sword sentient beings

Chapter 829 History

"Your Excellency, Son of Fire, I'll trouble you this time. I don't know anything, so I'm afraid of offending the Bear God, so I ask Son of Fire to help me."

"Hmm...easy to talk about."

Looking at Mr. Gong who was smiling politely in front of him, the Son of Fire was somewhat embarrassed.

He received a mission from God. At the very least, he had to take a look at the holy spring, record it when he saw the holy spring functioning, and if possible, invite the holy girl to the Fire Spirit Tribe as a guest.

As a result, he had already completed the first task, and it was completed smoothly, but something went wrong with the second task. Instead of inviting the saint, he invited a saint's envoy, who was still a human.

Is this... a mission accomplished?

The Saint and the others made their decision and were obviously impatient. Afterwards, he took a quick tour of the various advanced technological achievements of the Valley of the Gods, flattered them a bit, and then came out with Mr. Gong.

In the valley, seeing that the two people were anxious about something, they wanted to go to the Fire Spirit Clan immediately to see what was going on. However, when they left the inner valley, Mr. Gong was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he asked to leave first to "prepare." Prepare".

In the past, although the Son of Fire was not bad-tempered, he would not allow a barbarian to delay like this. He had to ask him: "You are the only one who is going to visit. It is enough to bring your eyes. What else do you need to prepare?" But he was just now. Since he was distracted, he agreed and waited for Mr. Gong to leave, then quietly began to pray to God through the holy fire beads on his body.

I prayed for a long time, but received no response from God, but seemed to receive vague instructions...

God probably has no objection.

That's it.

In fact, Son of Fire would also like to ask if the "magic skills" can also be successfully settled according to the mission? But I thought it was blasphemous to talk about money in a hurry, so I didn't ask.

After taking some reassurance, he realized that Mr. Gong had indeed been delayed for a very long time.

It's been almost two hours, why is he there?

When you say prepare, prepare for what? Even bathing and changing clothes should be more than enough.

Just when he was about to regain his prestige as a citizen of the spirit world and teach this rude barbarian a lesson, Mr. Gong rushed back - he actually changed his clothes, became clean and looked more and more like a crown prince Jade.

As soon as Mr. Gong came, he immediately bowed his head and apologized, and said many nice things. The Son of Fire snorted a few times, and seeing that he was still the messenger of the saint, he said nothing more, but there was no need to say warm words.

He took Mr. Gong out of the Valley of the Ten Thousand Gods and rushed to the teleportation point. However, Mr. Gong took the initiative to chat and said: "As far as I know, the Fire Elves are a spiritual tribe with a long history. They seem to have originated from the Western Gaoling Mountains. volcano?"

The Son of Fire gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Mr. Gong smiled and said: "From the documents that can be seen, the Fire Spirit Clan has a history of more than two thousand years, but it seems that it existed as a branch of the Liujin Clan before?"

The Son of Fire hummed again: The branch clan may sound nice, but it is actually a vassal of the Liujin clan. In the spirit world, as a small clan, the only way to survive is to become a vassal of the big clan.

Mr. Gong continued: "But a few hundred years ago, maybe one or two hundred years ago? The nobles finally left the Liujin Clan and established their own clan. It is said that it was because they received the blessing of a god and finally became a true divine clan..."

"Mr. Gong——" The Son of Fire didn't want to be called so politely, but he didn't know this guy's name. "What did you do just now? Didn't you go to check our clan's information? Why did you go out of your way to check us? Is it because it’s so difficult to find information about small tribes that it took so long?”

Mr. Gong smiled slightly and said: "Don't be upset, sir. After all, I am going to see the miracle. How can I go without knowing anything. Even if it is not me, if the saint is going to visit, she must prepare in advance. Do your homework. As far as I know, although they are all people from the spirit world, it is rare for a small tribe to receive the favor of a single god. The nobles are really lucky."

The Son of Fire looked at him. Because of his height, he had to raise his head, but his contempt was palpable and he sneered: "I don't know what you think, but you are not qualified to ask questions, even if you use the banner of a saint." , you are just a barbarian. If you ask about the spirit world again, people will inevitably think that you are here to spy on the intelligence of the spirit clan. Do you know what happens to such a person? "

Mr. Gong said: "I dare not. How dare I question you privately? How can I be worthy of the saint? You don't need to tell me anything. When the saint has questions and asks you, you can just tell her. "He pointed to a bracelet on his hand and said: "This is what the saint gave me, so that I can contact her at any time. I can let her hear our conversation, or not. She is still very curious. She must be curious: a small clan has only become independent for a hundred or two hundred years and has always been unknown. If it needs to borrow something important from the Liujin clan, it has recently become rich and active, as if it has accumulated countless details. Yes, what's the reason? That god seemed to have grown up in an instant, showing a powerful power that even the Holy Spring could not match. It was a coincidence that he happened to encounter such a moment of drastic change. "

Although he was still smiling, his tone could not be called humble.

The Son of Fire said: "As soon as you left the valley, your true colors were revealed like this? Do you think there is no need to put on a pretense when the Saint is not here? But in fact, you can breathe a little more in front of the Saint. When you meet people from the spirit world outside, you should still Keep your tail tucked. Did you just say that the saint is curious? Just keep it to yourself. It's not your turn to ask questions."

He said coldly: "Your patience is actually very poor. It is far worse than your predecessors. Let me teach you what to do if you want to become a citizen of the spirit world. The first step is to wait with your tail between your legs. Convert to a magnanimous god, convert from the inside out, and then see if you are lucky enough to marry someone from this realm. Mix blood from generation to generation, cleanse your native blood, and speak up again after a few generations. I can't even wait for a moment. It seems that your nature has never changed. You are just a cunning barbarian who wants to reach the sky in one step. It is difficult for the saint to help you rise."

As soon as he finished talking on the phone, Mr. Gong's face darkened at first, but then he kept smiling and never lost his composure again, saying: "Why do you have to speak so harshly? Did I say anything to embarrass you? I just said that. A few words, do you have nothing to say? You also know that the rise of your tribe is sudden, the origin of God cannot be explained, and the miracles during this period are hidden in too many weird things, which cannot be covered up or even explained. So you use retreat to attack my identity, so that I can't get to the bottom of it? Don't be angry. I hope my questioning didn't hurt you. If you don't care about my curiosity, then I hope you can still turn a deaf ear to the curiosity of the saint, the high priest, and other nobles."

The Son of Fire sneered: "The future is the future, you may not be able to wait for it."

He glanced at the guy sideways, and then glanced vaguely at the bracelet on his hand that communicated with the saint. He tried his best to suppress the murderous intention and comforted himself: God had just supported his introduction to the holy fire altar, how could he deal with it privately? What if God has some plan?

So he had no choice but to enter the large teleportation array, which was a public construction in the spirit world. It was a large teleportation array that teleported at a fixed distance in the general direction, similar to a bus.

It took nearly an hour to go from the large teleportation array to the small teleportation array, then from the small teleportation array to the private teleportation array.

In front of the private teleportation array, the Son of Fire once again wanted to use the fluctuations of space transfer to strangle him and fake it into an accident. But still didn't take action.

This continuous malice continued until they reached the Holy Fire Altar of the Fire Elves, but in the end they did not take action. The Son of Fire felt a little regretful. When did he become such a scheming and unstoppable person?

The Holy Fire Altar is now very prosperous. After the arrival of the Taixiong God, he issued a series of task lists, giving many tribesmen the opportunity to rise. Many young people complete missions day and night. Even if they know that the deadline for the destruction of the world is approaching, they still want to seize this last opportunity to improve themselves so that they can have a good position even if they get on the ship.

Although it has only been two short months, God's prestige among young people has greatly increased - yes, there is still room for improvement in the status and prestige of the Ether Bear God. You must know that for some unknown reasons, the Taixiong God is very Buddha-like. Most believers believe in the Taixiong God. It is more like a habit. But now, because of the positive feedback of large quantities and full control, and the very glorious Image, a group of fanatical believers quickly gathered in the Fire Elves, especially young people. If the time was not too short, a protective team, a tribunal and the like would have been established.

Under such circumstances, one can imagine the attention and pressure Mr. Gong received when he came to pay homage to the Holy Fire Altar of the Fire Spirit Clan. In particular, the Son of Fire can be said to be the leader of the younger generation, and he also actively supports God. He can be called a weathervane. His looming hostility towards Mr. Gong immediately spread among the young people. Although no one directly blocked the way and refused to enter, it seemed that someone was there. I am eager to give Mr. Gong a hard blow in a subtle way.

But Mr. Gong was smiling all over his face at this time. That smile was not the humble and almost flattering smile before, but a calm and confident smile. All the hostility and stares around him could not affect him at all. On the contrary, his condition was getting better and better. .

All the way to the holy fire altar, Mr. Gong stopped, turned around, and said with a smile: "Now I am more and more confident in this trip."

The Son of Fire raised his head and said, "What? Do you think that since no one has hit you yet, you are considered a copycat?"

Mr. Gong did not feel dissatisfied, but smiled and nodded: "That's right. You all want to strangle me to death, and you behave like this, but you still want to lead me in without regretting it. There is only one answer: your god wants to see me."

Just as the Son of Fire was about to say something, Mr. Gong continued: "Isn't it?"

In front of the holy fire altar, the Son of Fire did not dare to distort God's will. He snorted and Mr. Gong said: "It just so happens that our minds are the same. He wants to see me, and I want to see him. Fire and water are incompatible, since they must blend in. , let’s see if water or fire is more powerful.”

The Son of Fire became even more furious and wanted to scold this blasphemous barbarian, but Mr. Gong had already turned around and walked in gracefully. The Son of Fire was about to catch up and consider whether the god wanted to see him or not. He would give him a big blow to wake him up first, when he suddenly stopped, his expression turned respectful, and he watched Mr. Gong go in.

(End of this chapter)