The lights in the hall emit a soft halo, illuminating the surroundings.

Regarding the high priest's replies, Feng Yi's tone was calm and confident: "This matter is obvious - you have never concealed it from the beginning, and your disciple just said it straightforwardly, so it is not difficult to guess."

Feng Yi paused for a moment and looked straight at the high priest: "The current crisis is the war that the Gaoshan tribe is facing below? If I expected it, the root of this crisis comes from tribal civil strife-" Feng Yi's eyes flashed and said, "Is it a difference related to the tradition of mutual interaction between the Gaoshan tribe and the demon clan?"

The high priest's expression changed slightly and he sighed before he could speak.

She looked grim and replied with a faint look: "The real person's eyes are like a torch, and he hits the word - cough cough!"

Perhaps it was because of the fluctuations in the mood that caused the breath to be unstable, which led to the injury. The high priest said something just now, and then he couldn't stop coughing, and his face turned into a shocking whiteness.

Feng Yi did not expect the high priest to be so seriously injured and said, "Your Excellency is not seriously injured, do you need our help?"

The high priest used a pill under Chi Lin's service and adjusted his breathing slightly, and his face looked improved suddenly. However, the rosy color always showed a gray aura. From this point of view, the high priest suffered a great internal injury. After a while, the high priest once again showed a gentle smile: "If you have time, the real person is worried about it, just a little old injury, but the old body can hold on."

Feng Yi said thoughtfully: "Is your injury related to this civil strife crisis?"

The high priest remained silent.

Chi Lin, who stood beside him, spoke indignantly: "Chixin betrayed the Gaoshan tribe. He not only attacked and severely injured his master, but also stole tribe holy relics, but also spread rumors in the tribe, slandered his reputation, and seduced his tribe members for his own selfishness! Seeing that civil wars and civil strife were about to begin, every tribe killed in the chaos will turn into a sin carried by the traitor, and he will not be able to die!"

"Ahem," the high priest coughed slightly and sighed, "Old man knows people without understanding, and has no guidance, so that his tribesmen are divided and they fight with each other, so that they can make fun of you. This matter is better for Old Man."

The hall became quiet, and only the high priest's slightly melancholy voice slowly came.

Feng Yi and Bi Yao were told by the high priest before they fully knew what had happened to the high mountain tribe.

It turns out that the root cause of all the disasters was the witchcraft disciple named "Chixin" by the high priest!

The Gaoshan tribe is different from other tribes. When the tribe was founded and survived with the barbaric land, the inheritance of witchcraft in the clan was dominated by the Bai clan. Later, the scale of the spiritual tribe expanded and was no longer limited to the Bai clan. In order to maintain harmony and balance between the two tribes, each generation of high priest also began to accept human disciples to inherit witchcraft.

Chi Xin and Chi Lin are the same, and they are both human disciples who are being collected.

He is different from Chi Lin's calm mind and has extraordinary qualifications, but he is also very energetic. He is not satisfied with the witchcraft teaching step by step by step by step by step, so he chose to privately explore the secret scroll of witchcraft and study it on his own. The more he peeks into the secrets of witchcraft, the more immersed Chi Xin is in it, and thus the dissatisfaction with the high priest Bai is becoming stronger.

So he began to be dissatisfied with the throne of the "high priest" of the Gaoshan tribe being held by the aliens, so he secretly planned for it.

The high priest gradually became aware of it, but she underestimated Chi Xin's ambitions and thought that teaching and admonition alone could make her repent. When some inexplicable rumors began to spread in the clan, her target was directly aimed at the demon spirit clan headed by the Bai clan, she suddenly woke up.

Unfortunately, the high priest realized too late.

She didn't even expect Chi Xin to have such a mysterious and profound witchcraft in just a few years. So when she was questioned and convicted, she was caught off guard by Chi Xin's sneak attack and was seriously injured. Even the holy objects passed down from generation to generation by the Gaoshan tribe were stolen.

Then Chi Xin unveiled his conspiracy for several years, and in the name of the holy objects of the mountain tribe, he bewitched and summoned a large group of mountain tribes, hoping to "correct the source" of them. Under his rumor, the Bai family and the spiritual races composed of other ethnic groups became sinister "slaves" and monopolized the despicable "stealers" of the witchcraft inheritance.

The high priest and others were indignant about this!

They could eliminate traitors like Chi Xin without mercy, but they could not be treated so cruelly when facing those bewitched tribe members. However, the facts proved that it would be easier to destroy them forever - the high priest has a thousand years of reputation and has no choice but to face those rumors.

There is always a group of people who would rather believe the rumors of despicable traitors than believe in the same tribe who share weal and woe. This civil strife between the Gaoshan tribe is no longer avoidable, and when words cannot convince the other party, they have to resort to force.

Bi Yao interrupted strangely, "The key to this matter is all about Chi Xin, the traitor. I think if you make up your mind to eliminate this traitor directly, the rest of those who believe in the rumors will not be able to make trouble?"

As soon as this statement came out, the high priest and others looked at each other with inexplicable expressions.

Bi Yao thought about it and suddenly said, "Can you have tried this long ago, not to do it, but—can't it be?"

The high priest sighed: "Old man lined up three of his fellow tribes and was about to escort them back to the village. But until he learned about their deaths, he realized that this was a complete conspiracy - someone with unknown identity intervened, and there were other forces behind Chi Xin!"

Chi Lin looked shocked and looked at the high priest.

Judging from his appearance, he obviously didn't know about this.

Bi Yao asked, "Do you know what kind of force it is?"

The high priest's face changed a few times, and he slowly spoke word by word: "It's a beast monster!"

"Beast monster?" Bi Yao said in a puzzled tone.

"Beast Monster?!" At the same time, Feng Yi also spoke, his tone was filled with shock and solemnity. He suddenly felt something was wrong with what the High Priest said just now.

Feng Yi looked cautious and serious, and asked, "His High Priest, is the 'beast monster' you mentioned? Is it the beast monster from a hundred thousand mountains?"

The high priest looked at Feng Yi in surprise, shocked by his insight.

"Yes, it's the beast monsters in the 100,000 mountains!"

Feng Yi's face became ugly and he continued to ask: "So, is there only one sacred object in the tribe lost to your tribe?"

The high priest looked far away, and Xiao Suo sighed, "If there were several items, how could he bear the title of "sacred object"? - Lao Shi didn't expect that the real person lived far away in Qingyun Mountain in Zhongzhou and knew everything about our southern border. The real person did not need to ask, Lao Shi would tell you together."

"At first, Chi Xin snatched the holy objects, Lao Shi only thought that his purpose was to seize the inheritance of witchcraft. Of course, although the holy objects are extremely valuable, they actually did not record any related matters related to witchcraft. - Lao Shi sent three tribes of the same clan to dissuade him."

"But it was not until the beast monsters hidden behind the scenes were exposed that I realized my mistake. It turned out that the fundamental purpose of those monsters was to sacred objects!"

"Oh," sighed, "Ruo Laoxian was not bad, and Chi Xin was also deceived and used by the other party, and completely became a slave of selfish desires - he wanted to seize the inheritance of witchcraft and then seize the throne of the "high priest", but he relied on the ruthless beast monster, wouldn't it be like a mirage-like nothingness?"

"Feng Yi, can you say--"

After the high priest mentioned it, Bi Yao also recalled something that Feng Yi once mentioned. It was obvious that that thing should only be brewing and exploded five years later, but who would have thought that this life would be operated by the people behind the scenes several years in advance.

"The two distinguished guests have great knowledge. Do you know the role of the holy objects of our clan?"

The high priest asked with deep meaning.

Feng Yi was quite complicated and ignored the details and replied directly: "We have also heard of the legend of 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang. We also know about that one."

The high priest's eyes flashed, and the expression "It's true". Although she was quite curious about the origin of the legend, she was impressed by the great pressure from the indescribable people in the 100,000 mountains, and she had no time to ask.

He just sighed: "The two are indeed extraordinary, no wonder they can find the news about the 'Shangyang Cave'."

The high priest shook his head, and his complex expression of bitterness and fear gathered in his face: "The holy objects of our clan fell into the hands of ordinary monks, but if they fell into the hands of beast monsters, everything would be stopped-"

Feng Yi was so serious and sad that he said: "Because the five major tribes in southern Xinjiang united together, it is the key to lifting the terrifying figure of the 100,000 mountains to seal the town!"

"Is it the 'Beast God'?" Bi Yao pronounced the name solemnly.

At that moment, Feng Yi and the high priest all changed their expressions and sank.

In contrast, although Biyao heard Feng Yi mention the "Beast God" and knew that if the terrifying person appeared in the world, he would definitely set off a peerless catastrophe. But after all, it was heard that Biyao could not truly understand the weight of the word "Beast God".

Even in this world, few people from both the righteous and the demons can clearly know the weight of Feng Yi's word "Beast God". He is a person who can take over the "Zhu Xian Sword" with bare hands! I'm afraid no one can refute it if he says the strongest in this world!

Feng Yi once measured it in his heart, thinking that even the house dragon in the East China Sea would probably not be able to get it from the "Zhu Xian Sword Formation", and he would not be as good as the unparalleled beast god!

The high priest's expression changed from her own origins.

"Speaking of it," she recalled in a distant tone, "Whether it is our Bai clan or other companions in the spiritual clan, they have received his favors. Without him, perhaps we would either be born, old, sick, or die, or we would have become the fill of jackals, tigers and leopards--"

"Unfortunately, even if we feel the creatures of its breath, we will never be able to get along with those tyrannical guys."

Feng Yi heard some famous things: "So you migrated out of the 100,000 mountains?"

The high priest smiled and slowed down and said, "It was also a coincidence - the seven warriors of the southern barbarians came into the mountain to do a big thing, and they sealed the one. On the way out of the mountain, the beast monsters attacked them together. At that time, they were still young and had not achieved their cultivation. It was the elders in the clan who rescued one of them."

"The man was seriously injured, and the elders of the clan took him back to Shangyang Mountain for treatment. Because of this, the differences between our clan and beast monsters became increasingly greater, and finally the swords and weapons were facing each other. After the man's injuries improved, he invited our clan to move outside the mountain. My clan was tired of the endless killing in the mountains, so he agreed to him."

When Chi Lin heard this, he reacted: "Master, is what you are talking about? Is it the ancestor of our clan?"

The high priest nodded, and the dark-skinned human man as burly as a mountain appeared in his mind: "Yes, he was the original patriarch of the Gaoshan tribe. When our clan came with him to the southern border, civil strife broke out in the barbarian tribe, and there was a disagreement among the warriors who survived from 100,000 mountains, which triggered an unavoidable struggle. He came back late and his tribe was excluded. He was furious and migrated from Shanzhou to the current Haizhou. It was from this time that the situation of our two tribes' guard and support was established."

"As for the other branches of the Spirit clan," said the high priest, "we were unable to survive under the threat of beast monsters after we left, and then migrated from the mountains one after another."

Feng Yiqi said: "I remember that the exit where the 100,000 mountains connects with the outside world has been controlled by the Burning Xiang Valley. How can you get out?"

The high priest said lightly: "At that time, the southern border was wilderness, and there was no sect like Burning Xiang Valley."

Feng Yi recalled that it seemed that the Fenxiang Valley was not originally in southern Xinjiang, but by chance, he discovered the mysterious altar left by the witch clan, and obtained many unpredictable witchcraft inheritances from it, and decided to establish a sect based on the altar.

"Feng Zhenren!" The high priest slowly stood up from his seat, "You know the legend of the 100,000 mountains, and I think you understand that the old man's words are not false. If that person really breaks the seal, I am afraid that it will not be a good thing for everyone!"

"Alas, I'm sorry that I've been waiting for countless years, but I can't do anything about this situation. Although the mountain tribe can survive and reproduce in poor mountains and rivers, I can't cope with the nightmare from 100,000 mountains - the crisis of the mountain tribe. Isn't it a disaster in the whole world?"

"Feng Zhenren, how can the Gaoshan tribe afford such a heavy burden?"

"Wan Wang and you both believe in old words and give your help!"

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The high priest said lightly: "At that time, the southern border was wilderness, and there was no sect like Burning Xiang Valley."

Feng Yi recalled that it seemed that the Fenxiang Valley was not originally in southern Xinjiang, but by chance, he discovered the mysterious altar left by the witch clan, and obtained many unpredictable witchcraft inheritances from it, and decided to establish a sect based on the altar.

"Feng Zhenren!" The high priest slowly stood up from his seat, "You know the legend of the 100,000 mountains, and I think you understand that the old man's words are not false. If that person really breaks the seal, I am afraid that it will not be a good thing for everyone!"

"Alas, I'm sorry that I've been waiting for countless years, but I can't do anything about this situation. Although the mountain tribe can survive and reproduce in poor mountains and rivers, I can't cope with the nightmare from 100,000 mountains - the crisis of the mountain tribe. Isn't it a disaster in the whole world?"

"Feng Zhenren, how can the Gaoshan tribe afford such a heavy burden?"
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