Xianjun's stand-in ran away

The strange celestial phenomenon shocked the world.

The crimson moon is like a diamond, hanging high above the pure black like a velvet curtain, giving people an ominous feeling for no reason.

Bai Xia, who was far away in southern Xinjiang, stood on the top of a tall pine tree, looking at the red moon hanging high, her lips were tightly pursed, and her face was serious.

——She didn't even need to think about it, she knew that Lu Mingsi must have created this weird celestial phenomenon.

The anomaly of the Wu Clan has not been resolved yet, and there is another incident on Lu Mingsi's side...

Bai Xia turned her head and looked at the ancestral land of the Wu clan that was completely sealed in front of her, the gloominess on her face became a little heavier.

When she arrived at the Witch Clan, it was already what it is now—countless celestial sycamore trees grew wildly, from low to high, and the crowns of the trees were connected to each other, forming a completely airtight huge "huge" made of branches. "Tree tower", the top of the tower is the sacred tree of Jianmu that Wei Lan has been thinking about. It grows by the mountain and is hundreds of feet high.

Numerous emerald vines of the same color as the Tianwu tree hang down from the outstretched branches, blocking all the roads in and out of the Wu clan.

Those vines danced with the wind, and sometimes they would shake even if there was no wind, like countless green snakes clinging to the branches, guarding their territory.

When Bai Xia first arrived, he tried to break in, but found that these trees combined to form a barrier-like thing, which was not very powerful, but if he wanted to force his way in, he would definitely make a big mess. The momentum, these days the sycamore tree will also be hurt due to the enchantment being broken.

In the end, Bai Xia still stayed outside the "Tree Tower".

She is here to protect the Wu Clan, not to cause damage. Since the owner is busy, there is no need to break in.

Bai Xia will stay here until everything subsides.

In case something really happened inside the Wu Clan, she would have time to help.

The "tree tower" was indeed not formed for no reason.

Under Jianmu, countless figures wearing wooden masks sat cross-legged around Jianmu, stretched out their arms, put them on the shoulders of the tribesmen next to them, shook their bodies in unison, and chanted something neatly in their mouths. , forming a strange and harmonious scene.

Amidst the sound of prayers in unison, Wu Qi, the old head of the Wu clan with gray hair, was leaning on a cane, with a worried face.

If you look up, you will find that the evergreen and invincible sacred tree Jianmu has not known when it has shown signs of decay and withering. Dots of withered yellow leaves are dotted among the emerald greens. There are not many, but they seem to be eating away The vitality of the sacred tree also gradually expanded, and the dense branches and leaves that had covered the sky and the sun also became sparse, and a few rays of moonlight were leaked.

Wu Qi discovered that the moonlight, which was originally pure and white, was somehow stained with an ominous red.

He raised his head, clenched his right hand on the cane, and his face became more worried.

Such an abnormal celestial phenomenon... I don't know if it will affect their recall of the soul of the Son of God...

Just as Wu Qi was thinking about what happened outside, a clansman with a wooden mask on his face approached and whispered, "Old patriarch, Wu Li is making trouble in the dungeon again, and he keeps calling for you to let him out." , saying that he is a hero of the Wu Clan..."

Hearing Wu Li's name, Wu Qi's old face suddenly flashed a glimmer of anger. He slammed his cane on the ground and said angrily: "He still has the nerve to say it? If he didn't make his own decision, how could the Son of God fall in the outside world?" ? It’s fine for Shenzi to mess around at a young age, but at his age, he also messes around with him, isn’t it plausible!”

Wu Li is Wu Qi's son, and he took over the position of patriarch from him, but when he handed over the Wu family to Wu Li, Wu Qi never thought that he would be so bold and directly break the Wu family's establishment of the family. According to the rules established at that time, he led the tribe out of the southern border.

——And let the Son of God form a bond with those monks with malicious intentions!

Thinking of this, Wu Qi was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. If Wu Li was in front of him, he might have hit him directly with his crutch.

The clansman who came to report looked up at him, then silently looked away.

He thought to himself, the little patriarch is so messy, you are not used to it... Besides, the little patriarch is not wrong, since the Son of God and Minghui Xianjun formed a bond, the life of the Wu people has indeed become better the...

It's just that before this, other than Wu Li, the other clansmen didn't know that the death of the Son of God outside would affect the Divine Tree.If the clansmen who noticed the strange shape of the sacred tree hadn't awakened the sleeping Wu Qi in time, Wei Lan wouldn't even have the chance to return to the southern border.

The clansmen didn't dare to really say what was in their hearts, they could only turn their heads silently, and observed the condition of the sacred tree together with the old patriarch.

The red moonlight sprinkled down, like slender red ropes, dangled from the branches and leaves of Jianmu.

Suddenly, the tribe pointed to a small branch shrouded in red light, and shouted in surprise: "Old patriarch, look quickly! The leaves on that branch... have changed from withered yellow to green?"

Wu Qi hurriedly squinted his eyes to look, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the leaf had really turned back to green...

His originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, and he handed the crutch in his hand to the people behind him, and ordered loudly: "Let all the people pray sincerely!"

After finishing speaking, he walked under the huge branch of the sacred tree in two steps, put his forehead on the trunk, and began to chant in ancient language:

"Great guardian, you are the home of the soul... The lost wanderer, the soul will return to the hometown..."

"...its soul belongs to the Wu Clan, Jianmu, and you..."

"The grace of protection is endless... My family is willing to share missions and keep secrets with you."

"...My family will always be with you, sharing missions and keeping secrets."

Following Wu Qi's chanting, the vibrant green lighted up from the moonlit land, and then spread to the surroundings.In just a few short breaths, the green is all over the branches of Jianmu, and then expands outward along the canopy like an open umbrella. Soon, the originally thin canopy becomes full of sky and sun again. , blocking the moonlight in the sky.

The red moonlight disappeared from sight, and everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

At the moment when Jianmu's vigorous growth reached its end, Wei Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly on the back mountain far away in the Pure World, and his consciousness was awakened from the darkness of nothingness, and then he opened his eyes.

He met Wu Qi's eyes.

Wei Lan's heart suddenly relaxed, her eyes were a little moist, and she subconsciously shouted: "Old patriarch!"

That legend is true.

From a long distance, Wei Lan saw the tall sacred tree Jianmu, the head of the Wu Qi chanting against the Jianmu, the clansmen who sincerely prayed for him, and the Tianwu tree protecting the Wu clan. And Qingteng... even saw Bai Xia who was guarding far away from the ancestral land of the Wu clan.

All this made him very nostalgic.

The wind in the air has a fresh feeling, like the taste of freedom.

Great...he can finally go home...

Wei Lan lowered her eyelashes, tears slid down the corners of her eyes.

He did not fall under the thunder calamity, but returned to his hometown with his soul, and saw the patriarch Wu Qi who was like a teacher again.

How lucky?

Fate is probably not that cruel to him...

However, under Wei Lan's watchful eyes, Wu Qi's old face gradually changed from joy and relaxation to a little puzzled astonishment, and finally turned into a look of worry, his mouth opened and closed as if talking What, but Wei Lan couldn't hear a word.

Wei Lan, who found that she couldn't hear Wu Qi's voice, subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to grab Wu Qi, but his outstretched arm hit an invisible wall...

Wu Qi's anxious face blurred for a moment, then faded along with the Jianmu Sacred Tree, and disappeared from Wei Lan's vision.

Wei Lan's smile froze.