Following Qin Shuangshuang all the way forward, Lin Feng's breath became more and more hidden. Qin Shuangshuang's eyebrows wrinkled from time to time and looked back.

"Saint, what can I do for you?" Abba asked again.

"I'm fine, Abba. Do you feel someone following us?" Qin Shuangshuang said softly, "I always feel like we are followed by people behind us."

"I don't feel it, saint." ABA shook his head and said, "this is a plain area. If someone follows us, it can be perceived."

Saint?

Lin Feng sneered. This Qin Shuangshuang really has some skills.

Qin Shuangshuang was still a little worried. His mind swept around. When he was around Lin Feng, his mind stopped and the butterfly fell on the flowers and leaves. Qin shuangshuangshuang relaxed and took it back.

Lin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go on and walk a little." Qin Shuangshuang paused, "it's very important for uncle tianyuniao this time. If Uncle tianyuniao completes his transformation, we will be stronger in the future."

Hearing Qin Shuangshuang's words, the aborigines put on a smile and looked excited.

This woman? Is it difficult for the aborigines?

How did she get out?

Lin Feng follows Qin Shuangshuang's steps forward. Qin Shuangshuang has always been in the position of stars supporting the moon, but they are all moving forward step by step. Lin Feng follows behind the talkers. This walk is three days.

Through the grassland to the desert, which is the Loess Slope he first entered?

Lin Feng glanced at the surrounding scenery, but did not dare to let his mind out. He just entered an ancient stockade with Qin Shuangshuang and his party.

"Saint, welcome back!" Countless aborigines poured out. After seeing Qin Shuangshuang, these aborigines burst into tears and snuggled up to Qin Shuangshuang, with tears swirling in their eyes.

"Let's spread out." Qin Shuangshuang's mouth wore a gentle smile, "something, let's circle and say together later."

The crowd dispersed with a smile. Lin Feng didn't follow Qin Shuangshuang, but began to look around.

This is a complete place where ancient tribal people lived. Lin Feng's mind swept around and walked slowly through the tribe.

When passing the lobby, Lin Feng saw some records.

These aboriginal tribes should believe in something, but they can't understand these symbols.

Lin Feng continued to walk forward, took a circle, and finally returned to Qin Shuangshuang's position.

Qin Shuangshuang was practicing in the room. Around her, a faint light haunted her and surrounded her whole body.

What is this?

Different power?

"Star?" Lin Feng shouted, "do you know what this is?"

"Master, this is the power of faith. The aborigines of this place should believe in it. Only after the ancient battle, the people of these beliefs slowly disappeared into the vision of the cultivation world. Only in these secret places can there be some existence. What Qin shuangshuangshuang cultivated should be the power of faith."

The power of faith?

Lin Feng's eyes flashed a touch of curiosity. He stood there and slowly looked at Qin Shuangshuang. It seemed that some light spots slowly lingered around Qin Shuangshuang. Qin Shuangshuang's mouth chanted words. These forces of faith were constantly stirring around, and finally all entered Qin shuangshuangshuang's body.

Is this the power of faith?

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng walked around Qin Shuangshuang with curiosity in his eyes.

Qin Shuangshuang suddenly opened her eyes. She felt that someone was by her side!

Qin Shuangshuang's eyes swept around, but it was quiet around, and the whole place was still flat. Qin Shuangshuang fell into the yard and his mind surged towards every corner of the yard.

The gate moved a few times.

"Saint?" A big man came to Qin Shuangshuang, "what's the matter?"

"It's you!" Qin Shuangshuang sighed with relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I always feel as if something is following me."

"That may be our rosefinch!" The man smiled, "the saint believes in Lord rosefinch. It is also possible for Lord rosefinch to return to the saint."

Qin Shuangshuang was absent-minded. In ancient times, the rosefinch family had long stopped sheltering these aborigines. Therefore, such a thing is absolutely impossible.

"If it's all right, don't enter my yard." Qin Shuangshuang glanced at the man and closed the yard door. The man seemed to want to say to Qin Shuangshuang in thousands of words. Seeing Qin Shuangshuang's appearance, he didn't say anything at last.

Tut Tut, Lang Youqing, I have no intention.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng sighed and shook his head.

"Star, did you find anything?" Lin Feng whispered to Xingyu.

"No, but master, you can follow that Abba. If you are right, that Abba is the leader of this tribe." Xingyu whispered, "he must be the most familiar."

Lin Feng went to the yard in the middle of the tribe. There were several old men sitting around in the yard. It seemed that they were arguing fiercely.

"I disagree!" The last old man shouted, "she's a foreigner. Those things outside are not good things!"

"Sit down!" Abba shouted, and then his momentum went down. "The rosefinch family has disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years. The only rosefinch blood is in her hand, and tianyuniao is a branch of the rosefinch family."

Abba sighed and said, "if we can create a rosefinch, our tribe will be sheltered by gods."

Everyone was silent.

"There are less than a thousand people left in our family. Think about our ancestors. At that time, there were not only a thousand people, but a full million people!" Abba looked up at the sky, "without the protection of adults, our family is being eroded. Those practitioners outside are wantonly destroying my home. How can we tolerate this kind of thing!"

Abba's voice became more and more excited, but Lin Feng didn't mean to listen any more, but went straight into Abba's room.

From the corner of the room, Lin Feng saw you a way down.

Go in?

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment and stepped down without hesitation. Lin Feng looked around and made sure that there was no one around, so he walked towards the front with confidence.

About tens of meters down, he turned his head. Lin Feng only felt that the environment in front of him was suddenly bright.

"Master, this is the back of the loess slope we came down earlier." Xingyu whispered, "I didn't expect that this small tribe would hide in this."