I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 587: Mental Explosion, Passing By (5k)

The headless sharp-toothed monster's mentality is a little broken.

He had heard of Lieyang a long time ago, but according to his understanding and the information he had obtained, Lieyang had nothing to do with them.

Even when he came to the modern world and the information he obtained from all aspects increased explosively, he still maintained this cognition.

But when Wen Yan came over, he could no longer see Wen Yan's face clearly. It was as if he saw a humanoid creature with a huge sun on its neck. The sun that never set replaced the head.

In particular, he could clearly feel the strange and mysterious feeling of the sky never setting.

This scene was like the picture buried deep in the soul of his race.

The Xingtian tribe is headless, with a big sun as its head. This is the iconic pattern of the Xingtian tribe’s high priest and their faith leader in the mural.

This is the source of continued faith and the core of the root of continued power.

When he saw the scene in the mural with his own eyes and it appeared before his eyes, his mentality collapsed on the spot.

After taking a hard blow from the Chunjun Mace that was blessed with the violent sun and feeling the power deeply, his mentality did not just collapse, but exploded completely.

The pure power of the sun, mixed with a kind of charm that he could clearly feel.

This was not fire, nor was it simple yang energy. It was completely different from any objects with the power of the scorching sun that he had ever felt.

It contains the power of the sun, the charm of the sun, blazing yang energy, vigorous vitality, fiery destruction, and even a trace of spirituality from the soul.

And all of this is in an extremely harmonious and natural unity, just like the real sun.

Combined with the resonance of souls, he was absolutely certain that this was the totemic power of the former Xingtian tribe.

It was not the later Flame God, nor any other similar power. The difference was very obvious to him.

This was not the scorching sun. This could not possibly be the scorching sun power he had ever felt.

Most people can't tell the difference, he believes.

But he simply didn't believe that no one could tell the difference.

As for whether that shameful immortal could tell the difference, the Xingtian tribe didn't even have the question of whether the other party could tell the difference. The other party could definitely tell the difference.

This is a conspiracy.

The other party must know that by sending him here, he will meet the person who can help him complete his transformation.

After he completes his transformation, the power of the blood rope and its magical properties will be completely useless to him. He will be fundamentally immune to it.

With his help, we can clear out the people here and completely stand on the opposite side of the so-called Lieyang.

Last time, the source of faith of the Xingtian tribe was almost completely destroyed. This time, the Xingtian tribe itself will be destroyed.

The headless Sharp-toothed Monster didn't quite understand what this meant or why it was like this.

But certainly not against him or his tribe.

It must be aimed at this so-called scorching sun.

Is that shameful immortal the remnant of the former Heavenly Emperor’s tribe?
He couldn't tell the difference, absolutely couldn't tell the difference.

Falling to the ground at this moment, the fighting spirit that had been rising steadily also dissipated as his mentality exploded.

Looking at Wen Yan walking towards him, his heart was filled with sorrow. The source of faith of the Xingtian tribe was now going to kill him.

The person who arranged all this is ten thousand times more vicious than anyone else.

Wen Yan may not know about the Xingtian tribe, and may not know these things. Even if he possesses the power that only the high priest can wield, this means something at a higher level, and Wen Yan is not recognized by the source of faith.

Rather, he directly controls this power.

Members of the Xingtian tribe fell to the ground, looking crazy, crying and laughing at the same time. The murderous aura on their bodies dissipated, and the fighting spirit that was almost revealed also dissipated.

Wen Yan walked forward step by step, and seeing the other party like this, he no longer had the desire to knock him to death with his mace.

After looking at the prompt again, Wen Yan roughly understood what "nothing" meant.

He has several options, each of which corresponds to something different.

He stood in front of the Xingtian tribe, looking down at them.

"Who deceived you?"

"A shameful immortal."

The Xingtian tribe looked up and saw the same person, with a sun that never sets between his shoulders.

Between the destruction of the Xingtian tribe and the destruction of the source of faith, he chose the former and gave up resistance.

After his death, perhaps there will be other Xingtian tribes that can complete the transformation in the future.

But if the person in front of me is gone, there may never be another chance.

There may never be another revival of spiritual energy after the end of the Dharma, nor the revival of all things brought about by the revival of spiritual energy.

He believed that the person before him had returned from nothingness with the help of spiritual energy.

"I don't really like to solve everything by fighting and killing. If you want to talk first, then let's talk first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Xingtian tribe, which had lost all desire to fight, suddenly exploded under them. He appeared behind Wen Yan, swinging his fists and colliding with the blood ropes flying behind him.

Therefore, those people in the distance could not understand at all.

At first glance, it looked like a big evil star was attacking Wen Yan, and the Xingtian tribe stood in front of Wen Yan and blocked those attacks for Wen Yan.

After watching for a few seconds, they were completely sure that they were not mistaken. The Xingtian tribe that was attacked by Wen Yan was indeed protecting Wen Yan.

Several Taoist priests looked at the professor together.

The professor pushed up his glasses and frowned.

"Why are you looking at me? I've already told you that I've only studied it a little bit. How can I possibly know what this is? It must be related to the power of faith of the Xingtian tribe."

Wen Yan looked back and saw Pei Tugou, who was already bloodthirsty and in a red name state, and rubbed his head.

How can we stop this? It is impossible to stop it...

"Brother? Brother? Stop for a moment?"

Wen Yan called out, but there was no response.

He silently stepped back a distance and let them fight first.

He looked at the Xingtian tribe. Their state was completely different from when they faced him. They became more and more courageous as the battle went on. Just one look at Pei Tugou was enough to send them into a violent state of burning fighting spirit.

Although he felt that according to the current situation, he should be able to directly choose another direction and bless the Xingtian tribe.

But Wen Yan was really not sure whether this was good or bad.

He took out his cell phone and tried to find a way to get Pei Tugou to stop.

He flipped through his phone and found a video. It was of the time when his silly son was not given the soul painting to eat. The silly son cried loudly, but after realizing that crying was useless, he changed his expression and stopped crying in an instant.

He turned up the volume to the maximum.

A loud wailing sound rang out amid the fierce confrontation, but the sound was drowned out by the violent explosion.

But Pei Tugou, who was about to enter the next stage and was forced into a corner, still heard this familiar dry howl.

His reason began to return and he heard Wen Yan's words.

"Let's talk first, and then we can talk again. I have something very important to ask him."

Pei Tugou snorted, and the countless blood ropes around him began to slowly dissipate.

It's a rare opportunity to meet an opponent who won't be killed instantly, who is immune to his characteristics and with whom he can only compete in pure strength and skills. He is very happy. This is much more interesting than slaughtering tens of thousands of monsters. It can bring him pressure, which can bring him progress.

As the battle slowly subsided, Wen Yan's phone rang and the black box sent a message.

He looked into the distance and could vaguely see a few people on the distant hill.

Black Box said that there was a professor who had done in-depth research in related fields and was originally invited to do an assessment of the Decheng Funeral Home, and is now collecting information.

The professor wanted to call him and tell him some speculations.

The professor speculated that the Xingtian tribe might have misunderstood something and thought that he had a very close connection with the Xingtian tribe's former faith power.

It is even possible that he is regarded as a priest or wizard of the revived Xingtian tribe, or someone who has the right to speak religious words and interpret scriptures.

Otherwise, according to various studies, the Xingtian tribe has never had a tradition of not fighting back when being beaten, or even helping the people who beat them.

You can try to control it first to see if you can get more information. This information must be very valuable and critical.

Wen Yan looked at the information appearing on the phone. It should be the professor who was speaking on the phone, and the black box directly converted it into text for him.

The other party introduced him in a way that disregarded the power of mythology, and if there were any special points in the middle, they would talk about them specifically.

"What's this Tiandi tribe?" "It should be earlier than Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, and it was a nickname for a large tribe at that time.

According to the existing information, there was no written language at that time, and the most effective means of uniting the tribe was common totem beliefs.

Destroying or annexing the other party's beliefs is a form of annexation.

The Xingtian tribe believed in the sun god of the time, so after the Song Dynasty, many records attributed it to the dispute between Yan and Huang, and regarded Xingtian as a subordinate of Yan Emperor, but Xingtian was not a human being.

As for what the Tiandi tribe believed in, there is no credible source. We only know that the name of the tribe disappeared and the meaning of the name also changed.

If this Xingtian tribe was a former tribal member who stayed together even after his death, then he must know a lot of things.

You can try.

Don't worry, if you don't understand anything, I can help you."

Wen Yan looked at the phone. Just by reading the text, she could feel the professor's extremely strong desire for knowledge.

Ever since some old guys came out, many scholars have welcomed them very much, because they may know a lot of things that are not recorded, or that have been recorded but not passed down.

But there are also some people who hate these old ghosts very much.

They went through a lot of hardships, digging up historical materials and written records, and finally verified the origin, function, historical culture behind an item, etc.

Then, the real person appeared, looked at them in confusion and said: How come I don’t know this?
Wen Yan came to the front of the Xingtian tribe with his cell phone in hand. The other party took a step back on their own initiative, straightened their chests, and bent them slightly to show concession.

Wen Yan pointed to the Decheng Funeral Home not far away.

"Did the person who sent you here tell you to go to that place?"

"No."

Wen Yan understood. It was indeed the case. If the people of Taohua Village had not defected first, all of them would be 100% sure that the Xingtian tribe that was teleported here at this time must be after the things in the old ice storage of Decheng Funeral Home.

"Did the person who sent you here tell you that there would be many strong people around you at this time?"

"No."

"Then why did he send you here?"

“I told him that if he didn’t send me to Shenzhou, the previous agreement would be completely void.

We had an agreement that he would bring me here from the wilderness, send me to Shenzhou, complete my transformation, and help me find the location of my former tribe.

Then I will help him find what he wants.”

The Xingtian tribe responded readily, but then began to ask back questions.

"Are you the high priest chosen by the Sun God?"

"No, I'm just me." Wen Yan answered straightforwardly. He didn't want to pretend to be an identity he didn't even understand.

If no one understands, then it’s easy to deal with, just use a pseudonym.

But it is obvious that the Xingtian tribe was definitely the group that knew these things the most at the time. If they couldn't deceive them forever, then disguise would be useless.

The Xingtian tribe was somewhat disappointed after hearing this, but then they became more certain of their previous speculation.

Wen Yan did not gain power by being recognized, but the power was directly revived in Wen Yan.

It's so perfect, and the resonance is so clear, it must be Wen Yan who is the most suitable candidate.

Even the lackeys of the Emperor of Heaven listened to him, woke up from their violent state, and retreated on their own initiative.

This person is obviously more powerful and more resourceful than the high priest who was once beheaded.

Wen Yan couldn't see the expressions of the Xingtian tribe, but he could see the changes in their eyes.

He glanced at his phone, but in the end he didn't pretend to be a cultured person and responded in a cultured way.

He put away his phone and didn't care what the Xingtian tribe thought. He went straight to the point.

"You know there are two strange objects, what are they used for?"

"I don't know. That shameful immortal didn't say that. He just mentioned before that he wanted to get two very important rare items."

"Who is that immortal? What is his name? Do you know?"

“His name is Yan. I only know that he once went to the Great Wilderness and stayed there for a long time, and then returned to Shenzhou.

Now in that island country, he had signed contracts with many things.

I am connected to many things in this world, and recently I have been in close contact with a necromancer.

He seemed to have a lot of things to do, most of which I didn’t understand.”

Speaking of this, the Xingtian tribe recalled.

“He said before that he found part of your natural enemies in the Great Wilderness, and then found another part in Shenzhou.

He plans to get rid of you within this year, saying that although you are not the biggest obstacle, you are definitely one of the most troublesome obstacles.

Especially after you create a cultivator.

It's something that anyone can get started with, but he can't see where the threshold is.

I only saw him once, and he was so angry, like he was crazy.

That was the day he tried, but couldn’t get started, and gave up completely.”

Wen Yan shook his head, not too surprised.

Originally, he knew that it was impossible for all cultivators to use the open source to do good things.

It doesn't matter if it's targeted at him, but no one can be blamed if his character, realm, and cultivation level are not up to par.

"You know, he found something?"

"I don't know. He has a lot of things in his hands. I don't know what it is. He never tells anyone."

"Then let me first describe his appearance."

Wen Yan took out his mobile phone and asked the black box to start drawing a picture based on the description of the Xingtian tribe. He continued to adjust it after the confirmation of the Xingtian tribe.

Finally, a face that looked very handsome, or rather, a somewhat pretty face, appeared on the phone.

He asked Black Box to compare the picture, but he was not surprised that the identity could not be determined.

But soon, the black box compared a piece of surveillance footage.

It is a place close to the sea. It is the only way Wen Yan takes every time he goes to the sea and scatters the ashes into the sea. The surveillance at the seaside there is a special camera, and according to the level, the video there will be kept for at least one year.

The black box first retrieved the surveillance footage based on Wen Yan's activity trajectory, and indeed, a comparison was made very quickly.

When Wen Yan was going out to sea by boat, a handsome man in a casual coat was walking on the pedestrian path by the sea, looking into the distance at the ship that was about to leave the port.

And this time only, the other party may not know that places so far away from the port are within the coverage of the upgraded cameras.

Wen Yan tried to recall, but couldn't remember anything. He really had no impression at all.

Judging from the distance, the person was at least two or three hundred meters away from him. At such a long distance, he should not have seen the other person.

While Wen Yan was chatting with the Xingtian tribe, Su Mu, who had had contact with Wen Yan before, appeared in Guanzhong County in the name of a field investigation.

Full of anxiety and anticipation, she followed her parents into the university town.

However, the person she was looking forward to meeting was currently in the easternmost part of China, attending a meeting in Shanghai with his internship company.

The young man originally came out to see the world, but at this moment he was holding his mobile phone with a confused look on his face.

His classmate and colleague came over with a beaming look on his face.

"Liu Er, how was the negotiation? That's a big company. If they like you, they have good taste.

What do you think? Have you thought about it? Do you want to go?"

"I don't really want to go to the island country. I heard that it's not very stable there recently. I've seen a lot of weird things over there before."

"You're not afraid of these, are you? My God, this company is not one of the top 500 companies, but its parent company is a standard top 100 company. I just asked your instructor for you, and their parent company is very fond of this company. If you can get in now, you will definitely have an annual salary of one million in the future."

"I haven't graduated yet. It's still a long way to go..."

"They value your talent, not your level. Why are you still hesitating? How long do they give you to consider it?"

"Just say that before this meeting is over, I can contact them if I want."

"Then hurry up and go. Contact them first and have a face-to-face meeting. Ask them clearly first and then consider whether to go or not. Don't dwell on it here."

Liu Er's classmates pulled him and ran to the venue quickly. Young people should first be confident, energetic and motivated, and the rest can be done first.

(End of this chapter)