Jealousy's vicissitudes of voice echoed in the hut, and Jealousy Lingxuan stared at the old man with unblinking eyes.
When this sound echoed, the world suddenly became silent, leaving only this ordinary movement filling everything.
The old man raised his right hand and grabbed it with his old and withered fingers. In an instant, the turtle shell engraved with runes was grasped in his palm.
The light emitted by the runes on the turtle shell faded away, revealing a dim yellow color. It looked slightly broken, as if it might collapse, but there was also a mysterious and unspeakable transcendental artistic conception that echoed around it.
"Peep!" As he spoke, the six-petal turtle shell trembled violently, as if being held by a mysterious force, and hung quietly in the air, emitting a dim yellow light.
The old man waved his hands outward at the same time, his eyes were like a sea of stars, and he sighed: "It turned out to be... a sign of an approaching catastrophe."
With a wave of his plain long sleeves, the six-petal turtle shell disappeared out of thin air.
Jealousy Lingxuan looked a little solemn and asked softly: "What kind of disaster?"
The old man gently touched his eyebrows with his fingers and cursed: "I don't even have the hair in my hand to ask for divination. Some of the divination cannot be explained. Once I say something I shouldn't say, the sky will change drastically, and there will be bursts of winter in the summer." Thunder, red mist appears in the sky, which indicates an ominous situation. The method of divination is against the heavens. It is all about not telling everything, telling half, hiding half. The divination is not complete, but a thread must be left. "
Jealousy Lingxuan nodded his chin as if he understood and did not ask any further questions.
Suddenly, there was a loud and urgent knock on the door.
Jealousy Lingxuan chuckled and said: "I'll open the door." The voice was still echoing in the same place, and his figure had already slipped out in one stride, came to the door, and carefully opened the wooden door.
With a "squeak", the door opened, but only a tiny bit of sunlight came in.
Because a giant three feet tall blocked the wooden door tightly. His skin was rough and angular, and there were three faint star marks between his eyebrows, but they were difficult to compare with the star marks of the ancient witch clan and looked very dim. Green veins appeared on his body, like countless squirming green worms, and an aura of calmness and self-power swept over him. It was obvious that this person had a high status in the witchcraft tribe.
After all, the three star marks have already explained his identity and strength. No one here dares to look down upon him in the slightest.
The man saluted, walked to a place two feet away from the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Master, something big has happened."
"Huh?" Yan Xie looked over and signaled him with his eyes to continue.
The man organized his thoughts in his mind, and after a while, he said softly: "A member of the Qiongqi clan is here, and I hope to have a detailed discussion with the clan leader!"
"The Qiongqi clan?" Zhu Xie stopped his movements and stood up from the chair. Obviously, this news surprised him.
"Yes." The three-foot-tall giant nodded.
"Humph, at the beginning, the Ancient Witch Clan had been dictatorial for eternity and suppressed the heavens for endless years. They had countless vassal races under their command, and they swore an oath to follow the Ancient Witch Clan to the death. After that, the Monster Clan rose up strongly and fought against the heavens, but the Qiongqi Clan cowered away. , preserve your strength, and still have the nerve to come to my witch club?" He snorted coldly, and his snow-white beard stood up.
Who could imagine that this seemingly ordinary tribe is the remnant of the Witch Clan
Well, that's not right. Although they have the blood of ancient witches, after countless epochs, this blood has become extremely weak.
The tall man lowered his head. He would not answer such a sensitive question.
On the contrary, Jealousy Lingxuan walked gently to the old man, tugged on his beard, and asked softly: "What are they doing here? Since the ancient war, our troops have been in seclusion, and now..." Although he is young, But as the grandson of the clan leader, he knew a lot more than the ordinary clansmen.
Sure enough, Jealousy glanced at him thoughtfully.
He cupped his hands and replied: "I don't know. I said that I would not tell you until I see the clan leader. My attitude is extremely determined."
As soon as the voice fell, the room suddenly fell silent, with only a little golden light shining.
After ten breaths, the old man tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a thumping sound, and muttered: "Send off the guests."
"Master!" Jealousy Jian was anxious and took half a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.
"Jiang Jian, don't you know why my remnants changed their surnames?" Yan Xie's eyes suddenly condensed and he looked over. There was a domineering aura bursting out of that thin and withered body, especially the three star marks between his eyebrows. They were all a bit brighter, and even half of the fourth faint star mark emerged. The sound was not loud, but it was like bursts of thunder roaring in Zhu Jian's mind, giving him a feeling of powerlessness.
"Thank you clan master for the suggestion." His throat vibrated and he slowly withdrew.
Jealous Lingxuan's eyes rolled around, showing a hint of cunning. He sat next to the old man, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said softly: "No wonder grandpa doesn't let me catch the spirit fish. It turns out that he has no intention of fighting for hegemony anymore."
"Strive for hegemony?" Jealousy stroked his beard.
His face was extremely solemn and he said seriously: "Times have passed and everything has changed. Our era has long passed, so why go out to stir up trouble? The ambitions of the Qiongqi and Jinwu clans are well known to everyone, and they are nurtured in the heart of the origin. He has been working hard for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one knows what cards he has now. If he joins rashly, even his bones will be swallowed clean!" The old man's voice was calm and calm, with a calmness that had seen through the vicissitudes of the world.
"I'm afraid we think so and some people don't." Jealousy Lingxuan replied.
"Hmph, who dares? I am the Lord of the Wu Clan!" When he said this, the domineering look in his eyes flashed away.
Jealousy Lingxuan quickly gave a thumbs up and said flatteringly: "Grandpa speaks domineeringly."
"You brat." The old man tried to hit him, but was easily avoided by Jealousy Lingxuan.
"Come here!" Jealousy glared, full of momentum.
Jealous Lingxuan didn't want to be fooled. He looked up at the beam and refused to speak.
The old man and the young man were stunned for a while. The old man's eyes became softer and he chuckled: "Lingxuan, why do you think the Qiongqi clan came to our door? Our three tribes have not been in contact for hundreds of thousands of years." After that, He looked at Jealousy Lingxuan with burning eyes. Obviously, this question had the meaning of a school test.
There was a different look in Jealousy Lingxuan's eyes, and he replied: "Hmph, when our clan conquered the heavens, we made countless vassal races swear an oath of their own destiny. As long as this contract exists for a day, they will all be afraid of it. Points. The oath of destiny is engraved in the avenue and witnessed by heaven and earth. Even if you want to violate it, you will have to pay a huge price. "
"Yeah." Jealousy nodded slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.
"What else?" he asked.
This time, Jealous Lingxuan thought for a while, raised a clear arc at the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Testing the strength of our unit, if you see that our unit is too weak, maybe you want to refine us into humanoid puppets." ”
The look of satisfaction in Jealousy's eyes became even more intense, and he asked again: "Then do you think it would be better for me to meet them, or not?"
Jealousy Lingxuan laughed slyly: "Grandpa, haven't you already made your choice? Are you still asking?"
When the old man heard that this was not an answer, he laughed heartily and seemed full of energy. He patted Ji Lingxuan's shoulder hard, feeling relieved that someone would succeed him.
Before I knew it, it was already evening. The sunset glow is red, dyeing the stream with a light red color, like a splash-ink landscape painting, vivid and lively. Jealousy Lingxuan looked at the rays of light pouring in from the window, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I have to go back, otherwise, my mother will talk to me again."
The old man stood up, added some oil to the lamp, nodded and said yes.
Seeing the back of Jealousy Lingxuan being stretched longer and longer by the setting sun, he took a deep breath and felt a chill in his heart. He moved his long sleeves and slid out the six-petal yellow turtle shell. He looked confused and said, "That's not right. , if it’s just the Tuqi clan that’s coming, the burning lamp shouldn’t be a warning, and the wick has turned into three petals, which is already a serious sign, what’s going on?”
After jealousy thought, he tapped his right hand twice in the air.
The cabin shook slightly, the floor cracked in vain, and a deep and dark passage suddenly appeared.
The old man stepped into it without any hesitation, and just as he entered it, everything returned to the way it was before in just a blink of an eye.
It didn't take long for a huge underground palace to appear in front of the Lord of the Wu Clan.
Above this underground palace, a huge yin-yang fish hangs upside down, with yang within yin and yin within yang, constantly rotating.
Under the yin and yang fish, an old man with a grimace sat cross-legged. A scar ran from the ear to the corner of the mouth, making the Zou Baba's cheeks even more ferocious. His Qi was blocked and his vitality was weak. It was obvious that his life was short, especially for him. Although his right eye is open, it has no aura and gives people a dull feeling.
"Senior brother!" The old man bowed his hands.
"Sit." The voice of the old man with a grimace was dry, like two old pieces of copper touching together. While speaking, he waved his long sleeves lightly, and a bamboo pavilion fell down. Two pots of good wine were warmed in the pavilion, and the heat was just right.
Jealousy didn't find it strange. His senior brother was an expert in divination, and he could predict and spy on fate for five hundred years. There was nothing in this world that could be hidden from him. Just when he was about to speak, the grim-faced old man raised his hand and sighed: "Drink first, this is the most important thing."
The old man smiled bitterly, took a sip of wine into his throat, and sighed: "This wine must be paired with dragon meat."
The old man with a grimace just smiled and didn't answer. This wine is a mixture of dragon blood and phoenix blood. This dragon meat is dragon meat warmed by the immortal phoenix fire. He is the only one here.
Now that the wine has been drunk, you can say what you need to say.
The old man with a grimace took the initiative and said: "I understand your intention, and the lamp is a warning. This situation has only happened three times in the history of the Wu clan. The first time, chaos reopened and the creatures evolved. The second time, our clan was defeated. , and this time, it’s the third time, and things are really going to change.”
"Is there a way to break the catastrophe?" Jealousy asked in a deep voice.
"There is always a glimmer of hope in everything." The old man with a grimace replied.
"Senior Brother, please give me some advice. The last bit of the Wu clan's blood cannot be destroyed in my hands." Jealousy bowed heavily.
"Junior brother, don't worry, everything is still unknown now. When I open the divination, I will figure out this secret, and the crisis of the Wu clan will be solved." He looked determined.
"Excuse me, senior brother." Jealousy bowed again.
(End of chapter)