Vol 2 Chapter 548: The hermit of Ji Xiong

Fengming Mountain in the Northern Territory.
Fengming Mountain was not raised by the Daxia people, but has been circulating for tens of thousands of years. It is rumored that a phoenix fell in blood long ago.
Fengming Mountain is located 70,000 miles to the east of Wangu Mountain. It used to be a tribe's land, but nowadays, apart from small tribes, there are no large tribes in this mountain.
Below Fengming Mountain, a small tribe stands on the mountain. The walls of the old village are covered with vines. Some places are still made of green bamboo. The traces of potholes can be seen on the gables several feet high.
In the stockade, the smoke is curling up, children are playing, some old people are drying herbs, and the strong warrior drags the hunted beast into the stockade, looking quiet and peaceful.
In the stockade, the stone houses and houses are connected, and you can see the ancient phoenix patterns carved on the stone walls, some of which are blurred, and some are newly carved.
In a stone hall in the middle of the stockade, the dark beast candle flame beats, and two figures sit on the futon, the atmosphere in the hall is very silent.
"Da Xia Bo Bu, I have never heard of Bo Bu, the two remaining Bo Bu in the Northern Territory, one located in the far north and the other in the far east, are not called Da Xia Bo Bu. Neither the Northeast Region nor the Middle Region has heard of such a name."
The two figures are grey-haired, wrinkles on their faces sparkling with thought.
"Be careful no matter what, the person who comes is afraid of being unkind."
Xiong Li groaned, and then said: "Let Xiong Han gather the people in the stockade these days and be prepared. The group of clan soldiers who claim to be Daxia camped in the valley a hundred miles away and had to guard."
"it is good."
Xiong Si nodded, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Brother, do you think this is Yin's minion."
Hearing that, Xiong Li hesitated, and he couldn’t say for sure, but for their Ji family veins, the Great Yin Court shouldn’t have to spend so much thought. Besides, it’s a famine here, and the influence of the Great Yin Kingdom is already When it was the lowest.
After a while, Xiong Si remembered, and then said aloud: "By the way, brother, I really want to hear what relics they are looking for, maybe they are looking for the Fengshan relics."
They had dug up the remains of Fengshan Mountain a long time ago. After the rebellion, the ancestors of the Xiong family crossed the Qinglong River and moved the tribe to the border and wasteland.
The remains of the Fengshan uncles are at the foot of their settlement. Soon after the Fengshan uncles was destroyed, their ancestors came and built a place of living on the Fengshan uncles' ruins.
"This is Fengming Mountain, the place where Phoenix was bleeding, but there was more than one Fengshan uncle."
After pondering for a moment, Xiong Li said, long before Fengshan Bo's tribe, there used to be a stronghold Fengqihou tribe around Fengming Mountain.
Fengming Qishan is the true interpretation of Ji's spirit mountain. Even Qishan, the birthplace of Ji's family, has long been shattered, but the people of all lineages flowing with Ji's blood still have immense respect for Phoenix.
Therefore, after the ancestors of the Xiong family lived and lived in the wilderness, Fengming Mountain was chosen as the place to live and multiply.
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Fengming Mountain, a majestic mountain thirty miles away from the quaint Dazhai, Xia Tuo stood with his hands behind him, followed by two warriors from the Divine Tibetan realm, who was the commander of the warriors who led the clan soldiers to Fengming Mountain.
The auras of the two commanders Heshan and Fuling are not very good, and their vitality is high and low. Obviously, the injury is not good.
"The patriarch, this is the small village. The middle-aged warrior who originally shot wanted to kill, but it seemed that the people in the depths of Dazhai had stopped him, otherwise the two of me would not be able to retreat."
Heshan pointed to the ancient village in the distance and said to Xia Tuo.
Hearing this, Xia Tuo nodded. He didn't expect that the barren land between the mountains and the wild is really strong. The small village is no more than a scattered scale, but it has a breath that makes him impenetrable, especially Xiao Xiao. The central location of the stockade is surrounded by a cloud of purple gas.
Heshan and the two brought their warriors to the vicinity of Fengming Mountain, looking for the relics of Fengshan's uncles back then. With such a large territory, two thousand soldiers under the leadership of the two are naturally not enough.
So after they came here, they began to forcibly gather scattered parts and small tribes everywhere, but they did not expect to encounter hard stubble in this Fengming Mountain.
A stockade that looked like a small settlement was not weaker than the high-grade tribe, so the two passed the news back to Wangu Mountain, and Xia Tuo came personally for this.
But at this moment, I can see that this is not weaker than the high-grade tribe, it is not weaker than the Bo Bu, the two leaders' vision problem, can not really see this small village clearly.
The two of them were able to get back together, obviously they had left their hands.
"Go back and continue arranging for the martial artists of the small tribes and tribes. Remember to minimize casualties when you do it."
After pondering for a moment, Xia Tuo said to the two leaders, and then his figure flickered, disappeared on the top of the mountain, and soon appeared outside the cottage.
Standing outside the cottage, looking at the quaint wall and stone house, the beast pattern engraved on it was clearly visible, it was a phoenix pattern, which made him look surprised.
"who!"
"stop!"
After a while, a line of figures appeared on the wall of the village, holding the cut wooden guns in his hands, and several volleys stuck at Xia Tuo's feet.
Xia Tuo looked at the wooden spear stuck under her feet and revealed a touch of surprise. The small village is really fat. This wooden spear is made of spirit wood. It is unceremonious to say that it can be compared with the blood energy for a period of time. On the ground soldiers.
At this moment, dozens of arrow shadows aimed at him, a strong man wearing vine armor, his eyes flashed sharply.
"If you enter again, you will die!"
Xia Tuo naturally didn’t pay attention to the threat of a warrior at the peak of the Divine Tibetan Realm. He was surprised that the Divine Tibetan Realm and Wu Zun’s aura in this Dazhai was no less than twenty, and the population of the entire Dazhai Only more than a thousand people.
This is not to mention the two obscure auras in the stone hall in the center of Dazhai, one of the supernatural power realm, and the other of the Wuzong.
There is no doubt that this is a hidden tribe.
Such a hidden tribe has the strength equivalent to Da Xia, and in addition, the previous people did not kill Da Xia, which shows that there is talk.
Face is mutual. Since people give Da Xia face, Xia Tuo feels that he has to behave.
As for why the conflict broke out earlier, he didn’t ask, he also guessed a rough idea. Several search teams would forcefully gather in the scattered department every time they arrived. The urination of the Xia Clan soldier is pretending to be a big one.
Then, unfortunately, he was beaten up with a head.
Hit the younger, he, the boss, naturally came.
"The Daxia clan leader came to see the noble head, thank you for your mercy."
After speaking softly to the middle-aged strong man, Xia Tuo did not move, indicating that he was not malicious.
Xiong Han looked at Xia Tuo up and down, with a vigilance in his eyes. Fengmingshan came to such a group of people, and the hunting out of the clan was affected, and these people were arrogant and domineering, but unfortunately they were not strong enough to be beaten back, if not for the ancestors. In other words, he left them long ago.
Staring at Xia Tuo a few times, Xiong coldly hummed, "You wait here, don't play any tricks."
Obviously, this Dazhai didn't have much contact with the outside world. Otherwise, according to the outside rules, even at the peak of the Divine Hidden Realm, he would not dare to talk to the Divine Passing Realm like this.
Xia Tuo didn't care about this. After all, there are still two old guys in the stockade. The premise of being awesome is that you must be awesome or the person standing behind is awesome.
In fact, there is no need for Xiong Han to report, his voice has already spread deep into Dazhai, so that the two old men in town can hear it.
Soon, an old man with high cheekbones and a tall and thin appearance walked out of the stone hall. When many people in Dazhai saw it, they bowed and saluted, shouting to the ancestor.
Xiong Li smiled and nodded to everyone, and walked all the way to Dazhai. This scene was clearly seen by Xia Tuo. In this Dazhai, he felt a different feeling, peaceful and stable just like outside the world. place.
Seeing the old man walking out of Dazhai and standing not far in front of him, he took the lead and said: "The soldiers of the Daxia clan came here to harass. There is something offending Wang Haihan."
After speaking, Xia Tuo held his hand for a while, and suddenly the aura flashed, and a basket of high-class spiritual rice appeared on the ground, and the spiritual energy immediately filled.
Based on the conditions of this hidden ancient clan, it is estimated that even if he takes out the heavenly soldiers, it is not very rare, so the thing is not about the rank, but about the surprise.
"These Lingmi are my Daxia's apologize."
Seeing that there were so many Ling Mi suddenly on the ground, Xiong Li's eyes were surprised. He was ready for Da Xia to come to attack, but he did not expect that he had come to make friends.
"Your Excellency has said that I, the Xiong clan, are a family of mountains and wilds. I neither want to cause trouble, nor let people come to the door. I have warned the people about the things the other day."
Xiong Li spoke, and Xia Tuo felt a sense of neither humble nor overbearing, neither domineering nor self-defeating. This kind of tolerance can be said to be the only thing he has seen for so many years.
The uncle I’ve met in the past, or other strong people, or with a look of look, or with a kind of domineering ~EbookFREE.me~ all kinds of illusions, but here, they brought him a different feeling.
This tribe is not simple.
After a while, he nodded insignificantly, and then said: "These are all grown by the people in the territory of my Great Xiabo, and they also feed on it. It's not a good thing, but it can be cultivated. It’s my Daxia’s apologize."
This gift is also exquisite, even if the status is equal, even if it is frivolity, it is also called courtesy and affection. With Daxia's power, giving this thing is neither excessively flattering nor contemptuous of people.
Right now, Xia Tuo became more and more interested in this small village.
"Xiong Han, take someone to move things in."
Xiong Li hesitated for a while, then turned sideways slightly and said, "Please join the clan for a comment."
Da Xia's reaction was beyond his expectations, and there was no domineering behavior, which also made him feel good.
The Xiong clan had been in hiding for too long, and it was time to see what happened outside.