Counterattack Xiaoxian

Time passed day by day, nothing happened in Yao Shen Palace, and no news came from the clan leader. Ji Lingchu's heart gradually calmed down, and the fight with the yellow-haired boy opened the door to a new world, allowing him to gain confidence. At the same time, I discovered the joy of practicing.

He didn't think much about the weirdness, and just assumed that his body had mutated after traveling here.

The sky was bright that day, and he was concentrating on practicing the "Tat Divine Whip" in the square in front of the Yao Shrine Palace.

There was a circle of thick wooden stakes inserted in the ground. He shuttled between them, splaying his legs to the left and right, and whipping towards the wooden stakes like an iron whip. Each kick was fast and hard, extremely fast. His figure turned like a wheel, and all the wooden stakes All swaying and trembling.

"Ho" kicked out with the last kick, and there was only an explosion, and a wooden stake suddenly broke, revealing fresh wood stubble inside.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Suddenly there was a brisk clapping sound from the sidelines. It turned out that the boy was clapping happily with a bright smile on his face.

Ji Lingchu took the effort and smiled and said to him: "Hua Zang, what's the matter with you coming here?"

The boy revealed his life experience in the chat. He was originally an orphan and was later adopted by the saint. The two became brother and sister.

Huazang Dao explained his purpose. It turned out that the triennial festival of Yao Shrine was about to be held. The saint was injured, and Fengxiang Granny had to take charge of the overall situation, so he had to leave some chores to him.

This is a grand event within the clan, and nothing can be done carelessly. Huazang is busy and busy, so he is here to ask Ji Lingchu to help pick some "silver cypress" fruits from the back mountain. This kind of fruit is an excellent material for making wine. The festival Indispensable.

Ji Lingchu thought that it was not difficult to pick the fruit, it would only take a little effort, so he agreed wholeheartedly, asked about the morphological characteristics of "silver cypress", and went into the mountain carrying a basket of ropes, a short ax for self-defense and other items.

The air in the morning is a bit humid, there is a trace of mist floating in the mountains and forests, and the quiet valley is ethereal. It is just the right time to use the time to climb the mountain to think about life.

After spending a long time with the people in Yao Shen Palace, Ji Lingchu learned some information one after another from their mouths.

It is said that there is a huge mountain range between the heaven and the earth here, which almost runs through the entire continent called "Muyuan". The primeval forest where the Yao Temple is located is called the "Sea of ​​Burial Stars" by the outside world, and it is just a corner of this huge mountain range.

There are hundreds of tribes, large and small, living on the edge of the Buried Star Sea. The Red Spider Tribe is one of them. They all believe in the witch god and call themselves the "You Wu Clan" or "Witch People". They are descendants of the witch god. The difference is that the Red Spider Tribe is The White Witch lineage also has branches such as Black Witch, Red Witch, Jinluo, and Guantou.

The Youwu tribe has not lived here since ancient times, and was once widely distributed on the open plains. But now the owners of that land are the "Fu people". The Fu people are famous for their writing, recording, and painting. The fighting aliens were all exiled to remote barbaric wilderness.

Among them, the war between the Youwu clan and the Fu people was the most brutal. The Youwu clan was about to collapse and be driven out and exterminated.

At a critical moment, a great hero emerged among the shamans who could turn the tide. He united with the shamans of various tribes and set up the "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths God and Demon Array" at the expense of his life to separate the two tribes.

Since then, with the wide and fast "Mu Shui" as the boundary, the Youwu tribe has huddled in the Burial Star Sea to recuperate. Because of the existence of the large formation, outsiders who intrude will be naturally suppressed, and the stronger they are, the more so.

The world gained peace through this funny method, and the large-scale killings came to an end. However, the sporadic battles between the Fu people and the Youwu tribe never stopped, and the grudges and hatreds continued like spring silkworms eating mulberry leaves. Absolutely.

Hundreds of years ago, the "Yuanfu Empire" of the Fu people suddenly rose up and unified the Sangze Plain, commanding a population of hundreds of millions. It was truly prosperous. Later, Younan County was established to govern the vast area south of the south. area, and sent King Shang Yinzong of Xiangnan to lead a large army to guard the border of Mushui.

Regarding the Yuanfu Empire, the shamans still habitually call it "Fuguo" and don't think they will be any different.

The Shang Yin Sect adopted a conservative policy and did not suppress the Youwu clan too much. The relationship between the two parties has eased, but the protracted battle will not end in a day. The Red Spider Tribe is close to Mu Shui and is the first to bear the brunt. The situation they face is very complicated and volatile. Yungui, and Ji Lingchu was caught in the middle.

Why! This is what happened, this is what the situation is, what can he say? You can't go back even if you curse God to death, and you can't change anything. After you finish complaining, you have reached your place.

This forest is quite conspicuous. There are about a thousand tall and sturdy trees growing on the narrow rock ridge. The wood is dark gray in color, the bark is cracked into thin scales, the branches are flat and strong, and the strip-shaped needles are green. The crown of the tree is like a stretched pagoda. The mountain wind blows and the wave-like leaves shine with silver light, which is so beautiful.

Isn't this a silver fir?

He stepped forward and touched it with his hand to make sure he was right. Silver fir is an extremely rare and endangered plant on earth. It grows in large numbers here. The fruit of this tree is oval, dark brown, with short transparent stems on it. Mao, I’ve never heard of making wine before, maybe it’s because of the different varieties.

After looking at it, he found that these silver firs were about twenty or thirty meters high, so he put a rope on the trunk, climbed to the crown of the tree, and started picking fruits.

It was almost noon when he had two full baskets of harvest. He wiped his sweat and prepared to keep up his efforts. Suddenly he heard a faint whistling sound intermittently. A large group of birds were frightened, and they fluttered their wings and fled away. The crown of the silver fir tree was a little further away. It shook violently one after another, and then turned into a scream that passed through the hall, quickly approaching...

He didn't know why, so he quickly went down to the bottom of the tree, stood up straight, and held the ax firmly in both hands, ready to stand. He caught a glimpse of a gray shadow, and a lean animal landed three feet in front of him like the wind.

He was startled. If he saw it correctly, it should be a monkey. It was less than one meter tall, with a gray body and a silver streak on its chest. It was really amazing that such a small thing could make such a big move.

The little monkey has a round nose and round eyes, and looks cute and cute. It rubbed its eyes with its furry paws and called out "Zhizhi" twice, as if to say, "Why haven't I seen you?"

Ji Ling was initially struck by the cuteness and stuck out his tongue at the little cutie. However...he immediately regretted it. Later someone told him that sticking out his tongue is equivalent to provocation to monkeys.

Suddenly, the little monkey turned his face, his facial features squeezed into a ball, screamed, and stretched out a sharp claw to grab his eyes. Before the claw could reach him, the back claw had already been swung out.

Ji Lingchu screamed and dodged his front paws, but his back paws hit his right shoulder like a mace. He felt like his whole body was electrocuted. He slid backwards and didn't stop until he hit a tree. The corners of his mouth twitched and he endured the pain. When he looked down, he saw five deep claw marks on his shoulder, dripping with blood.