The golden text is three-dimensionally suspended, and the power of God is mighty.
"Bai Yujun, the female guard of the Heavenly Court, entered the Kunlun Ruins on the orders of the gods."
Bai Yujun's face was calm and her lips parted slightly. Kunlun Ruins had opportunities and countless fatal crises. Integrating the ancestral dragon veins of the immortal world required external help, and the will of heaven was the key. Divine beasts, fierce beasts, strange beasts, remnants, and a certain dragon did not have the guts to fight. Go in or dive in.
After all, Heaven is the orthodoxy of the immortal world, and its will is so powerful that many survivors unconsciously bow their heads.
The ferocious beast whined and closed its eyes and retreated, trembling in fear and horror...
The old woman's mysterious eyes flashed with wisdom.
"Dragon Girl, Heaven's decree, the Kunlun Ruins Heavenly Pillar has moved. Alas... is a snowstorm coming on a cold night?"
Sighing deeply, he waved his hand to signal the tribesmen to put away their weapons. The barbarians who had tried to snatch the woman lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at them. The old woman had the supreme power in the tribe. They were not afraid of gods and demons, but they were only afraid of this old man who seemed to be in his final years. Mrs.
Bai Yujun put away the decree.
The winter plum blossoms are in full bloom, and a fiery red cloak covers a little snow.
"This dragon has passed through the precious land to carry out his duties. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. Our ancestors have passed down from generation to generation that there are still living dragons in the world. Over time, the legend will be gradually forgotten. It has been too long."
Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and he noticed the movable type in the old lady's mouth.
"You mean...you've seen dead dragons?"
During the inquiry, I deliberately used my True Eyes to scan all the survivors, and found that they had no special reaction when they heard the dead dragon. They seemed to be relaxed and not surprised at all. It was vaguely guessed that many of them had seen dragon bones, and they might be near the ice and snow mountain.
The old woman nodded.
Turning around, he looked at the glacier where Tianzhu was.
"It is said in the clan that a long time ago, there was a tremor in the Kunlun Ruins. There was a dying dragon that mended the mountain with its body. The ice froze its body. The blizzard was its roar, and the god Leidai was its anger..."
At this moment, the old lady was a bit like a pious priest, almost singing and narrating.
Suddenly, Tianzhu Mountain thundered!
Rumble...!
Like an electric snake swimming in the black clouds, dropping lightning.
Bai Yujun opened his mouth in surprise. Just now, he had indeed sensed a unique dragon wave, which seemed to be sending out some kind of signal, but the wave was blurry and unclear as to what it meant. It was very strange.
The ancient remnants chanted to the glacier and offered sacrifices to the dead dragon.
"I want to go up the mountain."
"Girl, the glaciers around Tianzhu Mountain are blocked by natural formations. They are extremely dangerous. If you take a wrong step, your soul will be scattered. Only the ancient gods and ancient beasts can pass through safely. Even if there is a decree from heaven, you must not go indiscriminately."
"Does that mean I can't climb a mountain?"
What can I do if I can't get close to the dragon's veins? How can it be integrated?
If it is far away, it is just a branch. Sacred mountain veins like Kunlun cannot be mobilized at all in the branch. Is it a waste of time? After working hard to pass the test, I finally learned that I had to go home, and my chest felt tight.
Instead of writing a new story, it ended up being an accident...
The old lady's tone changed.
"It's not that there is no way. There is a human in the tribe who has safely entered the mountain. Maybe you can ask him for help. He is also an outsider like you."
When I heard that there were outsiders in the remnant tribe, I guessed something.
It may be because the other party has high cultivation level or other reasons.
It is difficult to calculate completely.
"Human race?"
"Visitors from outside have lived and practiced here for more than a thousand years."
"Hey~ It's interesting."
"Welcome to our clan, girl. That strong man may be able to help you. The ferocious beasts in the mountains are difficult to deal with. It is better to stay for a few days and wait for the sky to clear up and the snow to stop before going to see the frozen dragon."
The old woman sent out an invitation, and Bai Yujun silently calculated to confirm that there was no threat to the remaining tribe.
"Then excuse me."
"It's okay. Come on, please go back and tell the tribe to prepare food. There are distinguished guests coming."
"Hey~ How dare you eat this~"
"You are a guest, don't be polite, just eat."
"I'm not a pretentious dragon, don't worry, I won't be polite. The ancient remnant tribe is so polite, hahaha~"
Close the paper umbrella and start.
The cold plum blossoms on the bluestone turned into ink stains and drifted away.
This skill amazed many survivors, but except for the old lady, the others were more concerned about whether they could have children. They shook their heads and sighed to a certain white person, saying bluntly that it was no wonder that the dragon clan was on the verge of extinction. If they could not reproduce, they would of course become extinct.
He could not hold back from spitting fire and burning all the survivors to death. If he could hold back any longer, he would need help to pass through the formation.
Follow the remnants through the vast white ice, snow and rocks, and arrive at the tribe full of caves in whispers.
Bai Yujun felt more like a primitive man.
Bones and stone fragments were used as weapons.
The hair is disheveled, the face is rough, the women only have a little more animal skin, and the children are jumping around in the ice and snow.
Prey is skinned and made into frozen meat to preserve, and animals, birds, and fish are kept only by campfires without any tableware. They live in caves dug into rock walls with only a piece of animal skin as a door.
Women are also very strong. The strength of ordinary survivors is close to that of immortals, and the strength of the strong is unfathomable.
Maybe there is an urgent need for outsiders to ease the problem of incest. The sight of foreign women makes the young men in the tribe restless. The way to win the favor of the opposite sex is also very primitive.
They went to the wilderness to hunt wild beasts as gifts.
The bloody beasts die with their eyes open...
At this time, the old woman deeply regretted saying that she was going to eat. It was so edible, even more edible than the mythical beast Pixiu!
There is a blazing bonfire in the huge cave.
Bai Yujun sat alone, holding a fat fish and grilling it, with the dragon spear standing beside him. He always remained vigilant to avoid being plotted and attacked. Bai Yujun could not trust these ancient remnants who were hiding in Kunlun Ruins, no matter what magical talents they had. , can't change the fact that they are hiding in a secret place to survive.
If I didn't have a good attitude, I wouldn't come to the tribe as a guest at all.
While working in Heaven and traveling around, I met many so-called hidden families.
He thinks highly of himself all day long, regards the outside world as insignificant, and looks down on the world. He always feels that he should guide the country and bring prosperity to the world. He is indifferent and arrogant. In fact, his ancestors cannot survive in the world and become evaders.
Surnames and lineage cannot hide loser status.
It is not shameful to escape; what is shameful is the degradation of virtue.
Eat and drink enough.
Lying comfortably with her legs crossed, she held up a wine glass and drank fruit wine without any image.
The plush animal skins were good for keeping warm, but the stones were very scratchy. A few animal skins were spread out as quilts, and the stones were used as stools. The roof of the cave was darkened by the flames and smelled of smoke.
There are many original murals painted with colored stone powder on the flat cave wall, and the lines simply tell the story of labor and hunting.
Even how to reproduce...
It's so annoying.
The only thing in the entire tribe that can be considered art is the old lady’s personalized tattoos.
Outside the cave, the wind and snow howled, and the orange-red flames radiated warmth.
"Chief, why haven't I seen the outsider you mentioned? I don't believe he can wear animal skins."
“Mr.
"Mr. Xun...where is he in retreat?"
"It's in the Cold Wind Cave. I've been in seclusion for thousands of years just to understand the meaning of the sword. I'll take you there tomorrow."
Bang~
Bai Yujun's heart seemed to be touched by something, and he accidentally lost control of his strength and crushed the wine glass.
I frowned and tried to look at the future, but I couldn't see it clearly and couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.
"How long is Mr. Xun's immortal life?"
The old lady frowned.
It is taboo to rashly ask someone about their life span, and it is inconsistent with etiquette. Although the tribe is an ancient remnant and behaves rudely, they also understand that there are some things that cannot be asked or said.
She really didn't know and had no interest in knowing.
Shaking his head and smiling, he always felt that things were a little weird...
Bai Yujun tossed the pieces of the wine glass up and down, and swung the dragon's tail around. No matter what, he had to see if Mr. Xun could pass through the formation. At the same time, he was secretly on guard. To be honest, the people outside were better than those outside. The gods are reliable.
The old woman hesitated again and again and couldn't help but speak, looking expectantly.
"Girl, the talent of this young man from my clan can be passed through other people. Is there anyone you like?"
Bai rolled his eyes.
"I'll tell you which one you want to eat."
