After hearing the words of the high priest, Shi quickly walked towards the warehouse without much hesitation.
It didn't take long.
Then he turned back and found an extra talisman in his hand.
"Don't worry. Although your injuries are serious, you still have the talisman given by the prophet. Take one and keep you alive!"
Ye stood beside Chen, patted his shoulder and smiled.
Chen didn't say anything, and looked at the new thing in Shi's hand that he had never seen before with suspicion.
He knew his injuries.
Even the healing herbs that had been commonly used in the tribe had no effect on him.
Just this thing...
Can you cure yourself with just one piece?
Frankly speaking, Chen didn't really believe it in his heart, let alone understand it.
However, Shi and the others mentioned the prophet, and their faces were full of promises, which made Chen suppress the doubts in his heart and let Shi do what he did.
Shi carefully held the talisman, pointed it at the injured spot on Chen's chest, and pressed it directly.
Then he backed away.
"Is this...okay?"
Chen was about to see how Shi operated, but he didn't expect it to be over, and he was suddenly confused.
Shi said: "Don't worry, wait a moment!"
Chen opened his mouth but said nothing, staring at the yellow paper on his chest.
next moment.
His pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "It's bright, it's bright!"
There was blood on his chest.
The blood beads suddenly began to squirm, gathered towards the talisman paper, and were absorbed by the talisman paper.
Immediately afterwards.
The talisman began to glow, emitting a burst of emerald green light that completely enveloped his wound.
Chen felt that his originally painful wound was wrapped in a warm current, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes. It was an unprecedented sense of comfort.
Immediately afterwards.
His chest itched slightly, and the emerald green mysterious light penetrated into his body along the wound and swam among his limbs and bones.
One lap!
Another circle!
As that magical power flowed through every part of his body.
Chen suddenly felt his body light up.
The broken bones healed instantly.
There are also granulations growing in the torn muscles at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they will be fully restored soon!
The only difference is that the new skin is as white and tender as a baby's, and looks a little different from the original one.
besides.
Chen only felt that his body was extremely relaxed, and there was no longer the painful feeling of breathing before. Even... all the hidden wounds accumulated from fighting ferocious beasts over the years disappeared under the baptism of the green light. fly.
"Amazing!"
Chen jumped up directly, his face was ruddy, his breathing was rapid, and his bell-like eyes were full of shock and ecstasy.
He touched his body up and down, from head to toe, and murmured: "Okay, I'm really okay... It's amazing..."
See this.
On the side, an old man from the Qingyu tribe looked at him in surprise: "Chen, are you really well?"
Chen shook his head and said excitedly: "Okay, it couldn't be better! I have never been so relaxed. This feeling is indescribable. It's like living all over again..."
He danced and talked, constantly showing various postures, and the muscles on his body bulged crazily.
Then he ran to the side again.
He picked up two boulders weighing tens of thousands of kilograms and kept jumping on the spot.
Where is the half-dead look from just now?
"A miracle, this is a miracle!"
"Okay, great..."
Several elders from the Qingyu tribe exclaimed repeatedly, their eyes full of joy.
Chen is the most powerful person in their tribe.
Of course they hope he is well, the healthier the better.
If it looked like that just now, if nothing else, it would be difficult for Chen to go out hunting for at least half a year.
If you force yourself out, your life will be in danger.
Without a second-level powerhouse like Chen taking the lead, the danger for the rest of the people entering the forest would be even more unimaginable.
By then.
The situation of the Qingyu tribe makes people feel desperate just thinking about it.
Thump thump!
suddenly.
Everyone in the Qingyu Tribe knelt down, whether they were women, children, or elderly people, they were all bowing to the high priest of the Black Stone Tribe, Shi, Ye, and others.
"Thank you... thank you!"
"Thank you for saving Chen!"
"grateful……"
The expressions of primitive people are very crude.
It is difficult for them to describe their inner gratitude and excitement in words.
These can only be turned into one ringing sound after another.
"What are you doing... Get up, get up..."
"Your tribe also helped us a lot back then, allowing us to survive that winter!"
"Besides, there's nothing we can do. This talisman was given to us by the prophet, so we have to thank... You also have to thank the prophet!"
The high priest and others quickly helped Chen and the others up and said so.
"Prophet? Yes, yes!"
Chen Rumeng woke up and looked at Shidao: "Where is the prophet? I want to meet my people and express my gratitude. Is that okay?"
His eyes were filled with anticipation.
After coming to the Blackstone Tribe for a while, although he hadn't seen the prophet yet, he had a feeling that the prophet was everywhere.
Such a beautiful house, such delicious and rich food, and that magical "talisman" just now!
Everywhere is the handiwork of the prophet.
He already understood from the previous conversation with Shi.
It had been less than two years since the Prophet came to their Blackstone Tribe.
In such a short period of time, the Black Stone Tribe, which could not even afford to eat, was able to live such a good life...
Chen couldn't even imagine it.
How happy would it be if my own people could live such a life?
I have to wake up laughing every night!
Of course, there is the most critical point.
If the prophet is so powerful, is he also capable of rescuing his people from the mountains and forests safely?
It's late at night now.
It's lonely and cold in the mountains and forests.
I wonder if they have found a place to sleep, or are they still hungry?
…
Hear Chen's request.
The high priest and Shi looked at each other and said hesitantly: "It's not that we don't let you visit, it's just... the prophet has told him that when he is practicing, others cannot disturb him!"
Hearing this, a look of deep disappointment suddenly appeared in Chen's eyes.
at this time.
The crowd outside suddenly became quiet.
A strange atmosphere spread rapidly.
The crowd also split a path down the middle.
A young girl appeared in everyone's sight.
When Chen Wenwen went to see the girl, he only had one thought in his mind: "This girl is so thin!"
indeed.
Compared to these primitive people present.
The girl was really too thin. She was not short, but there was no fat at all on her waist and legs.
Even the thinnest man in the Qingyu tribe is much taller than her.
But very strange.
The girl walked with a very steady pace, and there was a sense of strength hidden in her seemingly thin body, which made Chen feel that she was not weak.
"Xuan!"
"Are you here Xuan?"
Chen was surprised to find that almost all the members of the Black Stone Tribe were greeting the girl.
This situation had only happened before when the high priest appeared.
And now.
Even the high priest and powerful men such as Shi, Ye, and Yan stood up and looked at her with smiles in their eyes.
This means that the girl in front of her has an extremely high status in the Black Stone Tribe.
Could it be that she is a prophet?
Thinking of this, he stood up nervously and saluted Xuan: "Chen Jade Tribe, pay homage to the prophet!"
The other members of the Qingyu tribe realized later.
Even the meat stuffed into his mouth was quickly pulled out, and he saluted: "Greetings to the prophet!"
…
Seeing the actions of the Qingyu tribe and others, Xuan was slightly startled.
Then he panicked and waved his hands repeatedly: "You have misunderstood, I am not a prophet! I am just a maid of the prophet..."
"Waiter... maid?"
Chen opened his mouth, then realized that he had recognized the wrong person, and his old face turned red.
At the same time, I couldn't help but be surprised.
Just a maid, with such a high status in the Blackstone Tribe? Does even a second-level powerhouse like Shi respect her so much?
What kind of existence is that prophet?
"Xuan, why are you here suddenly? Is it... that the prophet has left seclusion?"
The high priest and others came forward and asked with some expectation.
Xuan has always lived in the prophet's courtyard.
On weekdays, people from the tribe would send food materials to her for cooking and so on. She rarely went out of the yard by herself.
And this was even more so after the prophet agreed to teach her martial arts.
In addition to practicing martial arts every day, I practice martial arts.
I haven't seen her out and about for a long time.
Xuan nodded and said: "The prophet said that he wants to meet the guests!"
Hear the words.
Chen's heart suddenly became ecstatic.
