Chapter 4006 Are You Stupid?

"You are not from the Shenlong family, not from Ye Wuxie, but from Longxie?" Ye Fan asked.

"My name is Baines, I am the Dragon Blood Tree Tribe, the current high priest..."

Ye Fan was stunned. He heard Kuratu say along the way that the highest leaders of the various tribes are high priests.

Because the high priest is responsible for communicating with the main god, even if he is not the strongest, he has the highest status.

"I'm looking for Ye Wuxie," Ye Fan said straight to the point.

"I know, don't worry, I won't stop you."

Baines had a kind smile on his face, and looked at Ye Fan in his eyes, as if there was still a touch of elder love.

"It's great...it's great to grow up..."

Ye Fan felt a little puzzled, "High Priest Baines, are you talking about me? Have we met?"

"Hehe... there are some things, you will know sooner or later."

Baynes pointed to the back of the statue, and said, "Go, go through the Dragon's Blood Maze, and you will be able to find the people you want to see. I won't guide you. You should be able to find them yourself."

After all, without waiting for Ye Fan to ask, Baines had already left the temple on his own.

In the stands in the distance, Singer and the elders were not surprised to see the high priest come out.

"As expected of the High Priest, you can tell at a glance that this kid is courting death."

"The high priest is the most experienced elder in the tribe, we can see it, how can he not see it?"

"Forget about that kid, Grand Elder, take a look at my earrings, do they fit with this dress?"

Ye Fan didn't know that the elders of Aslan outside had already regarded him as a dead person.

He just felt that there was something wrong with this group of people. He wanted to enter their holy land and kill their guard leader, but he didn't stop him at all?

Although I know that Aslan people don't like bloody battles, this is too outrageous!

The Dragon Blood Labyrinth is rather interesting, it is actually the various channels and channels in the Dragon Blood God Tree.

Strands of chaotic power gathered from these channels and transported to every leaf.

If it wasn't for the golden race, or a monk who had cultivated to the level of a true god, it would be impossible to be active here.

Ye Fan walked through the blood-red intricate pipeline, and gradually discovered that the maze in the sacred tree is actually a huge world in the tree.

Some of these areas are regarded as tribal historical exhibition halls.

Historical materials of various dragon blood tree tribes, information about the high priests, elders, and heroes of the past dynasties.

Most of them are some beauties and handsome men who appeared in the past dynasties, and their attire are also recorded in the form of statues and pictures.

Ye Fan couldn't help being stunned when he saw the more modern ones——

"Singer Stadt, number one in the God of Beauty Ceremony?"

Ye Fan saw that Singer was wearing a dress that looked like a skirt, standing proudly on the podium.

Although he had to admit that this man was beautiful, Ye Fan still felt a little uncomfortable.

Finally, after going through a difficult journey, Ye Fan found that there was a bright exit above.

With a sprint, he came directly to a large open-air platform.

At this moment, Ye Fan was in a bad mood!

It was because he realized that he could reach this place without going through the Dragon Blood Labyrinth and flying up directly from the outside! !

This Baines was asked to enter the maze purely to let him appreciate the "History of Tribal Beauty Pageants"! !

Not long after, two figures, a man and a woman, descended from the sky!

Ye Fan had already noticed that the two were approaching, but he didn't react, but stood still!

Both of them were blond, and the long-haired man put his hands together as soon as he fell to the ground.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of the sword god, please come and be safe."

The woman stroked the short hair on her head, and said: "It's ok, I'm really not dead, did I find it here?"

Although Ye Fan was mentally prepared, he still needed to slow down...

He took a deep breath and ignored the two people in front of him.

Turning his head silently, Ye Fan looked towards a corner of the platform.

There, someone set up an earthen stove and was lighting a fire, cooking...

Ye Fan blinked vigorously. If he read correctly, on the mid-air platform of the Dragon Blood God Tree, someone was using the wood of the Dragon Blood Tree as firewood to burn a pot of sheep and scorpions...

"Master, what are these materials used to replace? This old slave has blind eyes and cannot recognize them."

"Oh, aren't the cloves, fennel seeds and tangerine peel gone? The local materials are picked from the forest..."

"Master is really well-informed. This is the first time this old servant has seen these materials."

"Anyway, it won't kill you if you eat it, it doesn't matter if it's poisonous, as long as it tastes right."

As always, blue cloth clothes and black cloth shoes.

Another familiar one was dressed in gray and had gray hair.

Ye Fan didn't know how many times he was "pissed off" by this pair of master and servant, so that he couldn't laugh or cry.

Ye Fan was a little tired, because he was tired, so he walked directly to the dining table and sat down.

"Sword God, you are not curious, what's going on?"

The woman came over with a playful look on her face.

Ye Fan said "nothing to love": "Anyway, no matter what happens, we must wait until dinner is served."

At this moment, A Qun turned around and smiled, and said very relievedly: "Master, Master Ye Fan has really grown up and become sensible."

Ye Wuya scooped up some mutton scorpion soup, tasted it, "Tsk...isn't it, I have eaten it before."

Ye Fan didn't bother to talk to the master and servant, but instead looked at the long-haired man beside him.

"Master Jialan, when did you grow your hair long?"

Jialan smiled, copied her hand, and took off her hair...

"Wigs, just do as the Romans do," Jialan said with a smile: "The sword god can call me Baal, and Jialan's name is useless."

Ye Fan smiled stiffly, and then looked at the female devil beside him: "Belphegor, are you wearing a wig too?"

"This king's hair quality, do you need it? I dyed it blond." Belphegor proudly stroked his flowing short hair.

Ye Fan curled his lips, "When will you two become true gods? Three dragons and four evil spirits, there won't be you, right?"

With the means of old foodies, coupled with the background of these two old devils, it is not difficult to become a true god, and it is also easy to reach the gold level in strength.

"Coincidentally, this king is 'Tianxuan'," Belphegor said proudly.

"I am 'Tianquan', the sword god laughs at me," Barr said with a smile.

Ye Fan felt his head hurt a little, stroked his forehead, "I knew it..."

At this time, Ye Qun took a large pot of sheep scorpion and put it on the charcoal stove.

"Young master, it was too hard to save the five, and today is a coincidence, let's start eating while it's hot," Ye Qun said with a smile.

How could Ye Fan have the heart to eat, and asked Ye Wuya who came over, "Old foodie, is Ye Wuxie really you?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuya and the others present were stunned for a while.

"Are you stupid? How could the adoptive father be Ye Wuxie?" Belphegor couldn't help laughing.

"Heh...he's just a fool." Ye Wuya shook his head, and threw the cooking apron aside.

Ye Fan was puzzled, "Where is Ye Wuxie? It can't be...it's Ye Qun, right?"