YM778.TV Chapter 418: the Fruit of Witchcraft and the Son of Life
Chapter 418: the Fruit of Witchcraft and the Son of Life
Miao Xiang quickly raised her head, what did she hear?
The voice in her head also raised a scream: "the Son of Life?"
The sound turned into regrets. "I didn\'t expect the Fruit of Witchcraft to be in front of me. I am really... oh! But why does the little priest give birth to the Son of Life, or two? The Gods will not be wrong?"
High Priest Feng Yu\'s voice is not high or low. Lamo Ling and others in the lower floor can hear it clearly. As far as the distance is concerned, as long as the ears are good and the people who watched The Jiu Yuan move, they should hear it. .
Yan Mo wants to deny it, but Feng Yu and others have not given him this opportunity.
Quipa, Liu Yan, An-Bu and others have stood up, "The Fruit of Witchcraft is really on him!"
"I thought you really handed the Fruit of Witchcraft to Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren, so he could wake up, hehe!"
“Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren is really protecting The Jiu Yuan people, and the Fruit of Witchcraft is still on the little priest, but you said he handed the Fruit of Witchcraft to you.”
Grand Witch Xiang squinted like he didn\'t hear the accusations against him. He didn\'t expect the madness of Fengcheng-Wind City old priest, to point out that Yan Mo was wearing the Fruit of Witchcraft. How could he figure it out……?
An-Bu, "Feng Yu Da-Ren, what do you say about the Son of Life? Are there two of the Fruit of Witchcraft? And how can you be sure that the Fruit of Witchcraft is there at the little priest body?"
The latter sentence sounds like he was talking to Yan Mo, but it is not. An-Bu just wants to create mischief with it.
Yan Mo was curious about the latter question. Feng Yu said that he smelled the Fruit of Witchcraft, so how did he know what Wu Guo is?
Feng Yu slowly let go of his hand, his expression is still confused, but it is no longer the same as the headache. "Two are two, anyway, I am not the one nurturing them."
Yuan Zhan brows up, the old man said that it is not like me anyway, is it not me, is it the price of the Son of Life, Mo?
“Feng Yu Da-Ren!” Several people are shouting, and they all hope that the old man will give a positive answer.
Feng Yu let out a strange laugh. "I went to the territory of the Human-face Kunpeng Clan and saw the shell left by the Son of Life when it was born. It smells very special, but only to those who serves the God of Winds. The Fengcheng people can smell it, that is the ability that The God of Winds has given us."
That\'s it!
"Then you said that the Fruit of Witchcraft has two..."
"I didn\'t say that there are two Fruits of Witchcraft, I said that there are two Sons of Life."
Quipa, "What is the difference?"
Feng Yu suddenly burst into laughter and stood up. "The difference is that I don\'t care who has the Fruit of Witchcraft, but the Son of Life is different. Our ancestors was the Son of Life, I and everyone in Fengcheng-Wind City will protect the Son of Life reicarnations of all coming generations. This is the highest mission of Fengcheng-Wind City and the lifelong pursuit of the priest of each generation of Fengcheng-Wind City Temple! I expected to wait for thousands of years to see him. It turned out that I had to wait few years for the second rebirth of the Son of Life, no, it was two, it is two Sons of Life, Hahaha!"
The whole audience does not say that everyone is discolored, at least the face of At Fruit of Witchcraft has changed.
Fengcheng-Wind City... Is this completely like you standing on the side of the Jiu Yuan?
“Fengcheng-Wind City Lord, what do you say?” asked Yincheng-Sound City’s Lord, next stall to Fengcheng-Wind City.
Feng Yao was very hard-hearted - his own Priest Da-Ren didn\'t talk to him before he announced it, at least he will have known about it, but his face made a very helpless look: "The God of Winds Above, Feng Yu Da-Ren is our High Priest. His will is the will of The God of Winds. What he said, then is our Fengcheng-Wind City will and life mission."
Quipa and others are unbelievably looking at Feng Yao, your High Priest is going crazy, and you let him speak for the whole lot of you? Do you really want to fight against other upper cities for the Jiu Yuan?
Yuan Zhan bowed his head and his chin snorted on the top of Yan Mo\'s head. "Our children seem to have a guardian city, do you want it?"
The Old man Feng Yu suddenly turned back. "You don\'t try to escape from me! From now on, until the birth of the Son of Life, I will not leave you. Then, little baby, you said that you lack high-ranking warriors? How many do you want?"
Yan Mo was in middle of heaven.
Quipa and others looked at each other. The Jiu Yuan’s little priest had a good reputation for the Fruit of Witchcraft, but the current development situation is one that they don’t want to see it at all! Don\'t look at Fengcheng-Wind City\'s low ranking in The Nine Cities. Every time they climbed the last two positions with Yincheng-Sound City, it\'s not that their people are weak in strength, but their witchcraft refining, witchcraft and weapons refining is lagging on hind legs, on the contrary, if the force of Fengcheng-Wind City is truly maximized, the top three seat will definitely be no problem for them to snatch one.
At this time, Kongcheng-Air City\'s Lord, who has always been watching the wall and did not express any opinions from beginning to end, said, "I know what the Fruit of Witchcraft is, but what is the Son of Life? Someone can talk about it?"
Yan Mo looked at the speaker and naturally turned his eyes to the other side.
The costume of Kongcheng- Air City’s Lord is similar to that of Ancheng-Dark City. It is also a robe the head to the foot, and the face is hidden under the big hood, only a little bit of white chin can be seen.
Everyone was watching the Old man Feng Yu, but the Old man Feng Yu was screaming at Yuan Zhan and then sitting down at their feet.
Yuan Zhan took into account the identity of the other party and the feelings of the people in Fengcheng-Wind City. The soil directly under the feet pushed the body of Feng Yu into a chair with armrests, and placed him directly in front of them, on the second floor.
Feng Yu, the old man touched the armrest of the chair, seemed to be very satisfied with the chair. The legs went to the chair and the whole person was sank back into the chair.
There were a lot of people who didn\'t know who the Son of Life was. Grand Witch Xiang didn\'t care if Feng Yu was crazy. He said: "This crazy man will really give me trouble."
In the end, Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren was kind, slowly explaining to everyone: "You have all heard of the Fruit of Witchcraft, and it will appear once in a few hundred years, but the one who gets it one will really become strong?"
"Of course! Otherwise, why are the nine upper cities and the Bai Xi people we were present were not strong enough to get the Fruit of Witchcraft?" An-Bu smiled.
"But how many of you have lost? Several times, major wars, several times, isn\'t it for the Fruit of Witchcraft? I remember that Wucheng-City of Witches Temple has a clear record. The last time major wars involved all kinds of people still there was a near-semi-god warriors, but now?"
Grand Witch Xiang\'s voice was very soft, but the tone is quite rude. "After thousands of years, although there is no big battle, how many wars, including for the Fruit of Witchcraft, for various reasons? Now this war is still on the ground. How many semi-god are there still? There are several warriors with 10th rank or above in the city forces?"
"Don\'t say warriors, the original objects left over from 9th rank, how many are left now?"
Grand Witch Xiang panted, he said so much that he was too tired.
"You, and those in the past, have used the wrong way to cultivate the Fruit of Witchcraft. You think that you are using the fruit, but you don\'t know that the fruit is controlling you! Controlling your desire!"
“According to the Wucheng-City of Witches Temple, the Bone Sculpting people were the strongest, followed by the Giants standing at the top of the land, but because of the Fruit of Witchcraft, they fought major wars together, and finally the Giants fell. The Wings, the Chong-Bugs people and humans rose, and then the Wings got the Fruit of Witchcraft, and it was another war. If it wasn\'t for the Human-face Kunpeng Clan forcing the Winged to back down and interfere in that war, and took the fruit away, the winged family may have to disappear."
The four wise races on both sides of the Wucheng- City of Witches haven\'t changed. They are also the fewest performers after hearing the Fruit of Witchcraft.
Yan Mo heard from the Maple Clan Old Sa-Ma before mentioned the Son of Life, but it was the first time he heard about it in this much detail.
"No one knows how the Human-face Kunpeng Clan know the correct way to cultivate the Fruit of Witchcraft, but they are indeed the only race that have produced the real the Fruit of Witchcraft, and the Kunpeng people have nurtured the Son of Life!"
Grand Witch Xiang smiled at the people of Fengcheng-Wind City. "The Fengcheng- Wind City people are said to be the first generation of the Son of Life relatives and the descendants of the Kunpeng people."
Is this a secret? Yan Mo thought: No wonder the Fengcheng-Wind City people will have a relationship with the Human-face Kunpeng Clan. Well, as a doctor, he once again ignored the problem of reproductive isolation. Perhaps the genetic makeup of the world is not reproductively isolated, or at least not yet.
“I know the origins, but what is special about the Son of Life?” asked Kongcheng-Air City’s Lord.
Grand Witch Xiang rested for a while and replied: "I don\'t know the details. I only know that the Son of Life brings life and hope. Also, all the intelligent races welcome the arrival of the Son of Life. It is rumored that during the period after the birth of the first Son of Life, the earth, the ocean, the sky, and the intelligent creatures of all ethnic groups were the most happy and harmonious period. The human beings were also developed with the help of various intelligent races at that time."
Grand Witch Xiang closed his eyes. "Maybe because of this, and the Kunpeng people who have cultivated the Son of Life are indeed recognized as the most powerful race, the use and power of the Fruit of Witchcraft has been spread. The more evil, even a lot of intelligent races, including us humans, think that getting the Fruit of Witchcraft means we can become the most powerful force."
Yes, this is the advertising effect. The ordinary things are blown into the holy medicine artifacts. If they have a little effect, then it is definitely the best excuse to launch war.
Wu Guo is angry: "I was very strong! It was not blown out!"
"Will you shut up!"
The Old man Feng Yu feels like he heard something, he looked back.
Yan Mo smiled at him.
The Fruit of Witchcraft has long appeared, but the Bone Sculpting people haven\'t taken the fruit seriously! The Human-face Kunpeng Clan was originally very powerful, not only powerful because of the Fruit of Witchcraft.
This will not be the conspiracy of the Bone Sculpting Tribesmen? Yan Mo raised an eyebrow.
Using the Fruit of Witchcraft to kill the power of the various intelligent races, and to leave them, so that they can never be in a group, so before and after the Son of Life, the effect of the Fruit of Witchcraft will be transmitted, then they come and look at the changes in the various races behind, are they all scattered, weak, and hidden?
The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is that Wu Guo’s effect is blown to the extent that someone is secretly lobbying it, and it’s no surprise that the Bone Sculpting Tribesmen, who once created a civilized sacred bone, will arrange such a spy ring after being driven away.
Grand Witch Xiang is also talking about the harm caused by the Fruit of Witchcraft.
“The Chong-Bugs people were completely divided because of the Fruit of Witchcraft, and some of them crossed the sea, leaving behind a few ethnic groups. The Snake people Bai Xi City is also a branch from the Chong-Bugs people. They are not willing to talk to humans now, let alone talk to each other."
Bai Xi City and the Chong-Bugs people looked at each other and staggered, and each other\'s faces looks were awkward.
“The ancestors of your Huocheng-Fire City also got the Fruit of Witchcraft, what happened then? In order to make the Fruit of Witchcraft grow, in order to get more benefits, he didn’t hesitate to feed it with the blood of a 10th rank warrior. What did you get? Even because of the greed of the fire priest, the priest attempted to use the Fruit of Witchcraft to devour other semi-god warriors from other cities, unleashing the first major war!
Huocheng- Fire City’s Lord looked at the High Priest An-Bu, who has never heard of Huocheng-Fire City dark history.
An-Bu face looked dull.
“Mucheng-Forest City got it next, but your cultivation method was wrong at first, and even the Fruit of Witchcraft started to devour The Longevity Pine Tribe, then The Longevity Pine Tribe Sa-Ma made you hand over the Fruit of Witchcraft to The Kunpeng people, you didn’t want to, seeing the disappoint and greed now The Longevity Maple Tribe completely broke all connections from you, and on top of it they have no good feelings for humans."
Mucheng-Forest City’s Lord was ashamed to smile awkwardly, Zhao-Ge and Cong Sheng sighed, and the Mucheng-Forest City people were surprised. It turned out that this was the reason that the Pine Clan of The Longevity Maple Tribe didn’t want to pay attention to them.
“Whether it’s the Chong-Bugs people, Huocheng-Fire City or Mucheng-Forest City, the last thing you get is a monster that wants to devour everything, so that everyone has to work together every time and pay a great price to get rid of it! You guys are still good now, how many races and tribes that got the Fruit of Witchcraft have disappeared completely?"
Grand Witch Xiang said the last paragraph tiredly: "These records have been lost, but the Wucheng- City of Witches preserved ours. As a former party, Huocheng-Fire City and Mucheng-Forest City should know of this by word of mouth. There are stories that have been handed down. Mucheng-Forest City does not have the hunger for the Fruit of Witchcraft yet. An-Bu, has your Huocheng-Fire City\'s priest heritage has been broken to such an extent? Even such important things are weren’t passed down?"
According to Grand Witch Xiang, Yan Mo took the historical order in mind:
It seems that human beings have the first record. The intelligent race that dominated this land before humans should be The Bone Sculpting people. They created a flourishing world and created a unique technology - bone refining. The various powerful bone objects that have been handed down so far are gradually excavated from the remains of the Bone Sculpting Tribesmen. According to his Shifu, the powerful weapons that are now the cannons are also based on the Bone Sculpting people\'s bone objects.
After that, The Bone Sculpting people probably had too many bones weapons to make a wrath of the people, and they were attacked by other intelligent races, and they fled and fled to the other side of the sea.
Then the legend of the Fruit of Witchcraft popped up, various families fought. Humans are were starting to take their heads together.
After the winged family got the Fruit of Witchcraft, the Human-face Kunpeng Clan, who had been watching, took the shot and snatched the Fruit of Witchcraft, preventing the winged genocide and cultivating the first Son of Life.
After that, it was the period of peace and common prosperity of various ethnic groups, and the period of full bloom, and human beings began to thrive in this period.
Then the legend of the Fruit of Witchcraft was once again shot up, and the various intelligent races and humans have launched major wars several times for the Fruit of Witchcraft?
Thinking of this, Yan Mo came up with the question: The Human-face Kunpeng Clan clearly has a method of cultivating Wu Guo, why did they not spread it out, or take the Fruit of Witchcraft back to cultivate it again?
When he thinks about it, Yan Mo thinks about the possibility that caused the three human-face Kunpeng Clan to not go to take the fruit.
First, the method of cultivating Wu Guo is very difficult and dangerous. It is not easy for the Kunpeng people to cultivate one. It is very likely that the cultivation of one is more than enough to leave them devastated that they didn’t and to try for the second time.
Second, the Kunpeng people do not want to be the target of public criticism.
Third, the Kunpeng people did not pass the method out, except that the method is likely to involve the interests of the Kunpeng people or top secret privacy, or is it that they were threatened?
But Yan Mo doesn\'t think anyone can threaten the powerful Kunpeng people. Even if the Fruit of Witchcraft’s legend is really a plot of The Bone Sculpting people, they probably don\'t want to get such a powerful enemy.
So the way to cultivate the Fruit of Witchcraft involves the interests and secrets of the Kunpeng people.
Yan Mo had a headache. He also wanted to go to the Kunpeng people and ask how to get Wu Guo out.
Correct!
“Feng Yu Da-Ren,” Yan Mo whispered.
Feng Yu immediately turned back.
“You said the God of Winds told you that I will give birth to the Son of Life?” When it comes to the wording of the word, Yan Mo twitches. “So you know how to get the Son of Life out?”
"You do not know?"
"No."
"How come you have cultivated two complete souls? The Fruit of Witchcraft is not a complete soul. It is only greedy thing. Only by correctly mastering the method of cultivating it can the soul be complete and become the Son of Life. !"
Yan Mo: ...he really didn\'t know how Wu Guo became like this.
Feng Yu looked at the sky and stretches his hand like he is touching the wind. "Don\'t be afraid, little one, the wind will tell you how to make the Son of Life be born."
Yan Mo is full of black lines: can your old man answer be a bit more mysterious?
Yan Mo has a headache here, An-Bu has an ugly look, and his eyes were angry. As a Huocheng-Fire City High Priest, he was reprimanded by Grand Witch Xiang when so many people were reprimanded, which made him feel that he can endure!
Huocheng-Fire City’s Lord asked him at this time: “An-Bu Da-Ren, Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren is all true? Our Huocheng-Fire City...”
“I said the Fruit of Witchcraft is useful to our Huocheng-Fire City. Do you believe in me or believe in the fat... Grand Witch Xiang.”
Huocheng- Fire City\'s Lord smiled awkwardly in the eyes. "Of course I believe in you. It turns out that only one of the Fruit of Witchcraft is not good. Now there are two, and it has been nurtured by The Jiu Yuan into the Son of Life, maybe it is not a bad thing for our Huocheng-Fire City? It’s better to wait for the Wucheng- City of Witches and other upper cities decision, and the reward for this competition will put the Son of Life as the prize in it. Regardless of boys and girls, we have few other Huocheng-Fire City, and there are quite a few princesses and princes."
Of course, it is best to take it to yourself! Does the Son of Life bring life and hope, maybe? Combined with the other side, he can still live forever!
There are still many people who have the same ideas as Huocheng-Fire City’s Lord. One of the Fruit of Witchcraft is hard to distinguish, but the two of the Son of Life, hehe, it’s so wonderful!
And Grand Witch Xiang Da-Ren said that the Fruit of Witchcraft is not good, but fortunately, the hardworking and kind Jiu Yuan people have helped you to make the Fruit of Witchcraft come up to the Son of Life. Son of Life is so good, it should be everyone!
Ancheng-Dark City\'s Lord, located on the other side of Fengcheng-Wind City, laughed: "Fengcheng-Wind City Lord, since the Son of Life was once the ancestor of the Fengcheng, then you would want to better protect them, you should be the new overseers. Is the Son of Life welcomed in Fengcheng-Wind City?"
Feng Yao didn\'t talk, he just listened to Tucheng-Earth City\'s Lord, who raised his voice: "There are two of the Son of Life, one stay in Wucheng- City of Witches, and one, who is the strongest, who is the best. How do you see it?"
"He is your ancestors!"
"Boom!"
"What!"
Sudden attacks and screams caused people to be alarmed.
Waiting for the direction of the screams to know what is going on, they found out that the Tucheng-Earth City’s Lord, who had just proposed to share the Son of Life, was actually pierced by a thick-handed spear and was nailed directly to the back of the chair!