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Volume 1 Chapter 211: Recruiting Relatives

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    Chapter 211 Recruiting relatives

    The bright moon is shining brightly, and the cold brilliance is scattered quietly on the boundless mountain forest. The leaves are blown by the evening wind, and the leaves shine as if they were carved from jasper.  Occasionally, a few wild wolves looked curiously at the bright mirror in the sky, and raised their heads stupidly and called out a few times. Their cold howls spread far away, startling a large number of local birds, saying, "Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak."  'There was another commotion for a while.

    It turned out to be an extremely poetic scene.  There is a bright moon, gurgling streams, empty mountains and deep valleys, and the faint fragrance of orchids comes from nowhere.  But in Xia Jie's eyes, this poetic and picturesque quality was compromised.  He knew the details of the bright moon, a man-made war fortress full of violence. Whenever he saw this big metal ball, all Xia Jie could feel was a deep murderous aura, and there was no trace of elegance at all.  ?

    On the other hand, Bai sneaked into this mountain forest that he was very familiar with, stealing the teeth of other chicks while the birds were sleeping, which made Xia Jie even more moved.

    Sitting cross-legged on the rocks at the top of a high mountain, Xia Jie opened his eyes slightly and looked at the bright moon. Xia Jie formed a lotus-like seal with his hands and gently pressed it on his lower abdomen.  Within his body, his elixir fire was blazing, burning a golden ruler that was one foot and two inches long with brilliant golden light.  Where the elixir fire burned, countless cloud patterns fluttered on the golden ruler, and light blue lotus flowers rippled out from the ruler's body, turning into a dense lotus energy outside Xia Jie's body.  This golden ruler was exactly the hush money that Taoist Tongtian paid to Xia Jie when he was blackmailed by Taoist Tongtian when he stopped Xia Jie from going to Anyi last time.  The body of the Golden Ruler is a bit of innate spiritual energy from the undivided time of chaos. It was refined and formed by the original Taoist in the Hongmeng. It is a treasure with infinite power that can be used both offensively and defensively.

    Since getting this treasure, Xia Jie has spent several months slowly refining it every night with the help of a little bit of yin and yang spiritual energy emanating from the sky and the earth. Xia Jie is finally going to complete the sacrifice of this 'Haoyang Ruler'.  This night is a critical moment for success.  The elixir fire burned quietly on the Haoyang Ruler, and a ray of soul gently blended into the ruler. Xia Jie's soul trembled, and the sacrifice was finally completed.

    With a wave of his hand, the small Haoyang Ruler soared into the sky, and the blue lotus flowers were wrapped in quiet blue flames like glass, and silently rushed towards a mountain not far away.  Dozens of lotus flowers wrapped themselves around the mountain with the cyan flames, without even making a sound. A huge mountain nearly a thousand feet high turned into flying ash.  Xia Jie happily took the ruler back and praised in a low voice: "It is indeed a good treasure. The quiet glazed fire is indeed a great Taoist magical power for subduing demons."

    With his right hand forming a sword gesture and moving outward a little, a very thin wisp of blue flame shot out dozens of feet away, burning a piece of rock into ashes.  Xia Jie became increasingly satisfied with the power of Haoyang Ruler.  "Well, my uncle has a good treasure on his hands. When can I ask Master to cooperate again and get a few more treasures?" He chuckled a few words, and a bright red cloud rose in the eastern sky.  It's going to be daylight.

    With a large blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth, Bai, who had a round belly after eating, ran back slowly and excitedly smeared the blood stains on his face on Xia Xia's pants.  Xia Jie smiled, patted Bai's head, picked him up and put him on his shoulders, roared upward, took big steps, and flew away in the air.

    Flying in the sky to control the wind, Xia Jie used his Taoist magical powers and covered thousands of miles in a few strides. In front of him, in a mountain valley, he saw a large village exposed.  This mountain depression is roughly circular in shape, with a diameter of about twenty miles. Countless two-story small buildings made of bamboo and wood fill the open space in the mountain depression.  It was early in the morning, and countless men lazily came out of their bamboo buildings, yawning lazily.  Pieces of smoke emerged from the bamboo building and gathered into a dense mist in the air, letting Xia Jie's familiar aroma of stewed meat and baked corn cakes float far away.

    There is only one avenue leading to the outside world in Shanwa, and the three-story civil structure wall firmly blocks the entrance and exit.  In the arrow tower on the wall of the village, dozens of big men were shouting lazily, waiting for the tribesmen to take shifts.  They were chatting and laughing, and occasionally scratched their hairy chests, revealing the fierce animal head tattoos underneath the hairs.

    Xia Jie descended to the ground more than two miles outside the village gate and strode towards the village gate.  In front of the village gate, a large area of ??forest has been cut down cleanly and is completely deserted.  As soon as Xia Jie came out of the mountain forest, the big men on the wall were already shouting at the same time. Several thumb-thick bamboo arrows shot through the air and shot in a row on the ground less than ten feet in front of Xia Jie.

    On the wall of the village, a strong man with his upper body exposed pointed at Xia Jie and shouted loudly: "What do you do? You are a brother of our Chihu tribe, just tell me your name. If you are a member of our Chihu tribe,  Enemy, your uncle, I will chop off your head and hang it on the village gate to feed the birds!" The strong man waved the long-handled machete in his hand fiercely and let out a proud roar.

    ¡°Oh~~~oh~~~oh~~~¡±

      The strong men on the wall of the village howled like wild beasts at the same time. They waved their weapons enthusiastically and looked curiously at the gorgeously dressed Xia Jie.

    Xia Jie wore a luxurious black robe made of the finest silk and satin from Daxia.  His belt was made of fine gold wire, with a fist-sized oval-shaped cyan jade inlaid in the center. The jade stone exuded a trace of mist, scattering colorful rays in the rays of the morning sun.  In addition, there are more than a dozen pieces of jade that represent Xia Jie's title of knighthood hanging on his belt and cuffs. These gorgeous jade pieces occasionally collide with each other, making a crisp and sweet "ding-ding" sound.

    The big men looked at the gorgeously dressed Xia Jie curiously.  There were several young people in their early teens who were murmuring, thinking about how many women they could get in exchange for the piece of beautiful jade on Xia Jie's belt, or how many fine wines brought by traveling merchants from Tanshan.  They stared at Xia Jie intently, guessing his identity.

    Xia Jie took a long breath and looked at the strong men on the wall. The corners of his eyes suddenly became sore and tears almost fell down.

    Bai quickly wiped the corners of Xia Jie's eyes with his long arms, cried out a few times, wrapped his arms around Xia Jie's neck, and licked Xia Jie's face affectionately with his big tongue.

    "Haha!" Xia Jie laughed softly a few times, and slowly unbuttoned his upper body clothes, revealing his khaki chest that exuded crystal light.  On his chest, a steel-armored Tyrannosaurus head seemed to be rushing out of his body, and a savage and ferocious aura spread faintly from Xia Jie's body.  He roared in a deep voice: "Chihu Tribe, Yunmeng Daze Xilin Tribe, Chihu Tyrannosaurus!"

    ¡®Boom¡¯, there was an uproar on the wall of the village.  At the beginning, the strong man waving a big sword exclaimed: "The Xilin tribe of Yunmeng Daze? Aren't all your villages wiped out by the Dongyi people? Chihu Tyrannosaurus, you are indeed one of our tribesmen.  Ah! But you don¡¯t dress like one of us!¡±

    Xia Jie was full of energy and shouted loudly: "The weather is fierce in Daxia. Under the Li Wu seat in the Daxia witch palace, I am offering sacrifices to the witch Chi Tiger Tyrannosaurus and asking to see the leader of the Chi Hu tribe and the great witch master."

    The sound was as violent as thunder and shook the nearby mountains several times. The men on the wall covered their ears at the same time and exclaimed one by one: "Brother, you have such a loud voice! Hahaha, you are worthy of us."  You are the heroes of the Chihu tribe!" These men laughed happily and quickly opened the village gate.

    The simple mountain barbarians already believed Xia Jie's words when they heard the name Xia Jie reported himself and the name of the Yunmeng Daze Xilin tribe.  This is their brother from the Chihu Clan. When his brother comes, he will naturally open the door to welcome him.  Well, of course, maybe this brother's identity is a bit weird. I've never heard of the fierce weather in Daxia, the Li witch sacrificing witches, etc.  But who cares?  Brother comes, a few pieces of meat, a jar of wine, a quick drink and a fight, isn't that what it is?

    Dozens of strong men came out of the village gate, and Xia Jie also laughed and greeted them.

    According to the rules of the mountain forest, the strongest of these strong men punched Xia Jie hard in the chest.  Xia Jie stood motionless on the spot and violently collided with the man with his chest.  The big man staggered and was almost knocked to the ground by Xia Jie.  Then, all the men laughed, opened their arms one by one, and hugged Xia Jie affectionately.  Brothers from my own tribe are here, what else is there to say?

    After walking quickly for a while, Xia Jie was surrounded by these strong men and rushed outside the huge stone house in the middle of the mountain valley.

    A big man shouted: "Great Wizard, there are brothers from our clan coming."

    There was silence in the stone house for a long time, and finally a hoarse, dry voice came: "It's a brother of my family Chihu Tyrannosaurus, Lord Ji Wu, please come in." The two doors of the stone house slowly opened.  , two giant pythons, more than thirty feet long and full of colorful bodies, slowly crawled out from the door, lazily climbed onto the stone roof and coiled themselves into a ball.  A spark flickered in the dark stone house, several oil lamps were lit, and the spacious stone house suddenly became much brighter.

    A skinny, short, skinny old man who stood about four feet tall and had dark skin was sitting by the fire pit in the middle of the room. He was grabbing a few handfuls of animal bones, throwing them into the fire pit, and lighting a pile of them.  bonfire.  The old man was sitting there cross-legged, just like a short wooden stake, very inconspicuous.  But his two eyes were glowing green, like two big light bulbs.

    Xia Jie was slightly shocked. He didn't expect to meet such a person here.  This old man's level of witchcraft power has reached around the third level of the True Cauldron, and he can be considered a strong master in the mountains and forests of the Barbarian Kingdom.  For a tribe like the Chihu tribe that is dependent on the barbarian country, it is simply unbelievable to have an old wizard with a rank of Ding or above.

    Su Rong walked into the stone house, Xia Jie said respectfullyAccording to the tribal etiquette, he kowtowed to the old man and greeted him respectfully: "Master Wu, I am the Chihu Tyrannosaurus of the Xilin tribe."

    The old man laughed and said softly: "It's true that you are the Tiger Tyrannosaurus, but you are also the sacrificial witch of Li Wu Palace My master is also the shaman of Li Wu Palace. Get up, baby!"

    Xia Jie kowtowed three more times to the old man, paying the highest respect to the old man who guided the Chihu tribe to survive and develop in the mountains and forests. Xia Jie then stood up and sat down by the fire pond.  Why does this old man have such strong strength? He finally got the answer.  He inherited the inheritance of the great witches from Li Wu Temple who wandered around in search of elixirs. He practiced the orthodox secret witchcraft of Li Wu Temple. His natural strength was much more powerful than the witches from other tribes in the mountains and forests.

    The old man nodded, glanced at Xia Jie appreciatively, and said quietly: "He is a hero of our Chihu tribe, but it's a pity that your Xilin tribe"

    With a sigh, the old man lowered his head and threw a few dry animal bones into the fire pit, making the green bonfire in the fire pit even more vigorous.  He said calmly: "When we learned the news, we mobilized all the soldiers to rush to the Xilin tribe. However, dozens of villages in your Xilin tribe were destroyed, and the leader of your Xilin tribe also died in the battle. We  I didn¡¯t make it in time.¡±

    Shaking his head, the old man smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, we didn't catch up. Otherwise, if several large tribes of Dongyi people joined forces to send troops, how could we, the Chihu Clan, defeat them?"

    Xia Jie lowered his head and said helplessly: "Yes, Dongyi people, this debt will have to be settled sooner or later."

    Looking at Xia Jie in ecstasy, the old man was silent for a long time, and then he said with a smile: "Yes, this account must be settled."

    Grabbing an animal bone and gently stirring the bonfire, the old man squinted his eyes and said softly: "There will be 500,000 of the most elite warriors of the Chihu Clan following you to Daxia. They are all our Chihu Clan  clan members. Then, for the Mengshan clan, Fire clan, and Steel clan who are related by marriage to our Chihu clan, I will ask their clan leaders to send the same number of warriors to follow you."

    He stretched out his left hand and gestured: "This is already more than 80% of the warriors from our four tribes. Our tribes are not strong. You need more warriors, and you have to go to Pan Geng."

    Xia Jie looked at the old man in astonishment and asked in surprise: "Master Wu, how do you know"

    Waving his hand, interrupting Xia Jie's question, the old man smiled softly: "Witch, what is a witch? If you can uproot a mountain or break a river, is that a witch? A witch puppet can also do it.  The same thing!" The old man said to Xia Jie seriously: "The real witch does not rely on brute force, but this."

    He tapped his head gently with his finger, and the old man said calmly: "It's a great summer day, and the witch priest from the witch palace is here. If I can't guess what he wants to do, I, the witch master, can't.  Let¡¯s keep doing it to save face.¡±

    He smiled gently at Xia Jie and said, "Tyrannosaurus doll, take our soldiers and leave. No matter what you want to do, remember one thing: treat your people well."

    The old man stood up, walked to Xia Jie, stood on tiptoes and patted Xia Jie's shoulder with great effort, and said with a smile: "Remember, the souls of your ancestors are looking at you. The blood on your body belongs to our Chihu tribe.  Bloodline. In the future, when danger arises, remember to help our tribe pass on the bloodline. Do you understand?" The old man's eyes were pale green, emitting a faint light, as if he could see through all the secrets in Xia Jie's heart.  The gaze was dark, but full of wisdom and wisdom accumulated over hundreds of years.  This look put great pressure on Xia Jie, making him almost breathless.

    This is not a matter of strength. When it comes to strength, Xia Jie can blow this old man to pieces in one breath.  There is a strange power in this old man that far exceeds force, a power that shines with the most moving light in human beings. It is this kind of power that makes powerful practitioners of witchcraft and Taoism like Xia Jie kneel down in sincerity.  .

    In the old man's eyes, there is a long river flowing slowly.  That river water is called years

    Xia Jie knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the old man and said, "Yes, Great Witch Lord."

    He no longer has to say the reason for his visit, no more requests, and no more words.  While Xia Jie was still shouting outside the village gate, the old man had guessed his purpose and proposed his terms of exchange.  What else could Xia Jie say?

    There are many things in this world that cannot be matched by force.

    Xia Jie recalled what the elusive black shadow said to him on that strange night.

    What is a witch?  What does a real witch look like?  Is it a witch who can destroy heaven and earth?

    ¡°Perhaps the old man in front of me represents the real witch.  wisdomWisdom is the spirit of shamanism.

    Half a month later, two million barbarian warriors gathered from all over the mountains and forests with a radius of thousands of miles. These warriors, whose highest strength was only close to the cauldron level, did not ask any questions.  After the old man held a ceremony to pray for them to go on the expedition, two million warriors from the four tribes followed Xia Jie and left the forest where they were born and raised. Just as Xia Jie left the village, they were full of expectations for the future.  hope.  No matter whether there is a mountain of swords or a forest of spears ahead, these warriors with the same blood flowing in their bodies will be Xia Jie's most reliable companions.

    Brothers with the same origin will not betray blood relatives with the same origin.

    Xia Jie led these soldiers to trek through the mountains and forests, all the way through mountains and ridges, heading towards Chiyou Mountain City.

    There, Xia Jie was ready to blackmail Pan Geng, and wanted to knock out all the old foundation of the barbarian country that Pan Geng had.

    He got several thousand kilograms of witchcraft medicine used to control people's souls from Qi Xin's hand, which was enough for him to use.

    A month later, the towering walls of Chiyou Mountain City were clearly visible.

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