Papa! Papa!

He got up and patted the dust on his body, stranded with messy hair, and then created water to wash his face.

"Ah... it's refreshing..." The old man Qin Ba muttered to himself.

Crack! Crack...

The body was filled with blood and blood, filling the limbs and bones. As the body twisted, the bones crackled.

Rumble...

The huge blood flows throughout the body, the internal organs roar, and the air flow outside the body storms.

Then, my breathing continued and I felt very stable.

Every move is full of the glorious atmosphere of a generation of emperors.

Every step you take is majestic and extremely regular, and very regular.

The emperor is grand!

Gradually, he took a step into the air and came to the ground of the old man who is willow. The old man Qin Ba immediately sorted out his clothes and knelt down and said:

"The human emperor of the world, welcome the Lord Sacrifice to the Spirit..."

He was prostrated and did not dare to get up. The old man Qin Ba said respectfully:

"I knew that you were the existence of Lord Sacrifice on the note or stone carvings that were excavated in the burial of God."

"I didn't expect that today I was lucky enough to meet the mythical and legendary Lord Shenmu Shengling. I am deeply frightened..."

One of the three crisp and tender willow branches gently stretched out, gently lifting the old man Qin Ba, and then quickly shrinks and turns into a small willow branch that is long as a slap.

Without any hesitation, the old man from Willow Tree was changing his body in front of everyone, in a daze, as if he was dreaming, so fast that his naked eyes could not see clearly.

As if unconsciously, the old willow tree turned into a small willow tree that was only half of Wu Yan's height.

What makes everyone curious is that it has no roots.

Although the willow tree is small and has no roots, it is quite extraordinary.

On the green trunk, there is no old skin at all. Dozens of willow branches, coupled with the tender buds of pearls and jade that are nurtured in spring, they are really as holy and dust-free as jasper.

Perhaps because of the nutritional content, a few willow leaves have grown, green light spreads, and the breeze blows, and the fairy sounds are bursting.

At dusk, the sun sets, the setting sun is like blood, and the dim sunlight shines. The little willow trees are swaying in the afterglow of the sunset.

As the slightest swayed, the little willow tree seemed to be breathing, sucking soft purple sun, but exhaling rich spiritual substances.

Dingding...

The willow branches danced like some kind of regular resonance, and the sound of sacrifice suddenly sounded, cleaning up the hearts of all people in the world.

Accompanied by the surging fairy mist, hazy and faint, there are old events that make people feel like they are in the scene.

"The jade is made up into a tall tree, and thousands of green silk ribbons are hanging down."

"I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

"This little willow tree is so magical. Its breath is very strong. Are those pictures... a sacrificial activity in the past? The aura of those ancestors... so powerful..." General Shenwei was shocked.

Various images are activated by some substance or ritual, resulting in the emergence of the old world scenes imprinted on the wood of the universe.

"From the picture, the ancient ancestors not only worshiped the Lord of Spirits, but also..." Wu Changsheng was stunned.

There are endless pictures, which are the old stories that people have sacrificed endlessly to willows or other ancient trees over billions of years.

call……

As the wind comes, the fairy falls, and the dust does not fly or rises, holding a young child gnawing strawberries and candied haws in his arms.

Feeling affection when you are moved by the scene, recalling all the old things, thinking of the vast world at that time, with the prosperity of the world, Zhenxian Liruo said to himself:

"It is rumored that every universe has a spirit sacrifice master, and some high-level universes have at least nine figures of spirit sacrifice master."

He hugged Wu Yan with his left hand and touched his little face with his right hand. Zhenxian Liruo looked at Wu Yan chewing candied haws with affection and said:

"When I met him, their universe had declined. Although my father and others agreed to send troops, in the end..."

"In the Canglong Universe, because the other eight spirit sacrificial masters accidentally fell into Nirvana, only Grandpa Willow Shu was left... This led to a massive invasion of strange and ominous aura."

The vision scene appears quickly and disappears quickly. Then, above the small willow tree, an old man with fairy spirit and a fairy-like trait appeared quietly.

"well!"

After a leisurely sigh, Liu Shu spoke:

"Niwa is right. Once upon a time, our Canglong Universe had nine divine trees in the universe."

"If the nine divine trees are divided in order by strength, they are the world trees with the strongest ranking, as well as other yellow pine, sycamore trees, fusang sacred trees, camphor trees, willow trees, Bodhi trees, lotus magnolias, and osmanthus trees."

"Recalling our coexistence..."

Raising his little face, the young boy Wu Yan looked at Zhenxian Liruo and shouted:

"Little...sister, I want to go down..."

I could hear that this guy had just warned him, and he almost couldn't remember it. Fortunately, he didn't call me Auntie, otherwise, seeing that I wouldn't swollen your butt, Zhenxian Liruo thought fiercely in his heart.

"Haha... Yan'er is good, Yan'er... Sister lets you go, but remember to follow what your father said and don't be naughty!" Zhenxian Liruo was happy.

After landing, Wu Yan ran to the little willow tree with candied haws and responded without looking back.

The beautiful eyes were always watching Wu Yan running towards the willow tree, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. Zhenxian Liruo thought to himself, "Haha, this girl's "future good husband development method" is much better than the witchcraft of the girls in southern Xinjiang on earth, haha..."

Running to the small willow tree, the young boy Wu Yan stretched out his fleshy little hand to grab the willow tree's beard and asked curiously:

"Grandpa Liushu, why have you become smaller? You are not as tall as me! A few days ago, you were not very tall, and it was very scary..."

The long white beard was caught, and the willow tree begged in pain and said:

"Oh, oh, oh, kid, stop pulling it. Grandpa hurts a lot. If you pull it again... I will never grow taller..."

"Oh... I'm sorry, Grandpa Liushu..." Wu Yan apologized as if he understood, but then he wanted to pull the crispy and tender willow branches. His actions immediately scared Liushu's body to sweat coldly.

As his thoughts changed, his little hands were probably a little uncomfortable, so Wu Yan handed the candied haws to his left hand, while his right hand rubbed against his own little clothes.

The young boy Wu Yan put his little right hand on his clothes and rubbed it, handing the candied haws to the willow tree and said:

"For, Grandpa Willow, it's delicious, my little sister bought me the candied haws. She said that as long as I eat more, I can grow taller. She also said, "Only if I grow taller, then I will be what he wants..."

After tilting his little head, the young boy Wu Yan said in a shocking voice:

"Grandpa Willow, I can grow tall after eating candied haws. Do you do it too? Eat it quickly. My rhubarb is not here, otherwise I will share it with it."

Innocence, lively and cute, every word and action is so funny and hilarious, and it seems to have some great truth.

Kneeling on the ground, with his mouth open, the glorious imperial aura disappeared, leaving only a glowing dragon suit and a purple gold crown.

After shook his head in confusion, the old man Qin Ba stood up and slowly walked to the side of the Saint National Master.

"Go and arrange it quickly and let the people below prepare a banquet. I want you to use this to make a sacrifice, do you know?"

"Let them get one or two roasted lambs, and then get some hard dishes made with delicacies from the mountains and seas..."

"Oh, and, let's take eight or nine bottles of national wine, and in addition, make a few boxes of good beer..." The old man, Qin Ba, came to the saint's national master's ear and whispered.

It's so strange, why am I guilty? I don't tell you anything but I don't explain it to me. What the hell?

The Saint Master was puzzled, but he also knew that today was indeed very special, and that he should be the steward of the Kingdom of God to personally prepare to welcome the visit of Lord Sacrifice and others.

"Okay, Master, then you accompany them into the banquet hall of the Central Hall first. I will go and instruct the chefs to prepare a banquet now." The saint responded and left.

Raising his footsteps, and before he could take a step, the Saint National Master turned around and sent a voice to the divine sense of the Divine Power General Wang Ziyu:

"Order your eight thousand hidden kills to protect the ancient capital of heaven and earth in all directions, and let unconventional troops cooperate, and be sure to ensure the peace of the ancient capital of heaven and earth. Also, you can protect them yourself, and there must be no mistakes."

After he turned around and left, Wu Yanyu, the leader of the Yinsha Sect, secretly sent a voice to ask:

"Lord, although he is a national teacher, does he have the right to order you?"

After stopping for a long time, after the old man Liushu and others entered the inner city, the general of Shenwei Wang Ziyu sighed:

"Oh! Forget it, who makes him a saint national teacher? For a long time, his position in people's hearts is probably more important than that of today's saints."

"You must not talk nonsense about this matter. Oh, there is another thing. Why do you want to go to Longpanshan County to stop us?"

When talking about the assassination incident, Wu Yanyu was also puzzled. She felt that judging from the reaction of the old man Qin Ba just now, he did have the possibility of mobilizing eight thousand hidden members to assassinate the Saint National Master, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not the case.

Thinking about many possibilities in my mind, I quickly screened two possibilities, so Wu Yanyu whispered:

"The first possibility is that the old man Qin Ba can't hold it anymore. He wants to find an excuse to get rid of the saint national master who has a great power."

"The second possibility is that the people below want to kill you and the saints and masters to death. This person must have a terrifying ambition."

If you think about it, you will know who the master messenger behind the scenes is. What is the general of the Divine Power, Wang Ziyu?

"I can't bear to kill him. After all, I was a good brother and a comrade-in-arms. During that self-defense counterattack, he saved my life."

If it were someone else, the general of the Divine Power, Wang Ziyu, would have killed him without hesitation, but now that he is not the right thing to do, he feels that he is no longer the passionate young man without any worries.

"He? Lord, who is he?" Wu Yanyu was puzzled.

Huhu...
To be continued...