The Great Wild God

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Chen Xun bid farewell to his grandfather and walked out of the stone house. The sky was dark. Several bonfires were lit in front of the stone hall, but Nan Li and Zong Sang were still in the square, guarding the pile of soldiers.

"Uncle Zongsang, Uncle Nanli, why are you still here?" Chen Xun asked.

"This, this," Zongsang touched his head, pointed to a pile of armor on the ground, stammered, "Isn't anyone taking these things for you yet? Where are you going to get them? Uncle Bang you."

Chen Xun couldn't help laughing. He really wanted to help him move this pile of armor to his shack. There was no need to wait until now, and there was no need for Zongsang and Nan Li, the only remaining high-ranking barbarians to be here.

Chen Xun had a heavy-handed spear, and picked up a black scabbard, a longbow, ten pots of iron arrows, and a pair of scale armor in his hand. He pointed to the remaining armor and said: "The rest, Even the protection fee I gave to the stockade!"

"Protection fee?" Zongsang didn't know what was the protection fee?

"People from the Black Mountain Ministry bullied me, Uncle Zongsang, you have to help me." Chen Xun said.

"Yeah, yeah," Zongsang understood, he nodded quickly, patted his chest and said, "Gu Hu, the bird, if you dare to bully you, Uncle will break his eggs."

Excited enough to hide it, Zongsang shouted and asked the people who were hiding to watch the situation to come out and help.

"Boys, don't hide. Ah Xun said that these soldiers have been handed over to the stockade as protection fees. You will all come out for the Lord and move these to the stone hall. We will discuss how to divide them at night..."

Zongsang couldn't wait to share the spoils.

Nan Li blushed a little, coughed twice, thinking of concealing his embarrassment, but the clansmen on the left and right rushed up and surrounded Chen Xun and praised him: "A Xun is a good baby. I think about everything in the stockade. Uncle didn't watch You are wrong."

"If you dare to bully you anymore, those counselors in the Black Mountain Ministry can only tell Uncle. The children of the Wumeng Ministry can only be beaten by their family members, and no one outsiders can beat them."

"You even beat your own baby, you can beat Ah Xun? That awesome Gulei in the Black Mountain is called Ah Xun kill. Can you be more awesome than Gulei?"

Seeing a bunch of people waiting to hold up the bow, spear and sword armor on the ground, Nan Li could only laugh twice.

Thirty heavy front spears, thirty scabbard knives, twenty middle-rank martial artists in the stockade, one shot and one hand can be more.

The iron-feet giant bow, which is a thousand catties of force, is a sharp weapon that the black python has never had before.

Going into the mountains to hunt, the scales are not of much use, but what about fighting among the tribes?

With this batch of soldiers, which of the surrounding tribes dares to oppress the black mang, he will surely kill others.

Zongsang couldn't wait to pick up a heavy front spear and swung it a few times. The black gods revealed by the shadows of the spears were as real as they could be suppressed, almost breathless, and they retreated.

"Fuck it, it's so cool!" Zong Sang yelled in excitement, put down the heavy spear, and took up the iron-feet giant bow, pulling the strings to try.

When the string was loosened, there was a thunderous trembling sound, which made people not suspect at all. There was an arrow on the string, which must have caused the rock to fall apart.

Regardless of Zongsang's excitement as a child, Chen Xun walked back to the shack, holding the armor and silk book.

He drew out the black scabbard, Qingfeng's blade was three feet long, facing the moonlight spilling in from the shack wall, scattering the awe-inspiring cold light.

I don't know what kind of iron material is cast. The black sheath knife is not awkward at all. The knife shape is straight and smooth, but it weighs 30 or 40 catties when it is held in the hand. The hard iron oak wood is also cut and broken.

Chen Xun felt that if he entered the mountain this time, he would not be so embarrassed if he could fight with the blue-eyed eagle with such a long sword in his hand.

An iron-feet giant bow requires a thousand catties to pull the string.

Chen Xun pulls the iron bow now without any problems, but when the string stretches like a moon, he feels that the muscles on his back are stretched greatly, and he secretly stretches the bow to train his muscles. This is really not for nothing.

Chen Xun had two or three kilograms of strength on his arms at this time, but he stretched the iron bow five or six times in a row, and felt sore and unsustainable. He thought that Zong Sang and Nan Li were the only ones. High-level brutal martial arts can be unrestricted, and shoot a pot full of iron arrows in the shortest time, right?

It is also due to the cunning and pure blood of the black scales eaten by the soul sacrifice beast feast, which greatly increases the strength of the barbarians in the village, otherwise there will be no people who can use these iron-feet giant bows.

However, what Chen Xun cherished more than these soldiers was the ten volumes of "Canglan Zalu" he replaced.

"Canglan Miscellaneous Records" is naturally not a mystery secret book, it records all the geographical features of Canglan west of Tushan Mountain.

Chen Xun asked the six-armed troll to bring this place, and he had never been able to walk out of a hundred miles.

Although there are some animal skin books in the Wumeng Department, Manwen's records are very simple, and even the well-known Wugongzong pictures are limited to the surrounding Mangyaling.

Chen Xun only got a general understanding of this world after obtaining the "Remnants of Taoism" written by Taoist Qingmu and combining with the previous silk book "Western Wilderness Classic".

However, in "The Remnant of Taoism", more records are the notes of Taoist Qingmu and Yunzhou practitioners discussing foundation building practice, and there are only a few descriptions of Yunzhou, the Western Desolation, and Canglan.

And these ten volumes of "Canglan Miscellaneous Records" have a more detailed introduction from the geography of mountains and rivers, tribal villages, fishing, hunting, farming and herding, and even the various types of barbarians cultivated by the tribes. Short Encyclopedia.

For Chen Xun, who ultimately wants to get out of Mangyaling and want to know the world more deeply, "Canglan Zalu" is extremely precious.

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There are fifty or sixty tribes living in the wild mountains north of Mangyaling.

The small one is more than a thousand people; the big one is more than ten thousand people.

No tribe has enough strength to dominate Beishan and call other tribes to surrender.

Without the advent of Tianman, for tribes large and small in the northern mountains of Mangyaling, in addition to the large number of tribes, the key to determining their strength depends on the number of middle and high-level brutal weapons in the tribe with enlightened spirits.

The Black Mountain tribe has more than 5,000 tribes, and it is already a big tribe in Mangyaling Beishan. However, if Gu Chen and Gu Hu are counted, there are only 20 middle-upper-level barbarians who have enlightened the soul.

In the battle in the deep mountains and valleys, the two mid-level pinnacles were killed and maimed. For the Black Mountain Ministry, it was an unacceptable heavy blow.

Especially Gu Lei, the wild soul Shenhua have cultivated to the extent of expatriation, if it were not for the death of the valley and the dense forest, as long as there are two or three years of fire tempering and advance to the upper-level barbaric martial arts, it will be the Black Mountain Ministry to suppress the black pythons, The new force that dominates the surrounding mountains.

The soul sacrifice beast feast, the Wu Mang martial arts and children, eat the cunning flesh and blood that is full of life essence, even the Su clan regarded as a rare treasure, not only the core wild martial arts such as Zongsang and Nan Li have greatly increased their strength, three Within the month, there were four more enlightened savage savage savage souls, which was something Wu Mang had not had in the past 30 years.

And the exchange of this batch of armor from the Su Clan's hands is even more so that Wu Mang Manwu's strength has increased by a mile.

In terms of the number of tribes, Wumeng is only a small tribe in the northern mountain of Mangyaling, but in terms of its absolute strength, it is first-class in the northern mountain of Mangyaling.

After Su Qingfeng left, the Montenegrin department did not mention the death and death of the two middle-level brutal fighters. Even after the fall, the hunting team of Montenegro never appeared on the south bank of the Yema Creek. In fact, it was approaching the south of the Yema Creek. The valley twenty miles deep let out.

The hunting area of ​​Wumang can extend nearly twenty miles to the periphery of Mangyaling, which is of great significance.

Although the ferocious birds and beasts in the deep mountains of Mangyaling contain pure life essences, they are a great supplement for brutal martial arts training, but hunting ferocious birds and beasts also means more danger.

Wu Mang has more than a hundred wild martial arts, and only 20 enlightened wild souls.

In the deep mountain where the stone nest of Qingyan Diaoxi Valley is located, Zongsang, Nanlian and others are not incapable of leading the hunting team to enter, but for the sake of the village, they rarely go into the depths of Mangyaling to hunt so deep. In the final analysis, they are afraid. Encountering wild animals that are incapable of the enemy, and suffering heavy losses that are irreparable.

It can even be said that as long as Zongsang and Nan Li have an accident, the balance of power between Wu Mang and Heishan will be broken.

On the periphery of Mangyaling from Wumeng Shizhai to the south, although there are not many pure-and-flesh ferocious beasts to hunt, the valleys nearly 20 miles deep are relatively safer, and ordinary brutal warriors can lead teams to fish and hunt. Animals, collecting wild fruits, wild vegetables and herbs.

During the flood season, Yema Creek will be flooded and the low valleys are not suitable for living. However, after the floods recede, the silted black soil is very fertile. The vegetation grows vigorously and many wild grains are grown, which can be collected after autumn for winter Food storage in the country; also attracts many birds and beasts to inhabit and multiply in the valley.

If you can fully control this valley, there will be no problem with the winter food storage of more than a thousand people of Wumang.

Gathering and hunting, etc., were handed over to ordinary martial artists, and after the fall, the 20 middle-to-upper rank martial artists of Wu Mang were divided into two teams.

One team stayed in the stockade and was responsible for savage training and other matters, organizing defenses, defending against raids by fierce birds and beasts and other tribes; the other team formed a more elite hunting team and entered the depths of Mangya Ridge to hunt down those flesh and blood. Pure fierce birds and beasts go to the deep mountains and ridges to look for elixir and weeds for the savage martial arts training.

Some of the younger children in the stockade gathered together to practice martial arts and read and read martial arts.

During this period of time, Chen Xun no longer went into the mountains every day to look for herbs, but only went into the mountains with the hunting team every three to five days, and spent more time in the village to practice.

He has now doubled the essence of Qi and blood in his body, his training speed has been much faster, and he has officially entered the fifth level of Barbaric Martial Arts, but it takes a process to temper his entire body to the peak of iron casting.

As for Barbarian Soul training, it is very easy to visualize the Dapeng Fist in the Sea of ​​Souls, but it is still somewhat reluctant to visualize the Nine Nether Barbarian Soul. One visualization can remove the blood and spirit in the body.

The counter-scale blow was really violent, and it simply didn't leave a little room for myself.

Once shot, either the enemy will die or the enemy will die.

Whether he was traveling with the hunting team or staying in the stockade to practice martial arts, Chen Xun not only practiced bow and arrow diligently, but also spent a lot of time to read "Canglan Miscellaneous Records".

Although the Yunzhou script is of the same origin with the Barbarian script, it is a category of pictographic and ideographic characters, but it is much more complicated.

Chen Xun practiced Dapeng Secret Boxing and translated the skills written in Yunzhou words into barbaric texts through reverse pushes. In fact, they only practiced the fist movements to transfer the mind, breath, blood and energy. The experience, such as running vigorously, is written in Manwen instead of strictly translating Yunzhou text.

However, in the ten-volume silk book of Canglan Zalu, the first volume is similar to the content recorded in the Western Wilderness Classic. This actually provides Chen Xun with a "dictionary" for inter-translation of Yunzhou characters and barbaric characters.

In the two or three months after the fall, Chen Xun read through the ten volumes of "Canglan Zalu" through repeated scrutiny and comparison.

It's just that Zongsang and Nan Li didn't know Chen Xun's hard work. They thought that after he gradually recovered his memory, he would naturally recognize these Yunzhou characters.