Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 370 God Statue
More than ten years ago, the two branches of the Meiling Wu Clan, under Rui Yang's behind-the-scenes control, a war broke out between the Canglan Clan and the Kuilin Clan, and countless masters including the patriarchs of the two clans died.

Coupled with the fact that the Wuhuan tribe had almost lost their inheritance, the three major tribes of the Wu tribe were completely devastated.

The young clansmen are silently and working hard to pursue the glory of the past, which will be a long and arduous process.

The thousands of miles of plum blossoms in Meiling are still in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers drowns out the bloody atmosphere left over more than ten years ago. There are still ruins and ruins, always reminding the people of the previous blood disaster.

After that war, the Canglan tribe and the Kuilin tribe had no contact with each other, no reconciliation, no fight, and they each recuperated.

But in recent years, the Canglan tribe has suddenly become active, and there is a faint tendency to suppress the Kuilin tribe, because they have a young strong man in the phaseless realm.

The young man who played a key role in the war between the two clans had broken through Wuxiang a few years ago and became a real strong man.

Not to be outdone by the Kuilin clan, several master practitioners rearranged the clan protection formation, which is difficult for even the strongest in the Phaseless Realm to break through easily.

The two sides are still deadlocked.

The formation of the Wu Clan had already been annihilated when the two Wu Lingquan shattered, so Nian Li and Meng Jinfan could quietly appear in Meiling.

In the sea of ​​flowers, the two of them hid their tracks and were extremely careful.

"Uncle Meng, haven't you been here before?" Nian Li picked up a petal and twisted it gently.

Meng Jin gave him an annoyed look, and said, "I've been here, but both clans are protected by formations, so I haven't seen anyone."

Nian Li threw the petals into the air, and watched it fall slowly, drawing a beautiful arc.

Meng Jinfan's eyes were slightly different, he looked at him and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Nian Li put his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile: "Back then at Rui's house, when my senior sister took me to see Senior Rui Yang, he said something to me."

Meng Jinfan was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "How to enter the Kuilin tribe?"

Nian Li nodded.

Meng Jinfan took a deep breath and said, "You are really the same as your master, you will hold back before doing anything."

Nian Li said: "Master said that this way we can have more chances of surviving."

Meng Jinfan was silent for a while, with a little disappointment in his eyes, and said: "Yes, when I was in the land of thousands of mountains, what I thought about every day was how to live."

Nian Li stared at the falling flowers under his feet, took a few steps forward, left faint footprints, and then took a few steps back, acting like a child.

"Who?"

Meng Jinfan suddenly yelled coldly, and Nian Li followed suit.

At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, a thin figure came over, with bronze skin, bare limbs, various animal bone decorations, slightly curly hair loosely scattered, but a young face full of vicissitudes.

Nian Li took a few steps back, the aura emanating from the visitor was no weaker than that of Meng Jinfan, it was obvious that he had broken through Formlessness.

In the entire Meiling, there is only one person.

The man came slowly, and with the sound of animal bones colliding, Meng Jinfan stared at him and said, "You are Canglan patriarch Liansi?"

He stopped in his tracks, glanced over the two of them, and said indifferently, "I'm Liansi, are you from the north?"

Meng Jinfan said, "Yes."

Liansi stared straight at him and said, "Do you have any relationship with the Wuhuan clan?"

Meng Jinfan said contemptuously: "You think they can invite me here?"

Liansi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then why are you here?"

Meng Jin put his arms around his chest and glanced at Nian Li.

Nian Li's eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a while and said: "I heard that there is a statue in the Canglan clan, we want to see it."

Liansi's face suddenly turned cold when she heard this, and she said: "The statue is the statue of our ancestors, you can't worship at will, let alone you two are outsiders, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Nian Li smiled and said: "The Canglan and Kuilin tribes live in peace just for survival?"

Liansi said: "What do you mean?"

Nian Li said: "If the disaster of the Seven Stars comes, can the Wu Clan survive?"

Liansi's face froze, and she said: "What is the relationship between the Seven Star Calamity and the statue?"

Nian Li said solemnly: "That statue is probably the key to opening the Kongxuan Sect."

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When Liansi heard the word Kongxuanmen, she still hesitated for a long time before bringing Nian Li and Meng Jinfan into the territory of the Canglan Clan.

Nian Li is nothing to be afraid of.

Meng Jinfan is a strong man in the Formless Realm, if he plots something, the Canglan clan's barely recovered foundation will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

So even after entering the barrier of the Canglan tribe, Liansi was still on guard against Meng Jinfan.

The huge statue is a hundred feet high, holding a scepter in its hand, supporting the sky and the earth, standing on the top of the cliff, overlooking the entire Meiling.

Liansi bowed respectfully in front of the statue, bowed her head and bowed her ears, doing the most pious actions in the world.

"This is the largest ancestor statue of the Canglan tribe. There is one in the Kuilin tribe, and there is also one in the former territory of the Wuhuan tribe, but it has become ruins."

Liansi finally bowed to the statue, and got up while talking.

Nian Li and Meng Jinfan looked at each other and said, "I wonder if the Wu Clan has any records about Kongxuanmen?"

Liansi shook her head, looked at Nian Li with an inexplicable look, and said, "Who are you? Why do you care so much about Kongxuanmen at such a young age?"

Nian Li said seriously: "Tang Ge is the tutor."

Tang Ge's name has long been resounding throughout Kunlun, even in this remote place in the southern land, news of him has been passed on. Liansi's face changed again and her eyes widened when she heard the words.

Nian Li continued: "Master, he travels around the world for the sake of Kongxuanmen. As a disciple, I always have to do something."

Lian Si said: "For the sake of all the people in the world?"

Everyone knows that Tang Ge practiced the ghost prison book of life and death, and conspired with the ghost world. How could he keep looking for the Kong Xuanmen for the sake of the common people?

Nian Li was silent for a while, and said: "No matter what the reason is, at least he is doing this now, and the common people will always survive because of his actions."

But Liansi shook her head and said: "Whether the common people can survive is another matter."

Nian Li stared at his pair of pitch-black pupils, his eyes gradually became colder, and said, "Could it be that Patriarch Canglan is like a mediocre person in the world, who only speaks based on his own subjective conjecture?"

Liansi fell silent.

Meiling's style is bleak and cold, although it is not winter, it penetrates the skin and soaks into the bone marrow.

Meng Jinfan couldn't help shivering.

There seems to be a holy light emerging from the eyes of the idol.

Nian Li's eyes moved away from Liansi, and he looked at the plants and trees in Meiling calmly.

At a certain moment, Liansi suddenly said: "If according to your words, would the statues of the Kuilin and Wuhuan tribes also have something to do with Kongxuanmen?"

Nian Li said, "I'll only know after trying it."

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Since he wanted to find the Kongxuanmen, Nian Li was naturally prepared. Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue had disclosed the information about the Kongxuanmen to him, and it came in handy at this time.

Under the statue, he is doing all kinds of weird movements like a magic stick, and the sword light and soft white light are constantly emitting from his body, which is extremely mysterious.

Jianguang is Jianyuan technique.

White light is the way to reach heaven.

The two great holy arts have approached the realm of perfection, which shows his talent.

After a long time, everything was calm.

Nian Li calmed down, turned around and said to Meng Jinfan and Liansi: "It's true, it takes the power of three god statues to bring Kongxuanmen to life?"

Liansi's expression changed slightly, and she said, "The territory of the Wuhuan clan has long been deserted, but how are you going to enter the Kuilin clan?"

Nian Li rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said, "Entering the territory of the Kuilin clan is a trivial matter, but can you two get along peacefully?"

The coldness in Liansi's eyes disappeared for a moment, and she said: "If the Kongxuanmen can be brought to life, these grievances can be temporarily put aside."

Nian Li sighed softly and said, "But I'm afraid they don't think so."

Lian Si said: "What confidence do they have?"

Indeed, the Kuilin clan does not have a strong person in the phaseless realm, so how can they compete with the Canglan clan? He is a strong person in the phaseless realm. This is the Canglan clan's confidence.

Nian Li shook his head and said: "They know that you have broken through the Formless Realm, but they still have no fear or even the slightest intention to seek peace. Is it just because of a little obsession in their hearts? Do you believe it?"

Liansi was startled, her eyes drooped slightly, and she fell silent.

Looking at the eloquent Nian Li, Meng Jinfan was surprised and praised, and then said, "Have you already figured out something?"

Nian Li said: "There is a solution, but I don't know if patriarch Liansi can cooperate?"

Liansi asked: "What method?"

Nian Li smiled lightly, and said, "Wu Lingquan, the sacred object of the Wu Clan, is divided into three parts, so the Canglan Clan's share should not be lost yet, right?"

Liansi narrowed her eyes and nodded.

Nian Li took out the wishful bag from his bosom, the luster shone, and a black stone emerged.

The black stone is simple and vicissitudes, with ancient patterns and characters engraved on it, and the edges are as smooth and tidy as if cut by a knife.

Seeing this thing, Liansi's expression changed suddenly, and she said, "Why is Wu Lingquan in your hands?"

(End of this chapter)