Chapter 390 Dahuangshi Village, Willow Tree Statue and
Chapter 390 Dahuang Stone Village, Willow Stone Statue (please subscribe and vote)
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 390 Dahuang Stone Village, Willow Stone Statue (please subscribe and vote)
In the ancient wilderness, ferocious birds and beasts roamed freely. It was late at night, pitch black, and the scenery was invisible. But the mountains were not peaceful. The beasts roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, causing thousands of trees to tremble, and leaves rustling to fall.
In the mountains and valleys, ferocious beasts run rampant, ancient relics appear, and all kinds of terrifying sounds come and go in the darkness, threatening to tear the world apart.
In the vast mountains, a soft light loomed, like a candle swaying under the endless darkness of the night and among the mountains, and it could be extinguished at any time.
Gradually approaching the group of light, you can see clearly that there is half a huge dead tree. The diameter of the trunk is more than ten meters, and the whole body is charred black. Except for half of the main trunk, it only has a weak branch, but it is exuding vitality. The branches and leaves
Crystal clear as if carved from green jade, dots of soft light diffused, shrouding a village.
This is a lightning-struck tree. It was struck by lightning many years ago. The huge crown and vigorous vitality of the old willow tree seemed to have been destroyed. Now there is only a stump eight or nine meters high on the ground, which is surprisingly thick.
On the charred tree stump, there was only one willow branch shining brightly, filling the air like a divine chain of green clouds, covering and protecting the entire village, making this habitat hazy, like a fairyland, in this vast wilderness.
It seems very mysterious.
This is a sacrificial spirit belonging to this ancient village, a very special kind of existence. It is not easy to survive in the wilderness, with many races and remnants of the ancient wilderness. The human race and some relatively weak races will choose to worship some mysterious and powerful beings. For them,
Worship.
There is a relationship of mutual achievement between worshiping spirits and the tribe being guarded. The tribe relies on the power of worshiping spirits to survive and develop. Sacrifice to spirits gains offerings and faith. The power of faith has many wonderful uses in practice. The stronger the force, the more powerful the tribe.
, the strength of the sacrificed spirit becomes stronger.
The village under the vast mountains is not that big in scale. It uses dead trees and green willows as sacrifices, and it doesn't seem to be very strong.
In the ancient stone village, every household in the village is a stone house. In the dead of night, the place is peaceful and quiet, as if it is isolated from the darkness of the outside world and the roar of beasts.
"Woo..."
A strong wind blew by, and a huge dark cloud crossed the sky, covering the entire night sky and blocking the only stars. The mountains became even darker.
The ferocious bird song came from high in the sky, piercing through the cracked gold and stone, and actually originated from the dark cloud. If you look closely, it turned out to be an incredibly huge bird, covering the sky and the moon, and it was unknown how many miles long it was.
The giant bird flew over the vast mountains and looked down at the earth below. Its eyes were like two blood moons, full of fierceness. It stared at the old willow tree for a moment, and finally flew to the deepest part of the mountains.
In the wilderness, there are countless ferocious birds of different species, and there are occasionally ferocious and violent people who kill without limit. Without the protection of powerful sacrificial spirits, the weak tribes and races will be in danger.
"Boom..."
Deafening thunder suddenly sounded, and the rumbling thunder frightened the divine birds. The entire wilderness trembled, and the earth shook and the mountains shook, as if the end was coming.
The crashing thunderstorm was rapid, and the sound of falling raindrops was dense and terrifying. It was continuous and gave no one a chance to breathe. It seemed like a vast river was pouring down, and it was extremely violent.
Heavy rain, lightning and thunder, scattered lightning bolts, thicker than the mountains, falling from the sky, like thunder dragons with teeth and claws, splitting more than a dozen mountains into powder in an instant, no longer existing, the void was scorched black, and the air was filled with
A slight burnt smell.
"What's going on? Why is there such a big thunderstorm suddenly?"
In the ancient village, several majestic figures walked out and came under the willow tree to look up at the sky, hoping to discover something.
"Brother Yunfeng, I have a bad feeling."
Several strong men in the ancient village were discussing, and a group of people's eyes focused on a middle-aged man, Shi Yunfeng, the patriarch of the village. When he was young, he left Shi Village and traveled abroad, so he was considered a well-informed person.
"Tonight...this thunderstorm is a little unusual, making people a little breathless."
"It's very wrong. I've never seen such a quiet rainy night in the wilderness. Those ferocious wolves in Nanshan like howling the most. They howl in the middle of the night, but now they are so quiet."
"I was woken up several times tonight and felt chills in my skin and bones."
Beside Shi Yunfeng, several gray-haired old people started talking. Although their hair and beards were already white, they were still energetic and their faces were glowing red. They were all old people in the village and had experienced many things.
"We have sacrificial spirits to protect us. The village will be safe and sound. You don't have to worry too much."
Shi Yunfeng looked at the huge lightning-struck tree at the head of the village and said firmly. Several old people nodded, and many village backbones discussed it for a long time without any results, and finally left with a heavy heart.
"Today is indeed too unusual. It's not like a thunderstorm falling from the sky, but more like the legendary... tribulation."
Shi Yunfeng sent everyone away and faced the thunderstorm to the willow tree for worshiping the spirit. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. There seemed to be a thick layer of black clouds condensed there. It was so thick that it could not be dissolved, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
.
"Boom..."
Accompanied by a loud bang in the sky, the terrifying thunder light made the vast mountains shine as bright as day. Shi Yunfeng saw a horrifying scene. A vast sea of thunder appeared on the sky, and the mighty power of heaven covered the heaven and earth, and all living beings on the earth were shocked.
Tremble, kowtow and surrender.
"This is……"
Shi Yunfeng's body couldn't help but tremble, and he felt an inexplicable fear. At this moment, the charred dead wood glowed, and the weak wicker exuding the gleaming green glow swayed gently in the thunderstorm, a strange power
After falling down, Shi Yunfeng felt much better.
Shi Yunfeng is fine, but under this divine power, countless creatures in the vast mountains are terrified. Whether they are ordinary wild beasts or powerful ancient relics, they are trembling, uneasy, and do not dare to breathe.
Even the purebloods among the ferocious beasts bowed their heads and looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with awe. They were nothing but weak ants in front of the mighty Heaven.
The thunder was so terrible that the villagers were awakened, and the cries of children could be heard in many stone houses. The men guarded the women, hugged their wives and children, and whispered comfort, trying to eliminate the fear.
"Buzzing..."
On the willow tree struck by lightning, a wicker stick is like a divine chain of green clouds, filling the air with halo, releasing soft light, guarding the village, making the place hazy, like a fairyland, undisturbed by thunderstorms.
"What the hell is this..."
Shi Yunfeng stood frozen in front of the willow tree, his face turned pale. He saw the sea of thunder surging, and the thunder rolling, turning into legendary creatures, real dragons, phoenixes, unicorns... His scalp tightened and his body stiffened when he saw it.
The two arms were fighting, and I didn't even have the strength to move.
The sea of thunder was vast, and there were all kinds of strange phenomena. He vaguely saw a figure floating in it. He thought of a rainy night more than ten years ago.
He was still a young man, and it was also a thunderstorm day like this. A willow tree covering the sky was bathed in a sea of thunder, and lightning as thick as a mountain was swirling. Thousands of willow branches turned into blazing divine chains, piercing the endless sky. It was terrifying.
monstrous.
This willow tree seemed to be fighting against something, showing a terrifying power. In the end, the willow tree was chopped down, leaving only a blackened stump, which fell into the stone village and took root.
After that night, the original sacrificial spirit of their village, a strange stone, escaped far away, and the lightning-struck willow tree became the new sacrificial spirit of their village. However, the name of the village did not change, it was still called Stone Village.
Originally, Shi Yunfeng had somewhat forgotten this memory, but tonight's thunderstorm made him involuntarily think of this past event. Although the two pictures are decades apart, they are very similar, both are unparalleledly shocking, and equally disturbing.
Tremor.
"boom……"
The shocking thunder sounded again, and Shi Yunfeng's pupils were condensed as he stood frozen on the spot. A black shadow fell from the thunderstorm and hit the stone village heavily.
Shi Yunfeng only heard a buzzing sound, and his ears were almost deafened. His vision was even blurry. He fell and sat there for a long time before regaining some consciousness. After he stood up reluctantly, he saw more people under the willow tree at the head of the village.
Order something.
"This is a stone statue?"
He walked over cautiously and saw a large stone leaning against the roots of the lightning-struck dead tree. It looked like a statue, with a vague outline of a human figure, and it seemed that he was holding a nine-story stone tower in his arms.
It's very extraordinary.
"Buzzing..."
Suddenly there was movement in the willow tree. On top of the charred wooden pile, a bright green branch swayed gently, and the buds were in bud, releasing a soft light.
Little bits of light rained down on the stone statue. Shi Yunfeng felt that there seemed to be something different about the stone statue, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
"Liu Shen, do you mean to stay?"
Shi Yunfeng spoke carefully, and the willow branches swayed as if in response. The former seemed to have received some kind of hint, nodded and left the place.
The thunderstorm that night in Dahuang quickly subsided, and nothing happened to the ancient stone village. However, after this night, under the willow god of the Dahuang Stone Village, there was an additional stone statue embracing the god tower, and together they accepted the sacrifice from the stone village.
Worship and worship.
…
"Ziling, look, the first ancestral land, this is the ancestral land of the Stone Clan."
Outside the vast mountains, a couple has gone through hardships and arrived outside the stone village. The man is tall, the woman is beautiful, and she is holding an infant baby in her arms.
The couple's faces were full of exhaustion. After seeing the magical lightning striking the willow tree, their eyes suddenly lit up and a sense of hope arose.
"Mom, I'm cold..."
Weak and unconscious murmurs sounded, and the surprise on the couple's faces instantly turned to distress. In the woman's arms, a thin baby curled up and was dying, as if it would die at any time.
"Hao'er, my poor Hao'er."
The mother of the child couldn't help wiping away tears. This was their child. He was once extremely healthy, intelligent, and cute, and was born to be a supreme being. However, he was assassinated by relatives of the same race and took away his child's supreme bones.
The originally healthy and lively child is now so thin and small, his eyes have no luster, his former agility and wisdom are gone, his body is deteriorating, and he may die at any time.
"Father, mother, cough cough..."
The weak child reluctantly opened his eyes. After seeing his parents, he subconsciously opened his hands and smiled heartlessly. The family affection and warmth made him feel comfortable. But his condition worsened again, his face became paler and paler, and he kept coughing.
, often shivering and feeling cold all over.
"Who are you?"
A powerful voice sounded, and Shi Yunfeng came to the entrance of the village, his eyes full of vigilance. Having traveled before, he could see that the couple's cultivation was extremely high.
"Old man, I wonder if this is the ancestral land...and you?"
After seeing Shi Yunfeng, this couple had some bad premonitions. The old man had some cultivation, but not much. It was really too low. It is said that this is the ancestral land of their Stone Kingdom. It is said that they have a lot of knowledge. How could this happen?
so?
Shi Yunfeng recalled some past events recorded in the clan, nodded and said: "Ancestral land? What you are talking about should be a branch that our ancestors left the wilderness to open up countless years ago. In this way, Shicun is indeed the ancestral land, and I am Shicun
The current clan leader is Shi Yunfeng."
"My name is Shi Ziling, and this is my wife Qin Yining. Our child Shi Hao was plotted and had his bones taken away. I heard that the ancestral land has supreme heritage..."
Shi Ziling spoke quickly. The couple went through all kinds of hardships to find the ancestral land in order to save their children through the ancestral land. Now they finally see hope. Could it be that...
"The heritage of the ancestral land? Sorry, we can't save this child."
Shi Yunfeng's face showed bitterness, "After the strongest group of ancestors went out through the thorns and thorns, Shicun gradually declined, and the inheritance was also broken. Now it is just struggling to survive in the wilderness..."
Shi Ziling and Qin Yining listened to Shi Yunfeng's introduction to the current situation of Shicun, and their hearts gradually fell to the bottom. They spent so much money to find their ancestral land, but they did not expect such a result. Could it be said that this is God's will to kill people?
.
"Why, God, what's wrong with my Hao'er..."
Shi Ziling looked up to the sky and roared, causing the heaven and earth to shake in all directions. He was filled with grief and anger, unwilling and unjust for his child.
"Ziling, you don't want to be like this, we still have a way, there is a way..."
Qin Yining pulled her husband, her eyes were red, and she had already made a decision in her heart. Her background was also extraordinary, but in order to be with Shi Ziling, she basically broke off the relationship there, but now for the sake of her children, she can only go there once
Already.
"But Hao'er's body..."
Shi Ziling calmed down after his madness, but considering the child's health, he was afraid that he would not be able to endure the long journey.
"Buzzing..."
At this time, the crystal willow branch swaying in the breeze glowed, and the child in Qin Yining's arms suddenly became much more peaceful, and his condition seemed no longer to deteriorate.
"Liu Shen, thank you for saving this child."
Seeing this, Shi Yunfeng quickly thanked the sacrificial spirit, and Shi Ziling and Qin Yining also had a glimmer of hope on their faces. Although Shicun was in decline, the sacrificial spirit was extraordinary, and their children could still be saved.
After a brief discussion, the couple asked Shi Yunfeng to temporarily take care of their child, while they traveled far away to find a way to completely save the child.
"You're such a little kid, you haven't been weaned yet! What a pitiful little thing. I want you to drink something next. Animal milk should be fine!"
Shi Yunfeng held the little child and came to the willow tree. The crystal clear blue light gradually turned blood on the child's face. At this moment, the child suddenly opened his eyes, and then touched the child who fell on the willow tree with a small hand.
Stone statue.
"Click..."
A sudden crisp sound startled Shi Yunfeng, and then he saw a surprising scene. The stone statue touched by the little one had a few cracks, and they expanded rapidly.
A ray of purple light shot into the sky, and the stone tower embraced by the stone statue suddenly cracked open. Purple flowers fell on the little guy, causing a fundamental change in his state. He seemed to be more alive and came back to life.
Yesterday, I saw some book friends mentioning the recent progress and plot issues. I originally wanted to write two extra chapters of Zhetian, Yaochi and Beidou's path to immortality, but continuing to write the ending of Zhetian seems to be a bit watered down.
, and the starting point has been tightened recently. It’s easy to get off the mark when writing about the Yaochi, so it’s better to go directly to the new main line! I’ll write the extra plot later when I have the opportunity, and it won’t fall behind anyway.