Seeing Murong Ningyue's attitude suddenly improved, the middle-aged man glanced at Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao with some suspicion, and then said with some suspicion: "Are you really here to worship the gods? But I see that you look like a ferocious god and not like a good person!"

Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao couldn't help but look helpless when they heard this. Ye Yaorao always looked cold and turned her back to her back without looking at the middle-aged man. Murong Ningyue tried to put on a smile and said, "Brother, you must have misunderstood us. How could you look like a fierce god? I sincerely ask you for advice. Just tell us what the origin of the gods are and what should we do to worship the gods?"

Seeing Murong Ningyue's sincere words, the middle-aged man then said, "No one knows the origin of God God, and we don't need to know it, but the benefits that God God brings to us are obvious to everyone. Under the glory of God God, our bodies will become stronger. Our cultivation speed has also increased a lot. It is precisely because of this that our tribes are not even too lazy to fight again. Everyone feels the glory of God God together, and from then on, the rotten wood forest will become harmonious!"

The more Murong Ningyue heard what the middle-aged man said, his eyes widened. Why did this guy speak like the leaders in his previous life? Although Murong Ningyue could no longer listen, Murong Ningyue was afraid that if he interrupted, he would not say anything, so he could only listen patiently.

After finally finishing the long discussion together, Murong Ningyue said again: "It turns out that the gods are so great. It seems that we are really here this time. But brother, you haven't said how we can worship the gods and bathe in the glory of the gods?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have completely believed Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao. After hearing what Murong Ningyue said, he patted his chest and said, "This is simple! Although our Yanque Tribe is a small tribe in the rotten wood forest, as long as you join our tribe, you can naturally worship the gods. The gods have always treated us equally!"

Murong Ningyue now understood that this middle-aged man was from the Yanque Tribe. Of course, Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao were not interested in joining the Yanque Tribe. However, in order to pay homage to the god of heaven to find out the details of the god, Murong Ningyue made a decision quickly.

"Okay! Then let's join your Yanque Tribe. Please help me introduce you, brother!"

The middle-aged man had completely recovered from his previous horror. He patted his chest and said to Murong Ningyue: "Don't worry, after bathing in the glory of Lord God, all of us in the rotten wood forest are now very kind, and the patriarch of our Yanque tribe is even more kind. If you are willing to join the patriarch, you will definitely not refuse!"

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao quickly entered the Yanque Tribe. This Yanque Tribe is indeed a small tribe, with only nearly a hundred people in the entire tribe.
Chapter completed!