Chapter 532

"It's like an eye pupil! A very powerful eye pupil!" Yi menggui saw the black bead and immediately showed the color of difference, "The owner of this pupil is likely to be a congenital demon! If you can transplant this pupil into your own eyes, you may get the power of this pupil. At that time, maybe your combat effectiveness will surge in an instant! I have this transplantation method in my hand, brother Zhao doesn't consider it?"

"No! It's not good. It's someone else's stuff. How can I do this? Absolutely not!" Zhao Yuan waved his hand quickly.

"OK! Forget it!" Yi menggui was very satisfied with Zhao Yuande's response. He smiled at him cunningly, and there was a trace of trust in his smile.

"You... Fairy Yi, we don't talk like this. You're tempting me!" how smart Zhao Yuande was. He saw the meaning of each other's smile in an instant.

"Ha ha! Brother Zhao has no greed, but integrity first, and dreams are admired!" Yi menggui walked out of the cave with a smile. She just got the answer she needed.

"Thank you for solving your doubts. We are in a hurry and we are leaving!" Zhao Yuande arched his hands to them.

"We'll send you!" Yuan Qi and Jin Mao followed out of the cave.

"Heifeng, we're leaving!" Zhao Yuande waved to them, "give you time to say goodbye!"

"Jinmao, why don't you come with us!" Heifeng looked at Jinmao reluctantly, and then they met and separated.

"No, my children are all here. I can't leave!" Jin Mao patted Heifeng on the shoulder. "But one day, we'll meet again. I'll buy you enough!"

"Good brother, if you are in trouble, go to the people of hope Zong, and they will contact us soon!" Heifeng bit his teeth, turned his head and walked away, waving his hands as he walked, "I hope we don't have to separate again next time we meet!"

"Brother, take care all the way! If you have something, you can come back at any time!" Jin Mao looked at Heifeng, their figure gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests, and his eyes were a little blurred.

Yuan Qi was honored in the forest, and Zhao Yuande and his party were very unblocked. One day later, they walked out of this vast pine forest.

When they walked out of the pine forest, the scenery in front of them was stunned.

This is a small village. At the entrance of the village, a vigorous old tree that has grown for unknown years almost covers the whole sky like a big umbrella, shielding the small village under the wind and snow.

Several old people leaned on the tree and half narrowed their eyes, as if listening to the whispers of the tree. Several naughty children ran and played in front of them.

"It's like an ordinary village, quiet and peaceful, full of joy!" Yijie looked at the old man and children under the old tree.

"No, I don't know how many years this old tree has gone through. It is chanting scriptures and transmitting a voice. These old people are practicing, while these children are constantly washing their flesh by the mysterious power falling from the tree. They are also practicing!" Zhao Yuande's eyes are like a torch, and he can see the truth at a glance.

"These people, this tree, I am a little familiar!" Yi menggui's voice is a little confused. Why does he feel familiar when he has been here from the future?

"Let's go and have a look!" Zhao Yuande felt that Yi menggui had been in a bad state since he came to the top of the mountains, with some ethereal strange feeling.

"Who are you? Why did you come here?" they approached the village resolutely, and someone stopped them.

This is a group of young people. They jump down from the tall canopy and constantly look at them.

These young people are shorter than ordinary people, but they are extraordinarily strong. Although there is ice and snow and the temperature is very low, they all have red fruits on their upper bodies.

"Brother, we're just passing by. We want to climb to the top of the mountains." Zhao Yuande was very polite.

"You? Want to climb the top of the mountains? Your cultivation is too low. I advise you to go down the mountain!" one of the young men with beards looked very powerful with eyes the size of a copper bell.

"What high accomplishments can go up the mountain?" asked Zhao Yuande.

"At least we need God's cultivation! This is the minimum requirement!" the bearded youth scratched his head.

"OK! Shi Lei, you go first!" at this time, an old man leaning on an ancient tree stood up and waved to the young people.

"Yes, nine elders!" the bearded young Shi Lei seemed to be very afraid of the old man. Seeing the old man's words, his face stiffened, he hurried back to the village with his partner.

"This little friend, Shi Lei, he menglang, don't care." the old man looked at Zhao Yuande, and there was a strange light in his eyes, as if he had seen through him.

"I wonder if the old man can show us a bright way!" Zhao Yuande knew that the old man was not simple. Standing in front of the old man, he had a sense of horror that haunted his mind all the time.

Moreover, he felt that the accomplishments of those old people were all above the nine elders, which had to make him even more shocked. There were so many powerful gods and emperors in a small village, which was going against the sky.

"You want... She..." the old man said here, and his eyes suddenly straightened, because he saw Yi menggui behind Zhao Yuande. Seeing this face, the old man couldn't speak at once.

"What's the matter with me, elder?" Yi Meng always had a wonderful feeling before returning to the village, as if she had seen this big tree, and the remains of her ancestors in her storage space also had a feeling of being ready to move.

"You... You... Seem to..." the more the old man said, the more excited he became and the more speechless he became. Finally, with tears on his face, he fell to his knees with a plop and worshipped Yi Meng. "Saint, you have finally returned!"

"Saint? I......" Yi Meng was a little confused. How could he be a saint.

"What's the matter? Lao Jiu, what's the matter with you?" when several other old people saw what happened here, they suddenly changed their faces and rushed over to ask what happened.

"Look at her..." the nine elders pointed to Yi menggui. "Her appearance is the same as that of the saint. Even her charm is so similar. She must be the saint we have been waiting for for for thousands of years!"

"It is as like as two peas!" the old people saw the appearance of Yi dream, but they were all very lazy, but they did not have such impulses as the nine elders.

"I don't know the girl's name. How old are you this year? What are you doing here?" one of the shortest and fattest old people asked.

"My name is Yi menggui. I'm seventeen years old. I'm from the demon wasteland and want to find my ancestors and roots!" Yi menggui can be sure that this village must have a deep connection with himself.

"Sure enough... Sure enough... Ha ha! Heaven has eyes, and the saint has finally returned!" the pudgy old man looked up and laughed excitedly, but the next moment Gudong knelt on the ground and worshipped Yi Meng.

"Shang! What are you old people waiting for? Don't come and kneel down as soon as the saint comes back!" the pudgy old man looked at the old people around him. The fashion was in a dull state and quickly drank.

"See the virgin!" all the old men knelt on the ground.

"This..." although Yi menggui thought of something, she didn't expect this situation. She was in a hurry. Finally, she turned her eyes to Zhao Yuande.

"Well, gentlemen, we haven't figured it out yet. Why don't we go to the village again!" Zhao Yuande picked up the pudgy old man led by him.

"Yes! Everyone hurry back and inform several ancestors to prepare for the grand ceremony of ancestor worship. The saint returns, but we have been looking forward to the long cherished wish for thousands of years!" the pudgy old man commanded other old people to return, but he respectfully came to Yi menggui, "saint, please come back to the village with me. When you return to the village, you will know everything!"

Yi menggui nodded and entered the village with Zhao Yuande and his party.