This is a tree bark that has been through vicissitudes. It seems to have been burned, soaked in water, cut by knives, scratched by birds and beasts. It can still remain intact, which is really surprising.

Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised because he saw nothing on this bark except scars, no words, patterns or things similar to these two.

Mr. Tie handed the crutch to Lei Chi, holding the old bark with one hand and gently rubbing it with the other hand, and then said slowly in a tone: "The Tao fire... if it is not extinguished, my god... if it is not released, the fire burner... is... the fire extinguisher, save God... is self-rescue, God palms the heaven and earth, God creates yin and yang, God produces all things..."

"God?" Mu Xingqiu interrupted Mr. Tie who was intoxicated by faith.

"It's the ancient gods. Where did the Taoist priests think that the ancient gods here come from? We are the source of the ancient gods!"

"The Ancient God Cult has existed for a long time." Mu Xingqiu remembered clearly that the Ancient God Cult was born in the era of the Demon Clan, and it was prosperous and declining for more than 100,000 years, and its latest prosperity was spread by Yi Shijun.

Mr. Tie shook his head, "It has been lost for a long time. It was us tree planters who understood the teachings of the ancient god bit by bit while working hard, and recreated the ancient god religion, which is more direct and pure, because we are by the ancient gods."

Mr. Tie pointed to the three-story forest not far from the village, and his blind eyes seemed to see something.

Through the gaps between the trees, Mu Xingqiu could see the flames inside. The island was much hotter than the land opposite. The palace was still late spring, but it was midsummer. But the fires looked very gentle, like a bonfire that had burned through without adding firewood. It lost its initial sharp momentum, but it could burn for a long time.

Yi Shijun went in and out of the country many times, and maybe he got the teachings of the ancient gods from here. Mu Xingqiu was not very interested in this, "Sorry, I really didn't come to put out the fire. And I don't have the ability to do this. According to my guess, no matter what god is trapped in the fire, I don't need my help."

Taoist priests do not believe in ghosts and gods, and Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in his words, thinking that the so-called gods were probably some ancient powerful people, just as mortals outside usually regard Taoist priests as gods.

Mr. Tie held the bark in his hands and handed it to Mu Xingqiu, "Read the words above."

"I don't understand this kind of text." In fact, Mu Xingqiu saw nothing.

"Just treat it as doing me a favor." Mr. Tie was very persistent.

Mu Xingqiu took the bark, observed with his naked eyes, looked through with his heavenly eyes, or saw any words.

"You have to touch it with your hands." Lei Jing whispered, holding a blood-stained black wooden spear in his hand.

Mu Xingqiu's fingers gently stroked the bark. At first, there was nothing unusual. Suddenly, a trace of burning heat was very similar to the feeling when he held the gun handle just now, but the burning heat flashed by and did not remain on his fingertips, and the bark did not turn red because of this.

Mu Xingqiu slowly moved his fingers back. He felt the heat again.

"Follow the power of the ancient gods." Mr. Tie is a blind man, but he can always speak at the right time.

Mu Xingqiu quickly realized that the burning sensation on the bark was a stroke of strokes, and he could spell out words one by one. Strangely, the first word he found was completely different from the words Mr. Tie had just read.

"Forever...don't...give up."

Mu Xingqiu's face changed suddenly and he threw the bark back to Mr. Tie. He didn't continue to grop.

Never give in. For the villagers such as Lei Jing, Lei Chi, etc., this sentence has no special meaning. For Mu Xingqiu, this is the most important sentence Fangfang left to him.

Mr. Tie hugged the bark in his arms, "Don't you believe in the ancient god?"

"I believe that this is the King of Yishi." Mu Xingqiu glanced coldly, and almost all the villagers came out. More than a hundred people, most of them were men, and only twenty women were holding and holding children. Except for Mr. Tie, there were very few elderly people, which met the perfect proportion that Minister Nan Jing expected.

Mu Xingqiu could not find any sign of the existence of Yi Shijun, and said to all the villagers with a eased tone: "You have been treated unfairly, but I am not here to fulfill any prophecy, nor are you saviors."

He pointed at Shen Da who kept laughing, "I'm here to find relatives in Yelin Town. If someone can provide clues, I'm grateful." He paused for a moment, "If you want to resist and want to save yourself, I'm willing to help."

Lei Jing and some villagers cheered happily, and Shen Da even screamed in a harp manner.

Lei Chi beside Mr. Tie was not satisfied, "How much are you going to help?"

"Give you freedom and no longer be slaves."

"But we still have to plant trees?"

"If planting trees is necessary, someone has to do it, but I haven't come to a conclusion yet." The longer I stayed on the island, the more doubts Mu Xingqiu had.

Lei Chi wanted to speak again, but Mr. Tie stopped him, "The ancient god wants you to look at the world with an indiscriminate heart. Think about your experience of becoming a member of the Lei tribe. Why should you demand a Taoist priest who has just arrived on the island at this time?"

Lei Chi bowed to Mu Xingqiu and retreated behind Mr. Tie.

Mr. Tie groped in his arms for a while, took out a three-inch-high wooden statue of god, "Go to inform all villages that the demon slaves are free, and go to tell the ordinary people that the ancient gods are listening to the voices on the island."

Lei Jing respectfully took the statue of the god respectfully, summoned more than a dozen companions, rode the horses left by the soldiers of the Sword Bang, and went to various places to convey Mr. Tie's words.

Shen Da also wanted to go with him, but was pulled back by Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu quickly made a plan in his heart. There must be soul-changer hidden in the palace on the other side. As long as he is interested in golems and dares to get close to them, he will fall into a trap. At that time, the Fire Tree King will have to ask for help from him, an outside Taoist priest.

Mu Xingqiu hoped to use negotiations rather than war to gain status for the demon slaves. What he wondered was where did Yi Shijun run away? Why did he refuse to show up? He had known that the demon invaded humans on the far desert peninsula for a long time, so why did he only give up a little memory at the beginning?

The screams like a wild dog came from behind. Minister Xijing finally woke up, confused about the situation around him until he saw more than a dozen soldiers' bodies and the demon slaves who were rushing out of the village. He screamed in fear.

Mu Xingqiu took the lead, and the villagers surrounded them all at once. Some people were holding weapons left by soldiers. Minister Xijing was even more frightened and turned around twice, "Crazy, do you want King Lie to go ashore? Ask your old guy. How many times did you die and how many times did you hurt the last time you made trouble?"

Mu Xingqiu walked to the fat minister. He could not use illusions, but with his boxing skills just now and the coldness in his eyes, it was enough to make Minister Xijing tremble all over.

"Where is the place to train the demon slave?"

"What, what?"

"Longbin will send demon invaders from outside, train them to remove their memories?"

“On the North Shore.”

"take me."

"It's dark in less than an hour."

"So what?"

"The King of Lie Wuyun will come ashore, you will die, and the demon slaves who help you will die." Minister Xijing shook violently, and he may die, which is the punishment of King Fire Tree for his failure to complete the task quickly. "And the north shore is blocked. If you can't get through the island, you must take a boat to circle the sea..."

Mu Xingqiu looked to the sea. The mist of King Lie had turned into a thick layer, and the sky eyes could only barely penetrate. What the Minister of the West Mirror should be telling the truth. The demon slave knew nothing about the training ground, which proved that there was no way to go to the north shore from the island.

This is another important part of the negotiations with the Fire Tree King later.

"How long will it take to assassinate the demon slaves and the people on the island?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"Most of them will arrive before dark," said Mr. Tie, with a glorious shining on his old face.

"Closed this lord, but please don't hurt him. Then tell me about King Lie Mengyun."

Several villagers pushed Minister Xijing into the village without hurting him, but they all started very hard. Minister Xijing was very reluctant at first. Not long after, he became honest.

Mr. Tie turned to face the sea. He seemed to be able to judge the direction based on the smell and wind direction. "The King of Lie is another army of the King of Fire Trees. It is more ruthless and cruel than the soldiers riding horses and swords on the island. It is the only spell that can run rampant on the island. They accumulate strength from the sea water and can land on the shore after dark, and divide into strands and strands. They are all over the place. The body of the touch is ulcerated and in pain, and will be tortured to death. Those who do not die by chance will leave scars that will never be removed for the rest of their lives."

The villagers all gritted their teeth, and many of them had scars left by the mist of the Lie King.

"What should the soldiers and people on the island do?"

"When they gather together, King Lie Wuyun will bypass them and only attack demon slaves. Occasionally, people who are wandering outside are accidentally injured."

"Is there any way to block King Lie's mist?" Mu Xingqiu had to prepare another plan outside the negotiations.

Mr. Tie thought for a while, "The Fire Tree King on the other side controls King Lie Yunyun, and there is no way to stop him here, unless he enters the Fire Tree Forest, but in that case he will be killed by the Taoist fire inside."

“Can the tree planters not stand the flames?”

"We only plant green trees on the outside, and the fire trees will move inside, once every five years. Those who enter the middle layer of brown forest can live for at most three hours, and those who enter the inner layer of black forest will last for only one hour." Mr. Tie sighed, "The black wood and brown forest in Shibubang were cut down by demon slaves at risk of their lives. For this bark, I was blinded by my eyes."

The bark is black and comes from the innermost woodland.

Mu Xingqiu had a general idea and brought all the villagers to the wharf. The demon slaves and people who were summoned to come gathered at the wharf one after another. Here Mu Xingqiu could vaguely see the palace on the other side.

As the sky became darker, most of the demon slaves on the island arrived, nearly 3,000, and more than 1,000 ordinary people. Others were still loyal to the King of Fire Tree and hid on the South Island with their soldiers.

The flames in the middle of the island changed at this time, such as crystals that refracted light, magnificent. For those who have lived on the island for a long time, this is the most ordinary scene.

Mu Xingqiu walked around the islanders and did not find a familiar appearance again, which made him feel very uneasy.

King Lieyun came ashore, just like Mr. Tie described it. After landing, he turned into strands and slowly and steadily, surrounding him. There seemed to be no danger at all, but the demon slaves and the people were so scared that they retreated step by step, only Mu Xingqiu stood in front.

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