Han Muye frowned and flew up.
The shadow of the Golden Crow shrouded his body. His body was among the three-foot-long Golden Crow. With the power of the Golden Crow's wings, a roar landed at the foot of Han Mountain thousands of feet away.
At the foot of the mountain, Han Yunhe was leading several disciples of the Golden Crow tribe, and he and a group of foreigners in leather robes were counting baskets of elixirs.
Han Muye transformed into a golden crow and descended, causing the howling wind to turn everyone's heads.
"So strong!"
"This is the awakened power of the Golden Crow bloodline!"
There was a sound of exclamation.
Even if the power of the Yuanling is not displayed, the mere emergence of the power of the Golden Crow makes people feel unable to look directly at it.
An old man in black robe standing in front of the square had surprise on his face.
"Haha, Brother Hu, this is my young clan leader of the Hanshan tribe."
Han Yunhe laughed loudly and said loudly.
"Young patriarch, this is Elder Hu Qiang from the White-tailed Fox Clan in Datu Mountain, thousands of miles away. The White-tailed Fox Clan is doing elixir business around here."
The powerful display of his young patriarch made Han Yunhe extremely proud.
Young patriarch?
There are such masters in Han Shan Department!
Hu Qiang, who was no more than six feet tall, with a thin face and two small beards, rolled his eyes and walked forward with a smile: "Young patriarch, you are indeed a heroic young man."
Han Muye nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Han Muye has met Elder Hu Qiang."
This white-tailed fox tribe is considered a tribe with good relations with the Hanshan tribe.
The main reason is that the bloodline of the White-tailed Fox Clan in Dadu Mountain is not very strong, and there are not many strong people in the tribe. Only by relying on trade in various places in exchange for some powerful weapons can the tribe stand in the wilderness.
The Fox tribe is good at calculation and has always had good relations with all ethnic groups.
When the Hanshan tribe of the Jinwu tribe was strong, the Datu Mountain White-tailed Fox was a vassal. After so many years, the Hanshan tribe has declined, and the White-tailed Fox tribe has not become obviously alienated.
In Han Muye's opinion, the White-tailed Fox Tribe has made countless benefits by using the Golden Crow Tribe's medicinal fields.
But compared to the surrounding groups that were nakedly robbing and oppressing, the White-tailed Fox Clan was pretty good.
When Han Chaohu and the others returned from running, they were relieved to see the white-tailed fox tribe coming.
In fact, the current Jinwu Hanshan tribe is too weak and dare not make any mistakes.
Han Chaohu and the others returned and chatted a few more words with Hu Qiang.
There are a total of ten baskets of elixirs, all of which were previously commissioned by the White-tailed Fox Clan to be planted by the Hanshan tribe.
"These are the exchange materials we brought. You can take a look and choose a few."
Hu Qiang waved his hand and asked the strong man behind him to open a large wooden box.
There are several shiny black spear points and some golden-red ore in the wooden box, which have been smelted and just need to be forged.
There are also some pills and a vine shield.
The big man pulled out the drawer on the bottom floor of the wooden box, which contained various elixir seeds.
"The elixir this time can be exchanged for a cold iron spear tip made by the Green Deer Clan, and can be exchanged for several other treasures."
Hu Qiang pointed at the things in the wooden box and asked with a smile.
Decades of production in the medicinal field can only be exchanged for the tip of a spear. This kind of transaction is extremely unfair.
But there is no other way. Few people in ordinary tribes can master the art of forging, and they do not have the means to smelt ore.
Han Chaohu and the others looked at each other.
In the past, the tip of a spear could add a lot of combat power to the clan.
But now there are eight long wooden swords sent by the young clan leader, so there is no need for the spear tip for the time being.
However, Han Yunhe's injury is difficult to heal, so he can get a healing pill.
"Young patriarch, what do you think?" Han Chaohu turned to look at Han Muye.
Now that the young patriarch is here, it is natural for him to make the decision.
Hu Qiang also looked at Han Muye with a smile.
He also wanted to please the young clan leader of the Golden Crow Hanshan tribe who had awakened the Golden Crow bloodline.
In today's transaction, it's okay even if you suffer a little loss.
"I want those two pieces of flame iron."
Han Muye pointed to the two ores in the wooden box.
Hu Qiang nodded and took out the ore.
Flame-fire refined iron is not a precious spiritual material in the wilderness, it just needs to be smelted before it can be extracted.
The two pieces of ore are not small and are heavy to acquire.
"Chief Han, I wonder what else you want to change?"
As Hu Qiang spoke, his eyes turned to Han Yunhe who was standing aside.
His meaning is very clear, add a healing medicine.
Originally, it was enough to exchange these elixirs for two pieces of ore, but Hu Qiang was determined to sell well, so he was willing to take a small loss and give him a healing pill.
Han Chaohu and the others also had a look in their eyes.
Sure enough, when the young clan leader awakened his Golden Crow bloodline, everyone in the White-tailed Fox clan took a high look at Han Shan.
The revival of the family group is not far away!
"Okay, let's choose another one."
Han Muye pointed to the drawer under the wooden box and said, "Give me some black grass juice, three-gold flower, and the seeds of jade-blood jade."
Want elixir seeds?
Not a healing pill?
Hu Qiang was stunned.
Han Chaohu and everyone around him were a little distracted.
Han Yunhe, on the other hand, said calmly: "The young patriarch made a good choice. With more elixir seeds, we can produce more in the future."
He told the truth.
And Han Muye's choice was not wrong either.
With Han Muye in charge, Han Yunhe didn't need to take action, and his injuries slowly healed, and he would be able to recover in ten or twenty years.
It's just that the young patriarch's choice is indeed too utilitarian.
Hu Qiang raised his eyes to look at Han Muye, chuckled, and then handed over several packets of elixir seeds.
"Elder Hu, if you have the Three Spirit Flowers, Jade Marrow, and Golden Ci Chrysanthemum Roots, you can bring them to Hanshan for trading."
Taking the elixir seeds, Han Muye said.
Hu Qiang repeated the names of several elixirs, nodded and said, "There are some of them among several races. I will order them to be delivered when I return."
After the transaction was completed, Hu Qiang led the team of white-tailed fox tribe to collect the elixir and carried the large basket on their backs.
He looked at Han Muye, and then his eyes fell on Han Chaohu and others: "Just now, Elder Yunhe said that the Hanshan Tribe will hold a clan chief succession ceremony in three months, and asked me to help spread the word to all clans. I don't know if the young clan leader Is there a seal?"
The white-tailed fox tribe travels around the world, so it's just right to deliver the news.
Han Muye nodded and asked Han Jin to fetch some animal skins and cut them into pieces. Then he raised his hand. In his palm, the golden power of the Golden Crow blood gathered into divine patterns and was imprinted on the animal skins.
This is the clan mark of the Golden Crow clan. With these animal skins, the other party can be convinced of this.
There is no unified writing in Dahuang.
However, it is said that both the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty and the Xuanling Immortal Kingdom have written texts.
It has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the culture has reached its peak.
With Han Muye's Golden Crow Mark, Hu Qiang left with satisfaction. When he left, he said that the succession ceremony of the Hanshan tribe's clan leader would definitely take place in three months.
After they left, Han Muye took Han Yunhe and others to the meeting hall, placed two pieces of ore on the table, and then handed various elixir seeds to Han Cheng, who was in charge of the medicine field.
Although Han Cheng's cultivation level is only at the third level of Yuanling, he is extremely proficient in cultivating elixirs.
"Hey, I led my tribe to plant these elixirs back then, but it's a pity..." Taking the elixir seeds, Han Cheng sighed lightly, with a look of regret on his face.
At that time, the tribe had many fields of traditional Chinese medicine, and many types of elixirs were grown.
Later, the clan's traditional Chinese medicine fields were constantly lost, and they could only grow a single elixir that was not difficult to trade for supplies.
"Don't worry, I will have more medicinal fields in the Hanshan Department than I can plant in the future." Han Muye looked at Han Cheng and spoke loudly.
These words brought smiles to everyone's faces in the hall.
Han Cheng bowed and walked out. Han Muye reached for a cloth bag and took out one of the pills.
This is the healing medicine obtained from Lu Changshan, which is many times more powerful than the healing pills brought by Hu Qiang.
"Old Yunhe tribe, I'll give you this medicine to heal your wounds."
Passing the elixir to Han Yunhe's hand, Han Muye said softly.
Until they walked out of the stone house, Han Yunhe and Han Chaohu were still a little dazed.
This elixir is so good.
After getting the elixir, you can obviously feel the power of it.
The value of this elixir is at least ten times that of the pills Hu Qiang took out.
Just now I thought that the young patriarch of his family was reluctant to exchange for the elixir, but now it seems that the young patriarch is really willing to do so.
"Yunhe, you should practice in seclusion and don't worry about the clan affairs for now." He reached out and patted Han Yunhe on the shoulder, and Han Chaohu whispered: "Young clan leader needs help."
A trace of helplessness and regret flashed across his face.
Although his own cultivation level is temporarily higher than Han Yunhe's, there is no chance for his cultivation level to improve.
Han Yunhe has a better future than him.
From now on, I'm afraid we will have to rely on Han Yunhe to help the young clan leader lead the clan to grow.
The young patriarch was willing to take out such precious elixirs because he probably valued Han Yunhe's future.
Han Yunhe didn't say anything more, nodded, and left holding the elixir.
Han Yuncheng and Han Jin went to take care of the wild boar and black antelope they had hunted. The young patriarch just said that the long horns and tendons of the black antelope would be given to him.
At this time, Han Muye in the hall had already held the two pieces of flaming iron in front of him.
This fiery iron is not particularly precious, but it is better at resisting fire.
As long as it's not the top divine flame, this flame iron can hold it for a while.
Many alchemy furnaces passed down from later generations were mixed with this fiery iron.
Also, the flame-fire fine iron is extremely flexible and can be forged into fine iron ropes.
Holding a piece of flaming iron in his hand, the flames in Han Muye's palm rose.
Lines of fiery red flames shone, and the brick-like flaming iron slowly melted.
There are not many flames in the world that are as blazing as the Golden Crow Divine Flame.
This is the divine fire that can burn through everything in the world.
A series of divine lines appeared in the palm of his hand. Han Muye clamped a divine line between his fingertips and slowly intertwined it with the molten flame iron.
When Han Dingyi and Han Jin delivered two black antelope horns and several translucent long tendons, Han Muye already had a bundle of golden-red flame essence wire in front of him.
This is fine iron wire with impurities removed and it is extremely tough.
"Young patriarch, these are the long horns and long tendons of the black antelope."
The two of them put everything on the stone table.
Han Muye nodded, picked up the horns and looked at them, then put the two horns together.
Wrap the golden-red flame essence iron wire around the two long horns and wrap them slowly.
In his palm, golden flames rose, merging these threads with the long horns.
After all the silk threads have been wrapped, the two long horns have been connected together and turned into the body of a long bow.
After picking up the bow and swinging it a few times, Han Muye weighed it with satisfaction.
"Buzz——"
On his fingertips, golden light flashed.
A series of true spirit divine patterns appeared on Long Gong Gong.
front.
reverse side.
Together.
Two lanes.
Three ways!
Three true spirit patterns!
Han Dingyi and Han Jin opened their mouths wide and watched as the long bow in Han Muye's hand flashed with golden light, and the four true spirit divine patterns appeared.
Never would he have thought that the young patriarch of his family would have the means to carve the true spirit and divine patterns.
The art of refining weapons!
The young patriarch actually masters the extremely rare weapon refining technique in the wilderness, and is an extremely noble weapon refiner!
With such means, why should the Hanshan tribe be worried?
When the true spirit pattern disappeared into the bow body, the long bow turned into a dark bow body eight feet long, with a golden red body.
After selecting two long tendons and kneading them, Han Muye hung them on the bow body.
"Buzz——"
The long bow was drawn into a full moon, and golden light shone.
The shadow of an illusory long arrow emerged.
As soon as the long arrow appeared, Han Dingyi and Han Jin shuddered.
If this arrow hits him, he will definitely die!
This long bow is terrifyingly powerful.
Han Muye slowly restored the long bow, then raised his hand and handed it to Han Dingyi's hand.
"Are Han Ding and his wife good at bow and arrow?"
Han Ding held the bow in his hand and kept stroking it, with a look of confusion on his face.
"Young Patriarch, will you give this bow to Uncle Ding?" Han Jin couldn't believe it and stared at Han Muye.
Han Dingyi also looked at Han Muye nervously.
"Relax, it's just a three-stripe longbow," Han Muye looked at the two of them with a smile on his face, "From now on, everyone in my clan will have weapons like this."
Does everyone have one?
There are only a few weapons of the third-grain level among more than a dozen ethnic groups within a hundred thousand miles.
Can everyone in the clan have such weapons?
Holding the long bow tightly in his hand, Han Ding took a long breath, slowly bowed to Han Muye, and knelt on one knee.
"Han Dingyi swears to follow the young patriarch to the death."
Beside him, Han Jin also knelt down.
The young patriarch of his clan has awakened the power of his bloodline and is at the seventh level of Yuanling cultivation, so he has the ability to refine weapons like this.
It is their common wish to follow these powerful men and revive their family group.
"Get up, Han Shan will get better and better." Han Muye raised his hand, and an irresistible force locked on the two of them, helping them up.
Conquering the strong ones in the clan and then slowly increasing the strength of the entire clan is what Han Muye wants to do now.
A long bow with three lines can directly conquer a strong person in the clan, which is a good deal.
With the three-stripe longbow, Han Dingyi was able to defeat the fifth level Yuanling master.
As a result, there is another top strong person in the clan.
"Let's see how to modify the practice method so that more people can awaken their bloodline."
Looking at Han Dingyi and Han Jin who were walking away excitedly outside the hall, Han Muye's eyes flashed with light.
Even if the clan members cannot fully awaken their bloodline, just awakening a few more percent of their bloodline power can double their strength.
In addition, the potential of South Korea and North Korea is insufficient, and they need to find a way.
Sitting in the hall, Han Muye started planning carefully.
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Lutang Black Panther tribe's residence.
Go to the pond.
In front of a broad bluestone house, Gu Ji looked nervously at the man in black robes in front of him.
The big man's face was gloomy, and silver light surged in his eyes.
An oppressive force hit Gu Ji.
"Bang——"
Gu Ji's body fell uncontrollably three feet away.
"Do you think this clan leader is no longer able to control the Lutang Black Panther clan?"
With a flash of light in his eyes, the big man stepped forward step by step, with a spear in his hand.
"Buzz——"
The spear was pressed against Gu Ji's throat.
Sen Han's spear flashed and seemed to penetrate Gu Ji's neck directly.
"Clan leader, don't dare, don't dare..." Gu Ji's throat moved slightly and he wiped the tip of the gun, feeling that his blood was about to solidify.
The leader of the Lutang Black Panther Clan, Lu Changlin has reached the seventh level of Yuanling.
In front of this person, I am an ant.
Lu Changlin snorted coldly and slowly put away his spear.
"Clan leader, I just thought that this matter was of great importance and I wanted to tell you, so I didn't listen to Elder Changshan and wait three days before reporting to the clan leader." Gu Ji looked at Lu Changlin in front of him and said in a low voice.
The expression on Lu Changlin's face changed.
He knew about the young patriarch of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe.
When he was brought back by the previous clan leader of the Hanshan Tribe, and after a hundred years of practice, he never expected that he would be able to awaken the Golden Crow bloodline.
The bloodline power of the Golden Crow clan is extremely powerful.
It's just that now the Golden Crow clan is suppressed by the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty, and it has been many years since their descendants have truly fully awakened their bloodline.
Just as Lu Changshan thought, it would definitely be of great benefit if he could use the bloodline power of the young clan leader of the Hanshan tribe to hone his own bloodline.
Lu Changshan needs it, and so does Lu Changlin!
Thinking of this, Lu Changlin was filled with hatred.
"Come here." He shouted.
Two middle-aged men wearing gray leather robes and a black leopard pattern on their heads strode forward.
"Send my letter to Taoist Taoist Chang Yao of Huyue Ridge in red to let them know that the Jinwu Hanshan tribe may have a way to awaken the Jinwu bloodline."
Handing out a black leopard-headed token, Lu Changlin showed a sneer on his face.
It is important for the awakened Golden Crow bloodline to hone oneself and seek breakthroughs.
But what can this kind of grinding do? How can it compare to the rewards from the human race?
This matter was reported to the human race, and the powerful men from the Ten Thousand Flowers Immortal Dynasty were invited to come. The rewards could be worth the Yuan Spirit of a powerful man who had awakened the Golden Crow bloodline.
What's more, the young clan leader of the Golden Crow Hanshan tribe has only been practicing for more than a hundred years, how strong can he be?
What use can his bloodline power be used for?
Although Lu Changshan is more talented than himself, unfortunately, he does not have enough experience.
After all, I still haven’t seen the big world.
Just let him go to the Hanshan Department to cause trouble.
Even if he kills all the people in the Hanshan tribe, it will only add some credit to himself.
At that time, there will be more chips in front of the human race of Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
Unfortunately, Tiger Leap Ridge is a bit far away. It is 80,000 miles away, and even the fast Hongzhi will take a few days to get there. It may not take more than ten or twenty days for the human masters over there to come.
On the second day, Hu Qiang of the White-tailed Fox Tribe led a group of White-tailed Fox tribe to arrive.
After hearing that Hu Qiang said that they went to Hanshan Department yesterday, Lu Changlin came to ask in person.
It's strange that Lu Changshan didn't take action yesterday.
However, Hu Qiang said that the strong men of the Hanshan tribe gathered together for hunting yesterday. I guess Lu Changshan wanted to wait until the young leader of the Hanshan tribe was alone before taking action?
Caution is prudent, but a little too timid.
No courage.
A junior who has practiced cultivation for more than a hundred years, a group of less than 500 Golden Crows, and no masters, just charge and kill them.
"Clan Chief Changlin, the succession ceremony of the clan chief of the Jinwu Hanshan Tribe, this is the invitation that Young Clan Chief Han Muye asked me to send by the way." Before Hu Qiang left, he left the animal skin with the Golden Crow mark given by Han Muye.
Lu Changlin narrowed his eyes as he watched Hu Qiang leading the White-tailed Fox Clan members away.
Since Lu Changshan was still hesitant and waiting, it would be an opportunity for him to kill the young patriarch of the Hanshan tribe and obtain the Golden Crow bloodline.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and led dozens of strong men from the clan directly to the Hanshan tribe.
Running quickly, we arrived outside Hanshan in just over an hour.
"Buzz——"
There was a roaring sound in the void.
Lu Changlin was stunned, looked up, and his expression changed.
A black ten-foot-long dragon flew away, circled in the air, and transformed into an old man wearing a black robe.
"Lu Changlin?"
The old man's eyes fell on Lu Changlin and the people behind him, and he said loudly: "You also heard that the young leader of the Hanshan tribe came out of seclusion and came to pay a visit?"
Lu Changlin's face twitched, he forced out a smile, nodded and said, "It turns out to be the Fengzhen clan leader."
"Lu is also going to Hanshan Department."
Feng Zhen, the leader of the Black Dragon Clan in Yunze, is a seventh-level master of Yuanling. He has awakened the blood of the Black Dragon Clan, and his cultivation and combat power are the best within a radius of ten thousand miles.
Lu Changlin did not dare to show any slightness in front of Feng Zhen.
"Haha, let's go together." Feng Zhen laughed, stretched out his hand to grab Lu Changlin's arm, and strode forward.
"We have an old friendship with the Han Shan tribe. The young patriarch, Han Muye, was led by Han Qi to see me when he was there."
"I heard that this kid has now awakened the Golden Crow bloodline. This is something extraordinary. I have to go to the pole to fawn over him no matter what."
"By the way, Lao Lu, what gift did you bring?"
Lu Changlin's face was full of embarrassment. He said a few perfunctory words and winked at the masters of the Black Panther clan behind him.
Everyone lowered their heads and followed behind.
They didn't bring any gifts, but they brought weapons.
Originally, I was planning to kill someone...
After walking for only a moment, the people of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe, led by the clan leader Han Chaohu, had already strode forward to greet them.
Seeing the Black Panther clan, Han Chaohu's expression darkened.
This made Lu Changlin and others tremble.
Could it be that Han Muye has been killed by Lu Changshan?
This matter has to be faced by Fengzhen, so maybe he will fall out immediately?
Along the way, Fengzhen regarded himself as the elder of the Hanshan clan, and he obviously wanted to get close to him.
With a roll of his eyes, Lu Changlin took a step forward, cupped his hands and said: "Brother Chaohu, I, the ancient elder of the Black Panther clan, was disrespectful to the young clan leader. I have grounded him. Today, Lu came to see the young clan leader to express his apology."
Let's test it out first and make sure the young clan leader is safe before proceeding.
Disrespectful?
apology?
Feng Zhen frowned and turned to look at Lu Changlin.
Han Chaohu snorted, cupped his hands, and then looked at Feng Zhen: "Here comes Chief Feng. My young chief has gone hunting and will be back soon."
With that said, he motioned Feng Zhen to wait at the station first.
Feng Zhen nodded and walked over.
Lu Changlin and the Black Panther clan members behind him faced the vigilant eyes of the Jinwu Hanshan clan members and followed them with all their might.
After waiting for only a moment in the bluestone hall, a long roar was heard.
A surging and fiery aura surged.
Fengzhen's eyes lit up and he looked at Han Chaohu: "Your young clan leader has a strong Yuanling cultivation level, which is probably at the sixth level, and he has awakened a lot of bloodline power."
Lu Changlin on the side looked slightly solemn.
This young patriarch doesn't seem to be easy to deal with.
With a smile on Han Chaohu's face, he looked at the figure walking towards the door and said, "Clan Chief Feng, this is not the young chief, but an old man from the Yunhe Clan of Hanshan tribe who has recovered from his injuries and achieved a breakthrough in cultivation."
At the door, Han Yunhe walked over with energy and blood surging all over his body. The cyan Golden Crow shadow behind him vibrated, and a faint golden light flowed.
"Han Yunhe has met Chief Feng."
His eyes fell on Lu Changlin. The golden crow flashed behind Han Yunhe, and his fighting spirit surged: "I have met Patriarch Lu Changlin."
A trace of the Golden Crow clan's bloodline has awakened, and they have reached the sixth level of Yuanling.
Han Yunhe felt that his strength was constantly surging, and he was fully capable of fighting Lu Changlin.
Feng Zhen's face was full of smiles.
Lu Changlin narrowed his eyes.
"came back--"
In the distance, there were cheers.
"What a big pig——"
(End of chapter)
