Banished to Another World

That's the change in The Fruit of Witchcraft's overeating.

Although Yan Mo wanted to make some movement to prove that he was really breaking a powerful curse, he did not expect to make such a movement.

Of course, he couldn't see how big and obvious the green light spread outside.

In fact, the green light is very beautiful, green and translucent, full of vitality. But in the eyes of the savage people, the green light is so weird that many people quickly retreat to the surroundings for fear of being touched by the green light.

However, the green light only covered the site of the Snake People earth house, and did not spread out much, only the light was very shining.

The youthful man Zhi Chun whispered to the cold faced man Shu Yi, "Are these four bone objects really cursed? Why didn't the shaman say that?

"The witch never opens his mouth easily." Rarely, Shu Yi said this long sentence.

If Zhi Chun had thought about it, would the witch not have noticed that those bone objects were cursed? Or did he want to see that they had deliberately taken these curses to other tribes? Zhi Chun prefers the latter. In his eyes, the shaman of the tribe is the same existence as the god.

Tu Qiu pulled at his brother. "Brother, if we don't know that's the power of curse, do you see the light like there's a treasure underneath?"

Tu Hou was happy, as his brother said, when he looked at the land again, he really had a desire to dig it up.

Yan Mo would like to know that Tu Qiu said this and would certainly give him some praise.

Boy, you said it truly

Yan Mo looked at the green vines in the underground space and rubbed his eyebrows.

He also spent a single crystal to the Bone Inheritance bracelet, and he learned from Zan-Bu that the four bone objects, except the empty door which was incomplete, and the other three were separate and complete bone objects.

[1] The Empty door means port key ,but Wu Guo doesn’t know what a port key is, and I guess it’s the different languages you hello they say Ni hao… they’re both the same thing but you won’t know that unless you know Chinese and English

Now he has four bone objects in front of him, three of them are in the state of starting up but being removed from the crystal, and one of them is still the same, which almost wastes one of the crystals he has taken from the bone.

The fish bone fossil also hid a spiritual power, but it is less aggressive and more cunning. The device turns into a big fish bone when it is started. According to Zan-Bu, its bone was originally a ferocious fish in a river. Its name is Hujiao. Its body is flat and its tail is like a snake. It is fierce in life. After death, it was refined into a puppet. It can help Tribesmen to fish in water and it can also help attack enemies on shore. Bone-refined Tribesmen usually use this kind of Hujiao puppet as a ferry and fishing tool.

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[1] Hujiao

Yan Mo looked at the Hujiao's bones, which have become larger and more complete. He speculates that the fish is probably the ancestor of crocodiles.

He had tried to contact the spirit of the fish bone, but although the other party was cunning, the nature of wanting to devour power was still there, especially when the spirit found that the power to test it contained the power that manage frighten it, The spiritual force inside Hujiao quickly retreated, without fleeing or attacking like previous snake puppet.

If Yan Mo had no knowledge of bone sculpting or spiritual improvement, he might not have been able to perceive the deep hidden spiritual power. Now he perceived that the Fruit of Witchcraft, with the idea of preferring to kill by mistake, was exhilarating him. He did not want to leave a remnant ghost around him that might assassinate him.

Maybe that remnant ghost can't harm him, but there are other people beside him, Yuan Zhan, whose spiritual power can't be compared with his. If the other party swallowed up Yuan Zhan or other people's soul, or "infected" one of them, who will he cry for?

The Fruit of Witchcraft, after devouring the spirit of the fish bone, refused to retract into Yan Mo's body. The vines spread everywhere in the basement. The head of the small bag also took the initiative to arch the standard bone objects.

This standard table also has spiritual power, but it is very weak, similar to remnants, more peculiar is that it has twelve spiritual leftovers.

When he pulled out the egg-shaped crystals which were not consumed much on the fish bones and mounted them on the bone objects according to Zan-Bu's finger, the bone plate of sundial's surface suddenly split up, as if all the combined fan bones had been opened, but it was not a semi-arc but a whole circle spiral.

It is said to be spiral, because this slightly thicker bone plate has become twelve different radius, but the length of the very regular thin crystal bone plate, the previous twelve marks are actually the bone plates and left traces together.

The slender stick inserted at one end of the bone plate also changed. It not only became a central pillar, but also two small discs emerged from the top of the head. There is a gap between the two discs. Each disc is attached with a fine bone needle.

Each of the twelve bone plates at the bottom have a residual spiritual force, which is not aggressive and is weak enough to disappear.

But even so, The Fruit of Witchcraft still has none to let go, all spiritual strength was devoured!

Yuan Zhan was most curious about the standard form bone objects. He touched the larger bone objects that had been removed and asked, "What is this exactly?" What's the use?"

Yan Mo was so quiet in surprise that he did not have time to stop the Fruit of Witchcraft from devouring the remaining twelve spirits. When he found out that it was too late, he could only sigh. When Yuan Zhan asked, he murmured before replying, "Zan-Bu said it was the Bone Sculpting People Shaman who used it to divine the heavens." The earth and the instruments for inquiring about the gods are called Wen Tian [1] Ask the Heaven."

"Oh? Can you use it?"

Yan Mo shook his head first, then nodded. "Zan-Bu said that only their wizards and wizard disciples knew the purpose and true use of this bone object. But their great witches and their disciples would not come out to answer these questions. Most of them fell in the eternal asleep.”

Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows. "Even so, this bone object will belong to The Moer-Gan Tribe. If their Priest figured out the use of this bone objects, they would not be able to talk to more gods?"

When it comes to gods, Yan Mo is also confused. Zan-Bu tells him that the Bone Sculpting People's shaman can communicate with twelve gods, all of whom have their own incarnations in the world, and twelve bizarre creatures are depicted on twelve skeletons of different lengths.

Interestingly, Zan-Bu also said that the twelve gods would not come to this world together, because they were too powerful to come together and if they come together they would make the world collapse, so they took turns and each year a God would take care of the world and descend to it. For this reason, Tribesmen took twelve years as a round and named twelve years according to the names of twelve gods. In which year the children were born, it is said that they would be cared for by the god who descended on that year.

When Yan Mo heard Zan-Bu say this, two big words flashed out in his brain: genus!

Isn't this an alien version, perhaps the origin of the original twelve genera?

Yan Mo did not understand why there were twelve genera in his original world and home country, nor did he seem to say exactly when the twelve genera began, and the twelve genera of different races genera not exactly the same.

Yan Mo wanted to ask Zan-Bu when the Twelve Gods he said came and what they had done. Unfortunately, Zan-Bu was not very clear. He only said that their shaman knew.

"Mo?" Yuan Zhan jokingly touched his head. How could he be so distracted?

Yan Mo looked back. "I said earlier that this bone objects can see the time that was not entirely wrong. People originally used to distinguish year, month and time. Tribesmen calls it Ta Wen Tian [1]"Heaven is not wrong." You see, this bone object is actually divided into three parts, the bottom twelve bone plates of different lengths represent the year, the middle of which is divided into four equal parts of the disc and its bone needle refers to the four seasons of the year, the top twelve marks of the small bone disc and finger is the twelve hours of a day. The two hours I told you before are equivalent to one hour in this object."

Yuan Zhan finally understood the instructions.

Yan Mo went on to explain: "After embedding the crystal, Wen Tian [1] asking the Heaven has the energy to make the bone needle move. When we started it just now, the bottom twelve bone plates were all unfolded and retracted, leaving only one on display. The skeleton on display, which depicts the corresponding gods, indicates which God is in charge of this year. According to this instruction, people will offer favorite sacrifices to the God at the spring equinox and the winter solstice. Zan-Bu said it was important that each god's favorite sacrifices were different. You must not make a mistake, otherwise it would bring disaster to people.”

"Is this one of the bone plates on display just now?" Yuan Zhan points to a skeleton of a face snake that looks like it is soaring in the fog.

Yan Mo also looked over, "The Year of the dragon? The Year of the Snake?"

"Dragon?" Yuan Zhan does not know what a dragon looks like, although according to The Three Cities, there are many animals with dragon characters around them.

"Dragon is one of the most powerful animals." Yan Mo looked at the other eleven bone plates carefully and saw no other dragon snake-like patterns.

"Why do they divide the length?" Yuan Zhan raised a question that Yan Mo ignored.

Yan Mo paused and thought carefully for a while. "I speculate that the Twelve Gods of the Bone Sculpting People may also have different abilities? Or something else, but Zan-Bu didn't say.”

"I think it should be divided into strength and weakness." Yuan Zhan is naturally a simplifier.

"Then this God with three eyes, eight arms and a body like a ball is the most powerful." Yan Mo laughed and looked at the longest bone plate.

So far, the secrets of the four bone objects have been basically unraveled, except for the largest one with a hole in the middle, which the Fruit of Witchcraft says is the disc of the door.

Because Zan-Bu did not recognize what the bone object was, or even what it was used for, but he was sure that the disc was not a complete bone object and lacked some key elements.

"There's only one disc left, but Zan-Bu said the bone object was probably made long after his death, and he didn't understand the use of the new bone object." Yan Mo said that, once again, his eyes turned to the underground vines, and the green and translucent light of the vines.

"Hey, have you had enough? There's nothing to eat for you. Can you come back?"

The Fruit of Witchcraft shook the bag and refused to go back.

Yan Mo had a bad feeling that he seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the fruit. Old Samar said that he couldn't feed directly with a lot of flesh and blood. What about spiritual strength? Old Samar didn't say that he liked spirituality.

Building Jiu Yuan, nurturing The Fruit of Witchcraft into a son of life, and reducing SCUM VALUE substantially. The Fruit of Witchcraft may have leaked the news about him, which made the construction of the Jiu Yuan imminent, so that he did not know whether to let Jiu Feng take him to the Kunpeng people first to ask for the correct cultivation method of the son of life or not. Build The Jiu Yuan as powerful as The Three Cities.

"Dad!"

Yan Mo was stunned. "Son?"

Yuan Zhan raised his head, and he seemed to "hear" a child's voice.

"Dad, stop feeding Wu-Wu a lot of meat! Just a little is enough."

"Shut up!" Another fierce boy's voice sounded.

"He is scolding me... Dad, scold him!"

Yuan Zhan grabbed the green bag and scolded it, "Don't hit or ever scold your brother!"

Yan Mo, "..." Who's going to tell me what happened? So who can you stop moving so fast?

The vine coiled Yuan Zhan once, but it seemed a little intimate to him, tightening him up and not attacking him immediately. Maybe it fed him apologetic feelings?

Yuan Zhan relaxed his hand and touched the bag. The expression was the same as touching the head of his troublemaking son.

Yan Mo thought he should take a quick trip to the Black Forest to ask Old Samar what was going on and what he should do.

"Dad, Wu-Wu has eaten meat, many, many, if he eats more he will become vicious, and eat me!" The soft voice of the child tried to complain.

"Shut up!" The Fruit of Witchcraft - Let's take this sound as the original consciousness of The Fruit of Witchcraft. It seems that he can only say these two words?

Did Yan Mo finally respond by absorbing a lot of mental energy? His son's feeble soul has become a little stronger, even talking like before, and even the Fruit of Witchcraft's expression of consciousness has become clearer.

Yan Mo was relieved that Du-du's voice had been heard during this period. He was worried that Du-du's soul would be swallowed up by The Fruit of Witchcraft. Maybe the guide doesn't want to pit him into a frenzy?

"You two... Well, get along well, don't make any noise." Yan Mo was a bit confused, and the surprise came too suddenly.

"Dad, Wu-Wu says if you always give him good food, and he won't eat me."

The Fruit of Witchcraft didn't say shut up this time, and Mo recognized it.

Yan Mo stirred up his lip, yo, and knew that hostage-taking was a threat?

"We have two sons in there?" The eldest son is like him, the youngest son is soft and more calm, Yuan Zhan's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression is pure father's joy. He is nineteen years old now. Other warriors are as old as him and have children long ago.

Yan Mo had a toothache and ignored him.

"Du-du, what do you need?" Yan Mo asked his son.

Du-du, well, didn’t know how to express it. The Fruit of Witchcraft threw out three words impatiently and viciously: "Spiritual power!"

Yan Mo thought for a moment and asked, "Should I exercise my spiritual strength more or devour a lot of it?"

The Fruit of Witchcraft responded in seconds: "Devour."

Du-du cried, "No, Dad, I want yours. You're warm. Du-du is comfortable, Du-du is not afraid."

The Fruit of Witchcraft reluctantly pushed out a few words: "Devour, give me. I, raise him."

Yan Mo understood.

Before, The Fruit of Witchcraft absorbed some flesh and blood, became slightly stronger, and Du-du was suppressed by him. Perhaps Du-du hid because of fear. Now, because the fruit devoured a lot of spiritual power, not only his consciousness became concise, but also his spiritual power was greatly improved. His spiritual power was improved, which seemed to be good for both the fruit and Du-du, and Du-du came to the fore again.

But to his surprise, the Du-du who was so afraid of The Fruit of Witchcraft was not so afraid of it now, and the Fruit of Witchcraft's consciousness tolerated Du-du

What happened to the two boys in his belly?

"Mom!"

"What?" Yan Mo doubts what he heard in his ears.

Du-du cried happily again.

Yuan Zhan rubbed his ears. Is this what his youngest son is calling him?

The Fruit of Witchcraft's extended main branch gently agitated and a slightly slender vine emerged from it. The vine's head also bulged out a slightly small package, and gathered to rub Yuan Zhan first, and then to rub Yan Mo.

Yuan Zhan reached out to touch the slightly thin vine.

Yan Mo was jealous! Why did his son come out and touch Yuan Zhan first instead of touching him first?

What else did the little bag seem to want to express? Another slightly larger vine suddenly rolled up and wrapped the little bag around Yan Mo. It quickly fell into Yan Mo's abdomen.

So the roomful of vines disappeared.

Yuan Zhan reached out to touch the slightly thin vine.

Yan Mo is jealous! Why didn't his son come out and touch Yuan Zhan first instead of touching him first?

What else did the little bag seem to want to express? Another slightly larger vine suddenly rolled up and wrapped the little bag around Yan Mo. It quickly fell into Yan Mo's abdomen.

So the roomful of vines disappeared.

Yuan Zhan stared at Yan Mo's belly incredibly. How could so many vines get in and where did they go? How can this little stomach hold up so many vines and not bulge out?

Yan Mo poked him shameless in the face: "Don't look, I can't be a pregnant man anymore! If we do a good job of the Jiu Yuan as soon as possible, we can also go to the Kunpeng people and ask them how to cultivate the son of life.”

Yuan Zhan was satisfied with his emphasis on the word "we". Well, his Juvenile Priest can't live without him anymore! In the future, he will feed more of his two sons and make them strong.

"Come on, we can go out." Yan Mo collected four bone objects. After that, he got the most unexpected benefits, and his fruits and losses of the four bone objects were not so heavy.

The snake-bone puppet needs 9th Rank crystal to show its strongest strength. He keeps falling ashes, so he might as well exchange some practical benefits with The Snake People.

Wen Tian [1] Asking the heaven is the most practical and the energy requirement for the crystal is not high, but it has no other use except for looking at the time. Maybe the Bone Sculpting People used it as one of the sacrificial instruments for communicating with God before, but the Bone Sculpting People has disappeared, and the method of communicating with God has naturally disappeared in the long history. The twelve strangest and possibly most useful spiritual powers were also engulfed by the greedy The Fruit of Witchcraft, and now the bone objects are nothing if left to The Moer-Gan. And Zan-Bu also said that it is not difficult to ask the question of heaven. He studied how much he wanted to do in the future.

Hujiao puppet also has good functions. His favorite thing is its ability to automatically parade as a ship. But Yu-Wu wants a bone treasure to exchange the whereabouts of the Godblood Stone. This is just right for that merman. Yu-Wu can probably play with it as a toy. When he had studied the puppet thoroughly, he could exchange it for an ordinary puppet. He thought it would be a good deal to change the whereabouts of the Godblood Stone.

The last disc, which is not clear about its purpose, should be kept for a while.

Yuan Zhan again pulled Yan Mo.

Yan Mo looked at him puzzled.

"You've just broken the curse. You are meant to be weak."

"Whoop!" Well, the acting is complete, and he's not as dedicated as any of his family's hitters.

So, soon after the outside people saw the green light disappear, they saw that the mound suddenly separated from it, and two people came out of it.

At this time, many people had fired torches. The Jiu Yuan People had the most torches, and the mound was slightly higher than the other ground. For this reason, people on the outside could see clearly.

The tall warrior walked out step by step with the weak teenager in his arms, and his face was gloomy.

The Jiu Yuan People and all the others who had a relationship with Yan Mo surrounded him. The Snake People female elder was worried and asked, "Is Yan Mo Da-Ren all right?"

Because Da-He had previously called Yan Mo with his priest identity, now the Snake People female Elder can no longer call him "A-Mo".

Qi Shui also took a step forward. "Has the curse been broken?"

Yuan Zhan's reply was with a cold-eye. "He's tired. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"A-Zhan." Yan Mo stopped, raises his eyelids, painstakingly pulls out a bone stick and hands it to The Elder, the snake woman who is worried about looking at him, "The curse on it... I've broken it. You don't have to... Again... Worry. Other..."

The young man's wrists drooped and seemed to have passed out.

The female Elder and Bai Yan were both apologetic and moved. The Moer-Gan People, Ding Yue people and others were anxious that Yan Mo had broken the curses of the other three bone objects together. Looking at the face of the Jiu Yuan People, they were anxious and could not ask any more questions.

Nobody noticed that there was a young man in the Salt Mountain Tribesmen next door to The Jiu Yuan who could not help looking at Da-He, Yuan Zhan and Meng with doubtful eyes. Finally, he looked at the young man in the arms of the tall warrior.