It was only in the evening that the old priest took Lin Yuan out of his wooden house, saying that he was going to attend the bonfire party in the tribe.

Lin Yuan walked out of the old priest's house, only to find that the Wushan tribe was very large.

There are thousands of tribal households.

Everyone gathered around, eating barbecue, drinking home-brewed fruit wine, and dancing happily around the campfire.

Lin Yuan also quickly got along with them.

From their mouths, they learned that this is a hundred thousand mountains, and among the hundred thousand mountains, there are about 100,000 tribes, and they all believe in witchcraft and respect Shennong as the lord of the world.

After the Fuxi clan, he was the second emperor.

Shennong's is more than 300 years old.

Lin Yuan was shocked when he heard it, and sure enough, ancient human beings generally had a longer lifespan.

In the realm of adventure, the Shennong clan was still alive, which made Lin Yuan's mind somewhat active.

In his flame temple, there is still a statue of Shennong.

After the bonfire feast, it is time to sacrifice the idols of the gods.

Every tribe in the 100,000 mountains has the custom of sacrificing idols, some are wolf gods, some are firebirds, and some are bears...... Each tribe is different, and these sacrificial idols will gradually evolve into totems in the future.

To Lin Yuan's surprise, the Wushan tribe sacrificed was actually Fuxi Nuwa.

Lin Yuan looked at the statue of Fuxi Nuwa, and the harazi was about to flow down.

In the Huoyun Temple, there is still a statue of Fuxi God missing.

When Lin Yuan asked the old priest for the statue of Fuxi, it immediately attracted the unanimous cold eyes and anger of the villagers.

Lin Yuan had no choice but to give up.

However, this is inevitably too unwilling, which is equivalent to entering Baoshan empty.

Fortunately, the old priest reminded him that the Wushan tribe was about to attack the Yanxiong tribe ten miles away, and he would wait until he captured the Yanxiong tribe before giving him the Yanxiong statue.

Lin Yuan could only accept it.

Three days later, the old priest of Wushan selected a total of 300 sturdy warriors, who were dressed in animal bone armor, carrying hunting knives and spears, and marched towards the Yanxiong tribe ten miles away under the cover of the morning mist.

Lin Yuan was also mixed in with this group of warriors.

In the deep mountains and old forests, it was difficult for horses to move an inch, so Lin Yuan abandoned his war horse and walked with the Wushan warriors.

The crowd had walked about seven or eight miles, and the leader suddenly stopped.

It wasn't long before a whistle sounded in the dense forest ahead.

Immediately after, a scout covered in oil paint emerged from the woods.

"The dark sentinels have been solved, and the Flame Bear Tribe is still not alert."

"Everyone, hurry up!" The chief immediately ordered.

Suddenly, a group of people stumbled forward quickly, and when they arrived in front of a wooden village, the leader shouted directly.

"Kill!"

The 300 people immediately roared, carrying spears, and rushed towards the Yanxiong tribe without fear of death.

At this time, the sentry of the Flame Bear tribe also discovered them, and immediately blew the horn around their necks.

Sou!

Lin Yuan stretched out his bow and shot an arrow through the sentry's neck.

Unfortunately, the horn was blown anyway.

In the Flame Bear Tribe, the men's roars were immediately heard.

However, the speed of the Wushan tribe was faster, and everyone overthrew the walled gate and rushed into the Yanxiong tribe to kill.

The spear was used as a javelin and projected.

Many of the men of the Flame Bear tribe who were not ready were stabbed to death with spears.

At this moment, the leader of the Yanxiong tribe finally appeared.

He was extremely tall and muscular, and he rushed out with a huge bronze knife and killed three Wushan warriors in a row.

There is a kind of unstoppable demeanor.

The leader of the Wushan tribe rushed forward and fought with him.

The two bronze knives collided, making a landslide and earth cracking sound, which was very terrifying.

However, the leader of the Yanxiong tribe was infinitely powerful, and his sword skills were opened and closed, and the leader of the Wushan tribe gradually lost his strength and fell behind.

Lin Yuan didn't say a word, and directly joined the battle.

When he took the knife of the leader of the Yanxiong tribe, he knew how powerful this person was, and the shock made his arms numb, his mouth cracked, and the phoenix mouth purple gold knife almost got out of his hand.

However, fortunately, his weapons are stronger.

The bronze knife of the leader of the Flame Bear tribe on the other side was really just an ordinary bronze knife.

In these 100,000 mountains, it can be regarded as a sharp weapon, but compared to Lin Yuan's equipment, it is far behind.

The bronze knife of the leader of the Yanxiong tribe directly collapsed into a gap.

"What!"

The leader of the Flame Bear Tribe also looked horrified.

After Lin Yuan unloaded his strength, he took a leap, and the phoenix mouth purple gold knife slashed down on his head.

Click!

The bronze knife of the leader of the Flame Bear tribe was cut in two on the spot.

The blade of the phoenix mouth purple gold knife was directly on the neck of the leader of the Yanxiong tribe.

Everyone in the room immediately stopped.

The warriors of the Yanxiong tribe looked at Lin Yuan, their eyes full of awe, while the warriors of the Wushan tribe roared excitedly.

According to the rules of the 100,000 mountains, if the leader is defeated, the tribe is defeated.

The defeated clan will be automatically merged into the winning clan.

The Flame Bear Tribe will cease to exist.

And the statue of the Flame Bear God of the Flame Bear Tribe is not allowed to continue to enjoy incense sacrifices.

"This is the Flame Bear Statue?"

Lin Yuan, led by the old priest of the Yanxiong tribe, came to the cave where the statue of the Yanxiong god was enshrined.

The Flame Bear Statue is dedicated to a flaming black bear!

"Ding! System Prompt: Found the Flame Bear Statue, do you want to get it? ”

"Get!"

Lin Yuan did not hesitate to choose to get it.

Above the cave, a golden light fell directly, and in the golden light, the Flame Bear Statue slowly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally shrank to the size of a palm and fell into Lin Yuan's hands.

This miracle directly made the old priest of the Yanxiong tribe on the side drop his jaw, and he was even more sure that Lin Yuan was a god.

That night, the old priest led all the people of the Yanxiong tribe and merged into the Wushan tribe.

Lin Yuan's adventure is also coming to an end.

Before leaving, the old priest of the Wushan Department summoned Lin Yuan to his room alone.

"The old man has received the guidance of the spirit of nature, and knows that you are from the outside world, and is about to go back, and I have summoned you here now to make a deal with you."

"What deal?"

Lin Yuan didn't care, and began to rummage through the old priest's room.

There are a large number of bottles and jars stored here, which are filled with some old priests' medicines.

Lin Yuanke still remembered that the arrow wound on his back was healed by the old priest's medicine in one day.

If he can get this magic medicine and take it out, then he will have a few more lives.

When the old priest saw Lin Yuan rummaging through it on his own, he didn't care.

"I heard that you defeated Xiongshan with one sword, and I know that this is the power of the knife in your hand, so I implore you to leave the knife to our Wushan Department."

"You want my knife?" Lin Yuan suddenly became a little different.

The most important thing for people who use knives is the knife in their hands.

Because the knife has reached a certain level, it is necessary to take the qi to raise the knife, and the longer the knife follows, the more powerful it becomes.

Like Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms, a glaive sword was nourished for thirty years, and finally became extremely sharp, and the green dragon possessed the spirit before he was promoted to an emperor-level weapon.

Lin Yuan also planned to raise the phoenix mouth purple gold knife in his hand.

However, the old priest had such a request, which suddenly made Lin Yuan in a dilemma.

First, the old priest saved his life.

Secondly, the old priest gave him a statue of the Flame Bear.

This kindness, no matter what, should be repaid.

However, there is also a popular legend in the world of knife cultivation that once the master turns his back on his sword, then in the future, he will die under the knife.

Lin Yuan always felt that this was like a proposition.

"The knife can be given to you, but you also have to give me a resurrection pill!"

In the end, Lin Yuan compromised and thought of such a way, if something evil really happened to abandon the knife, then it would be good to lose a life, as long as he came back to life.

"Resurrection Pill?" The old priest was a little puzzled.

He took out a small black box from his shelf, opened it, and took out three porcelain vases from inside.

In each porcelain bottle, there is a golden elixir.

Lin Yuan was next to him, watching carefully.

"This is the rejuvenation pill given to me by His Majesty when I followed His Majesty Shennong in the past, saying that as long as a person still has a breath, he can be revived and restored to health."

"The medicinal soup I refined for you is also the improved Dan recipe of this Dan, the Little Rejuvenation Soup."

Lin Yuan took a deep breath and couldn't wait to grab it immediately.

However, his gaze soon caught a glimpse of the bottom of the small black box, where a token was randomly thrown in the corner, and the front of the token had the word 'Huang'.

Royal Recruitment Order!

Lin Yuan's eyes were quick, and he immediately picked up the emperor-level recruitment order.

The old priest was slightly surprised, but still explained: "This is a useless token, which was captured by me following His Majesty Shennong to capture the Dog Rong tribe back then, so take it if you want." ”

Lin Yuan was overjoyed, it didn't take any effort to get it.

In the end, the old priest still gave Lin Yuan a Rejuvenation Pill.

[Rejuvenation Pill] (Divine Medicine): Shennong's collection of the Nine Heavens Divine Lotus and his own refining, as long as a breath is still there, taking this pill, you can regain your health.

"It's actually a divine pill!" Lin Yuan was also taken aback.

With this elixir, he is equivalent to an extra life.

After putting away the Divine Pill, Lin Yuan soaked it for a long time, and finally plucked some ordinary pills from the old priest's hand.

"50 medium-grade qualification pills!"

"10 pieces of Washing Tendon and Cutting Myelin Pill!"

"Three Nine Ox Two Tiger Pills!"

is full of benefits, and it is time for Lin Yuan to leave.

After Lin Yuan left the Phoenix Mouth Purple Gold Knife (Purple Gold Level) and the Ring Head Knife (Gold Level), he rode a war horse and disappeared into the mist.

After he left, the Wushan tribe and the 100,000 mountains disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared.

After Lin Yuan entered the mist, he stepped into the familiar pine forest.

The old horse knew the way, and the war horse took him and slowly walked out of the thick fog.