Chapter 871 Reincarnation in the Immortal Realm

In the void.

Dao Ancestor's figure was hazy and was about to disperse.

He warned sincerely, spoke with sincerity and tried his best to deduce, and found a way for the Qinglin tribe to rise.

On the ground of the martial arts field.

The old village chief and others had already turned red and were sobbing with their heads on the ground.

"Sword Ancestor——!"

Their voices were hoarse and their throats were choked, as if they had fish bones stuck in them.

Especially the old village chief felt regret and self-blame in his heart.

In order to refine the peerless medicine and divine liquid, he awakened the last secrets of the Qinglin tribe and revived the mark of the Sword Ancestor. However, not only did he fail to refine the Great Buffalo Monster, but the mark of the Sword Ancestor was damaged, and now it is about to completely dissipate.

This is the last mark of the Sword Ancestor in this world, and it is also the final foundation of the Qinglin tribe, but it disappeared because of a wrong choice.

This price is not small.

And all this...

"It's all this big bison monster!!" The old village chief glared at Yang Shou'an, his eyes full of murderous intent and hatred.

Yang Shou'an looked at the old village chief with cold eyes.

He had seen too many looks like the old village chief's.

In the prison of the Shadow Army, the prisoners who were executed by him all had this look at first.

But later, it all turned into despair, pleading, and fear.

"Give me time, I will make this old guy regret catching me!"

There was fire burning in Yang Shou'an's blood-red eyes.

At this moment.

Dao Ancestor glanced at Yang Shou'an and snorted coldly: "This big buffalo monster is not a good boy. In order to ensure that there are no accidents on the way to the Golden Scale Tribe, I have to seal you!"

"It won't hurt you, but it won't hinder the seal."

The sword ancestor waved his hand, and the three stone knives behind him flew out and suddenly turned into the word "啕" in the void.

The word "刕" glowed, consisting of three stone knives, which circulated the sword rules and sword intention of the sword ancestor. It rotated in the void, suddenly fell down, turned into a stream of light, and was imprinted on the center of Yang Shou'an's bull-headed eyebrows.

"Wow~"

The word "刕" glowed, and Yang Shouan's huge figure quickly shrank, from 999 meters to three meters.

Such a body type is insignificant.

Moreover, Yang Shouan's Tianmen was also sealed, and the power of Tianmen disappeared.

At this moment, all he has left is his physical strength.

This kind of power, in the hands of the old village chief, a late star star level master, would not cause any big waves and could be easily controlled.

The old village chief smiled, and so did the others, but everyone's smiles were very cold.

Yang Shou'an didn't care, and even had inexplicable expectations in his heart.

Because he heard what Dao Ancestor said, the two totem saint sons of the Golden Scale Tribe who were about to be born were actually Wuhai and Liuhai.

"Wuhai and Liuhai, with names like this, there are only Liu Wuhai and Liu Liuhai in the world."

Yang Shouan pondered, this was beyond his expectation.

"Why did the patriarch and the fifth elder become the Totem Son?!"

"Could it be that they have been reincarnated?!"

"What happened to them during this time? Does our ancestors know?"

Many doubts were floating in Yang Shou'an's mind.

At this moment.

In the void, Daozu looked at the old village chief and Qingyuan and said, "You two, follow me. I have something to explain to you."

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a divine light swept up the old village chief and Qingyuan and disappeared without a trace.

The ancient pagoda of the Qinglin tribe.

Three people showed up.

The old village chief and Qingyuan stood bowed, curious in their hearts, wondering why Daozu brought them here.

The Dao Ancestor waved his hand, and after placing a shielding restriction in the ancient pagoda, he said: "This trace of my ancestor's mark will soon dissipate, so there are some things I need to tell you."

This is a matter of the future.

The old village chief and Qingyuan felt sad in their hearts. They bowed and choked up in unison: "Please give me the instructions from Dao Zu."

Dao Zu said: "The first thing is about the big buffalo monster."

"Behind the big buffalo monster, the most powerful person is extremely powerful. Even in the ancient times, I have never seen such a terrifying creature. Before we even had a fight, I encountered backlash just by inferring it."

Daozu's expression became solemn.

"Therefore, we must leave as soon as possible and send the big buffalo monster as a gift to the Golden Scale Tribe."

"The big buffalo monster is a hot potato!"

The old village chief and Qingyuan nodded seriously.

Dao Ancestor continued: "The second thing is about me, my ancestor."

"Back then, I and nine other people were collectively known as the top ten masters under Renzu, and were named the top ten divine generals. We followed Renzu Liu Changsheng to conquer the caged world, hoping to gain true freedom and seek eternal life.

"As a result, a traitor appeared in the middle. Human Ancestor Liu Changsheng died in battle, but when he was dying, he used great magic power to condense the soul marks of several of us and sent them to the heavens and worlds to reincarnate."

"Human Ancestor once said when he was about to die, we will all reincarnate in a million years."

Having said this, Sword Ancestor looked at Qingyuan and said: "I have deduced that the location of my reincarnation body is the realm of immortality."

"So, I intend to send you to the immortal world to awaken my reincarnation body."

"At that time, I will return."

Dao Zu finished speaking.

The old village chief and Qingyuan were stunned, with shock on their faces.

Then, their faces turned red with excitement and their whole bodies trembled.

"Sword Ancestor, are you saying that you will come back...?"

Dao Ancestor nodded, with a look of awe and nostalgia in his eyes, and said: "Human Ancestor Liu Changsheng, you have great courage!"

As he spoke, the light flashed in his palm, and a symbol of "啕" was condensed. He took Qingyuan's hand and printed it on Qingyuan's palm.

"Remember, my reincarnation in this life is called Daoerta."

"When you meet him, the mark of the Heavenly Sword in your palm will be hot. At that time, you will give the mark of the Heavenly Sword to him, and he will wake up and remember all the past."

"Although the Immortal Realm seems peaceful, there are also some old monsters who have opened the Heavenly Gate, so you can't be careless."

"Especially, I have deduced that the terrifying creature behind the big buffalo monster is also in the immortal world, so you must be careful, and be more careful."

Daozu explained seriously, especially when he said the last sentence, his face was particularly serious and his eyes were solemn.

Qingyuan was shocked and swallowed his saliva. He felt the difficulty of this trip, but his face was full of determination.

"Don't worry, Sword Ancestor, your descendants will definitely complete the mission and awaken your reincarnation!"

Daozu smiled, patted Qingyuan's shoulder, and sighed suddenly: "I just don't know if the monk who was my best friend back then has awakened from reincarnation..."

Qingyuan was confused: "Warrior monk?!..."

Daozu waved his hand and did not explain any more. He was about to disappear and was unable to deduce the whereabouts of the monk.

He immediately withdrew his mind and pointed out to Qingyuan the problems in his current cultivation.

He also taught Qingyuan countless magical powers and secret techniques to make it easier for Qingyuan.

Then, the sword ancestor cut through the void with his finger, located the world of immortality based on the approximate location of his reincarnated body, and opened the door to time and space.

"Go!"

Daozu said.

Qingyuan knelt down and kowtowed to Dao Zu, then turned around and stepped into the space-time channel and disappeared.

After doing all this, Daozu's figure became even more blurred and was about to disappear completely.

When the old village chief saw this, his eyes turned red and he felt sad.

Daozu passed on many of the lost skills, magical powers and secrets of the Qinglin tribe to the old village chief. Then he looked at the young willow among the old willow stumps of the lightning-struck wood at the entrance of the village. His eyes became extremely kind, awe-inspiring, and warm. expect.

"Forget it, I will use this last strength to help you grow. I hope you can come back soon."

"At that time, I will still follow you and fight in the cage again!"

As he spoke, Dao Zu turned into a stream of light, flew out of the ancient pagoda, and disappeared into the young willows of the old willow tree stump at the entrance of the village.

All of a sudden.

The tender willow buds grow "swissly", as if they have taken a big tonic, turning into a towering willow tree thousands of feet high at a speed visible to the naked eye, lush and green, flowing with mysterious light, and exuding the vast aura of law.

The old village chief ran out of the ancient tower and saw this scene.

He was shocked, happy and sad. He fell to his knees, looked at the towering willow tree, howled and kowtowed in sorrow.

"Congratulations to the Sword Ancestor——!"

On the martial arts field.

Other members of the Qinglin tribe also knelt down, wept, and kowtowed to the towering willow tree.

Heizi, Wanzi, and a group of people from the Black Scale tribe were shocked when they saw the willow tree of the Qinglin tribe suddenly grow into a towering tree.

But when he saw the expressions of the old village chief and others crying in sorrow, he immediately understood that it was the sword ancestor of the Qinglin tribe who "sacrificed" himself.

"Senior, have a good trip!"

Heizi knelt down and kowtowed, feeling a little blocked in his heart.

The Sword Ancestor taught him the "Thirteen Styles of the Heavenly Sword". It was too late to repay such a great favor, and the Sword Ancestor had been completely annihilated.

"Senior, let me follow you and escort this big buffalo monster to the Golden Scale Tribe!"

Heizi turned around, helped the old village chief up, and said sincerely.

Firstly, he wanted to repay the sword ancestor, secondly he wanted to go to the center of the prosperous wilderness to see more, and thirdly, the old priest died, and he had to find a way out for the Black Scale Tribe.

The old village chief nodded and said, "Okay, let's go together!"

Immediately.

The old village chief took Heizi and other members of the Black Scale Tribe to transport the old priest's body back to the Black Scale Tribe and buried him under the willow tree of the Black Scale Tribe.

"The ancestors have spirits in the sky. May the old priest see you again in the next life. May our Black Scale Tribe rise as soon as possible and prosper in the Great Wilderness."

Heizi, Wanzi, and a group of members of the Black Scale tribe looked at the willow tree and kowtowed with tears.

The old priest died, and the Black Scale tribe could not live without a master for a day. Wanzi, Gangzi and Douzi called on the Black Scale tribe members to support Heizi and become the new priest of the Black Scale tribe.

"The old priest treats me like a father. I, Heizi, swear that I will lead the Black Scale Tribe to rise in the wilderness in my lifetime. If I violate this oath, I am willing to be punished by the ancestors of the Black Scale Tribe. My Dao Heart will explode and my soul will be destroyed!"

Under the god Liu of the Black Scale Tribe, Heizi made a big oath to all the Black Scale Tribe people.

"Rumble"

In the void, thunder suddenly exploded and lightning crossed the sky.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

The old village chief of the Qinglin tribe saw the strange phenomenon in the void, looked at Heizi, and murmured to himself: "I swear to the sky, this son is worthy of being a little guy who even the sword ancestor can't understand his destiny. ! I hope he can really lead the Black Scale Tribe to rise!"

The next morning, the dew on the grass had not yet dried.

The old village chief has already set off.

He only brought a dozen Qingzhuang people from the Qinglin tribe and Heizi.

Yang Shou'an was taken away by him with his great magical power.

"If we walk in the direction of the rising sun, we will reach the center of the wilderness." said the old village chief.

Heizi's eyes glowed brightly, looking at the red sun rising from the mountains in the east, and excitedly murmured to himself: "The prosperous wilderness tribe, here I come..."

ps: Thank you for your concern. I asked for leave yesterday and many people left messages. Some book friends also added me on QQ and gave me suggestions for recovering my body, including practicing some health-preserving exercises. I was very touched.

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