After You Ziji left, the village chief restored the ancestral hall to its original state, saluted the memorial tablet, and did not leave, as if he was still waiting for something.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew, captivating the village chief's eyes. When he opened his eyes again, there were two more figures in the ancestral hall.
"A total of ten spiritual roots have been born, and we have nothing to rely on anymore."
His voice was elegant and refined. The village chief looked up and saw that he was dressed in pure white, with a slender figure and a slightly Confucian air, but he was actually a big white goose.
The one next to him has gorgeous wings and holds his head high, like a victorious general. He is a colorful big rooster.
When the village chief saw the two guardian spirits appearing, he hurriedly saluted and shouted respectfully: "Mr. Chicken, Mr. Goose."
After pondering for a while, he said: "Is there really no way to solve the dilemma? The eighth and ninth envoys who went out to bring in reinforcements should be back soon."
"There is also Mr. Dog. If he is here, there is no need to be afraid of the Demon King."
"It really doesn't work. The messengers are all geniuses and can become a good fighting force in a short time."
No one in the village can practice cultivation, and now the only things they can rely on are the two guardian spirits in front of them and the newly born spiritual roots.
The big cock's voice was sharp and loud, and his tone was slightly reproachful.
"We asked the gods to protect us and gave us ten spiritual roots. Now we have lost seven of them. A small mountain village is not worth paying this price. Don't mention the matter of protecting the village again."
"We can't live up to the expectations of the gods, so we should try our best to preserve our last spiritual roots."
Mr. Goose pondered for a moment and said: "Time is too tight, and it is difficult to cultivate another spiritual root with our current resources."
He spread his wings and shook them slightly, feeling the breath of several spiritual roots. He can rely on the bond between the guardian spirit and the spiritual root to search for their aura. As expected, he can only feel the breath of three spiritual roots now.
Needless to say, You Ziji was in the village, and the auras of the other two spiritual roots seemed to be rushing back. Did they find reinforcements?
"I don't feel Xiaogou. I'm afraid he's in danger, but the guardian spirit certificate on him doesn't seem to have disappeared."
Mr. Chicken retracted his wings and looked a little lonely. He had just searched for Mr. Dog's scent.
"I told Xiaogou a long time ago that the demon king is not someone to take lightly and must make a plan, but he was blinded by hatred and wanted to take revenge when the demon king was injured."
"Well, I thought that the Demon King was injured, and even if Xiao Gou was not his opponent, he should be able to escape unscathed."
"did not expect......"
Mr. Chicken shook his head.
"Brother, don't be discouraged. The eighth and ninth spiritual roots have already started their return journey. I think they must have brought helpers."
Mr. Goose hurriedly said a few words of comfort, but it had no effect. The rooster sighed and said:
"Second brother, you are confused. Now something has happened to Xiaogou, and the whereabouts of the guardian spirit's credentials are unknown. Not to mention that we are no longer the opponent of the Demon King. Even if we can hold back the Demon King, without the credentials, the guardian array has been damaged. Who will protect the villagers?”
"And we may not be able to hold on until reinforcements arrive."
There was silence in the room for a long time, and the atmosphere became more and more dull. Everyone present knew that there was no way to save the situation. The time of failure would all depend on the recovery time of the Demon King.
The village chief had mixed emotions. He didn't expect that even after paying the price of seven spiritual roots, he still couldn't save his home.
With the ability of his spiritual roots being enough to form a reliable fighting force in a short period of time, he originally thought that the three guardian spirits would be able to block the demon king and You Ziji would protect the villagers, but how could he persevere. Now it seems that it is just a luxury hope.
Mr. Chicken is right, our defeat has been determined, so it is better to escort the messenger out, which can be regarded as repaying the gods' blessing.
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After leaving the ancestral hall, along the way, people in the village greeted You Ziji familiarly, as if he was a native boy here, without any barriers. Slowly, You Ziji became less restrained and felt as comfortable as at home.
He went all the way east and asked the nearby villagers. He knew the location of the chicken coop. He only needed to keep walking towards the mist-shrouded cliff to see it.
A stream extends from the east cliff and leads directly into the village. You can reach your destination along this stream.
Slowly, there are fewer and fewer people walking on the country roads, and no one can be seen further ahead. Perhaps due to the recent monster attacks, villagers rarely travel alone and dare not leave the gathering area.
The vaguely visible cliffs in the distance gradually became clearer, but the clouds at the top were still unclear. The bottom of the cliff was like a knife and an axe, straight and smooth, difficult to climb, as if it were a pillar rising from the ground. , soaring into the sky.
If the villagers came over, no matter how far the cliff was, they would only see a mass of mist. But You Ziji was a little different. As he got closer, he not only saw the green moss and tough weeds on the cliff, but also a layer of looming runic restrictions.
It's just that at this time, You Ziji is like a blank sheet of paper. He only has a rough impression in his mind, but has not formed a clear understanding. In his impression, perhaps all the cliffs in the world have these restrictions.
By the time he remembered something different, he would have left the village long ago.
He looked at it curiously and then ignored it. He continued walking along the creek, turned a corner, and a wooden house suddenly appeared in front of him.
This should be the chicken coop. You Ziji remembered what the village chief said before leaving. Instead of going directly, he hid behind a small slope and observed it carefully.
The area near the chicken coop is overgrown with weeds and there are no traces of humans. It looks like a woodshed that has been abandoned for many years. It is surrounded by a fence made of wooden piles, entangled with green vines, and dotted with scattered flowers.
From the main entrance to the entire courtyard, it looked like someone was cleaning it. The ground was compacted and smooth, and there was not a trace of greenery in sight. It looked like it was the work of the dogs in the courtyard.
At a glance, seven or eight local dogs were playing in the courtyard, leaving one standing guard. It's a pity that dogs are dogs, they don't have a good IQ, and they care about their heads rather than their buttocks. There is a rear window in the chicken coop, and the weeds there are as high as people, and they can easily touch them.
You Ziji stepped lightly, not sure if there was a vigilant creature hiding in the dark, always ready to turn around and run away.
Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way and no hidden whistles were found. When I arrived at the house, I discovered that the chicken coop had a back door, which was blocked by weeds.
He put his palm on the door and pushed it gently. The door opened and You Ziji walked in without any danger.
Thinking about it, the village chief should have told me to be careful of those dogs. You really underestimated me. No normal person would go through the front door in this situation.
After You Ziji entered the house, he looked around and saw that there were a total of fourteen chicken coops made of bamboo, scattered up and down in a circle against the wall.
There is nothing else in this place, and I don’t know how they can eat.
You Ziji rummaged carefully and found that there seemed to be no place where the eggs were hidden. Immediately, he slapped his forehead and secretly cursed himself for being stupid. There was no one coming and going here. How could the hen still put the eggs together and put them on the shelf by herself?
You Ziji looked at it and put his hand into the chicken coop. The place where he started was soft and smooth, very comfortable.
It felt as if a stream of air was flowing through his arm, moisturizing the muscles and bones inside and out. He even wanted to stuff his whole body into it. It's just that this chicken coop is really a bit small.
He shook his head, gave up this unrealistic idea, and went from chicken coop to chicken coop.
After a while, he went around in a counter-clockwise direction from the back door and found three golden eggs.
The golden egg is golden in color, completely transparent, and as crystal-clear as crystal. The yolk in the center is not yellow, but black and white, sometimes intertwined with each other like two gases, sometimes distinct.
It is the most pure holy medicine in the world. It is formed from spiritual energy. It is conceived by hens and has the power of qi and blood. It has a physical form. It is one of the best foundation-building medicines in the world. As long as it is pure and has no impurities, it is unparalleled in the world. Its right.
Stuffing the three eggs into his arms, You Ziji slowly opened the door, backed out, and closed the door behind him.
Little did he know that the guardian spirit in the ancestral hall had been paying attention to his movements. He originally wanted to do something to make some noise, but he didn't expect that he would look for the chicken coop in counterclockwise order and activate the Beidou formation in the house.
This Beidou Formation was originally just to enhance the amount of spiritual energy absorbed by these fourteen hens, and to fuse these fourteen individuals together. The spiritual energy will be connected and deposited from their bodies to eventually form golden eggs.
Therefore, they are nourished by spiritual energy every day and lie still all day long, so naturally they do not need to be fed.
As for the special abilities that come with the formation, they include transposition. Now that the front door and back door have been reversed, this was supposed to be the job of the guardian spirit.
You Ziji didn't know yet, so he carefully closed the door and turned around to find a big white goose staring at him blankly.
He looked as if he had discovered a thief in the process of stealing.
No one cares what a goose thinks, but not when there are several vicious dogs behind it.
The local dogs in the courtyard have turned to look at You Ziji. I wonder if they didn't understand how You Ziji entered the chicken coop, or are they waiting for orders?
The white goose let out a long cry, and the dogs, who were already ready to go, swarmed forward. It was too late for You Ziji to turn around and open the door. The door of the chicken coop did not move at all, but the formation was activated and the door was locked.
"Can a chicken lock the door?"
Putting aside the surprise in his mind, You Ziji immediately reacted, avoiding the group of vicious dogs and heading straight for the white goose, where he might be able to make a good breakthrough.
You Ziji rolled forward and came to the white goose. Without touching the white goose, he jumped up and tried to climb over the fence. I saw him holding his hands on the wooden stake, trying hard to get up with both arms, but was pulled in place by a huge force and unable to move. When he looked back, he saw the white goose.
Why is this goose so powerful?
You Ziji couldn't get away even though he tried to shake his legs, so he had no choice but to fall down in desperation. He grabbed the white goose's neck with his right hand and threw it towards the rushing dogs when it let go. Fortunately, the weight of this white goose is still very reasonable.
He ran away, but the main entrance was blocked and he couldn't break through. He happened to see a few farm tools placed against the wall next to him.
A fire stick, a whip, a hoe, and pebbles stacked together.
This place is inaccessible, so it is naturally not a tool for ordinary farmers to do farm work. This is actually a test of the guardian spirit's spiritual roots.
Everyone who is selected as a spiritual root is the world's top genius, but geniuses also have their own priorities. The main purpose here is to test the fitness of spiritual root weapons.
The fire stick represents swords, the whip represents soft weapons, the hoe represents long weapons, and the pile of stones represents long-range weapons, hidden weapons, bows and arrows, etc.
The newly awakened spiritual roots are like newly born children who have not yet been polluted by this world. At this time, they will choose the weapons that are most suitable for them in the most critical moment.
You Ziji's mind went blank. He picked up a fire stick and strode forward towards the two native dogs blocking the door.
He roared and swung his stick.
But he saw the stick come out of his hand and hit the side of the dog from a distance of about ten feet, scaring one away.
Then he pounced on another native dog, punched him in the nose, and knocked down another one.
Before he could relax, You Ziji let out a cry of pain.
The white goose caught up and bit You Ziji and refused to let go.
The nearby native dogs took the opportunity to surround You Ziji. You Ziji endured the pain. Seeing that he was surrounded, he became angry and rushed to the dogs to start a fight. Punches, kicks, back and forth.
