Chapter 913 We Are All Relatives, Eternal Exile

The sudden resurgence of breath in Shenliu made the ancestor of Chonglou surprised and excited.

Because that is the aura of ancestor Liu Changsheng.

However, a group of people behind him were drinking heavily from Shenliu's source of life, and even drank a large mouthful of it for themselves. The ancestor of Chonglou fainted in anger.

A group of people hurriedly woke up the ancestor of Chonglou.

The ancestor of Chonglou yelled angrily: "You unfilial sons, wait until you are skinned by our ancestor!"

As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed to Shenliu.

Wutian's clone and others also hurriedly kowtowed, feeling extremely shocked. Is Liu Changsheng among this sacred willow tree? !

at this time.

"boom"

There was a loud bang.

A large mushroom cloud rose from the roots of the sacred willow tree, the void exploded, and laws and order were annihilated.

then.

A purple-gold divine light soared into the sky, turning into a three-thousand-foot-tall buffalo monster in the void, with purple-gold scales all over its body, burning with purple-gold flames.

Incomparably mighty and domineering, the evil spirit formed into the wind in the void.

It was Yang Shouan who got out of trouble.

When the Patriarch of Chonglou used the Ancient Temple of Heaven and Earth to hit the Divine Willow, he controlled the willow leaf artifact to bombard the restraining power that trapped him, and finally escaped from the trap.

"Moo——"

He roared excitedly into the sky, and the aura of the Star-level Tianmen was released, sweeping through the strong wind.

During the period of time when he transformed into a cow, he got used to the cow's cry, and felt that the sound was more domineering and fierce, and could greatly release the supreme majesty of the ancient prehistoric bull demon.

Patriarch Chonglou’s pupils shrank sharply.

"This cow is actually a star-level monster!"

far away.

The faces of the people of the Qinglin tribe changed drastically.

"No! That cow is out!"

"Quick! Communicate with the power of the divine willow and suppress him!"

Qingsu and several members of the older generation hurriedly communicated with Shenliu.

The aura of the mysterious creature conceived in the divine willow suddenly increased dramatically.

In the ancient palace of Qiankun.

Ancestor Chonglou was trembling with excitement and was already shouting: "Welcome our ancestors to come out of seclusion."

In the void.

Yang Shou'an's hooves flew into the air, purple-gold divine light flowing through the soles of his feet. He stared at the divine willow with his blood-moon eyes. He noticed that the aura of the mysterious creature bred in the divine willow increased sharply. He did not dare to delay and struck first.

"call out!"

The willow leaf divine weapon turned into a ten thousand-foot-long divine sword, as black as ink, cutting through the sky, falling in a battle, with a shocking black sword light, chopping down towards the divine willow.

When the sword fell, the void silently turned into a black hole. In the black hole, the sword light merged with the black hole, and the endless evil and strange aura swirled in the black hole.

Endless horror.

Ancestor Chonglou and others were frightened, trembling all over, angry and anxious at the same time, and shouted: "Damn cow, don't hurt our ancestors!"

He was about to light the magic lamp and activate the faceless general's peerless killing power.

But at this moment.

On the sacred willow, a white light flashed.

A hazy figure appeared, with peerless elegance and extraordinary temperament that made the sun and moon eclipse.

The figure couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The whole body is shrouded in white light, like a fairy mist, ethereal and sacred.

Ancestor Chonglou saw this figure and cried excitedly. He knelt down and wailed: "Ancestor, it's really you! Our descendants have finally found you."

Wutian's clone was stunned.

"Liu Changsheng is actually hiding here. My father's worries are not unreasonable!"

"You have to find a way to inform me quickly and let him destroy this sacred willow."

Thoughts are spinning in the untalented mind and body.

On the divine willow.

The figure was suspended on the tree of the Divine Willow, and seemed to be integrated with the Divine Willow. The black hole in the void and the willow leaf evil weapon bombarded down. The figure raised his palm and struck out with a light palm.

"boom"

There was a big explosion, the void returned to its original state, and the black holes were destroyed.

The power of a palm is so terrifying.

Nothing can be seen, rules and order are annihilated, and perception is chaotic.

When the world calmed down and the void returned to peace, everyone looked up and found that the figure was still suspended on the sacred willow, but the figure was more hazy, as if it would disperse at any time.

But in the void, the cow could no longer be seen.

The crowd cheered.

Especially the people of the Qinglin tribe cheered loudly.

They looked at the hazy figure on the sacred willow, cried and howled with excitement, lay down on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, and shouted: "Ancestor!"

This scene was seen by Chonglou Patriarch and others, and they couldn't help but stare.

"What do these people mean?! Are you trying to steal our ancestors from us?" Liu Changshou said strangely.

Wutian's clone shook his head and said hesitantly: "It seems that they are more excited than us. Could it be that they are the descendants of our ancestors in this world?"

This statement reminded everyone, and everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

Ancestor Chonglou ignored them. He stood at the door of the Qiankun Ancient Palace, kowtowed to the figure on the sacred willow, and shouted respectfully: "Ancestor, ancestor, descendants of Chonglou, the little building you loved to touch your head in those days." , come to see you!"

"Old ancestor, my descendants have been sleeping for nearly a million years, and they have survived to this day, just to see you again one day."

"Today, I finally saw my ancestor. Please ask my ancestor to return to the family and lead us to restore our family's prestige!"

"Ancestor! Ancestor! Ancestor."

Chonglou Patriarch called out to the figure on the willow tree one after another.

In the distance, the people of the Green Scale Tribe were also shouting.

However.

The figure on the sacred willow is hazy, like a ball of fairy mist condensed, as if it has no mind and soul.

He turned a deaf ear to the cries of the crowd and just stared blankly at the endless sky, not knowing what he was looking at.

After a long time, the figure suddenly sighed.

All of a sudden.

The sky is silent, the wind is light and the clouds are light. This sigh speaks the law, and the Tao follows nature, making everything peaceful.

Then, a disembodied voice sounded, indistinguishable from male to female.

"Nine Monuments Return to the Sun, Heaven"

Ancestor Chonglou and others, as well as the members of the Qinglin tribe, were all listening carefully with their ears pricked up.

But at this moment, the words were not finished yet.

"boom!"

A black willow leaf evil weapon suddenly slashed out from the void.

too suddenly.

With endless black light, the void suddenly turned into night like splashing ink.

The evil and strange aura filled the world.

"boom"

The sword light fell on the figure on the sacred willow, giving a solid blow.

Ancestor Chonglou and others, their eyes were about to burst, and they roared in horror: "Dead cow!!"

He directly lit the magic lamp and sacrificed it to the Ancient Temple of Heaven and Earth. The Faceless God raised his hand and slapped the statue with one palm.

The terrifying divine light broke through the void, causing Yang Shou'an to roll in the void, with ten colors of divine light flickering on his body.

Obviously, the ancestor's body-protecting magic saved his life again.

at the same time.

On the divine willow.

The figure fought back angrily, pointed out a finger, twitched a million miles of void air, stirred up the river of time and space, and shot out the Hongmeng Taixu divine light, which was extremely terrifying.

This attack was countless times more powerful than the attack from the Qiankun Ancient Palace. It was unimaginable.

"ah--"

Yang Shou'an screamed in horror, and the Willow Leaf Divine Sword was knocked back. Along with him, he was thrown into the long river of time and space and disappeared into the distance.

This is eternal exile!

When the ancestor of Chonglou saw this move, he shouted excitedly: "This is the ancestor's magic of exile!"

"This move can cause the enemy to return to his mother's womb, die in the womb, and die of miscarriage!"

"If I can still see my ancestors perform this trick in my lifetime, I can die with peace of mind. That dead cow will definitely be completely dead this time!"

Wutian's clone was envious of him, killing his enemies in his mother's womb. He really wanted such a magic.

However.

On the sacred willow tree.

The figure made this blow, which caused huge damage, and the figure became more hazy and blurry. Then, for a while, it completely disappeared into the divine willow.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!"

Ancestor Chonglou shouted anxiously.

However, the figure disappeared behind Shenliu, and his aura shrank, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and could no longer feel anything.

The sacred willows swayed, and yellow leaves rustled down all over the sky.

The ancestor of Chonglou raised his voice to the sky and screamed sadly.

He didn't know why his ancestor possessed this sacred willow tree, but his condition seemed to be extremely bad and he was confused.

At this moment, he was attacked by that damn big buffalo monster, which drained his essence, and now he fell into a deep sleep again.

on the ground.

The people of the Qinglin tribe were also crying in grief, and they were crying even more sadly.

After a long time.

In a stone house of the Qinglin tribe, Qingsu and several members of the older generation entertained Patriarch Chonglou and introduced their identities to each other.

This time, both parties did not hide anything and were very serious.

And it was confirmed.

"Your ancestor is also Liu Changsheng?" Chonglou ancestor asked.

"Yes, the human ancestor Liu Changsheng is our ancestor!" Qingsu replied with his head raised, looking proud.

Ancestor Chonglou's eyes flashed and he asked, "But your bloodline is different from ours."

Qingsu said: "When Human Ancestor Liu Changsheng conquered the Cage World, he had ten great generals under his command. He was the adopted son of Human Ancestor Liu Changsheng. The Qinglin Divine General, the ancestor of our Qinglin Tribe, was one of them."

"Our Qinglin tribe is the descendant of the Qinglin God General, and naturally the descendant of the human ancestor Liu Changsheng."

Turns out they are godsons.

Ancestor Chonglou suddenly understood, and then asked a few more questions about Liu Changsheng, which Qingsu and other members of the Qinglin tribe could answer.

Only then did Chonglou Patriarch confirm that they were indeed the descendants of his ancestor Liu Changsheng.

As for the Qinglin Divine General, Chonglou Patriarch also knew that this person was as skilled as the Faceless Divine General.

"If that's the case, then we are relatives?!"

"Yes! Relatives."

A group of people were in an uproar, a little inexplicably excited and a little weird.

Wutian's clone and others were also speechless for a while. He did not expect that the ancient Liu family still had relatives in this world.

The other members of the Qinglin tribe also looked at the Liu family members including Patriarch Zhonglou with some surprise. They were curious about this group of relatives from the Immortal Realm and looked them up and down.

Qingsu ordered his clan members to prepare a sumptuous banquet to entertain Chonglou Patriarch and others.

After drinking a few glasses of the milk wine unique to the wilderness, everyone became much closer, talking and laughing with each other.

The ancestor of Chonglou communicated with several elders of the Qinglin tribe.

Wutian's clone was drinking with Qingsu.

"Little cousin Wutian, your cultivation level is a bit low. You are only halfway to immortality. It is very dangerous to walk in the wilderness." Qingsu put his arm around Wutian's clone's shoulder, looking concerned.

Untalented, I feel uncomfortable both physically and mentally, and for the first time I am called my little cousin.

He wants to be a big cousin!

Hearing Qingsu's words, he pretended to be sad and sighed: "I was originally an epic ancestor, sleeping in my ancestral land, but I was dug out by these unscrupulous descendants."

"Hey! I dug too early, and I haven't even made a breakthrough in cultivation!"

Not far away.

Liu Changshou, Liu Changgui, several elders and the Seven Heroes all lowered their heads in shame.

Because they were the ones who dug out Patriarch Wutian in the first place.

Qingsu pondered for a moment and said: "I see that your cultivation level is half-step to the Immortal Heaven, but your foundation is extremely solid. If you have the help of the corresponding magical medicine, you will definitely be able to advance to the Immortal Heaven, and maybe you can directly open the physical heaven gate."

Wutian's clone hurriedly gave Qingsu a glass of wine and said excitedly: "My eldest cousin has a sharp eye, you are so right!"

"We are people with outstanding talents. As long as we have the help of magic medicine, we can soar into the sky!"

"Please give me the medicine. When we become prosperous in the future, we will never forget your great kindness."

This is Wutian's clone. He has developed a thick skin from his original deity.

Liu Changshou and others were embarrassed. They felt that Patriarch Wutian was too direct and didn't know how to be more subtle.

But Wutian's clone turned around, kicked them, and gave them crazy winks.

Liu Changshou and others also handed over their hands and said in unison: "Please give me medicine, cousin!"

Qingsu couldn't help but be stunned.

Seeing the helpless expressions of Wu Tian and others, he wanted to slap himself.

What a mean-mouthed person!

This is how to do? !

Qingsu did a bunny hop, stood up hurriedly, and pulled a tribe elder far away.

"Elder of the tribe, it seems that I didn't control my mouth again and caused trouble for the tribe."

When he was about to tell the clan elder what had just happened.

When the clan elder heard this, his eyes burned with anger.

"Qingsu, Qingsu, are you sincere or stupid?"

"Our Green Scale Tribe is so poor that we can't even use the magic medicine ourselves. How can we have any spare time for these relatives to use?"

"Besides, these relatives are not very close. They are two worlds apart and have not interacted with each other for millions of years. Today, it was a blind cat meeting a dead mouse and they bumped into each other."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The clan elder sighed three times in succession and glared at Qingsu.

Qingsu lowered his head aggrievedly, not daring to look directly at the clan elder.

The ancestor at the entrance of the village testified that he really just said it casually!

But that damn little cousin Wutian actually hit the snake and followed it with a stick. It was so shameless and shameless.

"Remember, they are relatives, but not close to us!" the clan elder warned sternly.

"Also, that Wutian is not a good thing at first glance. His eyes are constantly rolling around. Don't get close to him. Don't get sold one day and you are still helping count money."

Qingsu nodded hurriedly and asked: "What about this magical medicine?"

The clan elder sighed: "Didn't you go out and pick a lot of magic medicine today?"

"Choose some low-quality ones that are about to expire, and use the coolest secret method to refine them. When refining them, try to make them have more visions. Just say it is a great medicinal liquid and give it to them to drink."

"As for whether they can achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, that depends on their qualifications."

Qingsu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he praised: "You are still hot when you are old, you are the leader of the clan!"

He gave the clan elder a thumbs up and raised his head to the sky.

The clan elder was stunned. What kind of action was this? Why had he never seen Qingsu use it before?

Qingsu whispered: "Little cousin Wutian taught me, hehehehe"

"roll!"

The clan elder raised his crutch angrily.

soon.

In the square of Qinglin Tribe, a pot of great medicinal liquid was brewed.

Qingsu and others used the coolest handprints to control the cauldron for exercise.

This is a very, very ancient method of introducing medicine. None of the Chonglou Patriarchs and others have ever seen it before, and they were fascinated by it.

Wutian's clone asked curiously: "Didn't our ancestors pass down this method of refining medicine to us?"

Ancestor Chonglou nodded and said: "No, I guess, it may be that the ancestor came to this world and only realized the method of refining medicine."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered some of the magical medicines he had collected, the medicinal materials he had collected along the way, and the monsters he had killed, and he immediately waved them out.

In an instant, the magic medicine on the ground hit your nostrils, and several plants were close to the clan-level magic medicine.

"Add these into the mix. If you want to refine it, refine it with good medicine or great medicine." Chonglou Patriarch said with a domineering attitude as high as the sky.

"When the training is done, let's drink together!"

Qingsu and others took a look at the magic medicine on the ground and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

When I heard the words of Patriarch Chonglou again, I felt ashamed.

Liu Changshou, Liu Changgui and other elders, as well as the Seven Heroes, also took out the magic medicine they had collected.

Wutian's clone took out the magic medicine brought back from the Life Restricted Area.

This was the part he withheld when he offered medicine to his ancestors.

As for the clan-level magic medicine that his ancestors had given him, he didn't take out it.

"That was given to me by my father, and it can only be enjoyed by me! Humph!"

Untalented thought secretly in his mind and body.

Although there are many magical medicines on the ground, the combined effect is not even half of the town-level magical medicine.

The stone pot used to refine the medicine was a spare pot. The previous pot was broken when Yang Shouan was refining it.

However, the Qinglin Tribe mastered the mysterious method of refining medicine and quickly brewed a pot of great medicinal liquid. Although it was not that amazing, it was still extraordinary.

"Here, one bowl per person, just right!"

Qingsu dispenses the medicinal solution.

Wutian's clone also got a bowl.

The aroma of the medicine fills the air, and when it is served in a bowl, the divine clouds are misty, and there are faint sounds of law permeating the air.

"There is a secret room over there. You can go there to drink medicine and retreat on your own!" the elder of the Qinglin Tribe said with a smile, his face full of enthusiasm and joy.

Because they got a big advantage in refining the magic medicine this time.

The magic medicine was basically produced by Chonglou Patriarch and other relatives. They only used some low-quality medicinal materials that were about to expire.

Wutian's clone took the bowl and hurriedly ran into a secret room.

He did not use the restrictions in the secret room, but arranged a large formation of restrictions to block all auras.

Then, he drank up the liquid in the bowl in one gulp, then took out the clan-level magic medicine given by his ancestors and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Wu Tian Wu Tian, ​​whether we can take off depends on this time!"

He secretly cheered himself up and started practicing.

In the long river of time and space, a big buffalo monster floated up and down, swept away by a terrifying divine power, and moved towards the endless distance.

There.

It is the upstream of the long river of time and space, and it is also the way back.

Everyone has a past, and by going up the long river of time and space, you can go back to your own past.

But if you go back to the past, you will lose everything.

"Moo——"

Yang Shouan roared and struggled, his huge figure shaking the river of time and space.

However, his body was wrapped in a white divine power, which was the magic of exile.

To banish him back to his mother's womb.