I have a magic pot

After all, as long as someone in the clan reaches the level of three patterns, the tribe can move into the central area of ​​Jinshen Mountain where food is more abundant.

Yao Da can even participate in the Jinshenshan assessment.

If they can join the headquarters of Jinshenshan, the Tieshan tribe will receive greater protection, and their lives will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The patriarch, Yao Mu, has also spoken out that when this winter is over, the Tieshan tribe will relocate and enter the central region.

When the clansmen heard the news, they were also full of expectations, looking forward to the passing of winter soon.

……

At this time, there was still heavy snow in the sky, and the Tieshan tribe was on the watchtower several miles away.

Yao Xi put a cloak woven from black tiger skin on Han Feng, and kept persuading him.

"Brother Han, why are you still guarding here? How many times have the patriarch and brother persuaded you not to guard here.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, no wild beasts will come out to move around. Besides, it’s so cold here. Come back with me, and I’ll cook something delicious for you. "

Han Feng put on the tiger skin cloak carefully sewn by the little girl, and took out the steaming barbecue and hot porridge from the wooden box brought by the other party.

While eating with big mouthfuls, he muttered: "It's okay, I'm used to living here, it's pretty quiet by myself.

Besides, let me tell you, Xiaoxi, my Blood Fiend is about to start, so don't worry the Patriarch and Brother Yao.

You too, don't come out to deliver meals to me in such a cold day, the jerky you made for me is almost too much to pile up. "

Yao Xi was also holding a small piece of barbecue meat, chewing carefully, while looking at Han Feng, and quietly listening to Han Feng's speech.

In the eyes, bright light flashed from time to time.

Hearing Han Feng say that the Blood Shajin has made progress, she laughed even more happily, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she waved her small fist and said.

"Brother Han, come on and practice, I believe you will be able to practice soon.

Brother said, as long as Brother Han breaks through the Yiwen level, I will let you..."

Having said this, Yao Xi suddenly blushed and lowered her head shyly.

Han Feng looked puzzled, "What's wrong with breaking through the Yiwen level? You won't let me leave the Tieshan tribe and find a way out by myself?"

Yao Xi was taken aback when he heard the words, and said angrily, "Oh...what made you leave, you are such an idiot, people don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"Ah...why am I so stupid?"

Yao Xi pursed his lips in anger, gave Han Feng an annoyed look, twisted Xiao Yao, and put away the pottery bowls and dishes that Han Feng had swept away.

Then he descended the watchtower skillfully along a vine rope, and waved to Han Feng above.

"Brother Han, I'll go back first, and I'll bring you food tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he still showed a gentle smile to Han Feng, turned around, and disappeared into the wind and snow briskly.

Han Feng's eyes flickered, he stared at Yao Xi's back, and after entering the Tieshan Tribe, he looked away.

At the same time, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

He couldn't tell what Yao Xi meant for him.

However, Han Feng and the little girl are destined to be people from two worlds.

What's more, he will leave the Iron Mountain Tribe soon.

Standing on the watchtower, which was more than ten feet high, Han Feng stepped forward in one step, his figure fell to the ground like a wild elephant.

"boom……!"

With a muffled sound, he directly smashed a huge hole in the ground.

Immediately, Han Feng punched like lightning on the snowy ground, moving swiftly.

His speed was as fast as a phantom, but his fists were as heavy as Mount Tai. Every time he punched out, the air would make a sound of explosion.

"Boom boom boom...!"

With hundreds of punches in a row, Han Feng's blood boiled.

With a dodge, he rushed more than ten feet away, and aimed his fist at a huge boulder weighing a thousand jin.

"Boom...!"

The boulder exploded directly, scattered and splashed in all directions, and the thunderous noise gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

Under the surge of energy, Han Feng's tiger skin cloak fluttered up, and three blood lines on his arms lit up, and even above the three blood lines, there was a throbbing meridian.

Han Feng exhaled a breath of white air slowly, the scorching air wave, like a white sword air, melted the ice and snow on the ground, exposing the bare ground.

Afterwards, he slowly calmed down his qi and blood, making the blood streaks disappear, and he looked no different from an ordinary person.

After more than a month, he hunted and practiced in the Iron Mountain Tribe.

Han Feng absorbed a lot of energy and blood, and finally restored some of the vitality to his body.

Although there is still a long way to go before he is fully recovered, it has finally achieved some results.

Now his witch pattern cultivation has reached the peak of three patterns, and is about to step into the level of four patterns.

Speaking of which, Han Feng could have reached this level faster.

After all, with his body, as long as he has enough qi and blood, his cultivation can even soar all the way to the extraordinary.

However, in the outer forest of Jinshen Mountain, in the deepest part, there are only three-striped desolate beasts.

Moreover, the number of three-striped desolate beasts is still extremely rare. If it weren't for Han Feng's power of divine sense, they would have recovered a lot, and their perception power had been greatly enhanced. They really couldn't find a few third-level desolate beasts.

Now the third-level desolate beasts in the nearby forest have probably been hunted down by him.

Moreover, Han Feng also discovered that since he reached the peak of the three lines, although his blood power is still increasing, his body is also constantly repairing.

However, the cultivation of tactics seems to have stagnated.

Han Feng keenly realized that he had to hunt level four desolate beasts in order to continue to break through in tactics.

And the higher the level of combat method breakthrough, the stronger one's physical activity, and the faster the recovery of vitality, the two complement each other.

Therefore, Han Feng had already decided a few days ago to leave the Tieshan tribe and enter the central region to hunt.

With his current strength, coupled with his combat awareness and experience, it is not difficult at all to kill a level four desolate beast.

Even encountering level [-] desolate beasts can be beheaded, probably with a little more effort.

But anyway, monsters below the extraordinary level will not harm him, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.

When he recovered to his peak state, he could even kill extraordinary beings and have a touch with the legendary true spirit.

As for the Tieshan tribe, Yao Da has also broken through the three lines now, and the tribe has sufficient food reserves, so he has nothing to worry about.

He planned to stay for another two days before leaving, but what Yao Xi said today made Han Feng change his mind.

"Forget it, let's go today."

Han Feng didn't want to cheat the feelings of a little Wu girl before leaving, so he left early and ended early.

Looking back, I saw the watchtower like an iron cage.

Although he only stayed for a month, Han Feng felt a little bit moved when he witnessed his recovery step by step here.

After thinking about it, Han Feng was about to leave, but his eyes suddenly shrank, looking at the sky in the distant forest.

I saw a black line moving slowly in the distant sky.

With Han Feng's astonishing eyesight, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a cloud of black air in the distant sky, which was constantly spreading.

Wherever it passes, day turns to night.

This piece of darkness is slowly moving towards this piece of world with an unpleasant but unstoppable momentum.

It gives people an indescribable feeling of depression.

"What is this?"

For some reason, seeing that dark place, Han Feng felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

Just when he was puzzled, there was the sound of hurried running in the distance.

In the direction of the Tieshan tribe, a Yiwen warrior in the tribe quickly approached here, and shouted anxiously at Han Feng.

"Brother Han, quickly... hurry back to the clan, the patriarch told us to move to the middle of Jinshen Mountain immediately!"

When Han Feng heard this, he was very surprised. Didn't the Tieshan tribe decide to wait until the winter is over before migrating?

He vaguely guessed that all of this should be related to that darkness.

Without asking any further questions, Han Feng immediately followed the soldier to the Tieshan Tribe. He also wanted to find out what happened.

The first thousand and 750 chapters and seven nights come

When Han Feng rushed to the Tieshan Tribe, he had already seen that the stone gate of the Tieshan Tribe was raised high.

The tribesmen in the tribe are carrying all kinds of supplies in a hurry.

Even the pots and pans, and the straw and wooden frames used to build the hut are being transported to the sand boat. Obviously, this is the migration of the whole family.

At this moment, the young and strong people in the clan are busy carrying all kinds of things, women and children, busy packing and packing all kinds of things.

Outside the canyon, the patriarch Yao Mu, Yao Da, and Yao Huo gathered together. The three core figures of the tribe seemed to be discussing something.

The faces of the three were not very good-looking, especially Yao Mu.

Seeing Han Feng coming, Yao Da squeezed a smile on his face, and Yao Mu also nodded to Han Feng.

"Brother Yao, what happened? Why did you suddenly have to migrate?" Han Feng asked directly.

Yao Da looked at the patriarch, and Yao Mu said in a deep voice: "The night is coming, we must go to the central area of ​​Jinshen Mountain as soon as possible, otherwise it will be dangerous."

"Dark night falls?"

Han Feng looked bewildered.

Yao Mu said: "Little brother, you don't know, there is an ancient mantra circulating in our Jinshenshan headquarters.

When the dark night falls, bad luck and destruction will come. Only the protection of the Five Elements Divine Light can save the people of the Wu Clan. "

Han Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Patriarch, this is just a rumor after all, are you sure it's true?

Moreover, what is the Five Elements Divine Light? "

Han Feng had made great contributions to the Tieshan Tribe before, and Yao Mu had a good impression of him, so he immediately explained patiently.

"Little brother, let me tell you the truth, a long time ago, I personally experienced a dark night.

I migrated with the tribe back then, and some small tribes did not migrate, or they moved too slowly and were shrouded in darkness.

After the dark night receded, we returned to the original place. All the people and animals of those tribes disappeared, and only blood remained in the place. "

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes moved slightly, and he was very surprised.

Yao Mu added: "As for the five-element divine light, it's also very simple. When the night falls, the five sacred mountains in my Five-Sacred Mountain Division will release holy light to cover the earth.

However, the area covered by the holy light is limited, and can only reach the central area at most.

Therefore, we have to reach the area shrouded in divine light on Jinshen Mountain before the dark night falls. "

Hearing this, Han Feng stopped talking.

Since it was Yao Mu's personal experience, it must be true.

Although he is quite interested in the so-called dark night falling.

But now that his strength has not yet returned to its peak, Han Feng will naturally not take risks easily.

The incident happened suddenly, Han Feng, who wanted to leave, hesitated for a while, and decided to send the Buddha to the west.

Since I was going to go, the central area of ​​Jinshen Mountain.

Now go with the Iron Mountain tribe and send them a ride by the way to avoid accidents.

……

An hour later, the clansmen of the Tieshan Tribe had already packed the luggage of each household on the sand boats.

They also used thick hemp ropes to connect the sand boats, and put the other end on one of the strong, nearly one foot tall beasts that looked like horses and camels.

This is a kind of beast called "pack bull". Although this guy doesn't look like a cow, on weekdays, it is the most important farming partner of the Wu tribe.