At noon, a group of people gathered in the cafeteria and were eating iron pot stew.
Ye Tian ate the pickled vegetables and occasionally looked up at Yelu Ming.
"Is this the reincarnation of a starving ghost?" Ye Tian was also confused. Could it be that he hit the person too hard yesterday and made him stupid?
"Maybe it wasn't me, but Xian'er, who used the sword energy to chop people down."
Ye Tian thought about it, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and walked towards Yelu Ming.
Yelu Ming sat alone at a dining table covered in fish bones. In his bowl was sorghum rice, which he ate with such deliciousness.
"You, what are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Tian coming over, Yelu Ming instinctively stepped back.
"I have finished sweeping the floor. I didn't cause any trouble!" Yelu Ming explained again. He was really afraid of Ye Tian.
Ye Tian carefully examined Yelu Ming and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his body and that the wound on his head had healed. It was clear that Yelu Ming, the Son of God, was indeed not a simple person.
"Hold out your hand!"
"Can't I just eat more fish?" Yelu Ming felt guilty.
"Gah!"
Ye Tian directly took off Feng Ling's handcuffs and said to Yelu Ming: "Okay, have a good meal."
"You, you let me go?"
"You can leave anytime."
Ye Tian didn't care about Yelu Ming at all. Yelu Ming had already apologized and accepted the punishment. More importantly, he heard from Master Yunhai that Yelu Ming had saved the children in the village.
Ye Tian is a person who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments.
"real?"
Yelu Ming spat out the fishbone. He always felt something was wrong. Why was Ye Tian so easy to talk to?
"You think you can eat too much."
Ye Tian teased, then sat beside him and said to Master Yunhai, "That Xuanyuan Liangchen left without coming in?"
"Well, this is very abnormal, Master Ye, you have to be careful."
No one paid any attention to Yelu Ming, as they were all talking about the Xuanyuan family.
"Can I go now?"
"Very good!"
Yelu Ming's eyes began to roll. The spiritual energy in his dantian was more than when he went down the mountain. This made Yelu Ming want to leave, but he also wanted to stay here to absorb the spiritual energy.
"I have to tell the church about this."
While Ye Tian was not paying attention, Yelu Ming walked out, muttering something, and a big white eagle flew out from the distant mountains and forests, circled and landed on Yelu Ming's shoulder.
Yelu Ming rubbed it gently, then placed a letter on the white eagle.
The white eagle soared into the sky and flew towards the north again.
The white eagle flew towards the Greater Khingan Range and could see the Heilongjiang River flowing towards the sea below.
The forest is very dense. This is the largest primeval forest in the north. This forest hides many secrets.
The white eagle disappeared.
In the depths of this forest, tribes appeared.
Everyone in the tribe wears ancient clothes, and some even have special braids.
An old man in colorful clothes was pounding garlic when he saw the white eagle falling.
"This kid, there's news so quickly."
"Did you go to Dragon King Mountain?"
Yelu Xing wiped his hands. He was Yelu Ming's father and an elder in the tribe. He glanced at Xinfeng, suddenly jumped up, and quickly headed deeper into the tribe.
Deep down, a weasel crouched on the wall, staring at Yelu Xing. Beneath the weasel, a rat—huge, even bigger than the weasel—was stealthily scratching its tail.
Deep in the hall, on a huge pillar, coiled a black dragon python. This python was even larger than the silver dragon python, almost not on the same order of magnitude.
Below the dragon python, an old man was sitting cross-legged.
The old man was wearing colorful clothes, and it was hard to tell his age because his face was full of wrinkles.
"Master!"
Yelu Xing ran in and bowed respectfully. The old man did not look up, but a strange sound came from the room. This sound actually came from the black python's mouth.
"What's up?"
"The Son has delivered the message."
“Where the Dragon King is, there are countless mythical beasts and even more spiritual creatures.”
"Most importantly, the Holy Son suspects that the Dragon King owns the sacred tree and that he holds many treasures."
"Sacred tree?"
"Impossible! The sacred trees of shamanism are all dying. Could there still be some out there?"
"Yelüxing, get down the mountain as quickly as possible and reunite with the Holy Son. No matter what, we must find the sacred tree, no matter the cost."
"Master, I will definitely do it."
"The Holy Son has sent news so quickly, that's good."
"It's all thanks to the Master's good teachings!"
"Okay, let's get down the mountain quickly!"
"By the way, bring a gift for the Dragon King."
"yes!"
Yelu Ming had no idea that what he said had attracted great attention within the sect, and the sect leader had assumed that Yelu Ming and the Dragon King had become friends, so he took out the sect's treasure.
At this moment, there was another sound outside.
"Someone used secret communication methods to tell us that the Holy Son was sweeping the floor for the Dragon King."
"What the hell?"
Yelu Xing and Heimang were both stunned.
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