Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity

On top of the huge wooden wheel.

The figure is graceful.

The leader was an old man in gray robe, with a majestic figure, exuding a dazzling halo, surrounded by true meaning, and extraordinary strength. He stood at the front of the wooden boat, overlooking everything below.

Suddenly, he looked around and seemed to have discovered something. He jumped directly from an altitude of five to six hundred meters. The speed was astonishing, and he landed on the ground like a cannonball.

With a loud "Bang!", a huge pit of three to four meters was directly smashed out of the scene. The ground instantly cracked and spread densely like a spider web in all directions.

After landing, the old man in gray robe looked around and looked at the crowd gathered around him, with a puzzled look on his face.

He is one of the elders responsible for recruiting disciples in Butian Pavilion, named Zhuo Yun.

According to past practice, when the sky just breaks, the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion will be crowded with men and women, old and young, who want to get started.

The scene was astonishing, really like a tidal wave.

But this time it was the complete opposite.

In order to prepare for this entrance ceremony and assessment, Zhuo Yun started preparations a year in advance. Today, he got up early especially to dress up and show off his expert demeanor.

But he stood in front of the mountain gate for nearly several hours facing the howling cold wind. It was almost noon and the entrance time for Butian Pavilion was about to pass. He didn't wait for anyone to come.

There were only a few sparse figures knocking on the door, and the total number of them all was not even as large as the Butian Pavilion disciples responsible for maintaining order.

This shocked him so much that he quickly gathered people to get on the flywheel and searched all the only roads leading to Butian Pavilion, inside and outside.

Finally, a large number of figures were found in the mountains and forests here.

There were several figures he was familiar with, and they were among the members who joined Butian Pavilion this time. The elders of his family had specifically approached him before and asked him to take care of them.

"What's going on? The entrance ceremony and assessment of Butian Pavilion are about to begin. Why are you still staying here?!"

Zhuo Yun blew his beard and stared, his strong energy and blood surged, and his voice sounded like thunder.

He was a dignified elder of Butian Pavilion and held a high position, but these people did not bother to lock the mountain gate and made him wait for several hours in the cold wind without saying anything. They actually came to such a remote place in the mountain, which made him furious.

Don’t they know that Butian Pavilion has its own set time for recruiting disciples every time?

Once you miss this time, you don’t know how many years you have to wait next time. Time flies and the good time may be wasted.

Unless you are truly a proud and talented person, this will be your most likely chance to enter Butian Pavilion.

"It's actually Elder Zhuo Yun from Butian Pavilion." Someone recognized the identity of the gray-robed old man and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

He is the elder of a family, but his family is not very powerful. It is just a small family with a population of several thousand. There are countless such families in the vast Western Region.

"Brother Zhang, what's going on? It's almost three quarters past noon. Why are you still here doing nothing? If you don't hurry up and lock the mountain gate, is it possible that the signboard of Butian Pavilion is not as loud as before? ??”

Zhuo Yun glanced at this man slightly, his tone could not be said to be too polite, but it could not be said to be unfamiliar either.

Not to mention the elders of small families, even the elders of top families rarely catch his eye.

"It's a long story." The elder of the small family shook his head, organized his words a little, and gave a general outline of what happened.

"Willow Village? Hijacking many big clans? How can there be Willow Village here? Are there other Netherworld King Pythons and Three-Eyed Ravens? How could such existences appear in this place?"

Zhuo Yun frowned, with a look of surprise on his face, and disbelief accounted for more than 90% of it.

This mountainous area is adjacent to Butian Pavilion. He has stayed in Butian Pavilion for hundreds of years, but he has never heard of a village named Liucun nearby.

As for the Netherworld King Python and the Three-Eyed Raven behind him, he directly selectively filtered them. If they existed like that, if they were really active in this area, they would have been captured by his sect long ago.

"I want to see what the hell is going on!"

Zhuo Yun looked slightly solemn and flew forward, heading towards the densest crowd.

But after a moment, his figure suddenly stopped.

Wherever he looked, his eyes were directly covered by a black body as big as a hill.

"It's actually the Netherworld King Python!"

Zhuo Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and he was stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

This is a genuine ancient relic, with noble blood and powerful strength. When it reaches adulthood, it can easily kill Suan Ni, dragon bird, and five-color phoenix.

Not even the Butian Pavilion has such a precious bloodline ferocious beast.

But then.

Zhuo Yun's sight was instantly occupied by another figure.

It was a crow as dark as night, with a wild and cold expression, and a third vertical eye between its eyebrows, as scarlet as blood.

Although it is not too big, and is almost insignificant compared to the Netherworld King Python next to it, it is full of ferocious power, like a big devil about to be born, and its aura is as vast as the sea, making it even more terrifying and intimidating.

Even he couldn't help but shuddered when he saw the crow with vertical eyes between its eyebrows.

"Oh my god, it's actually a three-eyed raven. It's a purebred vicious bird that has not even been recorded in detail in ancient books. It is said that it has been buried by the endless river of time and disappeared in the passage of time. Today, we can actually see it alive! !!”

Zhuo Yun swallowed hard. He didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. He stayed in place, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Such beings probably have their own place even on that small sacred mountain!

But what shocked Zhuo Yun even more was what came next.

Right in front of the Netherworld King Python and the Three-Eyed Raven, less than five or six meters apart, stood three or four human beings. Not only were they not attacked, but they were protected.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

This scene is so exaggerated that it cannot be described in words.

You know, it is clearly recorded in ancient books that if any other living being dares to stand in front of them, they will definitely be suppressed on the spot.

Whether it is the Netherworld King Python or the Three-Eyed Raven, they are both extremely fierce and ferocious beings!

He is a dignified elder of Butian Pavilion. In the past hundreds of years, he asked himself that he had seen some things and heard some rumors, but no matter which one, which one? Nothing was more shocking and frightening than what he saw before him!

For some reason, he suddenly remembered what the elder of the small family had said before.

"Is it possible that the Netherworld King Python and the Three-Eyed Raven really come from the so-called Willow Village?"

Zhuo Yun looked horrified. If this was really the case, this would be a big deal! ! !