World of Cultivation

The 530th tribe

Not only is Zuo Mo, Wei Shengzong’s face is full of shock, even the stupid bird that has always been proud of the week, this time is very honest - the bone shelf is not easy to provoke! Among them, the only thing that calms down is the ghost.

A ghost quietly stood beside Zuo Mo, and turned a blind eye to everything that happened in front of him.

The crystal skeleton is crystal clear, and every bone is like a piece of art. The entire crystal skeleton is exquisite and beautiful. When the last bone flies into the skeleton, the entire skeleton suddenly shines brightly. The blue light spreads like a water to the surrounding area, and the sultry expression of the blue light is full of excitement.

The bones of the jade from the burning of the gods are not complete, and three bones are missing, namely the skull, a rib and a phalanx.

But this incomplete crystal skeleton, but there is no place that makes people feel uncoordinated, as if it should be. Wei Shengzong’s face was weird, and they suddenly had an illusion, like a hail in the ocean, as if they suddenly came alive and had life!

Zuo Mo also noticed the change of hail, he was shocked, divine!

This is divine power!

The magical power released by the crystal skeleton is extremely soft and soft, and it is almost invisible. If it is not the self-cultivation of the self, it is far more sensitive to other people than the others, and it is hard to detect!

Zuo Mo did not be too surprised because the skeleton released the power. The skeleton is from the burning of the sun temple. It must be from ancient times, and the relationship with the power is normal. He was surprised that this skeleton has life!

The power of the skeleton is weak, soft, but you can feel the life of it!

Although this life is very weak, it is indeed a breath of life!

Zuo Mo looked at the skeleton in amazement, joking, the bone shelf of tens of thousands of years suddenly resurrected, this... this is too much!

Fortunately, there was no other change in the bone shelf, and its light gradually subsided.

The monks who had been on the ground had risen up, and several older monks carefully stepped forward and lifted the skeleton and disappeared into the hail.

A middle-aged monk walked to the front of the left, he went to the left and did a very weird etiquette: "Respected guests, everything you have done for the monks, the monks will be remembered for generations! No matter when You are our friends!"

Although Mo Yugu was taken away by the other side, left Momo had some meat pain, but it was a disaster. He quickly said: "You are polite! I just happened to meet it!"

"Words can't express the gratitude of my family. Please go to the tribe for a few days anyway, so that I can wait a little for the friendship of the landlord!"

Zuo Mo is somewhat awkward: "I am sorry, we have to find a water cloud..."

The middle-aged monk glanced at the ghost and understood a little. Then he smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about it. We know that there are many places where the cloud cloud grows." Then he whispered to a monk next to him. Commanded, the language they said was very strange, they couldn’t understand it.

The monk nodded and bowed to Zuo Mo and others, then turned and disappeared into the hail.

"I have told him to pick the water cloud tires, and the water cloud tires are in the sea of ​​clouds. It is not uncommon. Just picking means is quite stressful, few people know. The water cloud tires are best taken when they are picked, and the family is somewhat small. Means can make it pick up and the effect is not reduced." The middle-aged monk is left to the left.

Zuo Mo’s face suddenly showed a happy color, and he quickly thanked him: “That’s a thank you! Thank you very much!” Wei Shengzong did not reveal the joy, it was really a break from the iron shoes, it took no effort!

The middle-aged monk waved his hand and smiled. "Compared to your kindness to my family, this little thing is not enough."

After that, I will quote to the left: "Guests, please!"

Zuo Mo’s expression suddenly became a bit weird, hesitating for a while: “That...”

The middle-aged monk showed a puzzled expression: "If you have something to do, open your mouth!"

Zuo Mo’s old face was reddish, and he pointed at the tears on the ground: “That... can I pick it up first?”

Zuo Mo did not notice that when he said this, the tearful female monk suddenly showed a touch of pink on his face.

The middle-aged monk laughed and saw that he had a hand, and the tears of the monks flew into his palm, and he immediately handed it to Zuo Mo.

Zuo Mo quickly took care of it, and he couldn't keep his mouth together. This tears is a good baby! It is definitely not a normal baby to be able to say "good baby" in the mouth of Pu Yao.

Following the middle-aged squatting person, the original ice-cold hail, as if to know them, became a chilly, unspeakable comfort.

The middle-aged monks are very talkative and very enthusiastic, and they are constantly introducing them to the monks. I have long known that the origins of the deaf people are okay, Wei Sheng and Zong Ru are stunned and isolated from the ancient tribes of the ancient tribes?

"I don't know if the skeleton is..." Zuo Mo curiously and cautiously asked, he was somewhat worried that the problem touched the other party's taboo, but could not stand the heart is really curious.

"That is the totem of the family, called 岚!" The middle-aged singer shines with excitement and excitement in his eyes. He then sighs quietly: "Since the family moved to this world 10,000 years ago, it didn't take long. The totem of this family suddenly disappeared, and we lost all the feelings with it. From then on, the weaker the power of the monks, the only life in this deep sea of ​​clouds."

"Totem!" Zuo Mo suddenly realized that he had a lot of speculation about the skeleton, but did not expect it to be a tribal totem.

The monks lost their sense of confrontation, and it must be that the Temple of the Sun took the donkey into the burning of the gods.

The sun tribes fell, and even their last temple was smouldering, and the cockroaches it had caught before, survived stubbornly.

Zuo Mo said these origins, and everyone was full of embarrassment.

The middle-aged monk nodded: "It turned out to be a sun tribe, then it's no wonder! Hey, although isolated from the world, there are always one or two daring people who break into the hail. We know this. I heard that ancient times, Has it died out outside?"

Looking at the middle-aged people, there are still some unrelenting expressions. Zuo Mo does not know how to comfort, can only nod.

The middle-aged monk was silent, and the news was confirmed. The last trace of luck in the heart was shattered. For a long while, he did not understand and asked: "Why are they going to die?"

Zuo Mo shook his head: "I don't know, there must be a lot of reasons." I don't know why, he didn't want to tell the other party that Sijingtian had been fighting for the ancient descendants for thousands of years.

When he saw the depressed expression on the face of the middle-aged man, he could not help but comfort him: "Since now that you have found it, it is only a matter of time before the monks return to their former strength."

The middle-aged monk heard this and smiled: "Yes! As long as there is a shackle, the family can survive and continue!"

He is full of confidence in you!

Soon, they arrived at the settlement of the monks and tribes.

A large and small blue pool appeared in front of them. These pools vary in size and the pool is blue and looks like thousands of mirrors. In some pools, there are blue mists floating in the fog, and in the fog, you can see the figure of the monks.

"This is the Dianchi of the family." Seeing Zuo Mo, they showed their curiosity. The middle-aged monk explained: "The cockroach disappears and loses the totem. We believe in nothing and can't produce divine power. The ancestors tried their best. Create this method of squatting the pool, which will ensure that the family continues."

"Great!" Zuo Mo sincerely praised that no matter what the reason, people who can create a method are all powerful.

I saw Zuo Mo and others, and people along the way bowed.

Walking through the Dianchi Lake, a large blue house appeared in the eyes of everyone. These houses are all blue and blue, like crystals, and they are crystal clear. The wall is full of faint light, it is this layer of light that blocks the outside look and cannot be seen inside.

Every house is not big, it can only be regarded as a hut. In addition to the exquisite texture of the material, the style of the house is simple and rough, and occasionally the mural painted by the light gray line can be seen on the wall.

There are more monks here than Dianchi, but they have unexpectedly discovered that the monks here seem to be much weaker than the monks they have just seen.

Zuo Mo’s corner of his eye suddenly saw an altar that was not far away, and the skeleton was on it.

The altar was surrounded by monks, and they prayed devoutly.

Zuo Mo suddenly found that the power of the skeleton was even stronger than before!

"It's a pity that we have lost our shackles for too long. There are no special priests in the family. We can only worship every day, I hope that you can restore your strength as soon as possible and bless my family!" The middle-aged monk was full of emotion.

"It will be very fast." Zuo Mo Ghost made a terrible sentence.

The middle-aged monk stunned, but soon smiled.

After saying this sentence, Zuo Mo’s heart suddenly gave birth to a few senses, and the skeleton in the altar seemed to be watching him! This discovery made his heart jump suddenly, but when he fixed his eyes, the induction just disappeared.

Zuo Mo dumbfounded, it seems that he is too nervous, Qilian skull is not, how can you look at yourself without eyes?

Shaking his head and smiling, followed the middle-aged monk and walked toward the biggest house.

"This is the chamber of the tribe." The middle-aged sorrow apologizes: "We have been isolated from the outside world for too long, and there is no hospitality for guests at all. There is only a grievance, some scorn, please Forgive me!"

Zuo Mo, they quickly said politely.

Entering the Chamber of Deputies, it was apparently just re-arranged. The floor was covered with a white blanket of grass. The table was also full of fruits and food. Although simple, it was very comfortable.

Stepping on the white blanket, everyone only felt a cool intention into the body, and the mind was clear, the nervous nerves immediately eased, the body's fatigue was swept away, and the comfort could not be said.

good stuff!

Zuo Mo’s eyes lit up.