This futon hunting tribe called the Wooden Cave Clan is located in a black rocky mountain,

Like the scenery seen along the way, Su Ziyu can hardly see how wide the area is, but the stone mountains and stone pillars here are obviously much denser than other places, and there are far fewer potholes in the rocks and ground, which looks relatively complete, looking at it from a distance, it is like a jungle made of boulders. After the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info approached the stone forest, some low plants and trees finally began to appear along the way, and it was no longer dry and barren and desolate. It's just that the trees are all pitch black like pig iron, and there is not a single leaf on the bare branches, which looks like ornaments made of metal.

The sky here, with no sunlight in sight, seems to be forever gloomy, shrouded in vast gray-brown rocks and hills, with caves and ravines, giving people a dark and oppressive feeling, and the heart is very uncomfortable. But the mattressant and his people, who seemed to have long been accustomed to it, gathered in the procession, carrying bows and arrows, crossbows, and hammeraxes, and all sorts of weapons, carrying their own catches, and singing some kind of melodious song in unison. Although Su Ziyu can hardly understand the meaning of the lyrics, he can also feel the rough and vicissitudes of life, which is singing praises and worshipping something.

Moreover, there are not only men in these hunting teams, but also a third of them are women, who are also tall, toned and majestic, wearing thick leather armor, and they seem to be not weak in combat at all.

"I can't imagine that the tribes here, although primitive, have a kind of gender equality, all the people are soldiers, and many people have reversed their innate and are vigorous. It's just that a hunting team of their size didn't bring back much prey, so why did they risk their lives to go out and fight monsters and beasts with so much effort?"

Between Su Ziyu's nose, you can vaguely smell a faint smell of blood, and you can also see that some people's weapons and leather armor are stained with bloodstains, obviously more or less experienced some battles, but it is rare to see which thousand-legged stone dragon has a whole beast corpse on its back, most of the people are just carrying leather bags like the mattress hunting, bulging, it is estimated that they are full of blood.

It seems that there is no shortage of food here. Come to think of it, the size of any spirit beast is much larger than that of a human, and if you use it as food, you don't know how long it can be eaten. Moreover, the unique and abundant environment has made most people have entered the stage of eating qi and valley, and most of the small amounts of food are just used to adjust the body and balance the blood qi.

This team, of about forty or fifty men, approached their tribal territory, and all of them felt a sense of joy when they had returned from the hunt, and they all seemed to be greatly relaxed, and there was a sense of relief as if they were tired of returning to their nests.

After entering the center of the stone forest, the scene he saw was much beyond Su Ziyu's expectations, and there were no imaginary houses, except for some young children playing and playing, running happily around the thousand-legged stone dragon, and the crowd left behind cheered, excitedly welcoming the return of the hunting team and joining them in singing.

Su Ziyu took a closer look, only to find that many people had escaped from the cave of a big mountain, which occupied an extremely wide area, with a height of at least nearly a thousand meters, which was more than half a section higher than the surrounding stone pillar and stone forest.

Such a scene almost made Su Ziyu smile bitterly in his heart, obviously the way of life of the local people is more primitive than he imagined, and they actually live in the cave, could it be that it is really a primitive society where Ru Mao drinks blood. Originally, he saw that the weapons used by the mattress and others were all metal products, which were quite sophisticated, and he thought that the level of civilization was not low, but what he saw in front of him couldn't help but greatly subvert his perception, and he even had some doubts about whether he could find out what he wanted from these primitive tribes.

Just when Su Ziyu didn't say a word and followed behind the mattress to observe, many people in the crowd who greeted him were also pointing at him, communicating in the local language, obviously discovering this stranger in a completely different costume.

Among them, there was a man with the most burly and majestic body, who looked extremely powerful, and his eyes flashed, and he walked towards them.

As soon as this person appeared, the people around him seemed very respectful and automatically gave up their positions, obviously having a high status in the clan.

Su Ziyu was silent on the surface, but he had actually secretly raised his vigilance.

In this big man's body, he vaguely felt a deep and scorching smell of qi and blood, like a moving humanoid volcano, which could erupt at any time, full of deterrence. This feeling is even a little close to the pressure that Wei Shenyang once brought to himself.

If there is no invisible spiritual magnetic field, thoughts can be separated from the body to exert magical powers, Su Ziyu naturally does not need to be nervous, and it is extremely easy to deal with. But now that his strength has been greatly reduced, and he is in a completely unfamiliar environment, he can't help but be careful everywhere.

The mattress was obviously a little afraid of the big man, and took the initiative to meet him, and the two of them stood there and began to talk. They didn't lower their voices, Su Ziyu's ears were sharp, and he could basically hear clearly, and the mattress was introducing himself to the other party, mainly boasting about his strength, killing the spirit called the caracal, and saving his life.

After he finished speaking, the big man pointed at Su Ziyu a few times, and at the same time shook his head again and again and said a few words, letting out a loud laugh, even if he couldn't fully understand the other party's language, Su Ziyu could feel the thick contempt in it. Even the other tribesmen who were watching burst into laughter and dispersed.

Obviously, they didn't believe the description of the mattress at all.

I can't blame these people, the body of the mattress is already extremely burly and strong, and among the people Su Ziyu has seen, only the bear-like monster of Wudang Shilong can be compared. But in this cave clan, he can only be regarded as a medium stature, and there are many people who are stronger and taller than him. The big man who made a mocking voice was a head taller than him.

And Su Ziyu's height is more than one hundred and eighty centimeters, and he is definitely not short outside, but when he arrives here, he follows up the Giant Country, and even the female tribesmen who hunt are taller than him, and they look really inconspicuous, and can even be described as thin. It is estimated that in their eyes, the strength is also relatively weak.

In the face of these people's reactions, Su Ziyu just had an indifferent expression, as if what they were talking about was not herself.

On the contrary, the mattress looked a little angry, and even if his other companion helped to explain, no one paid attention. He could only helplessly signal Su Ziyu to enter the cave in the belly of the mountain with him.

After walking in, Su Ziyu found that there was no cave inside, and it was not as simple as he imagined, and there was no unpleasant smell. After advancing along the cave for dozens of meters, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment, an extremely large cave appears in front of you, the height of the top of the cave is more than 100 meters, two rows of neat square stone chambers are built against the edge, the walls of the cave are full of torches, shining as bright as day.

On the four walls of the cave, there are large swaths of colorful petroglyphs, with patterns of crowds hunting and fierce battles against monsters, but more, there are some ancient text symbols, as well as records of worshipping heaven and earth, sacrificing to the gods.

But the most eye-catching thing is a towering tree in the middle of the grotto!

This big tree is as thick as thirty or forty people surrounding it, and the height of the tree is close to the top of the cave, and it has exceeded eighty meters by visual inspection, which is at least equivalent to a building with more than twenty floors!

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel the insignificance of the person standing below.

What surprised Su Ziyu even more was that this big tree was as black as ink, steel poured iron like metal, and there were almost no branches on the trunk, only the umbrella-like crown bloomed in the top area, and the large leaves of the basin were glowing with a faint dark green luster, and under the light of the torch, it reflected a brilliant intertwined and complex circling brilliance, like a dream, incomparably spectacular!

The roots of the trees are deeply embedded in the rock formations. And the ground around the roots is all polished smooth as a mirror, engraved with circles of dark red symbols, densely packed, vaguely forming a circular array. At the edge of the symbol array, there were dozens of guards wearing thick armor and holding spears, all of them lean and straight, and their momentum was like a mountain.

When the tribesmen who had returned from hunting like Bedhunt saw this towering giant tree, their expressions became solemn and solemn, and they consciously lined up in a queue to step forward, and after the permission of the guards, they took off the large leather bags around their waists one by one, untied the sacs, and poured the harvested essence blood along the formation. The still hot blood of the spirit flowed along the pattern one by one, and finally all flowed to the roots of the giant tree. Those huge black metal roots, rough and craggy skin, swallowed and sucked greedily, and in the blink of an eye, there was not a drop left.

The people of the Cave Clan, who had completed these movements, all knelt on the ground and worshipped, singing their long rhythmic songs.

"It turns out that these people went out to hunt, and the essence blood they harvested was actually used to water and feed this metal tree?"

Although he was blocked out by the guards' vigilant gaze, Su Ziyu still concentrated his eyes and saw clearly. By this time, he finally knew that these cave people did not want to be as primitive and barbaric as he had guessed. Obviously, this strange towering giant tree, to them is like a tribal totem and a god, worshipping and feeding religiously, there must be some kind of magical mystery in it, but it is not visible now.

After seeing the hunting party watering the tree with its blood, the onlookers all let out bursts of cheers, looking satisfied and happy.

"Why are you feeding this giant tree with your blood?"

After the mattress came back, Su Ziyu immediately asked.

"This is the patron saint of the tribe, Lingmu Wu! Let's go, I'll take you to the clan elders. ”

The expression of the mattress hunter was solemn and solemn, and he tried to slow down the speed of his speech so that he could understand what he meant.

Su Ziyu retracted his gaze, nodded and followed him, bypassing the spirit tree known as the Wu, and entering a passage on the other side, and finally arrived at a stone room where there were standing guards.

Inside the stone room, there were tables and chairs made of ironwood like the outside of the stone forest, and three old men sat on the chairs, but they were dressed differently from the other clansmen, not leather armor, but well-sewn pure white robes, made of unknown materials, with a silver-white luster. Despite their old appearance, these elders were also strong and burly, and it was evident that they were once powerful warriors.

"I've seen a few elders. ”

After the introduction of the mattress hunt, he stood respectfully, Su Ziyu was slightly quiet, and bowed to the old man.

When the three elders heard him speak, they looked a little strange, and talked in a low voice for a moment, and then the man in the middle asked:

"Guest from afar, you speak a different language than us, are you from the north?"

"Elder, do you know my language?"

The pronunciation of his voice when he spoke was actually different from that of the mattress, but it was somewhat close to Su Ziyu, which surprised him.

"We have very few outsiders here, but I have lived a little longer, and I have been to the great tribes of the north, and among them there is a very strong Hunhive, who speak a language that is somewhat similar to yours, but not identical. And the outfit you're wearing is something I've never seen before. Seeing that Su Ziyu didn't answer his question, the elder was not angry, but just carefully looked at his outfit, revealing a surprised expression.

Hearing such an answer, Su Ziyu was silent for a while. He almost thought that the other party was from the same place as him, but now he realized that he was still happy in vain. It seems that the area here is extremely vast, and the languages used are also diverse, so I am not familiar with it.

"Thank you for saving the mattress hunt. I don't know why this warrior came to us, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The elder continued to ask.

"I just stumbled upon Futamari and am not familiar with the situation here. I don't know where the Northern Hunchao Province you said, Elder, and how can I find it?"

In any case, at least the other party can communicate with him more smoothly, and he also hopes to take this opportunity to try to solve his doubts. However, after all, the situation was not good, so he could only be vague, not wanting to reveal the origin of his movement through the Boundary-Breaking Xuanguang Void.

I just don't know if this answer can be vague and satisfy the other party.

"Young man, don't be nervous, we Cave Clan welcome all warriors. After all, we have to face those devils underground and terrifying magnetic storms, and only by uniting together can we survive. A puzzled look flashed across the elder's face, and it was obvious that his answer was not true, but he didn't seem to mind, but was unexpectedly very enthusiastic.