I have a magic pot

Han Feng glanced at this simple hut and suddenly realized.

Most likely, this is a barren land without aura, otherwise, there would be no primitive tribes living here.

It doesn't matter if there is no aura, Han Feng can absorb it directly from the demon refining pot.

In the territory of Huzhong, there is also an endless Lingchi Daze, and various treasures of heaven and earth.

Immediately, Han Feng wanted to hook the demon refining pot.

But just a moment later, his face changed!

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"How could this be?"

When Han Feng communicated with the Demon Refining Pot with his spiritual thoughts, he was horrified to find that he could not get in touch with the Demon Refining Pot.

He could sense that the demon refining pot was still in his body, but the surface of the demon refining pot was shrouded in a strange energy, which blocked his divine thoughts and made him unable to contact the demon refining pot.

On the contrary, it was Fudiling, who appeared alone in Han Feng's body, entrenched under the demon refining pot, but there was no luster on the surface.

Han Feng had never encountered such a strange situation.

However, with Han Feng's current disposition, he naturally wouldn't panic, even though he didn't know what blocked his connection with the Demon Refining Pot.

But as long as the demon refining pot is still in the body, there will be no problem.

As for that layer of obstacles, when his divine sense recovers, he should be able to break through easily.

At present, there is no spiritual energy for cultivation, and it is impossible to mobilize energy from the demon refining pot to restore the body, and even all the tokens and jade charms that can be sent can not be taken out.

Right now, Han Feng can only think of a way to get some spiritual stones first, or leave here and find a place with spiritual energy to recover from his injuries.

However, it would be difficult for Han Feng to obtain such things as spirit stones in primitive tribes.

It seems that the only way to get mobility is to leave here.

Anyway, no matter what the outcome of the battle between the Silver Lord and the Demon Emperor is, the Sea-Monster clan will definitely suffer a severe blow in this battle.

In the short term, there is absolutely no danger in the coastal battlefield of the Qianlan Empire, and there is no rush for a day or two.

While Han Feng's thoughts were turning, a burst of meaty and medicinal herb fragrance, accompanied by brisk footsteps, entered the thatched shed.

Han Feng took a quick look and saw Yao Xi coming to him with a bowl of gruel in a pottery bowl with a corner missing.

The gruel was steaming hot, in addition to the rice, there were some unknown herbs and some minced meat, which smelled extraordinarily attractive and made Han Feng feel hungry.

Yao Xi was very good at taking care of people. He carefully picked up a simple soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and fed it to Han Feng until it was warm.

Han Feng couldn't move his hands and feet, so he could only open his mouth once.

The gruel, which seemed to have no oil or meat, was warm in the stomach, and there was a faint heat spreading.

Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, Han Feng's exhausted energy and blood fluctuated slightly, producing an incomparably weak energy of energy and blood.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Han Feng felt that his strength had increased a bit, and his spirit had improved a lot.

Han Feng was very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Yao Xi, how do you make this porridge, it tastes very good."

Hearing Han Feng's compliment, Yao Xi blushed slightly, and said shyly.

"This is first-class desolate animal meat, and the medicinal porridge made from purple rhizome and white spirit fruit can strengthen the body.

But you have just woken up, it is not suitable to eat too much, drink some meat porridge, it will be good for your recovery. "

"Oh I got it."

Han Feng responded calmly, but a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Desolate beast?"

Of course, Han Feng had never heard of the herbs Yao Xi mentioned, but there are more than tens of millions of herbs in the world, so it's normal not to have heard of them.

But what is a wild beast?

Could it be a monster, but the monster should have spiritual energy, these meats only contain a relatively rich power of energy and blood.

Is it just an ordinary beast?But ordinary beasts, why should they be divided into levels?

Many doubts arose in Han Feng's heart, but in the end it could only be explained that the primitive tribes had their own divisions for ordinary beasts, perhaps based on the ferocity of the beasts, but not necessarily.

Pressing the doubts in his heart, after finishing a large bowl of meat porridge, Han Feng completely digested the food in an instant.

Transformed into a trace of invisible energy and blood, it swam through the whole body, adding a little warmth to his body.

Yao Xi was caring, and wiped the food residue from the corner of Han Feng's mouth for Han Feng to rest, and then went out by himself.

After the other party left, Han Feng used that trace of qi and blood to warm and nourish his body, and at the same time wanted to use his body to create more qi and blood.

After all, in the case of weak spiritual power and spiritual power.

If Han Feng can restore his previous energy and blood power, he can also heal his injuries quickly and possess extremely strong combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that he was seriously injured, and his vitality was seriously lost.

Don't say that he used his body to restore Qi and blood by himself, and that trace of Qi and blood swam around in his body.

In an instant, he was swallowed up by the wounded body, which made Han Feng feel helpless, so he could only close the curtain to rest his mind and recover his mind.

At night, through a skylight on the roof, Han Feng saw the stars.

Yao Xi lit another oil lamp, and brought a bowl of hot porridge for himself to drink. After drinking the meat porridge, Han Feng felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, so he chatted with Yao Xi again.

Han Feng first asked how many days he had been in a coma.

According to Yao Xi, when he discovered Han Feng, it was already half a month ago.

Afterwards, Han Feng tentatively asked Yao Xi, which direction is this in the Lingwu Continent.

He intends to find out where he is, estimate the distance to the Qianlan Empire, and when he has the ability to move, he can go back directly.

However, what surprised Han Feng was.

Yao Xi was in a daze when he heard the words "Lingwu Continent", not to mention that when Han Feng mentioned the names of the four great powers, the other party was even more familiar.

Fortunately, Yao Xi told Han Feng that she grew up in Jinshen Mountain and never traveled far.

Therefore, Han Feng guessed that this was due to the lack of information and isolation of the primitive tribe.

Afterwards, Han Feng asked Yao Xi about the desolate beasts, wanting to verify whether the desolate beasts were ordinary wild beasts.

However, Yao Xi told Han Feng with a frightened face.

Desolate beasts are extremely dangerous. Some powerful desolate beasts can crush stones as big as millstones with a single slap, their teeth can pierce through steel battle axes, and even blow people down with one breath...

She even saw a kind of big bird that radiated colorful rays of light and could cover half of the sky.

Han Feng was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, little girl, the power of the desolate beast described seems to exceed the definition of ordinary beasts, it is simply a monster.

But since they are monsters, why don't they have aura in their bodies?

Han Feng murmured in his heart, could it be that the little girl had never seen a powerful beast, so she automatically made up her mind and exaggerated the facts?

Since he couldn't get any useful information from the other party, Han Feng could only plan to recover his ability to act as soon as possible and go out to find out by himself.

Anyway, he is still alive, so he can always go back.

Although he comforted himself so much in his heart, for some reason, Han Feng still had an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness.

For the next few days, Yao Xi was taking care of Han Feng, eating meat porridge three times a day.

Han Feng digested the energy after eating the meat porridge, and then used the power of Qi and blood as thin as a gossamer to restore some of his key joints and supporting bones first.

When the qi and blood are exhausted, they begin to close the curtain to rest their minds and restore the power of their spiritual thoughts.

In this way, nine days passed in a row.

Under Yao Xi's astonished gaze, Han Feng finally regained some mobility and was able to get out of bed and walk.

With Yao Xi's support, Han Feng walked out of this thatched hut for the first time, and saw the outside world, and a small tribe under the Jinshen Mountain where he is now.

"Iron Mountain Tribe"!

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The Iron Mountain Tribe is located in a deep mountain valley.

The canyon is not big, surrounded by a circle of low mountains, and the periphery of the mountain peaks is full of cliffs.

There are also sharp and shiny iron thorns protruding outwards to defend against the invasion of wild animals.

There are dozens of grass sheds and stone houses scattered in the valley, large and small.

On the dry loess ground, a group of men and women in animal skins and linen clothes shuttled back and forth.

A woman was holding a large basket of unknown herbs and some wild animal meat, drying them in the open space.

There are also girls with rough skin and bright eyes who sit on the boulders, revealing two slightly dark legs, push the stones with their feet, and grind dried herbs.

An old man with a stone hammer and a knife in his hand, and a large bundle of straw on his back, is climbing the wooden ladder and going up to the house to repair the leaking roof.

In front of a stone house, a muscular and strong old man swung a huge hammer in his hand. The wheel hammer was like a windmill, and he quickly struck a piece of red iron. Sparks splashed and the iron quickly deformed.

Next to him was a skinny boy of thirteen or fourteen, with puffed cheeks, pulling a simple bellows with both hands.

Farther away, on a clearing near the side of the valley.

A group of barefoot, even naked kids, holding wooden sticks and stone sticks, were beating and playing like crazy.

……

Looking at the scenes in front of him, Han Feng, who was helped out of the hut by Yao Xi, was slightly stunned.

He didn't speak, and with Yao Xi's support, he walked and watched along the trail of the Tieshan Tribe.

Along the way, the clansmen who came and went took the initiative to say hello to Yao Xi, and Yao Xi also responded kindly. Her popularity is obviously very good.

When seeing Han Feng supported by Yao Xi, the members of the Tieshan Tribe showed more curiosity.

The two circled the tribe all the way, but the small tribe with dozens of families had already finished.

At this time, the two came to a round stone the size of a millstone near the exit of the tribe and sat down.

"Han Feng, this is our Tieshan tribe. There are more than 50 households, more than 200 people, and more than 30 warriors."

Yao Xi had been introducing the Tieshan tribe to Han Feng along the way, and now he was excitedly talking to him again.

"Oh……!"

Han Feng smiled and nodded.

But when he lowered his eyes, his gaze became extremely strange!

There is no other reason, Han Feng found that this tribe is very strange.

When he was circling the tribe just now, he quietly sensed the aura of these people in the tribe. None of them possessed a trace of spiritual power, which proved that they were all just ordinary people.

But for ordinary people, a woman can hold hundreds of catties of medicinal materials and wild animal meat, and carry a baby on her back.

Not only are you brisk on your feet, but you also greet them cordially?

An ordinary old blacksmith can wield a hammer that weighs hundreds of kilograms, smash a soldering iron, and swing like flying?

Even, a group of bare-bottomed children, wielding wooden sticks and wooden swords, can actually make a "swoosh" sound through the air.

Throw a stone the size of an adult's head seven or eight feet away?

The people of the Iron Mountain Tribe seem to have a good physique. Although the people of the primitive tribe, if they want to hunt and kill wild animals by themselves, their physical fitness may be stronger than that of ordinary people, but this is too strong.

Moreover, the people in the tribe at this time are all old and weak women and children.

Han Feng has not yet seen a young man, that is, the "warrior" Yao Xi mentioned.

Thinking back to the past few days, when talking with Yao Xi, in just a few words, I noticed that this place is very different from the Lingwu Continent.

Han Feng's heart became more and more heavy, and the sense of uneasiness became stronger.

"Han Feng, look, this is the gate of our Tieshan tribe.

However, my brother went out hunting with the warriors in the clan, and the gate was kept closed to prevent wild beasts from attacking the tribe. "

At this time, Yao Xi walked to the entrance of the canyon, in front of a huge rock that completely sealed the canyon.

Looking at this boulder, Han Feng was taken aback.