Ning Fan was about to obtain ten Ming Luo puppets and told several Ming Luo priests in a simplified manner. Of course, he did not tell them the fact that he killed King Gui Yuanshu, so as not to scare the Ming Luo tribe.

He briefly told the story of his acquaintance with the Mingluo Tree Spirit, saying only that the Mingluo Tree Spirit was trapped in the Rain Realm, but did not mention a word about the Mingluo Tree Spirit.

Guluo, Xuluo and other priests all had tears in their eyes. When the Mingluo clan was bullied, they would not cry.

They will not cry when one hundred thousand tribesmen die because of one Qingdai person and will never be reincarnated again.

But when they heard the news that the last Tree King was still alive, they couldn't help crying with joy, and tears filled their eyes.

The ancestors are still here, and we are with them...that's fine now.

Gu Luo proposed to go to the Rain Realm to rescue the Tree King, but this proposal was rejected by Su Luo and other priests.

The last tree king has been unable to get out of trouble for so many years. It is obviously extremely difficult to get out of trouble.

With their low level of cultivation, not to mention that it is impossible to go to the Rain Realm, even if they go, they will definitely not be able to save the Tree King, but will expose the news that the Tree King is still alive.

The only way to rescue the last tree emperor is to take a long-term approach.

Their top priority at this moment is to quickly summon all the Mingluo tribe members in the Silo Bamboo Sea to return to the tribe and attend the funerals of the ten Lianxu ancestors...

As night gradually fell, a huge wooden frame was erected in the forbidden area of ​​​​the Phantom Tomb in the center of Siluo City, and a blazing bonfire was lit.

The so-called phantom grave is the cemetery where generations of members of the Mingluo tribe are buried.

Countless Mingluo tribesmen rushed back to Siluo City from all over the Bamboo Sea. Mingluo tribesmen were busy everywhere in the city, preparing for the funerals of the ten ancestors.

The priests such as Guluo and Xuluo, as well as the high priest Qingdai, were all busy preparing for the funeral and ancestor worship.

Ning Fan seemed to have nothing to do and wandered around Siluo City.

Now everyone in the Ming Luo clan knows that Ning Fan is a monk from Wenxu. He is a friend of the Ming Luo clan, so Ning Fan can walk freely in the city without anyone stopping him.

Various kinds of incense were burning in the phantom tomb. Even if Ning Fan walked to the West City, he could still smell the strong smell of incense.

He walked alone in the bright night of the campfire, feeling unprecedentedly quiet in his heart.

He had heard about Qingdai's past from the mouths of six priests.

Thousands of years ago, Qingdai was still young. Her mother, a high priest, died at the hands of the Cedar tribe.

Within a thousand years, a total of 100,000 Mingluo tribesmen sacrificed their souls and never entered the reincarnation, destroyed their cultivation, condensed the cultivation elixir, and fed it to Qingdai, so that Qingdai finally broke through the realm of voyeurism...

One hundred thousand people of the Mingluo tribe did not hesitate to give up their lives. It was not for the prosperity of the Mingluo tribe, but just to recover the remains of their ancestors, and they just did not want to let the remains of their ancestors wander outside...

The ten Ming Luo puppets all have the cultivation of voyeurism, and they are a powerful fighting force for the Ming Luo clan that is now in decline.

If these ten Void Peeping Puppets are used to protect the Mingluo Clan, Qingdai's puppetry will definitely be enough to make the Mingluo Clan become the first-class force in Han Cang Country again, and they will no longer be bullied by other tree tribes...

However, the Mingluo people were very stupid. They untied all the puppet formations of the ten puppets and destroyed the ten puppets. Only ten ordinary corpses without any fighting power were left.

Then, the bodies of these ancestors were buried...

"They are stupid...but I am not disgusted with them..."

The night breeze was slightly cool, Ning Fan closed his eyes and recalled the past events of the Hu family in Yue Kingdom.

In order to protect his family, Hu Fengzi did not hesitate to turn his soul into an elixir...

One hundred thousand Mingluo tribesmen, in order to recover the remains of their ancestors for burial, did not hesitate to lose their souls...

There is no shortage of smart people on the road to cultivation, but every old monster who has experienced a sea of ​​blood is a human spirit.

On the road of cultivation, there is always only a lack of fools. They do it even though they know that they cannot do it, and they know that there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead of them. In order to protect their obsession, they still risk their lives and live up to their righteousness. Even though there are thousands of people, I will go!

Knowing that everything you do is meaningless, you still insist on finding a result!

Knowing that being the enemy of Heaven will frighten you every step of the way, yet you still smile for her, I would rather let the heaven down than let you down!

Even if the agency is too clever, these people are often unhappy.

The faces of paper cranes, Mu Xiaoliang and other women appeared in front of Ning Fan's eyes, and he suddenly smiled knowingly.

If these silly girls had his protection, they might be able to live happily without blood on their hands for the rest of their lives.

Great wisdom is like foolishness, great skill is like clumsiness, great sound is like sound, an elephant is invisible, great is like rushing, great debate is like being dull, great is without corners, great is straight like bending, great success is like lacking...

This is the most simple road!

When a superior man hears the Tao, he practices it diligently; when a sergeant hears the Tao, he or she lives or perishes; when a junior man hears the Tao, he laughs; if he does not laugh, it is not enough to live up to the Tao!

The world laughs at the stupidity of the Mingluo tribe, but they don't know that the Mingluo tribe's behavior is in line with human ethics and the principle of harmony.

If everyone could understand the Tao of the Ming Luo tribe, this Tao would not be considered a great way.

Ning Fan took out the gourd of blood wine and took a sip. He suddenly looked back in the dim light and looked at the huge bonfire in the center of Siluo City, his gaze getting deeper and deeper.

The extreme of the great road is the opposite!

When reality becomes extreme, it becomes emptiness!

Ning Fan has been cultivating Taoism all the way up to now. At first he saw emptiness as emptiness, then he saw emptiness as not emptiness, and finally he saw emptiness as still emptiness.

But at this moment, his eyes were clearly looking at reality, but the Taoism in his eyes was empty!

He has gradually come to understand the difference between reality and reality. The perception of the void is enough, and even the perception of the Taixu is almost complete!

He looked at the bonfire of the Phantom Tomb in the distance, watching the bodies of the ten ancestors of Xu Lianxu slowly burn to ashes in the bonfire.

He saw 320,000 Mingluo tribesmen bowing down and worshiping, with tears in their eyes, praying and offering sacrifices to the bonfire devoutly.

"I, the Mingluo clan, were born as trees, rooted in the earth. Where my roots are, there is my country! My country can be destroyed, my roots can be burned, my body can be destroyed, and my ways can be eliminated. Only my ancestors cannot tolerate others.

Bullying is not tolerated!"

"Thousands of years of catastrophe, the bones of our ancestors have been scattered, and I am heartbroken to think about them! My descendants are unworthy, and I will not be content until I kill thousands of thieves!"

"Our descendants swear an oath at the Huan Tomb. Even if we fight to the death of 320,000 clan members, we will also kill ten thousand thieves! If we violate this oath, both heaven and man will be killed!"

That vague oath was so loud that it caused ripples in Ning Fan's heart.

Under the bonfire, Qingdai dressed in gorgeous clothes and danced around the bonfire with bare feet and prayed devoutly.

Her eyes were full of nostalgia for her ancestors. She danced so beautifully, like a dancing blue butterfly...

Ning Fan raised a smile on his lips, picked up the gourd of blood wine, and took a few sips.

His eyes became clearer and clearer with the dance of Qingdai.

The dancing posture is real, but the longing for the ancestors is empty.

The bonfire is real. The oaths melted in the bonfire are false.

The corpses of the ten ancestors were real. When the corpses were turned into ashes in the fire, the sadness of the ancestors that echoed throughout Siluo City was virtual.

Ning Fan bent his palm and took a picture of a bamboo leaf from a Xiangfei bamboo.

The bamboo leaves were solid, but as Ning Fan stretched out his palm, the bamboo leaves gradually turned into a ball of ethereal green air.

Following Ning Fan's thoughts, the ethereal green energy turned back into bamboo leaves again...

The reality is only in a thought!

Ning Fan threw the bamboo leaves back into the soil. He closed his eyes, and his whole body gradually faded into the night.

Gradually, his body turned into nothingness, as if disappearing into the night!

That is the physical body becoming empty, a complete emptying!

When asking about the void, Ning Fan also made his physical body become void. But he didn't completely go to this stage!

At this moment, through this trip to Silo Bamboo Sea, his understanding of virtual characters was completely complete!

As long as he has enough mana, he can break through the bottleneck and break through the realm of Taixu at this moment!

With a thought in his mind, his body gradually reappeared in the vast night.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, and he was calm and composed. It seemed that the breakthrough to Taixu and the enlightenment came naturally, as a matter of course, without any surprise.

"Silly brother, you have broken through the realm of Taixu. If you have enough magic power at this moment, you can break through the realm of Taixu in one fell swoop... But my sister can remind you that the biggest obstacle for you to break through the realm is not perception or magic power, but the heaven.

Tribulation... If you are not fully prepared, do not rush through the tribulation. This time the tribulation will definitely be stronger than the last one, and it is nine out of ten that it will be the Yin Wind Tribulation!" In his mind, Luo You chuckled and reminded.

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"I understand...thank you."

Ning Fan smiled back at Luo You, who seemed to be indifferent to him on weekdays, deliberately keeping a distance from him and not talking to him too much.

But every time I see him in trouble, I will remind him with concern.

Although Luo You avoids him everywhere, she may not be ruthless towards him.

What kind of hatred does she have between family and country that could make her avoid emotions like this...

boom!

The bonfire wooden frame in the center of Siluo City suddenly made a huge roar and was shattered by a huge palm print falling from the sky!

The ashes of the fire scattered in the night sky, and the ashes of the corpses of the ten ancestors of Lianxu also dispersed with the wind.

And in the sky, the sneers of three old men suddenly sounded.

"The Mingluo clan is so stupid! They obviously found the puppets of ten ancestors, but they destroyed the ten puppets and cremated the ancestors... How stupid!"
To be continued...