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Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight all religions arrive(2/2)

Everyone was shocked, Xiaoshi's influence was beyond imagination, even the Qin people were frightened.

This time, Shi Hao destroyed the seven gods, which made many powerful forces grateful. Everyone understood that without him, there would be a catastrophe in the near future, and all religions must obey the orders of the gods.

It is a pity that Shi Hao is about to die. Although today is a grand occasion, it is not a happy event. He is so beautiful, but he has to die prematurely, which makes many people sigh.

There were too many people, and in the end Shi Ziling, War King, Peng Jiu, etc. had to stop people from visiting anymore, which would seriously affect Shi Hao's condition.

Throughout the whole day, people kept coming, and Burao Mountain was crowded. Most of them came to visit Shi Hao. Of course, some people wanted to know whether he would die.

In the evening, Shi Hao's small courtyard was so clean that ordinary people could not approach it at all and it was completely blocked.

"Stone Emperor, you are ill. No one can say what will happen to you in the end. Why not engrave the Kunpeng treasure technique now, otherwise it may be lost."

Several people in charge of Bulao Mountain can come and visit. After all, they are landowners, but they are closely watched by War King, Shi Ziling and others. At this time, an old man from the Qin tribe said this.

"What do you mean?!" Peng Jiu stood up at that time and glared angrily.

King Ming was also furious and said: "The Stone Emperor has been in a coma for most of the time, and only has a few moments to wake up. He is constantly coughing up blood. In this state, you still dare to make plans and want him to spend all his energy to carve such complicated and complicated runes."

, do you want to force him to die immediately?!"

"You, the Qin Clan, really have a good idea!" The War King also darkened his face, filled with anger. He knew that the Qin Clan naturally wanted Shi Hao to pass on that supreme treasure to Qin Hao.

Several old Wangs have been holding back because they really want to use the piece of immortal bone to cure Shi Hao and ask for help, otherwise he would have suffered an attack earlier.

When Shi Hao heard this, he was slightly startled. He waved his hand to tell them not to get angry, and sighed: "I was negligent. I am always in a coma. Even if I wake up for a moment, my mind is not enough." He paused slightly and said: "Go and get it.

Here comes the precious bone, I want to inscribe the Kunpeng method on it."

"Your Majesty!" War King and Peng King were very anxious. Kunpeng's method is so complicated and unpredictable that it cannot be carved at will.

You must know that when Shi Hao watched this method at Kunpeng's Nest in Beihai, he spent several days to write down the imprints as complex as the stars in the sky.

Now that he is in this state, if he forcibly engraves this method, he will definitely die of exhaustion.

"Haoer, no!" Shi Ziling and his wife stopped him, they would never let him do this.

"I have made up my mind." Shi Hao shook his head. He wanted to keep this method and leave it to Shi Guo, but also wanted to send it back to Shi Cun No. 1.

Although Liu Shen has also completed his cultivation, after stepping into the bone gate, it is unknown where he is now and whether he is still alive is unknown.

He didn't want Kunpeng's method to be lost, he wanted to keep it in the world.

The bones have been taken, and no one can stop Shi Hao. At this dusk, he has forced everyone back, and no one can stop him. He writes with all his heart.

When Shi Ziling walked in, he found his chest covered in blood and immediately shouted and forcibly stopped him.

"Your Majesty!" Several old kings were trembling, and they all strongly objected and refused to let him continue.

"My condition is not good, and I always fall into a coma. It seems that even if I try my best, I can only carve half of the true meaning in the end." Shi Hao sighed softly.

When it was getting dark, there was a commotion in Bulao Mountain, because this time another group of people came, hundreds of them, making noisy noises and shouting, and rushed towards Shi Hao's small courtyard.

"Grandpa Patriarch!" Shi Hao threw down the bone in his hand. His eyes were blurred and his nose was sore. The people from Shicun arrived, and most of the people in the village came.

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng took the lead, followed by Shi Feijiao, Shilinhu, Qingfeng, Pihou, Huzi, many uncles, and some aunts.

Such a group of noisy people, all with red eyes, crowded the yard, and only some of them could enter the house.

"Child, you have been wronged, let's go home!" The old patriarch trembled and stroked his head, just like he did when he was a child.

"If you don't get treatment here, you can only wait for death. When we return to the village, we will definitely cure you!" Er Meng got angry and said regardless.

"The patriarch said that there are still many ancestral artifacts in our village. If we stew all the old items from each household in a cauldron, we might be able to boil out the elixir. Let's go back and not stay here!" Zhuang Ye yelled.

Shi Hao wanted to laugh when he heard these words, but his eyes were blurred and warm liquid flowed down.

Apparently, after Er Meng, Da Zhuang and others arrived at Bulao Mountain, they heard some rumors from the princes.

"Go home, kid, let's go home!" Shi Linhu said with tears in his eyes.

Shi Hao was smiling, but tears fell from his eyes. His heart was warm and full of reluctance, and he said, "Okay, let's go back to Shicun. I miss all of you."

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