Chapter 12: : Black Mountain tribe, two monks!

The next day, the sky was clear and the wind was clear.
Last night, the wind screamed, and the torrential rain fell all night, and Huo Lala stopped at dawn.
Green hills are continuous, emerald green like the sea, covered by dense vegetation, the soil exudes a freshness after rain, and is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and ripe fruits. The white stone in front of the tribe village has been washed clean, and there are small The clear stream gurgled along the rocks.
"Sister, I want to follow you too, Grandpa, just let me go!"
The little stone fell Mu Tianyin's arm and refused to throw it away.
Because Illusory Sword Sect set up a trial platform in Yuncheng, Mu Tianyin and Gu Jun and other Qingshan tribes of thirty or forty people were all ready to rush to join in the fun.
Xiang Heng looked helplessly at Mu Tianyin, and finally touched Little Stone's head, and patted it amusedly, "Then you can just go and play, but be obedient and not allowed to run around."
"Great!"
Little Stone was very happy, his round face smiled with two dimples.
Mu Tianyin chuckled her lips, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will take care of the little stone."
"Patriarch!"
"Grandpa."
A group of people smiled and urged each other in front of the Qingshan tribe. Suddenly a few people rushed up outside the village, their expressions were gloomy, and everyone looked at the few people in a hurry, wondering how they were rushing.
Xiang Heng's eyebrows sank, "What's the matter?"
The young man in black animal skins ran to everyone as soon as possible, supported his legs with both hands, and after a few breaths, he said to everyone, "I just got a news, do you know that the Black Mountain Tribe just measured two A monk!"
"what?"
Everyone looked at each other, surprised.
There are no more than three monks from the five tribes, one is two, and they are all in the Heishan tribe that has never been in harmony with them. How could things be like this!
"This, this is not the most important thing." Then the man who ran to panted, swallowed heavily, and added, "You don't know, it is said that these two people have extremely extraordinary aptitudes, and they were directly caught by the magic sword. The elder of Zong has been accepted as a disciple!"
"How is it possible, where is such a coincidence?" Gu Jun's eyes widened.
Generally speaking, the monks who are just getting started do some miscellaneous work in the sect, starting from the outer room disciples at the bottom!
It is really rare to be directly accepted as a disciple by the elders, not to mention that it is still a big sect like the Magic Sword Sect, and the level is even more strict, even the royal family of the dynasty cannot break this rule.
From this point of view, the qualifications of the two are absolutely excellent!
"Is it true?"
"Stop hearsay?"
The vast majority of people in the tribe are skeptical, why don't they know there are such powerful people in the Black Mountain tribe.
The young man in black animal skins slapped his legs and said roughly, "This can still be fake. What happened last night is absolutely true. I am afraid that everyone in Yuncheng knows it now." "
Yuncheng is not big, it is a small city with only tens of thousands of people. Such news can be regarded as a big event in this remote small city. It is like getting a high-ranking official, and people have long been talking about it.
"That should be true."
Everyone sighed, but also worried.
Because the Heishan tribe acts very extreme, and has always been at odds with them. In the past, when the conflict was caused by their Qingshan tribe, the Heishan tribe did not dare to be too arrogant.
The current situation is worrying!
The thin black wooden mask covered half of her cheek, and Mu Tianyin was still dressed in simple coarse linen. At this moment, her brows under her mask frowned insignificantly, and then she slowly asked, "Do you know Who is it?"
"Yes." Gu Jun echoed the voice.
He basically knows the people of the Black Mountain tribe, and if it's those enemies, I'm afraid he has to be more on guard.
"This—" the young man scratched his head, and then said in embarrassment, "I just heard that we came over and ran too fast, so I forgot to ask about it, but I heard them say that they are a man and a woman, all ages. Not big, in his early twenties."
"One man and one woman." Mu Tianyin nodded thoughtfully.
Gu Jun wiped his face and looked at the dark-eyed old man beside him. He was also a little nervous, "Grandpa, do you think we should take precautions now."
The Heishan tribe now has two monks, with the Magic Sword Sect behind their backs. Wouldn't it be easy to destroy the Qingshan tribe and just wave your hands? What should I do now!
"Don't worry for now." Xiang Heng's eyebrows trembled, and Mu Tianyin's eyes met, and he said after a moment of indulgence, "The Cultivation Sect has never allowed me to interfere with mortal affairs. They will not be so arrogant, at least temporarily Yes, don't worry, you go to Cloud City first."
"Good." Mu Tianyin pursed her red lips.
"Then let's go too!"
"I am going too."
Some people from the Qingshan tribe emerged one after another, and they naturally understood the meaning of Xiang Heng's words.
If there are cultivators among them and they have successfully worshipped the Magic Sword Sect to practice, then the people of the Black Mountain tribe would not be afraid!
Before, everyone was just thinking about playing. After all, the hope of being a monk was slim. Now the number has soared from thirty to forty to nearly a hundred, which is enough to show everyone's worries. This is related to the rise and fall of the entire tribe.
Mu Tianyin looked at everyone's uneasy expressions, and his eyebrows were lightened.
"Tianyin, there are a lot of people going this time. You have to spend some time to watch everyone not make trouble in Yuncheng, but if there is something really happening, you have to take care of it."
Said to the girl with a straight back in front of Hengchao, and then smiled kindly, "But don't care too much about it, even if it doesn't, it doesn't matter much."
Apart from the little stones, these 100 people are almost all older than Mu Tianyin, and most of them are tall men, but Xiang Heng has an inexplicable trust in the girl in front of him. Opened to her.
Mu Tianyin's eyes were dark, and she chuckled, "Yes."
Everyone looked natural, and they didn't have any disagreement with the clan chief Xiang Heng's words, and there was no feeling of jealousy or disobedience, because Mu Tianyin had long been regarded as a member of the Qingshan tribe.
"Especially Gu Jun, you are like a cow. You run into a rampage when you encounter something. You must remember to be honest!" Xiang Heng raised his eyebrows and took care of Gu Jun in a stern tone.
"Hahahaha."
Everyone laughed, and the rigid atmosphere eased a lot.
After the group bid farewell to the residence of the Qingshan tribe, they divided into several groups and headed towards Yuncheng.
In the remote town, due to the fact that the Magic Sword Sect opened a trial platform, people came and went in these two days, and it was more lively than the holidays. People from the surrounding cities who received news also rushed into Yuncheng like crucians across the river. Among.
It is better to say that it is a city than a slightly larger town.
The city wall is about two or three meters high and is constructed of bluestone and soil. The houses inside are mostly built of reddish firebricks. The streets are densely covered with various small shops, rice grains, animal skins, monster bones, and minerals. , Herbs, weapons, everything.
Small but complete.
After arriving in Yuncheng, Mu Tianyin's group of people also separated. Only five or six people including Gu Jun and Xiao Shitou were on the way.
"Sister, look at it!"
Little stone did not know what he saw, and excitedly pulled the corner of Mu Tianyin's clothes.
Mu Tianyin retracted the eyes of a piebald animal skin, followed the instructions of the little stone, and saw the crowded place surrounded by water, and raised her eyebrows with interest.
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Editor: Who are the two?
Mouyu: You should know Da... (Hold your head, don't fight.)
Editor: Okay, what about today's trial?
Mouyu: cry, the number of official seals is limited, it's too late (I consciously squatted to the corner~)