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Chapter 125 Beiyi

ps: Read the exclusive story behind "The Stole God's Power", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, follow Qidian official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), and tell me quietly! "Have you heard that recently, the Han Zongfa family has produced a genius named Xiao Hao. He has been listed as the representative of the Han Zongfa family Qingzhou."

"You can tell me nonsense. It is said that Xiao Hao's candle-grilled spring silkworms have been carved on Shangxian's tombstone."

"I'm so stupid that I still roast the spring silkworms with candles. The spring silkworms will not end until they die, and the candle will not dry until they turn into ashes!"

"It's just a candle roasted spring silkworms! If you don't believe it, go and inquire. Everyone says that. It's so easy to remember! This is called trend!"

At the same time, at the headquarters of the Han Zongfa family, some people gathered together, some young people gathered together, and some elders gathered together, and everyone was discussing Xiao Hao.

"Is this really what Xiao Hao said?" The clan leader Han Changfeng looked at the words in his hand:

——Give me a fulcrum, and I can pry up Dongsheng Shenzhou;

——Law means rules, will;

——The stars light up the lamps and illuminate our hearts;

——It’s not the wind and clouds that are moving, but your heart is moving;

——It’s not really darkness, but your heart is covered with dust;

——The silkworm will not be exhausted until it dies, and the candle will not be dried until it turns into ashes; horizontal banner: The sun and the moon shine together.

"It was reported by the second elder Han Changling, so there should be no mistakes. And the last sentence is the transmission of the Holy Temple, so there is no falsehood." Next to it, the tenth elder Han Zhishan nodded affirmatively.

"Haha, what a little guy!" Han Changfeng stroked the short beard on his chin, "You guys, should you pay extra attention? How about letting him enter the Holy Academy directly?"

"Not appropriate!" The great elder Han Changyun directly showed the opposition of the carriage and horse, "excessive care can only make him a flower without storm.

As the saying goes, how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain!

We should pay attention to it appropriately. Appropriate difficulties are the best resources for growth.

Moreover, there is a second brother in Qingzhou now to take care of him. I think there will be no problem. The little guy is too popular now, so it’s okay to endure some hardship. Moreover, he is just a teenager now, and he also needs to grow up."

"The Great Elder is right." Eleventh Elder Han Zhigen also agreed.

In the Han Zongfa family, except for the clan leader and the great elder, the second to ninth eighth old Zhang, were all in charge of all directions in the Central Plains; the remaining ten to thirteen and fourteen elders assisted the clan leader and the great elders to take charge of the main mansion.

Of course, there are also the previous generation of Supreme Elders who have lived in seclusion. If you don’t care about life and death, you won’t care about the outside world specifically.

"Yes!" The clan leader Han Changfeng nodded and rubbed his brows, "Recently, because we have lost a Shangxian who shines with the sun and the moon, Beiyi has begun to move again.

The latest news is that the five totem priests of Beiyi, leading 100 priests, as well as 5,000 spiritual disciples and a large number of followers, have passed the White Bone Mountains. It is estimated that it will take about ten days to reach the Broken Blade Mountains, the northern border of our human race.

These bastards are said to start a 'death fight' between the two tribes this time!"

"I really want to kill these bastards one by one! They actually proposed a death fight at this time! There has been no death fight for more than two hundred years!" The elder clenched his fist angrily, but his tone was very plain!

Although everyone is angry from the soul to the body, reason is not angry! This is the current great elder, a true wise man, who can assist the clan leader in controlling the wise powers of the Han Zongfa family.

"Of course they have to propose a death fight at this time!" Han Changfeng's tone seemed to be colder than winter. "In the past two hundred years, we have once again fallen into a sage! If we don't propose a death fight at this time, when will we propose it!"

"Hmph! More than two hundred years ago, they proposed a death fight, but the human race won a great victory, which made them silence for two hundred years! I believe. This time, the souls that can still make them regret twisted!" The elder's eyes were ferocious! But his tone was still plain.

"It's different!" The clan leader Han Changfeng's eyes flashed with concern. "It's different now than two hundred years ago! It's different..."

"What's the difference!" Tenth Elder Han Zhishan didn't react for a moment.

"Innate spiritual energy!" Eleventh Elder Han Zhigen slowly uttered four words, "Two hundred years ago. Because there was innate spiritual energy, many of our human race not only rose to the east, but also innate masters! Moreover, at that time, innate masters and purple masters cooperated in groups in two groups to form a perfect combination of spears and shields!

But now, there is no more innate spiritual energy in the world!

Then, compared with Beiyi, the physical fitness, rapid reaction, etc. of our human race have essential differences. Innate and acquired are two completely different states!”

"Crack!" The teacup in Han Changfeng's hand was crushed, "I can only fight to the death!"

"Clan leader, I wonder if Xiao Hao will be arranged to participate in the death battle this time?" At this time, the twelve old Zhang Han Zhide spoke.

"Depending on the situation, let it go!" The great elder Han Changyun said in a plain tone; "If you are a genius, just jump into the dragon gate; if you are not a genius, just... let's go into mud!

We don’t need to make a deliberate arrangement, just give me some attention. I believe the second brother has already made the arrangements."

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On the desolate land, there are only shallow dry grass, yellow sand, and gravel; a group of shadows are shaking; the cold wind is howling, rolling up a layer of floating soil, and you can vaguely see pale fragments underground.

"Sand...Sand..." The team moved slowly, and some huge monsters like pangolins were covered with animal skins in front, with red, blue, and green "people" on their faces, moving honestly. These huge monsters are almost one or two meters long, and when they walk, they are not so heavy and very stable. There are baskets on their backs, and some "people" with feathers on their heads are sitting on them.

If you look closely, you will find that these "people" are still a bit special. Their hair is particularly long and thick, and they are brown; their eyes are round. The hairless face is also covered with various patterns; the animal skins on their bodies are also full of various patterns. These patterns are very abstract, but if you observe carefully, you can roughly judge that some are animals, some are rocks, some are flames, and lightning...

In the evening, the team stopped and began to set up camp.

When the fire was made, these people began to sing and dance around the flames; and the flames turned into hideous shapes and flew wildly in this wild ritual.

Five people with colorful feathers on their heads gathered together, each holding their own totem in their hands and muttering words; they saw patterns on the totem, which seemed to be flickering; they seemed to be transformed into shape, struggling constantly, and under the dark bonfire, it seemed particularly terrifying.

Among the five people, a red feather with a foot length inserted on the head of the center, with dark purple fine patterns on the feather, which a kind of luxury arises naturally; a "pearl" is also embedded at the root of the feather. The four surroundings are inserted with ordinary blue, dark red, green and brown feathers.

"Sir Red Light Sacrifice, it will take more than a month to enter the human world!" The brown feathered priest spoke first; this is a language that is completely different from the human race.

"Don't hurry." The red-light priest, that is, the priest with red and purple patterns on its head, did not raise its head, "Now that their master of Li Yan (the sun and the moon shines together) has just died, and the human race is just in time for grief.

At this time, the human race happened to be in an extremely intense mood and was not easy to challenge.

It is our chance to wait a month later, their pain will be temporarily suspended. At this time, the human race will have a period of fatigue after the pain."

"The Red Light Sacrifice is wise! I really want to live in the Central Plains of the human race in my lifetime. There is a great fortune there. If we can occupy it, even if we occupy a part, it will be enough to be our second holy land." The priest with blue feathers on his head shook his head, and it was actually... flattering!

"Yes! There will be such a day. At that time, we will make the race become our slaves and serve us." Hongguang's priest's tone was slow, but with firm belief. (A good activity of falling pies from the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you to get! Follow~ Click/Official Account (Add friends on WeChat - Add official account - enter qdread), participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now follow the qdread WeChat official account now!) (To be continued)
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