"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
First contact with the Tul tribe seemed uneventful.
There were no violent fights or fights, nor accompanying verbal sparring.
Everything came to an end in Turcolandot's light narration.
"Sister An Ran, wake up?"
"Please call me Tu'er Anlanduo, and please be careful about your identity and the words you use. I am now the sixty-eighth heir of the Tu'er tribe!"
In just a few minutes of contact, Ren Anran seemed to have changed into a different person, and even had a hint of Tur language in his mouth.
"Calandor?"
"I agree with Mother's wise decision!"
"Crazy!"
Zhang Xuezhou scratched his head, feeling that the Tu'er people's style of doing things was just a joke.
Even Turcolando has some kind of ability to confuse cognition and can almost change a person.
"After decades of not seeing each other, her weird mental abilities are getting stronger and stronger!"
In addition to Zhang Xuezhou relying on Kunpeng fighting skills to regain his sanity, Ren Shengsheng, who almost died in the soul jade, also came to life and let out a low and weak gasp.
"How to get rid of this trouble? How to make Sister An Ran return to normal?" Zhang Xuezhou asked anxiously, leaning towards the soul jade.
"One is that the mental strength is enough to fight against Koranduo, the other is to have the corresponding means to break it, and the other is to choose to stay away from her. As long as you stay far enough and for a long enough time, this influence will gradually fade away. " Ren Sheng gasped.
"Shut up, you... I want to dedicate you to the Lord God. The Lord God should like you very much!"
After only a few words of conversation, Ren Anran glanced around and not only shouted at Zhang Xuezhou with a look of displeasure on his face, but also held up the soul jade and signaled what he wanted to do.
"We Tu'er people will dedicate ashes to the ancestral halls of the gods in various places after their death," Tu'er Kalanduo said: "Some elders and chief priests with spiritual power are particularly popular. It is said that those who participate in the dedication may enter the gods if they are selected by the gods. land, thereby enjoying eternal existence!”
"What age has it been, and you still believe this!"
Zhang Xuezhou complained.
He glanced at Ren Anran and then at Turcalando's face.
While Ren Anran was still in a state of mental confusion, Turcalando had apparently returned to most of his normal state.
At normal times, Turcalando would also be affected by this 'spiritual aura' and would not even have any thoughts. However, after Zhang Xuezhou returned to normal, she obviously noticed the abnormality and slowly got rid of it. The influence of Turcolandot.
"The gods have given us magic to unite us Tuers as one. If you can't get rid of the influence of my mother's divine aura, will you believe this?"
Turcalando asked, and then was scolded by Ren Anran, and she could only wink at Zhang Xuezhou a few times.
"Has your god entered this soul jade?"
Turcalando lowered his voice.
She was too familiar with her soul jade, and combined with the subtle sounds coming from the soul jade and Ren Anran's scolding words, Turcalando's heart couldn't help but beat.
The language their gods spoke was obscure and incomprehensible, and they roared and wailed from time to time, but in the soul jade, it was the alliance language that she was familiar with, and it was not the words of gods at all.
Compared to the sixty-eighth successor of the Tu'er tribe, Tulkaranduo felt that the 'god' matter was more important.
And from a related perspective, Ren Anran is indeed qualified to inherit the Tu'er clan, which even includes Ren Wuyan.
Modern civilization is enlightening, and Turcalando's cognition is constantly changing along with world travel.
She likes the convenience that power brings, but she doesn't like the rigid rules and obligations that come with this kind of power. If someone takes over for her to inherit, she doesn't think it is unacceptable.
In contrast, fighting for power in other families is indeed easier for her.
If Ren Anran can inherit the chieftainship of the Tuer tribe and then give her the Jishi Medical Center in Xijing City, Tuerkaranduo thinks that would be the best thing.
"Yeah!"
As usual, Zhang Xuezhou gave a series of vague responses with unclear meaning.
He looked at Ren Anran, who had a solemn expression, and then at Turcalando, who was winking, and felt that it was terrible to be here.
But when his eyes met the slight twinkle in Ren Anran's eyes, Zhang Xuezhou felt a lot more relieved.
Obviously, as he got rid of Turcolandot's influence, Ren Anran seemed to have some kind of freedom, and she even stopped scolding and teaching him at this time.
"Fortunately, my brother didn't come here!"
Ren Anran was equally horrified.
In a short period of unknowing contact, she almost obeyed Turcolandu's words, and even had many rules and concepts of the Tur tribe in her mind.
It was as if it was engraved in her genes, and she awakened with the contact.
She can even speak Tuul half-heartedly, which is obviously because she has never learned a small language.
But Ren Anran was fortunate that he did not develop genetic fighting skills, but majored in spiritual strengthening.
Her Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique is not very intimidating, only slightly better than Zhang Xuezhou, but her ability to strengthen her spirit is almost similar to Zhang Xuezhou's, and far superior to Ren Wuyou's.
This level of mental strength cannot defeat Turcorandot, but it undoubtedly has the qualifications to prevent himself from getting lost.
Even as she comes into contact with more people, she breaks away more often and has more experience in dealing with them.
"I……"
Ren Anran was just about to ask Zhang Xuezhou for his suggestions on how to deal with it, when he heard footsteps and the sound of opening the door again. Turcolando, holding the soul jade inlaid, had entered the hall again.
"You came here at just the right time. The eight elders and I have just completed the prayer ceremony. They have not gone far. Accordingly, the elders meeting can be started immediately!"
Turcolando looked at Ren Anran with satisfaction, and when she waved her hand, Ren Anran immediately stood beside her obediently.
"The strong are superior to the weak. Your bloodline is unquestionable and you will definitely pass the test. Let's go!"
She called Ren Anran, and then took Ren Anran out without even saying a word to Turcalando.
"Is the relationship between you and your mother so fragile? Is this completely ignoring you?"
Seeing Turcolando taking Ren Anran away, and the door being closed and locked, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but complain.
"I just said that piece of soul jade is very important." Turkarando said dejectedly: "When the jade is there, people will be there, but when the jade is gone, people will die. I am almost equivalent to a dead person in the eyes of my mother. She did not convene a meeting of elders to deal with me." It’s already a great favor!”
"is it so serious?"
"almost!"
"Then your tribe has quite a lot of bad habits!"
"Actually, I don't like our tribe either, but I don't have the final say about the tribe, nor does my mother's decision. This custom that has been formed over many years cannot be changed by just a few words!"
Turcalando waved to Zhang Xuezhou, then ran to the side of the room and opened a small window.
Through the window, Zhang Xuezhou saw that Ren Anran had put on a cloak made of white feathers and stood in front of the shrine.
There were eight more middle-aged and elderly people wearing red robes and black feathers, holding wooden staffs nearly as tall as a man, walking slowly in a circle around Ren Anran.
Turcolandot, on the other hand, held on to the wooden staff with a solemn expression, and kept kneeling and chanting in the direction of the shrine.
"This is such a bad habit, it's completely unreasonable!"
Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to complain about everything he saw.
He just felt like a dream. Yesterday he was in a normal world, but today he had a completely different style.
If it weren't for Ren Anran's extremely high level of mental strengthening and even getting rid of the influence in just a few minutes, Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't be so calm at all.
He complained, and saw the light of stars floating over the dome above the temple, and a low roar like an ancient beast passed into his ears.
