Good!
Everyone looked down and praised it in their hearts.
The ancestral statue was lifelike and intimidating. There was also the vastness of the ancient times and the vastness of the primitive times!
Compared to the ancestral statue carved by Xie Tian, the ancestral statue of the Xing Tribe was a pile of trash.
They seemed to have seen the scene of the ancient Great Shaman Xing Tian fighting the heavens and earth. They felt their blood boiling!
But no matter how hot their blood was, it instantly turned cold when it encountered the word "three inches".
The three leaders of the Xing Tribe felt a mouthful of blood rush to their throats.
They were going crazy!
They wanted to scratch the wall!
Deep tears were already surging in their eyes!
Xing Sha picked up Xie Tian.
"Three inches, are you kidding me?"
"Hahahaha …"
"Hahahaha …"
"Hahahaha …"
Hou Hao and Hou Shuo laughed so hard they rolled down the mountain. Hou Xi also ran and laughed wildly again.
As for Xing Ba and Xing Fu, they fled in panic.
Whoever saw such a shameful thing would be unlucky!
"Do you want it?" Xie Tian looked at Xing Sha.
"No …"
He almost killed Xing Sha with the word "want".
To be honest, other than the shortcoming of three inches, this ancestral statue was unimaginably perfect.
But three inches?
The statue of the Xing Tribe, the second largest tribe after the 12 Ancestors of Witchcraft, was only three inches long?
Xing Sha burst into tears.
From the reactions of the three from the Hou Tribe, he could already see that during the process of worshiping the Ancestors of Witchcraft, the Xing Tribe would definitely become the laughing stock of all shamans and even all body cultivators!
"Change one!" Xing Sha roared. "I'll keep this! You, carve another one that's twice the size of the Shi Tribe's! "
Xie Tian pointed at his dark circles helplessly.
"Brother Xing Sha, I haven't slept for three days and three nights. It's not that I can't carve one that's twice the size. As long as you can delay the worshiping of the Ancestors of Witchcraft by half a year, I won't say anything."
The three leaders of the Xing Tribe were shocked when they heard this.
"Damn it, I forgot the time!"
"The ceremony to defeat the Ancestors of Witchcraft will begin tomorrow!"
"The ancestral statues of each tribe will appear after the battle!"
"At most, there will only be 20 days!"
…
"Since you're not satisfied with it, let's use the old one." Xie Tian said indifferently, "There's nothing wrong with being old. At least he has a sense of history. Brother, this young one …"
"Get lost!"
Xie Tian patted his butt and left.
The three tycoons burst into tears.
Even if Xie Tian's reconstructed statue had a single flaw, they wouldn't be in so much pain.
It was precisely because the ancestral statue was too perfect, yet it was only three cun that they were conflicted to death, simply unable to accept this.
"What should we do?"
"The old one?"
"You don't want to use a new one? Looking at the new ancestral statue, I can even see the old ancestor himself! "
"Who dares to use it? The other tribes will definitely suffer heavy casualties if this three-inch thing is brought out. They'll all die of laughter! "
Xing angrily said, "Might as well put the two statues together..."
Xing Jie and Xing Sha roared in unison, "Scram!"
The other side.
"What's going on?" Xing Ba frowned and shouted coldly.
Xing Cauldron's mouth twitched and he almost cried.
"What a good-for-nothing!"
"Dad, I stayed on the mountain for three days and three nights. It was Xie Tian, he..."
Xing Ba slapped the back of Xing Cauldron's head and scolded, "How old are you? Why are you still so childish? You think you can win Master Xiao Chan's heart if you defeat Xie Tian? Who told you that? "
"I think all the shamans in the tribe are like that..."
"They're shamans!" Xing Ba said angrily, "We're humans. How can they be the same? Besides, even if you want to fight, what's the use of hiding on the mountain? No one's watching you act cool. Why are you acting cool? "
"Dad, what should we do?"
Xing Ba pondered and said, "If I'm not wrong, the situation is getting better for you. Xie Tian lost to the new ancestral statue. The Grand Elder must be dissatisfied with him, but we still can't act rashly."
Can't act rashly?
Xing Cauldron looked at the two Mountain Kuala Dragons in his hands and was about to go crazy.
"Dad, if we don't act, my kids will be old enough to buy soy sauce!"
"Uh, that's true."
Xing Ba was clearly worried about the same thing.
Those who were involved in technical work were all artists who knew how to enjoy themselves.
Who knew when something would happen and it would get out of hand?
"Let's go home and think about it!" Xing Ba said. "If we can't do it, Dad will go!"
"Don't you dare!"
"Bastard, Dad said I'll go and help you take down Master Xiao Chan!"
…
Xie Tian, who was chased away, came to Xiao Chan's courtyard.
"Xie Tian."
"Lord Wu Shang." Xie Tian entered the courtyard and smiled. "Where's Xiao Chan?"
Wu Shang chuckled. "She's been in seclusion for three days. She should be fast... Ha, you two are really connected!"
Seeing You Xiao Chan's smile, Xie Tian praised, "You've improved by leaps and bounds!"
"It's just three small realms." You Xiao Chan walked over and sat down. "I can't compare to you. You advanced ten realms in just a few breaths."
Xie Tian smiled. "I'm just accumulating. Are you done?"
"Yes." You Xiao Chan nodded. "This power is very suitable for me. There's no difficulty in refining it. It's just that there's too much …"
"That's too much?" Xie Tian shook his head with a bitter smile. "Let's try again. Let's see if there's a chance to break through to the Nirvana Sage Realm."
You Xiao Chan did not refuse.
She knew that Xie Tian always had a goal in everything he did.
"I'll try my best."
Xie Tian shook his head. "Don't force yourself. There's no need to fight here. Relax."
"Then you want to …"
"Have you forgotten to pay respects to the Shaman Ancestor?" Xie Tian smiled. "Maybe something good will happen. Of course we have to raise our cultivation. Not just you, but Lord Wu Shang as well."
Wu Shang said awkwardly, "I don't think so."
Xie Tian smiled without saying anything.
Wu Shang had the Void Sundering Divine Physique. In other words, it was the Void Bloodline of the Twelve Shaman Ancestors.
Unfortunately, there was no such bloodline in the entire Shaman Continent.
You Xiao Chan could also use the Blood Essence of the tribe's Great Shamans to raise her cultivation quickly.
If Wu Shang wanted to raise his cultivation, he could only rely on the power that Xie Tian had refined. His refining speed and cultivation would definitely not be as fast as You Xiao Chan's.
After busying himself, Wu Shang, who had almost exploded, quickly went into seclusion. Xie Tian also felt that the power in his body had decreased by a bit.
"How's the Ancestral Statue going?" You Xiao Chan sat in the courtyard and gently leaned against Xie Tian, chatting with him.
Xie Tian clicked his tongue. "It's hard to please. Like a dog biting Lu Dongbin."
You Xiao Chan smiled. "You're being mischievous again, aren't you?"
"It's because they don't have good eyesight." Xie Tian smiled. "But it's good. Those tribes that have designs on me will definitely not dare to ask me to reconstruct the Ancestral Statue."
You Xiao Chan looked at Xie Tian and said softly, "Xie Tian, we'll leave after paying respects to the Shaman Ancestor?"
"Yes, we'll leave."
"Where to?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"Xiao Chan wants to go home."
"It's time to go back. I haven't visited His Majesty's grave in ten years …"
…
After a short moment of warmth, Xie Tian left the Xing Tribe.
As soon as he returned to the Shi Tribe's encampment, he saw Shi Quan guarding the entrance with a dark expression.
"What did you do!"
Xie Tian touched his nose, looking innocent.
But as soon as he entered the house, Shi Quan laughed loudly.
"Haha, Xie Tian, well done! The Shi Tribe is not strong, but the Ancestral Statue is definitely the biggest, hahahaha! "
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