Is this a conspiracy? Before Yan Mo nodded, this idea popped up in his mind uncontrollably.
Maybe the Maple Clan took him underground, and the old Sama came out to see him, and their series of purposes were for the present sentence
They were afraid of the fruit of witch luck in his belly, and wanted to kill him, but in order to fear that he would risk his life, they deliberately made such a show
The maple tree people seem straightforward, but it doesn't mean they are pure and stupid. No one stipulates that playing tricks is the patent of human beings.
Thinking about it this way, Yan Mo felt that even the matter of sitting next to the little sapling and letting it suppress the fruit of witch luck in his body was planned in advance by the Maple Clan, so even if he wanted to use the fruit of witch luck to attack, he couldn't do it.
And Yuan Zhan... Maybe they sent him here on purpose, just to make him a drag on him who just upgraded and acted badly.
The more Yan Mo thinks about it, the more he feels that this kind of thing is very possible, but... there is another thing in his heart that he thinks that old Sama didn't want to harm him.
Promise him first. Anyway, if he wants to run, no one can stop him. As long as he leaves the threat range of the sapling of the returning soul tree, he can use the fruit of witch luck to launch an attack. As for the original battle on the stone platform, he can take his Fainted and sent to the laboratory of the second space.
Yes, if the other party really wants to harm him, he can also hide in the laboratory if he has no escape, and then use his own immortality to find a way to get that branch out.
It's a long story, but Yan Mo hesitated for a few seconds, and when he chose to nod, Old Sama laughed first.
"Son, do you know why you are both Sama, this seedling can suppress the fruit of witch luck in your body, but me and Sama on the ground can't?"
"Why?" Yan Mo actually thought about this too. He thought about two possibilities. The first is that the old Sama was lying in order to protect the seedling of the Returning Soul Tree, and that seedling was not the future Sama of the Maple Clan at all. Second, there are secrets that he doesn't know about this seedling of the returning soul tree, and he doesn't think that old Sama will tell him.
"It's also related to the fact that I want to plant branches into your body." Old Sama seemed to be thinking about whether to tell Yan Mo the secret of the clan.
"If this is a secret of your clan, you don't need to tell me." Yan Mo pretended to be generous.
Old Sama said slowly, "You have obtained the fruit of witch luck, and the fruit of witch luck has also chosen you. From now on, you will be charged with the mission of incarnating the son of life. Compared with other human beings and intelligent creatures, you want your child back You may be the least likely to be tempted by the fruit of witch luck. For this reason, as long as it does not harm my family, I will do my best to help you."
"Maybe I'm lying, maybe I just want to deceive you into a way to control the fruit of witch luck." Even Yan Mo couldn't help feeling a little ashamed at this time.
Old Sama shook his scepter, "I can tell whether you are lying or not. My child, I will try my best to tell other Longevity Clans about this. When you meet other Longevity Clans, they will do their best to help you." You, the Son of Life is really very important to the Longevity Clan. If it hadn’t already chosen you and was too aggressive towards the Longevity Clan, I would have left it to raise it by myself. But you also have to remember that although the Longevity Clan will help you You, but other intelligent creatures are likely to choose to snatch the fruit of witch luck, especially humans and humanoids."
Yan Mo expressed his gratitude first, then frowned, "Could it be that the fruit of witch luck can change hands?"
"Before it grows enough to communicate with you and connect with your soul, anyone can have the fruit of witch luck. So this is why those human tribes couldn't help being tempted by the fruit of witch luck before, just want to hurry up One of the reasons for becoming powerful. The reason why the growing fruit of witch luck can only be killed at a great price is because it can affect the person who raised it through soul connection, and the person who raised the fruit of witch luck often They are all great witches and priests in the human tribe, and I think you understand the power and influence of these people in the tribe."
At this time, Yan Mo was already recalling who knew who he had obtained the fruit of witch luck, and wondered if he could silence all these people.
It's a pity that there were many people watching him being sucked into the stomach by the fruit of witch luck, and he didn't pay special attention to who was around him at that time.
I just wish this could have been kept a little longer. Thanks to the fact that it is still a world where news is basically delivered by shouting, at least he doesn't have to worry that the news that he got the fruit of witch luck will spread all over the world overnight.
However, once the old priest Qiushi, and the big witches of the Shi and Sun worship tribes knew that Jiufeng was related to the Jiuyuan tribe, they would probably guess that the fruit of the witch's luck fell into his hands.
wait! Yan Mo suddenly changed color. The great witch of the Sun-worshiping tribe must have known about it. When Yuan Zhan and the others went to negotiate terms with the Sun-worshiping tribe, Jiu Feng showed his face.
It's a pity that he didn't know about the fruit of witch luck at that time, and he didn't take it to heart. If he had known earlier, he would definitely not let...
But it's too late to say these things now, maybe he has to prepare for the future battles to snatch the fruits of witch luck from now on!
Time waits for no one, he can no longer leisurely go on. The tribe's city defense, military, agriculture, and animal husbandry must be quickly developed, and there are still manpower. He has to find a way to quickly get a large number of manpower who can fight, as well as a large number of women.
sky! many things.
If he didn't know that his son's soul was probably hidden in the fruit of witch luck, he, who was afraid of trouble, might find an appropriate time to sell the fruit of witch luck in exchange for a lot of profits.
But now, the fruit of witch luck is his son! Even if he sells himself, he can't sell his son. If he dares to snatch it, he will kill them all!
"Old Sama, please help me. I will repay the kindness you have shown me today! I will keep my word."
Old Sama told him the secrets of the clan.
It turns out that the Sama heritage of the Maple family is not cultivated by seeds, but by generations of Samas using their own branches for cultivation.
And it will only be done once in a lifetime, because although the growth of the soul-returning tree seedlings will not take away all the vitality of the surrounding land in a wide area like the undead tree, it will also require a lot of nutrients, which also makes the Maple Clan want to cultivate it at the same time. Several seedlings also become impossible.
At the same time, it takes a very long time for the seedlings of the returning soul tree to grow, and the seedlings are also very fragile, and they need the careful care of the elders during the growth period.
When the seedlings grow enough to take on the responsibilities of a Sama, the previous Sama is often very old. In order to ensure continuous generation and not let the Sama inheritance of the Maple tribe disappear, when the seedlings grow enough to take on the role of a Sama, the old Sama Sama will concentrate on cultivating the next generation of saplings of the returning soul tree until the end of life. The old Sama will become the nutrient of the saplings when he dies, helping it to grow the most important growth before the tree.
"The seedlings of the soul-returning tree don't have much attack power. In order to protect ourselves, before we can move freely, we will emit a scent that most creatures can't smell. That scent will disgust and scare our enemies. , that smell would hurt them too."
Speaking of this, the old Sama suddenly laughed and said: "This child seems to like your leader very much. It didn't reject him, and helped him recover faster. I think that silly child probably sensed the aura of the Maple family on him, thinking that he He is also a member of the Maple Clan."
Yeah, that animal is always lucky. Yan Mo thought jealously.
"You can choose whether to plant the branch now, or wait for your tribe to recover, or you can send all your tribe back to your tribe and come back to me."
"Then if your branches grow into seedlings..."
"No." The old Sama let out a muffled laugh like a drum, "The planting of the soul tree seedlings not only requires the special cultivation method of my Maple Sama, but also has special requirements for the planting place. This branch After the branch is planted in your body, although it will germinate due to absorbing the nutrients in your body, it will not grow to the point of a seedling, and your body cannot provide enough nutrients for it to grow, not to mention there are witches in your body. The fruit of luck competes with it for nutrients. Even if it can, without the cultivation and special growth environment of my family Sama, it will die in your body."
"Then what am I going to do?"
"You have to wait until the moment it starts to germinate, you will feel it. Once you feel it, you must immediately control it, absorb it, let your body assimilate with it, and then gain the self-protection ability of our seedlings, But how much you can get, and whether you can absorb it, is up to you."
"What if I fail?"
"When the branch dies, unable to grow any more, you die too."
Yan Mo doesn't think the guide will let him die, it is very possible for him to run around with a tree on his back or a few leaves on his head.
"But I don't think you will fail." Old Sama is obviously a tolerant person, and most of his voice is smiling, "When I approach you, I feel that your breath is a bit complicated, not just the blood of the longevity clan At that time, I couldn’t tell the difference. When I saw the carnivorous bee resting on your shoulder, I understood, have you ever eaten the offspring of an intelligent creature queen bee and assimilated with it?”
"You said what I ate were intelligent creatures?" Yan Mo's mouth twitched, eating bees and bee-eating people are two different things, let him dissect and study it, let him eat...he hasn't been perverted to this extent yet.
"Tell me what you ate first?"
Yan Mo had no choice but to say, "It's a descendant of the carnivorous bee queen bee, and it was also brought to me by our Jiufeng God." In the future, Jiufeng will send him delicious and fun food, does he have to get it in the laboratory for analysis first? After a while, consider whether to enter or not
Yan Mo roughly described the appearance of the offspring of the queen bee he ate, and what happened at that time and after that to old Sama.
"Haha!" Old Sama laughed, "It seems that the little Kunpeng really likes you. Well, you don't have to worry, even if the queen bee is an intelligent creature, its offspring are just ordinary before becoming a queen bee." There are many intelligent creatures in this world, and there are only a few, or even one, in a family."
Old Sama was very satisfied with Yan Mo's reluctance to eat intelligent creatures. Eating and drinking are instincts, as long as you can control them and have a bottom line. They, the Maple Clan, still rely on the bodies of living things to cultivate seedlings. Even if Yan Mo really ate intelligent creatures, it would feel nothing. Don't people even eat their own kind when they are hungry
Because of this, old Sama liked Yan Mo more. It felt that Yan Mo, a young man, was very different from the humans he had encountered before, not only physically, but also in behavior and speech. Its language and all kinds of knowledge are so rich that it surprises them. It is because they have survived for a long time that they formed the current language system and knowledge system, but human beings
Maybe this young man is really a priest who has been passed down by the ancestor god himself...
Speaking of which, the lingua franca spoken on the mainland is still taught to humans by the Longevity Clan first, but how many humans now know that this language system comes from the Longevity Clan
Old Sama withdrew his thoughts and comforted Yan Mo again: "You have already had the experience of absorbing other creatures, so this time you will probably succeed as well, as long as you can endure the pain and not lose yourself."
"thanks!"
So far, the matter has basically been settled, but the heart of guarding against others is indispensable. Yan Mo, who has a dark psychology, no matter how much he believes in the old Sama, he still subconsciously takes precautions. Reduce scum value.
So he chose to send all the burdensome people to the Jiuyuan tribe, and then come back to look for old Sama.
"You said before that crossing the Black Forest would bring you back to your tribe faster?" Old Sama asked suddenly.
"yes."
Old Sama's tone became serious: "Child, we must speed up. Some god's bloodlines have the ability to predict and see far away. Perhaps many intelligent creatures have already known the news of the birth of the fruit of witch luck, and may even know The fruit of witch luck is here with you."
Old Sama seemed to have made a decision to let Yan Mo rest here, while it retreated into the darkness, not knowing what to do.
Yan Mo pulled the corner of his mouth, and poked Yuan Zhan who was still recovering in displeasure, "Hey, when you wake up, you should work honestly. There are a lot of things waiting for you when you go back to the tribe!"
And his original idea of leaving the tribe and the original war had to be given up. He couldn't keep the fruit of witch luck alone, even if there were man-eating bees and nine winds.
Yuan Zhan didn't know anything at this time, and when he later found out that it was because of the fruit of witch luck that Yan Mo would stay by his side, in the Jiuyuan Tribe, and then give them the opportunity to truly become closer than brothers , Inseparable relatives than siblings, he was really pleasing to the eye with the fruit of witch luck, and he also became very interested in cultivating the fruit of witch luck, and this directly led to...
Don't mention it later, let's talk about the next day.