.

Xia Tuo and the others embarked on a small boat of three feet on a simple wooden pier, and headed toward the depths along the river. The man who punted the boat was an old man with a gray beard but hale and hearty, and his strength was not strong. However, in the Tianmai realm, a green boat pole is supported.

"How many adults are here to participate in the Spirit Festival?"

As a ferryman on the river, the old man was very talkative, and since Xia Tuo and the others didn't breathe, he didn't have any bad intentions, so he naturally seemed a lot calmer.

"The Feast of the Dead?"

Fat Brother said with a smile: "Old man, we just came, tell me about the Spirit Festival."

"The Spirit Festival is a festival held every year in Ivy City. There is a small festival every year, a festival every ten years, a big festival every hundred years, and there are three hundred and sixty years of sacrifices, and one thousand two hundred and ninety-six years of spiritual sacrifices. It is a great fortune for ordinary people to catch up with the century-old festival.

This time is a festival held once every ten years, and there will be a Holy Spirit woman appearing to preside over the sacrifice and sacrifice to the spirit vines. It is the spirit vines that guard the landscape and give everyone a place to live and multiply. "

The old man who punted the boat had reverence from the bottom of his heart, and he had admiration for the spirit vines. Xia Tuo could see this clearly, but it's no wonder that after entering the ancient city of Qingteng, he also felt the tranquility and peace of the mountains and fields, giving him A feeling of cleansing the soul.

Then, he looked at Xun Fenghou.

"There is a family of guardian spirits in Qingteng Ancient City, which has been passed down from generation to generation. They never step outside the boundaries of the ancient city, nor do they get involved in outside affairs. This family is very mysterious in the eyes of outsiders."

Xun Fenghou's sound transmission resounded in the ears of Xia Tuo and the others.

"The monster race was so tyrannical back then, anyone who broke into the ancient city's boundaries died violently for no reason, and the monster race who dared to destroy every plant and tree here rotted and died, and their flesh and blood turned into nutrients for the vegetation.

Rumor has it that the blood of this race surpassed the blood of the human race. It seems that something has changed. The outside world calls them the Spirit Race, and it is rare to see warriors of the Spirit Race outside the ancient city. "

The big boat went down the river, and soon a large emerald green lake appeared. The lake was rippling, and there were fish jumping in the water. There were many boats coming and going, and many warriors with hideous faces were here. like a cat.

He saw a small boat on the lake, which was woven with green vines, with young shoots growing on it. The hull was hollow, but it was soaked without leaking.

The girl in the blue gauze dress has a bright white head, a light gauze blowing on her face, a little star-like sapphire embellishment between her brows, and slender jade hands, driving a boat on the water, and putting the collected lotus seeds into the rattan basket.

People of the Spirit Race.

On the vast lake, these spirit race girls did not conflict with the human race warriors who came and went, and many human race warriors could be seen bowing slightly towards them through the void.

Similarly, the old man who was punting the boat also got up at this moment, and nodded slightly towards the girl from the Spirit Race not far away.

Such a scene is very harmonious, making people feel in a trance that this is not in the wild land at all.

Xia Tuo withdrew his gaze from the far away girl, patted the fat man, and asked him to put away his halazi.

"Hey, I didn't expect there to be such a pure person."

Fat brother glared at Xia Tuo, is he such a wretched man?

"Miss Lingnv tried her best to help us outsiders, otherwise the old man wouldn't have stayed."

The punting old man expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart, which made Xia Tuo nod slightly. It seems that there is a problem that he seems to have misunderstood. Ju Mu Bobu chose to meet in the ancient city of Qingteng. ?

"Old man, we need to find a place to live temporarily."

"My lords, any wooden house in the forest can be occupied by people. Outsiders will not go in when they see people in the house."

Soon, the four of them got off the boat on the shore of the lake. Xia Tuo took out a spirit crystal and gave it to the old man who punted the boat. The old man thanked him and left.

A few people were going to find a wooden house to temporarily settle down and see more of the ancient city of Qingteng, anyway, it was still early before the meeting.

"Look."

At this time, Fat Brother made a sound and pointed to the direction where the boatman left, and everyone looked up.

After propping the boat a hundred feet away from the shore, the old man put the pole in his hand, lay down on the bow of the boat, and slowly sank the spirit crystal he had just obtained into the water.

A piece of spirit crystal is not insignificant for a martial artist in the Tianmai realm, but the old man did not give up the slightest bit, and sank it underwater.

This surprised Xia Tuo.

"Let's go, let's take a walk and see."

Xia Tuo withdrew his eyes and walked towards the distance. The behavior of the boatman was very similar to that of a believer in his previous life, but he was a little uncertain.

After all, the old man's mental fluctuations can't deceive anyone. He didn't notice that kind of frenzied fluctuation, but the old man has not reached the state of wanting nothing, even a heavenly man cannot achieve such a state.

A few people found a wooden hall in the forest. Some people came and went to it. It was a food hall. There were a few men from the Spirit Race to take care of it. The food hall did not seem noisy.

Inside the large hall, there are partitions woven with vines, which separate the spaces one by one, and there are hazy figures among each other. Several people chose a place to sit, and then some spiritual warriors brought up spiritual springs and medicinal food, and there was a faint sense of relief. Fragrance.

"This is the famous Ivy Ancient Spring in Ivy Ancient City. It is rumored that it is the place where Ivy originated from the depths of the earth."

Xia Tuo picked up the wooden cup, and immediately felt a faint sense of vitality, and the spring water was filled with a very faint sense of vitality.

"Elder Xun, do you think Ju Mu Bobu will do something tricky here?"

After taking a sip of the ancient spring, Xia Tuo sent a voice transmission to Marquis Xunfeng. He also felt that he had made a fuss in a place where even monsters dared not make a fuss, but the habit of Congxin had long been formed.

After pondering for a while, Hou Xunfeng didn't dare to be sure, and said out loud: "The spirit race in Qingteng Ancient City is very mysterious. I heard Master once said that they don't cause trouble but are not afraid of trouble. They are very powerful.

Back then, the Yaozu swept across the borderlands, north and south, and they were all in the limelight for a while, and they all smashed their halberds outside the ancient city, which is enough to show the strength of the spirit clan. "

Having said that, Hou Xunfeng changed his voice and looked at Xia Tuo.

"Patriarch, is there such a possibility that the Jumu Bo tribe will choose this place to prevent us from playing tricks?"

"Ah~~~."

Hearing this, Xia Tuo didn't react for a while, and Gu Quan almost choked on the mouth.

This~seems~probably~estimating~could it be... I really got used to it?