Konoha's Legacy Master

Most of Uchiha Tunan's words were confused, but he could still understand the meaning of rejection in his words.

As a mortal, I instinctively feel awe of this extraordinary god in front of me, but I dare not continue to pray.

"I still have something to do, so I won't keep you here. It's fate to give you this Buddha statue."

Uchiha Tunan chanted softly, turned around and raised his feet on the water, slowly disappearing into the mist.

When Uchiha Tunan completely disappeared from sight, Kokaku's dim eyes moved to the Buddha statue in front of him.

But seeing this Buddha statue sitting cross-legged on a nine-petal lotus-shaped Sumeru throne, its surface is like the sun at noon, shining golden, which is really beautiful.

Involuntarily, he stretched out his hand and held the Buddha statue in his hand, turning it slowly and looking at it.

But it was discovered that the two sides of the Buddha statue coexisted.

The front view of the Buddha's compassion for heaven and humanity seems to touch the heart in a subtle way.

On the back is a Yaksha with a green face and fangs, his whole body is pitch black, and he looks terrifying and chilling.

The two sat back to back like this, the gold and black were distinct, but they were perfectly integrated and integrated.

Is this also a god?

No, it should be two.

Xiaojiao thought this in his mind, but he also realized that it was a dead object, and he did not pray to the Buddha statue stupidly.

Instead, he held the Buddha statue in his hands and hurried down the mountain silently.

Although this trip did not persuade the Mountain God to save Xiaoyu, the Mountain God himself said that he did not need human sacrifice.

As long as you tell your father about this, and have the statue of the god given by the mountain god as proof.

I believe that even my father would not dare to disobey it.

Time passes bit by bit.

Soon, it was sunrise.

Like a dazzling shrine, the sun finally revealed its face on the outline of the mountains.

By the river not far from the village, all the villagers in the village have been gathered, kneeling on the ground in rows.

In front of them was an altar built of dry wood that had been left to dry for a long time.

There is a pillar standing on the altar.

The little fish was tied to the pillar with a hemp rope.

In addition to small fish, there are also various unnamed fruits and dried meats on the altar.

The gap held up by the wooden stakes under the altar has already been filled with flammable hay.

Dajiao by the river stood solemnly in front of the altar, looking down at the villagers kneeling on the ground, and said loudly:

"From now on, our village will worship the great mountain god.

Sacrificial rituals need to be performed every year.

In this way, the mountain god will protect us from the attacks of monsters."

After saying that, he saw Dajiao by the river turning around and kneeling down, raising his hands high.

Then he bowed his head to the altar.

Perhaps because the scene they saw last night was so shocking, these villagers did not doubt Dajiao's words by the river.

All of them showed piety.

Spontaneously following the movements of the big horn by the river, he raised his hands and bowed towards the altar.

"Ding, get the recognition of pine nuts by the river."

"Ding, get the approval of the river dolphin."

"Ding, get the recognition of Yimu by the river."

"Ding, get the recognition of the riverside residence."

.......

On the top of the mountain, Uchiha Tunan, who was concentrating and absorbing the power of nature, raised his brows without leaving any trace.

There is absolutely no regard for these primitive identities, which have almost zero value.

After all, all they have is brute strength that even beasts cannot match.

Just as the villagers were collectively worshiping at the altar, Xiaojiao ran all the way to the back of the crowd.

"Hu~hu~"

The sound of heavy breathing caught the attention of the villagers, and everyone turned to look back.

I saw Xiaojiao panting and hunched over, holding a strange but unusually beautiful thing in his hand.

As the saying goes, a son knows better than his father. The big horn by the river knew that the little horn must have come to save the little fish.

He immediately stood up and crossed the crowd at a fast pace and came to Xiaojiao.

His eyes briefly glanced at the statue in Xiaojiao's hand, and then he looked directly into Xiaojiao's eyes as usual.

Xiaojiao looked up at his father, holding the statue's hand harder and harder.

From Xiaojiao's eyes, Bigjiao by the river seemed to see a hint of stubbornness.

This made Hebian Dajiao feel helpless and a little angry at the same time.

The two father and son just stared at each other wordlessly.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

What's more, it's a primitive village where civilization was in a period of ignorance.

At this moment, a villager who was as strong as Dajiao by the river stood up and walked to Dajiao by the river in a swagger.

He stared straight at the statue in Xiao Jiao's hand, then turned his head and glanced at the direction where Xiao Jiao came from, and then locked his eyes on the statue again.

With an honest look, he grinned and said in a loud voice: "Let me see where you picked it up."

As he spoke, he unceremoniously stretched out his palm as big as a futon and grabbed it towards the statue.

However, as soon as this strong man stretched out his hand, his wrist was grabbed by the big horn by the river.

The strong man secretly tried hard to break free, but obviously the big horn by the river was stronger and couldn't move.

The strong man's face turned slightly red from holding back, and he looked sideways at Dajiao by the river, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

I saw Dajiao by the river looking at his son expressionlessly and saying: "You are not needed here, go back and rest."

Xiaojiao, who wanted to save Xiaoyu, did not notice that the two were wrestling in secret. He slowly raised the statue in his hand and said in a deep voice towards Bigjiao by the river:

"Father, I just...uh..."

However, Xiaojiao was just halfway through what he said when he suddenly realized that the whole world had become strangely quiet.

In the field of vision, the scene in front of me quickly distorted, and the light dimmed accordingly.

Soon, the world in front of Xiaojiao became pitch black.

Only the two whirlpools transformed from the twisted scene still emit colorful light.

Gradually, the two colorful light sources gradually turned red.

Just like two drops of blood...suspended above...

It was the first time in my life that I saw such a strange sight. I was so frightened that Xiaojiao opened his mouth in horror. He subconsciously stepped back and staggered to sit on the ground.

After a long time, I didn't see any change in those two drops of blood.

Xiaojiao then swallowed his saliva and looked around in panic.

Nothing...

The whole world seems to have disappeared.

No more people, things, sounds, colors...

Xiaojiao, whose heart was filled with fear, had no choice but to hold his head with both hands and close his eyes tightly, not daring to face the strange scene above.

But for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in my body that kept urging me to raise my head...

And as time goes by, the urge to look up becomes stronger and has suppressed Xiaojiao's instinctive fear.

"Ka, ka, ka..."

Finally, the little horn lifted its head section by section like a mechanical puppet.

Suddenly, Xiaojiao's eyes widened, as if his eyes were about to burst.

A pair of scarlet eyes with strange black lines are reflected in the pupils.

Indifferent, heartless...

Perhaps it was an illusion, Xiaojiao felt that his body was gradually becoming colder, as if the blood was cooling and solidifying, and his body became even more rigid, unable to move even if he wanted to.

I don’t know how long it took before the eyes in front of Xiaojiao slowly dissipated.

At the same time, a strange and unforgettable voice came into my ears.

"Shh~"

This is...the voice of Lord Mountain God...

As soon as he thought this in his mind, the next moment, Xiaojiao felt like the world was spinning.

In the blink of an eye, he found that he was still behind the villagers, and his father and the strong villager were still standing in front of him.

It seems... everything just now was just an illusion.

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