Chapter 1182. Who am I?
The new shaman saw Master Long and was obviously startled, as if talking to himself.
"Huh?
Narashi's boy?
Why are you still hanging out with the girl from Nimacha's family?
It's quite a mess today. What's going on? ”
Before he finished speaking, six more lights of fire flew from the sky, revealing the figure of a shaman, standing next to He Naizi, assuming a posture of advancing and retreating together, facing Cai Gen.
The shaman who came first looked at his late companions and naturally removed the fire pillar that restrained Cai Gen. It seemed that with their presence, there was no need to waste the energy of the formation to deal with Cai Gen.
He looked at Gungun in the sky again, smiled contemptuously, and closed the formation to keep you safe, as if he didn't care about the punishment from heaven.
Or maybe he was really worried about the loss of the formation.
When Gungun saw the formation being withdrawn, he didn't react at all. He had just agreed that Cai Genrang would take care of things, and he should see what happened.
"Boss Tong really didn't fool anyone. Look, he was really eager to try the punishment that day?"
"I haven't seen such a big battle in many years."
"The energy of the formation is not enough. It seems that Ma Jiashi has been having a hard time over the past few years."
"As long as we can survive, can Boss Tong help us with his conduct?"
"Just to deal with such a thing, is it necessary to call us all here?"
The shaman seemed to be chatting for a while, and finally looked at Cai Gen.
"Is this from the west?
Why do those in the west work for Heaven? ”
"Damn it, when did you become blind? Can the original fire of the Sixth Patriarch be found in the west?
That day, what was the situation? Is he a member of your family? ”
All the attention of the shaman named Tianyi was attracted by Young Master Long, and he didn't even hear what his partner asked.
"Boy, what's your name?"
Young Master Long was instantly frightened when he was suddenly questioned, especially by this group of strangely dressed people.
Pulling He Naizi's arm tightly, she felt that her body was also very stiff. She didn't know whether it was nervousness or fear.
"My name is Na Shaolong."
"What about Shaolong?"
I didn't seem to recognize him that day, and his eyes were full of doubts.
"What's your father's name?
What's your grandpa's name?
What's your grandpa's name?
Does your family have a genealogy?
Take it out and take a look? ”
Young Master Long was confused by the questions and he didn't know.
I was raised by my grandma since I was a child. As soon as I became sensible, my grandma disappeared. She never told me about my family tree?
Even if there is one, who carries it with him?
"I don't know, I don't know anything."
I nodded that day, and suddenly pulled out a piece of Mr. Long's hair. It suddenly ignited spontaneously. I put it under my nose and smelled it, and kept nodding my head.
"Well, they are indeed from my Nala family lineage.
Maybe I left in a hurry and left you behind.
In terms of seniority, he should be the Nineteenth Master. ”
Wow, Mr. Long really didn’t know that he had so many grandfathers?
Are you all ranked nineteen?
Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly because he was covered by a mask, his voice sounded younger. Maybe he wasn't older than you?
Forget it, for the sake of your first-rate fire, just call me whatever you want.
"Hello, Master Nineteen."
That day I quickly shook my head and kept waving my hands.
"Wrong, you are my nineteenth master, and I am your grandson."
this. ． ．
Mr. Long's forehead is sweating.
Seniority really has little to do with age. The larger the family, the more so.
"Um, um, hello, grandson, I don't have any red paper here. Do I need to give you something as a greeting gift, a red envelope or something?"
Mr. Long rummaged through his pocket for a long time, but he couldn't find a penny, so he could only smile awkwardly. "How about I scan the code for you?"
That day I shook my head and smiled bitterly.
"No need to be polite, Nineteenth Master. The proper procedures will be discussed after you recognize your ancestor and return to the clan. Let's get down to business first."
A voice suddenly sounded, as if he was very dissatisfied with that day.
"That day, did you still know that there was something serious going on?
What's your habit? It is really wrong to travel across mountains and rivers to recognize my grandfather.
Look quickly, why is the bald man so angry with the Sixth Patriarch? ”
It's not nice to ignore your partner, so I looked at Cai Gen seriously that day.
"Oh shit, Suo Qingtian, you're not too old to be dim, you really got it this time.
Not only did I find the Nineteenth Master, but I also saw the reincarnation of the Sixth Patriarch. My ancestors of the Nala family bless me. ”
The reincarnation of the Sixth Patriarch?
Cai Gen had heard this statement more than once.
How could Suiren be their sixth ancestor?
Could it be that in the same way as Changbai San's Lao Niu, the Suiren clan became their sixth ancestor for the rest of their lives?
The situation was still unclear, especially with Tong Aiguo's warning. Cai Gen thought it would be better to observe first, so he put away the flame armor and released Nunu's state.
"On that day, please don't get excited. Regardless of whether he is the reincarnation of the Sixth Patriarch or not, he is from the Heavenly Family. Do you still remember what he did here today?"
As soon as I was reminded by my partner that day, I calmed down immediately, looked at Cai Gen, and then looked at the dark clouds in the sky.
"I am rich, I don't need you to remind me, I know it well.
Should we deal with the top ones first, or should we answer the bottom ones correctly? ”
He seemed to be a refreshing man. As soon as he finished speaking, a big black bear appeared from behind him.
Seeing that they were ready that day, the other shamans also summoned their fighting power.
For a time, it was almost impossible to stand in the middle of the Taiqing ditch.
There are tigers, wild boars, and pythons. There are not many humanoid ones. It looks like a safari park.
After the shaman who arrived first summoned a big tiger, he didn't act in a hurry and seemed to be relatively calm.
"We don't understand the situation. How to deal with it specifically and who to deal with first. There must be a charter."
"Guan Shanle, why do you get worse as you get older?
What charter?
Beat away the heavenly punishment above, appease the ancestral spirits below, and leave alive.
By the way, let's clean up the bad guys in Heaven and let them improve their memory. ”
Cai Gen understood that he must have been classified as one of the losers in heaven. He was really unjust.
"Qi Mingpu, you are in such a hurry, don't you think you have too much time?"
"Lang Mintao, did you calculate it or just guess it?
How did you know that I have terminal brain cancer and only have five hundred years to live? ”
"Okay, Qi Mingpu, there's no telling whether your skin can last for five hundred years, so don't be ridiculous.
Boss Tong called us here, why didn't he show up yet? ”
Cai Gen looked at the group of shamans standing next to He Naizi, flirting and flirting as if there was no one around, and there were such a large group of rare birds and beasts watching eagerly, and he also murmured in his heart.
If they all had the same fighting power as Wu Yun fought against Anba, this fight would not be easy.
Wait, Boss Tong?
Wouldn't that be Ma Jia's Tong Ai's family?
So these shamans are the helpers invited by Tong Ai's family?
If it's Tong Aijia's helper, isn't it one of his own?
Is there a misunderstanding?
But how to explain it?
He Naizi represents the ancestral soul of shamanism, Gungun and Huang Ping represent heaven. Who do I represent?
You can’t just say that you’re just passing by to watch the excitement, right?
(End of chapter)