The black shadow is the old chief.

"Miss Fu, before entering the secret place, you must first pass through the Heroic Soul Cave. All the ancestors of our Meng tribe are buried inside. Once you enter, just follow my footsteps and move forward. If anything happens, let me know in advance.

, never act privately."

Fu Shiyi nodded hurriedly.

Judging from the cremation ceremony held by the Meng tribe the day before yesterday, it can be seen that their tribe has many taboos, and Fu Shiyi will naturally not act rashly.

The Heroic Soul Cave of the Meng tribe has existed for thousands of years.

There are countless skeletons buried inside, and the densely packed tombstones are arranged in rows.

The entire Heroic Soul Cave was silent.

Not a single sound.

It took Fu Shiyi and the two of them nearly an hour and a half to reach the end. When they came to a stone wall covered with green ivy, the old chief took out a horn conch from his arms, brought it to his mouth and began to play it whimperingly.

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At this time.

The originally calm Heroic Soul Cave behind her suddenly blew up with gusts of cold wind. Fu Shiyi instantly felt a chill on her body. She couldn't resist the permeating chill even when she used her skills. She couldn't help but glance behind her.

But I saw the tombstone on the Cave of Heroes.

Streams of white smoke rose up and continued to rise into the sky, converging into a ball. As the notes played by the old chief changed, the condensed white smoke suddenly condensed into a giant nearly thirty meters high.

The old chief saw this.

Immediately Shanqi knelt down and said: "Unfilial son Qi Yuanming sincerely asks all ancestors to open the secret place."

After the old chief finished speaking, he raised his sword and dropped it. A large ball of blood burst out of his palm, and a giant white smoke fell into the air. The giant slowly turned around, and Fu Shiyi was startled.

The front of this giant is actually made up of millions of faces.

They stuck out their tongues and licked the blood, then started chattering and arguing, as if they were having a meeting.

"Don't you agree?"

Fu Shiyi glanced at the old chief nervously.

I found that the old chief's left fist was clenched, and he was obviously not very sure.

The White Smoke Giant discussed for nearly half an hour. The sound of the discussion slowly faded away, but everyone closed their eyes. Fu Shiyi thought that he had reached a conclusion.

Only to find that the white smoke is dissipating!

The old chief's expression changed.

Quickly play the horn conch in your mouth.

The white smoke giant that originally collapsed slowly became solid again. The old chief's face turned pale this time, and he made three cuts on his palm.

Three balls of blood mist sprayed on the white smoke giant.

At this time, the face at the top whose eyes had been closed slowly opened his eyes. His eyes scanned the old chief inch by inch. When he reached Fu Shiyi, he gave a surprised sound:

"Old boy, why did you bring an outsider in?"

Fu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but reveal his green bamboo sword, but remembering the old chief's instructions, he still resisted the urge.

"Ancestor, this is my grandson Xiuyuan's aunt. More than a thousand years have passed since the secret place was hidden, and no one from our tribe has been able to successfully enter it, so we asked her to help."

The old chief was trembling with fear.

Fu Shiyi was also frightened at the side.

When the white smoke giant heard this, he glanced at Fu Shiyi again, and then said helplessly: "Of course, the Sun Tribe is just one of our affiliated tribes. In recent years, when the priests prayed, they said that they have become our tribute tribe, you guys.

.......Hey!"

These words made the old chief feel ashamed.

Fortunately, after the White Smoke Giant finished speaking, he whispered a few times to the faces under him, and then a mysterious and mysterious wave came from them, reaching the stone wall covered with ivy.

"Click, click!"

The stone wall is like a rusty iron gate, slowly opening a trail.

Seeing this, the old chief said excitedly:

"Thank you, ancestors!"

The White Smoke Giant didn't say anything more, but dispersed in a hurry, and each returned to their own cemetery.

The old chief was nervous and had a big head.

Fu Shiyi also breathed a sigh of relief. She asked the old chief to give her his hand, started using the magic technique, and performed a healing technique. The old chief's right palm, which was still bleeding, healed quickly, and no scars were left after the practice.

The old chief waved his right palm in front of his eyes.

I feel a little more confident that Fu Shiyi can successfully open the secret.

"Miss Fu, our ancestors have explored a safe path three hundred meters ahead of the secret place. You can follow me in a while, but when we get to the back, we have to rely on you, Miss Fu."

Fu Shishi nodded.

The old chief took out a map from his pocket, looked at it carefully, and then got into the green wall path first. Fu Shiyi followed closely.

Turned out from Qingqiang.

What you see is a plain.

There was not a single tree, only adult-sized weeds growing densely. Fu Shiyi and the two of them were soon submerged in this green grassy wasteland.

The old chief faced the ground.

I paused for a while from time to time and checked again before moving on. After walking for half an hour, I still didn't find the end, and after wandering around I found that they were within fifty meters not far from the entrance.

"Isn't this right?"

The old chief looked at the map carefully, puzzled.

Fu Shiyi thought for a moment and said, "Old Chief, when was your map made?"

The old chief blinked, thought of a possibility, and smiled bitterly: "This was handed over to me when my father passed away. It has been passed down to me for more than fifty years. I have never explored this place since I became the chief.

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Obviously.

Due to the environment and changes, this map is no longer of much use.

"Old Chief, please wait a moment, I'll give it a try."

Fu Shiyi quickly changed gestures with his hands, and silently recited the complicated incantation on the purification bottle. The colorful auspicious clouds floating above the ancient trees in the sea of ​​​​consciousness space shook, and then appeared on this wasteland.

"Disease!"

Fu Shiyi pointed at the weeds on the wasteland, and the colorful auspicious clouds instantly lit up with bright five-color auras, and the aura covered the entire wasteland.

As Fu Shishi continued to curse.

The tall weeds withered rapidly at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. Within a quarter of an hour, they turned into a thick layer of fine ash. The appearance of the entire plain was revealed.

Fu Shiyi moves with each move.

Collect the green liquid condensed in the air into the bag.

The old chief on the side was stunned.

These weeds seem to be vulnerable, but the tribe records that they cannot be killed by fire, cannot be cut with a knife, and are taller than they are. Therefore, the ancestors of their tribe spent decades in order to get out of this wilderness.

Time.

But now Miss Fu only needs less than a quarter of an hour.

Is this the power of Qi Practitioners?

The old chief swallowed a gulp of saliva, and at the same time began to look forward to Xiuyuan's bright future after he also became a Qi practitioner.

No more weeds to cover.

The two of them moved forward much faster.
Chapter completed!