The whole sect is reborn

Of course it is! Isn’t the ‘flesh and white bones’ you?

It was clearly a clear day under the blue sky, but Pingyuan suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold! He seemed to hear the sound of the blood in his veins being frozen!

In the dark, he had a vague feeling of not being good.

This bad premonition made Pingyuan subconsciously reject what he was going to hear next. He kept his eyes open, but felt as if he was blind and couldn't see anything.

In other words, he refused to see what might happen next.

But at this time, no one paid attention to his strange appearance, especially the pure white young man, who finally had a different expression on his face, it was a strange and playful smile.

"I'm not called 'Flesh White Bones'. After sleeping for so many years, could it be that my name has been tampered with?"

At this time, Zhu Fu and others finally opened their eyes in surprise.

Didn't the Pingyuan Village Chief say that the 'Routine Bones' were the saviors of their village? Even this longevity village was established because of this. Moreover, Pingyuan Village Chief and his family protected the 'Routine Bones' like eyeballs.

, These are not fake.

"Three hundred years ago, didn't you save the first five old people in Changshou Village? That's why they built a village here to protect your true body for three hundred years!"

"Three hundred years ago?"

The pure white figure slowly frowned, then recalled it for a moment before suddenly realizing.

"Oh, it's that person. I remember that his aura was very weak at that time, and he tried to talk to me... A mortal, he should be dead long ago."

"Ancestor, our ancestor has indeed passed away a long time ago. But in order to express gratitude for your kindness, we, the people of Changshou Village, guard your true body and do not dare to leave without permission. We have stayed in this forest for three hundred years."

Ping Yuan, who deceived himself and others, couldn't resist the respect for his ancestors in the end, so he managed to come to his senses and said these words reluctantly.

The surrounding villagers of Changshou Village all looked as if their world had collapsed and were at a loss. After hearing the words of their village chief, they nodded subconsciously, and then looked at the aloof pure white man with hope.

Young people are like looking at their own gods.

However, the aloof pure white god did not favor them. The pure white figure looked down at them with a feeling of compassion. However, in the eyes of the villagers of Changshou Village, he was so cold. In one sentence

The words drove them into the abyss.

"No, I just didn't stop them from settling here. After all, who cares whether the ants under their feet are in danger?"

"If you regard me as a god because of this, there is no need. Moreover, my name is not called 'Flesh and Bones' at all. Your ancestors and I have never spoken a word."

"This is impossible!"

Pingyuan suddenly shouted, refusing to believe these words at all. These completely different news from the previous village chief made Pingyuan almost collapse.

The pure white figure glanced at Ping Yuan, whose soul was a little unstable, sighed, and then directly waved his hand to bring up the scene here three hundred years ago for them to see.

At that time, Changshou Village was not as big as it is now. Under a towering tree, the old man with white hair and beard looked at the figure that flashed by, his face red with excitement.

"Master God! Master God, are you taking care of us? Can we live here and protect you?"

However, the pure white figure flashed past and landed on an ordinary orchid under the tree, without stopping at all.

As he said, he had no expectations for the ants in the world, so he would not stay for them. However, the old man who had seen him remembered this person who had just glanced at him, and

Consider it a god.

When the villagers of Changshou Village were desperate because of the difficulty of survival, this god came into being, and the real body was carefully protected by mortals. As a substitute for the god of Changshou Village, the sacred tree stood in the village and accepted

The villagers of Changshou Village worshiped and endured the possible dangers on behalf of the real "flesh and bones".

Those pictures were so real, even the cautiousness of the old man with white hair and beard when looking at the pot of orchids and the slight guilt when looking at the sacred tree were so clear that no one present could deny the authenticity of these pictures.

"Even if these things are not true, in the end, it is because of you that the villagers of Changshou Village can settle down and live happily in the forest. Moreover, it is they who have guarded your true identity for three hundred years."

At this time, Ling Junqian couldn't help but interject. He felt that even though this matter was slightly different from what they knew, the outcome of the matter was the same.

What this pure white young man said was too heartless, right?

Then, the villagers of Changshou Village heard the words that most destroyed their world today.

The pure white young man looked at all of them in surprise, showing an expression of incomprehension.

"It's not like I asked them to guard my true body. If they want to, what does it have to do with me? Moreover, even without their protection, will there be any problems with my true body?"

"I don't need the protection of you mortals. It's just wishful thinking and unnecessary."

"hiss--"

It seemed as if someone gasped for air near him. Zhu Fu turned around and saw only the villagers of Changshou Village with blank expressions.

Perhaps, in the short period of half a stick of incense, they had experienced something that was enough to subvert their own understanding, and they were a little unable to react at the moment.

This short sentence immediately shocked everyone in Changshou Village to the point of becoming speechless. It must be said that this pure white young man has a really powerful mouth.

Think about it, you have worked hard for three hundred years and even sacrificed generations of hard work and even lives for something, but you only got a word from others.

"I didn't ask you to do this for me."

So, are they just being sentimental?

So what does the three hundred years of hard work and hard work they put in for it mean?

At this time, Ling Junqian didn't know what to say, and what he experienced today also made him don't know what to say.

I originally thought that the sacred tree and the villagers of Changshou Village helped each other, which was a rare story, but I didn't expect that what these citizens of Changshou Village did was nothing at all in the eyes of this young man.

At this time, when the young man saw that they had no intention of asking further, he was about to turn around and continue to absorb the power of 'Ruo Gui'. However, Zhu Fu suddenly stepped forward and expressed his doubts.

"Since you are not 'meat and bones', then who are you?"