Chapter 873 The Ancestors Have Spirits in Heaven, and I Am a Cute Little Tadpole (5400 Words, 2 Chapters in 1)

The ancient city has stood in the wilderness since ancient times, and the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life is blowing against your face.

The old village chief, Heizi and others entered the city.

The golden-armored guards at the city gate charge high entry fees, which makes the old village chief bleed with distress.

But after entering the city, the prosperous and lively scene opened the eyes of the old village chief and others, and they were amazed. There were many shops on both sides of the street, and the medicines sold were all rare and unique medicines.

Heizi even saw a town-level medicine being sold, but the price shocked Heizi so much that he almost bit off his tongue.

Thinking that the clan-level medicine was so valuable, but the two clan-level medicines of the Qinglin Tribe and the Black Scale Tribe were ruined by this big buffalo monster, Heizi felt itchy with hatred.

Yang Shou'an also clicked his tongue when he saw the prices of the two town-level medicines.

At the same time, he secretly thought in his heart, what would happen if there was a chance to rob Golden Scale City? ...Can the ancestors survive? !

Going further, the streets become more prosperous.

All kinds of rare treasures, as well as magical powers and secret techniques are for sale, and even Tianmen-level magical powers are for sale, but without exception the prices are extremely expensive.

And the people walking around in the city are not vulgar. Even if their bodies are covered with scales, they all look very noble and look majestic. They are obviously masters with status and status.

People like the old village chief Heizi looked like country bumpkins from remote places at first glance. Many people looked at them with contempt on their faces.

But because the old village chief is a master of the late Star Glory level and the Golden Scale City here, no one dares to deliberately seek trouble.

"Senior, let's find a restaurant to rest and get some news." Heizi suggested.

The old village chief nodded, and the group of people scanned the streets and found a restaurant with the most ordinary appearance. They stood at the door and looked at the prices inside. When they saw that the prices were affordable, they walked in.

The name of the restaurant is "Popular Restaurant".

It is said to be a very ordinary restaurant, but that is relatively speaking. The tables, chairs and carved beams here are all made of rare sacred wood, with patterns of mythical beasts carved on them, filled with the aura of law.

The wine pots and bowls on the table can hold the sun, moon and stars.

The space is huge, and many people just hold their horses and dine in the restaurant.

The old village chief walked in with the big buffalo monster. No one thought it was strange, but Yang Shou'an's purple-gold scales were particularly noble and conspicuous, attracting the attention of many people in the restaurant.

Moreover, its eyes flashed fiercely, with cold light flowing, and wisps of evil energy filled the blood-red pupils.

This surprised many people. This big buffalo monster turned out to be a wild monster that still had ambitions and had not been tamed.

At this time, the sounds of conversation in the restaurant came from all directions.

"The Golden Scale Tribe has summoned the other nine king tribes, and there are many famous tribes coming, but I don't know when the sacrificial ceremony will start."

"During the sacrificial ceremony, the Golden Scale Tribe will kill the ancestor of mutant monsters on the spot and share the flesh and blood of the ancestor of mutant monsters. It's a pity that our strength is too low, otherwise we would have the opportunity to taste the flesh and blood of the ancestor of mutant monsters!"

"No, you're wrong, that's the old almanac. The latest news is that after the sacrifice ceremony, the Golden Scale Tribe, together with other tribes, will open the divine furnace to refine the flesh and blood of the ancestor of the mutant monsters into a peerless medicine and divine liquid... "

All around, there were voices talking about the Golden Scale Tribe’s sacrificial ceremony and the ancestor of mutant monsters, but no one was talking about the Golden Scale Tribe’s totem saint son.

The old village chief, Heizi and others were surprised.

at this time.

A young man came over.

He was a jade tree facing the wind, but the scales on the back of his hands revealed that he was also a master of opening the Heavenly Gate, and behind him, there were two people following him, both with deep auras and deep eyes.

The eyes of the three of them all fell on Yang Shou'an, and they marveled again and again, "What an ancient prehistoric bull demon!"

"Look at those eyes, they look like they're trying to eat people. Tsk, tsk, tsk, they're so vicious!"

in front of the table.

Heizi put down the wine bowl, raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice: "Who are the three of you..."

The young master bowed his hands and bowed, apologized and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I won't exchange it for gold."

The old village chief, Heizi and others didn't know Jin Buhuan's name, but others around him were surprised when they heard it.

"You can't change it for gold, that's one of the best descendants of the Golden Scale Tribe's Dragon Controller!"

"Yes, I heard that the ancestor of mutant monsters was captured by Jin Buhuai's ancestor."

During the discussion, the old village chief and Heizi also learned Jin Buhuan's identity, and couldn't help being shocked, and hurriedly stood up to greet him.

The image of the Dragon Controlling Envoy of the Golden Scale Tribe fighting against the ancestor of the mutant monster that day still appeared in their minds. They were new to the descendants of such a big shot and did not dare to offend him.

However.

Jin Buhuan did not have the arrogant airs of those young masters. He was very kind and had a gentle smile, showing the demeanor of a hero from a large tribe.

He saw that the food that several people were eating was the cheapest and rough food, so he waved his hand and asked the shopkeeper to serve good food and wine.

The old village chief and Heizi hurriedly refused, but Jin Buhuan smiled slightly and explained his intention.

"I want this ancient prehistoric bull demon, please give me a price!"

Jin Buhuan said grandly, with a confident smile on his face.

"This..." Heizi was embarrassed.

Jin Buhuan said: "How about ten clan-level magic medicines?"

hiss!

As soon as this sound fell, there was a gasp of air in the restaurant, turning the void in the restaurant into a black hole.

Those who can eat here are basically masters who have opened the Heavenly Gate and grown scales. Everyone sucks in the air-conditioning and almost annihilates the restaurant.

However, powerful restraints were installed in the restaurant, and there was a large formation specifically designed to defend against "air-conditioning", thus a property loss was avoided.

Everyone else in the restaurant was extremely shocked when they heard that Jin Buhuan opened his mouth and revealed the ten clan-level magic medicines.

They didn't understand why it was just an ancient prehistoric bull demon, so why would the gold price be so high?

In the heart of the wilderness, there are many ancient prehistoric bull demons, and many tribes even use the ancient prehistoric bull demons to cultivate land and grow magical medicine.

However.

Only the old shopkeeper of the restaurant and some older masters on the second floor could understand that this big buffalo monster was not a simple ancient prehistoric bull demon.

Its bloodline level is the highest, far above other ancient prehistoric bull demons.

"However, ten clan-level magic medicines are still a bit too much. The maximum value is seven clan-level magic medicines. This requires that the big buffalo monster can be cultivated in the future, otherwise it will be a loss-making business!"

The old shopkeeper of the restaurant laughed in a low voice, serving drinks to the older masters on the second floor.

Downstairs, the old village chief, Heizi and others almost bit their tongues in shock when they heard Jin Buhuan's offer.

If it were normal times, they would definitely agree.

However, when he thought of Daozu's instructions and the cause and effect of this big buffalo monster being involved in the rise of the Qinglin tribe, he hesitated.

Because this big buffalo monster, Dao Zu said, it must be dedicated to the totem son of the Golden Scale Tribe.

then.

Under everyone's disbelieving gazes, the old village chief shook his head and said, "Sorry, we have other uses for this big buffalo monster and we won't sell it for the time being."

As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar.

Is this a deliberate attempt to raise the price, or is it just a pretense? !

The old shopkeeper and some older masters on the second floor couldn't help but look at the old village chief in surprise.

When they discovered that the old village chief was also a master of the late Star Glory level, several people were slightly relieved, but they were still confused.

Because although the old village chief has strong cultivation, his longevity seems to be exhausted, and he seems to have been injured in the past. If he can get these magical medicines to suppress the clan, he can recover from his injuries and live for tens of thousands of years.

A master at the late Star level is of great significance to any tribe.

At this moment.

Jin Buhuan was stunned for a while. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and quoted: "Fifteen tribe-level magic medicines, this is my bottom line."

The old village chief and Heizi were breathing rapidly, and several young men from the Qinglin tribe next to them had red eyes.

Yang Shouan was also surprised, he didn't expect that he was so valuable.

At this moment, he really wanted to make the decision about his own body and sell it to himself.

Other people in the restaurant kept exclaiming.

However, after the old village chief calmed down, he still firmly shook his head.

Jin Buhuan was puzzled. His offer was high and the other party shouldn't refuse, but he didn't know why.

He glanced at the old shopkeeper. The old shopkeeper understood and pulled up the shield to block other people's prying eyes and perceptions.

Heizi was nervous for a while, thinking that the other party was going to snatch it.

However, Jin Buhuan added a glass of wine to the old village chief and asked through a message: "Senior, why don't you sell this big buffalo monster?"

The old village chief sent a message and sighed: "Young Master is an open-minded man, and I don't hide him anymore."

"To be honest, I heard that the Holy Mother of the Golden Scale Tribe is about to give birth to a child. I came all the way here just to dedicate this big buffalo monster to the totem son of the Golden Scale Tribe who is about to be born!"

Jin Buhuan was slightly surprised and said: "The Holy Mother is indeed about to give birth. The elders of the clan also deduced that the child born by the Holy Mother is a peerless unicorn. But how can we say that it is a totem son?"

"You have to know that the Golden Scale Tribe is one of the ten king tribes. The tribe's Totem Son must be selected from hundreds of millions of outstanding Golden Scale tribesmen. To become a Totem Son, it is harder than ascending to heaven! "

"Even though the Virgin Mother has a noble status, the children she gives birth to must still follow the ancestral teachings of the Golden Scale Tribe. If you want to become a totem son, you must become the strongest and compete all the way."

"Or maybe he was a heaven-defying monster from birth."

The old village chief did not expect that the totem saint son of the Golden Scale Tribe would be selected in this way, and he couldn't help being shocked.

But remembering Sword Ancestor's deductions and instructions, he smiled and said: "I firmly believe that the Virgin Mother will definitely give birth to a totem son!"

Jin Buhuan laughed loudly and said: "If this is really the case, I will definitely introduce you to the Holy Mother."

But this sentence was obviously a joke.

After saying that, he stood up and left. Before leaving, he still left the old village chief's contact information, saying that if the old village chief regretted his move, he could still sell his cattle to him.

"Selling cows?!"

Yang Shou'an gritted his teeth and wanted to give Jin Bu an ox's hoof in exchange.

After Jin Buhuan left the public restaurant, the master who was following him asked curiously in a low voice: "Sir, is there anything weird about this cow?"

Jin Guoqian's eyes flashed and he said, "I don't know either, but the spirit-seeking stone given to me by my ancestor is vibrating very much."

"The spirit-seeking stone will not react even if it encounters the town-level magic medicine, but when it senses this big buffalo monster, it vibrates abnormally. So, although I don't know what's weird about this big buffalo monster, But it’s definitely not bad.”

The master next to him was also surprised when he heard this.

"Send someone to follow them secretly and investigate their origins," Jin Buhuan ordered.

"Yes! Master."

…

In the restaurant, after Jin Buhuan left, other people gathered around and made friends with the old village chief and others. At the same time, they curiously looked at the big bison monster that Jin Buhuan had paid for fifteen clan-level magic medicines.

However, they didn't see anything. They just thought that this big buffalo monster was very beautiful. Riding on it should turn heads quite a lot.

Heizi looked at the big buffalo monster with hatred and jealousy in his heart.

He is so handsome, but he is not as handsome as a cow.

Yang Shou'an was pointed at by everyone, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he had been secretly praying in his heart, hoping to see Liu Wuhai and Liu Liuhai soon.

"The patriarch must have a life-saving treasure given by his ancestors. As long as he finds the patriarch, it will not be difficult to get out of trouble."

"It's just, Patriarch, Fifth Elder, where are you..."

…

In the city square of the Golden Scale Tribe, there grows a towering sacred willow tree, which is infinitely taller than ordinary people. The thick bark of the tree is rolled up like a hornet's dragon, creating a ravine like an abyss.

In the gaps between the rolled bark, there are densely packed houses and palaces standing, and countless figures are walking around. And on the horizontal tree trunks and branches, it is as vast as the vast earth, and there are countless people living there.

Vaguely, a terrifying and majestic aura filled the air.

This is the headquarters of the Golden Scale Tribe.

The so-called Golden Scale City surrounding Shenliu is just the first barrier to protect Shenliu.

The sacred willow stands tall and has grown from ancient times to this day, which is unimaginable.

Its branches and leaves are like clouds hanging from the sky, with myriads of phenomena. Each leaf is shining with the crystal light of cosmic time and space. Every morning, dew will drop on the billions of branches and leaves of the sacred willow.

This is the dew of the divine willow. It is called the divine dew. It is comparable to a peerless medicine and nourishes countless people in the Golden Scale Tribe.

A sacred willow tree feeds a tribe, so it is not weak.

today.

In the square below the sacred willow, a dragon python monster with a body like a mountain was transported over. Its black scales glowed with metallic luster in the sun, and its vicious aura swirled into the wind, whistling in the square.

Although there was a fierce light in its eyes that opened and closed from time to time, they were very depressed and desperate.

It is the ancestor of mutant monsters.

After being captured by the Dragon Controlling Envoy of the Golden Scale Tribe, until today, he was sent to the square under the Divine Willow, intending to sacrifice the Divine Willow.

Teams of golden-armored guards carried the Golden Scale Tribe’s sacred furnace, set it up in the square, and then carried various large medicines.

These great medicines are all clan-level magic medicines, added when used to refine the ancestor of mutant monsters.

at the same time.

Tables, chairs and benches began to be placed all around, even in the void, densely packed with tables and chairs.

Not long after, a bell rang, and people from all around came into the venue and took their seats.

Especially the seats in the void were all filled with high-level masters. They were all covered in scales and covered with the vast aura of Tianmen. When they opened and closed their eyes, they reflected the light of the universe and space. As they glanced around, the void split open. Thunder rolls.

They looked down at the ancestor of mutant monsters in the square, their eyes cold and emotionless.

"Ouch——"

The ancestor of mutant monsters roared with hatred and despair. His voice was very weak. He twisted his body as huge as a mountain, but was unable to break free from the seals and restrictions on his body.

It was very unwilling because the "cancer" in its body had completely disappeared.

Its strength is recovering, and its Tianmen is also recovering. Give it time, it will definitely be able to attack the King-level Tianmen and become a King-level monster.

However, the dragon warrior of the Golden Scale Tribe took action and captured it at this stall, which made it unwilling to accept it.

Also, during this time, it often suffers from gastrointestinal upset.

It felt like something was moving inside, and it was still pricking it, causing it to hurt.

It controls the peristalsis of its intestines and stomach and wants to have diarrhea and expel it, but what's wrong is that the contents inside just won't come out, and it is angry and resentful.

in the gastrointestinal space.

Two figures were walking around anxiously.

They are Liu Wuhai and Liu Liuhai.

"Wu Hai, what should we do?! We have been trapped here for more than a month!"

"It's all your fault for the six seas. I told you to use the ancestor's magical hair to open a big hole and let us get out, but you just didn't listen!"

"I drilled the hole, but didn't you see that there are so many people outside, how dare I go out?!"

…

Liu Wuhai and Liu Liuhai were anxious, wandering back and forth in the belly of the ancestor of the mutant monsters.

During these days of being trapped, they often used the divine hair of their ancestors to drill holes in the stomachs of the ancestors of mutant monsters.

It turned out that there were masters with scales outside, and they were so scared that they came back.

As a result, I am trapped until today.

"I'll drill another hole and see if there's no one outside." Liu Wuhai said, touching his scalp, the ancestor's divine hair turned into an electric drill-like artifact, and he started drilling again.

Outside, the ancestor of the mutant monster felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen again, and he roared with anger.

Why should I endure this torture when I'm about to get screwed?

In the belly of the ancestor of mutant monsters.

Liu Wuhai drilled a hole and peered out through the analysis of the scales of the ancestor of the mutant monster.

At this sight, he was so frightened that he quickly shrank back.

"Hangcao! Liuhai, there are many people outside!"

"Wori, the stoves are set up. They seem to be putting the ancestor of mutant monsters into a pot to cook meat!"

"We are finished, what should we do? If we stay any longer, we will be cooked and eaten."

Liu Wuhai's face turned pale.

Liu Liuhai gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that we need to open an ancestor's bag of tips."

Liu Wuhai said angrily: "Didn't you say that you lost the ancestor's kit?"

Liu Liuhai rolled his eyes and said, "That's a lie to you."

"The ancestors said that the ancestors' tips cannot be used until the critical moment, otherwise they will not be effective."

"Now that we have reached a critical juncture, let's take a look at the tips."

After saying that, a divine light flashed in his hand, and a ten-color cloth bag appeared, the size of a palm, shining with mysterious light.

This is the tip bag given by the ancestors. There are three in total. One has been used before, but now there are only two left.

"Quickly dismantle, quickly dismantle, I can't wait!" Liu Wuhai urged, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Liu Liuhai held the brocade bag in both hands and muttered something for a long time before he pointed out and poked the brocade bag with his fingertips.

"Wow~"

The light on the brocade bag flashed, and a stream of light floated out from the mouth of the brocade bag.

"How can golden scales be just a thing in a pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds!"

"My precious descendants, when you see these lines, you must be in trouble, but don't be afraid, don't be nervous, our ancestors are always by your side."

"Now, listen to the ancestor's command."

"You squat on the ground, hold your head in your hands, huddle up, and recite the mantra silently: Our ancestors have spirits in the sky, I am a cute little tadpole, swim and swim, swim and swim, swim across the Huangquan Road, swim to reincarnation Gate, reincarnated into a Qilin..."

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