When the guards saw that the person who came was Qingdai, they all immediately showed respect and bowed their heads.

"We, the Menluo tribe, are waiting to meet the high priest!"

Six moving rays of light swept out from Siluo City, turned into shreds of smoke and landed at the city gate, turning into six old men wearing tree armor.

Only two of the six old men were in the middle stage of becoming gods, and the rest were in the early stages of becoming gods.

As soon as they saw Qingdai, the six of them all fell down and bowed down.

"I am waiting for Priest Mingluo to welcome the return of the high priest!"

"Grandpa Gu Luo, Grandpa Xuluo, please excuse yourself immediately. Qingdai cannot bear your kneeling."

Qing Dai still had a majestic expression at first, but when she saw the two old priests who were in the middle stage of becoming gods, her eyes immediately turned red, as if she was seeing her close relatives.

After her mother died, these two old men regarded her as a descendant and gradually trained her to become the high priest of this generation.

She will never forget this kindness.

Qingdai excused herself, and all the Mingluo people who were kneeling stood up.

Priest Guluo and Priest Xulu looked at Qingdai, with relief and joy in their cloudy eyes.

"It has been ten years since the high priest left Siluo City. Ten years of traveling must have been very hard. This time I will stay at home for a longer time and go out to look for the remains of my ancestors later." Priest Guluo looked at Qingdai with a smile on his face.

Feng Chen's face couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Over the years, he and Su Luo have always treated Qingdai as their granddaughter.

If it wasn't for the purpose of finding the remains of their ancestors, they would never have let Qingdai go out and wander around.

"Well, when I come back this time, I can stay in Siluo City for a longer time... I have recovered all the remains of the ten ancestors of Lianxu. Brother Lu helped me recover them."

"What! All the remains of our ancestors have been recovered!" Gu Luo was shocked, and his face was filled with surprise!

"Brother Lu?" Su Luo is a cautious person.

He narrowed his old eyes and carefully looked at Ning Fan next to Qingdai, a little wary.

The other four god-forming priests also looked at Ning Fan carefully, their white eyebrows solemn.

These god-transforming monks couldn't sense Ning Fan's aura at all!

Ning Fan's aura is deep and restrained. This restraint is not revealed at all. It is obvious that his realm is far beyond their imagination!

Gu Luo also put away his expression of surprise, looked at Ning Fan with a somewhat wary expression, and secretly sent a message to Xuluo.

"This person is unfathomable, at least he is voyeuristic!"

"No. More than that... Although he didn't reveal his breath, his hidden aura was even more powerful than that of Qingdai girl... This person is probably an old monster who asks questions." Su Luo analyzed.

"What! Wenxu! If this person has malicious intentions towards our Mingluo clan, we, the Mingluo clan, will be hard-pressed to resist!" Gu Luo was shocked, but this time, he was frightened.

The subtle expressions on everyone's face fell into Ning Fan's eyes, and he knew it well. His arrival scared the people of the Ming Luo tribe.

"My name is Lu Bei. I was entrusted by an old friend to protect the Mingluo clan. This is a token."

Ning Fan patted his storage bag, took out the Black Wood Token, and showed it to the six priests.

The moment they saw the Black Wood Order, the blood of the six god-transforming priests all boiled, and each one of them showed shocked and unexplainable expressions.

"Tree...Tree King Order!"

They don't call it the Black Wood Order, only the Tree King Order, because this order is the token of the tree kings of the Mingluo clan!

This object disappeared without a trace with the disappearance of the last generation of the Netherworld Tree Emperor. Why did it appear in Ning Fan's hands!

"This thing was given to me by the last tree king of the Mingluo tribe. He is not dead yet!"

Ning Fan's voice was very low, and he did not transmit the sound. Instead, he used his magical power. It was so low that only Qingdai and the six priests could hear it, but the other golden elixir guards could not hear it!

His words were like a huge stone thrown into the middle of the lake, causing huge waves immediately!

The six priests were shocked, and even Qingdai covered her mouth in shock.

Ning Fan had never told her where the Black Wood Order came from, but now he told her!

The last Mingluo Shuhuang who once disappeared is not dead yet!

This news is too shocking, too puzzling, and too unbelievable!

How many thousands of years have passed since the last Tree King disappeared? No one remembers.

Who can live for such a long time? Is he an immortal?

Why did the last Tree King never send any news to his clan after he disappeared?

Even Qingdai couldn't believe Ning Fan's words.

But after Ning Fan activated the Black Wood Order and forced out a trace of the Tree King's blood from the Black Wood Order, and everyone felt the pressure, no one disbelieved Ning Fan's words!

This blood pressure is unmistakable, it definitely belongs to the Tree King of the Mingluo clan!

And this blood aura is very strong, and it has been sealed into the Black Wood Order for no more than a year, and it was sealed into it recently!

This is the most powerful evidence that the last Emperor of the Underworld is still alive!

Since the last Tree King is still alive, he handed over the Black Wood Token to Ning Fan. His intention is self-evident...

Ning Fan is a person worthy of the Mingluo clan's trust!

Ning Fan is the last Tree King and the newly named Tree King of this generation!

The handover of the Black Wood Order means the passing of the Tree King!

Gu Luo, Xuluo and other six priests wanted to kneel down to Ning Fan immediately and call him the Tree King.

When he saw Ning Fan's refusal, he immediately stopped kneeling down.

Ning Fan didn't want outsiders to know that he held the Black Wood Order and was the tree king of this generation.

If this matter comes out, I wonder if there will be old monsters in the tree world who will come to make things difficult for Ning Fan because of the Black Wood Order or because of Ning Fan's identity as the Mingluo Tree Emperor.

"Brother Lu, let's go into the city and talk slowly. This is not a place for talking." Qingdai reminded in a low voice.

"Um."

Ning Fan nodded and followed Qingdai and others into Siluo City.

Just for a moment when he entered the city, he suddenly looked back and showed a strange look.

"Is it an illusion..." He shook his head and muttered to himself.

...

Millions of miles away, a huge Xiangfei bamboo tree suddenly let out a soft whimpering sound.

The sound of sobbing was very slight, and it didn't stop until late at night.

"Muluo is still alive, he is still alive...I knew he would not die so easily."

"He still owes me a bottle of wine and a promise that he will not die so easily..."

Muluo is the name of the last Mingluo Tree King...

This name once spread throughout the tree world, but now, only one lonely Xiangfei bamboo still remembers it.

Because he still owes her a bottle of wine and a promise.

There is a soul in the hollow bamboo, and the soul takes root in the heart of the bamboo. The root of the soul and the heart of the bamboo are inseparable...

"If one day I kill all my enemies, I am willing to step down from my position as the Tree King and take you to live in seclusion in an unknown barren mountain... At that time, there was only the moonlight above our heads, and there was only a pot beside me.

Water and wine are your only companions, and I will never abandon them in this life."

...

In the Rain Realm, in the country of Yue, there is a barren mountain.

The clone of Mingluo Tree Spirit was sitting in a lonely pavilion outside the thatched cottage on the barren mountain, looking at the vast moonlight above his head, taking a pot of water and wine from the table, and drinking alone...

There was no sadness, no sorrow, no expression, no smile on his expression.

His heart had long been desolate, ravaged by the years, leaving no emotion left. Only the figure of a woman remained, which could never be erased.

He has not forgotten that promise, and he is finally no longer the Underworld Tree King.

It's just that he can never go back to the tree world again...

And she must have turned into dust and passed away long ago.

In this life, we will never be able to fulfill that promise... In this life, we will never see each other again...
Chapter completed!