Free Wild 36
Bird tribe.
Clan land.
A bird's egg surrounded by red-gold flames was rotating regularly.
The chief of the muskbird tribe brought his descendants here to give the night heron the energy it needed for rebirth.
Xiaohong has grown up, but after he finished the delivery, the worry in her eyes still remained.
"Mom, you said, when the old man wakes up, he will find that my uncle..."
"Shut up."
Xiaohong shut up.
The chief of the musky bird tribe sighed softly.
After the Night Heron's Nirvana, the descendants of the bird tribe must take their ancestor's children back and raise them well, especially in this turbulent time.
Therefore, they did not waste a single day and went directly to the ancient tree to pick up the cub.
But he found that the cub had fallen into a deep sleep. It was normal for cubs to be sleepy, but he slept for □ days in a row and didn't even breathe!
He died in their Mudbird Tribe!
After the leader of the musk bird tribe found out, she almost followed suit. She had no idea how to explain to her ancestors.
Almost all the witch doctors who could come have been here, but they couldn't find any problems.
They all knew how much the ancestor valued her child. When they woke up from Nirvana and were reborn, they found that the child... The chief of the musky bird tribe could not imagine that situation.
The ancestors will go crazy.
Any mother who cherished her cubs would go mad.
The chief of the Eyebird Clan remained silent and said, "When the ancestor wakes up and investigates, if blood is required to appease her wrath, I will bear the responsibility."
"Mother!"
"Listen to me!" The chief of the musky bird tribe took a few deep breaths. "Don't get involved. Take your children and your companion and go as far away as you can. Try to live close to Mr. Ning. Our ancestors won't neglect Mr. Ning's respect."
"These are critical times. If our bird tribe's mistakes lead to our ancestors' wrath, not only will our bird tribe suffer, but we will also lose our ancestor's support in our fight against Scarlet Star."
Hong Yang: "But this is not your fault at all."
"The overall situation is the most important thing."
The chief of the Mudbird tribe said, "If destroying Red Star in the future requires the lives of my entire tribe, I will also not hesitate."
“…”
Hong Yang was silent for a few breaths, "Same goes for my son."
The chief of the muskbird tribe smiled and said, "Okay."
Hong Yang: "When do you think the ancestor will wake up?"
The chief of the Mudbird tribe pondered, "At the earliest, about half a year. I hope Mr. Ning's seal can hold up."
The Guhuo bird eggs floated up and down, and did not cause any special fluctuations because of their words.
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The day before regaining vision.
Ning Ren was watering the magnolia and feeding it a drop of blood.
The crack in the sky brought about a slight change in temperature. The magnolia tree grew faster and faster, and its branches stretched out. I don’t know when the first flower will bloom.
After watering the plants, he stood up and patted his lower back.
The afternoon sunlight was warm. Today was a rare good day, but the sunlight was not very friendly to his eyes.
He tied the red cloth around his eyes tightly and said to himself, "I'm going to go out for a walk today."
His mental power spread gently under his feet, allowing him to avoid some obstacles. Ning Ren picked up the green bamboo crutch that Yu An had prepared for him, walked to the door of the small courtyard, and gently pushed it open.
He just walked out without disturbing anyone.
The guard at the door only saw the door open but did not see anyone.
I just thought it was the wind that blew it open, and closed the door again in confusion.
A moment later, Yu An rushed out with a pot and a spoon in his hand, his face pale, "Where's the benefactor?! Where's the benefactor?!"
"Did anyone of you see the benefactor go out?!"
"……No."
The guards were stunned. "This place is guarded like a barrel. We'll definitely find out who comes in and out!"
Yu An: "I went to the kitchen to get something, and my benefactor disappeared. Go find him, go find him!"
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After Ning Ren left the yard, he appeared on the tribal path with narrow paths and crisscrossing paths.
He did not hide his figure and walked slowly.
Not everyone recognized him, especially some recently born children who were running on the path, looking curiously at the strange adult who suddenly appeared here.
A little kid accidentally bumped into Ning Ren, fell to the ground with a thud, and started crying loudly.
Ning Ren stopped.
The parents nearby heard the child crying and hurried over. They first helped the child up, checked that he was fine, and then apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, my family..."
The woman's voice stopped abruptly.
Her eyes suddenly opened wide and she lost the ability to speak for a moment.
"Mr. Ning..."
The young man in front of him had a calm expression, a straight nose, a dark red cloth strip pressed in front of his eyes, two long strands of hair hanging down from his forehead, and the green bamboo stick in his hand landed lightly on the ground.
It was clearly Mr. Ning, whom she had once seen from afar.
Ning Ren: "Come out for a walk."
The woman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."
After the young man walked away, the woman grabbed the child's ear and made him kowtow to the back.
Then he said, "Always remember this gentleman. Without him, Mom wouldn't have lived this long, and you wouldn't be here."
The child brushed the dirt off his body, looked up, and the figure was imprinted in his ignorant eyes.
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More and more people recognized Ning Ren.
He seemed to have no destination. He would just go wherever he wanted. If there was no way out, he would change direction.
Fan Ze and Wen Guang, who were still recuperating, came out with their teeth bared, watching from afar. Ning Ren was followed by many people at this time, but no one dared to step forward to disturb him before they figured out the situation.
System: "Azi, where are you going?"
Ning Ren: "I don't know."
The system hesitated: "Are you going to... find Mother Night Heron?"
Ning Ren: "I don't know."
He was just following his intuition.
Perhaps he was looking for an opportunity to break through the virtual realm, a terminator to stop, or perhaps something else... his intuition drove him to do so.
From the afternoon until the sun sets in the west, and then the sky becomes full of stars and dawn arrives.
Ning Ren walked from one tribe to another, and the distance of each step was even the same.
He passed by several schools, from which he could hear the voices of teachers teaching seals and knowledge. He walked by a stream and heard the waterwheel turning water, irrigating the land.
The wind carried distant laughter, sounds of killing, the smell of blood, and the lingering sound of relatives cuddling together.
The wizard observes the stars, the witch doctor collects herbs, the chief manages affairs, and the tribe runs.
[Mind's Eye] recovery countdown is five minutes.
Ning Ren's memory gradually became completely blank.
He couldn't find the connection between this world and him.
Tianfeng looked coldly at the small and weak young man. The last confrontation had obviously had a significant impact on this ignorant guy, and he even became blind.
Or rather, idiot.
The original black energy has already given it feedback. This human race is not only blind, but also increasingly forgetful.
It wanted the young man to die in the most painful way, but it also wanted him to live, so that after it broke the seal, it could torture him for thousands of years and make him its slave for eternity.
There were several more eyeballs in Tianxiao's single eye.
Some doubts arose in its mind.
Why does it feel like this strange guy's aura of this world is becoming less and less...? It's like he's not from this world and will disappear at any time.
impossible.
Tianfeng threw this idea out.
As long as one is born into this world, it is impossible to completely escape the aura of this world. Once the connection with the aura of this world is completely lost, they will be expelled from this world.
It didn't know that Ning Ren was indeed not from this world.
I don’t know why Ning Ren’s connection with this world is getting weaker and weaker.
He was born into this world to nurture his soul and grow up well in this world's body. His greatest bond comes from his blood relatives and close friends.
These ties allowed him to be recognized by the world and stay in this world.
But he came against the current, the fetters were all in the future, and the night heron was still sleeping.
Blood ties couldn't keep him away.
Even forgotten memories cannot keep him away.
Ning Ren's expression became more and more indifferent, his breathing was weakening, his vitality was rapidly fading, and his perception was becoming weaker and weaker.
The system's voice came into his head, but it was not clear, as if there was a layer of membrane between them.
He was washed clean like a blank sheet of paper, and the three views formed in the past, right and wrong, good and evil, all disappeared quietly.
It feels like I have just come into this world.
[Heart Eyes] One minute countdown.
Bird tribe. Tribe land.
The Guhuo bird egg, which was originally rotating slowly, suddenly trembled as if it sensed something, and an invisible but powerful wave spread out from the egg.
One meter, ten meters, a hundred meters... When it reached Ning Ren, the force was reduced layer by layer and turned into a breeze blowing by his ears.
Ning Ren stopped inexplicably and looked in the direction of the wind.
Perhaps it was his pause that caused the people around him to misunderstand something. The man mustered up his courage and cautiously approached the indifferent young man.
The man's pronunciation was clumsy. "Mr. Ning, do you like it here?"
"These are the fields we planted, the wheat fields. They are so beautiful when they are golden during the harvest."
Ning Ren was standing on the ridge in the middle of a brilliant wheat field. The wheat was golden and ripe, and they had a good harvest in the field.
The man wiped his hands nervously and handed over a crown made of wheat stalks.
"Can I put it on you?"
Ning Ren remained silent and did not refuse.
The man's eyes flashed with joy, but he didn't dare to get close. Everyone knew Mr. Ning was a germaphobe, and he was covered in mud. The man looked around and saw his cub, who had just changed into new clothes today. He picked it up with a big hand and handed the wheat crown to the cub, "Put it on Mr. Ning, be careful."
[Heart Eyes] Countdown three seconds.
The man held the cub, and the cub held the wheat crown. His soft little hands held it solemnly and placed it on Ning Ren's head.
[Heart Eyes] Countdown 0 seconds.
Ning Ren was stunned. Everything in front of his eyes was still dark, but he saw a majestic golden river that spanned the past and the future, with countless tiny streams of light surging in the river.
The light scattered and turned into tiny points of light that fell on the countless creatures on this continent.
There are white elephants, birds, long-tailed monkeys... and even some animals with only a little intelligence.
Ten thousand years ago, ten thousand years later.
The voices of all living beings who have made wishes to God, across time, converge in this golden river.
One after another, voices filled with expectation and hope rang out, some young, some old:
"I hope I can grow up quickly and take care of my parents."
"I want Wen Guang to live a long and long life. I am a plant. If there really is a god in the sky, please give one-third of my life to Wen Guang and one-third to the teacher."
"I really hope my aunt can come back to life..."
"I hope I can meet my friends again in the future and drink and eat meat together!"
"I am an ugly stone. I hope that hardworking and beautiful grass will grow out of my body again next year. I miss it so much."
"Today's tombstone hasn't been wiped clean yet. I'm not a good brother, and I'm not a good gravekeeper. It's been five years, and the fire in my heart hasn't died down. Does this mean you'll come back?"
"Red Star, please disappear! Please disappear! Teacher, please get well soon, please get well soon!"
"It's so contradictory. I hope the leader wakes up soon, but I also hope he stays asleep like this..."
"Oh! The dew this year is so delicious! I hope it tastes this good every year! Then I'll be the happiest little snail!"
“…”
The image of them making a wish flashed through Ning Ren's mind. He seemed to have touched the soft, sad, happy or confused moment in the hearts of many people.
A tear dripped down Ning Ren's chin and sank into the soil.
The moment the surging emotions flood into the body, it is not a shock, but a sense of emptiness that melts into it.
A vague voice, not sure if it was the world consciousness or the way of heaven, asked him:
"Are you willing to stay for these lives?"
Ning Ren's memory disappeared, but his soul, which had been embraced by love, remained unchanged.
He said calmly, "I never thought about leaving."
Golden rivers poured into his consciousness.
The connection between Ning Ren and this world is deepening at a terrifying speed, and a faint diamond-shaped golden color appears faintly on his pale forehead.
Almost all living creatures on the entire continent looked over here at this moment. An indescribable feeling rose from their souls. The little ants stopped moving, and the lions and antelopes all crawled on the ground.
All the tribesmen in the wheat field closest to Ning Ren knelt down out of biological instinct.
Along with the polluted creatures.
The sky is cracked and the eyes are about to split.
impossible! !
It stared intently at the unformed golden diamond between Ning Ren's eyebrows——
godhead!
That is the prototype of Godhead!
How could this guy have formed the embryonic form of godhood right under its nose?!
The moment the prototype of the divine nature appeared, the sealing seal that was almost corroded by it seemed to become even stronger.
Ning Ren fell into a deep sleep when the golden river poured in.
His figure disappeared in the wheat field and appeared on the thick branches of the magnolia tree in the small yard, and the magnolia tree bloomed in an instant.
The young man was like a god sleeping in the magnolia flowers.
Yu An was extremely shocked. Before he could say anything, a gentle energy wave emanated from Ning Ren's body, pushing away all the people inside and outside the small courtyard and within a radius of 100 meters.
The golden protective shield is like a cradle that nurtures gods.
No one is allowed to disturb him until he wakes up.
This is the forbidden area of God.
Tianshai's eyes are about to bleed.
'Just a god who isn't really a god!'
"Only by gathering enough power of faith can one become a true god. It's simply impossible in such a short time."
"Do you think the path to godhood is easy? It depends on whether you grow faster or I do. A half-baked godhood is nothing more than a tonic for me!"
The young man who was sleeping in the fragrance of flowers could not hear these sounds. His brows were relaxed, as if he was having a beautiful dream from which he did not want to wake up.
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