"finally reached!"
In front of the vast mountain, a young man in a state of embarrassment, wearing a beast suit, looked up at the mountain standing in front of him and exhaled heavily.
The young man's name is Feng, and he is the tribesman who once guarded the entrance to the tribe's jungle alone.
After Feng Xi returned and led a group of tribesmen to clean up the strange beasts from all directions of the tribe, he, who had been guarding the jungle of the tribe, gradually lost his role.
It happened that Feng Xi asked Li and other totem warriors to leave the tribe to find the tribesmen outside, so he volunteered to participate, but he did not expect that this trip would be the time for several fire festivals!
At this moment, he was looking at the mountains in front of him, with excitement that he hadn't seen for a long time on his face. Then he took a deep breath, then turned his head and shouted loudly to the group of people behind him,
"After passing this mountain, we will find our tribe!"
Unlike him, who was dressed in animal clothes and coat, except for being a little embarrassed, he was full of energy. Behind him, there were about dozens of people.
They looked very haggard, their hair was messy, and they were only covered with some animal skins. Many of them even had their arms bare and used a bunch of leaves to cover their lower bodies. Their whole bodies were covered with dirt and The water is mixed together.
At this time, they were leaning closely together, looking around warily, as if they were afraid that a wild beast would suddenly jump out of the surrounding jungle and snatch them away.
The tribes who have been living outside are completely different from Feng Gun. Faced with the threat of death that may come at any time, they have no intention of caring about their appearance. Being able to survive is already the greatest luck. !
Hearing Feng's shouts, a group of people who were originally alert suddenly began to stir, and then everyone's eyes focused on Feng who was standing in front of them.
"Sir, is it really coming?" After a while, someone summoned the courage and asked Feng.
God knows how determined they were when they came with Feng.
If Feng hadn't looked similar to them, they wouldn't have followed him here. But even so, it took Feng Du a long time to make this group of people believe in him.
Feng Ke didn't have magical means like Feng Xi. When he found this group of people, what greeted him was not a welcome, but surprise and confusion, and they ran away again and again.
These primitive humans, struggling in the various dangers of the wilderness, were extremely wary of anyone who was not a member of their own tribe. When they saw Feng, they did not think that he was the same person as themselves at first, but It is a mysterious beast.
If Feng hadn't helped them when they encountered a powerful beast and the entire tribe was about to die from the beast's mouth, it would have been difficult for Feng to gain their trust, let alone follow him across thousands of mountains and rivers. , went through all kinds of dangers and came here!
"Yes, as long as you pass this mountain, you will reach our Fenggun!" Feng nodded heavily, then pointed at the mountain in front of him and shouted to everyone.
As soon as the words fell, the whole crowd seemed to explode with a roar. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and excitement. Some people even knelt on the ground, crying and kissing the ground under their feet.
This journey was not smooth and did not encounter any dangers. Even with Feng watching over them in real time, there were many times when they were in deep crisis, and some people died under the fangs of wild beasts.
A group of skinny humans without claws, in the eyes of passing beasts, are just a pile of food on their lips, always attracting their greedy eyes.
Although Feng was extremely careful, if he wasn't careful, someone would disappear deep into the jungle.
Especially at night, even with the flame totem, Feng was tired of dealing with the crisis that came from nowhere in the darkness.
If the angel hadn't left Feng Gen with a magical grass called yarrow before he left, it would have reminded him to stay away whenever he came near the territory of strange beasts.
Even as a totem, he has no confidence that he can return to Fenggun alive.
The commotion did not last long. After a while, the group of people seemed to remember the bloody lessons they had learned, and immediately became quiet again, gathered together, and continued to look around with vigilance.
I just looked at Feng's figure from time to time, and then looked at the mountains in front, my eyes full of longing and expectation.
Feng Gong!
In Feng's description to them, it was a sacred place where they had no worries about food and clothing, and never had to worry about the danger of wild beasts!
There, every member of his tribe lived a very happy life. They wore clean animal clothes and did not need to hide in caves. Instead, they lived in safe things called "houses". The elders of the tribe could live forever, and the young The tribesmen can do what they want to do and what they like!
No need to worry about food, no need to fear wild beasts!
The elderly can live and the children can grow up happily!
This is something they can never ask for, or even dare to think about!
When they heard Feng say this for the first time, they couldn't believe that there was such a place in the world.
Even in the ancient legends, the place blessed by the gods has never heard of such a life that makes people yearn for it so much.
And when Feng controlled the totem in front of everyone and ignited the fire in his hands, the entire tribe knelt on the ground with panic on their faces and knelt down to him.
In the understanding of these people, flame is a power that only gods can control. They subconsciously believe that Feng, who controls the flame, is a messenger sent by the gods. He is even a god!
In this regard, Feng felt very helpless in his heart. Flame, in today's Feng Gun, has long been regarded as normal. He could only keep explaining to these people over and over again that he was not an envoy or a god. There was a real envoy in Fenggun, who was their witch, and his power was the envoy passed down by the envoy. Give it to him!
Looking at the group of people who still didn't believe it, Feng finally could only grit his teeth and tell them that as long as they followed him to Fenggun, they would also have powerful power and control the sacred flame.
Never having to worry about the attraction of food and danger, and their desire for fire, this group of people finally decided to follow Feng to that sacred place - Feng Gun without any hesitation!
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Feng's group is just one part of the actions of Feng Gun's many totem warriors.
Besides him, someone had already returned with tribes from outside, and was placed around Feng Gun by Feng Xi.
Likewise, there are still many totem warriors on their way back to Fenggun.
At this time, the situation around Feng Gun has changed. If someone looks down from the sky, they will find that the surrounding jungles centered on Chifeng, his former ancestral home, have long been bulldozed. Stone houses and wooden houses scattered like sparks, like stars holding the moon, surround Chifeng in the center.
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