Half an hour later.
Simo took a green fruit thrown by Chen Luo and swallowed.
"Eat it, or die!" Chen Luo coldly sent a soul transmission, staring at him with a pair of eyes.
Needless to say, this fruit is naturally the longevity fruit that Simo mentioned before.
Simo glanced at the life thieves all over the place who were either dead or injured, especially the three dead masters of the Cauldron-Lifting Realm. He picked up the longevity fruit and bit into it.
What a pity, who did I meet?
Just a dozen breaths ago, the young man who seemed to be the leader of these people actually grabbed himself and flew up, and soon caught up with the thieves who were planning to go to the next village to commit murder. Then, this group of fierce thieves The thief was easily wiped out by the little girl who looked the most harmless among the group.
Those three people who were powerful in his eyes could not even withstand a punch in the hands of the little girl. There is absolutely no difference between them and those minions.
Seeing that Simo was eating happily, Chen Luo relaxed a little and quickly picked a fruit from a tree that was half a man tall and sent it to a group of Bodhisattvas.
"Master, you eat first..."
Yixing Bodhisattva frowned slightly: "This is watered with human blood..."
"Master, take a closer look!" As he said that, Chen Luo pointed at the corpses of the life thieves on the ground. He saw that the skin and flesh of those corpses were melting away at different speeds, and those that were faster had only bones left.
Not to mention, even if it turned into a skeleton, the skeleton began to change, as if it had experienced years of vicissitudes in an instant.
"It's hard to say whether the creatures here are living beings or not. They cannot be viewed from the perspective of the entire world."
"This fruit was not caused by me, and it just happened to happen."
"Besides, we still have unknown dangers ahead of us on this trip, and we cannot do without Master's help! Master, your survival is very important to us!"
Hearing this, the group looked deeply at Chen Luo and let out a long sigh: "It is the duty of a poor monk to protect the Buddha."
After saying that, the group took the fruit and took a bite.
"How is it?" Chen Luo asked with concern.
Yi Xing took a few more bites and ate all the longevity fruit. The aging on his face was visibly dissipated to the naked eye. After sensing it for a moment, Yi Xing nodded to Chen Luo: "Ten days of longevity, it works!"
Just as Chen Luo was about to speak, he suddenly realized and smiled bitterly: "Master, I have no intention of letting you test the poison."
"Someone tried it after all."
As he said that, Chen Luo glanced at Simo, who was standing there blankly.
"The poor monk knows." A line of Bodhisattva smiled and said nothing more, just urging, "Buddha, please eat it quickly!"
At this time, Ying Gou, who had been waiting obediently by the side, saw that nothing happened and quickly raised his hand: "I'll taste it first, I'll taste it first!"
Chen Luo smiled and picked another one from the decimal point and threw it to Ying Gou: "Don't worry, there are still twelve more, enough for the poor man to eat."
Ying Gou took the Shouyuan Fruit and took just one bite before frowning and her little faces squeezed together: "It's so sour!"
"If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. One is enough for me!"
Ying Gou looked at the longevity tree, with a look of disappointment in her eyes, and let out a long sigh.
"Uh-huh, it tastes so bad! Bah, bah, bah!"
Chen Luo laughed dumbly, picked off two more, and threw one to Han Qinhu. He took two bites of one and said, "A sharpening knife is a good chopping wood."
"Let's take some time to do two important things first!"
Ying Gou, who was still disappointed that the longevity fruit was not delicious, was immediately diverted by Chen Luo's words and asked, "What's the big deal?"
Chen Luo pinched Ying Gou's cheek and said, "Learn to speak and ask the world!"
The right way is to know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Because of its connection with Jianmu, the secret land of Haoli Mountain is much higher than the Wangchuan I experienced last time, and even created a small world of its own. And from Shouyuan's incident, we can find that this small world is full of weirdness.
The goal of Chen Luo's trip is to find Chen Xuan and to collect the origin of the ancient heavenly path in Haoli Mountain. These are all tasks that require an unknown amount of effort. There must be a lot of difficulties and obstacles. In addition, the fake Buddha White Lotus is unknown. The tiger is watching with eager eyes, so clarifying the world is the basis of everything.
Chen Luo didn't have the energy to take care of many things before due to one day of longevity. Now that he has gained ten days of longevity after eating a longevity fruit, it is important to take some time to figure this out.
As for "teacher"...
Chen Luo looked at Nassimo again.
He must know a lot about a life-saving thing like a jade coffin, right?
…
Fengdu, Royal Palace.
Linhuang was meditating on the couch when he suddenly had a sudden impulse and opened his eyes.
"Your Majesty?" Shangguan Wan'er, who had been standing by the side, saw Emperor Lin wake up and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Do you have any instructions?"
Linhuang shook his head slightly and sighed.
"The Dao is moving lightly, on a whim, and I'm afraid it has something to do with Chen Luo!"
"Haolishan, it's not that simple!"
After Shangguan Wan'er heard this, she thought for a while and said, "King Fengdu is amazingly talented and powerful, and he is protected by King Shouguang and a group of Bodhisattvas. There should be no problem."
"After all, Haoli Mountain is just a fragment of Heavenly Dao, and the power it can produce cannot exceed the questing realm! It is almost impossible to exist in the semi-holy realm!"
"King Shouguang and Bodhisattva Yixing are both powerful men who are nine thousand miles away. King Fengdu himself can also fight across borders. Your Majesty, please be at ease."
Linhuang looked at Shangguan Wan'er and chuckled: "You still know how to speak!"
"However, what I am worried about is not the natives in the secret realm, but the White Lotus Pure Land!"
"After their defeat in Wangchuan, they must be very cautious in choosing the secret place."
"I don't know if they have hidden methods in the secret place of Haoli Mountain."
"And..." At this point, Lin Huang suddenly stopped.
Shangguan Wan'er smiled: "Your Majesty, are you worried about King Fengdu's sister?"
Emperor Lin took a long breath and nodded: "What is the connection between his sister in the Yin and Yang Realm and Zixiao Palace?"
"Zixiao Palace..."
Emperor Lin murmured again and said, "Go and bring me the cigarette rod."
"I'm going to take a few puffs and calm down!"
"Yes." Shangguan Wan'er responded obediently.
…
Two days passed in a flash.
In the past two days, Chen Luo, Yi Xing, Han Qinhu and Ying Gou used their souls to communicate and began to learn the language and writing of this world.
After all, they are all people with strong spiritual consciousness. From the gestures with hands and mouth at the beginning, to simple words, and then to intermittent conversations, in a short period of time, everyone can speak fluently in the "Haolishan dialect", as long as it is not Particularly tricky vocabulary or some weird accents can already be used to communicate normally.
Of course, except for Ying Gou.
It's not that Ying Gou doesn't have enough spiritual knowledge, it's mainly because she started to feel sleepy as soon as she studied. Later, she found an excellent way on her own.
"Well, let's pretend to be mute..." Ying Gou said proudly to Chen Luo, so that she wouldn't have to study.
In the end, Yinggou's persistence in freedom was defeated by the temptation of five flat peaches, and she completed the entire course with Chen Luo despite stumbling.
As for how much he has learned, only Yinggou himself knows.
After two days of contact, Chen Luo also learned basic information about Haoli Mountain from Ximo.
This place is called the tree world by them. The reproduction of living creatures depends on a sacred tree called the "fetal tree". When a man and a woman want a child, they go to the womb tree to pray and drop their essence and blood.
If the fetal tree agrees to their request, it will only take ten days for the fetal tree to bear a fetal fruit. Ten months later, when the fetal fruit matures, it will turn into a baby when it lands. This is the pair of Children of both sexes.
The fetal tree is not the only one. With the fetal tree, you have the foundation to become a force.
For example, the Xilili tribe where Simo belongs has a fetal tree, so the Xilili tribe is also the master of this area.
Educating people with trees... This sounds very Jianmu style.
"But... do animals also go to the sacred tree?" Ying Gou, who was passing by, heard this statement, became interested, and asked.
"For example, if two pigs worship the sacred tree, they will give birth to piglets?" As if thinking of this scene, Ying Gou couldn't help but giggle.
"Your Majesty, those animals that lay eggs will naturally not be like this." Simo replied respectfully, "Every spring, the fetal tree will produce a kind of thin catkins, which will be blown to all parts of the tree world by the wind."
"If the female undergoing intercourse at this time inhales this thin wadding, she can become pregnant successfully."
"So every spring is the season when animals are in heat!"
"But this thin layer of lint has no effect on living creatures like us."
Hearing this answer, Ying Gou felt bored and turned to leave.
"Then does this longevity have something to do with the fetal tree?" Chen Luo continued to ask, "You said before that longevity is given by the gods. Have you ever seen the gods?"
"If you don't take this longevity fruit, how do you grant longevity?"
Listening to Chen Luo's series of questions, Simo cupped his hands and replied: "Your Excellency, this matter is a big deal."
"It's okay, you tell me what you want. I won't listen if I don't want to." Chen Luo replied while waving for his party and Han Qinhu to come.
Then Simo looked at Chen Luo again. No matter how stupid he was, he already knew the origins of Chen Luo and others.
They are obviously very skilled, but they don't even know the most basic common sense. They even have to learn from themselves, and their longevity is in crisis as soon as they show up. These behaviors have completely exposed their identities.
They are hermits who failed in the struggle for power!
Now, I want to join the world!
Ximo waited for the arrival of Yi Xing and Han Qinhu with great eyesight, and then said: "So that the nobles will know that in this world, people are divided into five levels, and these levels are related to longevity."
"They are: Wu, Shi, She, Li, and Mo."
When Chen Luo heard this, his heart suddenly moved.
witch?
Is it the race of heaven that existed in the barbaric era, was defeated by the demon race, and withdrew from the stage of heaven?
Is there one here too?
"Go on!" Chen Luo urged.
At this moment, Simo suddenly emitted a buzzer. Simo raised his head and looked at Chen Luo with some fear. Chen Luo frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on?"
"I haven't contacted the tribe for two days. They are looking for me."
As he spoke, Simo took out a small wooden box the size of a palm from his arms. At this time, the small wooden box trembled slightly, as if something inside was constantly hitting the lid.
Seamus smiled apologetically and opened the lid of the box, and a wasp the size of a fingernail flew out immediately.
"Dear gentlemen, this is the angelica bee." Simo explained, "Within a range of three thousand miles, when called by the queen bee, it will return to the hive. It is often used to judge the life or death of those who leave."
"If I die and crush this wooden box before I die, then the angelica bee will also die, and the queen will not be able to recall it."
"Creation is indeed magical!" Chen Luo nodded, "Let it go and let your tribe know that you are safe."
Seamus nodded, stretched out his arm, and let the angelica bee sting him on his arm. After the angelica bee was stung, it immediately flew away in one direction.
"Okay, let's talk about it. How are people divided into five levels?" Chen Luo brought up the previous topic again and asked.
"According to legend, in ancient times, there was a sacred tree between heaven and earth, supporting the sky and the earth. Later, for unknown reasons, the sacred tree collapsed. The trunk turned into mountains and ravines, the leaves turned into rivers and lakes, and the roots turned into fetal trees. The fruits on the tree turned into all the creatures in this world.”
"All things compete, and there are naturally winners and losers. One of them, although not many in number, has extraordinary fighting power. He quickly swept across the tree world and became the ruler of this place. This branch calls itself witch! Since then, Dominated this world until now."
"They are the first-class people in this world. When other races see them, they must give in and respect them. If they are disrespectful to the shamans, they deserve to die."
"According to legend, the ancestor of the master was a visitor from outside the world. He had extensive knowledge and clear principles. He was regarded as his master by the Witch King."
"The master opened the altar and gathered many believers. He left no bloodline, only passed on the mantle. Now everyone who has entered the altar and received the mantle is a teacher."
"When the witch clan conquers the world, there are always people from other clans who defect to it. These races have different shapes, some have two wings on their backs, some have three eyes, or they have webbed toes... When the witches become the king, they will Those who defected were mixed into one clan, and they were called 'She'."
"Witch, teacher, and sha are noble status." Ximo said with longing in his eyes.
Chen Luo smiled softly: "You have three eyes. You must have given up your life?"
Simo shook his head quickly and said: "No, no, I am the fourth level, subordinate."
"The people who serve are the descendants of those who were enemies of the witches." After saying this, Ximo sighed, "It's a pity that my ancestors didn't have the foresight. If I had defected to the witches early, I would be a noble person now. "
As he spoke, Simo opened his clothes and saw a strange symbol mark on his chest. Chen Luo learned the characters here and recognized that the mark meant "sin".
"This mark is passed down from generation to generation, distinguishing the people of the house from the people of the family."
After hearing this, Chen Luo was a little curious: "You are ranked in the fourth class, so who are you in the fifth class?"
Simo looked at Chen Luo with a strange expression and said, "The fifth level is like..."
When Simo said this, he pointed to the bones with names on the ground and said, "That's them."
"There are also people from the two previous villages."
"They are all fifth class!"
"Xiao Luozi! What he means is that people like us are the fifth class!" Ying Gou ran over at some point. He saw the meaning in Simo's eyes at a glance and quickly reported it.
"No, no, I definitely don't mean this." Simo lay down on the ground again and saluted, "You all have great magical powers, and you are definitely not the last person. I don't dare to underestimate you nobles!"
Chen Luo reached out and pulled Yinggou to sit next to him, then looked at Ximo and said, "Get up and talk. Of course we are not the last person, but you have to make it clear what the last person is."
Only then did Simo stand up again and explained: "To tell you the truth, the last person... is indeed somewhat similar to all of you, that is, he has eyes and ears, hands and feet, but other than that, there is no other physical difference. "
"This last person is a poor product of the way of heaven. His body is weak, his wisdom is not shown, and he is most useless!"
"In addition, no matter which race you belong to, if you are born by mixing with the Last Man, you will definitely still be the Last Man!"
"Therefore, the poor are often driven to remote areas, where they don't see the prosperity!"
After listening to Simo's explanation, Han Qinhu was expressionless, Yingying clenched her fists angrily, and Chen Luo and Yi Xing smiled similarly, understanding the reason.
In the big world, the human race is the leader of all things. Before Chen Luo, the three ten thousand-mile paths to heaven, Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, shone brightly in the sky. The human race's talents resisted the barbarians in the north and suppressed all monsters in the south. The splendid scenery of the human race is like a stretching scroll, so beautiful; the genius of the human race is like the stars in the sky, dazzling. Why is it that here, the creature that most resembles the human race is the last human being with a weak body and no apparent wisdom?
The reason is actually very simple, the way of heaven is not good here!
After all, they are just fragments of ancient Tiandao, and they cannot afford to be a splendid clan like the human race. In the end, such an inferior race just evolved.
After thinking about this, there is no need to be angry. Chen Luo continued: "You said that the five-level racial classification is related to Shouyuan. What is the connection?"
"Don't keep it secret, just say it out loud!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Simo responded quickly, "I don't know, noble man, but the reason why the three clans are called noble is because they have the power to allocate life span!"
"When a creature is born from the womb tree, a period of longevity is added to the world out of thin air! However, this longevity does not fall directly on the fetus, but is gathered in the longevity lake!"
"Shouyuan Lake is a mysterious place in the dark. It is said that only gods can sense it!"
"God connected to Shouyuan Lake, took out Shouyuan, and gave it to the fetus, so that the fetus could grow."
"The rule passed down from ancient times is that once the last person passes thirty, his strength will decline and he will be unable to carry out heavy tasks. Therefore, the last person's lifespan must not exceed thirty!"
"Therefore, the oldest dead people in the villages that the nobles saw were no more than thirty years old."
"So you see, these life thieves are all young and strong. The reason why they dare to be good at cultivating the longevity tree and go against the will is simply because their longevity is approaching and they are just fighting to the death."
"A slave can have a life span of 16 years. However, a slave can accumulate merit and exchange his life span with the gods, and he can exchange it for another 16 years at most!"
"Among the upper three clans, the longevity of a sacrificer is two jiazi. The accumulated merit can be exchanged for up to one jiazi."
"As for the master, although the longevity is determined by the original race, you can accept the longevity sacrifice on that basis, and you can accept up to three Jiazi."
"And the Witch Clan has no lifespan limit!"
"If there is no longevity limit, wouldn't that mean immortality?" Yinggou asked again.
"No, there is no limit to longevity, but there is a time limit for the physical body." Seamo explained, "According to logic, a witch can live until the body dies."
Listening to Simo's explanation, Chen Luo felt fresh.
Is there such a way of heaven?
"Tell us about the gods." Chen Luo continued, "You keep saying that the gods allocate life span. What is going on?"
"Noble sir, the gods are the masters of the fetal tree!" Ximo seemed to have expected that Chen Luo would ask this question. As soon as Chen Luo asked, he immediately responded, "The longevity of a creature born on the fetal tree is Distributed by this god.”
"Among the gods, shamans are the most numerous, followed by sacrificial beings, and finally teachers."
"Oh? Are gods a position, not a person?" Chen Luo immediately discovered the key point from Simo's words, "How can I become a god?"
Simo was startled by Chen Luo's question, but since Chen Luo wanted to ask, he had no choice but to answer it.
"I don't know about this matter."
"But I heard a couple of things the tribe elder said when he was drunk. I don't know whether they are true or not!"
"You say what you say, we will tell whether it is true or false!" Chen Luo said calmly.
"Yes..." Simo responded and explained, "If you want to become a god, there are probably three ways."
"First of all, the old god has died and the fetus tree has no owner. At this time, the fetus tree will recognize its own owner. If the fetus tree recognizes it, it is the god of this fetus tree!"
"Secondly, I heard that some fetal trees are not born, but are grown from the branches of a certain fetal tree. This kind of fetal tree is the daughter tree, and the original fetal tree is the mother tree."
"The god of the mother tree can designate the god of the child tree!"
"Third, there is the struggle. As the name suggests, it is to seize control of the fetal tree from a god, thereby becoming a god!"
After Ximo finished speaking, Chen Luo and the others fell into deep thought.
Seamus: ⊙(◇)?
Hey hey hey, don’t you want to know more about the world? What are you meditating on? What's there to contemplate about this? Why do you all look so excited?
Afterwards, Chen Luo and the others communicated in the language of the big world.
Seamus:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
what are you talking about? Why did you laugh suddenly?
"If the control of the child tree is taken away, does the god of the mother tree have the right to take it away?" During the chat, Han Qinhu suddenly switched the language of this world and asked Ximo.
Simo broke into a cold sweat when he heard this.
what's the situation?
This group of people seems to be really considering assassinating the gods and seizing the fetal tree!
"Well... once the gods are determined and connected to Shouyuan Lake, they are actually equal in status." Ximo was nervous, but his life was more important, so he chose to answer honestly, "It's like the gods of the mother tree. The key to a house is given to the god in Zishu, and the old god has no way to restrict what the new god wants to do in the house."
"That's a good metaphor!" Chen Luo gave a rare compliment, and then showed a friendly smile.
"Seamus, you have helped us a lot."
“We plan to go to the Sicilian tribe to pay our respects!”
"Come here and tell us about the god of your tribe?"
"Let's see what kind of gift we can prepare!"
Seamus: ()
It's over...
(End of chapter)
