All the savage is jealous, I will farm

"What's that place?" Su Yao asked the old priest.

The old priest looked at the bare mountain covered by a thin layer of snow, and quickly gave the answer: "That is the forbidden place of the gods."

It turns out that the collapsed place is in another mountain behind the Huangying tribe. This mountain is somewhat different from the surrounding peaks. The color of the sand in the mountain is a strange blue-red color. Often drinking the water flowing down from that mountain will cause abdominal pain and even die.

"The ancestors said that it used to be a peaceful paradise, but later because it offended the gods, it was deprived of the ability to raise creatures. Only the kala grass will accompany it regardless of the past."

The old priest sang two strange witch words: "The general idea is to keep people away from that place, otherwise it will bring bad luck."

However, the spiritual power released by Su Yao surprised him. The collapsed mountain actually contained metal objects.

"Zhongli, let's go to the deep mountains." Su Yao sent a voice transmission to a man not far away.

This rescue of the Falcon Eagle Tribe caused him to lose a lot of spiritual power, and he has not fully recovered until now. Logically speaking, he should plan well.

But the tribe has developed to the point where bartering can no longer meet the daily needs. No matter what mineral veins appear this time, Su Yao must consider it as currency.

Now that the two have demonstrated their unique abilities in front of everyone, they no longer conceal the use of spiritual power.

Zhong Li took Su Yao to the collapsed place. Although the old priest was a little worried, he firmly believed that the two were the gods themselves, and the forbidden place of the gods was harmless to them.

The two looked down from a high altitude, and the collapsed mountain looked flat and loose, a little barren than the surrounding mountains, and it was not in the same branch system as the surrounding mountains.

Rather, it looked like a foot claw left over from another branch of the mountain system in the distance, and inserted it obliquely into the current branch.

"This makes sense." Su Yao and Zhong Li slowly landed on the mountain below: "Perhaps during the previous mountain changes, this mountain was forced to break here due to some reasons, so there are surrounding mountains. There are no metallic minerals.”

The fractured ore seam is still fresh, with loose gravel and slightly reddish soil on the surface.

Su Yao picked up a piece of ore and used the spiritual fire he cultivated to continuously burn it in his hands. The soil was glassed by the flame, and the minerals inside gradually showed its beautiful color.

Seeing this, Zhong Li grabbed a handful of red clay and forged it like Su Yao did, but in the end the color of the ore left in his hand was exactly the same as Su Yao's.

The high temperature roasted away the impurities in the ore, leaving a pool of round and silvery liquid. Su Yao smiled all over his face: "Is this silver? This mine is actually a silver mine?"

He searched for copper and silver mines up and down the river for so long but failed to find them here. I have to say that helping others is really rewarding sometimes.

Satisfied, Su Yao took out dozens of large bags from the space, and filled them with the soil under his feet.

He wants to bring it back to the tribe and let the craftsmen try to refine the silver inside. If the speed is fast, they may be able to make metal coins before the end of the cold winter.

Seeing this, Zhong Li also put some in his storage ring, planning to take it back to see if he could make some silverware.

After staying in the Wild Eagle Tribe for another five days, the fleet returned with a full load and rushed back to the tribe.

This year's winter is really too cold, and the snowflakes in the sky become denser as we go to the northwest. The old priest, who was exchanging witch doctor skills with Huahong, looked at the soldiers cleaning the snowflakes on the deck and sighed: "Once the snow is over, there will be The Horde of you will never be found again."

Huahong smiled brightly when she heard the words: "Before the arrival of the cold winter, the God Envoy has already notified the surrounding mountains of the God Blessed Tribe, and asked them to be prepared. If they believe it, they will be able to survive."

"If you don't believe me, you can't blame others. In our huge wild mountain range, which cold winter festival didn't some people die? Besides, Lord Shenzi also told them that they can come to our tribe if they really can't. A bit tiring, but God Envoy and God Son are kind-hearted, so they won't really starve to death."

The old priest was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. He remembered that Su Yao had reminded them to store food when they first met, saying that this year's cold winter would be very difficult to live in.

"Forget it, it's the will of the gods anyway." The old priest shook his head and continued to identify witchcraft with Huahong. He was old and couldn't care about so many other people's affairs, as long as Crewe and the Falcon Tribe were healthy.

The fleet went up the Great River and finally reached its destination.

Chu Shan led the soldiers to wait at the newly built pier.

The pier is the simplest wooden structure. Although it is simple, the fleet does not need to pass through the mud bank and water grass, so it is much more convenient to moor.

Su Yao and Zhong Li came out of the big boat first. They were walking side by side, but when they were about to get off the boat, Zhong Li paused and fell behind by half a body.

Su Yao pulled his hand back as if he had sensed something, and the two quickly resumed their posture of walking side by side, and walked down the boat ladder.

"I'm waiting to welcome the envoy, the envoy, and the son of God!" Chu Shan, Su Ya and others saluted together with great momentum and air.

Those slaves who had never seen such a scene and the warriors of the Falcon Tribe were startled, then stunned by the shock, and bowed involuntarily.

"Everyone has worked hard." Su Yao's tone was as gentle and clear as ever: "I have gained a lot from this return, and we will have a bonfire together in the afternoon."

"Yeah!" The crowd cheered together.

The small captains took their team members and slaves to transport the goods on the ship to the long-awaited ox carts and horse carts, and then the soldiers drove back to the tribe.

Crewe brought the warriors of the Falcon Eagle Tribe to the distributed carriage with their food on their backs, and set up a grass shed on the carriage to prevent snow. Poor children.

Not far away, Huahong noticed their embarrassment, trotted over to open the carriage for them, and then gave them the skills of using the carriage and ox cart.

"The old barbarian bull is strong but slow. You can coax it with patience. Wildebeest has human nature, fast but has a good temper. If you don't like it, you can even give you a hoof. You have to be careful to appease it."

Crewe didn't know what to say, but just smirked blindly. The strong and big man reminded Huahong of the fat wild pig she raised.

"Ahem~" Huahong was taken aback by her association, and after saying hello, she led her soldiers to move things.

What they transported and kept were precious medicinal herbs dug and exchanged along the way, as well as special witch medicines. Everything could not be interfered with by others, and they could only be transported carefully by their own people.

The houses in the God Blessing Tribe are well-arranged. Although it snows heavily every day, the first thing every household does when they get up in the morning is to clean the streets in front of their doors to make it easier for everyone to pass.

There is endless snow on the plain, and under the white snow is the lush winter wheat that is nearly a foot long.

The white snow can't cover the green color of the wheat seedlings, and the wheat seedlings with snow caps on their heads look very cute.

Zhong Li took the soldiers to take the lead to transport supplies back, while Su Yao and the old priest walked slowly on the road paved with big green bricks.

The blue bricks are specially made, and there are raised stone edges on the brick surface, which are non-slip in rain or snow.

The rattling sound of ox carts and carriages seemed busy and full of fireworks, and the spirit of each soldier was different.

Suddenly, the old priest thought that he had come to the Kingdom of God, so he saw a scene that he never expected in his life.

The wharf is not far from the road to the checkpoint. Turning around the corner of the mountain, a city wall hundreds of meters wide appears in front of everyone like a giant.

What they saw and heard today was beyond their tolerance. Crewe, the slaves and the others couldn't do anything else. They could only pass through the thick city wall numbly, and then they were shaken by the big tiled buildings inside. Eye.

"By God, have we come to the Kingdom of God?" the slave murmured.

"Kingdom of God, Lord God." "Master God Envoy" "Master God Son"

The whispers of the slaves caused the soldiers who took refuge in them to also call out "Son of God" and "Envoy of God".

Whispers are like waves rushing underwater, although there is no regrettable momentum, they are also eye-catching enough.

The checkpoint has long been renamed as 'East Gate', and the soldiers stationed at the East Gate couldn't help but be overjoyed when they saw their revered God Envoy come back, but no matter how happy they were, none of them left their positions.

The road paved with blue bricks inside is more spacious, and everyone can only hear a long neighing sound from a distance. Looking along the sound, they saw an extremely handsome white-horned horse galloping fast.

With a smile in Su Yao's peach blossom eyes, she put her fingers in front of her lips and whistled, and the white-horned horse roared again, running even faster.

The old priest asked Su Ya who accompanied him: "This wildebeest is really spiritual. Is it the beloved pet of the envoy?"

Su Ya smiled proudly: "That's Yin Sa, the mount of Lord God Envoy, and the only white-horned horse in the tribe."

The white horned horse was right in front of him, Su Yao stepped on the horse and galloped towards the distant plain, his white robe and black hair fluttering in the snow.

Su Ya took the old priest into the carriage that came to pick him up, and he arrived outside the tribe in a short while. As soon as the old priest got out of the carriage, he heard a familiar voice: "Wuluo, you old man, what are you doing in my tribe?" coming?"

It was Wu Ming. He heard the returning soldiers say that his old friend was coming soon, so he waited here early.

Although Wu Luo and Wu Ming haven't seen each other for many years, they traveled together when they were young, and there is not much estrangement between them now.

Wu Luo stroked his beard and smiled: "Now that you have the blessings bestowed by the gods, I will naturally come to share it."

The two elderly people bumped their fists like they did when they were young, and everything is self-evident.

Now there are still some houses in the tribe that are vacant, and the Desolate Eagle tribe and the tribe who have taken refuge are squeezed together to barely accommodate them.

The slaves were placed in the caves where the former slaves lived, and Suya had arranged for someone to teach them the rules of the tribe.

When the fleet returned this time, the combined population of all the tribes was already larger than the population of the most populous big tribes.

In order to facilitate unified management, the tribe is divided into several areas according to the direction of the street, and each is named and distinguished by 'fang'.

At this time, the situation in the major tribes became tense like never before.

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