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Text Chapter 603 The Funeral of the High Priest

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    Zhang Zhong stood in the crowd, listening to the solemn and desolate singing in his ears, as if there was a string playing in his heart, which made him unable to help but feel deeply sad. The lake was calm and long, with green waves rippling.  Ripples, amidst the singing, the branches of the ancient Tiangou tree slowly stretched out and circled towards the center.  Standing in that open space was a giant ancient tung-colored coffin. It didn't look too big, but piled on a high platform, it became the focus of everyone's attention.  What is stored in this coffin is the original high priest.  Looking at the coffin, Zhang Zhong's heart was filled with thoughts. It was this high priest who had never said a word to him who saved him with his life. But even if he woke up, wouldn't he be nowhere to be seen as a useless person?  ?  Thinking about it this way, it¡¯s really not worth it.  Thinking of this, Zhang Zhong was filled with emotion and a touch of sadness.

    "Why do you need to do this?" Zhang Zhong kept repeating this question in his heart. If the high priest was not dead, he would definitely ask him this question.  But now, he can no longer find the answer to this question.

    At this time, Zhang Zhong's eyes turned to the high platform. The man standing on the side of the coffin was slender. He was dressed in a simple gray robe with golden flowers. A hat and tulle covered his head and face, which was eye-catching.  It's not very clear, but there is no doubt that this person is the new high priest from her clothes.

    The new high priest is Leng Qingqiu. Her eyes are like lightning, and the silvery light on her forehead is flashing. In her cold eyes, her delicate hands are flying, moving the greenery, and the ancient trees of Tiangou are also under her beautiful eyes.  Under his body, he was wrapped around the coffin. Thin branches, like silk that was too thick to be melted away, wrapped around the coffin layer by layer with infinite tenderness. On the high platform, the coffin turned green.  The Yu-like color slowly flew forward amid the continuous carving, and after a while, it flew above the lake.

    The surface of the lake, which was as calm as a mirror, began to bubble like boiling water when the coffin flew over. After the coffin stopped somewhere above the lake, the water of the lake started to bubble.  The boiling reached its peak, and the water droplets burst out and flew densely towards the sky, connecting the sky and the earth into one place, like a heavy rain.  However, the water in front of them sounded like a waterfall, and everyone standing under the ancient trees of Tiangou on the island in the center of the lake was not splashed by the raindrops except for the coolness.  The ancient tree of Tiangou protects everyone standing under the tree with its longest life. No matter the years change, the wind and rain are swaying, there has never been any change.

    Zhang Zhong stared intently at the ever-changing magnificent scenery in front of him, and even his heart seemed to be cleansed. His eyes were only fixed on the lake where the coffin was in front of him, but he did not notice that behind him, a pair of beautiful eyes were looking at him.  She looked at him quietly, with melancholy in her eyes.

    The most painful lovesickness in the world is that we are so close in front of you, but you can't recognize each other. From then on, we part ways, but from now on, you must leave a place there in your heart, occupying the empty space full of lovesickness, but  Unable to get together again.

    A huge black pattern is reflected on the lake surface, like a ring, surrounding the island in the center of the lake. This pattern is composed of square shapes.  As the faint light flickered, the coffin fell downwards. After a while, it sank perfectly into a square shape in the pattern.  As it sank, the water overflowed and quickly filled the area where the coffin sank, as if a green lid had been placed on it. Those coffins could no longer be seen in the sky.  The flying water droplets existed, and under the clear sky, it returned to its light and breezy appearance.

    Beside Zhang Zhong, Ahu explained to Zhang Zhong in a low voice, "The area around the island in the middle of the lake is where the tombs of the high priests of the past dynasties are located, and the ceremony you see is the place where the high priests are buried."  The most solemn funeral. However, where exactly the high priest should be buried is something that even the new high priest and the Council of Elders cannot decide. They can only perform these ceremonies, and the other parts are all handled by the ancient trees of Tiangou.  Come and finish.¡±

    After listening to these words, Zhang Zhong once again felt the magic of the ancient Tiangou tree. It seemed to be able to lead the people of the Biyu tribe in the dark. Perhaps it was because of this magic that these Biyu tribe members  The clan members have been able to survive for such a long time without any influence from the outside world.

    "After it's over, I want to see the high priest. I don't know if it's okay." Zhang Zhong asked Ahu softly when he saw that the ceremony was about to end.  He has stayed here for such a long time, and he has also learned that there are some special things about the tribesmen here. The most striking part is that a bright light shines on their foreheads, which is called the Heaven.  mark.

    Only those who possess the Sky Mark will be called members of the Biyu tribe, and after possessing thisThe people of the tribe have gained the ability to communicate with the ancient Tiangou wood, and can find their most suitable weapons through the ancient Tiangou wood, and they can also communicate with the high priest through this trace of the sky.

    Like when Leng Qingqiu first came here carrying Zhang Zhong on his back, Ahu communicated directly with the high priest through Tianzhihen, and after getting his permission, he came to the high priest.

    Seeing Zhang Zhong's question at this moment, Ahu also said softly, "Okay, I'll give it a try." At this point, he closed his eyes slightly, and the silver light above his head flickered slowly, softly and clearly.  He looked good outside. After recovering for a while, he opened his eyes again. With a helpless expression, he said to Zhang Zhong, "The high priest doesn't want to see you, and I have no choice now."

    "Don't want to see me." Zhang Zhong was in a daze after hearing this. If the information he had learned earlier showed that the high priest saved him because this matter was extremely important to the future of the Biyu tribe,  So now the high priest doesn't see him at all, but it makes him completely unable to understand.  After all, he has never met and said a word to the high priest. Why did the former high priest make such a huge sacrifice, but the current high priest has a completely different attitude?

    He couldn't figure out this problem, but he would definitely not look at it based on his previous thoughts. After all, he had already discovered that this was a clean and almost pure world, and all the intrigues and intrigues in the past were in this place.  It was unimaginable, so all he could do was only two words, and that was: wait.

    Then just wait here and watch what happens.  Zhang Zhong thought in his mind that at this stage, the world outside should be filled with killings and endless battles. Among the four major forces, the Beiming Continent is the weakest. After a brutal battle, although the Sunset Sect won,  It was a small advantage, but the Beast God Continent did not sit there peacefully. They made a plan before moving, just to prepare for the setting sun to teach the mantis to hunt the cicada, and then they would attack the oriole behind.

    Therefore, although Zhang Zhong was worried about Yue Shang, he thought to himself that there was nothing he could do. Now that he had lost all his strength, the only thing that had fighting power was the clone of the beast god in his body, Xiang Dong Dong, and Xiang Dong Dong.  Dongdong's strength is only that of a second-level Celestial Immortal. With this kind of strength, without the help of the Nine Heavenly Divine Soldiers, he would be nothing more than cannon fodder in a war.  Moreover, his heart was hurt by Leng Qingqiu, but it would be difficult to recover for a while.

    Since there was no other way, he was lucky enough to stay here for a little longer. He still had the idea of ????knowing more about this pure land in his heart.

    The crowd slowly dispersed, and when everyone dispersed quietly, they suddenly heard a crisp sound. From the ancient tree of Tiangou, green branches fell down, with dense lights shining on them.  The seal pattern is about as thick as a person's waist, and its length is almost twice as long as Zhang Zhong's height.

    The branch fell very suddenly, but it happened to fall in front of Zhang Zhong, hitting him about five steps in front of his feet. There was no movement again, and the little bits of luster shining on the branch were shining.  It shines in front of Zhang Zhong's eyes, like breathing and calling, lying in that place.

    The sudden appearance of this scene not only made Zhang Zhong very surprised and suspicious, but also everyone stopped. Obviously, this scene was beyond their expectation. Ahu, who was closest to Zhang Zhong,  He even let out a soft cry and called out.  In his memory, this had never happened before.  You must know that the ancient Tiangou tree is like a totem, planted in the hearts of every clan member. No matter the wind blows, the sun shines, the stars move, it will always be lush and full of vitality, and there will never be any branches falling off.

    If there is, there is only one situation, that is, when the tribe grows to have enough fighting power, they can come to the tree and have a spiritual connection with the ancient Tiangou tree, and then the ancient Tiangou tree will fall down.  A piece of branch was refined and turned into a weapon for this tribesman.  And this time, which can be as short as a few days or as long as a few months, is something that must be pursued with concentration.

    Apart from this, Ahu really didn¡¯t think of anything else that would cause the ancient Tiangou tree to actively drop its branches.  But at the time of the former high priest's funeral, this incident really happened before his eyes.

    Zhang Zhong does not belong to the Biyu tribe, does not have the mark of Tianzhihen, and has not prayed devoutly to Tiangou Ancient Mu to get his own weapons. However, Tiangou Ancient Mu chose him unexpectedly, in a kind of way.  An unquestionable move.

    For a moment, there was silence all around, and you could clearly hear a pin drop.

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