Fantasy: Regenerated Into A Grass, Accompanied By A Willow God

The people in Yungong watched the actions of the people in the deserted village, and they were a little excited. Finally, there must be a special ceremony to sacrifice to the gods. He was looking forward to it.

People in the deserted village put food on a high altar, gathered around the altar and muttered silently: "May the God of Willow protect our family's safety."

Soon the sacrifice was completed, and the people in Yungong were dumbfounded, that's it? So simple? Gone? What you worship is a god!

However, many people from the Golden Wolf Clan and Zishan Clan shouted directly: "What did you just say? Willow God? Did you mean this willow tree?"

Unlike the people in Yungong who already knew it, they were not shocked or frightened when they first heard that the sacrifice to the spirit was actually called a god.

The impatient person grabbed a child in the deserted village and asked: "The spirit of worship in your village is called the God of Willow?"

The child gave him a blank look, as if he asked some ignorant question: "Yes, it's called Liu Shen, what's the matter?"

The man couldn't control his hand and squeezed the child's arm, and asked again in a trembling voice: "Then your willow god didn't object to you using this name?"

"No, it's been called like this all the time." The child's voice sounded.

The strong man let go of his hand and took a few steps back, sitting on the ground with a pale face. Looking at the willow tree with a look full of fear.

No wonder the bones of Luofu people and Lei clan people are gone. It turns out that there is a true god here!

The Jinwolves and Zishan people almost wanted to run away immediately, and they did the same. A sacrificial spirit called a god is not something they can provoke. They immediately asked for their farewell.

Before the patriarch was happy, he waved his hand and let them go away, not even bothering to send them off.

They didn't care about these, and left immediately, coming and going quickly. Soon there were only Yungong people left in the village.

Huang Hao is still playing with the little girl, and the three green-scaled eagles are beside them, creating a harmonious scene.

Not long after, the people from Yungong also left. After all, there is no reason to stay in the deserted village. Now that they have formed a good relationship with the deserted village, this trip is considered a merit Returned to Origin, and it is time to go back and return to life.

The deserted village finally calmed down, and it was possible to have a good discussion about the existence of that mysterious.

The patriarch watched the foreigners go away, and immediately ordered everyone to gather in the own courtyard. Cao Ye also woke up from his cultivation. Although he was cultivating just now, he paid attention to the movement of the village with his divine sense.

Seeing them getting together now as if they were going to discuss their own affairs, I couldn't help but be curious, and wanted to hear what they were thinking. Could it be that Huang Hao thought he was the sword god?

"That's it..." In the yard, Huang Hao narrated what Own saw and wanted, including the white light he saw yesterday disappearing into the grass.

The people in the deserted village were stunned, and they all looked into the grass under the willow tree.

"Sword God? Could it be real?" Huang Feijiao whispered.

"Little one, are you sure you can see clearly? No dizziness? Didn't the flash of white light make you hallucinate?"

"Absolutely right! Trust me!" Huang Hao said forcefully.

"I think it's possible. Think about it. The sword god made two shots. Which one didn't help us in the deserted village. We were there every time he appeared, but we were never injured. Protecting the villagers from harm is not a sacrificial spirit. What?" Huang Linhu said.

"That's right, isn't that what Ji Ling did?" Everyone nodded, thinking it made sense.

Cao Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Listening to their discussion, it really makes sense when you think about it carefully. Every time you make a move, it is indeed to protect the villagers.

"Since it's the sword god who worships the spirit, why doesn't he communicate with us? We've never offered sacrifices to him. He won't blame us." A child was a little worried.

"No, if you want to blame us, you've already left us alone, didn't you help us yesterday and then disappeared?" Huang Feijiao comforted the child by touching the child's head.

"This Sword God Jiling is not a big sister, she is shy so she doesn't talk to us." A little girl guessed naively. Immediately, own mother covered her mouth.

My mother was still muttering: "Don't blame the sword god, children's words are Wuji, children's words are Wuji." Obviously, she has already agreed with the statement of the sword god, and she has begun to believe it.

Cao Ye coughed, feeling even more helpless, as expected of a child, he really can think about it, this is even more exciting than Huang Hao's old grandfather.

"Patriarch, since this is the case, why don't we sacrifice again immediately, this time offering sacrifices to the sword god!" Huang Linhu suggested to the patriarch with a big clap.

"Yes, no matter what, if he pays attention to the deserted village, he will definitely receive our thanks." The patriarch nodded.

So another sacrifice began. This time, the sacrifice was a new sacrificial spirit, or it didn’t matter whether it was really a sacrificial spirit. The villagers had already identified him, so they must express their gratitude.

Cao Ye looked at the mountain of food in shame. The barren village was already closed, so where could they get any fresh prey. But they were still full of enthusiasm and interest, and every household took out things from their own food and piled them on the altar.

Soon, the altar was set up, and they held hands and surrounded the altar, facing the grass under the willow tree, and sincerely said their thanks.

Everyone who has experienced yesterday's crisis has sincere awe and gratitude to this sword god from the bottom of his heart. He mutters words and is extremely devout. A more mysterious power than usual emanates from the villagers' bodies, faintly showing the ancient ancestors. The feeling of sacrifice.

There was not a trace of this force left, and it all poured into Cao Ye's body. Cao Ye's stature was ready to grow, and the root system penetrated deeper into the soil like a sharp sword, and it grew down a mile in an instant.

The voice of the system also came at the right time: "Ding, it is detected that the host has refreshed the check-in location, do you want to check in?"

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