"Grandpa, let's go, or we'll be back in a hundred years. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Early in the morning, the people of the "Qingshi Tribe" walked out of the gate of the tribe with large bags of furniture on their shoulders and small bags.

"Well, I hope grandpa can see that day and die without regrets."

The Eighth Elder looked at this ancestral land engraved in his bones, and the old man burst into tears.

He knew he had just over ninety years to live, and he didn't know if he would be able to wait until that day.

"Grandpa, don't worry, you will definitely see that day."

Wang Qiang patted his chest and reassured.

Ever since he knew that there was a treasure like the "Soul Cleansing Fruit" in this world, he had made up his mind to get one no matter what, so that this old man, who had suffered to the extreme, could at least have the cultivation of the fairyland.

"Good! Let's go! ”

The Eighth Elder has become the real principal of the "Bluestone Tribe", with the existence of Wang Qiang and Shishi, and all this will become a final conclusion in the future.

With a wave of the hand of the eight elders carrying the stone, the "bluestone tribe" of about 1,300 people began a great migration.

Niuniu carried a big bamboo basket containing three little tigers, walking next to the stone, her little face was full of smiles, so that the stone was full of spirit, and she walked at the front of the team with her head held high.

Wang Qiang turned on his supernatural powers, monitored every move around him, and was specifically responsible for protecting everyone's safety.

It's not that Wang Qiang doesn't know the benefits of the "Best Soul Stone Cave", but the stakes there are too great, and he doesn't worry about bringing the people of the "Bluestone Tribe" there.

After all, there must be some people who can't resist the temptation of these more than 1,300 people, once that soul stone cave is exposed, not to mention the current Wang Qiang, even an empire can't afford it.

According to the information I know, even those empires do not have the production of the best soul stones, and you can imagine how precious this best soul stone is.

This trail leading from the "Bluestone Tribe" to the "Red Fire Tribe" is usually not visited by cultivators, because this area is a notoriously barren place, and even those large and small hunting teams and adventure teams will not come here to hunt.

Therefore, although this team of more than 1,000 people was not small, it was not until the afternoon when everyone approached the "Red Fire Tribe" that they saw outsiders, and the further they went, the more outsiders came.

In the somewhat surprised eyes of passers-by, everyone came to the gate of the "Red Fire Tribe" all the way safely.

Because of the strict order of the Eight Elders, although most of the clansmen had never been here, they were very surprised to see everything here, and no one dared to make a loud noise, just whispering.

"Let's go inside." With a wave of the Eighth Elder's high-spirited hand, the team of the "Bluestone Tribe" began to enter the city.

Wang Qiang, the Eighth Elder, and the Stone had already discussed, and this time the Stone was exposed for his cultivation and talent, plus the Eighth Elder's identity as a Fu Seal Master, in exchange for the protection of the "Hurricane Tribe".

And Wang Qiang's own secrets are too much, so he continues to hide them and act as the hole card behind the scenes of the "Bluestone Tribe".

Came to the main square in the city, signaled everyone to wait, and the eight elders took the stone and walked straight towards the old man of the Spirit Realm who was in charge of pressing the formation on the side.

"Elder Feng, I have something to discuss with you."

The Eighth Elder obviously recognized the elder sent by the "Hurricane Tribe" to suppress the formation, and said to him who squinted his eyes slightly.

"Oh? Brother Wang, you are ......"

Although this Wind Elder was only an outer hall elder of the "Hurricane Tribe", he also had the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Realm, and when he saw Wang Ba bring so many clansmen in, his heart was already shocked.

He knew the situation of the "Bluestone Tribe": that small tribe didn't even have a cultivator in the early stage of the Spirit Realm, how could it be so calm and the whole clan came out?

"Well, as you think, there is a genius from our "Bluestone Tribe", he is only fifteen years old this year, and it is this kid who carried me on his back and killed all the people in the deacon hall of the "Red Rain Tribe" stationed in our place. ”

"We have no choice now, I want to send my clan to your "Hurricane Tribe" and see if you can accept it. ”

When he had just entered the city, the Eighth Elder had already asked Shi Shi to let go of his cultivation, so now his strong aura fell on Elder Feng without reservation.

"Only fifteen? Running to the Clan? ”

This can be regarded as pie in the sky, why would he not agree to such a good thing? Anyway, the Red Rain Tribe and the Hurricane Tribe have been hostile for I don't know how many years, and sooner or later they will go to war.

A genius with the potential of the Holy Realm and a rune master are enough to impress the upper echelons of the tribe.

Even if the "Hurricane Tribe" has only recommended two saint-level geniuses to the "Heavenly Wind Empire" in the past ten thousand years, it has already obtained a lot of resources and attention, and if it recommends another one, it will be a great thing.

There is also no way, among the tribal-level forces, there are simply not enough cultivation resources to cultivate saint-level geniuses, which is a win-win choice.

"Good! On behalf of the "Hurricane Tribe", I welcome you to come, and we will definitely allocate a fertile territory to your "Bluestone Tribe" so that you can grow and develop rapidly. ”

Elder Feng was a person who knew his tribe very well, and it was impossible for them to push such a good opportunity out.

After the two sides reached a verbal agreement, Elder Feng immediately took action, and after a while, he mobilized nearly a hundred Red Firebirds, and led the people of the "Bluestone Tribe" to the sky, flying in the direction of the "Hurricane Tribe".

A few hours later, with the Red Firebird landing, it was already evening.

"Ah Qiang, you take everyone to wait here, and I'll go to the city with the stone."

Everyone got off the red firebird and came to the side of the main square, and the eighth elder said to Wang Qiang.

"Well, grandpa, don't worry, I'll take care of everyone."

Wang Qiang nodded cautiously and said.

"Huh? This little guy is so valued by the king? Or one of the principals of the "Bluestone Tribe"? ”

Elder Feng was a little strange, but it was just strange.

In this world where the strong are respected, Wang Qiang's cultivation in the middle of the mortal realm is not taken into his eyes at all, and he just wants to take the stone and Wang Ba to the headquarters of the "Hurricane Tribe" and settle this major matter as soon as possible.

A moment later, the Eighth Elder, who had explained clearly to Wang Qiang, told Shi Shi to follow Elder Feng and gallop away, and soon disappeared.

Wang Qiang, who had nothing to do, saw that everyone in the "Qingshi Tribe" was sitting and resting in an orderly manner, so he took out a skin bag that had been prepared a long time ago, poured out three bowls of dragon blood, and fed the three little tigers who were already hungry.