Li Xi'an frowned and wondered.
Why does the whole world think he is a great shaman of the Li tribe? Li Bu's own people can't recognize the appearance of their own great shaman?
Looking at the few young people who bowed their heads respectfully.
"Wrong person." Li Xi'an waved his hand, and the fish and dragons in the sky returned to the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket.
I don’t plan to explain anything. These people are indeed looking for him, and it may have something to do with his hunting in the mountains in recent days. Without showing the Xijian and Zaitian Cauldron, the means of fish and dragon foreign objects are indeed similar to Li Bu's witchcraft.
"Admit your mistake?" The young people who bowed down looked at each other.
"How could you admit your mistake?" "It's impossible to admit your mistake?" "You should be the great witch of the Li tribe. Those Gu insects in the sky are a method only a great witch can have."
"By the way, sir, here is a portrait." One of them thought of something and took out a sketch from his pocket.
It’s not that mobile phones cannot be used now, even though there is no signal, there is no place to charge them. But the basic functions are intact. Spirits are more convenient to operate than electricity. Sometimes young people will use their mobile phones to watch previously downloaded videos to satisfy their cravings. When it comes to just taking photos with your mobile phone, the elders in Libu are firmly opposed to it. They are traditional and believe that taking photos of the shaman's appearance will tarnish the sacredness.
So in the end, a member of the tribe with solid painting skills drew a sketch.
A young man with a big cotton-padded jacket and an evil god head split up his family.
Li Xi settled for a moment. The background of the picture was very tense, and the fear of the evil god he killed was vividly drawn. This evil god is the rise of a snake with astonishing venom. He came to our door yesterday evening, and the blood splattered from the broken neck of the snake was redder than the sunset. At that time, he also lamented that few of the things he encountered in the mountain were non-toxic.
Did you see me then?
He had noticed it before, but the gaze was not malicious and he didn't pay attention anymore.
When those people saw Li Xi'an taking the sketch and thinking deeply about it, they looked happy. I thought to myself that I really hadn't made a mistake.
"It's me." The boy handed back the drawing paper.
The eyes of several people were even more joyful.
"Let your grown-ups talk things over, like the one in the tree."
The young man who originally bowed down turned around in surprise and saw an old figure standing on an old tree not far behind him, wrapped in green clothes. The old man looked a little embarrassed and coughed a few times, causing the young man who looked back at him to quickly lower his head.
He jumped down from the tree and wiped the dust off his clothes as if nothing had happened.
He kicked the young man who had taken out the sketch paper on the butt and said, "Go, go, go, I'll just stay here until you can't understand what you're saying. I thought you were useless enough, but I didn't expect it." You kid is even more useless!"
"Hey...Grandpa, can you be gentle..." The young man muttered, hating that he couldn't understand what he was saying. Didn't he have no chance to speak at all? After just saying a few words, the great witch in front of him caught his old man out.
But seeing the old man's glaring eyes, he swallowed his words again, and pulled several of his companions to get up and walk aside, leaving the seat for the old man in green robe.
After glaring the young man away, the old man handed over to Li Xi'an.
"Forgive me."
"It's okay." Li Xi'an shook his head, "I don't think Li's people can't recognize his appearance as a great witch, just tell me what you want from me."
"This..." the old man updated.
"But it is true that most Li tribe people don't know what the great shaman looks like. The Li tribe in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is not a whole, scattered in every corner deep in the mountains. There is only a central tribe, and many tribes are led by them. The core practice method It also came from them. Generally speaking, the Li tribe is also called the central tribe, and the other small tribes cannot call themselves Li tribe."
"The birth of great witches is very strange, and they can appear in small tribes if they are destined to do so. Therefore, not all great witches will appear in the Li tribe. Now, half of the great witches in the Li tribe come from other small tribes."
After saying that, the old man waved his hand and said, "Now we can only rely on Gu insects to communicate with each other. Not long after we learned that the new great witch had appeared, and there were traces of the ancient monks, we rushed here in a hurry. Fortunately, nothing happened."
"I see."
It was completely dark in this mountain, and the information gap was so terrible that these Li people probably didn't know where he came from. They could only give him the title of great witch based on the fish and dragon he commanded and the evil gods he killed.
"Are you also one of the great witches?"
"Yes." The old man nodded, "Those ancient monks were too powerful. Before the war broke out, there were eight great witches in the Li tribe, but now there are only three left."
"Although Gu is powerful, the difference in cultivation is hard to make up for... Wait! You, you killed Yang Shen before?"
Li Xi'an nodded.
He could see that Li Bu's situation was not good, it could even be considered bad. The ancient monks arrived and crushed the forces of the world. It is hard to imagine how Li Bu still exists and has not been destroyed, as it is not easy for him to resist the Yang Shen realm.
Those emperors are not vegetarians.
Could it be that the emperor went through all kinds of hardships to come to this world without fighting? The possibility is too low.
If there is no need for the emperor to fight, what will they do here? Li Bu obstructed the ancient monks and acted like this. They should have been destroyed long ago. Li Xi'an could see in the memory of the old man named Chen that the ancient monk was gnashing his teeth in hatred for Li Bu.
"Don't mention this, you want to invite me to Libu, right?"
"We have this purpose. The main reason is that we cannot let a newly born great witch be surrounded and killed by ancient monks. As for going to Libu, try your best. There should be no safer place than Libu in Shiwan Mountain." The old man originally thought. He said that he had to go to Libu for safety, but then he thought about how effortless it seemed for the young man in front of him to kill the ancient monk Yang Shen, so he temporarily changed his mind and no longer worried about Li Xi'an encountering irresistible risks in the Shiwan Mountain.
"How did you survive that war? The invasion of the Yangshen Realm could barely resist, but what about the Ji Palace Realm? There was an Emperor of the Ji Palace Realm among the ancient monks who invaded, right?"
Li Xi'an asked again, the implication being that under the influence of ancient monks, how could Libu, which was as brittle as paper tissue, be called the safest place in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Also, he was very curious about the whereabouts of the coming emperors.
"You know about the coming Emperor of the Supreme Palace..." the old man sighed.
Today's young people are indeed becoming more and more powerful.
"It is true that the emperor came to the ancient monks, but there are also kings in the Li tribe." Speaking of the word king, pride appeared on the old man's face.
A creature that competes with the emperor in this world.
Sure enough, there are such creatures deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Li Xixin said that it was indeed the case. It would be strange if no king creature was born in this ancient mountain range. Fighting against the ancient monks and defending the mountains, they are obviously not fallen creatures similar to the Nine Enlightened Ones.
"I generally understand. I still have things to do. I will go to Libu to visit your king when I have time."
"It won't be long." Li Xi'an said and turned around. Several unclear fish and dragons were swimming in the air. He was going to hunt down a powerful evil god that lived more than a hundred miles away.
He will not stay here for more than a month.
Shiwandashan is facing the arrival of ancient monks, and he is worried about what will happen to Taihang.
Qing Yan and the Buddha's Hand were powerful enough, but Li Xi'an was worried. One month, one month at most. Whatever happens to the mountain after this he will be gone.
The old man raised his hand to stop the young man leaving.
"Don't worry about whether I can find Li Bu's location. This mountain is not unfamiliar to me." Li Xi'an, wrapped in a large cotton-padded jacket and surrounded by a golden glow, could see what the old man wanted to say.
"Please come back."
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