The Black Stone Secret Chamber is narrow and can only accommodate one person. The ground is paved with a layer of soul-nurturing stones. The Blood Moon Ancestor failed to ascend and was annihilated. The soul persisted in the stone chamber for more than two hundred years.
Shi Kun covered the stone door and said, "The Half-Moon Cave will remain intact until the ancestor recovers."
The Blood Moon Ancestor captured Sangei, but it was still a long time before he could fully control it. When he first captured the soul, he talked too much and fell into a coma.
After Shi Kun finished speaking, he played a series of attacks, and a cloud of yellow mist enveloped the Half-Moon Cave, protecting it again.
The Hai Clan left four people to guard the island.
Shi Kun brought nine people, some of whom were confidants of other clan elders.
The Blood Moon Patriarch said that he would take him back to the island and deal with it separately, which put Xue Tong into an embarrassing situation. He would definitely not be able to escape. Fortunately, Shi Kun did not order anyone to be kidnapped.
"Xue Xiaoyou, let's go together. Don't think of escaping. How you deal with it depends on your fate." Shi Kun said coldly.
"Leave it to me," Xue Tong smiled bitterly. He was extremely depressed. He helped to cause trouble, but he was the only unlucky one.
"It's okay if you don't tie him up, otherwise he will have to kill someone." Xue Tong muttered in his heart.
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The ship changed its course to the northwest and sailed for three days.
Xue Tong has never seen so many sea tribesmen. The island where the Black-skin Tribe Elders Association is located is called the Holy Island. There are many fishing boats in the outer sea, all loaded with fish and shrimps. The Holy Island has five floors of densely packed stone houses, and the top floor is a majestic meeting place.
The clan elders' association had received the news in advance, and all twenty-five members were present except Yan Zhaolie.
There is a huge stone carving on the back wall of Dazheng North. The clan elders are sitting around the stone table. Xue Tong and the Hai clan who went to Chenwu Island are standing in the hall under the steps.
The patriarch of the powerful clan, Ganzi, was seven feet tall, with shiny black skin, a short and hard beard, and a pair of golden eyes that gave off a powerful look.
Shi Kun narrated a story and took out the ancestor of Blood Moon's storage bracelet.
Xue Tong's heart was in turmoil. He didn't want to know but he learned more and more, and even met all the leaders of the Hai Clan.
He couldn't help but say: "Wait a minute, I'm brave, I will postpone the display of Ancestor Blood Moon's treasures. I just want to help and leave, but I didn't expect but knew that I might be executed by the Sea Clan. Let's see how old Ancestor's treasures will die." Faster."
The clan elders were stunned, and Gan Zixiu's golden eyes turned twice.
"Xue Tong, you are so cowardly, is it your turn to speak? People like you should be executed immediately!" Pang Xun slapped the table and cursed.
Xue Tong kept silent. Arguing at this time would be harmful but useless.
"Okay, let's talk about how to deal with this person first," Gan Zixiu said in a deep voice.
The elders of the clan chattered, but it was difficult to reach a conclusion for a while.
"In Shi Kun's opinion, please ask the patriarch to wake up the ancestor, and let the ancestor decide."
"Um"
Gan Zixiu recited a mantra, activated the spiritual spell to nourish the mind and moisten the soul, and a white light covered the head of the Blood Moon Ancestor.
In the span of a stick of incense, the Blood Moon Ancestor came to life.
He opened his eyes and looked around, realizing that he was discussing matters on the clan island.
"This council is too dilapidated and shabby. I didn't expect that our clan has been in such misery for five hundred years! It used to be so big. The dome was inlaid with pearls and jade shells, and the columns were also made of black gold reliefs!"
"My clan was forced to move, and the original holy island has been completely destroyed by the blue-skinned people!" the patriarch bowed.
"Mao Gao and Zhuo Lianji are two thieves, sooner or later I will cut them into pieces!"
"You are the clan leader, what are your and master's names?" Xue Yue glanced at Gan Zi and repaired her ornaments, and asked.
"Junior Gan Zixiu, former teacher Gu Yiyi."
"I know this guy Gu Yi. Five hundred years ago in the early days of Xiantian, his most proud disciple was named Liu Ju. What happened next?" Xue Yue asked.
"The master died three hundred and fifty years ago. Senior Brother Liu died in a battle with Lanskin."
After Xue Yue's words, the elders of the Hai Clan who had originally suspected his identity no longer had any doubts, and they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing?" Blood Moon Patriarch asked again.
Xue Tong saw the right opportunity and said loudly: "We are discussing how to deal with this junior. Seniors, please allow me to have a say."
Xue Tongxin was like a deer bumping into each other, there were as many as twelve innate warriors in his body, and Gan Zixiu was at the peak of innate martial arts. He had never faced so many strong men, and he would die if he wasn't careful.
He said something he had thought deeply about for the past three years: "The return of the ancestor is a great joy for the black-skinned people. There are many people who know about it. It will inevitably spread over time. The ancestor is worried that the news will be leaked. The reason is probably to prevent the news from leaking out. Enemies come to visit, but no one knows where the enemies from hundreds of years ago are, dead or alive. The younger generation is from the human race, so it is far easier to go out to find out information than it is for a sea tribe that is inconvenient to travel in the human race's territory."
"This junior assisted the Sea Clan in collecting spiritual objects on Fujiao Island. It was very effective. After his mental and physical strength was tested, he was called to Chenwu Island to break the illusion formation."
"This junior is willing to serve our ancestors and investigate the outside world."
"Oh" Ancestor Blood Moon's eyes flickered.
“What’s going on with collecting spiritual objects on Fujiao Island?”
After listening to the brief description of Lao Chaiqun of the three tribes, the Bloody Moon ancestor's face softened slightly and asked: "Why should I trust you? What should I do if my identity is exposed if you are out to inquire about it?"
"You are already a celebrity on Fujiao Island!"
"Ancestor, wait a moment!"
Xue Tong made a series of dizzying movements with his hands, and pieces of disguised makeup flew out of the storage bag. He soon turned into a middle-aged man with a yellow face, listless messy hair, and a completely different look and expression.
"Seniors, have you noticed anything wrong?"
Dozens of eyes stared at him, Xue Tong walked back and forth calmly.
Even Gan Zixiu didn't notice anything unusual.
"This junior's disguise technique can be hidden even from the grandmaster-level seniors for an hour. The junior is out spying, so the ancestor can rest assured."
Two cold lights suddenly appeared in Xue Yue's eyes, and he looked directly into Xue Tong's eyes. He was a thousand-year-old monster, and his mental power was as strong as the top of a mountain.
But the ancestor only saw a hint of fear, not Xue Tong's guilty conscience.
"Very good, you passed the test! You can leave after taking the Blood Martial Oath. Your trading company's share and the stored spiritual stones and spiritual objects will be frozen until you find valuable clues."
"Mao Gao and Zhuo Lianji were the bosses of the Island Alliance and the Blue Skin Tribe five hundred years ago. They fought with our ancestors for many years. In the end, everyone gave up and let the younger generations fight for it."
"Go and find out about the situation of the two thieves' descendants and disciples," said the Blood Moon Patriarch.
"Yes, this junior will return to Fujiao Island as soon as there is news."
Xue Tong vowed never to reveal the secret of his ancestor's comeback and the Holy Island, and left in a hurry, heading straight to the dock.
"Prepare a fast boat for me. It needs to go to sea overnight."
The pier guard inspected Xue Tong's dominoes and arranged for the ship to be released. The moment the ship sailed, Xue Tong could only hear his own heartbeat.
"A group of old guys might regret it soon, and they won't be able to go back to Fujiao Island."
"The old monster of the Blood Moon is killing the donkey. If there is really an important reward, you have to think about how to say it. If you enter the tiger's mouth again, you won't be so lucky."
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"Where's the storage bracelet?" Xue Yue asked.
"Here it is." Shi Kun hurriedly handed over the bracelet.
"You choose one first!" Xue Yue took out three magic weapons.
"Junior uses a gun. This golden gun of destruction is really what I dream of. Thank you ancestor for your kindness!" Shi Kun was trembling with excitement.
The remaining spear and sword were divided between Gan Zixiu and Chai Qun.
"Each person who participated in the Illusion-breaking Array will be rewarded with 800,000 spiritual stones, and Sanji's family will be given one million as a gift." Blood Moon was reborn, and in his ecstasy, he gave away most of the treasure.
"Ancestor needs a large amount of elixirs, especially obstacle-removing elixirs. If there are no ready-made elixirs, formula elixirs will also work..."
After collecting for a while, Xue Yue saw that Chai Qun seemed to be speechless, and immediately asked: "Chai Qun, what's the matter with you?"
"...Old Ancestor, this junior feels that letting Xue Tong go is probably to let the tiger return to the mountains, so it was a bit hasty just now."
"Xue Tong is very good at disguise, but he can hide it from the outside world. Once he leaves, the Sea Clan will never find him again."
"This person has killed Xiantian and taken millions of spiritual stones and spiritual objects. He may not necessarily care about the partnership funds and the things that are tied up in the business." Chai Qun said.
Chai Qun is the most strategic person among the black-skinned people. When it comes to his cooperation with Xue Tong, he always holds the view of utilizing first and then harvesting at the right time.
"Oh" Xue Yue's face turned blue for an instant, and soon turned yellow, and he shouted: "Catch it first, my ancestor took Sanji's soul, and the sea of consciousness has not yet been completely stabilized, and the person named Xue took advantage of it!"
"Go to Fujiao Island, Chai Qun, go there yourself!"
Chai Qun was born with great achievements and obtained a new magic weapon. It was easy to capture Xue Tong.
"What if there is no one on Fujiao Island?" Gan Zixiu asked.
"That further proves that he has a ghost, and he is even more unstoppable!" Xue Yue gritted his teeth and said with murderous intent.
Gan Zixiu, the patriarch of the clan, has a stable mentality and holds a win-win view on cooperation with Xue Tong.
"Xue Tong has made an oath. If we, the dark-skinned clan, give trouble to a meritorious junior again, I'm afraid..." Gan Zixiu said.
"What do you know? A warrior must never be merciful and must avoid all future troubles!" Xue Yue shouted with a glare.
"Zixiu was taught" Gan Zixiu had no choice but to surrender.
He secretly sighed in his heart: "Many killing incidents are caused by mentality. They look for trouble without any trouble. Just when the dark-skinned people have a little improvement, they cross the river and demolish the bridges and kill the meritorious people. The road does not get wider and wider, but becomes wider and wider as we go." Narrow, why bother!”
"According to what our ancestors said, we will discuss it after we capture him. Don't make decisions without authorization." Gan Zixiu told Chai Qun, deciding whether to protect Xue Tong depending on the situation.
Xueyue silently agreed that he would reach his peak the day after tomorrow and should not be too strong.
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Five hundred miles away, Xue Tong's silver needle flashed past.
He pretended to return to Fujiao Island, but dozens of miles later the ship was destroyed in the night fog, so he took the Silver Needle and changed direction.
