Chapter 536: 349: Leaving or becoming an ancestor? [Add to 34th day, please subscribe, please vote]

‘Is this the legendary ancestor god’s destiny?’

Because dogs have limited bloodlines, most of the clan elders who have no knowledge have become a little awe at this moment when they look at Zhang Deming's eyes.

After a long time, Zhang Deming frowned. As he used his dream technique to force the soul search, he found that the other party seemed to be saying the truth.

They guarded the Poison Mist Valley, and it seemed like they were really a deserted valley. Even the people who guarded them often came back in a circle of soy sauce, and the valley was unwilling to enter.

Therefore, after being suddenly invaded today and triggered the alarm, they finally realized it for a long time.

Zhang Deming frowned and stopped punishing Mo Qian. After all, the monkey no longer needs to be warned. There is no need to kill the chicken. He is not a pervert!

However, I originally thought that after interrogation, there was no such extreme method as soul search, but now it seems that it is still impossible to avoid it.

The same smoke scene floated out on her head, and her body was twitching from time to time due to the afterglow of pain.

When the search of the two of them was completed, Zhang Deming frowned and whispered: "It seems that he is going to take a look in person!"

Zhang Zeli, who was watching from the side, immediately paused and hesitated for a moment, finally chose to speak in time: "Uncle, you should wait first, and wait until I ask a few disciples from the clan who are familiar with the situation there to quietly touch the situation.

After all, Xiuqing's kid has already entered the valley, and the two kids from the Mo family have not returned for a long time. If there is any problem with the valley, the Mo family will have already reacted.

If that place is really an important place, it should no longer be as abandoned as I see.

There are not many losses in their Mohist family over the years. If we weren’t sure whether we had any information or not... Anyway, we were afraid of the reasons, so we could survive until now."

Zhang Deming glanced at Zhang Zeli, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's OK."

After all, judging from the memories of Mo Qian and Murphy, the Mo family is too powerful like Zhang Jiaqiang today, and they are in the same position as Yangjia Village before, so there is no problem with being stable.

If you really find something wrong, at worst, you can wait for a while and the limelight is over before you can figure out what to do.

Seeing Zhang Deming responding, Zhang Zeli immediately turned his head and looked at another old man Zhang Zerui and said, "Immediately send a patrol team to Mojia Poison Mist Valley to touch the bottom. Try to be careful, as there may be danger."

"I understand, Brother Seven!" Zhang Zerui stood up, bowed to Zhang Deming in a verbal manner, and hurried down.

After giving the order, Zhang Zeli saw that Zhang Deming did not continue to move, he tentatively said: "Why don't you go down and take a rest?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Deming turned his head to look at Zhang Zeli and said, "I'm not tired, but if you really don't dislike me, then arrange a place for me to live in the clan!"

The Zhang family's current endgame situation gave him an idea. However, whether this idea can be realized needs to be tested for the feasibility of his idea.

When several people heard this, their eyes flashed, and they all showed a very happy expression in time.

"Uncle said this so much that I'm waiting for you!" Zhang Zeli said immediately, and paused in his words, saying, "Would you still have to ask, or go now?"

"Well, the matter is almost done. Let's prepare a small courtyard for me. I happened to take a closer look at these two three-headed deformed monster dogs." Zhang Deming replied.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zeli immediately stood up and said, "Uncle, please please!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and led Zhang Deming out. Zhang Deming didn't say anything, but got up and followed. At the same time, he waved his hand. The two imprisoned three-headed hellhounds were held back by Zhang Deming and floated behind him.

"Uncle! How do these two people deal with it?" Everyone asked each other when they saw that Zhang Deming only took two dogs away, but not the others.

Zhang Zeli paused slightly, Zhang Deming turned his head and looked indifferently at Murphy and Mo Qian who were sleeping peacefully on the ground, and said, "It's up to you! These two people are useless to me, just follow your routine.

However, because my mind and spirit skills have not yet been included in the classics... Well, even if you practice it, you are not considered home, and it is not a big deal for forced dreams and soul searching.

But these two kids... because of their guard relationship with dogs, to some extent, they are considered the essence of the three-talent beast-controlling monk.

Although I didn't have that corresponding power, my personality has arrived. Therefore, in order to completely dream and search the soul, I took a little more ruthless action. I might have a bad brain when I woke up."

This is also the reason why he asked first, rather than getting started with soul search.

When several people heard this, they were all surprised. The man continued to ask, "Then... Uncle, do you want these two dogs to live or die?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Deming looked at the other party with a frown and said, "I will study it casually. What are you asking about this?"

Without waiting for the man to reply, Zhang Zeli, who was in front, immediately explained: "The nineteenth brother asked, "If we want to live, we will not be busy dealing with these two children.

Because if they die, their dogs will soon die violently."

Zhang Deming paused slightly and said, "Then let's keep it closed first, and wait for me to study it. After all, activities should be much more convenient than those who die.

Well, I may have some magic experiments when the man is kept. You can do whatever you want, just don’t die before I finish it.”

"I understand!" the man replied with a polite look.

Seeing this, Zhang Zeli signaled again, and then led Zhang Deming out of the room.

After the two left, the room fell silent. After a long time, when everyone confirmed that Zhang Deming had been away, a middle-aged man looked at the silent old man and said:

"Uncle Nineteen, do we really recognize our ancestors so suddenly? We don't even try anything in blood? Although he brought back the remains, it may be true, but......"

"What are you thinking, Brother Qi doesn't know?" Zhang Zefei, who was called Uncle Nineteen, glanced at the man and interrupted the man's continued words.

Then he looked around. At this moment, there were only five of them, the old ones in the hall. He said, "No matter what you think, as long as this person does not evil to our clan, he will be our uncle who has scattered out of the world.

He has been struggling to destroy monsters all his life. Now the elders of the Hui tribe are the most respectable elders.

Of course, if any of you can use this method to improve the current difficult situation in the clan, you can also question it."

As they spoke, everyone looked at the two sleeping soundly in the center of the hall. Murphy looked peaceful, with a smile on his lips, Mo Qian frowned, as if she was having a nightmare, and her body twitched from time to time.

Even though Zhang Deming had left, both of them were still flashing with a faint light, and a hazy gray fog above their heads, the scene in each other's dream should be displayed at this moment. Because the picture is full of absurd, unreasonable, illogical and very hazy characteristics.

The five of them looked at this scene and were a little silent. Obviously, everyone understood what Zhang Zefei meant.

If this person really makes the clan better, then his surname is not Zhang, and he will have a surname in the future. This is the reason why everyone can accept Zhang Deming's identity so quickly. After all, although everyone has little knowledge, they are not stupid.

If he had probably used the test, respect, and preventive measures before, it was also the reason why Zhang Junzhen began to choose to emerge.

But now that I have seen the other party’s methods, the more important thing is that the other party took out his remains and his identity has been confirmed, it would be normal to change the policy. After all, they should be the ones who are asking for protection now.

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Zhang Deming was led by Zhang Zeli to a not far from the hall, where there was a pretty good courtyard.

"Uncle, how about you live here? If you have anything unsatisfactory, just speak up and I will immediately ask my disciples to do it for you.

Although the tribe has gradually built some of it over the years, due to the constant provocation of Mojia Village, the occasional distortion of animals was discovered, so it was a bit difficult and some things did not pay too much attention to construction.

After all, if you can’t build it all, you can’t wait for a few old guys to enjoy it, and let the little guys in the clan suffer."

When he arrived in the courtyard, Zhang Zeli said in a sense, with a bit of sadness in his words.

Zhang Deming nodded and said calmly: "I have been used to it over the years. It is good to have a tiled covering my body. If you have any ideas, I will do it myself."

"Then uncle, please be busy first. I will go and deal with some things. There are a lot of things today. If my uncle has any instructions, just call a little kid and call him." Zhang Zeli replied.

The village is not big, and dozens of households can actually hear it at the entrance of the village and at the end of the village.

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Okay, just go down and work hard, don't worry about me."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zeli bowed to Zhang Deming and hurriedly turned around and left.

After Zhang Deming left, he browsed the yard. To be honest, the yard here is a bit imprisoned, with bluestone houses and thatched roofs. All construction is very simple, and it is even simpler than Yangjia Village.

As a "ancient tribe" that has survived to this day in the "ancient" Divine Court Federation, it can no longer be described as a slap.

After looking around, Zhang Deming shook his head and spread his hands directly. A dandelion appeared in Zhang Deming's hand, and Zhang Deming blew it gently at him.

More than a dozen strange spirit species flew out and expanded in the air, turning into more than a dozen rough vine monsters.

"Wow······"

"Look, the legendary trick!"

"Bad, that's called a trick!"

"What, that's a magic!"

"That's right, this is what Grandpa Qi tells about, what our former gods and ancestors used!"

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As dozens of rough rattan people appeared, the kids from afar, because nothing happened, were always staring at Zhang Deming and the others from afar, and exclaimed in surprise.

Zhang Deming turned his head and ignored it. More than a dozen rough rattan people began to use rattan techniques and began to transform the place.

Although he is not very proficient in the Five Elements Technique, because of the Five Elements Technique and the Tiangang and Earth Evil Technique, with his current cultivation level, it is still not difficult to make ordinary concrete into stones or something.

Therefore, under Zhang Deming's operation, the room changed in a moment. Under Zhang Deming's special control, a building with the small green tile courtyard in the ancestral land of the valley quickly appeared in front of him.

After Zhang Deming consumed a lot of spiritual power, the completion was completed in half an hour. Zhang Deming waved his hand and looked at the long-term living room he had created with magic for the first time in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

The construction of Sixiang is extremely good. It is convenient, fast, efficient, clean, pure natural and pollution-free, and has many benefits! It is just a waste of spiritual power and identity loss.

"What a beautiful house!"

"I really want to live!"

"Why are there so many vines on the wall? It looks like a wild house. Shouldn't it be cleaned?"

“·······”

Regardless of the group of shocked kids, Zhang Deming clapped his hands and walked into the room.

Because it turned out that there was not much furniture in the room, and most of them were made of stone or wood, and they were too simple, they were all tucked aside by Zhang Deming and piled up in the yard.

Now most of the rooms are filled with jade-like furniture. After a satisfied walk around, Zhang Deming arrested the two three-headed hellhounds thrown in the yard to the training room in the house.

After casually setting up a defensive formation and covering the entire courtyard, Zhang Deming looked at the two three-headed hellhounds in front of him.
To be continued...