The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Seeing one of the saviors, Yunchuan was a little excited.

Because he was engaged in the corpse chasing business, he rarely had contact with outsiders, let alone be friends with outsiders, but this did not mean that he was indifferent to other people's rescue.

In particular, he told the elder brother's name, which means that those people have extraordinary status in his heart.

The eldest brother said that it was Girl Ahua who started to save people.

Yunchuan wanted to get close to the cheerfully dancing girl not far away, but was afraid of attracting attention, so she had to dance with her movements stiff, and approached a little.

Finally came behind the girl, the boy summoned the courage and shouted: "Girl Ahua."

A Hua stepped on the drum music and danced continuously, whirled and turned lightly, looking at the strange boy and asked curiously: "You call me?"

With the loud gongs and drums in his ears and the melodious horns, Yunchuan felt that he hadn't heard clearly and couldn't help but take a step closer.

The movements of Ahua's dance did not stop, but her expression was on guard, and she suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Yun Chuan was a little dazed, and subconsciously said: "The pie you gave me hasn't finished yet—"

A girl in a colorful skirt whirled and came to Ah Hua with a voice like a Gu Huangying: "A Hua, who are you talking to?"

Ahua smiled at the girl in the colorful skirt: "I didn't talk to anyone, I always met weird people in the past two days..."

As Yun Chuan watched the two girls gradually move away, cold air emerged from the bottom of his heart.

This girl is not Ahua!

What is going on here?

The young man was at a loss, only to feel the fog before him.

At this time, Jiang Si had already walked to the Great Elder. Wumiao and the high-ranking members of other tribes had no time to pay attention. Naturally, no one paid attention to a young man, including Elder Hua who had seen the young man.

At this time, everyone was attracted by the sharp questions raised by the chief Xue Miao.

Patriarch Xue Miao stared at Jiang Si and asked, "The saint has been in retreat for more than three years, I wonder if the imperial Gu technique can be successful?"

The question made Elder Hua change in expression, although the great elder did not change his expression on his face, he raised his heart.

After Asang died, in order to appease the tribe, the reason given was that the saint had to retreat to practice imperial Gu technique.

In Wumiao, only the saints of past dynasties can master the Imperial Gu technique.

In other words, for the current Wumiao who can master the Imperial Gu technique, one is the Great Elder and the other is Asang.

In fact, Asang did not completely master the Imperial Gu technique.

This is also the reason for the ups and downs.

The great elder felt as cold as ice thinking of Asang's death.

The clansmen and even the elders didn't know that Asang didn't die of illness, but died because of Gu worms in the process of practicing Imperial Gu Art.

The title of the saint's retreat to practice Imperial Gu technique was not fake, but Asang lost his life because of his eagerness to master the Imperial Gu technique thoroughly.

This is Wumiao’s disaster, no, in fact, Wumiao’s disaster began with the vacancy of the generation of saints after the Great Elder...

The elder took back his thoughts and looked at Patriarch Xue Miao coldly: "How about my saint, there is no need to report to Patriarch Xue Miao?"

Patriarch Xuemiao smiled slightly: "A dozen tribes respect the nobles, and they respect the protection of the true gods to the Wumiao, and make the spiritual girl the only one to emerge from the Wumiao. But I remember that the saint's control over the imperial Gu technique was only two more than three years ago. Three points, this is a shameful saint."

People from other tribes nodded secretly.

No tribe is willing to be ruled by other tribes for generations. The reason why they dormant is because Wumiao holds a powerful power, and this power is passed on through the saint.

As early as when the last saint was vacant, they were a little unwilling. Later, Wu Miao finally appeared a girl who could practice Imperial Gu technique, that is, Asang, and then temporarily stopped those thoughts.

But they have not forgotten that the saint of Wumiao's generation, Asang, did not fully master the imperial Gu technique, so I really need to study it deeply. The saint who only mastered the two or three points of imperial Gu technique is better than a few candidates. .

Of course, not all the saints of the previous generations of Wu Miao fully mastered the imperial Gu technique early. Many saints could only master three to five points after starting their practice. As their practice deepened, they gradually became more mature.

Patriarch Xuemiao looked at Jiang with a smile: "Wu Miao saints of all dynasties were able to fully master the imperial Gu technique at the age of eighteen. I heard that the great elder was extremely talented and mastered it at the age of fifteen. The saint was almost ten. I'm eight years old, I think it must be a big deal, right?"

Snow seedlings are derived from black seedlings, and they have a good understanding of these natures.

In fact, Patriarch Xue Miao had always doubted Asang's talent. If the inadequacy of Wu Miao's current saint was revealed under the gathering of a dozen tribes, and it proved that Wu Miao was declining, then Xue Miao's opportunity would come.

Facing the provocation of Patriarch Xue Miao, the elder was very annoyed: "Today's New Fire Festival, countless people are celebrating. Patriarch Xue Miao has no respect for my saint. I wonder what purpose?"

Patriarch Xue Miao chuckled: "Elder, respect is earned by strength. I don’t dare to show no respect for the saint. I only care about the progress of the saint’s training. The elder avoids talking about it, and what is it for? ?"

"Elder, since the saint has left the customs, why not let these people look at the saint's means, lest these people look down on my Wu Miao clan!" Elder Rong Changface said angrily.

Two or three Wu Miao elders nodded one after another.

Originally, the saint did not show up for a long time and was speculated; now, the saint finally appeared, and it is still speculated. If this continues, Wu Miao will really be trampled underfoot.

Even his own person is standing in the opposite party invisibly, and the elder has a headache and feels that he can't hold it.

If Asang was still alive, he would appear in front of the world from time to time. However, today is the first time the saint has appeared since the sublime cultivation. Both the tribe and the foreigners are the time when they are most concerned about and most sensitive to it.

Blindly evading, it does cause a lot of speculation.

At this time, the sleeve of the elder was suddenly pulled slightly.

The young woman's hands were white, slender and flawless.

And it was not this hand that attracted the attention of the great elder, but a line of Zhu words on the palm of the palm: Shounuo, deterrence.

The elder's eyes flashed, and he quickly understood what Jiang Si meant.

She kept her promise and let her brother and sister go after the task was completed, so now Jiang Si is willing to step forward to deter these people.

At this moment, the great elder felt a bit complicated.

Astonished, puzzled, and unexplainable expectations.

As for what to expect, she didn't know.

In the end, the great elder nodded imperceptibly.

According to her intentions, she could only withstand the persecution of Patriarch Xue Miao. Not to mention the fake Asang in front of him, even if Asang is resurrected, she will have to resist the imperial Gu technique completely.

She wanted to see how this Da Zhou woman did.

Seeing the elder Jiang nodded, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

The promise of the Great Elder is much more reassuring than the Elder Flower.

Jiang Si smiled at Patriarch Xuemiao: "Patriarch Xuemiao cares about my practice so much, do you miss those little bugs?"

As she said, she gently placed her bare hand on the table and flicked her fingertips.

"Look at the ground." Someone exclaimed.

Countless strange worms twisted their bodies and crawled towards Patriarch Xue Miao.