Chapter 77 Visit

Style: Fantasy Author: mufengfengWords: 2302Update Time: 24/01/11 13:47:31
"killed."

The middle-aged man uttered faint words.

After hearing this, the tribesmen just retreated silently, with no other color on their faces.

Killing two people was just a casual thing for them, and it was even easier to deal with than a ferocious beast.

After the room was empty, the middle-aged man slowly walked towards the backyard.

But the joy on his face could not be concealed.

"Five years, five years!"

The family had been searching for the Mass Burial Mountain for five years. If it hadn't been for the natural blood spring that would fall asleep in winter, they would have found it long ago.

But it is precisely because the blood springs are silent in winter that they can search through the backflow of the blood springs.

If in other seasons, the blood spring revives and there are too many tributaries, it will be difficult to find the exact location of the blood spring, unless they turn the entire mass burial mountain upside down.

It's a pity that the current manpower in the clan is simply not enough, not to mention that such a big fanfare can easily attract people's attention.

Fortunately, the family's five-year search was not in vain!

Yesterday, the family finally found the mainstream of the natural blood spring through the tunnel they dug!

After judgment, there is a 90% chance that the blood spring belongs to the Chen family.

Five years have made him go from being anxious at the beginning to being calm today. After knowing the location of the blood spring, he was not in a hurry to set off, but was ready to inquire about the Chen family first.

If it were before this, he might not be so cautious, but last time the Chen family turned defeat into victory in a desperate situation, he had to be more cautious.

The most important thing is that the family is no longer what it used to be.

He would wait until tomorrow to check the specific strength of the Chen family in the name of a visit, and it would not be too late to take action.

The middle-aged man continued to move forward and soon came to a familiar courtyard.

In the courtyard, the bamboo forest became sparser and sparse, and the color of the green bamboos became more and more yellow.

In the middle of this small bamboo forest, a green bamboo no more than half a foot tall and no thicker than a wrist came into view of the middle-aged man.

It's just that this green bamboo looks even more lifeless, with not even a trace of green on it.

The middle-aged man immediately burned incense and prayed:

"Lord Qingling, I will ensure that the family successfully obtains the natural blood spring this time..."

After worshiping, the middle-aged man threw the blood rice he had prepared into the bamboo forest.

When the blood rice was thrown into the bamboo forest, it quickly lost its color and became the same as ordinary rice grains.

Unfortunately, Qingzhu did not change much after absorbing the blood rice.

These blood rice can only maintain the vitality of the family totem, but are not enough to bring the totem back to life. Only the source of these blood rice, the natural blood spring, can save the family's dying totem.

It is precisely because of this that the family chose to settle here.

However, even if the family totem has declined, it still retains some special effects. For example, when he asked Cai Mao just now, the fragrance of green bamboo exuded, that is the magical power of the family totem.

If the family totem is in good condition, this fragrance has many miraculous effects, allowing warriors to think quickly and use their combat skills to achieve greater power.

But it won't take a few days. When the family gets the natural blood spring, the totem will be revived, and then they can leave this small mass burial mountain! Go back to the place where your family belongs!



"Better greetings?"

Listening to the tribe's report, Chen Xingzhen looked surprised and suspicious. He then took the letter from the tribe's hand and opened it.

"Liu Zishan, the patriarch of the Liu family, is here to congratulate..."



Looking at the contents of the letter, Chen Xingzhen's face was calm, but he was already wary.

The family has never had any contact with the Liu family before, so today's worship must have revealed the location of the blood spring.

The one who comes is not good.

Before Chen Xingzhen could put down the letter in his hand, another clan member came to report:

"Patriarch, several people from the Liu family came outside, and one of them said that he is the patriarch of the Liu family."

"Come so fast?"

Chen Xingzhen was slightly shocked, but he immediately called Chen Tianyu and Chen Tianjing to follow him.

Since it is a greeting, the family naturally needs to show certain etiquette.

Of course, this etiquette is more often to show the strength of the family.

Although they knew that the blood spring was under the ancestral hall, the Liu family most likely came here for the blood spring.

But now the two major families have not yet broken up, and there may be room for change.

Besides, the family is weak now. If it is really unavoidable, it would be good to delay it for some time.

The greeting card in his hand also confirmed to Chen Xingzhen that the Liu family was by no means an ordinary small family and needed to be dealt with more carefully.

Several people soon arrived outside the family and saw the Liu family members waiting outside.

A total of three people from the Liu family came this time, and the one standing at the front was a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had an imposing figure. Although his body was slightly thin, his whole body exuded a vigorous and vigorous aura.

This person is obviously the patriarch of the Liu family, Liu Zishan!

As for the two people accompanying him, although their temperament was slightly worse, their advanced levels in the blood coagulation realm made Chen Xingzhen's heart sink slightly.

One of them had extremely strong qi and blood, as if he had reached the level of blood coagulation, reaching the point where his qi and blood were like mercury.

After hearing the news, many tribesmen also ran out to watch.

Facing the crowd of Chen family members, Liu Zishan looked as usual, and the smile on his face made many members of the clan feel like spring breeze.

Only Chen Xingzhen, a few blood-coagulation realm warriors who knew his intention, had solemn expressions.

After dispersing the clan members, the two clan leaders also met at this moment.

"The old head of the Chen family, Chen Xingzhen."

"The head of the Liu family, Liu Zishan!"

After briefly identifying himself, Liu Zishan smiled and said:

"Today's visit is very presumptuous. Please don't take offense to Patriarch Chen."

"Clan Leader Liu is welcome, please!"

"please."

Both parties smiled and then slowly walked towards the clan.

Soon, the group arrived at the main hall of the Chen family.

"Come here, watch the tea."

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Liu Zishan suddenly said:

"When winter came, I saw the nobles planting blood rice. I wonder how the harvest will be?"

"Excuse me, Chief Liu, for your concern. The weather has been cold recently. I'm afraid it will be difficult to harvest this blood rice."

"oh?"

Liu Zishan looked surprised, then nodded again:

"It is indeed difficult for blood rice to grow in winter, but I remember that there seems to be a secret recipe in the clan that can make blood rice grow strong in winter, but now I don't know where the secret recipe is."

"If the nobles need it, I can send someone back to look for it and then send it over. What does Patriarch Chen think?"

Chen Xingzhen looked overjoyed after hearing this:

"Is there really such a secret recipe? Then I should thank Patriarch Liu first."

"Clan Chief Chen is welcome. I will send someone to deliver it in two days."

"That's perfect."

After the two said this, they exchanged pleasantries again.

After greetings, several people stopped staying and prepared to leave.

Chen Xingzhen also seemed extremely enthusiastic and sent the three of them to the door. He didn't turn back to his family until the figures disappeared.