Comprehension Starts With Cultivating Spiritual Roots

Yang Buyi and Yirong glanced at each other, seeing a glimmer of dawn, and immediately found the clan elder and the sacrificial elder.

"Two old men, why do you call us gods?"

Yang Buyi asked indifferently, the two of them hadn't shown the ability to fly before, and being called so by them, they have many associations.

"Because the costumes worn by the two gods and the statues of the gods enshrined by our tribe are somewhat similar, we call it that way, but after seeing the abilities of the two gods, our guess is correct." The sacrificial old man said respectfully.

"The statue of the god?" Yang Buyi's eyes lit up, and they said in a hurry, "Can you take us to see the statue of the god?"

"Yes, the two gods, please come with me!" The old sacrificial man put a stick on his crutches, and walked forward to lead the way.

All the way through the neat stone houses, the four came to the back of the tribe, where there was an independent, small stone temple.

"The two gods and the statues of the gods are here." When he came to the front, the elder sacrificed to the elder said piously, and then he and the clan elder went through a dignified and mysterious ceremony outside the stone temple. The pious appearance seemed to combine the spirit and soul. They are all pinned in the stone temple.

Yang Buyi and Yirong glanced at each other, and didn't rush in, just waited quietly.

After the ceremony of the clan elder and the sacrifice to the elder was completed, it was seen that the two gods of Yang Buyi did not enter, but were waiting for them, and their expressions were slightly panic and more respectful.

"Two gods, please!" Their bodies bowed slightly, reaching out their hands to indicate, and their hearts became more respectful and approved of the two gods in front of them.

Yang Buyi nodded and then entered the stone temple.

Looking up, I saw a tall stone statue of ordinary people on the stone platform. The stone statue was dark and slightly old, but it was clean and the outline of the face was clearly visible.

It was a kind-looking old man with a gentle smile on his face, and he looked approachable, gentle and kind.

The stone statue is lifelike, three minutes into the carving, Yang Buyi not only saw his smile, but also saw a faint melancholy between his eyebrows, as well as a faint relief.

A stone statue with such a rich expression made Yang Buyi a little surprised.

However, when I saw the gown worn by the stone statue, I was shocked and excited.

Because he discovered that the stone statue was actually wearing the clothes of Dongfuzong many years ago. He had seen relevant illustrations in the book "The World of Common Cultivation".

Yang Buyi took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and asked, "Two old men, how long has this idol existed?"

"The tribe has been passed down from generation to generation. I heard from the previous generation of sacrificial adults that this statue of the god has existed for thousands of years." The sacrificial elder said truthfully.

"Thousands of years?" There was little time difference between what he had guessed in his heart, and Yang Buyi continued to ask, "Do you know the origin and whereabouts of this god?"

"The origin of the gods is mysterious. I heard that the sacrificial ancestors of the previous generation encountered them when they went hunting in the mountains more than a thousand years ago. That time the gods rescued the entire hunter team and the tribe survived."

"So far, my wooden spirit tribe has regarded him as a god, and the god also lives in the tribe."

"During that time, although the gods often went out, they would still return to the tribe after two or three years." Said the sacrificial old man.

Go out often? The brother who came to think about a thousand years ago must be looking for a way out.

Yang Buyi was overjoyed and continued to ask, "What happened after that? Where did the god go?"

The sacrificial old man didn't know why the god in front of him was so interested in that god, but this was not something he could figure out, and he continued religiously:

"It is said that the god has been flexible for more than two hundred years, and when he is dying, he will turn into this god, and will always bless my wooden spirit tribe!" The sacrificial old man took a pious look at the god above.

"What? You said this stone statue was made of Spirit Stones?" Yang Buyi's heart was shocked, "The senior brother who was a thousand years ago actually sat here? So...that is to say. , He didn't find a way out?"

Yang Buyi suddenly raised his head and looked at the stone statue. He actually understood the melancholy between his eyebrows in an instant. For hundreds of years, he could not find a way out. He was sad and distressed. At the last moment of sitting down, he finally let go of his heart. When Shumei’s obsession, a hint of relief finally emerged.

"Have you not found a way out for hundreds of years?" Yang Buyi couldn't help but feel disappointed. Yirong also noticed the look in his eyes. Under Divine Sense, he also understood everything, her eyes dimmed even more.

The two of them walked out of the stone temple, sat quietly on the grass in front of the tribe, looking at this strange place, they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"You said, don't we never get out? We will all die here, right?" Yirong hugged his knees, trembling slightly.

"Maybe, maybe not!" Yang Buyi slowly lay on the grass.

"You said, I will never see my grandpa, right?"

Seeing Yirong suddenly embracing her knees and crying low, Yang Buyi was slightly startled, looking at her trembling back, hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, and suddenly laughed: "We can't die if we fall into the devil's nest. Fortune and life are great, and falling into it should be a kind of chance and luck."

"But... we can't get out... My grandfather doesn't have much medicine in his hand..." Yirong said, sobbing directly.

"The brother accumulated blessings and virtues for us. As soon as we came in, we were saved by the people of the Wood Spirit Tribe. He searched for hundreds of years. Although he could not find the way in the end, he turned into a stone statue and stayed here. I hope we continue to look for it, and he will definitely bless us younger generations in the Spirit of Heaven."

"Before the worst result, please don't give up. Keep looking. There is always hope."

Yang Buyi suddenly stood up with a smile. Although there were concerns in his heart, one of the two of them had to be on the side of hope. He raised his eyes and scanned this beautiful secret realm, and said with a smile to Xiang Yirong.

"In my hometown, old people used to say that more laughter will lead to more luck. Going out more can discover more opportunities. Maybe the way out is not far away, maybe we are stepping on it. Just stepped on it."

He smiled slightly, squatted down, wiped away the tears for her, and stood up and said, "Come on, I'll take you for a walk!"

Yirong raised his head slightly, seeing his brilliant smile, hesitating, in a trance, as if seeing hope, inadvertently, slowly stretched out his slender white palm.

As soon as Yang Buyi grasped it, he took her to the sky.

Along the way, the mountains, grasslands, and rivers have a panoramic view.

The flowers are splendid, the grass is fragrant, mixed with the smell of earth, and they are constantly pouring into the tip of the nose.

Below is a plain of flowers, endless, colorful and exotic flowers make this plain full of life.

氤氲 Spiritual Qi, like a thin smoke, hovering among a hundred flowers, under the sunlight, it is as gorgeous as a colorful haze.

Snow-white rabbits, cute ah ah mice, colorful deer, jumping between flowers and plants, full of spirituality.

Yang Buyi and the two passed by, and no one spoke, so they flew quietly.

Suddenly, a little golden light in front attracted Yang Buyi's attention. He immediately pulled Yirong and flew down, and came to the front of Jinguang, and found that it was actually a golden flower.

"Look, I'll just say that there will be good luck if you walk around!" Yang Buyi marveled at this magical place, is the panacea overflowing? One side also smiled to Yirong.

"Golden Flame Flower?!" Yi Rong slowly returned to his senses, quite surprised, and recognized the flower in front of him.

"Look, what's that?" Yang Buyi Yuguang saw something, suddenly lowered his head and pulled it up, and handed it to Yirong.

"This is... Sword Grass!" Yi Rong's gloomy face finally had a slight change in expression, and he quickly reached out and grabbed it.

"Look, this is luck and chance, what you need, just like this is held in your hand, trust me, we will definitely find a way out!" Yang Buyi smiled and took the opportunity to cheer her up.

"Thank you!" Yirong suddenly raised his head and whispered to Yang Buyi.

"Go, let's look for it again!" Yang Buyi smiled slightly, and when he said, he found it, and Yirong followed.

"This is Seven Star Grass!"

"Water-soluble flowers!"

"Oxtail!"

"Gallest!"

A low whistle kept ringing.

Along the way, Yang Buyi harvested a lot of low-level elixir, and Yirong also found a lot of sword grass!

They were all quite surprised, what exactly is this place, there are elixir everywhere, treasures everywhere?

The two gained a great deal, and they also returned to the Wood Spirit tribe before dark.

In the moonlight, Yang Buyi took out the pill furnace he had bought from Wanbaohang, sat on it, holding the pill refining handbook in his hand, and looked at it with relish.

He was faintly excited after receiving so many elixir from such a rare treasure!

Since he can't find a way out for the time being, he wants to take this opportunity to learn about pill refining with the help of this treasure of opportunity.

Not far away, Yirong saw him, walked slowly over, and said, "We can't find a way out. You are still interested in reading."

"We have gained so much today, this is a good sign, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, we can find a way out, don't worry, we will definitely be able to go out." Yang Buyi smiled at her slightly.

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