Chapter 1185 Wu Ling Shen Ying
The leader of the Tianhuang Shen Lei Tribe is a middle-aged strong man named Qiang Xiang. His house is located in the center of the Shenlei Village. It is the largest courtyard in the entire Shenlei Village, but it is only a dozen acres in size.
In this courtyard of more than ten acres, there are about a dozen stone houses of different sizes scattered here and there. The structure is much better than the temporary camp where Wu Yan and Ning Wuluo stayed, but it is still very primitive and crude.
There is a stone house in the courtyard that is obviously much larger than all the houses in the village. It is the meeting hall for the entire Divine Thunder Department.
At this moment, headed by the clan leader Qiang Xiang, all the elders and adults of the Shenlei tribe were sitting around the bonfire in the conference hall, chatting and discussing matters.
There are divine thunder forbidden patterns arranged around the meeting hall. Qiang Xiang and others are not worried that someone will lurk in their house and overhear the plans of their clan.
"Clan Leader, are we really going to be enslaved by that human kid forever? Forget it if we are enslaved by the Lingtai God. This is the fate of the eight tribes of our Tianwu Clan. But now we have to obey the orders of a man because of the oath we made back then. I don’t know what kind of torture a human child will get in the future. Instead of doing this, it’s better to die and die in peace!”
A burly elder of the God of Thunder spoke with strong resentment and unwillingness in his tone.
"That's right! Although that Xuanyuan Jie's blood lineage is indeed from the lineage of the Human Emperor Huangdi, the magical powers he cultivated are not from the lineage of the Human Emperor at all. According to my observation, he should be from the lineage of Mingzun in the Netherworld. We were with Netherworld back then. If we are enslaved by him, he will take us all to the Netherworld in the future. Will we lose the dignity of our ancestors?" said an elder with a face full of grief and anger.
The celestial witch mark on Qiang Xiang's body was flickering, and his witch spirit elemental talisman was floating in the sky above his head, indicating that his inner emotions at the moment were not stable.
"Death is not terrible, what is truly terrible is how to survive!"
As soon as Qiang Xiang opened his mouth, he showed his extraordinary knowledge. Everyone in the hall was startled and looked at him.
Qiang Xiang sighed and said: "Have you forgotten the ancestral teachings of our Tianwu Clan? At that time, the twelve ancestral witches and the great witches of the past generations followed the ancestors of Hongmeng to fight against the evil spirits of foreign races in the outside world. After the war, our clan Their vitality was severely damaged, and all the ancestors were wiped out. The last generation of great witches was forced to give up the Witch God Realm, and even spent a lot of mana to seal all the descendants of our clan into the old platform of heaven and earth in order to preserve the blood of the clan. , so as not to interrupt the inheritance.”
"The last ancestor, in order to preserve the inheritance of the Heavenly Witch Clan from falling into the hands of outsiders, he did not hesitate to use his own soul talisman to condense the twelve inheritances of the Heavenly Witch into a witchcraft sacred tree and hide it in the most mysterious place in the world of witchcraft and gods. I hope that some of the descendants of the Witch Clan can start its inheritance. However, for hundreds of thousands of years, countless descendants from our clan have failed to find the inheritance of the Witch Dao Sacred Tree. Instead, they have been criticized by all the tribes in the world. He was hunted down and returned to old Taichung, where he managed to survive until now."
Hearing Qiang Xiang mentioning this period of Tianwu Clan history, all the elders and adult men in the room showed pain on their faces and remained silent.
"No matter what, we must live until the Witch Dao Sacred Tree reappears! I believe that day will definitely come! So, we must live!"
Qiang Xiang showed a determined look on his face and said word by word: "Even if you endure the humiliation and bear the burden, you must live!"
"Well said! We have to survive!"
Outside the meeting hall, a firm and sonorous voice sounded.
Qiang Xiang seemed to be very familiar with the person who spoke. Hearing this, he opened the door of the meeting hall himself and said, "You are all here, come in quickly."
Outside the meeting hall, seven men and women in different attires suddenly appeared, but with the same determined look.
These seven people are none other than the heads of the other seven tribes among the eight tribes of Tianhuang. Zhu Lieyang from the Divine Fire Department, Gong Tianshui from the Divine Water Department, Yihuo from the Divine Metal Department, Juyu from the Divine Wood Department, Houchen from the Divine Earth Department, Tianchenfeng from the Divine Wind Department and Lightning Mother Moon from the Shining Spirit Department.
Among the seven, Gouchen, Houchen and Dianmuyue are women. Goucheng and Houchen are both graceful girls, while Dian Muyue is dressed as a woman.
Zhu Lieyang, Gong Tianshui and Tian Chenfeng were all burly young men, while Ling Huo was a burly old man with white beards.
The one who just answered the conversation was Piao Huo. He is a mature and prudent man, and he has always valued the rules of the Tianwu Clan the most. The seven people filed into the meeting hall of the Divine Thunder Department. The elders of the Divine Thunder Ministry who were originally sitting by the bonfire stood up respectfully, made way for the seven people, and invited the seven people to sit down by the bonfire.
Qiang Xiang waved his hand and signaled all the disciples of the Divine Thunder Department in the hall to go out and patrol outside carefully to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the loophole, coming in to find out the information and leaking the secret.
After the elders of the Gods of Thunder and the adult men exited, Qiang Xiang closed the door of the conference hall and opened a special formation restriction, so that no more noise would be leaked in the entire conference hall.
"Lao Lin, Brother Qiangxiang, I think it's better to fight with them than to sit back and wait for death! With us..." Zhu Lieyang, who had a fiery temperament, jumped up impatiently as soon as he sat down, full of joy. Their faces expressed their opinions with high fighting spirit.
"Lieyang, sit down!" Ping Huo didn't wait for Zhu Lieyang to finish speaking, and immediately raised his white eyebrows and shouted in a deep voice.
Zhu Lieyang didn't understand why Pang Huo reprimanded him so much and insisted on trying to defend himself. Gong Tianshui, who was sitting next to him, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, then pushed him down and whispered: "Be careful, the walls have ears. "
Zhu Lieyang frowned his long red eyebrows. Seeing that everyone else was frowning at him, he scratched his head in frustration and sat down.
"Don't worry, the walls of this meeting room are covered with thunder and lightning mud that Dian Muyue and I dug from the bottom of Lei Ze Lake. No soul or spirit can hear what's going on inside." Qiang Xiang smiled and said.
Dian Muyue also nodded and said, "In the past, in order to prevent people from seeing the accident, we would change different places every time we gathered. We only come to the meeting room of the Thunder God Department once every eight months according to convention. This time we get together, we can have a good talk about this big thing!"
Hearing this, everyone's expression relaxed. They began to speak freely.
Most of the speakers were the young and energetic Zhu Lieyang, Gong Tianshui, and Tian Chenfeng. Ju Gu and Hou Chen would occasionally interject. Ruhuo, Qiang Xiang, and Dian Muyue all frowned slightly, and were thinking most of the time.
"In my opinion, we should take advantage of the opportunity of the opening of the Emperor Shenwu's cave to throw that thing in. I don't believe that the human kid can resist going in to investigate after hearing about that thing!" Tianchenfeng said coldly.
After Tianchenfeng finished speaking, five of the other seven people's eyes lit up and praised this method.
"Once that thing is thrown in, he will definitely go in to investigate regardless of everything. But don't forget that he has the treasure Xuanyuantai, and he can use special magical powers to escape into the cave at any time. We can't kill him at all. Moreover, the restrictions in the Emperor Shenwu's cave can't stop Xuanyuantai at all. It's not right, not right." Ruhuo shook his head.
Everyone thought about it, and Tianchenfeng was also a little discouraged. In fact, since Xuanyuan Jie controlled Tianhuang Di Laotai, they have gathered together more than once to discuss how to get rid of his control, but no method worked.
Just when the eight people shook their heads and sighed, unable to come up with a feasible solution, they suddenly heard a fierce fight outside, followed by a rumbling sound of an extremely shocking thunder explosion, which shook the entire Shenlei tribe.
Screams came from outside the conference room, and it was obvious that a member of the Shenlei tribe was injured by the explosion.
The eight people all changed color and looked at each other. Ruhuo thought that the matter had been leaked, and his face was pale with shock.
"Go out and have a look!" Qiang Xiang was anxious and opened the door of the conference room first and rushed out. The other seven people came to their senses and jumped out of the house one after another, looking at the explosion.
However, they saw that the place where the thunder exploded was actually next to the conference room.
A deep pit several feet in size was exposed to everyone. The edge of the deep pit was less than three feet away from the wall of the conference room. If it was a little closer, it would inevitably come into contact with the thunder and lightning mud on the wall of the conference room, causing the entire conference room to explode completely just now.
Several disciples of the Thunder God Department were blown to the ground, but they were not seriously injured.
In the deep pit, there was a silver-white snake-shaped spirit several feet long swimming, trying to break through the colorful light shield that trapped it and escape.
The colorful light shield that trapped it was a special magical power performed by a five-color Yuanying virtual god in the air.
"That is... Wu Ling Shenying!"
Seeing the five-color Yuanying virtual god, the eight people were all stunned. Especially the oldest Ruhuo, he was so excited that he pointed at the five-color Yuanying virtual god in the air with trembling hands and said in a trembling voice.
"Could it be... Wu Dao..."
"Shut up! Everyone, check around quickly and don't leak any information! Anyone found suspicious will be killed without mercy!"
Zhu Lieyang's eyes were shining, and he was about to say that the inheritance of the Wu Dao Divine Tree had appeared in the world, but was interrupted by Qiang Xiang's stern voice!
After saying this, the rest of the people realized that the situation was serious, and they all fled in eight directions with nervous expressions and checked carefully. They all saw that the five-color Yuanying virtual god was extremely powerful, and the silver-white snake-shaped spirit in the deep pit could not be the opponent of the Yuanying virtual god at all, so they were not worried.
After a while, the eight people returned to the side of the deep pit, but saw that the five-color light shield had disappeared, and the silver-white snake-shaped spirit was now caught by the five-color Yuanying virtual god floating in the air.
The silver-white snake-shaped spirit struggled hard to escape from the hands of the five-color Yuanying virtual god, but how could it? I saw that the five-color Yuanying virtual god put his hands together and rubbed them suddenly, and the spiritual light on the snake-shaped spirit immediately dissipated.
The five-color Yuanying virtual god directly sucked the dissipated spiritual light into his mouth, and then sucked the small snake, which was only an inch long and as thick as a hair, into his nose and disappeared.
This five-colored Yuanying virtual god was none other than Wu Yan's Yuanshen that escaped from the stone house. He saw that the eight people below had different expressions, all of them were surprised and happy. Just as he was about to explain, he saw the burly old man with white hair and beard in the lead, took the lead in bowing to him, and invited Wu Yan's Yuanshen in an extremely cautious and excited voice: "Would you like to come in and have a chat?"
Wu Yan's Yuanshen nodded calmly and said: "Okay, I have something to ask you. Elder, please!"
"I dare not, I dare not, in front of the Venerable, how dare I call you Elder! Venerable, please!"
Wu Yan did not expect that the old man in front of him would be so respectful to him. Seeing that his expression did not seem to be false, it was not easy to be humble, so he floated to the meeting room first.