Chapter 303: For the tribe

"Have you heard of it?" Huoyan's face flashed a little disappointment, but she quickly shook her head and recovered her calmness. Perhaps this was a hope that they didn't even dare to expect. In those terrible circumstances of that year, before the human race overwhelmed and powerful monk army, all the barbarians who remained on the end of the chaotic land were the end of their lives.
The night passed like this, it seemed light and windy, but the night of the wasteland was still very cold.
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After dawn, the next day, Huoyan and Luchen took Atu and continued on their way.
Lu Chen followed him for a while, noting that the direction of travel was basically south, and he couldn't help but ask with a little surprise: "Where is the Altar of Vulcan further south?"
"Yes." Huoyan Road, "on the rich grassland in the south."
"Ok?"
Huoyan looked at Lu Chen, who was surprised, and snorted, "Don't you really think that our southern Xinjiang wasteland is all such desolate and desolate land?"
Lu Chen laughed and said, "Isn't this a place where no one has been here before, and it's not strange to know."
Huoyan thinks this is true too. Since ancient times, the barbarians have gone north to cross the chaotic land several times, but because of the chaos of the five elements, the human race has never traveled south. Daoxing is particularly sensitive to the chaos of the five elements, and ordinary people who do not have the spiritual power are not afraid of the chaos of the five elements, but they cannot pass the level of the chaos at all. Even if they are taken by them, they must be here in the southern Xinjiang wasteland. That is a dead end.
Therefore, for many years, no human race has actually penetrated the southern Xinjiang wilderness.
As soon as he thought about it, Huoyan's eyes became a little strange, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen smiled, but did not evade, and smiled: "Why, do you feel something is not right?"
Huoyan gave a cough and said, "Well, it's a little ... but it doesn't matter anyway, because the most powerful monks in your race can hardly get through. I'll take you there, but it's nothing."
Lu Chen nodded with a smile, and said, "Yeah, it's impossible for me to be alone, and it will destroy the entire barbarians of the southern Xinjiang wilderness?"
Huoyan also smiled and couldn't help laughing.
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Such a wild cowhide joke, neither Huoyan nor Lu Chen himself was attentive to it, and he forgot it in a blink of an eye. Along the way, they talked more about the past and present life of the Black Fire tribe, as well as the mysterious Vulcan and its legends that were infinitely worshipped by the Black Fire tribe.
From the mouth of Huoyan, Lu Chen knew that the black fire tribe had a glorious history. It was even the most powerful tribe on this vast southern Xinjiang wasteland, occupying the largest and best land on the wasteland, and ruled I do not know how many weak tribes.
But these are the past, and the time of hundreds of years is enough to smooth out all glory. Now even ordinary tribe such as thunder lizard and ghost fox can sit on the same level with Heihuo, and the most distressing thing for Huoyan is, He found that more and more people in the Blackfire clan, even the vast majority of them, are accepting this reality.
They began to forget the glory and glory of their ancestors, they accepted the sufferings and weaknesses of today, they struggled, just for ordinary survival and persistence, they lived like the weakest sand hare preyed by countless beasts in the wilderness.
Moreover, they seemed happy and normal.
Lu Chen always listened quietly, and often said nothing, but when he paused after Huoyan finished speaking, he suddenly asked, "Don't you like this?"
"Of course I don't want to." Huoyan stood tall and burly. From his body, he could still see the heroic posture of the invincible black fire warrior who had been galloping on this land in the past, saying, "Our tribe This should not be the case. We must go back to the foundation left by our ancestors! "
Lu Chen looked at him for a while and didn't speak. Huoyan felt that Lu Chen's eyes were different, and asked with a bit of confusion: "What's wrong?"
Lu Chen said: "I have ambitions, I know, but have you ever thought about it, if you insist on it, maybe the people who have kidnapped the all-black fire clans will follow you to do that very dangerous thing."
Huoyan immediately said, "That's not dangerous. It's the great cause of restoring the glory of our ancestors. Even if we take a little risk, it's nothing."
Lu Chen nodded his head and said, "Have you ever thought about it, maybe not all the people of the Black Fire clan are like you, so do it desperately. Maybe some people ... Um, Do n’t stare at me like this, I want to tell you these things clearly, otherwise, in case I really become the priest of your black fire tribe, at least I have to know this kind of thing.
Huoyan nodded silently, and after a while said, "Okay, let's continue."
Lu Chen also said, "If there are some people of the Blackfire tribe, they don't want to fight desperately and don't want to bleed for the glory of the ancestors that you had long lost, then what do you do?"
When Huoyan heard Lu Chen talking about halfway, his face had cooled down, and after a while, he said a little coldly: "The ancestor Albert was in front, there must be no such cartilage. And since he is a member of the black fire tribe It is also due to fight desperately for the tribe ... "
"For the tribe, or for your dream?" Lu Chen interrupted his words and stared at the eyes of the barbarian tightly.
Huoyan looked slightly cold and looked at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen met his eyes and did not retreat. After a while, Huoyan said lightly: "It is for the black fire tribe."
Lu Chen gazed at him for a while, then nodded, and said, "Okay, I see."
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The altar of the fire god, the holy place of the black fire tribe, is a secret place hidden in a deep mountain somewhere in the south, according to Fire Rock. That place was originally the territory where the Blackfire tribe was strong, but today it has naturally changed.
Regarding why the Black Fire clan abandoned the ancestral land and went to such a desolate place to the north, the reason for it is not described in detail, but Lu Chen can still guess a little. It is just that he is weak and driven away. There can be no other reason.
These sad pasts Lu Chen wisely did not go into detailed inquiry, but he still asked Huoyan about which powerful barbarian tribes dominate the wasteland. After all, if he really wants to work for the Blackfire tribe, these things are all to know.
It was just that when he asked about this, some strange feelings floated in his mind, and there were some familiar feelings and feelings, as if he had suddenly returned to ten years ago.
At that time, he was still a shadow.
Nowadays, he seems to be transformed into a shadow, deliberately or unintentionally inquiring about the secrets of this wasteland, even if he may never be able to return to the human race.
Huoyan had no doubt about him, and probably also thought that it was normal for Luchen, the black fire tribe, to tell Lu Chen all the lightly.
Now in the southern Xinjiang wasteland, there is no longer a peerless strong tribe like the black fire tribe in the past, such as the mid-days and the standing flocks. Instead, there are now four barbarians of water, wood, soil and thunder. Divide and conquer.
And one of the most similar among these four barbarians is ~ EbookFREE.me ~, that is, each of their clans has a Da Shaman who has far-reaching wisdom and insight that is far better than the great shaman of ordinary priests!
According to legend, can you move mountains and reclaim the sea, and the shaman with boundless mana ...
Lu Chen was silent, thoughtfully, and didn't speak.
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At about noon on this day, Lu Chen and Huoyan suddenly noticed another change in the wasteland ahead. The yellow sand was rolling and blowing in the wind. The momentum was really similar to that of the wolf pack the other day.
Both of them were startled, but fortunately, looking at the distance, when they were about to avoid, Huoyan suddenly seemed to see something in the distance, stopped suddenly, and stared at the smoke and dust for a while. Looking at the running shadow that appeared faintly after the yellow sand, and the hissing sound like a larger and fierce army of thousands of horses, he was thoughtful, and after a moment sighed, with a hint of helplessness: "I Think, I know why the wolves suddenly came to the north ... "
"Well, what's the reason?"
"The tribe of Thunder Shaman is here."