The harvest that night was extremely precious to Fu Lingyun. His current physical qualities are much stronger than before.

But while being excited, Fu Lingyun couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. After all, he had stole the subtle mysterious energy condensed by the spike patterns in the night sky. The effect of these mysterious energy on the body can be said to be huge and infinite, and it must be a very precious thing for this village.

At this point, Fu Lingyun had to worry whether the people in the village would find out what he did tonight. If they discovered it, the consequences might be very bad.

He raised his head and Fu Lingyun looked at the roof again, feeling the expansion and contraction, and could clearly capture the energy condensation that had gradually stopped on the roof. It was almost dawn, and it seemed that the spikes on the roof could only slowly condense those subtle energy at night.

This unexpected gospel was too important to him. If he gave up, to be honest, he would be very reluctant to leave.

"Oh! Take one step at a time, and you have more strength, and the greater the chance you can win in the future."

Fu Lingyun packed up his messy mood, stood up, and walked to the window. The village was still quiet, and the night sky gradually became slightly brighter, and the dawn of another day began.

Fu Lingyun, who had experienced the extremely cold baptism, was sleepless and looked up at the night sky. It was still so deep, without stars, no friends, and no family...

The cool breeze came, with a bit of bleak smell.

Fu Lingyun thought of an old song "In a Foreign Land" that once was on Earth.

"If I go back to my hometown, then back to her..."

"Use her tenderness and kindness to soothe my heartache..."

“…”

Humming this familiar old song, Fu Lingyun's eyes were a little wet, and before he knew it, a slightly bright flash of light appeared in the hazy night sky gradually.

"Star?"

Fu Lingyun couldn't help but be surprised, and then felt relieved. Isn't this star the one he saw at dawn in the past two or three days?

"There is only this lonely star in the huge night sky. Maybe it is just like me, very lonely..." Fu Lingyun thought about it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, turned around, walked to the bed, and started a new day of cultivation.

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"Class leader!" At this dawn, Machi ran in quickly in the secret room of the village.

"Class leader, I found it!!"

Maggie shouted as she ran, looking extremely excited.

Yes, alone, on the highest mountain behind the village, waiting for a night without blinking, finally discovered at dawn, how could he not be excited?

The patriarch and more than ten elders were sitting cross-legged under the altar. Their eyes were covered with bloodshots, and like Machi, they did not close their eyes all night. All their attention was quite obvious and they were observing the 777 chaotic balls of light.

"Finished?" The patriarch suddenly stood up and asked, "Has he really found it?"

"Yes, yes!" Maggie had difficulty breathing, and ran down the mountain in one breath and was exhausted. "A star appeared at dawn in the northwest corner! But the light was not visible, so it should be very far away from us."

"Very good!"

"Yes, God really bless me to the Star Clan!"

"The ancestor god has not abandoned us. The brilliance of the ancestor god is still favoring our Burial Star Clan!!"

“…”

More than ten elders in the village were filled with tears of excitement. They had been waiting for this day for 320,000 years. In this long wait, their father, grandfather, grandfather... passed away one by one.

However, these predecessors passed on their loyalty and left their unwavering wish to wait! The entire Burial Star Clan will continue this waiting until one day the stars appear!

The patriarch's white hair was a little scattered, but this did not affect his excitement at all. He knocked on the crutch, stomped on the floor, and shouted: "Prepare for the Star Burial Ceremony! Get ready now!"

"Yes, prepare now! As long as the star in the northwest corner meets our distance requirements, a star burial ceremony will be held immediately!" Elders echoed one after another.

The patriarch paused slightly and continued, "It has not been used for the Star Burial Ceremony for 320,000 years. I have been familiar with the practice ritual recently. In addition, we are all old and may still need the participation of some young people."

After hearing the clan leader's words, the other elders woke up from excitement. It was indeed the case. 320,000 years is a very long time for the Burial Star Clan, which has an average lifespan of about one thousand years.

Even the elders of the Burial Star Clan who were sitting only learned about the Burial Star Clan from the ancient books circulated in the clan, but no one had tried it personally. No one could guarantee that the Burial Star Clan would be 100% successful after not using it for such a long time.

A gray-haired elder stepped forward and said, "Yes, the energy needed to be used this time will be very large. In addition to the energy reserve, we must prepare sufficient candidate issues in advance and find enough tribe members to carry huge energy."

"There shouldn't be much of a problem with this." Kede, the elder in charge of military teaching in the Burial Star Clan, said confidently: "Although this is a very severe test, I believe that the children I teach should be able to complete this task. Over the years, many of the wild beasts in the jungle have made these children stronger than us back then. I will immediately start to screen the right tribe."

An elder laughed and said, "Haha, Wu Qi is good, and he will almost surpass the patriarch of that year."

Ke De nodded: "Well, Wu Qi's martial arts value is almost over level 10, and he satisfied me."

The patriarch also said with satisfaction: "That's good, so everyone will start preparing. As for the issue of energy reserves, let Du Yipu come out and deal with it personally. I feel most at ease with this kind of thing to him. Besides, I haven't seen this child for almost ten years."

"This time, he had to come out no matter what. I don't know what the child had locked him up for ten years and made another thing."

"Maybe, this Du Yipu will surprise us again!"

"Oh, this Du Yipu is really a freak. He is naturally weak, but he is very talented and obsessed with what the ancestor god has left behind."

“…”

A tall and thin elder turned around and said, "Machi, you have the best relationship with Du Yipu since you were a child. Go and find Du Yipu in person! Be sure to invite him out!"

Just as he was listening to the words of the elders ahead, Maqi was stunned and nodded for a while: "Yes, elder, I'll go to him at dawn."

The elder said with satisfaction: "Yeah, okay..."

Machi took a few steps back slightly, and couldn't help but think of the thin and sloppy boy Du Yipu. Du Yipu was two years older than him, and his parents died in a tide of beasts. He was also close playmates with him when he was a child. But as time went by, everyone grew up slowly, and when all the friends began to learn primary force, Du Yipu could only stand under the eaves and stare blankly alone.

At that time, Maqi had already learned that his best playmate could not possess the power of the Burial Star Clan. Du Yipu, who was born weak, could not even learn the most basic martial arts course.

As a man, Du Yipu could only do some light work with the elderly or women every day, and was even arranged to be in the village, carrying rags, buckets and large brooms every day to clean the streets, roofs and other places, especially those with patterns left by the ancestor god.

This is the biggest joke ever made in the Burial Star Clan, which advocates power and ancestral gods.

When he watched his friends gradually complete their martial arts learning and began to enter the jungle to fight with wild animals and obtain abundant food and resources, Du Yipu still did the lowest hygiene in the clan every day without complaints. He rarely talked to people. Every day, he locked himself at home alone without leaving the house. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

During this long process of growth, only Maqi would occasionally visit his former friend Du Yipu with delicious meat. But I don’t know when it started, Maqi found that every time he went to Du Yipu’s house, he would see him holding small stones and writing with a focused expression.

Du Yipu's home, on the walls, on the ground, on the table, even on the roof and on the bed, etc., as long as it can be portrayed, Du Yipu has countless dense lines that cannot be understood.

When Macchi asked what these lines were portrayed by Du Yipu, Du Yipu said that he didn't even know, but these lines that he couldn't understand appeared in his mind, so he wanted to portray them.

For this confusing answer, Maggie was very worried about Du Yipu, because it seemed too abnormal.

But apart from that, Du Yipu is like a normal person, no difference. Gradually, Maqi could only regard Du Yipu's messy lines everywhere as a quirk.

At first, Machi was the only one who knew Du Yipu's quirk, but as time passed, more and more people knew Du Yipu's quirk, and many people began to mock him, even saying that he was crazy.

Taking Du Yipu's growth experience, it is not surprising that it is crazy. The pressure from the entire ethnic group is enough to drive a person crazy by emotions such as inferiority, exclusion, discrimination, humility, etc.

However, in the face of these gossips, Du Yipu was still taciturn and never even refuted. He performed his duties step by step, cleaned carefully every day, and wiped the patterns in the villages that had been passed down for many years.

Time flies, and ten years have passed in a blink of an eye. Both Machi and Du Yipu have grown up. Machi has become one of the outstanding warriors in the clan, while Du Yipu still lives in obscurity as before.
Chapter completed!