Chapter 690: Holy Trace Day

The Tu clan is one of the three major tribes on the grassland, with a population of nearly one million. With the Tule Mountains as the center, the radius of dozens of miles is the area of ​​the Tu clan.

The Tulei Mountains originated from the most famous hero of the Tu clan, Tulei. This man has made countless achievements and brought the Tu clan to this level today. Therefore, hundreds of years ago, the Tu clan moved to the place where he lives now, and was named after him as a commemoration.

Like all the prairie people who finally surpassed their peak strength, after breaking through the limit of the soul level, Tu Lei stepped into the border of the prairie alone-

Death Desert!

It is an endless place with an extremely mysterious "veil". It has never returned after no one stepped into the Death Desert. It is said that by crossing the Death Desert, you can reach the legendary outer land, enter a new world, and pursue the way of heaven...

"Is this the Tu clan?

Lin Nantian looked around curiously, his eyes full of surprise and admiration. All the amazement in front of him completely subverted his previous impression of the prairie. Here, it was somewhat similar to the towns of the empire, except that there was no wall.

Various wooden houses can be seen everywhere. Since the Tule Mountains are in the center of the Tule clan, there is no shortage of tree resources. It is completely different from the small and medium-sized tribes that Lin Nantian had seen before. There are almost no tents in the Tule clan. The people are constantly flowing and extremely lively.

“I haven’t been here for a long time…”

Lan also covered her face with a mask, exuding a strange look, and sighed softly.

Among the Tu clans, although there are still many elderly, weak, women and children, Lin Nantian also saw many middle-aged men, but the proportion is very rare. I think that the transfer of so many troops on the grassland this time is a huge burden for all races, and even the Tu clans are no exception.

The residents of the Tu clan were not surprised by the arrival of Lin Nantian and his group. In fact, before the war broke out, merchants from the empire came with a large number of mercenary groups quite frequently. Although the horse thieves on the grassland were prosperous, the transaction profit was very high. Merchants could bring the items missing in the grassland and bring the empire the local products of the grassland. One by one, it would double the huge profit. Even if the cost of hiring the mercenary group was deducted, the profit was quite terrifying!

Many famous merchants in the empire made their fortunes like this... Wang Tongtian, one of the most wealthy merchants in Chengtian Kingdom, has been in Chengtian Kingdom for five hundred years. He has been doing business for generations and his wealth is quite terrifying. It is said that he is in par with the Xuanyuan family and has large businesses in various cities of Chengtian Kingdom. This is how this mysterious family started.

"Blue, can you tell where the holy trace is?"

Lan nodded, nodded lightly, made a gesture of inviting Lin Nantian, and led the way in front.

The holy traces basically exist in every tribe on the prairie. This is the place where people in the prairie worship the gods, and it is also the most sacred and the most people coming and going every day. Among the holy traces, there are many bibles of the gods, with golden lacquer statues of the gods, and many hero statues of the snowy mountains.

All the people on the prairie believe in the gods and regard the gods as gods. Every day, the devout people on the prairie will come to the holy sites to sincerely bow to the gods to respect the gods.

Among the Tu clans, there are dozens of holy sites, and the largest one is in the Tulei Mountains. Every time the Tianshen Sect comes, he will inevitably promote the grace of the gods here.

"It's still Chen hour, and I will definitely arrive at the holy site before noon."

After looking at the time, Lin Nantian made a judgment in an instant. In the memory of the servant of the God, he knew exactly what Tianqing's itinerary was going to appear in the holy land at noon, representing the gods to comfort and care for their people and bless them with peace and happiness.

This is not uncommon among the Tu clans. Among the three major clans, there will be a specific day every month, and it is called-

"Holy Trace Day"!

"Lan, do you think we should 'enter' him before Tianqing appears, or make plans after he leaves the Holy Trail?"

Lan paused and thought for a while, then "The range of the Tu clan falls is too large. If you want to start before Tianqing enters the Tu clan falls, you may not be able to find the exact location. Although the Tule Mountains are well-connected and traceable, they can take action in the Tu clan falls. The movement is too great. I am not afraid of ten thousand, but I am afraid that if the gods are the supreme existence in the Tu clan falls. If you take action in the Tu clan falls, once you are discovered, I am afraid we will not have a good time..."

Lin Nantian nodded after hearing this and said, "Then let's wait until Tianqing leaves the holy trace before making plans. He is not a purple-level primordial cultivator. With your strength, you will be able to lock him firmly. When he leaves the Tu clan, he will take action. I will arrive as quickly as possible."

Lan shook her head gently and said, "I can handle it alone."

Looking at Lan Tanran's expression and his firm and powerful eyes, Lin Nantian knew his intentions, smiled and said no more.

This is the self-esteem of a cultivator at the level of purple-level soul!

Accompanied by Lan, Lin Nantian and his party soon arrived at the Tulei Mountains, which were a giant mountain range made up of countless peaks with peaks. It was endless, and there were various wooden houses everywhere on the mountain. People in the prairie not only like to live on the grassland, but also wouldn't mind living on the mountain. For them, as long as they live in nature, it would be enough.

After climbing up a few hills, I climbed to the strange "top" in the middle.

It was like a flat ground, and the shape of the peak was extremely strange, as if it was neatly cut off by a conical peak...

"This holy trace is the masterpiece of the Son of the Gods." Lan Yan said.

"Silk……"

Lin Nantian couldn't help but gasp after hearing this and cut off the entire mountain?

Is this a bit too scary?

Even in the previous life of "The Permanent Myth", no matter how strong the combination skills he used at the peak level, it would not be possible to reach such a level, even...

Totally impossible!

This is far stronger than he imagined.

The Son of the God, the Master of Daxue Mountain...

Is it that strong?

Although Lin Nantian has Lan's memory, he still knows very little about Daxue Mountain. He only knows that Daxue Mountain is an extremely mysterious place. Although Lan has been in Daxue Mountain for thirty years, he has no activities except practicing and reading books. Not to mention the son of the gods, he has never seen even the guards of the gods. The people in Daxue Mountain are very withdrawn and do not like to talk. Everyone seems to be isolated from the world. Usually, they are on Daxue Mountain, except for the sound of snow, and they can never hear anything else.

Lan has a very special identity, so he has a special Tianshen Sect master as an enlightenment master who is dedicated to Lan. He has taught Lan what he learned in his heart, and Lan's status is undoubtedly much higher than other divine servants and divine disciples. You should know that as a Tianshen Sect master, he is usually very busy. In addition to practicing, he also has to "visit" the tribes of the prairie from time to time to spread the faith of the gods. Who has time to teach his disciples? Those divine servants and divine disciples often may not meet the master for several years.

At this time, among the holy sites, there were already crowds of people, crowded and crowded.

No wonder he was wondering why the Tu clan was known as one of the three major clans, with a population of nearly one million, but he usually couldn't see many people. It turns out that he is now in the gang and is here to gather...

"This is the center of the holy trace. The other Tu clans are scattered among other holy traces. They worship the gods. As long as they have the heart, it doesn't matter which holy trace it is. For this holy trace day, they have arrived early and expressed their sincerity." Lan explained lightly.

"From your tone, it seems that you don't believe in the gods?"

From Lan's tone and expression, Lin Nantian seemed to feel the respect of the gods of the Tu clans, and he couldn't help but say curiously.

Lan Hai smiled and said, "Did you forget my origin? I am not a pure prairie, not to mention that my mother-killing enemy is now leading the entire prairie. He believes in the gods, so how could I believe in the gods? It would be better to believe in myself..."

There seemed to be a little resentment in his words. Looking at the slightly dim blue, Lin Nantian immediately understood what he was referring to.

"I have been practicing in the Daxue Mountain for 30 years, and I guess only you don't believe in this so-called god..." Lin Nantian couldn't help but sigh.

Lan shook his head without hesitation and said, "It's not me, but a few of the brothers are like this. However, after all, the relationship between the royal family and Daxueshan is there. Even if you don't believe in it, you will do your best on the surface. However, although I don't believe in the gods, I believe in the wolf gods. The two seem to be the same but are actually very different..."

Lin Nantian nodded, expressing his understanding that compared to the two monster eggs that look very similar, it is likely that they hatch two completely different monsters.

This is a very simple truth.

When they were free, the two started chatting. Lan gradually opened the knot in his heart, let go of his obsession, and talked about Lin Nantian as a friend. Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, a hot feeling was already coming towards him, and it was noon soon.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a powerful force instantly sprinkled the entire holy trace. Lin Nantian and Lan, who were chatting, instantly had a sense of induction, just like conditioned reflexes. Lin Nantian instantly moved his Yuanli, but Lan seemed to be ready, and gently shook Lin Nantian's hand, indicating that he should not be impulsive.

Fortunately, Lin Nantian's reaction was very fast, and he soon understood. He nodded to Lan immediately, indicating that he would rest assured.

Surrounded by this powerful force, the Tu clans seemed to feel a warm feeling. All the clans were doing the same action, that is—

Worship!

He worshiped sincerely, leaned his hands on the ground, and "sticked" his head deeply to the ground.

There was a quiet atmosphere in the holy trace, with only breathing sounds and no one spoke, and the world seemed to be forbidden in this second.

Calm and calm.

All ethnic groups seem to be receiving "baptism".

There was only a group of people who were extremely special. In one corner of the holy trace, Lin Nantian and his group seemed to be outside the crowd, like a rock, without moving at all.

He would not kneel down to the so-called "god" and naturally he would not believe in such things that were like a myth and false to him.

The powerful energy in the void didn't seem to care about Lin Nantian and others, but it was just maintained as usual. But Lin Nantian knew that Tian Qing had obviously noticed them, but this was nothing. Anyway, for Lin Nantian, he would be a dead person sooner or later.

"We seem to have been discovered." Lan's face was solemn and she said in a deep voice.

Lin Nantian smiled and smiled, "What was expected, this powerful and warm energy is actually the application of mental power. You can feel everything around you. No wonder only the Tianshen Sect of the Yuanshen level can spread the faith of the Tianshen, so that's it!"

"Then we..." Lan asked hesitantly.

Lin Nantian smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Locking his mental power and watching it. Anyway, Tianqing doesn't seem to care about our actions, and there is no warning or other action for the time being."

Lan nodded and then remained silent. Whatever Lin Nantian said was. Since signing the soul contract that day, he seemed to have obeyed Lin Nantian's orders almost instinctively and could not resist.

Close your eyes and rest. In such an environment, Lan gradually sank into his own world, and a faint spiritual power emanated from around his body, firmly locking Tianqing.

The powerful energy was "invaded" by Lan Yi. It seemed to fluctuate slightly, but it instantly returned to nature and continued to spread his faith. Lan's expression was calm, and he was obviously adjusting his state. Xu Sheng was not allowed to lose this time. He boasted about Haikou in front of Lin Nantian and should do his best to complete it. Although he knew that Tianqing was not easy to mess with, as a member of the Tianshen Sect in the Great Snow Mountain, he must have a few tricks, but he was extremely confident in his strength!

One stick of incense, one quarter of an hour...

As time passed, the powerful and warm energy slowly disappeared. The Tu clan members then stood up, opened their eyes, changed their posture, sat cross-legged on the ground, meticulously.

The Holy Trace Day is divided into three steps, and now it is obviously the second step.

"The god of heaven, also the wolf god, is the god of wolves. It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago..."

A loud and majestic voice sounded in the void and fell into the ears of all ethnic groups. Although the legend of the gods has been circulated countless times, it appears again in Tianqing's mouth, as if it is magnetic, and still deeply attracts all ethnic groups. Every ethnic group's eyes are full of respect and faith from the heart.

The story is long and interesting. It was the first time Lin Nantian and Xiaodao heard it. They couldn't help but listen to it with great pleasure, but they just regarded it as a myth. Unlike other Tu clans, they completely regarded the wolf god as the sustenance in their hearts and the transfer of their thoughts. The story depicts the birth of the wolf god, the experience of the dragon, and the deeds that finally led a group of wolves to attack the evil forces, and finally created a sensation. It can be described as a complete TV series.

It took an entire hour to tell the story of the Wolf God to come to an end. Lin Nantian couldn't help but admire Tianqing's patience. Although the story was old-fashioned, with his soul-level strength, he was like a storyteller. Doing such a thing is "worthy" of his identity...

After completing two steps, all the people in the holy traces couldn't help but stand up, their eyes filled with endless heat and ecstasy, as if they could not hide the excitement in their hearts. This made Lin Nantian very surprised, but he didn't know what was so called, so he turned his eyes to Lan.

As if he knew what Lin Nantian wanted to ask, Lan answered with sincerity: "Do you know why this place is called the Holy Trace?"

Lin Nantian shook his head and waited for Lan’s following.

"The reason why the holy traces are holy traces and the reason why the gods are believed in by the people of the prairie is not a matter of one day or one night. It is accumulated over countless years. Every day of the holy traces, the people of the Tianshen Sect will descend on the believers of the prairie to fulfill their wishes, heal their bodies, and turn them into impossible things, and they are holy traces."

"Oh?" Lin Nantian raised his eyebrows and felt enlightened in his heart.

"On the lucky believers on the Holy Land Day will be shining by the holy light, enter the gate of the Holy Land, and meet the legendary Tianshen Gate." Lan pointed to the extraordinary gate ahead and said Ran Ran.

"So that's the holy trace?"
To be continued...