Although the Tuoshi clan has obtained the skills passed down by him, there are only a few hundred members in the whole clan, and their foundation is too shallow. Even if they learned some methods of concealing aura in the skills, those methods are not enough under Lu Xiaotian's nose.
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"There are still 231 people in the other unit and 137 injured." Ba Li said.
"Tuo Jing died because he saved me." Lu Xiaotian said.
"The Yeshi clan was born because of the saint. When we came to look for the saint this time, I and the clan members were determined to die. It is his glory that Tuo Jing could sacrifice his body for the saint and die in a worthy place." Ba Li and other clan members
There was a look of sadness on his face, but Bali's old face looked extremely determined.
"Take me to see the injured." Lu Xiaotian was a little surprised by the enthusiasm and reverence of the Yeshi tribe at the moment, but he didn't say much. Since this abandoned race chose him and was absolutely loyal to him, Lu Xiaotian
Even though Ba Li did not mention the hardships of getting here all the way, it took more than a million miles to get here from their original position, and it took decades to travel here without any obsession.
It is difficult for people to do it. Especially now that people in the world of immortality are extremely complex, the fact that the Yeshi Clan can have such an obsession shocked Lu Xiaotian, and at the same time he also felt a little incredible.
Along the way, the number of injured has exceeded one-third of the team, not counting those who died on the way. It is obvious that the Yeshi tribe suffered heavy casualties.
"The saint can escape the difficulty. If you are injured, it is better to rest for a while. The losses suffered by the people are in the past. As long as the saint can return safely, everything will be worth it." Ba Li said quickly.
Lu Xiaotian shook his head. If he didn't have the strength to pull back, his body flew straight towards the cave. Just after the conversation, Lu Xiaotian could control more blood power. Although it would be delayed to fully recover.
A long period of time, but in this small moment, it was no big problem for him to round up and flatten a junior in the Shenxu Realm. However, he was still far from his heyday.
"Let's go and have a rest. You can just follow me." Lu Xiaotian ordered, and his speed increased a bit again.
Seeing that he could not stop him, Ba Li quickly ordered his tribesmen to go about their work. When Lu Xiaocai arrived at the entrance of the cave, a series of groans came to his ears, and there was also a pungent stench.
"Lizard poison?" Lu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly. In addition to the wounds caused by being attacked by the demons with magical weapons, the hundred and dozens of page stone tribesmen were all poisoned by the poison of the demon lizard.
In addition to the poisoned and dying injured on the 10th, there were more than a hundred corpses that had died from the poison alone. Lu Xiaotian was not expecting the tragic casualties during the Yeshi tribe's trip to Blue Mirror Lake!
"The character of this Stone Clan is so strong!" Thinking of the performance of Ba Li and his party in front of him just now, Lu Xiaotian was shocked again. Even though they had suffered such heavy casualties and costs, apart from the pain, they also had no pain.
A trace of regret. Affected by the curse for generations, this abandoned race has lost too many relatives and suffered too many casualties, but it has also created their iron will in struggling in life, death and suffering. The determination of life and death.
Indifference, unyielding and resistance to fate. This small and weak tribe, which seems to be alienated by most human races because of the mountain shape on its head, and is not liked by the demon tribe, while pursuing the inheritance of the tribe, has a kind of personality.
Strong, unyielding and fearless in life and death!
"Saint! We have found the Saint!" Those injured who saw Lu Xiaotian struggled to get up. Those with less serious injuries were able to get up, and some struggled but fell back halfway. But these people who suffered a lot
, while feeling hurt, he also looked happy.
"Don't move!" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm to hold it, and a ball of dense force formed by the force of blood floated forward.
"The saint has not recovered from his serious injury, so we must not do it." Patriarch Ba Li panicked when he saw this, and quickly knelt down. "The saint recovers as soon as possible, so that the efforts of the clan members will not be in vain."
"Back off! You all lie down and don't move." The second half of the sentence was addressed to the injured. Lu Xiaotian's tone was calm, but with a bit of majesty that could not be objected to.
Patriarch Ba Li did not allow him to say any more, but the ball of blood in Lu Xiaotian's hand had already flown into the air, like a small bloody sun, making it impossible for the injured members of the Page Stone Clan to look directly at it.
The dense blood emits streaks of bloody rays, which shine on every injured member of the Sheshi Tribe in the cave. Those who are more seriously injured receive more bloody rays. Under the interweaving of the bloody rays, inside the cave,
Immediately, a stench oozed from the wounded, forming black sweat. After a while, the breath of these wounded became much calmer, and the breath of the dozens of injured who were already dying gradually became stronger.
"Saint, thank you for your kindness in reincarnation!" Patriarch Ba Li saw this scene in front of him, with tears streaming down his face. The Yeshi tribe has a strong temperament and is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that they do not yearn for life. Looking at the tribesmen
One by one was tortured in severe pain, and one by one died in mourning. As the leader of the clan, his heart was as sharp as a knife, but he had to act stronger than others. It was not until Lu Xiaotian appeared at this time that he
He thought that the hundreds of dozens of clan members who were destined to die were brought back from the gate of hell.
"Thank you Saint for the reincarnation." Many of the injured were crying incessantly. The Yeshi tribe traveled millions of miles and rolled all the way to Blue Mirror Lake. There are still so many people left, isn't it?
It depends on how strong they are. In the case of low level and weak strength, they can get here. In addition to luck, they have to endure humiliation, suffer the eyes of some forces, and bear the death of their clan members to move forward with a heavy load.
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The Yeshi tribe has a strong character, and they can also endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens for their goals. In front of the enemy, they are not afraid even if they die. The saint is still the same saint, the saint who does not dislike them and saves the Yeshi tribe from fire and water! In front of the saint
, their fragile and helpless side was completely exposed. The saint in front of them was the only one they could talk about without despising the Shale Clan, no, he was the Holy One of the Shale Clan!
"Since you respect me as a saint, from now on, the Yeshi Clan will be my tribe. The Yeshi Clan will not let me down, and I will not let the Yeshi Clan down as long as I live!" The cloud of blood completely dissipated, and Lu Xiaotian's face turned pale.
, he forcibly detoxified these Yeshi clan members before their injuries recovered, which delayed the recovery process a little. However, under this situation, Lu Xiaotian could not resist the urge to take action.
"The members of the Yeshi tribe will never betray the saint. If they violate it, they will be abandoned by both humans and gods, and will never be resurrected!" After hearing Lu Xiaotian's words, the patriarch Ba Li, who was originally in tears, couldn't help but get emotional, and even his voice trembled.