Liu Zhenhong wiped away his tears with his sleeve and began to search for the withered bamboo in the bamboo forest with his dim, tear-filled eyes.

  Innumerable withered bamboo branches piled up on the turtles corpse, and a raging flame suddenly enveloped the originally massive turtle. The violent crackling of the burning bamboo couldnt drown out Lius extremely agitated and mournful wails.

  A cry of a fish eagle came from the sky, Liu Zhen shook his head and looked up, it was that crippled demon beast of Helen hovering above the bamboo forest.

  He felt something was off and Liu Zhen suddenly turned his head, only to find Helen standing right in front of him.

  Helens face was a mess of bruises and scratches; her hair was disheveled, and her ceremonial robe was torn and stained with moss. Her pitiful appearance shocked Liu so much that he hastily pulled her into his arms, calling out to his darling in distress.

  "How did you get down here? Do you know how high this cliff is?" Liu Zhen was trembling, tears streaming down his face.

  "Richard, I heard a deafening crash! What happened?" Helen twisted her neck to gaze at the towering flames, then looked at Liu Zhens tear-stained face, which was covered in black soot. She was shocked and quickly used her pale small hands to help Liu Zhen wipe away the soot, but it only got blacker with each wipe.

  "Is it all blood?" Liu Zhen was choked with sobs, grasping Helens small hand, the palm of which was full of scratches from the tree vines. "Why... uh... did you want to come down? What if you lost your grip... You... uh... how could I live on!"

  "Honestly, Im really worried about you..." Helen pouted, "Richard, whats wrong with you? Why are you so sad?"

  "Damn it..." Liu Zhenhong wiped away a tear, "I died unjustly... Ugh... I caught a demon beast... Ugh... and before it could even greet me... Ugh... it ran away with its tail between its legs..."

  "This model is so powerful!" Helen looked at the turtles corpse burning in the flames, making a "sizzling" sound, and said regretfully: "What a pity its dead. If not, it would definitely be a powerful demon beast! I even faintly felt a hint of dragon breath on its burning body. It must be a sub-dragon species demon beast!"

  "Yalong magic beast?" Liu Zhen asked, looking up with a face full of pear blossoms and rain.

  "Hehe......" Helen couldnt help but feel a little proud: "My mentor, Cui Beixi, is actually an Azure Dragon Cultivator! I wont mistake this dragons breath for anything else! This is a strong and familiar scent."

  "Whats a model?" Liu Zhen asked weakly.

  "Its a turtle!" Helen exclaimed with excitement and innocence: "Do you know, in the temple of my hometown, the great shaman Vian is actually a turtle person from the Muddle tribe! What a pity... if this magical pet didnt die, I would take it back to my hometown, and Great Shaman Vian would definitely appreciate it! A dragon-type magical beast! My Richard can now embroider the Azure Dragon pattern on his ceremonial robe! This magical beast has left its aura with you, and my Richard is actually an Azure Dragon priest! There are no more than ten Azure Dragon priests in all the temples of Bamont!" Kampas is above!!

  "Alas...!" Liu Zhenhong sobbed, his voice trembling: "My eyes are now like the Amazon River! I dont know whats going on, Im so heartbroken to death."

  "Dont cry! Good boy!" Helen cooed, patting Liu Zhens shoulder. "I told you, the demon beast and its master make a contract with their hearts; it died, so of course youd shed tears."

  "I dont have any feelings for it at all! We just met!" Liu Zhenhong sighed sorrowfully.

  "This cant be helped! We, the priests, believe that only pure tears are the best place to bury a companions soul." Helen sighed. She began to sing loudly the first half of the Soul Calming Song of the Shamanic War Song, to help the giant turtles soul ascend.

  Liu Zhenhong also couldnt help but loudly sing along.

  A serene requiem, sprinkling a magnificent halo, enveloped the turtles corpse in the raging flames, and Liu also slowly stopped sobbing.

  "Liu was about to burst into a loud scolding, but seeing Helens face stiffen, he hastily swallowed the rest of his words."

  "If I had known that singing could stop tears, I would have sung long ago." Liu Zhen took out his knife and began to peel off the wolf skin tube, half of which had already been crushed by the giant turtle and was no longer usable.

  "Tears record your fighting friendship, sorrow is the only emotion left for Richard after you passed away. Rest in peace, dear model warrior...." Helen kissed her clasped hands and bowed to the turtles remains in the fire, half-kneeling in a gesture of respect.

  "What friendship does he have with him?" Liu Zhen asked in a low voice, his eyes wide open like walnuts.

  A heavy rain poured down from the sky, as if even heaven was moved to tears, and the raging fire was gradually extinguished.

  Liu Zhenhong hastily wrapped the feather cloak around Helens body and looked up at the sky, shaking his head helplessly.

  "Richard, look! Even the God of War Kampas is moved by your friendship with Mote!" Helen flapped her feathered cloak, turned around in a circle, and excitedly looked at Liu Zhen.

  Liu Zhen was taken aback and pursed his lips.

  "Your crying face is actually really cute." Helen suddenly gently stroked Lius shocked face, and her eyes also began to soften.

  "Here we go again! Im most afraid of you being like this!" Liu Zhenhong wailed, his little hoof just needed to give him a bit of color and he felt like he couldnt control himself. Since getting to know Helen, his coconut shell underwear had to be washed every day.

  "If I die in the future, Richard, will you cry?" Helen gazed deeply at Liu Zhen.

  "Bullshit! Youre not allowed to say that!" Lius face muscles were distorted with agitation.

  This foul language not only didnt annoy Helen, but also made her smile sweetly.

  "Come take a look at this, Helen." Liu Zhen shook Helens small hand and pulled her to the back of the turtle corpse that was still emitting wisps of smoke, pointing at the black characters on the turtle shell.

  "They say that all of you have extensive knowledge, so take a look at this, can you understand it?" Liu Zhen asked.

  Helens eyebrows furrowed tightly, she looked carefully for a while, and then shook her head regretfully.

  "I regret, dear Richard, that this is not any kind of writing with which I am familiar, but I can assure you that the race which produced it was one of the most intelligent beings."

  "How many characters can you recognize now?" Liu Zhen asked with a raised eyebrow.

  "We Fox tribe fox people are the economic management talents of the Mong Kingdom, from a young age, our clan would learn most of the texts and languages on the Aegean continent. Although Im just a small-town Fox family that didnt have much influence, I also received a complete education in Beastman Common Language, Aegean Human Common Language, Chiklatdin language, Desert Human Common Language, and High Mountain Dwarf Language. At 13 years old, I was discovered by the wandering mentor Cui Peishan to have potential for offering sacrifices, after receiving Wisdom Enlightenment, I studied basic knowledge at the nearby city of Seres Coldrel altar for half a year. Now I can basically understand some Dragon language and Elf language." Helen looked at Liu Zhen, feeling that something was off about him.

  "The only enlightenment function in the spiritual war song can infuse the language and knowledge of our mentors to a very large extent." Helen added.

  "Are there still words on this continent that you dont understand?" Liu Zhen asked persistently.

  "Of course, the indigenous dialects of various ethnic groups are as vast as the stars in the sky. There are also texts and languages on the Far Eastern Silk Continent that I cannot learn them all. In our Mulan Great Prairie, there are ancient relics left over from the war between gods and demons 10,000 years ago. The texts on it, not only me, but even the most knowledgeable Weian Grand Shaman, cannot decipher." Helen said frankly.

  "I recognize this writing on the tortoise shell." Liu Zhen was slightly forced to smile.

  "Campus is on fire!" Helen covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.

  "Im not kidding, Im serious." Liu, who was nicknamed "Grass Bag", took a deep breath and said solemnly.

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  Background setting: The "Wisdom Enlightenment" in Tong Ling Zhan Ge is a unique skill, that is to say, every qualified priest can only have one chance of granting apprenticeship in his lifetime. This is also the reason why Bi Mong priests are not high-yielding enough. After all... naturally awakened priests, due to the lack of inheritance of wisdom, need to spend more time learning and practicing, which creates a gap with priest apprentices.

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  It seems like I cant post book reviews anymore...

  Here is the translation:

  Let everyone see a funny book review, which is about me.

  The impression you gave me is that the author is a three-zhang-tall and three-zhang-waisted, full-faced and muscular, murderous Osaka big man.

  Im dead!

  Whats even funnier is that this brothers name is "Qingmian Lao".

  Wish Ye Xiao Ting brothers a smooth exam!

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