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Chapter 69 Chapter 69
Ramon stood quietly at the bottom of the steps, waiting for instructions from the leader.
He ran into Devon outside the door before. Devon said that he had already given the packet of small pink particles to the leader, but the leader didn't say much to him. He came in and reported the affairs of the boy and the human tribe, focusing on the seemingly very hard stone wall. The leader did not immediately speak, but he did not let him leave.
Haisen dipped a little bit of red salt into his mouth, and after savoring it for a while, he finally said, "It's the smell of the sea."
"Sea? Chief, you mean those humans come from the sea?"
Haisen, who is in his prime and whose body muscles are like sculpted lines, shook his head, "The sea is so far away, even I can't reach it in a short time, let alone human beings."
I heard that even the strongest and most powerful leader in the clan cannot swim into the sea in a short time. Ramon became more and more curious about the mysterious sea. Legend has it that their clan also came from the place called the sea. The sea is said to be incomparable. The vast world is almost as vast as the sky, but the clan witch said that the sea is too far away from them. Even if they can swim back to the sea, they will be dephosphorized because of fatigue, and there are many dangers along the way.
For the mermaid, dephosphorization means illness, or even death in severe cases. But even so, Ramon still wanted to swim into the sea to take a look.
"There is a lake in the south of this land, where the water is pale red, and there will be a kind of spar like this on the lake. I once wanted to take it down, but..." Haisen seems to have some confusion. "There is the territory of the human face Kunpeng. They have a bloodline there since ancient times. The adult birds will lay eggs there and nurture the young birds. When the young birds can prey, they will leave. And the young birds grow up again. I will go back to the territory of the human face Kunpeng in the sea, and come back again when I have a partner and are ready to lay eggs.
When Ramon heard the human face bird, he immediately curled his mouth. He hated the big bird. He often came to catch fish without saying anything. He wanted to prey when he saw them.
"I remember seeing that young bird flying in the sky not long ago. It should not have reached adult size. If the human face bird did not leave, where did the humans get this spar particle?" Haisen knocked with one hand. Knock on the knee, stand up from the stone bed, and slide down the steps.
Ramon guessed, "Could it be those humans who killed..."
"Impossible! Although the human-faced bird is still a young bird, it cannot be killed by ordinary humans. Maybe..." Haisen thought of a possibility.
Ramon looked up at him.
"Perhaps the human face bird has entered a period of growth and sleep, and those humans do not know that it is the place of the human face bird, and stole the salty spar from the human face bird. If so, it is possible."
"Then what should we do? Is it expelled? Or ignore them?"
Haisen, who was more than half a head taller than Ramon, turned his head and asked him, "Have you seen warriors in the human tribe?"
"That boy is a second-level fighter." Ramon thought about it carefully and replied, "Others didn't see it, but few people stayed there. Maybe there were fighters among those who went out to hunt."
"You can become a second-level fighter at a young age. Either this young man has a higher status among those people, or this human tribe is very powerful." There seemed to be some interest on Haisen's face.
"But the boy looks very friendly." Ramon said kindly to the boy who grilled them fish and gave them gifts.
Haisen glanced at him with a half-smile, and Ramon quickly made a serious gesture.
Haisen snorted, "Observe first. The Red Lake is far away from us. It will be more troublesome for us to obtain this kind of particles. Moreover, this particle has been refined, and we don’t know how to refine it, so it’s better to exchange it with humans for the time being. The soldiers on patrol carefully observe the sky to see if the human face bird has really entered the sleep period."
"Yes."
Just before Ramon took the order to leave, Haisen suddenly said again: "Allow all the fighters in the clan to be prepared. If those humans are abnormal, immediately kill them! Don't keep any of them!"
Ramon's face strained, "Yes!"
In the Jiuyuan tribe's residence, Wuchen, who was allowed to enter the priest's tent, took a peek at the priest, and couldn't help taking another look.
Yan Mo touched the big swelling bag on his forehead, and scolded the guide in his heart as a dog-blood spray. Usually, the injury will soon be healed, but this swelling bag has not disappeared until now. He applied the medicine and it was useless. .
"Sir, did you... bump into it?" Wuchen raised his finger to his forehead.
"Ah, I just thought about it accidentally."
"It looks so painful." Wuchen sympathized.
Yan Mo resisted the urge to cut open something, waved to the little guy, smiled softly, "Come here."
The hair on Wuchen suddenly exploded. He didn't understand what was wrong, but he felt a hint of danger instinct.
But here is the tent of the priest, where will the danger come from? Wuchen couldn't figure it out.
"Wuchen?"
Wuchen quickly agreed, walked to Yan Mo and stopped two steps away, and watched Yan Mo sitting. He naturally sat down on the ground. Usually they did not give special instructions in class. He also carried the sand table. .
"Get closer."
"Yes."
Yan Mo held down the forehead of the child who was sitting in front of him again, his face straightened, and said solemnly: "I have a very important knowledge to teach you today."
The priest's serious expression and tone immediately affected Wuchen children, Wuchen straightened his back involuntarily, and the hairs on the back of his neck were still exploding.
"This has something to do with the blood heritage."
Wuchen opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened.
"What I told you today, you must not say it without my permission, do you understand?"
Wuchen nodded vigorously.
"You are a good boy. After many days of observation, I plan to accept you as a disciple."
Seeing Wuchen's incomprehension, Yan Mo smiled: "You and Big Eyes were only my students before. From now on, I will not say that those who are accepted as disciples are only students. Students can learn my knowledge, but they can't get my true knowledge. Only disciples can have access to higher knowledge and inheritance. Now I ask you, do you want to continue to be my student or be my disciple?"
Yan Mo's question is too cunning. As long as Wuchen's mind is not bad, would he not choose his disciple?
I do! I do! Wuchen was so excited that the first word was stuck in his throat for a long time, the more anxious he became, the more he couldn't say it.
"Don't worry, I know your mood, but you have to think well and be my disciple. The rules are very strict. Listen to these rules and think you can abide by them. It's not too late to promise."
"Yes." Wuchen finally suffocated a word, and was afraid of Yan Mo's misunderstanding, he couldn't help nodding, expressing how much he wanted to be his true disciple in his heart.
When Yan Mo was telling his first disciple about the rules of entry, he slammed his face outside the tent where the woman was imprisoned, and she heard the cry of the woman.
The guard warrior saluted him and slammed back.
He opened the curtain violently and went in, and said with a little impatience: "Why do you always cry and cry?"
The woman inside wiped her tears and raised her head.
Seeing the woman's face suddenly, the anger disappeared a lot inexplicably.
Originally, Yuan Zhan took people to the woods and found a soil slope, made a hole and locked the woman in it. Without giving her food, he threw her a tattered animal skin coat and asked her to use what she taught her clan. Ability to exchange food.
He saw her freezing pitifully in the cave, gave her a kind of fire, and helped her raise the fire.
This woman is not always untouchable, just like the ability to fight is not always available. When a woman can't support that layer of defense, he gives her plenty of food and naturally puts her to sleep.
This woman seemed a little reluctant, but which slave was willing to follow her master?
Meng originally thought that the woman was brought back by Zhan, and she looked good, and she would definitely be taken as a second slave by Zhan. He didn’t even think of Zhan but didn’t intend to take this woman, and said that she waited until she told her all the skills she taught her clan Kill her afterwards.
He was a little reluctant. He felt that this woman not only looks good, but also has a gentle personality, very similar to Kusachi.
He was suffocated a long time ago, and Zhan and the priest are sleeping, he can only look at him and stare at him... now he can't even see it.
So he told Yuan Zhanming that he wanted this woman, Zhan thought for a while and agreed, but asked him to look after this woman and be careful about her.
After speaking, he saw this woman as his own slave, and did not starve her or freeze her later. And the woman was willing later, and even took the initiative to serve him.
So Zhan Hemo left and asked him to evacuate all the Awu people from the vicinity of the Nine Winds Lair before leaving, he took the initiative to release the woman from the cave and brought them to the Awu community.
But because Zhan told him to be careful of this woman, he did not give her freedom, but still let people watch her.
"You're here." Dofield looked at Meng with an eyesight.
This look makes Meng very comfortable.
With tears on his face, Dofei said softly, "Because I'm feeling the passing of life. Whenever a creature dies, I will feel the sadness and reluctance of their souls. Do you understand?"
After a daze, she shook her head and asked her, "Are you hungry? I brought you meat, but it was not freshly baked."
Dofei choked, and immediately grateful after receiving the barbecue: "Thank you, you are a good person."
"Can you stop crying anymore?" He frowned, he was not used to such a weak woman who likes to cry. Yes, weak, obviously this woman awakened her bloodline ability, but she felt weak. Unlike the women in the Yuanji tribe, even the most useless and timid are not touched by weakness, including the Awu women.
If I call you, come here, do I still need to cry to attract attention? Dofei was also helpless.
"I heard that you cured the black-skinned bad leg?" asked the sharp stick head into the ground. The frozen ground was hard, but it also gave him a hard pit.
Dofei nodded and looked at the stick and said a little nervously: "Did I do something wrong? I just think he looks painful and feels sad that his left leg can no longer walk, so I helped him."
"Your ability is healing?" He learned the word healing from Xiao Momo.
"Do you know the ability?" Dofei looked surprised, and then said as if suddenly remembering: "By the way, the person who rescued me has also awakened the bloodline ability."
"Oh? How do you know?" Meng felt surprised. Zhan didn't meet women many times, and he never used his abilities in front of her. Then... how could women know?
Dofei clenched her right hand, and turned it strangely, "Don't you know? The tattoos on the soldiers' faces can tell us a lot."
"I know that one more tattoo means that the warrior level will be raised by one level. Could it also mean that the bloodline ability has awakened?"
"Of course." In order to gain a fierce favor, Dofei said truthfully, "Have you ever noticed that there are changes in tattoos and colors?"
He touched his face violently, he hadn't really noticed this, even if he noticed, he only thought it was normal.
Dofei explained to him: "Usually we divide fighters into three categories, one is purely armed fighters, such as you; one is capable fighters; the other is a combination of the two, such as the one who saved me back."
"How to tell?"
"The color of the tattoo of a purely armed fighter is black, the tattoo of a capable fighter is blue and blue, and the combination of the two is blue and black. For example, the soldier who rescued me back, he..."
"He is called Zhan, you can call him the leader." The sacrifice ceremony for the formation of the tribe has not been held, and the original war has not indicated that he is the future tribal chief, but the Menghe Awu people have regarded him as the leader.
Dofei gently complied, "Yes, for example, the leader has three small triangle tattoo marks on his cheekbones on his left cheek, and the first two marks from left to right are blue and black, which shows his bloodline ability and body. The quality has reached the second level, and his third mark is still black, indicating that his physical fitness has skipped the second level to reach the third level, but the bloodline ability has not yet. If his third mark is cyan, Then it means that his bloodline ability has reached level three, but his physical fitness is only level two."
"Physical fitness?" Meng didn't understand.
"It is the health of the body and the performance of pure force, including the strength, flexibility, flexibility, quickness of the body, and the lethality performance of the reaction speed. Generally, once a fighter with good physical fitness awakens his bloodline ability, his ability It’s going to be strong and it will improve quickly."
I suddenly understood, "So, what else can you see from the tattoo besides the color?"
"The range of abilities is not certain, such as the triangle mark on the face of the leader. I don't know what abilities it represents." Dofei probed carefully.
Meng replied indifferently: "The ability to fight is to control soil and rocks. He is very powerful!" Meng didn't think this was a secret, anyway, as long as this woman walks with him, she will naturally know in the future.
"Oh? Control the soil and rocks? How much can the leader control? How does he control generally? To what extent can it be done?"
"I'm not sure, why are you asking this? Do you really like war?" I suddenly thought, next time I can use this woman with Zhan, just like he and his brother Hunting have Xia Fei together. But he was still a little unhappy in his heart, he wanted to have a slave that belonged only to him.
Dofei shook his head quickly, "No, I just thank him for saving me, I want to repay him, so I am curious about him, I, I am not... you know, I am yours now, I..."
Dofei lowered her head shyly.
Meng's face was weird, "Are you grateful for the war?" After he deliberately refused to give you food, and deliberately frozen you?
"Of course." Dofei nodded affirmatively. "Although the leader imprisoned me at first, it was not very kind to me, but I know that to the leader, I am just a stranger. He didn't know whether I was dangerous. For me, I can understand."
"The same was picked up by Zhan, but you and Xiao Momo are really different." Muttered fiercely.
"Xiao Momo?"
He violently said: "Our priest, don't look at his young age, but he is very powerful, knowing more than the old priest."
"Really? I really want to see him." Dofei's eyes flashed brightly. People who were picked up like her still know a lot and are not very old, so is the other party just like her, who accidentally fell into this barbaric land? Maybe she can...
Suddenly he felt it, and stared at Dofei's face for a while.
Dofei didn't know what he said wrong, but his face looked back calmly and fiercely. This man looks reckless, but maybe he is not as controllable as she thought? But does she have other options now?
No matter how she behaved in front of that battle, whether it was weak, tough or seductive, the other side seemed to have not seen it, and she always felt that the other side looked a little bit disgusted with her eyes?
This made her very puzzled, and it also made her quite frustrated. Fortunately, she finally recovered a little self-esteem here.
Lord Yuan Zhan, who disliked the princess's feet and looked out of his eyes, returned to his residence with a large number of prey on the fourth day of leaving.
The left-behind personnel caused a sensation, and the whole residence became lively.
A joyful smile appeared on everyone's face, not only because there were so many prey that might be eaten for the beginning of spring, but the most important thing was that none of the hunters lost their lives this time, and all of them returned home.
As a priest, Yan Mo naturally greeted him.
Seeing Yuan Zhan and many warriors looking at him with expectation and excitement, Yan Mo folded his hands together, crossed his middle finger, ring finger and little finger, and folded his index finger and thumb relative to each other into a hand/gun shape, facing everyone, half-closed his eyes. There was a word in the mouth: "Thank Pangu for blessing everyone to return safely, and the evil spirits and grievances will retreat! May the future be a good harvest and the people will stay away from hunger and disease."
Others could not understand what he was talking about. They only saw that he was serious and weird, thinking that he was praying for the returning warriors and souls.
Wuchen and the other three children watched him move, and secretly learned from him, especially Wuchen. Now he looks at Yan Mo as if he is watching. He used to admire Yan Mo, but now he has changed from admiration to blind fanaticism.
Yan Mo kept his hands high in the same posture and raised his head, as if he was talking to the sky. After a while, he put down his hands and exhaled a foul breath.
The crowd suddenly roared.
Yan Mo was taken aback, but he didn't show it. He just looked at the guy who roared the happiest and loudest, Yuan Zhan punched his chest vigorously, and strode towards him.
Don’t come over, don’t come near me! Yan Mo couldn't help thinking silently in his heart, and motioned the other party to stop with his eyes.
I didn't see the original battle statue, but walked to Yan Mo's side, and suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged him heavily.
Yan Mo wanted to push him away and give him another shot, but in full view, he had to protect the face of the leader of Yuan Zhan. He could only grit his teeth to make him hug and hug, and the hug became tighter.
"Have you enough?" Yan Mo whispered angrily in his ear.
Yuan Zhan wanted to squeeze the priest’s ass, but everyone was watching them. He couldn't just get started like this, so he had to let go of him, "I shot a lot of prey back."
Well, I knew it. It's okay not to mention this. When I mention this, Yan Mo thinks of the swelling on his forehead that has finally disappeared, and his poor nose. He was sympathized by Wuchen children, okay?
"A lot!" The original battle accented.
Yan Mo grinned with a smirk, "My Chief Chief, you are really amazing, I really thank you! My gratitude to you is like the stars in the sky!"
"Then... let me sleep at night?"
"Okay." Yan Mo agreed with a smile.
The original battle froze for a moment, and then he was proud of it. Sure enough, he still had to prey more. Women like strong and powerful warriors, not to mention priests. If he wants to sleep with the priest, he will naturally be stronger and stronger than other fighters!
"I will catch more prey in the future!" Yuan Zhan firmly assured that he would never starve his priest.
Yan Moduo wanted to use a brick to smash the man who was looking down at him across his face, but he smiled and said, "We will go into the tent and talk about it slowly."
The person has something to say:
Dofei: Huh~~ Master Yan Mo, I’ve been to you for a long time, but I’m not a bad person, really~~
Yan Mo: Chop a foot for me, and I will accept you as my deputy!
Dofei:...
Yuan Zhan: Come, wipe your saliva. What's so good about that foot? It's all thick-skinned, and it won't taste good after cooking. It costs chaihe!
Dofei... Being an old lady is a bully, isn't it? Wait for me!