Chapter 98
Fanlin of the Barbarian Tribe
The surroundings were grotesque and dazzling. The old barbarian man used his great divine power to bring Xuanyuan and the others across the void at an extremely fast speed. All kinds of scenes were distorted. The group of people were covered by his great divine power as they crossed more than 20 million miles. Extracurricular Books
"Hehe, brother Xuanyuan, you are so bad. You snatched three of their Supreme Rank Dao Weapons in one go. They are going to die of anger because of you. These Supreme Rank Dao Weapons are extremely precious. They have been passed down from generation to generation and are unique." Mo Chou heaved a sigh of relief.
Mochou breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted her chest. She was really scared just now, and her palms were sweaty. In the face of such a huge force of the ancient royal family, she really thought that she wouldn't be able to escape. She didn't expect that the barbarians would actually come to her rescue. She had to admire Xuanyuan's resourcefulness. If Xuanyuan hadn't asked Pengfei to do that, the situation would have been completely different.
"I thought that we were really going to die here. But I am very curious. Why did the barbarian elder arrive at that time?" Yan Ziyun sighed. When she was with Xuanyuan, it was always like this. Even at the beginning of the Flood Devil's Cave, it was still extremely dangerous.
"Yes, if something happened to you, I would never feel at ease for the rest of my life. I did not expect that Ye Xing would be so ruthless. He simply wanted to kill you. Young Master Peng only said a few words, but he acted like that. How can he be a great person?" Blue Butterfly sighed. Her words were filled with helplessness. Just now, she had a deep sense of powerlessness. She could not resist at all. Fortunately, the barbarian elder arrived at the last moment.
"When I step into the realm of the sages, I will trample them into meat patties to avenge today's humiliation. Otherwise, it will be too shameful." Feng Xian Jun was extremely angry just now, because it was obvious that they wanted to capture him and use him. His ancestor was the mount of the Southern Wasteland Sky King, how could he be coveted by these Archean royalty?
"It's all thanks to the seniors of the Barbarian Tribe that we were able to escape from danger this time. Xuanyuan thanks you here." Xuanyuan bowed towards the old Barbarian Tribe man.
"Heh heh, there's nothing to thank us for. Since you've come to tell us where the Berserker God's Battle Body is, it's only natural that we protect you. Besides, you're the one who saved yourselves. If the little fatty hadn't used his peerless Dao Vessel to send a thought into the land of Berserkers, we wouldn't have known that Fan Lin of the Berserkers had arrived!"
The old barbarian man was laughing and joking. He was not serious at all. Peng Fei was extremely proud of himself. He laughed and said,
"Of course, my wisdom is unparalleled. I used the self-detonation of the peerless Dao Vessel to shock them, and then secretly sent a message. In that kind of dangerous situation, only I could be so calm and collected.
Peng Fei was full of boasting. Xuanyuan smiled but did not say anything. As long as everyone was safe, everything was fine.
When the group landed in Fan Lin of the Berserkers, Xuanyuan saw many tall, golden trees. They were extremely old and tall, like warriors who could support the heavens and the earth. They exuded a fearless will to fight. However, when the wind blew, the leaves swayed, and the sounds of Buddhist Sanskrit could be heard. It was quiet and peaceful, grand and distant, and could dispel the murderous aura.
These golden trees formed a huge array, as if they were guarding something, waiting for something, and conveying a message. Xuanyuan could feel that the person who set up this array had put a lot of effort into it. He was shocked and said, "What is this array?
"This is Fan Lin of the Berserkers?"
"That's right. What's wrong, kid?" The old barbarian man looked at Xuanyuan and smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth. He did not look as fierce as before.
"Why do I feel that these ancient golden trees are planted by some powerful Buddhist cultivator? Furthermore, the aura and the fearless battle intent seems to be from the lineage of the Victorious Fighting Buddha."
Xuanyuan was very surprised. Was this the doing of the Victorious Fighting Buddha's younger brother? But if it was his doing, why would he leave behind that stone carving in Water Curtain Paradise? This was something that Xuanyuan did not understand. That stone carving seemed to have been left behind by someone who was powerless to defy the heavens, and then left for another place. If he could plant these golden trees in the Berserkers' land, then he should have a close relationship with the Berserkers. Why would he make his final stop in Water Curtain Paradise?
"Not bad. As expected of the Devouring Emperor's successor. You have some knowledge. It's a long story. If you want to know, I'll tell you later. But before that, tell me the whereabouts of the Barbarian God's Combat Body. The Barbarians need the Barbarian God's Combat Body right now, and we cannot lose it." The old barbarian man looked at Xuanyuan, and his expression became serious. The Barbarians' current situation was not optimistic.
Xuanyuan looked at the old man's expression and suddenly thought of something. He sighed helplessly and made a guess.
"Could it be that we can't suppress that Fiend anymore?"
The old barbarian frowned and cast a glance at Xuanyuan. He grinned in a very carefree manner and scolded him with a smile, "Damn it.
"Darn it all, you brat, you actually managed to guess it? The kismet of the human race has plummeted. In the past, the Heavenly Emperor of Primordial Chaos and one hundred saints worked together to seal the kismet of the human race, but it has been declining rapidly over the years. I'm afraid that the day of the human race's destruction is not far away. That's why if we Berserkers want to continue suppressing the Fiend, we must use the divine ability of the God of Berserkers' War Body and use his blood to summon the God of Berserkers so that he can cast another seal on us."
Xuanyuan sighed.
"Alas, the seal in the Land of Green Darkness has already collapsed once. It's already very good that the Barbarians can still hold on until now. I almost died in the hands of Dark that day!"
"You're wrong. The Berserkers' seal has already crumbled once in the land of Berserkers. Over the years, a few of the ancient royal families have fought against each other, causing the seal to become even more unstable. It's not convenient for us Berserkers to interfere in this matter. That's why we can only let them deal with it themselves. We were forced to act today." The barbarian old man looked at Xuanyuan. He didn't expect Xuanyuan to have experienced so much. No wonder he was the Devouring Emperor.
He was indeed the successor of the Devouring Emperor.
"Oh well, no matter what, let's first enter the land of the Berserkers. Those who come are guests, and there's no need to rush the matter of the God of Berserkers' Battle Body right now." Ah, the Ancient Heavenly Emperor and those Ancient Sages of yours sure have a good plan. They've already predicted that the human race's kismet will be cut off in the future, and then the race will be destroyed. That's why they used the human race's Art of Great Kismet to seal it that day. They wanted to prevent the Ancient Era's royal family from fighting against it. "Even if the human race kills each other one day and their kismet declines, the Ancient Era's royal family will still be exhausted from suppressing the Fiend God. They won't have the time to attack the human race.
Xuanyuan did not comment on the old barbarian man's words. No one could know the thoughts of the Heavenly Emperor of Hongmeng and the Hundred Sages. He had guessed it before, but after thinking about it, he realized that he had only seen one side of himself. Perhaps he would be able to see it more clearly in the future.
"Senior, can you tell me how this Untamed Fanlin came to be?" Xuanyuan asked humbly.
"Don't call me senior, I call you Pan Gu." Pan Gu sighed. He looked at the Fanlin with great emotion.
"Grandpa Pan Gu, just tell me," Mochou said gently as she sat on Feng Jun's back.
"Sigh, this little girl is really likable. The Body of a Thousand Spirits, hahaha. It is also an extremely rare physique in the human race." Pan Gu looked at Mochou. It was not difficult to see that no matter where she went, she was liked by everyone.
"This Untamed Fanlin is indeed related to the Victorious Fighting Buddha. This Fanlin was planted by the Victorious Fighting Buddha with his own life essence. He set up a formation here to help suppress the Fiend God."
"What? The Victorious Fighting Buddha personally did it? "Xuanyuan was very surprised.
"Yes, this has a lot to do with the Victorious Fighting Buddha's younger brother. That day, the Victorious Fighting Buddha's younger brother wanted to find a way to resolve the calamity of his tribe. He knew that the Barbarians were a branch of the Witch Tribe, so he wanted to find a way to resolve the calamity. However, the Barbarians were powerless, but he did not want to give up. In the end, he found a mysterious well in the legends and went to the outer regions to look for it. He never returned. When the Victorious Fighting Buddha found out that his younger brother had gone to the outer regions, he could only pray for him. Thus, he planted this Fanlin in the Untamed Lands. On one hand, it was because he missed and waited for his younger brother. On the other hand, opening the mysterious well affected the power of the seal. This was the compensation that the Victorious Fighting Buddha made."
Pan Gu spoke very slowly, but when he heard that the Victorious Fighting Buddha's younger brother had gone to the outer regions alone to find a way to resolve the calamity and never returned, it was a big blow to Xuanyuan. This time, he went to another world to look for Fated Child, but there was a possibility that he would never return and would die in another world.
"Even the Victorious Fighting Buddha's younger brother didn't return despite his strength?" Xuanyuan was shocked. If it was him, wouldn't it be even more impossible for him to return?
"Yes, when the Victorious Fighting Buddha planted the Fanlin, he had said that if his younger brother returned, the Fanlin would sing in unison and the sound of Buddha's voice would shake the Western Region's Buddhist sects. However, so many years have passed and we have never seen him again." Pan Gu sighed. He could see that the Victorious Fighting Buddha had a deep relationship with his younger brother. Of course, he felt more apologetic towards his younger brother. If it wasn't for him, his younger brother would not have embarked on this path. There were too many unknown stories behind this.
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