Fu Dian's face was extremely dark.
He never thought that Shuyi, who had high hopes from the whole tribe, would go and ask for a priest. Although the previous great witch left a final prophecy saying that Jiuyuan would be Dingyue's enemy before his death, Fudian didn't want to do it now. Just face Jiuyuan, especially after learning that the leader of the opponent is probably already tenth level.
Wait, could it be that Shuyi provoked Jiuyuan because of the influence of that prophecy
But even so, now is not the right time.
These thoughts flashed through my mind, and when I heard Yuan Zhan's question, I replied tit-for-tat: "Hehe, Shuyi is a high-ranking warrior of our tribe, if Master Mo Wu is willing to come to my Ding Yue, we will be brothers in the future tribe."
"It's better for Shuyi to come to our Jiuyuan directly." Yan Mo said suddenly, and looked straight at Shuyi.
Shuyi didn't care about Yuan Zhan's negligence, nor did they care about their chief's opinion. Seeing Yan Mo looking at him, Shuyi thought that was the case, he should be so brave and direct, just like...
Shu Yi couldn't think of a suitable adjective, he just felt that this little priest was different from anyone he had ever seen, and he thought so from the first time he saw him. The boy wasn't even pretty, but anyone who saw him couldn't ignore him.
He wanted him, wanted to conquer him, wanted him to look at him alone, wanted him to fall under him. He had never felt such a strong desire to possess anyone, not even the most beautiful girl in the tribe.
"Shu Yi!" For some reason, Fu Dian suddenly had a sense of danger that maybe Shu Yi would really run to Jiuyuan, and immediately called out a warning.
"I will get you." Shu Yi took a deep look at Yan Mo, then turned and walked towards the center of the open space.
Yan Mo didn't take Shu Yi's announcement to heart at all, the current him is not the same as when he first came here.
Yuan Zhan... No one knew what Yuan Zhan was thinking, but the way he looked at Shu Yi and Ding Yue was definitely not kind.
The spectators were disappointed, they thought that Dingyue would fight Jiuyuan, and they all hoped that the two new forces would fight first, what a pity!
Pine Needle enters the competition venue again, facing Shu Yi.
Luo Jue announced the rules of the martial arts competition, requiring neither of the two to damage the venue too much, let alone affect the surrounding people watching the competition.
If someone leaves the competition venue, or causes people around him to be injured and die, no matter how powerful he is, he will be considered a loser. In the process of the competition, no matter life or death, until one party admits defeat or is unable to fight again.
Afterwards, Luo Jue struck hard with both hands.
"boom!"
The witch elephant opened its eyes with a snap.
Fei Shan was worried and looked at him with anger in his eyes.
Wu Xiang smiled at Fei Shan, his dark and bright eyes looked so pure, not like an old man but more like a child.
"Don't you want to ask me what I saw?"
"I don't want to." Fei Shanshou reached into his bosom, only to find that he had finished eating the nuts.
The witch elephant moved with difficulty.
Fei Shan subconsciously stretched out his hands to prop up his body, trying to make him lie down more comfortably.
The witch elephant sighed softly, "I saw that the enemy has already arrived. We and the intelligent creatures all fought on our own, and then we were all broken, and we all turned into bones."
The corners of Fei Shan's eyes twitched. Is it right for you to speak such a heavy and terrible prophecy in such a light tone
"I want to look for our life, but behind a group of armored war beasts, there is a fog, I can't see anything..." Wu Xiang slowly closed his eyes again, fatigue showed from the corners of his eyes and brows, "but I heard singing …”
Fei Shan was taken aback, "Singing?" As far as he knew, the witch elephant always watched during the prophecy, and never heard the sound.
"Well, an ancient song, a song for offering sacrifices to the gods." Wu Xiang actually smiled, "It's the first time I heard a song in a prophecy, it's very nice, really nice. Fly to the mountains, find someone who can dance the sacrifice, Maybe that would be a wish…”
"Does anyone still know how to dance the real sacrificial dance?" Fei Shan frowned at first, then suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly went to see Wu Xiang, "Wu Xiang? Ah Xiang!"
There was chaos in the Wucheng stands. Master Wuxiang fell into a coma, and the healing priests stepped forward one by one, but they didn't see what happened.
The ongoing contest was forced to be interrupted, no, it couldn't be called interrupted, before Lord Wu Xiang had an accident, the contest between Ding Yue and Mu Cheng had already been decided.
After Song Zhen broke through to level ten, both his attack power and survivability were greatly increased than before, but no matter how powerful his attack was, he was useless in front of Shu Yi.
The surface of Shuyi's body is metalized, and even his eyes are not a weakness. Others don't know that this is metallization, but they can tell that it is not the same as petrification. Just looking at the strange luster of Shuyi's skin, it is also similar to stone. different.
Songzhen couldn't break through Shuyi's physical defense, and when Shuyi attacked, he hadn't yet shown defeat, and the high priest of Chaoge sitting in the stands actually took the lead in announcing surrender instead of him.
Shu Yi felt very dissatisfied. He hadn't used his ability much, but the pine needle retreated very quickly. He was about to cut off the pine needle's body when the guy pulled himself back to the stand by the roots under his feet.
Shu Yi, who was full of fighting spirit, had no way to vent his anger. When he turned around and seemed to be about to challenge the leader of Jiuyuan, something happened to Mr. Wu Xiang.
The challenge competition on the first day was interrupted just like that, but fortunately, the challenges of the two new forces had already come to fruition.
Master Wuxiang's coma was not expected by anyone, just as no one thought that the little priest of Jiuyuan could help the peak warrior break through.
There were too many unexpected things that happened on the first day of the party, and all forces had to reconsider and arrange after returning.
Originally, the witch elephant was in a coma, and this was the best chance to strike at the fruit of witch luck, but because Priest Jiuyuan could help soldiers break through, it was difficult for those who wanted to make a move, because everyone wanted their power to appear more tenth-level fighter.
It was about three o'clock in the afternoon when Yuan Zhan carried Yan Mo back to their residence.
The curse witch did not come back with them, the witch elephant was in a coma, and the people in the temple were unstable. If Feishan was not still there, maybe the position of the first high priest would have to be replaced.
The witch guessed, did the witch elephant just find an excuse to get him back to the temple before the competition, did he already expect something to happen to him
Although he is unpopular in the temple, there are very few people who are not afraid of him. When he goes back to the temple, he is the second-ranked high priest. With Feishan, he is enough to suppress some ambitious and greedy guys, at least The temple will not be thrown into chaos immediately.
The first thing Yan Mo did after he went back was to order Er Meng to find the curse witch and ask his master to help him collect some things.
The most urgent task now is to crack the slave bone, but he still lacks some key materials. In order not to let the watchers find out, it doesn't matter if he is too careful. and materials.
As soon as Er Meng left, Yan Mo gave La Moling another instruction.
After Lamo listened, he drifted away with a strange smile.
Only Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan were left in the room, while Huo Yuntian and Shouzhong consciously stayed in another room.
"Azhan, there will definitely be many people coming to us later, I want you to help me decorate the room first. First, you get a legless chair there and put me there." Yan Mo pointed with his chin a position.
Yuan Zhan did as he did, and after he finished covering the chair with animal skins, he hugged him and put him down gently.
"Then take off my pocket and put it under my right hand."
Yan Mo put his hands on his pocket, and with a thought, he took out the items he needed. The first one is the Bone Rat. He released the Bone Rat to patrol the surroundings, and allocated a little mental energy to it, so that he could detect any abnormalities around him.
To be on the safe side, Yan Mo also released the red wings and flying thorns he brought.
"These four braziers, you place them in the four directions of east, west, north and south, and put them in the corners."
"The brazier in the east, help me add these things one by one..."
According to Yan Mo's instructions, Yuan Zhan silently arranged one by one.
"After the four braziers are finished, you can help me draw some lines on the ground. Don't worry about making mistakes. You can correct them until the last step."
The lines are not complicated, and the starting point of each line is under Yan Mo's chair.
"Very well, now you take a bowl of my blood and use my blood to draw these lines again."
The original warrior paused.
Yan Mo comforted him, "This is a spell my master taught me. My blood must be used, and no one else will use it."
"What spell?"
"It's just a guarantee." During the three hours of pain, Yan Mo endured the pain and smiled: "Swearing with the spirit of battle is still too vague, we don't have time to go through all the people who come to seek refuge, we can only rely on general impressions Well, there must be good people and bad people, there are those who have ulterior motives and those who sincerely seek refuge. If they come to me for help to break through, I can directly manipulate them, but those who come for training methods or other purposes, I will not. It's good to control them."
When Yan Mo said this, he didn't blush at all, and he didn't feel guilty at all.
When Yuan Zhan heard that the priest had tampered with the person who helped the breakthrough, his expression didn't change a bit, as if he thought that Yan Mo should do this.
Yan Mo explained: "It's just a mental suggestion. Once they have the intention of betraying, they will lose everything they got from me and Jiuyuan, um, plus a little interest, so they will lose everything they had. If it’s a bastard with bad conduct, don’t worry, I can attack their soul directly.”
Yan Mo lowered his voice, like a bad child who has done something bad, proudly said: "Some people have weak soul power, and their souls don't have defenses at all, and some people even know how to build a defensive wall for themselves, but I directly protect their souls. The hint below is equivalent to leaving a secret door for me, no matter how strong their defensive wall is in the future, there is no way to stop me."
Yuan Zhan didn't ask Yan Mo if he did something to Huo Yuntian and Songzhen, because there was no need to ask, his Mo was never a good person in the true sense.
"Did you give me a mental hint?"
"Yes." Yan Mo jokingly said, "If you betray me, you may not die, but your soul will disappear, and you can only become a walking dead from now on."
Yuan Zhan nodded, and even smiled relaxedly, "That's good, then you will never doubt me, and I don't need to prove to you whether I am loyal to you."
Yan Mo... Well, he has to admit that this primitive savage is getting better at talking about love.
Suddenly, Yan Mo added: "You are different from others, if I betray you first, you will be free again."
This is still an unfair contract, if Yan Mo really gave him such a spiritual hint, but Yuan Zhan doesn't care. If Yan Mo betrayed him, he didn't need to attack him mentally, let alone destroy his soul, he would just catch him back and imprison him by his side forever.
Half an hour later, the reasonably spacious room was filled with smoke.
The smell of the smoke was very good, and when the smoke rose, it was strange that the lines drawn with blood on the ground gradually faded until they disappeared completely.
What's even more strange is that all the smoke violated the laws of physics, instead of floating upward, all of it concentrated towards the ground.
After a while, even the smoke was invisible.
Yan Mo opened his eyes and asked Yuan Zhan to put away the four braziers.
soon.
"Boom!"
"My lord, there is a soldier from Wucheng asking to see him, saying that he wants to join Jiuyuan."
Yan Mo looked up, "Let him in."
The first Wucheng warrior who came to the door was just a very ordinary fifth-level warrior. He was born and raised in Wucheng, and his divine blood had not been awakened.
After Yan Mo briefly asked the other party a few questions, he asked him to kneel on one knee and swear allegiance to him, and then agreed to take him back to Jiuyuan and teach him the new warrior training method.
After this soldier, it was as if a switch was pressed, and soldiers came to the door one after another, and ordinary people touched it.
The overall force value of these first fighters is not high, it is more like some kind of collective temptation.
At nightfall, more powerful high-ranking fighters appeared.
Yan Mo made the other party swear first, and agreed to help the other party break through as soon as he recovered. For those who really don't want to swear first, he doesn't force them.
The curse witch took time to come over.
He not only brought the materials Yan Mo needed, but also the latest news about the Wucheng Temple.
"The witch elephant is in a coma, and only Feishan heard his last prophecy. Feishan said that the witch elephant predicted that this land would be in great danger. Only by combining our strengths can we escape the danger, but now There are two questions. First, what does the crisis refer to, where and when will it happen. Second, how should the forces be combined?"
The curse witch laughed strangely at this point, "The second question is to put it bluntly, who is the leader, and how much effort each force needs to contribute."
Yan Mo was no longer in pain at this time, leaning against Yuan Zhan's arms and asked: "Then what is the result of the discussion among the high priests of Wucheng Temple?"
The curse witch curled his lips, "After arguing for a long time, I finally decided to use the ranking of this gathering. In short, whoever is the strongest will listen to whoever is the most powerful. In addition..."
The curse witch looked at his apprentice.
Yan Mo laughed, "Do they want me to produce as many tenth-level fighters as I can?"
"right."
"Yes, as long as the price satisfies me."
"Not limited to thirty-six people?" The curse witch was really afraid of this sudden divine punishment, and he was afraid that the apprentices he had finally recruited would be carried away by the gods.
Yan Mo smiled slyly, "Although the ancestor god said that he would only give me thirty-six guardian fighters above the tenth level, if the sacrifices offered to the gods are enough and good enough, I think the ancestor god will not be stingy to give me more. Give a few more places for tenth-level fighters."
Mr. Curse Wu understood, he smiled, pinched his apprentice's face and left, he wanted to find someone to release the news as soon as possible.
In the middle of the night, there were a few more people in Kuipa's side hall who did not belong to the temple of Wucheng.
"Ninety-nine times the fruit of witchcraft will be on that little priest, should we just let it go?"
"The witch elephant is in a coma. I don't know how long it will live. As long as we..."
Kuipa interrupted them, "The Feishan is still there, the witch is still there, and the leader of Jiuyuan is not easy to mess with."
"Master Naquipa, what do you mean?"
"Didn't the witch elephant predict that danger is coming? At such a critical juncture, those who have obtained the fruit of witch luck must of course shoulder the responsibility of protecting this land."
"You mean...?"
"Once there is a real danger, let Jiuyuan come forward. In addition, in the name of jointly resisting danger, let them hand over all the new training methods and breakthrough methods."
"That's a good idea! But what if they don't agree?"
Kuipa smiled lightly, "Although I don't know where the crisis will start, maybe it just happened to start from Jiuyuan?"
Several people present smiled knowingly.
"The Dingyue tribe can't let it go, their ability to control metal is quite terrifying, and the metal weapons they make are likely to surpass bone tools."
Quipa said decisively: "Then let them be responsible for providing weapons."
"It's strange, why haven't there been blood warriors who control metal before? Which god did they inherit their abilities from?"
"Didn't some people say that metal also comes from the earth? The God of the Earth gave birth to all things. It is not surprising that some abilities have not appeared before. Maybe this kind of blood has not been awakened until now."
"Yes, the bloodline ability like Kongcheng has never appeared before, but she is the last one to appear in the nine upper cities."
Someone contributed another valuable message, "According to the news from Yincheng, the leader of Jiuyuan is said to be a warrior of both civil and civil engineering."
"Hmph! No wonder Mucheng hooked up with them first."
"Shuicheng's attitude is also unclear. It is said that Jiuyuan is friendly with the mermaid clan, and the owner of Shuicheng has always claimed that their ancestors came from the sea..."
"Fengcheng heard that people in Jiuyuan face Kunpeng's protection, and they don't want to be an enemy of Jiuyuan. And the eldest prince of Yincheng, La Moling, is now serving in Jiuyuan."
"That is to say, among the nine upper cities, the four cities of wood, water, wind and sound are unreliable?"
"Just let them help Jiuyuan cope with the crisis."
"Yes, hahaha!"
Kuipa concluded: "The layout of the nine uptowns should have been changed a long time ago. What do you need so many uptowns? It takes time to compare the rankings."
Everyone else obviously thought so too, but who knows how many cities will be left in the end.
War is a crisis, but it is also an opportunity.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the moon has been hidden.
"Boom boom."
The Jiuyuan people had all fallen asleep, Er Meng turned over and sat up when he heard the knock on the door, and walked quietly to the outermost gate.
Shouzhong also heard the voice.
"Who?"
The voice of the crying woman sounded: "I, I am Miaoxiang. I have something important to find the former war leader. Please open the door. Hurry up! It's really important!"