Chapter 346: The Survivor's Keepsake, Fireworks Bloom

Shi Xuan smiled but didn't say anything. In the eyes full of suspicion and vigilance, he flicked the Yin-Yang Qi bottle, and a white mist came out of it, and then turned into a hazy drizzle, which fell on the seriously injured monks.

As the sparse drizzle slowly fell, the seriously injured monks' mouths were bleeding continuously, but it stopped immediately. Their faces quickly became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the painful groans that were still ringing just now disappeared silently.

Moreover, they seemed to have strength. They used their hands to grab the wounds that were barely closed by magic on their bodies, and opened those wounds. Then those wounds healed little by little in a scene that ordinary people could hardly imagine. First, some flesh and blood grew again, then closed up, and then scarred, and finally those scars fell off, revealing white new skin.

When the drizzle stopped, these seriously injured monks had sat up intact, you looked at me, I looked at you, and seemed to be unable to believe that you could actually survive and recover from all your injuries in such a short time!

The tribesmen around, including Ding Shi, all looked at the scene in front of them stupidly. They saw that the process that would have taken several months or even years to complete was completed in just a few moments. It was really like a dream.

Ding Shi was still calm. He quickly came to his senses, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Shi Xuan, making a loud bang. He said loudly: "Thank you for saving my life, thank you for saving my life." In his excitement, he only had this sentence in his mouth, repeating it over and over again.

The rest of the tribesmen, including those who had just recovered from their injuries, knelt down and kowtowed with the tribe leader Ding Shi, and kept thanking him.

Shi Xuan put away the Yin-Yang Qi bottle. Since the number of his Tiangang restrictions gradually increased, the nectar transformed from it could not only replenish the essence, but also the healing effect became more and more significant. Although it could not reach the point of regeneration of flesh and blood now, it would not be difficult to do it in the future. Shi Xuan said, "This is their fate. I just happened to meet them."

Ding Shi's mind was turning rapidly. What should he give in return? This kind of thing could not be asked by the immortal on the opposite side. He had to take the initiative to propose it.

Spirit stone? This immortal had such healing holy water, how could he lack spirit stones. Spirit herbs? The spiritual herbs in his own clan were all the goods of the Qi-inducing period, and the immortal would definitely not look down on them! The same is true for other materials. As for some strange things, even he himself did not know the use of them. Would he bring them to the immortal to choose?

Suddenly, Ding Shi had an idea and said to Shi Xuan: "The great kindness of the immortal, our tribe will never forget it. Here is a token, which represents the great benefactor of the immortal. And our underground tribes are of the same blood, and they are all derived from the same branch. The benefactor of my tribe is also the benefactor of all other underground tribes, including those who guard the holy land." This was said in a confused way, but the meaning was still clear.

Because there are many places for people to survive underground, but they are not big enough. Once a tribe develops to a limit, some people will be separated to find another place to survive, so these underground survivors are all from the same lineage.

Shi Xuan originally just wanted to make a good relationship, so that if his identity was exposed in the empire in the future, he could hide underground. Unexpectedly, the people of this tribe were grateful, so he nodded and said, "Since it is your intention, I will accept it with reluctance."

Seeing Shi Xuan agree, Ding Shi was very happy. Shi Xuan wanted to make a good relationship, and so did he. If he could slowly establish a solid friendship with this powerful predecessor, his tribe might also grow stronger. As for whether he was a member of the empire, it was irrelevant.

He took out a black token from his storage bag, which looked like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, and then bit his index finger and forced a little blood to drip on it.

As soon as the drop of blood fell on the black token, it dissolved directly into it. Seeing this, Ding Shi handed the black token to other cultivators around him. Those cultivators passed it one by one, and everyone bit their fingers and forced a little blood to drip on it. Except for those children of a few years old, everyone did the same.

Shi Xuan was slightly surprised. He did not expect that this token required such a complicated process to be made.

Perhaps he saw Shi Xuan's doubts. When the tribesmen dripped blood on the token, Ding Shi explained: "This dark token is an item given by the Holy Land to every tribe that seeks another place to survive. If you want to give it to others, you must have a complicated ceremony. We have simplified it a lot."

"So it is difficult to forge or rob, or even force it to be handed over?" Shi Xuan asked lightly. In this way, the value of this dark token is great.

Ding Shi nodded in agreement. After the dark token went around and returned to his hand, he took Shi Xuan to the ancestral tablet and asked Shi Xuan to put the dark token in front of the ancestral tablet.

The whole tribe knelt down in front of the ancestral tablet again, praising and praying with a melodious song that Shi Xuan had never heard before. As the song gradually came to an end, the ancestral tablets emitted white light, which intertwined with the blood light on the dark token and the breath left by Shi Xuan.

Ding Shi took out a small jade tablet and slapped it in front of the ancestral tablet. Suddenly, the intertwined white light and blood light shot up into the sky, passed through the thick rocks, and disappeared.

Holding the token, Ding Shi respectfully presented it to Shi Xuan with both hands. After Shi Xuan took it, he released his spiritual sense and felt it. He found that the dark token contained some blood spiritual attraction, so that people from other tribes could judge the authenticity. However, Shi Xuan was a little confused about the bloody white light that shot up into the sky at the end, so he asked: "I am a little confused, why do you want it at the end?" Pointing to the sky.

Ding Shi smiled and said: "I dare not hide it from the immortal benefactor. This is the news sent to the Holy Land. Every dark token sent out is a big deal. The Holy Land must be informed. Only in this way can the spiritual attraction in the token be formed. Those who hold this dark token can get help in every underground tribe. Even if they go to the Holy Land, they will not be able to enter, but they will get a lot of help."

The reason why people cannot enter the Holy Land even if they have the dark token is to prevent some people from deliberately helping the tribe just to enter the Holy Land as an insider.

After putting away the Dark Token, Shi Xuan prepared to leave. The formation he had set up would be activated in a while. If the Linyuan City cultivators came and encountered it, it would be bad. But before leaving, Shi Xuan asked a few questions casually.

"The Taoist book jade slip I read records that the underground survivors are the human race that was tempted and corrupted by ghosts. Although they got rid of the ghosts later, they are also incompatible with the empire. I wonder if it is true?"

Ding Shi and his clansmen did not expect Shi Xuan to ask this. They were full of anger. After a while, Ding Shi suppressed his emotions and said: "Let the immortal know that this is a fabrication and slander by the noble families of the empire! After the death of Xu Qing Tianzun, the small world disappeared. In order to fight for power, the two disciples of Xu Qing Tianzun did a lot of dirty things. One of them joined the noble families to attack. The cultivators of our lineage suffered heavy casualties and were forced to retreat underground."

Fight for power? To be honest, Shi Xuan was a little skeptical. In the past, 80% to 90% of the disciples under Xu Qing Tianzun were Yang Shen Zhenren. For them, power was really dispensable. Most of the things they were fighting for were other things. But Shi Xuan would not ask at this time, and turned to ask about another matter.

"Chief Ding, I wonder if there have been any Qi-inducing cultivators or women who are about to give birth missing in the nearby tribes in recent times?"

Ding Shi thought carefully before saying, "Except for a few Qi-inducing cultivators who disappeared for a period of time, women who are about to give birth have never disappeared. Could it be that the immortal knows who did it?"

Shi Xuan shook his head, "I don't know, but it should be the Yuan Tai Sect. There have been a lot of similar things happening in the empire recently."

On the surface, he was calm, but Shi Xuan was confused. Why did the Yuan Tai Sect leave the underground survivors who were easier to attack and do it in the extremely dangerous city under the supervision of the imperial formation? Could it be that one must be an imperial resident to breed the Yuan Tai and arrange the formation?

Or is it that the underground survivors have been attacked by the Yin wind and the evil spirits for a long time, and their physique is not suitable for use? Or is there another purpose?

Shi Xuan couldn't figure it out, so he let it go, bowed to Ding Shi and others, and turned into a breeze and dissipated in the cave.

Watching Shi Xuan dissipate strangely like bubbles, Ding Shi and the tribesmen looked at each other and couldn't say anything for a long time. What happened today was really beyond their expectations. The powerful monks who appeared inexplicably helped inexplicably. In order to curry favor with him and not be killed by the other party out of dissatisfaction, he and others gave away the dark token.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much. No matter what, the immortal has saved our tribe, and there is nothing wrong with giving away the dark token." Ding Shi seemed to be explaining to the tribesmen, and also seemed to comfort himself.

But the reactions of the tribesmen were beyond Ding Shi's expectations: some answered "that's right"; some knelt in front of the ancestral tablets, muttering to themselves, saying that the ancestors had appeared and sent a powerful immortal to help the tribe; some looked forward to the future development of the tribe...

A little girl of four or five years old looked at her happy mother and asked, "Mom, mom, will we not have to go hungry in the future?"

Ding Shi and some sober monks knew that the immortal was just a by-product, and it was still unclear whether he would come to help their tribe again, but now was the time when the tribe was seriously injured, so it might be more beneficial for everyone to keep hope.

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After Shi Xuan turned into a breeze, he quickly flew out of the crack in the abyss. Before that, he used his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings and found no traces of people.

After eliminating his own breath along the way, Shi Xuan spent some time returning to Linyuan City, and then bypassed the places with strict array monitoring, and finally returned to his room before the array he set up exploded.

The purple jade emblem gradually dimmed and returned to its emerald green color. Shi Xuan closed the window and looked out at the city in the distance, counting the time in his heart.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a green light shot up from the abyss underground. When it reached the middle of the sky, it exploded directly, turning into dots of green light flying in the air. Afterwards, red light, purple light, blue light, etc. came out one after another, also exploded into dots of light, reflecting the night sky in a variety of colors, beautiful and dreamy.

"This fireworks formation looks good." Shi Xuan touched his chin and said, this is the formation that simulates fireworks that he invented.