Although it was a bit weird, Mu Ming was not worried about anything. Even if there was a crisis, he could resolve it himself. He really needed a place to settle down. After all, although he had hidden some aura at this time, he might have some clues when encountering masters. It was fatal in the witch clan, especially when several clans fought.

Although the name of the wood is inside Zang Mou, it can be felt, especially when Zang Mou and the other two were together, Zang Mou would mention some.

After breaking up with Zang Mou, Mu Ming never said a word. Although he was the same person most of the time, this time it was different.

Wood Name has never had such an experience. Neither Zang Mou nor Weaver Girl, Wood Name is very familiar with it, and even doesn't say much. Most of the time, Weaver Girl will say something irrelevant or what she has with Zang Mou, but Wood Name is kept in mind.

Therefore, they also had their own understanding of Zang Mou and Zang Mou, perhaps different from what others understood. In Mu Ming's heart, they were more ordinary, completely different from the arrogant ten evil spirits. Zang Mou's inner demon has gone, and has seven emotions and six desires, which is no different from ordinary people. The Weaver Girl is even more so, with a kind taste from beginning to end, without the taste of being uninhabited by the fireworks of the world. But the more this happens, the more Mu Ming remembers it in his heart.

A feeling of understanding is not understood in my heart. The ruthless practice of Taoism is not really ruthless, but abandoning too many things. In the end, the white clouds and gloomy dogs just looked at Zang Mou and Weaver Girl, but it seems that this is not the case. It’s just that the world changes and good times don’t last long. There are always regrets. Whether it is Zang Mou or Weaver Girl, they will disappear in the years. As for the new Zang Mou, they may not be the original Zang Mou. They are like a demon vine, and they must cut off the past to be considered new, otherwise they will be a ties.

Thinking of this in my heart, a black mist floated out of my body, with a hint of coldness. This is witchcraft!

This is the mark left in Mu Ming's body. It contains too many things, and even the magic that Mu Ming learned in Dongsheng. After all, in Dongsheng, Mu Ming's master was a hand-off manager, and his alchemy skills were taught indirectly by several senior brothers. The helplessness in it is quite touching, but the memory and inheritance of the mountain god are different, very detailed, but because of the realm, there are not many people who understand Mu Ming, but it is enough.

With the emergence of black fog, the wood name's unique aura was also covered, and there were also female insects appearing to sweep the black fog from time to time. For a moment, the wood name's aura became somewhat similar to that here.

At this time, a white air flow flew out from the stone statue that looked like a big dog, staying above the wooden name for a long time, but finally flew back into the big dog.

Time flowed slowly, and with some obscure eyes, the sky became darker, but Mu Ming never opened this stone house, which made many people puzzled. At this time, human voices came from afar.

Dozens of people rushed in from the gate of the tribe, with a hurried look. Several of them were scarred. The old monk was also in it. A hole was cut in his chest, and blood flowed out from time to time, but his expression showed joy.

A huge ancient tree was dragged by those people, and the branches of the ancient tree were constantly whipped, but were blocked by an invisible light curtain.

At this time, some tribe members from the tribe came out. Youre was relieved to see the people returning safely, but they couldn't help but worry again when they saw someone with scars.

The name of Mu woke up from entering into meditation, but did not move, but felt a surge of vitality appear, and a trace of thought scattered, but he was confused. The willows in his body also trembled, and the herbivorous ants in his cuffs also appeared, and a thought came out.

"Do you want to sacrifice?" Mu Ming murmured, without much surprise, the big dog was the mountain god here. His situation was not good and he needed a lot of vitality to make up for himself.

But at this moment, a child appeared at the door, saying that he was a child, and his age was the same as the wood name, but his eyes were extremely clear, which was different from the wood name's eyes.

"Sir, my grandfather said that you would like to go and watch the ceremony!" He said common words, a little awkward, but it was much purer than the old monk's.

Mu Ming looked at the person in front of her. She was a girl with a braid and looked a little restrained. At this time, her eyes were curious, her face was slightly red, and she might be a little nervous.

Ki Nai wanted to nod, but said, "I'm working hard!"

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and then ran away immediately, but she burst into laughter.

And some children's voices also appeared, constantly asking the girl.

"Sir!" Mu Ming chewed this word. Mu Ming had heard the word from Ye Xiaofeng's sister. She didn't know what it meant at that time, but later she had some enlightenment.

Mr., is a respectful title for some people. Such people are generally enlightened masters of tribes and are also called for some people with outstanding aspects.

Mu Ming walked out of the house. It was already dark and the bonfires were lit again at some point, but the cold wind was even colder, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

At this time, someone appeared in the stone houses. They walked forward, and everyone seemed very solemn. Some people saw the appearance of the wooden name, but they did not put away their curiosity, but walked silently forward.

Mu Ming also went there, but he was a little curious.

A moment later, Mu Ming stood still, but the girl appeared beside Mu Ming before, but at this time the girl said seriously: "Sir, follow me!" Mu Ming nodded, without saying anything, because almost no one spoke.

The girl led Mu Ming to the distance to the high platform. There were some people here at this time, but they were all old men. They had a special aura on them, and countless runes were engraved on their faces, which seemed to be tattoos, but it was more like they had practiced some kind of martial arts.

The girl bowed to these people and then stood still. The people glanced at Mu Ming, and the girl was ignored by them.

Mu Ming also looked at these people. These people had no good talent in their cultivation, and they all had hidden diseases in their bodies, so they could not break through their cultivation.

The wooden name bowed silently, and the people nodded, and then they began to recite a mantra, a language that the wooden name had never been exposed to, and seemed to be the language of this tribe.

From here, you can see that the tribes below are kneeling on the ground at this time, even the girls beside them. Mu Ming is not easy to stand, so he sat cross-legged.

At this moment, an ancient voice came out, but the old monk began to recite the scriptures, and then the kneeling tribes also began to recite, as did the girls, and so did the old men around the Wood Name. Strange runes burst out from their heads, and the runes tangled together and finally sank into the body of the big dog's stone statue.

Somehow, at this time, Mu Ming saw a trace of white air flow flying out from the top of the tribe below. Mu Ming thought it was an illusion, but after a closer look, they found that the air flows seemed to not exist, but they could be clearly seen. They were of varying thickness, and strangely, the air flow flying out of the heads of some children was actually very thick.

"It is the power of the wish, it is a prayer from the bottom of my heart!" A voice appeared in Mu Ming's body, as if he was solving doubts.

Mu Ming secretly wrote down, and thought that it was true. Somehow, Mu Ming remembered Buddhism, but it seemed different from Buddhism. This was probably the power of the tribe. With prayers deep in his heart, it was the power of the soul.

And the originally dim body surface of the stone statue actually emitted a series of glows.

After a moment, the old monk suddenly said in a deep voice: "Cook it!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people immediately stood up from one side. Then, they silently pinched the seal, and then chains flew out of their hands to lock the big tree wrapped in light curtains in the distance. The big tree trembled violently at this time, but the old men around Mu Ming shouted loudly, and an invisible force scattered. The big tree became quiet in an instant, and the more than ten people immediately pulled it and moved the big tree.

The old monk took out a black short sword and walked slowly towards the big tree. The big tree kept shaking, but the old monk muttered something, and the big tree gradually calmed down. Then the old monk began to draw a hole on the old tree. Immediately someone stepped forward and handed over a pot.

Mu Ming only saw the appearance of this big tree clearly. It was a black tree, but unlike the ordinary number, the tree had a strong essence, but there was no leaf. Moreover, Mu Ming felt a special fluctuation. There was a scent of a monster in the big tree, but it was not a monster in itself.

If you guessed correctly, it should be that there were blood from the monsters that sprinkled on the tree. This tree was strange. It did not die, but survived and gave birth to a trace of will.

"It's similar to Demon Vine!" Mu Ming said in his heart.

The Demon Vines became unusual because they were flooded with Gui Ming's essence and blood. However, the Demon Vines was a monster in their previous life, and Gui Ming's essence and blood were also icing on the cake. However, this big tree is different, but its achievements are just like this. Now it has been found by this tribe and used as a sacrifice.

After taking out the three-coffee jar, the old monk gave up, but his eyes were still unsatisfied.

He took a pot and walked carefully towards the stone statue. At this time, the stone statue started to move, and after a moment it turned into a big dog. The big dog was drooling at this moment, but only the old monk and wooden name saw this scene, because at the moment when the big dog appeared, the rest of the tribe knelt down, including the old men.

The big dog swallowed the clay pot into his stomach, then absorbed the liquid from the other two clay pots before giving up, but his eyes stared at the big tree.

The big tree suddenly shook, but at this time the big dog shook his head and sighed. The old monk also breathed a sigh of relief. Then he ordered people to move the big tree to a large hole in the distance. The big hole was dug out at some time, and it was just right to plant a big tree at this time.

The old men around Mu Ming gently jumped off the platform and began to recite scriptures around the big tree. The big tree shook slowly, as if stretching, as if listening to those scriptures.

After a while, the villagers also sat cross-legged around the big tree with the monks, praying silently.

The big dog looked at this scene and showed a hint of melancholy, but suddenly his eyes became strange, but he saw Mu Ming also coming around the big tree and chanting scriptures.

"Sir, do you pray too? I'll teach you the scriptures!" The girl beside Mu Ming whispered, but at this moment she heard Mu Ming chanting the scriptures, and the runes appeared in large numbers, flying towards the big tree. The big tree trembled violently, and suddenly a branch grew and a black leaf bloomed.

"Leaves have been born!" Suddenly, and with joy, the others looked at the leaves, but they found that the branches with leaves were actually hanging down in front of Mu Ming, and they couldn't help but wonder.

The wood name hesitated for a moment, then stepped on the branch. The branch immediately dragged the wood name up and tangled it on its own. After a moment, a futon-shaped thing appeared at the feet of the wood name. The wood name sat down, but the sound of the scriptures in its mouth became even more grand, and white flames emerged from the body.

In a moment, leaves appeared one after another on the big tree. This action surprised the tribes around the big tree. They all stopped praying, but instead were curious and joy.

However, even if they had less prayers, the leaves around the big tree appeared not weak at all.

The girl's eyes were brighter, as if she had witnessed the most magical thing, and she showed secret joy.

The big dog was also unexpected. He looked at the old monk and saw that it was unusual.

After such an hour, a golden tree appeared on the top of the wood name. After the small tree appeared, a drop of juice fell on the big tree.

Suddenly, the big tree trembled and the branches kept dancing. The tribes were shocked, but suddenly the big tree became quiet again. At this time, Mu Ming stopped reciting scriptures, his body flashed, and fell to the ground.

At this time, the tribes looked at Mu Ming with awe, and even the girl was like this, and she couldn't help but lower her head.

The crowd dispersed, but the big dog walked slowly, and then said in a deep voice: "You are a wizard!"

Mu Ming was stunned and was about to say something, but he heard the big dog say, "Then you should be able to refine pills?"

The big dog looked at Mu Ming, but saw Mu Ming nodding slowly. At this time, the old monk's eyes also shone with light, as if he saw a piece of uncensored jade, and the same was true for those old men.
Chapter completed!