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Chapter 252

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Seven Mile Cave, Miao altar.

A brand new day, even the sunlight that shone on the altar platform, seemed to have a brand new taste. Ghost Li and Xiao Bai stood on the platform in front of the altar halfway up the mountain, looking down at the land ravaged by the flames of war. Everywhere in the ruins, the Miao people walked in and out, looking down from above, they looked like busy ants for their homes. Xiao Bai sighed, turned and spoke to Ghost Li who was standing beside, "You better think it through, the monsters in the ten thousand great mountains, are not so easy to deal with!" Ghost Li's expression did not change, said, "I am not even afraid of death, what else do I have to fear?"

Xiao Bai shrugged her shoulders, smiled bitterly and shook her head, at this moment, a strange cry was heard beside them, both of them turned to look, it was Xiao Hui running over, just that its running posture was a little strange. After a while, both of their eyes unexpectedly landed on the monkey's hands, Xiao Hui had one in each hand, both carrying a big bag, it was the big wine bags that the Miao people used to hold their wine. Ghost Li was stunned for a long time, slowly turned to look at Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai smiled bitterly and said, "Don't look at me, I also don't know."

Xiao Hui very quickly ran over, looking at its expression, it was completely different from its master and Xiao Bai who were preoccupied with their thoughts, obviously very excited, grinning from ear to ear, a faint wine fragrance wafted out from the two big wine bags in its hands. The two wine bags were bulging, seemed to be filled with the Miao strong wine, very different from the few days before when there was only a small bag left.

Yesterday when Ghost Li, Xiao Bai and the great shaman were having a detailed discussion, the monkey Xiao Hui was really bored staying in the eerie altar, the monkey was lively by nature, how could it endure it and quietly slipped out. And Ghost Li at that time was preoccupied with his thoughts, surprised and delighted, he did not notice Xiao Hui had slipped away.

Xiao Hui unknowingly recalled the fine wine that day, its craving was aroused and it slipped down the mountain to the Seven Mile Cave. After the fierce battle, the Miao people's homes were destroyed, it was the time of chaos and in addition Xiao Hui looked just like a grey monkey, who would notice it. After a few rounds of searching, taking advantage of the chaos, the monkey actually found two big bags of unopened strong liquor in the ruins. Last night, Xiao Hui had hidden the two big bags of wine in some secret place. Early this morning, when they were about to leave, the monkey ran out and dragged the two big bags of wine back, obviously intending to savor it along the way.

Just that right now its master Ghost Li and Xiao Bai's expressions were strange, Xiao Hui was puzzled, opened its eyes and looked at the two of them, after a moment, Xiao Bai covered her mouth and giggled, said to Ghost Li, "Forget it, you have promised the Miao people such a big thing, even if you take... uh, take their two bags of wine, it is also nothing!" Before she finished, she started laughing, Ghost Li shook his head and slowly turned around, leaving Xiao Hui staring with its monkey eyes, looking at Xiao Bai and then at Ghost Li, it put down a wine bag and used one hand to scratch its head, looking puzzled.

Deep inside the altar, the Miao tribe leader Tu MaGu and the great shaman sat facing each other, there was no one else around them. Tu MaGu was silent for a long time, the great shaman also did not speak, a suffocating atmosphere floated in the air. Finally, Tu MaGu's expression changed, as if he could not hold it in any longer, said, "Great shaman, your injuries are so serious, why must you still follow these two Central Plains people?" The great shaman sighed softly and said, "Didn't I tell you just now."

Tu MaGu hatefully said, "The Li tribe snatched our sacred weapon, even if we have to risk our lives we must get it back, why must we seek help from outsiders?" The great shaman shook his head and said, "You are wrong." Tu MaGu was stunned, said, "What?" The great shaman was silent for a moment, quietly said, "If it is really the Li tribe who snatched our sacred weapon, I don't need to be so worried, I'm afraid that... ai!" Tu MaGu did not understand, said, "Great shaman, what do you mean?"

The great shaman said, "Do you still remember that legend of the demon beast passed down from generation to generation in our Miao tribe?" Tu MaGu's countenance changed greatly, exclaimed, "Don't tell me that legend is true?" The great shaman laughed bitterly and said, "It was originally true, that year Lady Ling Long sacrificed herself to seal the demon beast in the Subdue Demon Cave, she ordered her descendants to never let the five demon beast sacred weapons return to the cave at the same time. But until today, the five sacred weapons have all been lost, I'm afraid this is really the omen of the demon beast's resurrection. " Tu MaGu's expression changed, as the Miao tribe leader, naturally he knew the weight of that legend but after a long time, he still could not help but said, "Great shaman, under such circumstances, all the more you cannot leave this place, in case... with you around, our tribe will feel more at ease." The great shaman silently shook his head, said, "This old life of mine, at most only have another thirty days left."

Tu MaGu's body shook. The great shaman sighed and said, "Actually how would I be willing to leave, if I go, I'm afraid I will die in a foreign land. But now that the southern border five tribes are all divided, the talents are all withering, if I am not wrong, I'm afraid no one can handle the crisis. That Central Plains young man although is not old but he possesses unusual skills, that black stick beside him, the baleful energy is heavy, the evil energy is great, it is something I have never seen before in my life. But the most important thing, is … "He looked meaningfully at Tu MaGu, lowered his voice, quietly said," The most important thing, is the so-called 'Inferno Mirror', known as the essence of all fires, is with him. " Tu MaGu was shocked, said, "What, this thing is not burning incense …" The great shaman signaled with his eyes, Tu MaGu understood and did not speak but the shock in his eyes, only increased.

The great shaman unhurriedly said, "That day when he met me for the first time, the Divine Dog stone statue behind me already had a strange sign, the sacred fire even gave a warning and the two demon beast sacred weapons Black Staff and Jade Bone were both uneasy, if not for the supreme sacred weapon 'Inferno Mirror' that suppressed the demon beast, there would be no other. As for how this sacred weapon leaked out from FenXiang Valley, I don't know. "Tu MaGu was silent. The great shaman paused for a moment and continued, "Afterwards when I was speaking, I purposely revealed the origins of the Inferno Mirror, those two were indeed shocked. Especially when I mentioned the 'Eight Savage Inferno Formation', their expressions changed greatly, most likely they must be closely related to this magical weapon formation. "

Tu MaGu heaved a long sigh, obviously these words were something he had never thought of before. The great shaman indifferently said, "You also know, the legend passed down from generation to generation in our Miao tribe, only this Inferno Mirror and Eight Savage Inferno Formation can suppress the demon beasts, now not to mention that the Inferno Mirror is not in our hands, even if we snatch it from that young man, I'm afraid no one can activate it, and also that unfathomable Eight Savage Inferno Formation, nobody knows about it. So, in such a situation, that young man is really our southern border's only hope, even if I die in a foreign land, I will also go with him, only hope that before I die, I can save his friend's life, hope that on account of this, he will help our Miao tribe in the future. "

Tu MaGu's lips trembled slightly, the wrinkles on his aged face deepened, unknowingly, a tear quietly trickled down. Facing the great shaman, he slowly crouched down, placed his head on the cold ground. The great shaman smiled, his expression also somewhat desolate, said, "After I leave, all of you don't have to worry, if that young man has the heart, I believe he will send my remains back to my hometown. The matters here, will all depend on you. " Tu MaGu did not raise his head, his voice low, choked with sobs, said, "Great shaman, don't worry." The great shaman unhurriedly said, "Once I go, I will only die, actually it is nothing much.

But you are in the southern border, the coming days are turbulent, the other four tribes do not know the immensity of Heaven and Earth, seeing our Miao tribe losing power, I'm afraid they will inevitably hit us when we are down; and in the ten thousand great mountains, the demon beasts may revive at any time, a calamity is imminent, you shoulder the heavy burden, you have to take care of yourself. "Tu MaGu clenched his teeth, agreed.

The great shaman slowly stood up, looked around, suddenly said, "If the situation is really critical in the future, although this Seven Mile Cave is our Miao tribe's place of residence for generations but it is not impossible to abandon, as long as we are alive, there will be hope in the future." Tu MaGu's face turned pale again, slowly said, "Yes." The great shaman heaved a long sigh, unhurriedly walked out. When that hunchbacked figure, with Tu MaGu's support, followed by Ghost Li and Xiao Bai, walked down from the altar, not many people noticed. But following the footsteps, the figure of the great shaman, who had not appeared in the Seven Mile Cave streets for a long time, was finally noticed by the Miao people, following cries of surprise, more and more Miao people left their work and gathered over.

The great shaman smiled, kept waving to the Miao people around him but he did not stop, kept walking towards the exit of the Seven Mile Cave. Finally, the Miao people gradually felt something was wrong, in the crowd, someone started to shout loudly in Miao language, although Ghost Li and Xiao Bai did not understand but they knew what the Miao people were shouting about.

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