Chapter 822 The Crisis of Fire (1)

There were still more than half a pack of small chrysanthemum cigarettes left, but they were smoked out one by one by the two people squatting at the top of the city.

The patriarch of the Ji clan, Ji Sheng, this old man’s mental outlook has become very different...

Because just now, Mr. Niu found the video that he had played countless times and played it again in front of Ji Sheng.

At the same time, he once again recounted his grudges with Xu Changqing and others.

After that, the eyes of that old guy Ji Sheng suddenly brightened up; for him, those so-called sword immortals were not serious at all.

In terms of specific strength, they may not be stronger than the gods who control natural disasters.

The focus of his attention was also not on those sword immortals.

Ji Sheng quickly grasped the most critical point in this story: His Majesty, Mr. Niu, has a magical ability.

With this ability, they can completely escape from this world.

In other words, no matter how bad things develop in the future, they have to escape from this world and escape to the world just now, so that they can continue to live.

Even if they escape from this continent where their ancestors have lived for countless years.

It is a painful suffering for all members of the Ji clan; but as long as they can survive, they have hope and hope of returning to this ancestral land again.

When he thought of this, Ji Sheng asked Master Niu expectantly:

"Dear Emperor Niu, can I tell this top-secret news to the other leaders in the tribe? Please rest assured that these people can keep this secret well."

For this, Mr. Niu, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, nodded decisively and agreed.

He looked at the old guy in front of him, whose whole mental outlook was already quite different, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

As for the consequences of expanding the lie of the Shushan Divine Cult again, there is no way to worry too much about it now.

Then, Mr. Niu, who was a little bloated, asked again smoothly:

"If you have any other troubles, you might as well tell me and let me hear it; Mr. Niu, I am good at solving all kinds of troubles. Maybe I can help you solve it if you can."

In Master Niu’s estimation, this old man Ji Sheng must express his gratitude:

"The rest of the trouble can be solved by themselves. No matter what kind of trivial matter it is, a big shot like Mr. Niu needs to take action, right?"

Unfortunately, Mr. Niu's prediction was clearly deviated.

After hearing this, the old guy Yan Sheng immediately had a happy expression on his face and started shouting:

"There is really a big trouble, and it is a problem that we can't solve. Now we really need Mr. Niu, please help."

Mr. Niu: "I'll go! There's really big trouble..."

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Qingmu City, in the apse of the huge stone palace

This is also an important place for the Ji family to store fire.

At this moment here, Mr. Niu put his hands on his chest and listened to a skinny old man who was trembling even when he walked, talking about another big trouble that the Ji clan had encountered.

This skinny old man is naturally the shaman of the Ji clan: Ji Yuan.

But what is very different from the Luolei Mountains and related surrounding areas is that among the tribes in the Central Plains, the most powerful one is their clan leader.

As for the shaman who serves the fire, he can only be regarded as the number two figure in the tribe...

In a huge stone hall, there were only Mr. Niu, the patriarch and the shaman of the Ji clan, a total of three people here.

Ji Yuan's sharp, old voice echoed repeatedly in the stone hall:

"Because of the existence of fire, the drought in the Ji tribe's territory is somewhat milder than outside; but precisely because of this, the consumption of the power of fire has always been very high."

"In addition, because the population of the tribe has dropped from the peak of more than 3 million to just over 300,000 now; even if most of these people are young and strong men and women, the spontaneous weakening of the power of fire is also quite severe. .”

Having said this, Ji Yuan held a strange weapon in his hands and waved it repeatedly.

Soon, a ball of fire the size of a washbasin rose from the blazing fire pit in the center of the stone hall.

Obviously, this group of guys, who are not small in weight, are the most important fire seeds of the Ji clan.

As if he understood what Mr. Niu was thinking, the patriarch Ji Sheng looked aside with a wry smile and added: "Before wars and natural disasters occurred, there were at least three fires."

After hearing this, Mr. Niu's mind immediately imagined the scale of the current Blackstone Tribe's fire.

Then, he had no choice but to admit that the eight major clans in the Central Plains region indeed had quite profound foundations!

The big trouble of the Ji clan is naturally related to the tribal fire in front of them; under normal circumstances, as long as the Ji clan gradually recovers its vitality.

And they perform sacrifices from time to time, and after some time, their fire will naturally return to its original state.

Even becoming more powerful is not impossible.

But the problem they are facing now is that the fire has been severely damaged; if it is due to migration, the fire will be removed again.

Then it will definitely cause irreversible damage to the most important fire of the Ji clan.

In the future, even if the Ji clan recovers again, and even if it becomes stronger, there will be no way to recover from such damage.

Therefore, the two most important figures, the chief and the shaman of the Ji clan, pinned their hopes of finally solving this big problem on the awesome and coaxing Master Niu.

Who said that on the top of the city just now, this guy's statement was so decisive...

"What's that! The instant noodles just now were too salty and I drank a little too much water. Now wait for me. I'll help you solve this problem after I go to the toilet."

Using the shameful excuse of "Urine Escape", Mr. Niu successfully bought a short period of time.

Of course, this guy also knows that this big trouble must be solved today; otherwise, on the one hand, Mr. Niu's face will be completely lost.

On the other hand, he was very certain that such a fire crisis definitely did not only exist in the Ji clan.

All the tribes that need to be relocated this time are definitely in trouble. The specific situation of many tribes is far worse than that of the Ji tribe.

After hiding in the simple toilet, Mr. Niu saw that no one followed him.

Immediately, he called out hurriedly: "Uncle Xiantian Bagua, did you hear this? Come out and help!"