Yan Su walked into the dark canyon, passed through a nascent and still a little immature plant, and gradually walked deeper.
The farther you go, the longer the grass grows.
In fact, generally speaking, the effect of the ten years and decades of Thousand Nepenthes in the outer layer is enough for her. However, Yan Su knows that there are even older ones inside. Although the Thinthellae of ordinary years are enough. , but far from meeting Yan Su’s requirements.
She hopes that her first physical training can lay a good foundation for physical fitness, so what she needs is not just to meet the standard, but to be better.
Centenary-year-old Thousand-Year-Old Plant is the goal of her trip!
Yan Su walked straight past the colorful and gleaming emerald-green Thousand Grasses that were several decades old. After walking for about a stick of incense, he finally came to a field of Thousand Tombs with a crystal blue appearance.
This is a specially planned plant that is responsible for cultivating Thousand Nematodes for more than a hundred years. As a low-level spiritual grass, Thousand Nematodes can only be a hundred years old at most.
"guest!"
It's Buqiu's voice.
Yan Su paused while picking the Thousand Cage Grass. Hearing the sound, he looked back and saw the clan leader Buqiu standing behind her and looking at her.
This was the first time Yan Su saw the clan leader Bu Qiu after he recovered.
Although she was mentally prepared, Yan Su was still a little startled by his appearance. She had never seen someone with such a pure appearance. This was the first impression Yan Su had from his appearance.
The clear green eyes are like the buds growing from the willow tree in early spring. They are the breath of life, natural and pure.
The hair that fell down like willow branches was scattered around his feet, blocking a small piece of Thousand Cage.
Seeing Yan Su staring at her without speaking for a long time, Bu Qiu smiled, but his eyes were as calm and emotionless as a bottomless pool.
“Guests can dispose of the Thousand Grasses here as they wish”
Yan Su smiled slightly, nodded, put a hundred-year-old Thousand Cage into a small wooden box that he carried with him, turned around, bowed to him, thanked him, and walked out.
"Guests, please stay!"
Bu Qiuwu called out to Yan Su who was passing by him. Yan Su stopped walking out and stood there, looking back at him with some confusion.
"Clan leader, do you want to tell me something?"
"My clan's living sacrifice is about to begin. Are our guests interested in watching it?"
Yan Su heard what he said, but she didn't really want to go. First of all, she was just an outsider, and the priests within their own clan seemed to have no connection with her, an outsider.
Secondly, she only presented the plant in an ordinary wooden box. She was afraid that the effect of the medicine would be lost and she could not delay it any longer. After thinking about it, Yan Su decided to politely refuse.
"Guests, don't worry. This sacrifice of living beings is a way to communicate with nature and obtain blessings from the spirit of nature. It is of great benefit to human monks like you. Furthermore..."
After saying that, the clan leader Buqiu waved his right hand, and a jade box appeared in his hand.
"It's fine for the guests to go and have a look. I'll put the Thousand Grass in here for the time being."
Yan Su heard this, thought about it, and finally took the jade box and went with him to see the sacrifice.
Thanks to the clan leader's great care for her in the past few days, and now he sincerely invites her to participate in the sacred and solemn things of the clan, Yan Su can't refuse, so he simply goes along to see the world.
Yan Su silently followed the clan leader Bu Qiu as he walked towards the depths of the canyon. Thousand-footed grass no longer grew in the canyon. Instead, there was a mess of gravel and water waterfalls pouring down from the surrounding mountain walls. , falling into a circle of grooves at the foot of the valley bottom.
Yan Su carefully avoided the larger gravels, feeling a little puzzled.
The further you go, the quieter and more desolate you become. Although there are a lot less gravels, this feeling of gradually flattening makes Yan Su even more nervous.
"Coming!"
Bu Qiu's timely words made the tension that Yan Su had just aroused dissipate. Although she didn't quite understand that the altar was set up in such a place, she still respected their customs.
However, it is a bit strange that the altar representing the power of life should be set up in such a cold and desolate place.
At the moment, she was frightened by the gloomy wind blowing around her. She always had a bad premonition, but it was fleeting, but Buqiu who was walking in front looked calm and composed. Yan Su thought for a while, since the clan leaders are all She looked like it was a matter of course, so it seemed like there should be no problem, maybe she was too sensitive.
Perhaps the purpose of setting up an altar is to pursue the opposite direction, thinking that this can maximize the power of sacrifice.
Thinking this way, Yan Su felt that there was a reason why the clan's sacrifices were set up in such a place, so he stopped worrying about environmental issues and continued to follow Bu Qiu deeper.
Buqiu's spiritual thoughts have been placed on Yan Su since he met her. Therefore, although Buqiu walked in front with his back to Yan Su, Yan Su's every move behind him along the way was within his sight.
At first, when Yan Su looked around to take stock of the environment, he saw her frowning, and he was worried for a moment, fearing that he would suddenly regret it and turn back midway.
He couldn't wait to remind her that she was almost there. Sure enough, Yan Su suddenly relaxed and followed him. He repeatedly observed the changes in her expression, but didn't notice anything. He breathed a sigh of relief.
Just like that, Bu Qiu led Yan Su for a while, and after finally turning a few corners, his eyes suddenly became brighter.
Yan Su raised his head and looked at the huge stone elf statue with wings in front of him. Yan Su raised his head with great effort, but still couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see his figure. His face was misty, like Deliberately not wanting to be seen by others.
Even so, when Yan Su saw the statue of the god for the first time, she felt an overwhelming sense of reverence, and an invisible coercion enveloped her, as if her destiny was being grasped by a huge palm. That feeling of powerlessness.
"What's wrong?"
Bu Qiu saw that Yan Su was staring blankly at the empty front, and his face became a little pale.
"It's okay, it's just that this stone statue is too spectacular, and the pressure left by the predecessor is too great." Yan Su came back to his senses and said with a little fear.
"What statue? I didn't see any spectacular statue. I just saw that you stayed where you were as soon as you came in." Buqiu's eyes flickered, but he still expressed doubts.
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"Can't you see such an obvious stone statue standing here?" Yan Su turned his head in disbelief and looked in the direction of her finger, motioning Buqiu to look over, and froze in place the next second.
At this time, apart from a huge stone serving as a sacrificial platform, how could there be any other huge stone statues in front of me?
"How can it be?!"
Yan Su knew that she was not mistaken. The stone statue was standing here just now. How could it suddenly disappear?
"Perhaps the gas was introduced into the body too early, and the eyes recovered a little bit, right? When the sacrifice begins and the power of nature feeds back, the spiritual power in your body should be stabilized, and you will be fine by then."
Bu Qiu said truthfully. Although Yan Su was still a little puzzled after hearing this, he was still obedient and did not worry too much.
