Although the Tuoshi clan has obtained the skills passed down by him, there are only a few hundred members in the whole clan, and their foundation is too shallow. Even if they learned some methods of concealing aura in the skills, those methods are not enough under Lu Xiaotian's nose. .
"There are still 231 people in the other unit. There are 137 injured." Ba Li said.
"Tuo Jing died because he saved me." Lu Xiaotian said.
"The Yeshi clan was born because of the saint. When we came to look for the saint this time, I and the clan members were determined to die. It is his glory that Tuo Jing could sacrifice his body and die for the saint." Ba Li and other clan members There was a look of sadness on his face, but the expression on Ba Li's old face was extremely firm.
"Take me to see the injured." Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised by the enthusiasm and reverence of the Yeshi tribe at the moment, but he didn't say much. Since this abandoned race chose him and was absolutely loyal to him, Lu Xiaotian It’s not a bad idea to have a clan. Even though Ba Li didn't mention the hardships of getting here all the way, the journey from their original location to here was more than a million miles, and it took decades to travel here. It would be difficult for someone who is not obsessed with it. Especially now that people in the world of cultivating immortals are extremely complicated, Lu Xiaotian was shocked and a little bit incredible that the Yeshi Clan could have such an obsession.
Along the way, more than one-third of the team had been injured, not counting those who had died along the way. It was obvious that the Yeshi tribe had suffered heavy casualties.
"The saint will be able to get out of trouble. If you are injured, you should rest for a while. The losses suffered by the tribe are in the past. As long as the saint can return safely, everything will be worth it." Ba Li said quickly.
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. Without the force to pull back, his body flew straight towards the cave. During the conversation just now, Lu Xiaotian could control more blood power. Although it may take a long time to fully recover, in this short time, he can easily round and flatten a junior in the Divine Void Realm by himself. But it's still a far cry from its heyday.
"Let's go and have a rest. You can just follow me." Lu Xiaotian ordered, and his speed increased a bit again.
Seeing that he could not stop him, Ba Li quickly ordered his clan members to go about their work. When Lu Xiaocai arrived at the entrance of the cave, a series of groans came to his ears, and there was also a pungent stench.
"Lizard poison?" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly. In addition to the wounds caused by being attacked by the demons with magical weapons, the hundred and dozens of stone tribesmen were all poisoned by the poison of the demon lizard. In addition to the poisoned and dying injured on the 10th, there were more than a hundred corpses of those who had died from the poison alone. Lu Xiaotian was not expecting the tragic casualties suffered by the Yeshi tribe during their trip to Blue Mirror Lake!
"The character of this Stone Clan is so strong!" Thinking of the performance of Ba Li and his party just now in front of him, Lu Xiaotian was shocked again. Even after bearing such heavy casualties and costs, apart from the pain, they also had no pain. A trace of regret. Affected by the curse for generations, this abandoned race has lost too many relatives and suffered too many casualties, but it has also created their iron will in struggling through life, death and suffering. Indifference to life and death, unyielding and resistance to fate. This seemingly weak tribe, alienated by most of the human race because of the mountain shape on its head, and not liked by the demon tribe, while pursuing the inheritance of the tribe, has a strong character, unyielding and fearless in life and death!
"Saint! We have found the Saint!" Those injured who saw Lu Xiaotian struggled to get up. Those with less serious injuries were able to get up, while some fell back halfway through the struggle. It's just that these people who have suffered a lot are happy even though they are hurting.
"Don't move!" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm to hold it, and a ball of dense force formed by the force of blood floated forward.
"The saint has not recovered from his serious injury, so we must not do it." The clan leader Ba Li panicked when he saw this, and he quickly knelt down. "The saint recovers as soon as possible, so that the efforts of the clan members will not be in vain."
"Back off! You all lie down and don't move." The second half of the sentence was addressed to the injured. Lu Xiaotian's tone was calm, but with a bit of majesty that could not be objected to.
Patriarch Ba Li did not allow him to say any more, but the ball of blood in Lu Xiaotian's hand had already flown into the air, like a small bloody sun, making it impossible for the wounded members of the Page Stone Clan to look directly at it.
The dense blood emits streaks of bloody rays, which shine on every injured member of the Sheshi Tribe in the cave. Those who are more seriously injured receive more bloody rays. Under the interweaving of blood-colored light, a stench suddenly oozed out from the injured body in the cave, forming black sweat. After a while, the breaths of these injured people became much calmer, and the breaths of the dozens of injured people who were already dying gradually became stronger.
"Saint, thank you for your kindness in reincarnation!" Patriarch Ba Li saw this scene in front of him, with tears streaming down his face. The Yeshi tribe has a strong temperament and is as fierce as fire and is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they do not yearn for life. Seeing each of his clan members suffering in severe pain and dying in mourning, as the clan leader, it was heart-wrenching for him to pull out his strength, but he had to act stronger than others. It wasn't until Lu Xiaotian appeared at this moment that he pulled the hundreds of dozens of tribesmen who he thought were destined to die back from the gate of hell.
"Thank you Saint for the reincarnation." Many of the injured were wailing. The Yeshi tribe traveled millions of miles and rolled all the way to Blue Mirror Lake. There are still so many people left, isn't it? It depends on how strong they are. In the case of low level and weak strength, they can get here. In addition to luck, they have to endure humiliation, suffer the eyes of some forces, and bear the death of their clan members to move forward with a heavy load. .
The Yeshi people have a strong character and can endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens for their goals. In front of the enemy, they have no fear even if they die. The saint is still the same saint, the saint who does not dislike them and saves the Ye Stone Clan from fire and water! In front of the saint, their fragile and helpless side was completely exposed. The saint in front of them is the only one they can talk about without despising the Sheoli tribe. No, he is the Holy One of the Heili tribe!
"Since you respect me as a saint, from now on, the Yeshi Clan will be my tribe. The Yeshi Clan will not let me down, and I will not let down the Yeshi Clan during my lifetime!" The blood-colored cloud completely dissipated, and Lu Xiaotian's face turned pale. , before their injuries recovered, they forcibly detoxified these Yeshi tribesmen, which delayed the recovery process a little. However, under this situation, Lu Xiaotian could not resist the urge to take action.
"The members of the Yeshi tribe will never betray the saint. If they violate it, they will be abandoned by both humans and gods, and will never be resurrected!" After hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, the patriarch Ba Li, who was originally in tears, couldn't help but get emotional, and even his voice trembled. stand up.
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