Chapter 79 The third tribesman who successfully understood the way of swordsmanship

"Xu Wujiu lost his legs during the siege this time. Fortunately, he had the spinal fluid of an elder from the Ten Tribes, otherwise Zhang Meng's path would have been cut off."

"Both clan elders, we are all from the same clan and have the same lifeblood. Don't mention these anymore."

"Are you really going to enter the ruins of the ancestral witch?" Zhang Meng asked instead.

"Yes, hasn't this been decided at the clan elders' meeting?"

"Ugh……"

"Why are the elders of the second clan sighing? Are there no third-level spiritual objects in the ruins of the ancestral witches?"

"The Ancestral Witch Clan was originally more powerful than the Qingyun Sect. There must be a lot of spiritual materials and spiritual objects in it. Not to mention the third-order spiritual objects, there should be quite a few fourth-order spiritual objects. What I sigh about is the danger involved!"

"Do you think the elders of the two clans think I can't return safely?"

"The Ten Tribes always have great luck. They were able to escape from dangers in the Immortal Cat Cave Secret Realm, the Obscuring Black Pool, etc. I believe they can also return safely to the Ancestral Witch Ruins. However, the dangers of the Ancestral Witch Ruins are far more dangerous than expected. Ten The clan elders must be prepared."

"How much do the elders of the two clans know about the ruins of the ancestral witches?"

"Ancestral witches were once powerful beings in this area. There are many legends about them. The practice of ancestral witches is not to introduce Qi into the body, but to cultivate witch patterns and use the sacrifice of living souls to obtain the divine power from the mysterious world."

Next, Zhang Meng told Henry Zhang everything he knew about the ancestral witch.

The realm of ancestral witches can be divided into witch slaves, witch disciples, wizards, holy witches, etc., which respectively correspond to Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul cultivation.

The witch slave can use the soul to cultivate his body and deepen his witch marks, which is similar to physical cultivation.

Shamans can cultivate their lives with the help of living souls, and can gain innate magical powers such as guessing secrets, sensing danger, and cursing.

Wizards and holy witches are even more unfathomable.

Legend has it that there were several wizards in the ancestral witch clan at that time. You must know that wizards are basically equivalent to the strength of the Yuanying old monster.

"How did the ancestral witch perish?" Henry Zhang asked.

Zhang Meng shook his head and said: "I don't know about that. Some say it was because the ancestral witches killed people wantonly and sacrificed the living souls, and were destroyed by the transformed gods. Some said that the ancestral witches borrowed divine power from the Xuanming world and were backlashed by the living souls. Possessed by evil spirits, the entire clan will be wiped out."

"Is it true that no one came out alive when the clan members entered later?"

"This..." Zhang Meng looked hesitant.

"Is there really anyone who came out alive?" Henry Zhang was shocked.

"Yes...but this matter is very important."

Henry Zhang felt confused: “Is there anything you can’t say?”

"This is related to a secret matter in the clan."

"What's going on? The elder of the two clans told me." Henry Zhang was a little anxious.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's been fifty years since this happened, and you are the tenth clan elder of my Zhang clan, so it's okay for you to know."

Henry Zhang opened his eyes wide and looked at the elder of the second clan in front of him.

"How many of the ten clansmen have successfully understood the swordsmanship in the sword wall? How many of my Zhang clan are still alive?"

"Three people, one is the clan leader, one is the elder of the second clan, and one..." At this point, Henry Zhang couldn't go on. He had never heard anyone in the clan mention who was the third person in the Zhang clan who understood the way of swordsmanship. .

"The third person is Zhang Jianqiu."

"Who is Zhang Jianqiu?"

"He turned out to be the ultimate genius in the swordsmanship of our Zhang family, but he was later abandoned to cultivate."

"Why was the cultivation level abolished?" Henry Zhang was even more confused.

"This matter is a long story. In one sentence, the clan leader battle has been lost."

"His cultivation was abolished by the clan leader?" Henry Zhang was surprised again.

Zhang Meng nodded.

"If it was the clan leader who lost at that time, I'm afraid the fate would be the same. Both Qiangzhi were competing for him at that time. Once he loses, Qiangzhi's position will not be guaranteed."

"After Zhang Jianqiu was defeated, he canceled the position of Qiangzhi, and hundreds of clan members Qiangzhi were expelled from Neiji. Zhang Jianqiu was also a tyrannical person. He actually left Fairy Cat Valley with hundreds of Qiangzhi. The clan leader was afraid that they would do something detrimental to Regarding the affairs of the Zhang clan, we sent people to follow up, and found that Zhang Jianqiu actually led hundreds of clan members into the ruins of the ancestral witch."

"The clan leader suspects that Zhang Jianqiu may want to take a gamble and regain his position as clan leader."

"At the same time, the clan leader also regretted very much. He felt that he had done too much to force Zhang Jianqiu to lead Qiangzhi into the ruins of the ancestral witch. Therefore, the clan leader sent the clan's masters to respond outside."

"Ten days later, Zhang Jianqiu escaped from the ruins of the ancestral witch with wounds all over his body. Everyone else died."

"What happened to Zhang Jianqiu later?" Zhang Xuan asked eagerly.

"he……"

"You won't be killed by the clan leader, right?"

"That's not true. Zhang Jianqiu is already a useless person. How could the clan leader do such a despicable thing?"

"After coming out of the ancestral witch ruins, Zhang Jianqiu has been depressed all day long, playing in the world, drunk and dreaming. The clan leader returned Neiji's spiritual field to him, and he directly bet the spiritual field and lost everything."

"now what?"

"Now, I am living in the outer ring in a daze."

"Then can you please ask senior Zhang Jianqiu to take me into the ruins of the ancestral witch?"

Zhang Meng waved his hand and said: "Absolutely impossible. All the strong branches of his clan died in the ruins of the ancestral witch. How could he bring you in? Moreover, he has held a grudge against the clan leader for fifty years, let alone the Zhang family's livelihood. , I guess he hopes that the Zhang family will be wiped out as soon as possible."

"Hey, let's talk about this later." Henry Zhang felt that it was really not easy to ask Zhang Jianqiu to come out.

"I heard that you need spiritual seedlings and spiritual seeds for the second-level elixir. I only have 2 spiritual seeds and 1 spiritual seedling here." Zhang Meng said and handed over a jade bottle.

Henry Zhang took it over: "Thank you, elder of the second clan, you...do you also need a spiritual weapon? I can..."

Zhang Meng waved his hand directly and said: "I already have a bone sword spiritual weapon. I no longer need to create a new spiritual weapon. Thank you for your kindness from the ten clans."

Henry Zhang felt that the elder of the second clan was indeed an upright person.

He suddenly thought of something and said: "Old man of the second clan, I will give you something, you must like it."

"Oh? What is it? The Ten Clansmen are so sure that I will like it."

"Sword Raising Formation."

With that said, Henry Zhang took out the sword array that he had refined in the belly of the third-level barrier beast from the storage bag.

Zhang Meng's eyes widened as he looked at this mysterious formation and said excitedly: "The sword-raising formation you are talking about is the one refined by ancestor Zhang Xing?"

"Yes, the ancestor's worry-free sword relied on this formation to upgrade from a magical weapon to a mid-level spiritual weapon."

Zhang Meng excitedly took the Sword Raising Array, injected spiritual power into it, and streams of sword intent floated out from the Sword Raising Array.

"It's really a sword-raising formation. I didn't expect that the Ten Clansmen would get it."

"As long as the two tribes like it."

"I like it so much, thank you, thank you..." Zhang Meng thanked him frequently.

"By the way, there is something else I would like the elder of the second clan to help with."

"Just say it, the elders of the Ten Clans."

"I have newly obtained 50 acres of spiritual land, plus the 10 acres I originally bought, for a total of 60 acres of first-class middle-grade spiritual land. I would like to borrow a batch of first-grade low-grade spiritual seedlings from you. Is it convenient?"

"What did I think it was? Isn't it just some spiritual seedlings? After the ten tribesmen get the spiritual fields, just come to my place to get them."

"Thank you, elder of the second clan."

With a smile on his face, Henry Zhang sent the elders of the two clans away.