"No, no, there must be a way, there must be a way to save it." Mu Hanyan said unwillingly with tears in her eyes.
From Ye Yi'an's tone, she also knew that there was nothing he could do, but no matter what, she was absolutely unwilling to watch the little auspicious beast die before her eyes.
Why can't I use my innate supernatural powers by myself, I have to rely on the protection of other gods to activate them, why is Ye Yanran not around, if she is there, Xiao Ruishou will definitely save the day! Mu Hanyan thought helplessly.
Without Ye Yanran, even if she was willing to spend her God's blood at any cost, she would not be able to save Xiao Ruishou.
"The radiance of God shines on the earth and bestows vitality on all things. The hymn of life is sung in the wind. Anunara Raboja Hashane, Bernia Nannazi Heye..." Sikong Qinglan's voice suddenly came from his ears. The sound of crooning.
Mu Hanyan in front could still hear it clearly, but what followed was a series of obscure notes.
Divine language! Mu Hanyan immediately realized that this was the language of God. Although relying on the constantly awakened Aolai memory, Mu Hanyan already has a lot of understanding of the language of God, but he still understands it half-understood.
Sikong Qinglan chanted in a low voice, and danced around the little auspicious beast, but this dance was bouncing and jumping, just like the chanting in his mouth, which was as weird as it was, and gave Mu Hanyan a feeling of deja vu. Feel.
Jump God! Mu Hanyan slapped his forehead fiercely. Sikong Qinglan's chanting and weird dancing posture at this time, don't they look like those low-level gods dancing with sticks in the remote and wild places of the Holy Court Continent? And even the solemn and solemn expression on his face was strikingly similar to those low-level stick dance masters.
Is it useful to jump to the gods at this time? Mu Hanyan would never believe those low-level magic sticks who can only deceive the wild and border people. As far as he knows, except for cheating money by psychological hints, those magic sticks have no real skills at all. Compared with Qu Shanling There is a big difference between the high-level magic sticks.
But this time, the great master that Sikong Qinglan danced completely took Mu Hanyan by surprise.
As he sang and danced, a light green halo suddenly appeared on Xiao Ruishou's body. Under the reflection of the halo, the surrounding barren mountains and plains seemed a bit green. Mu Hanyan could even clearly see that a few grasses protruded from the cracks in the rocks, swaying in the wind, full of vitality.
What surprised Mu Hanyan was still behind. Under the shroud of the halo, the aura of the little auspicious beast gradually stabilized, and the vitality did not continue to pass away, but circulated endlessly in the body, and the color of the body recovered. The original pink is delicate and full of luster, and it doesn't look any different, just falling into a sweet sleep.
Sikong Qinglan also stopped at this moment, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Mu Hanyan quickly reached out to support him. Only then did he realize that his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his complexion became as pale as paper. Obviously, it was not easy to jump the master just now.
"Lord Sikong, thank you for your help. I, Mu Hanyan, will never forget this kindness." Mu Hanyan said gratefully to Sikong Qinglan.
"You're welcome, Miss Mu. It's my honor, Sikong Qinglan, to do something for a natural priest of the gods." Sikong Qinglan hurriedly returned the gift, then hesitated, and continued, "It can be seen that Miss Mu is very happy. This sacrificial pet is extremely important, but in your capacity, it is really..."
Sikong Qinglan was really embarrassed to say what happened next, a dignified natural god priest took a pig as a sacrifice pet, even he felt ashamed for Mu Hanyan.
"Yes, I understand, thank you for reminding me." Mu Hanyan said vaguely.
No matter whether Liu Guang is the young master Qilin or not, even if it is really just a little piggy, she will never give up on it.
"The hymn of life is actually the unique magic technique of the Huayu Temple, the hymn of life!" At this time, Ye Yi'an said in a trembling voice.
Seeing Mu Hanyan's puzzled expression, Ye Yi'an explained again: "The Psalm of Life is the oldest priestly technique in Huayu Temple, and it can even be said to be one of the oldest priestly techniques in the entire God's Continent. It is effective, but since ancient times, few people can learn it, it is your luck, and it is the luck of this little guy, who happened to meet Priest Sikong, and he just happened to learn this magical technique."
It was only then that Mu Hanyan knew that Sikong Qinglan had such a great background in the dance, and she was very lucky.
"Actually, I just learned a little bit of fur by chance. I have never succeeded before. Seeing Miss Mu today is too sad, so I tried again regardless of the embarrassment. I didn't expect it to succeed." Sikong Qinglan Said embarrassingly.
Both Mu Hanyan and Ye Yi'an regarded him as modest, and didn't take his words to heart.
Seeing that the little auspicious animal was no longer in any danger and fell into a deep sleep again, with sweet snoring sounds from time to time, Mu Hanyan was completely relieved. After this accident, Mu Hanyan became more aware of the status of the little auspicious beast in his heart, and cherished it even more, carefully putting it in his pocket, just like before.
"Hey, what's this?" Mutu said with a surprised face, lying on the dirt pit dug out by the little auspicious beast, looking into it with his head.
Mu Hanyan and the others leaned forward and looked down, also showing surprise.
In the pit is a black rock sunken downwards, and a pool of clear spring water is accumulated in the depression. The most surprising thing is that although this spring water is located underground, it was dug into mud by the little auspicious beast just now. The stones flew away, but the spring water was spotless, as if an invisible barrier protected the outside.
It's no wonder that the previous red fruit was dug out from the soil, but it didn't touch any dust, as if it had just been washed in a clear spring. Mu Hanyan knew the reason now.
Looking closely through the spring water, the black rock below also exudes a mysterious and ancient luster. Mu Hanyan is sensitive to realize that the rock is unusual. The reason why the spring water is so strange is probably because of it. .
"This stone is a bit strange, take it out and have a look." Ling Baobao smacked his lips and said with bright eyes.
In addition to his unique love for food, this guy's ability to identify natural treasures is also extremely strong, and he can also see the extraordinaryness of that black rock.
While talking, Ling Baobao rolled up his sleeves and started digging, and Mutu also stepped forward to help.
Not long after, an oval-shaped stone slab about half the height of a person appeared in front of his eyes. Although the color was pitch black, it was still not stained with any dust.
"What is this?" Mu Tu asked strangely. The stone slab is elliptical around, but one side is concave and the other is convex in the middle, like a big water ladle, and it is extremely smooth, as if it has been carefully polished and carved, completely different from common rocks in nature.