Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Chapter 325 The Origin of the Divine Deer Clan in the Beast Temple

Tiaoxun had been guided by God twice and woken up from his slumber. Both times he went to the Silver Moon Wolf Clan to bathe the cubs.

He thought that the little dragon god had reincarnated into one of these two people. For a long time, he had been paying attention to the Silver Moon Wolf Clan. Unfortunately, it was not the case.

The third time was completely by coincidence. He woke up at a time when he shouldn't have woken up. He didn't know why he woke up, but he went to the Silver Moon Wolf Clan and took a little wolf handed to him by Wolf Moon.

The little wolf's soul was so weak that it was almost non-existent, but he had ancient blood and supernatural powers far beyond level nine, and he was obviously on the verge of death.

He and Wolf Moon worked together, using the secret method of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan to seal the little wolf's ancient bloodline and suppress his ability level to level one, making him look like an ordinary orc.

To this day he still doesn't understand why he wasted his soul power to help the little wolf.

He even suspected whether he was the reincarnation of the little dragon god, but now it seems not, he is just a Silver Moon Wolf Orc who inherited ancient bloodline.

As time passed, Lang Rui noticed that the "moon" rising from the water began to slowly sink into the water.

At first it was very slow, so slow that no one could notice it, but gradually the speed increased, but Langyu had not come out yet.

He grabbed Tiaoxun's neck and asked, "Why didn't he come out?"

Tiaoxun didn't look like someone being pinched. Instead, he patted Langrui's arm and said, "Don't be anxious, young man. To soak, of course you have to go into the water. This is just accepted by Tiaodan. We want to take him to the deep end."

Lang Rui didn't notice any danger, so he let him go.

But he acted as if nothing had happened, as if the red mark on his neck didn't exist.

Qiao Xin also noticed that when he was pinched, he didn't feel any difficulty in breathing. If it were any other orc, his neck would have been broken if he was pinched like this by Lang Rui.

The "moon" slowly sank to the bottom of the water and disappeared on the surface.

The sky returned to its original state, and they seemed to be staying in the same place, but also seemed not to be. It felt quite magical.

Qiao Xin reached out and stirred the lake water. Is this really the same lake as before?

Not really.

Catfishun said that the ancestral land is outside the Three Realms and is not under the jurisdiction of the Beast God. The lake just now might not be under the jurisdiction of the Beast God either.

I have experienced soul travel, so what else can't I accept?

Qiao Xin said that she accepted it well...that’s strange!

After leaving the Huaxia tribe, magical things happened one after another, such as in Blackthorn City and Mirror Moon Swamp. Moreover, for so long, they seemed to have entered a game, a big game. They could not see the situation clearly and could only move forward passively.

"Can you take us to see where the ancestral land is opened?"

Before Xixun could say anything, Xiqi refused, "It's not that I don't want to take you there, but it's guarded by people from the Beast God Temple, so you can't go there."

Qiao Xin frowned slightly: "I heard that there are very powerful mutant plants in the ancestral land, and no one can enter casually."

Catfish: "They are just stationed far away, looking for a way to open it, but it has been so many years, and the race that sent them there has long been fed up, but they have no choice but to stay there."

Lang Rui's expression changed slightly. "Which races are stationed here?"

Catfish didn't even need to think before answering: "Centaurs."

Lang Rui was puzzled: "Is there only this one race?"

Catfish Xun continued, "Now there is only this one race left. Originally there was the Butterfly Clan. Thousands of years ago, the Butterfly Clan and the Centaur Clan suddenly started fighting. The Centaur Clan is good at lightning combat, and they can also fly. The Butterfly Clan is no match for them, and in the end only the Centaur Clan was left to defend here."

There must be a reason why a race can give up the wealth and glory in the outside world and stay in this place that has not seen the sun for a long time. It must not be just for the sake of their ancestral land.

Even the first generation of Centaurs would obey the Beast Temple's mission and stay here, but what about the descendants? It's passed down from generation to generation, and they would be so obedient and stay here. No one would believe it without a reason.

If a war breaks out, the flying Centaurs will definitely serve as the vanguard. Even if Blackrock City has powerful catapults and siege crossbows, it probably won't be able to defeat this mobile force that has the advantage of the sky.

As expected, Xiexun has lived a long life and has become very shrewd. He can guess what Qiao Xin is thinking just by the time she blinks.

"The Centaurs will not be a threat."

"What? I don't understand." Qiao Xin played dumb.

"They can't leave this swamp, just like us catfish."

"Why?"

"If you live here for a long time, you will be assimilated into the Mirror Moon Swamp. This assimilation is not a simple assimilation of living habits, but it will firmly bind you to this land. You can leave for a short time, but not for a long time."

Qiao Xin: “…” This is not nonsense. If they fly in a straight line, it will definitely take less time than running on the ground. They fly to Black Rock City, wreak havoc, fight, and then fly back, right?

Lang Rui chuckled and touched Qiao Xin's head. "The more powerful a race is, the more difficult it is for them to reproduce! Don't worry that the Centaurs will have tens of thousands of people."

Catfish followed suit with a smile, "That's right. If the Centaurs were the vanguard of the Beast God ten thousand years ago, then they can't make it now. In this harsh swamp, if they want to reproduce, they don't even need to ask if the thick fog here will allow it."

Qiao Xin raised an eyebrow, "Is the fog here poisonous?"

Catfish Xun hummed, "Outsiders know that this fog is poisonous, so they don't easily set foot here."

Lang Rui asked another question, "There is a tribe of gods in the Beast Temple, also called the God Deer Tribe. Are they the same tribe as the God Deer Tribe you know?"

Catfish was silent for a long time, staring at the lake quietly, "Every race has two sides, they just support different gods."

Qiao Xin said bluntly, "It means that some people of the Divine Deer Clan rebelled ten thousand years ago and sided with the Beast God."

Catfish glanced at her and said, "Your description is quite apt, indeed."

"There was no such race as divine deer in the original Orc Continent, not even deer orcs. They were also divine deer living in the ancestral land, just like our catfish tribe, living in the ancestral land for generations. We didn't understand why we lived here, but our ancestors had lived here for generations. Suddenly one day, the little dragon god was born, and we understood our mission of living in the ancestral land, which was to take care of the little dragon god."

Qiao Xin understood, thinking of the characteristics of a dragon, "You should have more than two tribes living in the ancestral land!"

"Yes, we have a total of five tribes living in it, the catfish tribe, the sacred deer tribe, the sky snake tribe, the crocodile tribe, and the sacred eagle tribe."

"The crocodile and condor tribes had already become extinct in their ancestral land because they had difficulty reproducing. Only our three tribes are left. The most powerful of them is the divine deer tribe because they can control mutated plants."

“After the birth of the little dragon god, the ancestral land opened up, and we began to come into contact with the orc continent.”

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