"hiss!"
someone exclaimed.
After the fire pit stabilized, a layer of flame ignited on all the totems of the ancient barbarians. It was not hot, but burned quietly.
The totems of the Shanshui people are very strange. The blue snake-like totems are connected end to end to form a ring and wrap around their wrists.
The moment the flame disappears, they feel connected to the fire.
The fire pond reintegrated, and the scattered ancient barbarians also became one.
In this close connection, they felt a kind of powerlessness and weakness hidden deep in the fire.
The fire... was not restored.
In other words, in this long history, the power of the fire pond has been depleted day by day, and it has reached its limit until now.
It is urging its followers to come out of the mountains, just like the Black Mountain clan back then.
Feeling the floating information, the vague tit-for-tat in Yao Tian and A Guyu's eyes dissipated at this moment.
Compared to the future of the tribe, it actually doesn't matter which tribe is dominant now.
Among the chattering crowd, Lu Yun walked to Heishan.
This stalwart man stood here looking in the direction of the fire pit. Heishan didn't know much about the secrets of the Heishan tribe.
Until now, they know their origins and what the heavy sword they are guarding is.
Do you feel a sense of relief?
No!
What Lu Yun felt from the other person was more of a determination to put aside a regret and go all out to pursue what was on his mind without any regrets.
"Senior, where is Xiaoheishan?"
She hasn't seen the child yet.
She was cautious enough when asking, but judging from the other party's attitude, the child seemed to be fine.
"He's fine and in a good place."
When Heishan said this, Lu Yun always felt that the other party gave him a deep look. That look was too complicated and contained indescribable emotions.
It was like a heavy burden, pressing on Lu Yun's body.
"What's the matter with senior's injury?"
With Heishan's strength, it was rare for someone to be able to seriously injure him and force him to regress in cultivation.
"Nothing, just killed a bug."
Lu Yun couldn't answer these words. The bedbug in Heishan's mouth was definitely not a bedbug she could understand.
Thinking about it, it seems that there has been no news of the death of any big figures in the world of cultivation this year.
Is it because the person himself is hiding his secrets, or is it because someone deliberately hid the news.
"Senior, if you are willing, you can follow me back to the Hidden Sword Sect. Everyone in the Hidden Sword Sect will definitely welcome me."
Montenegro has no sense of belonging here, and it is not where it is going.
"Little girl, there is no need to test me."
"The world is huge and there are many places to go. Your Hidden Sword Sect is not suitable for me."
The sound of Montenegro is like rough stone, heavy and stubborn.
"Besides, I haven't killed all my enemies yet!"
The long tone conveyed the arrogant murderous intent, and Heishan smiled strangely.
"Don't worry about my injury. It will heal in a few days."
As if he knew what Lu Yun was thinking, Heishan said after saying this, "I will stay here for a few days. During this time, I will help them lay the foundation."
"When you Hidden Sword Sect members come here, it will be easy to take over."
The ancient barbarians are not what they used to be, but the ancient barbarian mountains remain unchanged.
This mysterious mountain range spans a long distance, like a natural chasm, separating the west bank occupied by demon cultivators from the rest of the land.
Since this kind of strategic location could not be captured before, no matter how much outside sects covet it, they can only take a detour.
But once the ancient barbarians cooperate, it is equivalent to the door being opened, and whatever secrets are hidden here will be dug up.
One of the reasons why Lu Yun agreed to pull the strings was to allow the Hidden Sword Sect to occupy a more advantageous position at this time.
He never thought that the little sword cultivator in front of him was a good person.
In the world of cultivation, good people's lives don't last long.
Lu Yun was not surprised that the other party could see through her mind. Based on what they saw at the Nanshan Tomb, the world of cultivation would not be stable for long.
The ancient barbarians were a help, and so was Montenegro.
Lu Yun naturally wanted to win both of them into the Hidden Sword Sect, but unlike the ancient barbarians, Black Mountain itself represented a trouble.
And this trouble is beyond her ability to solve, which also means that she can't promise anything to Montenegro.
She is still too weak!
"Senior, what do you need me to do?"
She asked Heishan. Heishan was willing to help here. It couldn't be because of the so-called friendship between the same clan.
The Heishan people who were betrayed by humans and who have been dormant in the underground palace for hundreds of years are also not good people.
If you want to do something, you must ask for something.
"Haha, little girl, you really suit my liking."
He smiled and was very kind, and Heishan did not see him making any move, but Lu Yun felt that there was an invisible knife hanging above his head.
Ling Ran's murderous intention told Lu Yun that she must agree to Heishan's next request.
Lu Yun was not afraid. Just like when she first saw Heishan, she straightened her back and stood still under this powerful momentum, like a sword standing tall against the sky and the earth.
The green clothes are floating, and the swords are contending.
The ancient barbarians who were immersed in joy did not notice the sudden tense atmosphere between the two. Only Ji Hongxi cast a questioning look.
Lu Yun raised her lips and smiled, and saw Ji Hongxi submerged in a group of female warriors again.
"What I want is very simple."
Heishan spoke, and this title made Lu Yun raise an eyebrow.
With Heishan's strength, he can indeed be respected in the world of cultivation.
"I want the bloodline of my clan to continue in this cannibalistic world safely and for a long time."
Montenegro's request was unexpected.
The first thing Lu Yun thought of was Xiaoheishan.
Heishan said that Xiao Heishan was placed in a safe place, and Heishan was willing to help their Hidden Sword Sect lay the foundation for the ancient barbarians here.
Even Montenegro... took the initiative to help him digest the knife mark.
Although Lu Yun did not belittle herself, she was not arrogant enough to think that Heishan, who had only had a close relationship, would do this for her.
Since we met by chance, everything we do is a transaction between you and me.
"Senior sent him to the Hidden Sword Sect?"
Lu Yun was surprised when she heard Heishan's laughter.
"yes!"
"Although that old fox of your Hidden Sword Sect has a lot of tricks, he is still a gentleman after all, unlike those who are just trying to gain fame."
When Heishan mentioned Ouyang Buwen, the head of the Hidden Sword Sect, his attitude was too casual, but fortunately there was no hostility.
"That being the case, why did senior leave this matter to me?"
With her strength, she cannot protect Xiao Heishan. She is still under the protection of others.
"hehe!"
Heishan glanced at Lu Yun, his eyes were filled with darkness, like a lightless seabed, and nothing could be seen through.
"Now that you've realized it, just keep walking."
"The sword is in your hand and the sword is not broken. What are you afraid of?"
"As for the result, haha, I made my choice, so of course I believe in you."
It was like an elder's advice to a junior, so natural and casual, but Lu Yun's breathing almost stopped.
She looked at the other person, and the veins on her raised neck were stretched.
A plain white face carried a biting chill like ice and snow, but those eyes were as bright as stars and as dark as the cold moon.
There was a huge wave in my heart... (End of chapter)
