The stone house shook, and the earth and rocks under the foundation formed two stone tracks. Chang Xi's eyes looked in disbelief.
As the stone house headed towards the ruins of Fudou, Bai felt that the person who created the Binghua inheritance was simply a monster.
This thing is simply a pseudo-universal editor, except that it consumes a lot of firepower in the body.
"Xia Clan's military inheritance...who are you?"
Chang Xi's gaze towards Bai Ze changed again, and she didn't think about it at first.
"The Bai Min clan ~ Bai Ze!"
Bai Ze spoke calmly, as if he didn't care. It was okay to say that he was a Xia tribe member. In his previous life, he was a Xia tribe member in the 23rd century.
"It's impossible. The Baimin clan was destroyed by Weird celestial phenomena some time ago. It's impossible for Weird to survive."
"I no longer live in the Bai Min clan."
Only then did the Chang Xi clan remember that this was not the seat of the Bai clan, but that it was not far away.
"Can you tell me about the destruction and the mountain god's representative?"
“The Baimin clan has a deep connection with the sacred tree Jianmu, and is one of the ten special tribes of the human race.
The weird ones in the night attack the Bai tribe with all their strength and attack the ancestral land.
That night was very tragic. I heard that the vision of the Jianmu Holy Tree was buried in the night.
All the white people became strange, the fire was extinguished, and the reason for the attack in the dark night is unknown.
You should know about mountain gods. Those things cannot be explained by common sense at all. They have followers.
Some beings who have been favored by the mountain gods call themselves agents, walking in the world of mountains and seas on behalf of the mountain gods.
They can no longer be regarded as living creatures. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe them as weird.
There is a certain degree of immortality unless killed in a special way, such as the fire bearer. "
After hearing this, Bai Ze realized that something was wrong. Before he reached the Fudou ruins, he was already in a hostile relationship with the mountain god's agent.
A few hours later, as noon approached, Chang Xi discovered a problem. The fire in Bai Ze's body seemed to be recovering a little too fast.
Maintaining the operation of the Binghua inheritance for a long time consumes a lot of fuel, but the other party only has some sweat on his forehead.
"Human race, take me for a ride. My ancestors signed a covenant of firewood, and all the creatures in the race still abide by it to this day."
A figure wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat appeared in front of him, looking at the moving stone house and Bai Ze in front of the house, his eyes full of excitement.
"The undead people should be the creatures of the Tomb Clan."
The Changxi clan spoke with some uncertainty. In the world of mountains and seas, the undead and the human race are allies. The area where they live has always protected the human tribe.
For this reason, they did not hesitate to start wars with many foreign races. All the great clans in the world were wondering why the Immortal clan would risk their lives to protect the human race.
Bai Ze stopped at the stone house, and a skinny man with pale skin jumped onto the stone house, covered in rainwater.
The fire in the stone house was burning crazily, and Bai found that the fire had no response to the man.
"Undead, Tomb Sixteen, human race, thank you!"
Tomb Sixteen looked at Chang Xi with a confused look. The raincoat on his body disappeared, and a robe made of gray animal skin appeared. He nodded to Bai Ze.
"Changxi clan, worshiping the moon lineage, Taiyin clan!"
Chang Xi felt the murderous intention of Tomb Sixteen, and if he didn't reveal his identity, this guy would probably take action.
The undead are very protective of their children, especially when meeting humans in the outside world. If possible, they will treat each other as a tribesman.
[The undead tribe was once a branch of the human race, and tribes such as Danxue, Wuhuai, and Womin were protected by the Xia tribe.
There is a fire seed in his body, he practices a special fire system, and he is an orthodox human bloodline.
Due to the special geographical location, the body undergoes uncontrollable mutations and acquires a certain degree of immortality. 】
A message appeared on the stone tablet, and Bai Ze's eyes changed when he looked at Tomb Sixteen.
"Bai Ze, Bai Min clan!"
After hearing this, Tomb Sixteen showed a surprised look, just like Chang Xi did when she first heard about Bai Ze's identity.
After a long time, he seemed to think of something, a smile appeared on his face, and he patted Bai Ze on the shoulder.
“As an elder, when you meet a junior from the human race, you must bring something out.
Burning the firewood all the time should consume a lot of firewood, so these are given to you. "
Tomb 16 shows the appearance of an elder seeing a younger one. White light flashes in his hand, and a small pile of broken bones appears on the ground.
“Isn’t this the leftover scraps from making something?”
Bai Ze looked at Tomb Sixteen with a strange expression. He couldn't help it, there were sharp cuts on the bones.
"It's not a big problem. It can be used as firewood. Take it!"
Tomb Sixteen tried hard to maintain the tone of an elder. Thinking of the guys in the clan who interacted with the human race on a daily basis, the older ones all called themselves elders.
It feels good to be an elder now.
Bai Ze always felt weird, something was wrong. No need to ask about his age, he must be older than him.
After all, the human race has a lifespan of hundreds of years, and the lifespan of the alien race is several times that of the human race. Although the undead race has human blood, they are aliens.
Chang Xi wanted to laugh inexplicably. Tomb Sixteen was the youngest of the Tomb Clan of this generation, so he was called Sixteen.
He has always wanted to find a junior to prove to his tribe that he is not the youngest. This matter has spread throughout the wilderness.
Chang Xi's voice appeared in Bai Ze's ears, explaining to him some of the circumstances of Tomb Sixteen.
For a long time, Bai Ze felt helpless, being taken advantage of in vain, but the other party had no ill intentions and gave him something as soon as he came up.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. At present, we can only temporarily accept the addition of one more so-called "elder".
"Bai Ze, be careful of the Chang Xi clan. The Baiyue clan is very kind. The elders in their clan look down on the human race very much, and even use the human race as sacrifices and totem sacrifices."
Tomb Sixteen's voice reached Bai Ze's mind through Xinhuo.
"Can firewood still be used to transmit sounds like this?"
【certainly! 】
"Why didn't you say it a few days ago?"
[It’s not important, and you didn’t ask. There are no fire holders nearby. 】
After communicating with the soft voice in my head, I counted the time and it was time to have lunch.
Now that there are three people, the casserole needs to be changed to a larger size.
Tomb Sixteen looked at what Bai Ze put in the pot and felt that times had changed, and the human race who had experienced outside actually ate the meat of exotic animals.
I simply can’t imagine that the human race outside is so crazy, eating the meat of alien beasts in front of the alien race.
"Are there any edible plants?"
"No, those are all medium things. It would be too wasteful to eat them. Wait, did you always eat medium things before?"
Tomb Sixteen was pacing in the room, feeling that his reputation as an elder was a little unstable.
Judging from Bai Ze's performance, the tribe he lived in before was definitely not small.
Chang Xi smiled at this scene. It would be nice to add some fun to the journey to the Fu Dou ruins.
Bai Ze looked at Tomb Sixteen with disdain, and painfully took out a plant similar to green vegetables, which was obtained from the Changxi clan's trade.
Keep some on purpose for critical moments.
Tomb Sixteen was not well. The human race in front of him really put the medium into the pot and prepared to cook it.
"Wait, there's no need for this, media objects are very rare."
"well!"
Bai Ze sighed, looking down on Tomb Sixteen, almost saying that the world of the rich and the poor did not understand.
