Chapter 1614 The High Priest of Origin, the Incurable Dao Injury!

"Okay!"

After a brief pause, Tushan Cangyue readily agreed to Ji Dingtian's invitation.

In fact, since entering the Origin Fairyland and seeing the mysterious things here, they are full of curiosity and want to go to the Origin Tribe to see it.

By the way, many doubts in their hearts are resolved...

After getting the consent of Tushan Cangyue and others, Ji Dingtian did not hesitate and immediately took them to the Origin Tribe.

...

The Origin Tribe is built on the mountain!

And it is still a long distance away from the lake where the Yin-Yang Life and Death Flower is located; under the leadership of Ji Dingtian, they drove for half a day and finally arrived at the Origin Tribe.

Although the Origin Tribe is called a tribe, the tribe they belong to is not as primitive and wild as everyone imagines.

Looking up.

I saw that on the ancient sacred mountains, there were many divine palaces and fairy palaces standing in a row, and all kinds of magnificent pavilions, towers, and floating island fairy palaces, which made Lin Wudao and others dazzled.

Everything presents the grandeur of the holy land of immortals; it is as if this is not a tribe, but an ancient and mysterious immortal tribe.

Whoosh!

When Ji Dingtian led everyone to the Origin Tribe, suddenly, a brilliant immortal light descended, turning into a young man in the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

"Meet the tribe leader!"

"Tribute, the high priest sent me to tell you to let your guests go to the Origin Temple, where he is waiting for you."

"Okay!"

Ji Dingtian responded, then drove the immortal boat and followed the young man.

About half an hour later, everyone came to the highest and largest sacred mountain in the surrounding area.

The first thing that came into view was a majestic and magnificent temple.

The temple was made of an extremely huge rock, and under the sunlight, it flashed with a huge divine brilliance.

Standing in front of the Origin Temple, Lin Wudao and others all felt an ancient and vast atmosphere.

This is where the Origin Tribe worships the gods.

But!

What surprised and astonished everyone was that there was only a temple on the sacred mountain, but there were no statues or shrines in the temple.

In addition, Lin Wudao did not feel any divinity or true spirit in the Origin Temple, and even the divine power had completely dissipated.

"There are no gods here anymore..."

While murmuring, they followed Ji Dingtian and entered the interior of the Origin Temple.

The temple is a world of its own!

When Lin Wudao and others entered here, the first thing they saw was the empty altar, with no statues, no incense, and no offerings.

Nothing.

And under the altar, there was an old man in a red robe wearing sacrificial clothes sitting cross-legged. He did not look good, and there was a strong smell of desolation and decay around him.

His vitality also seemed extremely weak.

Anyone could see that the old man in the red robe in front of him had run out of energy and was about to reach the end of his life.

"The Origin Ji Clan, the High Priest Ji Tianhuang!"

Lin Wudao's eyes swept over the red-robed old man, and he instantly knew his identity and origin.

Ji Tianhuang was also an innate creature, and had a complete Dao title. Seven Dao marks shone deep between his eyebrows.

From those marks, Lin Wudao felt an extremely powerful force, which seemed to be no weaker than him and Tushan Cangyue.

"It turns out that the High Priest of the Origin Ji Clan is a Seven-Seal Title Holder."

"It seems that my strength should be about seven Dao marks."

"I just don't know how they got these Dao marks; did they survive seven Dao title disasters?"

Lin Wudao was confused.

In addition!

He also sensed extremely serious Dao injuries from Ji Tianhuang, and this injury also contained a trace of special power.

…

"Greetings to the High Priest!"

"Greetings to the High Priest!"

When Lin Wudao and the others were looking at Ji Tianhuang, Ji Dingtian, Ji Hongyu and others also knelt down and bowed with great respect.

"Everyone, please stand up."

"Please take a seat, just treat the Origin Tribe as your own home, no need to be polite."

Ji Tianhuang waved his sleeves, and a fairy light bloomed, turning into seats next to him.

Seeing this.

Lin Wudao and others thanked him and sat down immediately.

"High Priest, these are creatures from the outside world. This is Tushan Cangyue, the High Priest of Qingshan Divine Kingdom, and this is Yin Siming, the Great Heavenly Master..."

"Everyone, this is the High Priest of our Origin Tribe. If you have any questions, the High Priest can answer them all for you."

Ji Dingtian took the initiative to introduce.

When he finished speaking, Ji Hongyu behind him immediately placed the jade box containing the Flower of Life and the Flower of Death in front of Ji Tianhuang respectfully.

"High Priest, this is the Yin-Yang Life and Death Flower that Ji Shan, Ji Yuan and I cultivated. It should be able to heal the Taoist wounds on your body."

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"Well, Hongyu, you are thoughtful!"

"However, the Yin-Yang Life and Death Flower is useless to me. You can keep it for yourself. It may be helpful in the future."

What?

Useless?

When Ji Hongyu and others heard this suddenly, they were shocked and their eyes widened in disbelief.

All the original flames of hope were extinguished at this moment, and even the clan leader Ji Dingtian showed strong uneasiness at this time.

"High Priest, isn't this Yin-Yang Flower of Life and Death capable of curing all injuries? Why is it useless to you, old man?"

"Isn't it enough to say that a Yin-Yang Flower of Life and Death is not enough?"

Ji Hongyu couldn't help but ask.

In order to cultivate this Yin-Yang Flower of Life and Death, she, Ji Shan, and Ji Yuan spent thousands of years and paid a lot of effort and price in order to use it to treat Ji Tianhuang's Tao injuries.

However!

Now Ji Tianhuang told them that the Yin Yang Flower of Life and Death was of no use to his injury, which made Ji Hongyu and others feel an unprecedented sense of disappointment and frustration.

There is a feeling that thousands of years of hard work have been wasted...

Ji Tianhuang saw the reactions of Ji Hongyu and others, but he did not feel any surprise and did not show any other expressions.

"Actually, Hongyu, I have seen everything you have done over the past ten thousand years."

"The reason why I don't stop you is that on the one hand I'm afraid of damaging your confidence and belief, and on the other hand I want to let the Yin Yang Flower of Life and Death restrain you."

"According to your character, if you learn that the Yin Yang Flower of Life and Death is ineffective for my injuries, you will definitely try other ways to find better elixirs outside."

"However, the world outside is so dangerous that you can't even imagine or cope with it."

"In comparison, staying in the tribe is the safest."

"The people of my origin Ji clan are dying day by day and can no longer withstand major blows. My Tao injuries can no longer be cured, so naturally I can't put you in danger."

"So, you don't have to feel sad or sad. You have to know these things sooner or later."

"It's a white lie..."

Ji Tianhuang sighed.

The words reveal the sentimentality towards the tribe of origin, as well as the sigh and helplessness for the future of the ethnic group.

Even though he is a powerful seven-seal sealer, he cannot change the future of the tribe.

We can only reduce losses as much as possible.

"High Priest, what do you need to heal your wounds? Is there really no hope at all?"

Ji Hongyu asked reluctantly with red eyes.

Ji Tianhuang is the most respected, outstanding, and powerful being among the Ji clan. He symbolizes the glory and glory of the Ji clan and is the true anchor of the sea.

Even if there is a glimmer of hope, Ji Hongyu hopes to win it.

However!

Faced with her questioning, Ji Tianhuang just shook his head and said nothing.

Then, he set his sights on Lin Wudao and others; when he saw Tushan Cangyue, a touch of shock and concentration flashed across his old eyes.

Both shocked and fearful... (End of chapter)