Ancestor, Watch Over Me

"In the stone pot, there is the power of the ancestors of the Qinglin tribe. That is the power of the king-level Tianmen. It can definitely refine the big wild bull monsters and refine the peerless great medicine divine liquid."

The words of the old village chief are inspiring!

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

The old sacrificial ritual who was dying suddenly seemed to be back to light, full of vitality.

Although there is no head and no face, the Heizi and the people of the Heilin tribe beside them all feel that the old sacrificial offering is absolutely "red and full of energy" at this moment.

"Aohara, you guys, help me!"

The old village chief yelled, and Qing Yuan and several young and middle-aged people from the Qinglin tribe walked out, and cooperated with the old village chief to play the Taoist Profound Imprint.

The lid of the stone pot has been closed again.

The bull head that Yang Shouan stretched out was also smashed in again.

"Buzzing"

The stone pot seemed to be activated, making a strange sound, rippling white light.

then.

An ancient character began to manifest at the bottom of the stone pot.

It was vague at first, but with the old village head Jieyin, the character became clearer and clearer. In the end, everyone could see the character clearly.

"Got"

The word was just as it was. As soon as it appeared, there was a hum of the void, and three law knives appeared!

The three knives were superimposed, the sharp aura was revealed, and the endless and terrifying intention to kill was spread, so that the void was silently annihilated and turned into darkness.

It was visible to the naked eye that the void above the Qinglin tribe turned into a dark night.

The word "刕" flew out from the bottom of the stone pot, manifested in the sky, emitting a bright light, like a sacred sun shining.

In the light, a figure appeared vaguely.

The figure, with three stone knives on his back, is a stalwart figure, with a kind of supreme domineering power to swallow the mountains and rivers of the universe.

Even if it was just a shadow, the endless pressure and noble aura made the sky change its color.

Suddenly.

The pressure is mighty.

The banning formation could not be stopped, and the terrifying coercion permeated, and the surrounding clansmen were all lying on the ground in amazement, unable to stand at all.

If this coercion and breath continue to spread, it will definitely shock the entire Great Wilderness.

But at this time.

At the head of the village, lightning struck the wooden willow stump, and the green willow bud swayed slightly, glowing with greenery.

The halo filled the entire Qinglin tribe, blocking the coercion and breath of the void figure.

Martial arts field, before the stone pot

The old village chief crawled on the ground, looking at the figure carrying three stone knives in the sky, crying excitedly and enthusiastically: "Knock to the sword ancestor, knock to the knife ancestor..."

The clansmen of other Qinglin tribes also followed.

The old sacrificial priest of the Blackscale tribe felt confused, which sword ancestor? ...

"Could it be..."

The old priest was at a loss at first, and then he was shocked and trembled as if he had remembered something.

Heizi asked in a low voice curiously, "Who is the ancestor of the sword?"

The old priest replied: "The strongest person in the Primordial Age, one of the ten masters of the ancestor Liu Changsheng, cut the Great Wilderness out of the supreme existence of Tianyuan with a single knife."

Heizi was shocked.

In the void, the figure with three stone knives on his back, dimly, a pair of eyes flowing with deep sword intent.

He seems to be alive and dead again, this state is very strange.

He was floating in the void, overlooking the vast wilderness, and seeing the vast wilderness, the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of the land, the scene of what has been a human being, as the years changed, could not help but feel depressed.

When I saw the center of the Great Wilderness again, in those big tribes, the sacred willows flourishing like clouds over the sky, I couldn't help but feel sad and nostalgic.

But when seeing those tribes using the willows as totems and cultivating the power of totems, there was a burst of anger. The three stone knives behind them trembled lightly, and there was a terrifying murderous intent pervading the black sky, making ghosts and ghosts appear in the black sky. .

This is the ancestor of the Qinglin tribe.

One of the top ten masters who followed Liu Changsheng's battle in the Taikoo period.

The ancestor Dao was angry, and the sky was endless.

this moment.

In the center of the Great Wilderness, several ancient beings and masters suddenly opened their vicissitudes of life and scanned the sky and the ground vigilantly.

In the Qinglin tribe.

In the void, Dao Ancestor suddenly calmed down, because in the stump of the old willow tree where lightning struck the village head of the Qinglin tribe, the tender willow sprout that grew out of the halo, calmed his killing intent.

He was curious, looked at Liu Ya'er in the village, but for a moment, his eyes were dumbfounded, as if he had discovered some incredible truth and secrets, an excited smile appeared on his face.

"The ancestors are immortal, and the reincarnation of a hundred generations will eventually return..."

The Dao Ancestor laughed, his heroic and majestic voice, mighty, like lightning shook the cloud, tearing the sky, spreading throughout the entire wilderness.

In an instant, countless people in the tribe in the center of the great wilderness looked up in shock.

Previously, those ancient powerhouses who had sensed the inexplicable killing intent suddenly got up and glanced in all directions with dazzling eyes, hoping to find the source of this sound.

However, this voice came quickly, went faster, and raged in the void, without seeing the source.

In the Great Wilderness, countless people from countless tribes were all confused and panicked.

But the tribes who believed in the human race Liu Changsheng, after hearing this huge laughter, all screamed excitedly, and the shouts were shaking.

In the Qinglin tribe.

The old village chief had already burst into tears.

He squatted on the ground, grabbed the ground with his head, and shouted at the ancestor of the sword, like a cuckoo screaming blood, sincere and sincere.

Void.

Dao Zu finally looked back and looked at the old village chief.

I also looked at the other tribesmen on the ground who bowed down to him. They were scattered, with only a few hundred.

"Qinglin tribe, has it fallen like this! Hey~"

Dao Ancestor sighed, his voice fell, and the old village chief and other members of the Qinglin tribe felt sad for a while.

And at this moment.

The Dao Ancestor in the void suddenly gave a soft voice, his majestic and deep eyes looked at Heizi who was kneeling beside the old priest.

"Hey, it's weird! It's weird! The ancestor of this little guy can't see through..."

Although Patriarch's voice was very soft, everyone could still hear clearly, and everyone couldn't help being stunned.

Dao Zu, is actually "commenting" Heizi? !

Heizi was also at a loss, panic, nervous, and at a loss.

On his side, the old priest stabbed Heizi three times with his finger, two times and one lightness.

This is the secret way of communication between him and Heizi, which means: Kneel and lick, get a chance!

Heizi immediately stunned, and hurriedly crawled out like a dog, crawled to the feet of the Taoist ancestor in the void, and respectfully kowtowed: "Junior Heizi, kowtow to the ancestor Dao!"

Ancestor Dao frowned.

He likes young people with spine, and is not a snob like a dog.

But this time.

Heizi spoke again:

"The younger generation grew up listening to the story of the ancestors of the swordsman. The most admired person in this life, the ancestor of Dao is second..."

Dao Ancestor was originally impatient Sunspot. Hearing this, he was surprised and curious: "The original ancestor ranks second? Who is the first?"

Heizi replied: "It's the junior master, his elder is the first person the juniors admire most."

When the sword ancestor heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Unexpectedly, you are still a child who respects the teacher, it is rare!"

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, his eyes sometimes resented, sometimes regretted, sometimes helpless, sometimes bitter.

Others don't understand Dao Ancestor's mood at the moment, but the old village chief knows one or two.

Because at that time, Renzu Liu Changsheng was defeated because of the top ten masters under Renzu's command, someone betrayed Liu Changsheng.

The top ten masters were trained by the ancestor Liu Changsheng himself. They were disciples, but in the end, they betrayed Liu Changsheng.

This matter is recorded in the ancient scriptures of Dahuang.

The Qinglin tribe was also a big tribe back then, with a long heritage. Although many secrets have been lost, this secret has been preserved and is known to the old village chief.

far away.

Heizi heard the praise and recognition from the ancestor of the sword, and he was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "The younger generation wants to practice the supreme swordsmanship. Carry forward."

This request is too shameless and very risky.

The old village chief and others couldn't help but change their expressions.

The ancestor Dao was angry, and Heizi was afraid that he would die and even the scum would not be left.

however.

The ancestor of the sword is not very human, he is bold and decisive, and his thoughts and considerations are profound.

His eyes were faint, staring at the sunspot, his pupils flickering inferential light and destiny.

But even so, he still couldn't see through Heizi's fate, and he couldn't help being surprised.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Well, you and I are also destined, I will give you a law today!"

As he spoke, he pointed out, and a blade of light fell into Heizi's brow.

"This is the "Thirteen Swords of Heavenly Swords" and I will give it to you today."

Heizi trembled with excitement and kowtowed his head, thanking Dade.

Behind him, everyone else was surprised and envious.

The people of the Qinglin tribe, such as Qingyuan and others, have their envied eyes red and the jealous chickens purple.

Dad ancestor, you are our ancestor, so why did you bestow the law on an outsider?

"Ancestor Dao..." The old village chief kowtows, looking hesitantly.

Ancestor Dao glanced at the descendants of his Qinglin tribe, and after watching for a long time, he didn't find a aptitude against the sky, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

I think back then, in his era, the Qinglin tribe was a master like a cloud, and a demon like rain against the sky.

Today, the Qinglin tribe has fallen so far.

Seeing the lonely and pitiful expressions of his descendants, he felt a moment of softness, and two streams of light lit up, immersed in the eyebrows of the old village chief and Qing Yuan respectively, and gave them the law.

"Thanks to Dao Zu~www.wuxiaspot.com~Thanks Dao Zu!"

The old village chief and Qingyuan kowtowed in excitement.

Dao Ancestor no longer paid attention to everyone, and turned to look at the stone pot.

To be precise, he looked at Yang Shouan in the stone pot.

"Is it to awaken my power to refine this big bison?" Ancestor Dao was speechless, "a big bison also needs me to refine?!"

His tone was extremely disappointed.

"The dignified king-level Tianmen Xeon, one of the top ten masters of the ancestor Liu Changsheng, was awakened to train a cow?!"

"If it's a real dragon or a phoenix, that's fine. After all, it's an innate beast, but what is your bull?!"

"Are you insulting the ancestor of the sword?!"

ps: There will be a chapter in a while