"Great Elder..." I frowned and murmured in confusion.

When the old man on crutches heard the sound, he quickly turned around and looked surprised. When he saw Xuan Ye, his eyes almost overflowed with joy.

Lao Dang Yizhuang rushed up in a hurry, reacting excitedly and excitedly.

"It's you!" Like an old friend reunited after a long separation, the old man held Xuan Ye's hand with tears in his eyes. His originally solemn voice was now choked and trembling uncontrollably: "You can turn into a human form? Wow, that's great.

! It’s only been three years since I last saw you, and you are finally out of the sea of ​​misery, great!”

This situation was actually something I didn't expect at all... This reaction shocked me.

"Do you know each other too?" I asked unexpectedly.

Xuan Ye replied calmly: "Well, when I first met him, he was still a baby. It has been three hundred years now."

I exclaimed: "We've known each other for three hundred years? No wonder I'm aware of your existence."

The old man held Xuan Ye's hand with tears and said happily: "Yes, it's been three hundred and twenty-one years! To be honest with Miss Bai, Mr. Long is my savior and my mentor. There was no Long back then.

Jun showed up to save me, but without Long Jun’s careful guidance, I wouldn’t be where I am today...

Over the years, my only wish in this life is to see Lord Long escape from the sea of ​​suffering and regain his freedom before he dies... Okay! Now this wish has finally come true!"

Xuan Ye patted the old man's shoulder comfortingly and withdrew his hand, "Okay, you are already old, so it is better to be young and happy."

I stood on the edge and finally figured out their relationship, "I didn't expect that they are all acquaintances. You should have told me earlier, so that I wouldn't have to worry about whether to come or not."

When the old man heard that I was blaming him, he was dumbfounded again. He stroked his beard and thought curiously: "Miss Bai and Mr. Long... who are you two..."

Xuan Ye picked up the old man without changing his expression: "Xiaoran is my wife, my Dragon Queen."

"Dragon Queen?" The old man's eyes shone brightly. He walked two steps closer to me with his walking stick and looked at me several times with good intentions: "Okay! Not bad! Although the Miao Wu tribe has not had an orthodox saint for a long time.

Yes, but Miss Bai’s charm and appearance are a perfect match for our Mr. Long, who is so talented and beautiful!”

He sighed deeply and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that Mr. Long would have a wife after we haven't seen each other for three years. Time flies so fast, like a fleeting moment, which really makes people sigh!"

"Three years are neither too short nor too long, but they pass faster." Xuan Ye clasped my finger and led me to the front door: "Tell me, what do you need from my wife next?"

Do?"

The Great Elder led everyone to follow him: "Since the Dragon King has come later, please give it a try first. Our Witch Clan has a seven-color lotus. It was invited from the hands of God by the ancestors of the Witch Clan a long time ago.

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Originally, it had always been worshiped by the Miao people. Later, the Miao witch clan fell apart and the witch clan no longer had an orthodox saint. Our ancestors of the Li town witch clan secretly took this seven-color lotus out.

The seven-color lotus can identify the saint and recognizes the saint as the main one. Although the Dragon Queen is not from the Miao ethnic group and has no witch blood in her body, I am still unwilling to give it a try and want to give it a try.

After all, when I used the seven-color lotus to test Bai Yueyue, the seven-color lotus did react to her aura, but the reaction was not very strong, which means that Bai Yueyue must have been in contact with the saint before.

So even if the Saint is not the Dragon Queen, she must still be Bai Yueyue's sidekick."

I walked into the gate of the ancient house with Xuan Ye, and I was puzzled and asked: "Has our Witch Clan ever produced a foreign saint without the blood of the Witch Clan before?"

The great elder shook his head while holding a walking stick, and stepped forward to guide us: "That's not true. Saints of the Witch Clan protect the Witch Clan, and they only come from the Witch Clan. According to family history, there have been a total of 286 saints in the Witch Clan since ancient times.

, every saint is the daughter of the previous saint.

In order to ensure the purity of the bloodline of the saints of the clan, the ancestors made special rules. After the saints of the clan come of age, they can only marry men of their own clan and cannot intermarry with foreign clans.

So let alone a saint from an alien race, there has never been a saint with alien blood in her body."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will definitely not be one of your saints. My father and mother are both Han people. When I was a child, I was stolen and thrown into the Miao tribe. I am no better than Bai Yueyue.

, Bai Yueyue is indeed of the witch clan’s bloodline after all.

But according to what you said, elder, my mother-in-law is the previous saint, so the status of the saint should be passed on to her daughter, or her granddaughter... Why should she pass it on to me?"

The great elder led the people around the screen wall and several ancient houses with strong Wu clan characteristics, and led us into a forest. The trees in the forest were lush, and as far as the eye could see, the ground was full of green water.

The water surface is covered with emerald green aquatic plants. The setting sun passes through the gaps between the dense leaves and falls mottledly on the water surface, like an oil painting sprinkled with gold foil, which is particularly beautiful.

Bamboo stacks were built on the water, trees grew in the water, small purple-blue flowers floated in the ripples, and butterflies stayed on the stamens of the flowers, dancing gracefully between heaven and earth.

It actually feels like a forbidden place in the mythical misty forest!

I never expected that this ancient house would hide such a large area of ​​Qinghu Forest, which is like a fairyland on earth.

The elder led us onto the plank road, and the girls behind us rowed boats to catch up.

A blue butterfly landed on my shoulder. I stretched out my hand to touch it, and then it flapped its wings and flew away.

"The saints of your mother-in-law's lineage can no longer be called saints. Didn't I tell the Dragon Queen that after the decline of the Miao witch clan, the bloodline of saints is no longer pure. In fact, the lineage of your mother-in-law

They are not the real line of saints. The real line of saints from the witch clan died out thousands of years ago.

According to the history of the Wu clan, after the last generation of saints died, no new orthodox saints were born.

The death of the saint caused the Miao shaman clan to fall into pieces. Elders and senior elders in high positions were busy forming cliques. When their subordinates were almost collected, they would go their separate ways and find another place to live alone.

lord it over.

In the end, only some of the old, weak, sick and disabled, as well as the Wu people who were unable to survive outside and had extremely weak witchcraft skills, continued to guard the original territory of the Miao Wu people. Over time, the later Miao Wu tribe was formed.

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Also because those who stayed behind were not strong enough and had poor talents, many of the secret techniques of the witch clan could not be passed down. To this day, there are people from the Miao witch clan who can only channel the yin, exorcise evil spirits, and raise voodoos.

Condition."

The old man led the way steadily with a cane, and used the cane to push away the approaching water plants:

"After the various forces of the Miao Wu tribe split, the remaining Miao Wu people continued to follow the customs of the Wu tribe. They regarded the saint as their spiritual pillar, so they selected a few newly born members of the tribe with the most spiritual energy.

The strong girls put them under the moon on the full night of the 15th month and prayed to the moon god to choose a new saint for them.

And your mother-in-law's lineage was inherited from the new saint chosen by the Moon God. Although the spiritual power of this lineage of saints is slightly stronger than others, they actually don't have much ability. It's just their vision.

Yes, we selected a saint who is good at management.

In the past, the saint was the patron saint of the witch clan. Now, the saint is just a patriarch. In a sense, she is more like the elders of other witch clans.

The saints have been passed down from generation to generation, and their spiritual power has long been inferior to each other. Up to now, even if they have preserved the orthodox secrets of the witch clan, they probably have not been able to successfully practice them.

Today's Miao Wu people are probably no different from ordinary people. As far as I know, those Miao Wu people hundreds of years ago had their lifespans shortened, and no one lived past 100 years old.

On the other hand, those of us who were once condemned and looked down upon by them as traitors have inherited many secrets of the witch clan. Our clan history is well preserved. Our clan members all have spiritual roots and have cultivated spiritual powers. Like this old man, he is over three hundred years old this year.

If anything unexpected happens, I can live another forty or fifty years!

Therefore, for the current Miao witch tribe, the origin of the saint may have long been irrelevant. They only need to ensure that the line of saints continues, and the subsequent saints are not considered the true saints of the witch tribe."

"So that's it..." I nodded in sudden realization: "My mother-in-law has never told me these things before, and no one in the clan has mentioned this history.

I always thought that the Li Zhen witch clan, including other witch clans, had nothing to do with our Miao witch clan. It turns out that the witch clans in the world really come from the same lineage and were all split from the Miao witch clan."

"Your mother-in-law probably doesn't know this history herself. This history was regarded by the stranded Miao people as a shame for the Miao people. Later, they simply erased the Miao people we left from the history of the Miao people."

They didn't want to admit our existence at all.

In addition, their lifespan is getting shorter and their memory is limited. If the younger generations want to know these things, they have to pass them down orally from their ancestors. As this is passed on, there will inevitably be gaps. Once there is a gap, your generation, and even

Your mother-in-law’s generation may not know these secrets at all.”

"I see." I roughly understood, "Then, can all the men, women, and children of your Li Town witch clan be immortal and have witch powers?"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Immortality depends on your own conduct. It is true that everyone has some witchcraft power, but no matter where you are, there are always children with weak spiritual roots.

In fact, many children are just like you Miao Wu people. They only have a yang life span of a hundred years. They can only communicate with yin and cultivate gu. Those who can reach my level are the only seven left in the family.

Elderly.

Our Li Zhen Wu tribe has a small number of people, only ninety in total, and now we are not as large as your Miao Wu tribe."

Ninety... living in this big courtyard does seem lively, with a lot of people, but compared with our Miao and Wu villages... the population is obviously thin.

Perhaps it's because the people of the Li Zhen Wu Clan live a long life. Once their lifespans are long, they won't be able to focus entirely on passing on the family line.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, we finally walked out of this dreamlike water forest.

At the entrance of the ancient courtyard hall at the other end of the woods, people from the Wu tribe were waiting in the open space paved with bluestone bricks in their own costumes——

When we saw some old people taking us there, they all stepped aside to make way for us.

The young man originally standing on the right side of the door frame held a flag bucket and strode towards this side: "Elder, you are finally here. The incense has fallen into the furnace. After the elder enters, you can start directly."

Listening to this familiar voice, I immediately recognized that he was the young man who threatened me on the phone...

Now that I have seen the true face of Lushan, I realize that he doesn’t look that good either.

Like a rough man in the mountains.

The old man nodded when he heard this. He raised his sleeves and said to the elderly people following him: "Elders, please go and get the holy objects first. I will come later."

After the elders entered the room, they turned to me and said with a smile: "Miss Bai, let me introduce you. This is Hengshui, a young man who is the most proficient in divination in our clan. He is only twenty-eight years old this year.

I'm still young and my temper hasn't calmed down yet, so I bumped into Miss Bai on the phone before, and I hope Miss Bai won't take the blame."

Before I could generously say not to argue with him, he rudely said to me again: "Are you that rude woman? Well, I don't think you look like a saint. Elder, this

Is it still necessary to try? I don’t think she is from Miao."

"Nonsense!" The old man scolded him with a cane: "You have no right to speak here! I asked you to come here to apologize to Miss Bai, not to apologize!"
To be continued...