That is the change caused by eating too much of the fruit of witch luck.
Although Yan Mo wanted to make some noise to prove that he was indeed breaking a very powerful curse, he didn't expect to make such a big noise.
Of course, he still couldn't see how big and obvious the green light spread outside was when he was underground.
In fact, the green light is quite beautiful, green and full of vitality. But in the eyes of the preconceived tribal people, this green light is really weird no matter how they look, many people quickly backed away, afraid of being touched by the green light.
But fortunately, the green light only covered the land of the earthen house of the snake-human tribe, and it didn't spread out much, but the light was very bright.
Ding Yue and his party were in shock in the distance, and the long-haired youth Zhichun asked the cool man Shuyi in a low voice: "Is there really a curse on these four bone vessels? Why didn't the big witch say anything?"
"The Great Witch never speaks easily." Shuyi said a long sentence on a rare occasion.
Zhichun was thoughtful, could it be that the witch didn't see the curse on those bone vessels? Or did he see it and deliberately let them take these cursed bone vessels to other tribes? Zhichun is more inclined to the latter. In his eyes, the great witch of the tribe is the same existence as the god.
Tuqiu tugged at his brother, "Brother, if we don't know that it is the power of curse, look at that light, does it look like there is a baby underneath?"
Rabbit Roar was overjoyed. After being told by his brother, when he looked at the land again, he really had the desire to go forward and dig it.
If Yan Mo knew that Tuqiu said this, he would definitely give him a thumbs up.
Child, you are telling the truth!
Yan Mo looked at the green vines in the underground space and rubbed his brows.
After spending another Yuanjing brought from the Bone Carrying Area, he learned from Zanbu that, except for the door, among the four bone vessels, the other three pieces are all separate and complete bone vessels.
Of the four bone implements in front of him now, three of them are in the state of being activated but have been filled with Yuanjing, and one is still in the original state, and this almost wastes a Yuanjing he brought out from the Bone Land.
There is also a spiritual force hidden in the fish bone fossil, but it is not so aggressive, it is more cunning. When it is activated, it turns into a big fish bone. According to Zanbu, the bone was originally a fierce fish in the river, named Tiger Jiao, with a flat body and a snake-like tail, is extremely fierce when it is born. After death, it is made into a puppet. It can help the Bone Refining Clansmen to fish in the water and attack enemies on the shore. The Bone Refining Clansmen generally use this kind of Tiger Flood Dragon as a puppet. For wading and fishing tools.
Yan Mo looked at the skeleton of the Tiger Jiao, which had become bigger and changed into a full picture, and guessed that this kind of fish was probably the ancestor of the crocodile.
He tried to get in touch with the spiritual power on the fish bone, but although the other party was cunning, the nature of wanting to devour power was still there, especially when the spiritual power found that the spiritual power that tested it contained the power to make it afraid, so it Quickly retracted, there was no such thing as fleeing or attacking like the previous snake puppet.
If Yan Mo didn't know bone refining or if his spiritual power hadn't improved, he might not be able to detect this deeply hidden spiritual power. Now he has noticed it, and with the thought of killing by mistake, he released the fruit of excited witch luck—— He didn't want to leave a remnant soul by his side who might assassinate him.
Maybe that remnant soul can't harm him, but there are other people around him, even Yuan Zhan, whose spiritual power can't compare with him, if the other party swallows Yuan Zhan or other people's souls, or "infects" them Who is he, who is he going to cry to
After the fruit of witch luck devoured the spiritual force on the fish bone, it refused to withdraw into Yan Mo's body, and the vines spread everywhere in the basement, and the bulging head even took the initiative to push the Guibiao bone vessel .
There is also spiritual power in this model, but it is very weak, similar to Cannian, what is more strange is that it actually has twelve strands of spiritual power remaining.
When he took off the egg-shaped crystal that was not consumed much from the fish bone and installed it on the bone vessel according to Zanbu's instructions, the bone plate part of the gubiao suddenly split, as if all the merged fan bones were opened, but not half. The arc is a full circle spiral.
It is said to be spiral, because this slightly thick bone plate has become twelve thin crystal bone plates of different lengths, but the length is extremely regular. The previous twelve notches are actually bone plates joined together. left traces.
The thin bone stick that was originally inserted at one end of the bone plate also changed. Not only did it become a central column, but two small discs emerged from the top of the head. The two disks are larger at the bottom and smaller at the top, and there is a gap between them. A thin bone needle is attached to each disk.
And each of the twelve lowermost bone plates has a residual spiritual force, none of which are aggressive, so weak that they are about to disappear.
But even so, none of the fruits of witch luck was missed, and they were all devoured!
Yuan Zhan was most curious about this Guibiao-style bone vessel. He touched the enlarged bone vessel from which the crystal was removed, and asked, "What is this? What is it for?"
Yan Mo was still so surprised that he didn't have time to stop the fruit of witch luck from devouring the twelve residual spiritual powers. When he found out that it was too late, he could only sigh a pity. After pondering for a while, he replied: "Zanbu said that this is a tool used by the big witches of the Bone Refining Clan to divination the world and inquire about the gods. It is called Wentian."
"Oh? Then can you use it?"
Yan Mo shook his head first, then nodded again, "Zanbu said that only their great witch and his disciples know the purpose and real usage of this bone vessel. But their past great witches and their disciples will not come out to answer these questions. Most of them fell into a deep sleep."
Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Even so, this bone vessel belongs to the Morgan tribe. If their priests figure out how to use this bone vessel, wouldn't they be able to contact more gods?"
When it comes to gods, Yan Mo is also very confused. Zanbu told him that the big witch of the bone refining clan can communicate with twelve gods. These gods have their own incarnations in this world, and Wentian has twelve bones of different length There are twelve strange creatures depicted on the board.
Interestingly, Zambu also said that these twelve gods will not come to this world together, because their power is too powerful, and coming together will cause the world to collapse, so they take turns, and one god will take care of the world every year . For this reason, the Bone Refining Tribe regards twelve years as a round, and names the twelve years according to the names of the twelve gods, and it is said that a child born in a year will be looked after by the gods of that year.
When Yan Mo heard Zanbu say this, two big words popped up in his mind: zodiac signs!
Isn't this the otherworldly version, perhaps the origin of the most primitive twelve zodiac signs
Yan Mo didn't know why there were twelve zodiac signs in his original world and home country, and he didn't seem to have an exact statement about when the twelve zodiac signs started, and the twelve zodiac signs of each ethnic group were not exactly the same.
Yan Mo wanted to ask Zanbu when the story of the twelve gods started and what they did, but unfortunately Zanbu didn't know too much, and only said that only the great witch knew about the gods.
"Mo?" Yuan Zhan patted his head amusedly, why was he always distracted.
Yan Mo came back to his senses, "It's not completely wrong for me to say that this bone vessel can tell the time. Back then, the bone refiners used it to distinguish the year, month and time. The bone refiners did not call it Wentian, pay attention Look, this bone vessel is actually divided into upper, middle and lower parts. The bottom twelve bone plates of different lengths represent the year, and the middle disc with four equal parts and its bone needles represent the year. The four seasons, the small bone plate and pointer with twelve notches on the top refer to the twelve hours of the day. The two hours I told you before is equivalent to one hour."
After hearing the explanation, Yuan Zhan finally understood.
Yan Mo continued to explain: "After inlaying the Yuan Jing, Wentian has the energy to move the bone needles. When we activated it just now, the bottom twelve bone plates were all unfolded and then retracted, leaving only one The root is on display. The bone plate on display with the corresponding god carved on it indicates which god is in charge of the year. According to this instruction, the bone refiner will offer his favorite to the god at the vernal equinox and winter solstice. Zanbu said that this is very important, every god likes different sacrifices, so don’t make a mistake, otherwise it will bring disaster to the Bone Refining Clan.”
"Is the bone plate it exhibited just now this one?" Yuan Zhan pointed to a bone plate that depicted a serpent with a human face that seemed to be flying in the fog.
Yan Mo also looked over, "Year of the Dragon? Year of the Snake?"
"Dragon?" Yuan Zhan didn't know what a dragon looked like, although according to the name of the three cities, there were many beasts with the word "dragon" around them.
"Dragon is one of the most powerful beasts." Yan Mo carefully looked at the other eleven bone plates, but did not see any patterns similar to dragons and snakes.
"Why should they be divided into long and short?" Yuan Zhan raised a question that was ignored by Yan Mo.
Yan Mo was stunned, and thought carefully for a while, "I speculate that maybe the twelve gods of the Bone Refining Clan are also divided into strong and weak? Or there are other meanings, but Zambu didn't say anything."
"I think it should be divided into strong and weak." Yuan Zhan took it for granted.
"Then this god with three eyes, eight arms, and a ball-like body is the most powerful." Yan Mo smiled, and the two looked at the longest bone plate together.
At this point, the secrets of the four bone vessels are basically solved, except for the largest disc with a hole in the middle, which is said to be a door as a result of witch luck.
Because Zambu didn't recognize what the bone vessel was, and he didn't even know its purpose. He only affirmed that the disc was not a complete bone vessel, and some key things were still missing.
"There is only one disc left. It is a pity that Zanbu said that this bone vessel was probably refined long after his death, and he does not understand the purpose of this 'new' bone vessel." Yan Mo said Here, the gaze once again turned to the vines all over the basement floor, and the green light emitted by the vines.
"Hey, are you enough? There is nothing for you to eat, can you come back?"
Wu Luck Zhiguo shook the small bag, refusing to go back.
Yan Mo had a bad feeling, he felt that he seemed to be unable to suppress the fruit. At the beginning, old Sama said that a large amount of flesh and blood could not be directly fed, so what about mental strength? Old Sama didn't say that this broken fruit also likes spiritual power.
To build Jiuyuan, cultivate the fruit of witch luck into the son of life, and also reduce the scum value by a large amount. These three things are very important, but these three things are still related to each other. The news of the fruit of the witch luck may have leaked out on him, which led to the imminent construction of Jiuyuan, so that he didn't know whether to let him go first. Jiufeng took him to the human face Kunpeng tribe to ask the correct way to raise the son of life, or build Jiuyuan as powerful as the three cities first.
"dad!"
Yan Mo was taken aback, "Son?"
Yuan Zhan raised his head, and he seemed to vaguely "hear" the voice of a child.
"Father, don't feed Wu Wu a lot of meat! Just a little bit."
"Shut up!" Another fierce boy's voice sounded.
"It's so fierce... Dad, hit him!"
Yuan Zhan grabbed the small bag and reprimanded: "Don't kill brother!"
Yan Mo, "..." Who will tell me what happened? So who can you not invest so fast
The vine wrapped around Yuan Zhan, but it seemed to be a little intimate to Yuan Zhan, it only tightened him and didn't attack him immediately, maybe it gave out affection
Yuan Zhan relaxed his hand and touched the small bag with the same expression as touching the head of his naughty son.
Yan Mo felt that he should hurry up and take a trip to the Black Forest to ask old Sama what was going on and what he should do.
"Father, Wu Wu ate a lot of meat, he will become fierce and eat me!" The soft child's voice tried to complain.
"Shut up!" Wu Luck Fruit—let's take this voice as Wu Luck Fruit's original consciousness, it seems that he can only say these two words
Yan Mo finally came to his senses at this moment, is it because he absorbed a lot of mental power? His son's weak soul has also become slightly stronger, and even his speech is almost the same as before, and even the expression of the consciousness of the fruit of witch luck has become clearer.
At the same time, Yan Mo felt relieved, because he hadn't heard Dudu's voice for a while, and he was always worried whether Dudu's soul was swallowed by the fruit of witch luck, and it was okay. Maybe the guide didn't want to trick him into going crazy
"You two... Uh, get along well and don't make trouble." Yan Mo was still a little confused, the surprise came too suddenly.
"Father, Wu Wu said that if you often feed him delicious food, he won't eat me."
Wu Luck Zhiguo didn't say to shut up this time, and acquiesced.
Yan Mo raised the corners of his lips, yo, you know about taking hostages and making threats
"We have two sons?" The elder son is like him, while the younger son is soft. Yuan Zhan narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his expression is pure joy for his father. He is nineteen years old, and the other soldiers are like him. At this age, I already have children.
Yan Mo had a toothache and ignored him.
"Dudu, what do you need?" Yan Mo asked his son.
Tooting for a long time, I probably didn't know how to express it, but Wu Yunzhi threw out three words very impatiently and viciously: "Spiritual power!"
Yan Mo thought for a while, and asked carefully: "Do I want to train my mental power to be stronger, or do I want to devour a lot of mental power?"
The Fruit of Witch Luck replied in seconds: "Swallow."
But Dudu shouted: "No, Dad, I want yours. Yours is warm. Dudu is very comfortable and won't be afraid."
The Fruit of Witch Luck reluctantly forced out a few words: "Swallow, give it to me. Yours, raise him."
Yan Mo understood.
Before, the Fruit of Witch Luck absorbed some flesh and became a little stronger, and Dudu was also suppressed by him, maybe Dudu hid because of fear. But now, because Guozi swallowed a lot of spiritual power, not only his own consciousness has become more condensed, but also his spiritual power has also been greatly improved. His spiritual power has improved, which seems to be beneficial to both Guozi and Dudu, and Dudu has reemerged because of this. .
But what surprised him was that Dudu, who was so afraid of the fruit of witch luck before, was not so afraid of it, and the consciousness of the fruit of witch luck even tolerated this existence
What happened to these two little ones in his belly
"Mother!"
"What?" Yan Mo doubted his ears.
Dudu yelled happily again.
Yuan Zhan rubbed his ears, is the youngest son calling him
The main branch extending from the Fruit of Witch Luck swayed gently, and a thinner vine protruded from it, and a slightly smaller pouch protruded from the head of the vine. Stretched to rub against Yan Mo.
Yuan Zhan stretched out his fingers to caress the slightly thinner vine.
Yan Mosen is jealous! Why didn't his son rub against him when he came out, but went to touch Yuan Zhan first!
Xiao Xiao Bao seemed to want to express something, another slightly larger bag's vines suddenly rolled over, wrapped Xiao Xiao Bao, and quickly sank into Yan Mo's stomach.
The room full of vines just disappeared.
Yuan Zhan stared at Yan Mo's belly in disbelief, how could so many vines be taken in at once, and where are they all installed? How can this small belly hold it without bulging out
Yan Mo poked at him with a dark face: "Don't look at it, I won't be able to become a pregnant woman if you look at it again! The sooner we fix Jiuyuan, the sooner we can go to the human-faced Kunpeng clan to ask how to raise the child of life."
Yuan Zhan focused on the word "we", and he was very satisfied with this. Very good, his little priest can't do without him! In the future, he will feed his two sons more and more, and he will raise them both strong and strong.
"Let's go, you can go out now." Yan Mo put away the four bone vessels. After figuring it out, he got the most unexpected benefits, and he didn't feel so worried about the gains and losses of these four bone vessels.
If the snake-human bone puppet wants to show the most powerful power, it needs the ninth-level Yuanjing. He keeps the ashes, so he might as well exchange it with the snake-human race for some practical benefits.
Wentian is the most practical, and the energy requirements for Yuanjing are not high, but it has no other great use except for watching the time. Maybe the great witches of the bone refining clan used it as one of the sacrificial vessels to communicate with the gods. The family has disappeared, and the method of communicating with the gods has naturally disappeared in the long river of history. The twelve strands of spiritual power that were originally the strangest and possibly the most useful have also been swallowed by the fruit of greedy witch luck. nothing. And Zanbu also said that it is not difficult to ask the sky, he will study it, and he can do as much as he wants in the future.
The function of the tiger fish puppet is also good. What he likes most is its ability to swim automatically as a boat, but it happens that Yu Wu wants a bone treasure in exchange for the whereabouts of the blood stone. This is just right, and Yu Wu can probably use it as a toys to play with. After he studies this puppet thoroughly, he can exchange it. He thinks it is a good deal to exchange an ordinary puppet for the whereabouts of the bloodstone.
The last disc whose purpose is not clear, let's save it for now.
Yuan Zhan grabbed Yan Mo again.
Yan Mo looked at him puzzled.
"You just broke the curse and are very weak."
"Pfft!" Well, the acting is complete, he is not as dedicated as his family's thugs.
So, shortly after the people outside saw the green light disappear, they saw the mound suddenly parted from it, and two people walked out of it.
At this time, many people lit torches, and the Jiuyuan people lit the most torches, and the mound was slightly higher than other grounds, so people around could see it clearly.
The tall warrior walked out step by step with the frail boy in his arms, his face darkened.
The people from Jiuyuan and others who had friendship with Yan Mo all surrounded him, and the female elder of the Snake Race asked worriedly, "Is Lord Yan Mo okay?"
Because Dahe called out Yan Mo's priesthood before, it is not good for the snake woman elder to call him "Amo" anymore.
Si Shui also took a step forward, "Has the curse been broken?"
Yuan Zhan looked coldly, "He's tired, so we'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to say."
"Ah Zhan." Yan Mo stopped, raised his eyelids, and took out the bone stick with difficulty and handed it to the female snake elder who was worried about him, "The curse on it... I have broken it, you don't... worry anymore. Others... "
The boy's wrists were hanging down, as if he had passed out.
Both the female elder and Bai Yan looked apologetic and moved. The Mogan people, Ding Yue and the others were anxious about whether Yan Mo had broken the curse on the other three bone vessels, but judging by the faces of the Jiuyuan people, no matter how anxious they were, they couldn't ask any more questions at this time .
At this time, no one noticed that there was a young man among the Yanshan tribe next door to Jiuyuan, who kept looking at Dahe, Yuanzhan, and Meng with puzzled eyes, and finally his eyes fell on the young man in the arms of the tall warrior body.