Zhao Huai rushed for three days and finally fell dying in front of the tribe gate.
The Kuihan tribe is very prosperous, with streets, markets and homes, which is equivalent to a city.
In the center of the tribe, there is a golden palace surrounded by green water. The golden light shines from the palace, making it even more dazzling against the backdrop of the sun above. This is the residence of the Son of the Sun.
Zhao Huai woke up from his coma and saw someone leaving the bed. A moment later, a tall figure stepped in. The fiery breath made his heart skip a beat. He struggled to roll off the bed and said respectfully, "...
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He tried to open his mouth, but no sound came out. He looked up at the person looking down at him in confusion.
The Holy Son of the Sun is tall and majestic, wearing golden battle armor, flying golden boots, and a three-mountain crown on his head. His body is shining with divine light, and behind his head hangs a sun disk with boundless magic. It is full of glory and power.
Hehe, concealed his face.
This sun wheel is the condensed power of faith and the essence of totem, and only the Sun King and the Son of the Sun can cultivate it.
The Son of the Sun had a low voice and only said one word, "Write."
The attendant handed Zhao Huai a pen and paper. Zhao Huai did not delay. He gritted his teeth and endured his physical weakness. He wrote the story with trembling words and presented it with both hands.
The Son of the Sun read the content on the paper at a glance and said coldly, "Water Totem kills people who shouldn't be killed. Even the saint can't save him. Could this person be arranged by the Sun King?"
"What on earth is that person thinking, actually cultivating the second Holy Son?" Zhao Linglang, the confidant general of the Sun Son, did not dare to speak loudly, and said in a low voice, "The Sun King has been suppressing other miscellaneous totems, and now
But letting a water totem protect this child who may be the Sun Soul Boy, is he raising a team for her?"
The Holy Son of the Sun snorted angrily, "If the Great Elder hadn't been drunk, I wouldn't have known that the Sun Kings of the past generations were created by the Sun King and the Great Elder of the previous generation asking for the energy of the sun. But even so, there has never been such a thing in ancient times.
What does he mean by the fact that the two holy sons are in the same generation? Does he want to replace me?"
"Holy Son, do you want to..."
"I can't be afraid of a small child, but the water totem and the Sun King beside her are very attractive."
If the Sun King really had the support behind him, it would be a joke for him to target an immature brat. The Sun Son ordered, "Go check that person's background first."
"As commanded."
In the dead of night, the material convoy returned to the tribe. To celebrate the successful exchange of new materials, the tribe held a prayer ceremony again, which was lively for a day and a half.
When the end was near, Zhan Changfeng rolled his eyes and saw a skinny old man next to him. He was wearing barefoot bloomers, a large white cloth draped diagonally over his shoulders and tied into a robe. Half of his bare arms were covered with complicated golden totems. This golden
Totems seemed to cover his whole body, and his face and feet were all covered with them.
He described it as haggard but full of vitality, like a stone statue worshiped by millions of people, which over time has developed a godly character that makes people awe-inspiring.
He didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Zhan Changfeng, but it was enough to convey his meaning.
Zhan Changfeng followed him through the lively crowd and walked on the quiet path of the oasis.
"Sir, there is no need to be formal. I have no other intention of coming here." His words were as calm as an old man in this world, but they could not be ignored.
"Do you deserve to be called sir?" Such a person called her husband for no reason. After thinking about it, it could only be related to Mu Qingyun. Zhan Changfeng thought he was the Sun King, but he felt that he was a hundred times more powerful than the Sun King.
It can't be compared to the one I saw before.
"I am the Sun King, and not just the Sun King." He said, "I didn't know that Sir was the inheritor of the Water God Pattern before, so I was disappointed."
Water totem and water god pattern are two concepts. Water god pattern contains all the true meaning of natural water.
The more than 1,400 water totems on the twelve totem poles left by the Yiman tribe can indeed cultivate the water god pattern.
She only used the totem once when dealing with Zhao Huai and others, and he actually saw and discovered her.
She now somewhat believes that the Sun King has noticed space fluctuations.
At this time, there was no point in concealing anything and beating around the bush. She said, "You are a humble person who is not worth mentioning. I am really scared to ask you to come here in person."
"Every divine pattern is precious. It is even more difficult to pass it on and cultivate it to the end. You and I are also in the same path." The Sun King smiled, "The difference is that I am close to Chang.
Rong, you are as miserable as a wash."
His attitude was not obvious, but every word contained deep meaning. Zhan Changfeng thought about it for a moment and knew what he was saying, "What advice do you have?"
"To be honest, that child is one of my descendants. I am very happy that you can be her husband. I hope you can continue to teach her."
"Thank you for your support."
"Yeah." He nodded lightly and his figure gradually disappeared.
Zhan Changfeng lowered his sleeves and walked forward. Because of her strength and specious words, the Holy Son of the Sun should have some scruples. At least he would not target the child again. If he wanted to get rid of her, he would find a way to get rid of her first and cut off the wings that protect the child.
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The Sun King is more difficult to predict, but with the water totem and holy fetus around, it would be best to gather her.
Although she was surprised that he could see the water god pattern with the water totem, in any case, her identity as a gentleman has been revealed. I don't know how the Sun King will treat this holy child while the Son of the Sun is still alive.
Keep it a secret or make it public at some point.
She had doubts in her heart, so she went to the wizard's residence and borrowed a biography of the saints. Books and texts here were as rare and precious as water. Only the wizard could master the books and texts to teach the tribesmen.
Wu Ling carefully held out the book which was as good as new and asked her to read it on the spot and not take it out.
This book simply records the birth dates and deeds of each generation of Sun Kings, and is regarded as a treasure by the witch spirits. After all, worshiping the birthdays and deaths of each generation of Sun Kings is also a major event.
Zhan Changfeng sat down cross-legged, put the thick book on his knees, and turned page by page.
The one area where those who practice totem-based spiritual power are obviously inferior to those who practice Qi may be their life span.
Not to mention the innate Holy Spirit, the demon race, and some special ancient races, as far as the longevity of ordinary races is concerned, with the increase of Taoism, there will be a big limit on one, three, six, and nine, mortals have a hundred years limit, and foundation building has three
There is a limit of one hundred years, there is a limit of six hundred years to escape from the mortal world, and there is a limit of nine hundred years to the realm of life and death. After a thousand years, the destiny is fulfilled. After that, the magical power, spiritual mirror, and return to the void are divided into three thousand years, six thousand years, and nine thousand years.
Only when you enter the realm of ten thousand tribulations can you live forever.
A pure totemist wields divine power with a mortal body, bursting out with the most intense light in a short period of time. Once the hundred years are up, he will die sooner or later.
The Sun Kings of the past dynasties were different. They were conceived and born by the energy of the sun. Their lifespans were long. Coupled with the nourishment of their faith, they lived as long as they could.
In this biography of the saints, there are not a few who lived for hundreds of years.
However, she discovered a phenomenon. Ten generations ago, the Sun King and the Sun Son would exist at the same time. Generally, after the Sun King grew old, he would find the Holy Child and train him to succeed him.
But ten generations later, it was after the death of the Sun King that a baby was found to directly take over. For ten consecutive generations, there was a Sun King but no Son of the Sun.
Now in the eleventh generation, there is a Sun King. Not only a Sun Son, but also a Holy Child secretly?
Zhan Changfeng felt that the matter was not simple. Thinking of his words "I am the Sun King, but not the Sun King", a guess emerged in his mind and he closed the book secretly.
If it is the same Sun King for ten generations and three thousand years, then how deep his power is.