Volume 8 Across the World

Chapter 963: The Road Ahead is Unclear

After a long while, Gong Liangwei was sure that this senior had nothing to do, and his eyes suddenly became eager, as if looking at a god, "Senior, you are the only one I have ever seen who has fallen under the spell of the holy beast and has nothing to do! Our previous old patriarch once invited an immortal to come over and try to unlock the curse of the family, but in the end, the immortal could only leave his body here, and the original infant body left alone." ”

"Immortal!?" Yao Ze and Jiang Yuan were both taken aback and glanced at each other.

"Gongliang Daoyou, when did that happen?"

"Our patriarch can live for more than a thousand years, this matter should be three or four thousand years ago, and now the body of that immortal is still treasured in the treasure house......" Gong Liangwei also slowly calmed down and began to introduce the situation of their family.

This valley is a hundred miles in circumference, inhabited by less than 2,000 people, they call themselves the ancient witch tribe, worship the witch god, because of the curse, have been trapped here since ancient times, let alone leave the valley for thousands of miles, otherwise the holy beast envoy will appear and kill the tribesmen who try to leave.

They had no way of knowing where those holy beast envoys came from or where they were hiding, and every hundred years, there were always some brave clansmen who tried to follow those holy beast envoys, but they never returned.

If they were just trapped here, the Ancient Witch Clan could slowly multiply and grow, but every year the Holy Beast Envoy would come and ask for five young children to sacrifice for the Holy Beast, and after countless years, the number of the Ancient Witch Clan had been maintained at less than two thousand.

This year, it was Gongliangwei's turn to sacrifice his young son, and he was unwilling to lose his child, so he wanted to escape, but he was still chased and killed by the Holy Beast Envoy, and if he hadn't met Yao Ze and the others, he would have been wiped out a long time ago.

Yao Ze listened silently, there was no change on his face, the patriarch could live for more than a thousand years, that is, with the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, the so-called holy beast envoy was actually those terrifying monsters, but he would not think that he could resist the gray arrows, so he thought that he was the savior of the ancient witch clan.

Gong Liangwei recounted it, looking at the senior in front of him with eagerness, this person was unscathed by the curse of the holy beast, and he suddenly saw the hope of life.

After a long time, Yao Ze exhaled and asked the question in his heart, "Gongliang Daoyou, I don't feel that you are a monk, but how do you treat your child's injuries?"

"This ...... Don't hide it from our predecessors, our ancient witch clan is different from you outsiders, and we can't absorb aura, but we practice witchcraft, which can not only heal wounds, but also defend against enemies. Gong Liangwei hesitated for a moment, but still told him frankly.

"Witchcraft?" Yao Ze's eyes flashed, revealing a look of surprise.

There are also legends of witchcraft mentioned in some classics, but it is known that it is a kind of Taoism that flourished in ancient times, and how to cultivate it was annihilated in the long river of time.

"Gongliang Daoist, since you can regenerate your limbs, can you repair the meridians?" he hesitated for a moment and asked.

Jiang Yuan on the side also showed a look of attention in his eyes.

"Repair the meridians? The predecessors also looked up to Gongliangwei too much, and the rebirth of limbs is just shaping flesh and blood, but the meridians do not exist at all in our witchcraft, unless they ......" Gongliangwei just said this, and seemed to have some scruples, so he didn't say anything.

Yao Ze frowned, and didn't ask, just smiled and said nothing.

After a moment, the Gongliangwei hesitated for a moment, but continued: "Unless the seniors can go to the statue of the witch god to pray, no matter how great the pain is, the witch god can solve it. ”

"Statue of a Witch God?" Yao Ze and Jiang Yuan glanced at each other, obviously neither of them had heard of the existence of any witch gods.

"My predecessors didn't know that fifty or sixty years ago, when my father was still alive, he had been in charge of taking care of the ancestral hall where the statue was located, and I saw with my own eyes that an outsider came with a man to ask the witch god for healing. It is said that the person's soul has been completely eroded by demonic energy, and as you cultivators say, many big people are helpless, and they are completely restored in less than half a year before they are sent to the statue. Since he said it, Gongliangwei no longer hesitated and told some secrets.

"Demonic Qi Erosion?" Yao Ze's heart moved, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "What is the name of that outsider? What does it look like? Aren't you strictly forbidden outsiders to enter the valley?"

Gongliangwei twisted his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "What is the old man, my father didn't elaborate, he came with a token, and the patriarch saw the token before he asked him to take people to the ancestral statue." ”

"Old Man Qianji!" Yao Ze's face finally changed, and he couldn't help but cry out.

Gong Liangwei looked over a little blankly, not understanding why this senior was so excited, but Jiang Yuan on the side had a flash of pretty, and asked with some confusion: "Is it the old man of Qianji who is good at refining magic weapons?"

Yao Ze took a breath, calmed down, and roughly said what he had met the old man of Qianji, his face showed a little heartbeat, the disciple of the old man of Qianji has fully recovered, a few years ago, the black clothes were at the auction of Coconut Island City, and he saw him attend as a treasure connoisseur at the auction a few years ago.

Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed with brilliance, obviously moved, there are too many unknown powers in this world, maybe this idol can really treat his injuries. After this period of treatment, she has a clear understanding of her injuries, if there are no adventures, it will take at least decades to recover, which requires Yao Ze to accompany her for double cultivation.

Seeing that she was a little moved, Yao Ze also thought about the next path again, and asked tentatively: "Gongliang Daoist, how can I enter your ancestral hall? ”

"Entering the ancestral hall is a major event for our ancient Wu clan, and it must be led by the patriarch, if the seniors are willing, I can take the seniors to see the patriarch, but if the patriarch is willing or not, it is not for me to call the shots......" Gongliangwei explained with a wry smile on his face.

At that moment, the two of them followed Gongliangwei towards the valley, only to see him holding the short staff in his right hand, holding the child in his left hand, chanting words in his mouth, the space seemed to have bursts of ripples, his figure actually floated, the speed was not slow, Yao Ze and the two next to him looked at it, and they were amazed.

On a tall bamboo building, a dark room, the ground is covered with black animal skins, wooden chairs and wooden tables, and the surrounding walls are also covered with various animal skins, and an old man with white hair is bowing his head on the wooden table, holding a long-tailed brush in his dry hand, and is drawing something on a gray animal skin.

With a "bang", the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man dressed in animal skin walked in a few steps, his face was the same as that of Gongliangwei, but he had two leaf tattoos, but his body was strong, his arms were high and his dark muscles were bulging, his eyes were bright, and his voice was loud.

"Father, that kid from Gongliangwei has run back again. ”

"Just this is what alarms you? Just send the offerings over. The gray-haired head was not raised at all, and it was still carefully drawing something on the hide.

"No, father, that kid has brought two outsiders!" the big man's eyes turned fierce, as if his heart was full of anger.

With a soft sound of "snort", the brush in the old man's hand was stunned, and the gray animal skin spontaneously combusted without fire, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a ball of ashes, and the white-haired head was finally raised.

It was a thin old man, with deep sunken cheeks, three leaves faintly tattooed on the right side, and the shabby animal skin on his body was just hanging there, and the already thin leather bag was covered with bones, and only a pair of eyes were shining, and seemed to be able to see everything.

The old man stood up straight, with a slight wave of his right hand, the ashes disappeared out of thin air, and the body of the feeling curled up on the wooden chair, his bright eyes shrank slightly, "Do you know how they met?

"The boy didn't want to say more, but he said that he wanted to see you, father. The big man seemed to be angry, and stomped his foot hatefully, and the entire bamboo building shook for a while.

"Outsider......" The old man muttered for a moment, reached out and took out a few turtle shells under the table, which had been ground to a faint blue light, and then spat out a few vague incantations from his shriveled mouth, and threw the turtle shells into the air.

With a "snort" sound, a few turtle shells fell to the ground, and the old man leaned over, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "Ah!"

Dahan was shocked, and hurriedly looked down, there was a blur on the turtle shell, but he couldn't see anything, and couldn't help but look up at the old man suspiciously, but saw that his father's eyes were shooting out of fine light, which was extremely terrifying.

"Father, what kind of hexagram is this?" the big man couldn't help but ask.

The white-haired old man stretched out his dry fingers and gently tapped on the armrest of the chair, and after a moment, he said calmly, "Please wait downstairs for the four elders, and then bring them here." ”

"Father, are you going to perform the Taiqing Five Elements Forbidden Witchcraft?" Dahan was stunned when he heard this, and soon his face was filled with excitement.

"Don't guess, go quickly!" the old man's face turned straight, and his voice turned cold.

Dahan's face froze, and he hurriedly turned around and left with a smile.

The white-haired old man's sparse long eyebrows moved, and a whisper sounded in the room, "Isn't my ancient witch clan not enough calamities?"

After Yao Ze came in with Gongliangwei, he found that there was no trace of aura in the valley, and the women, children, old and young who he saw along the way, had a leaf on his cheek, and occasionally two of them, and they looked at the two strangely, especially Jiang Yuan, although his face was covered with silk veil, he had a graceful posture and an excellent temperament, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

On both sides of the path, you can often see bamboo buildings hidden in the trees, and there are a lot of animal skins and animal meat hanging on some ropes to dry, and the whole valley is full of tranquility and serenity.

The big man who walked in front often looked back, and the fierce light in his eyes was undisguised, but he didn't say much, and led everyone to the depths of the valley, in front of a bamboo building dozens of feet high.

"Gongliangwei, you take them up!" the big man shouted, while his gaze coldly turned over the two behind him.

Yao Ze frowned, and seemed to glance at the dark room on the first floor, but he didn't say anything, and followed Gongliangwei towards the second floor.