Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the qualifications of a saint

"Thirteen Patriarchs..." Qi Tianji's eyes turned red.

"This time, I will go to Jiling Mountain." The Thirteenth Patriarch said in a flat voice, "Jiling Mountain, there is no room for loss.

It's worth it to die alone in exchange for ten years of peace for the Qiling Clan. "

The Thirteenth Patriarch had already made up his mind to die.

In other words, after he came out, he didn't think about living.

This time, he took the shot and fought against the Taiqi Clan.

One is to show the background and tough attitude of the Qiling clan; the other is to preserve the spirit mine of Jiling Mountain.

Seeing the Thirteenth Patriarch's attack, the Taiqi Clan's attack against the Qiling Clan will definitely be much weaker.

After all, the purpose of the Taiqi Clan is to completely consume the foundation of the Qiling Clan.

"I'll come when I go."

Following the words of the Thirteenth Patriarch Yundanfengqing, his appearance changed.

In an instant, from an old man to a young man.

Fengshen is like jade, with a deep and terrifying breath.

He has already reached the peak level of spirit refining.

"Congratulations to send the ancestors!"

"Congratulations to send the ancestors!"

Half a day later, the Thirteenth Patriarch returned to the Qiling Clan.

He still maintains a youthful appearance, but his aura is very unstable.

"Thirteen Patriarchs..." Qi Tianji looked worried.

"The matter has been resolved." The Thirteenth Patriarch looked calmly, "The Taiqi clan promises that within three years, the Spirit Mine of Jiling Mountain will not be moved."

"Three years is enough." Qi Tianji nodded with complicated eyes.

How sad it is to exchange the life of the thirteen patriarchs for three years of peaceful development of the Qiling clan.

"Oh, I'm getting old." The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed, "I thought that with my strength, I could win ten years for the Qiling Clan."

The Thirteenth Patriarch thought of the terrifying aura on that person from the Taiqi Clan, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

The other party is in the prime of life, he is old and frail.

After their ancestors are done fighting, who else can the Qiling Clan rely on?

Today's Qiling clan, except for their ancestors.

There are less than ten strong people who have transcended the realm.

Moreover, they are all body training.

Almost all sentient beings are unable to step into the realm of refining gods.

It can be said that the decline of the Qiling clan can be seen in the eyes.

"Thirteen Patriarchs, do you want us to move out of the Kunlan Realm and go to a deserted realm?" Qi Tianji spoke slowly, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"ass."

The Thirteenth Patriarch hit Qi Tianji in the face with a cane.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on Qi Tianji's face.

"Desolate realm, no resources, how can we develop?"

Saying that, the Thirteenth Patriarch hit Qi Tianji in the face with another cane.

Immediately, there was a bloodstain on Qi Tianji's left and right cheeks.

See how symmetrical it is.

The Thirteenth Patriarch felt much more comfortable.

"In the deserted realm, they can use a lot of means.

Any natural disaster can wipe us out.

In the Kunlan world, they will at least be afraid that the power of the human race will not do anything to us. "

"Understood." Qi Tianji nodded.

Regardless of the ruthlessness of the ancestors, these injuries are not considered injuries to them.

"I'll go to the forbidden area, maybe I won't come out." The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed.

He is in extremely poor condition at the moment, and he can't even win against Qi Tianji.

His life span is not much.

Perhaps, it won't last half a month.

"Respectful farewell to the ancestor." Qi Tianji's voice was choked with sobs.

He knew that the ancestor wanted to die in the forbidden area.

Dying in the forbidden area can also feed back the Qiling clan.

This is the continuation of the race.

These monks, having reached a high level, will have a stronger sense of belonging to the ethnic group.

Unless, get rid of everything, become an emperor, or become a saint immediately.

Otherwise, these monks are extremely caring about the ethnic group.

"Ugh."

The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed, his figure flashed, and he appeared in the forbidden area.

No one else came to the forbidden area of ​​Qiling Clan.

Inside, there are densely packed tombstones.

These tombstones are all those who died for their tribe and fought for their tribe.

The Thirteenth Patriarch stayed in front of a tombstone with a rare smile on his face.

"Three thousand years ago, the old twelve told me that the tomb in the forbidden area was half the price of the second one, and asked me if I could buy it.

I almost had a fight with him at the time.

But fortunately, he still gave me the cemetery next to you.

It won't be long before I go to accompany you.

It's a pity, I can't let go of the Qiling clan, and I can't let go of the Qiling clan that you miss so much.

When you fell, you grabbed my hand and said, you must take good care of the prosperity of the Qiling clan.

But now..."

The Thirteenth Patriarch's voice choked up.

Today's Qiling clan is not even as good as the original Qiling clan.

He squatted down and sat on the ground, hugging the tombstone.

It's like hugging a blood relative.

The Thirteenth Patriarch spoke slowly, and he talked a lot.

After all, for the past 3000 years, he has been leading the Qiling clan to resolve countless difficulties.

However, cracking difficulties does not mean ushering in hope, and there may be more difficulties.

"I wish I could borrow another 5000 years from the sky!"

The Thirteenth Patriarch's eyes were hazy.

Suddenly, for some reason, he felt a little sleepy.

"When people are old, do they have to sleep?

How long have I been without real sleep? "

He proclaimed his ancestral land, unlike sleep.

Now, is the real sleep.

At this moment, he fell asleep and fell asleep.

ps: The number of people joining the group is a bit too much. I agree with too many people and the application for joining the group is invalid.

Chapter 321 Mengzu?God of dreams?

"After so many years, I actually fell asleep."

The Thirteenth Patriarch showed a helpless smile.

As a monk, I have already forgotten about sleep.

As for dreaming, he has already forgotten this skill.

"It seems that the last time I dreamed was...the last time."

The Thirteenth Patriarch originally wanted to sigh, but suddenly realized that he couldn't remember the last time he had a dream.

"Oh... dreaming."

The Thirteenth Patriarch sighed.

In reality, there are too many troubles.

Now, does he need to dream to relax himself for a while?

"However, speaking of dreams..."

The Thirteenth Patriarch's gaze became deep.

Back then, when the Mengling clan was still there, before the Mengling bloodline was cursed.

Those of them who have a trace of dream spirit blood have some connection with the dream.

If they enter the dreamland, they can even cultivate themselves for a short period of time.

The effect is minimal.

According to all those who have the blood of Mengling, this is because, in the dreamland, there is the supreme Mengzu.

The Thirteenth Patriarch knew that these were all legends, or the kind of particularly unreliable legends.

Even the Meng Ling clan took this story as a joke, and it was only mentioned when coaxing children.

only……

At this time, the Thirteenth Patriarch couldn't help but think of what his father said to him when he was young.

"Little head, in the dreamland, there is hidden the supreme dream ancestor of our clan.

When you encounter unsolvable problems, don't be afraid and don't hesitate. Pray to Meng Zu, and you will gain the courage to go forward. "

At that time, he carefully wrote down these words.

Now, he just wants to say.

If Mengzu really exists, why only give us the courage to go forward instead of helping us solve problems.

The Thirteenth Patriarch showed a bitter smile.

Suddenly, at this moment, a voice sounded from his heart.

"What... are you longing for?"

The voice is ethereal and extremely majestic, like a god.

"Who are you, where are you? How did you enter my dream!"

The Thirteenth Patriarch frowned.

The forbidden area is absolutely safe, and ordinary people cannot enter at will.