Xia Cang, who was closely following Su Jiu, suddenly trembled in his heart, and unconsciously slowed down, not daring to get too close to Su Jiu anymore, only following from a distance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, he was even more convinced in his heart that Su Jiu was going to seek revenge.

Looking at Su Jiu's evil spirit, even if he ran to pick a sect, Xia Cang felt that he might not be surprised.

Su Jiu flew all the way according to the induction in his soul, even if it was nightfall, he didn't stop, and he didn't slow down.

Gradually, Xia Cang also sensed that something was wrong and realized the seriousness of the matter, so he began to be vigilant and vigilant in silence.

By the time three days and months had passed, Su Jiu and the others had already crossed tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and their sense of Lin Ling was becoming clearer and clearer.

When Su Jiu was a little relieved, Lin Ling's divine sense of light began to stabilize and was no longer weak.

It's still in a state that will dissipate at any time, but at least it's not as dangerous as before.

Another three days passed, and Su Jiu and Xia Cang stopped outside an imitation city, hiding the aura of cultivation before stepping into it.

Lin Ling's location is probably in this range, even if she is not in this imitation city, she will not be too far away from this imitation city.

Unlike the scattered cultivation imitation market that Su Jiu once visited, it was not scattered, and it was lively, but it was obvious that the monks who came and went here were somewhat restrained.

And the fluctuations in most of the monks made Su Jiu and Xia Cang feel weird.

There is also a large open space in this imitation market, and many monks open stalls on it to trade.

Su Jiu also saw a few bulging tents, the style was a little peculiar, and many of the monks who came in and out were actually bare-chested, and only a beast skin skirt was wrapped around the lower body.

Su Jiu and Xia Cang glanced at each other quietly, and then walked towards a resting restaurant with a tacit understanding.

After ordering a pot of spirit wine at random, the two of them tasted the wine silently, seemingly digesting the aura contained in the spirit wine, but in fact they were secretly observing everything around them.

At the same time, they quietly listened to the conversation between the monks in the restaurant, and in a short time, the two of them roughly solved this imitation city.

This imitation city is called Wutu Fangshi, which is a tribal imitation city under the control of the Wutu tribe, and most of the people who come and go are tribal monks.

Su Jiu didn't know much about the tribal monks, and only occasionally heard some simple rumors, but Xia Cang's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and his face seemed to be solemn in an instant.

Su Jiu glanced at Xia Cang silently, did not ask, but continued to listen to the conversation of the monks in the restaurant.

It soon became clear why the monks in the imitation city, no matter who they were, seemed to be more or less restrained.

This is the rule set by the great barbarians of the Wutu tribe, no matter for any reason, they are not allowed to fight in the imitation city, and those who violate it will be personally shot by the great barbarians of the Wutu tribe, and the soul will be refined into a Turing, and it will not be reincarnated forever.

If this were the case, there might not be many people holding it back.

But the fight referred to here, even if there is a small quarrel, will be mercilessly punished.

There was even a foreign body cultivator who had a louder voice, and was mistaken for yelling and scolding others, and there was no room for maneuver, so he was captured by the warriors of the Wutu tribe and handed over to the great barbarians for punishment.

When they heard this, Su Jiu and Xia Cang couldn't help frowning, feeling that this Wutu tribe was a little too unreasonable.

But they only frowned, and the two of them would not be stupid enough to run out and accuse the Wutu tribe of unreasonable practices.

As for the cultivation of that Wutu barbarian, the two of them could also hear it clearly, it seemed to be a primordial infant cultivation, which made the monks of the Quartet in awe.

But when they heard Su Jiu and Xia Cang's ears, they failed to provoke any reaction.

It wasn't until he heard no more useful news that Su Jiu looked at Xia Cang.

Xia Cang immediately understood, and directly transmitted the voice to Su Jiu, explaining what a tribal monk was.

A tribal monk, as the name suggests, is a monk who belongs to a certain tribe, just like a sect monk or a family monk.

The form of the tribe is somewhat similar to the family, but there are differences, most of the people in a tribe can intermarry with each other, and the big barbarian is equivalent to the head of the tribe, that is, the existence of the patriarch.

The cultivation method is fundamentally different from that of most of Li Lan's monks.

Although they are all based on the aura of heaven and earth, they never practice magic, and each tribe has a belief in the god of totem, which is equivalent to the divine power they cultivate.

And they are all very special, each with its own strengths.

No matter which tribe people are, at the age of five, they will kneel in front of the totem statues in the tribe and baptize them, and depict and integrate the Turing.

The so-called Turing is the abbreviation of the spirit of the totem, which is in the same vein as the god of totem.

For example, the totem god of the Wutu tribe is the ancient demon Golden Crow, so as long as the demon bird with the blood of the Golden Crow in his body can become a Turing.

After extracting his soul, he carves his own essence and blood into the skin of the tribal monk, which is Turing, and can at least retain one of his original supernatural powers.

Since then, tribal monks have been able to use Turing to fight, and there is a certain chance that those with extraordinary talents will awaken the Turing of the totem god and achieve extraordinary results.

After Su Jiu heard this, she immediately recalled the blood snake technique used by Lin Ling, she had always thought it was a secret method, but now it seems that it must be Turing.

When Lin Ling was still in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, she said that she wanted to enter the Immortal Palace Realm with her clansmen.

Could it be that her tribe is in some crisis?

Su Jiu's eyes flashed, and he immediately guessed.

Xia Cang finally couldn't help it, and after some hesitation, he asked directly: "Are you here...... What is it? ”

Su Jiu raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Cang, and then said briefly: "Find someone." ”

The corners of Xia Cang's mouth twitched suddenly, he naturally knew that she was looking for someone, couldn't he tell him in advance, what was the enemy or who he was looking for? At least let him prepare.

The tribal monks may not be much of a threat to them now, but the totem god of the tribe is not an existence to be messed with......

Xia Cang was worried in his heart, Su Jiu seemed to understand something, raised his hand towards Xia Cang's eyebrows, and suddenly in Xia Cang's mind, a woman's figure appeared.

Or a woman?

Xia Cang's face suddenly became more bitter, and the female cultivators were generally more difficult......

However, Su Jiu said to himself: "Her name is Lin Ling, my slave. ”

Oh, it turned out to be a slave......

Xia Cang nodded reflexively, but after reacting, his eyes suddenly widened: "Slave?!" ”

Su Jiu actually took a tribal monk as a slave??

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