Mountains and Rivers Chapter 82 The Two Tribes of Mixin

Dozens of miles away from the Tiehang tribe, there are attic courtyards here, and the bluestone slabs paved with tight seams are not known how many times richer than the Tiehang tribe.

The courtyard located in the center of the attic group is even more magnificent, almost catch up with the house on the top of the mountain, the small bridge and flowing water, the calligraphy and painting pavilion have everything, the 'Wanxiang tribe' hanging high at the entrance of the courtyard is shining in the night, showing a kind of rich and compelling temperament everywhere.

In a certain hall in the compound, a tall man sat on the main seat, and there was an unconcealed bookish aura coming from his body, listening carefully to the words of a man and a woman below.

"Patriarch Wanxiang, my master asked me to come to the meeting, and by the way, I came to check last month's flow. As he spoke, a man and a woman bent down and saluted the tall and thin man.

The tall man bowed slightly, and said indifferently: "I know, it's getting late now, the two of you can rest in the house for the time being, and tomorrow I will send someone to send the account book to the room of the two of you." ”

The woman in the white dress arched her hand and said, "Then I won't bother the patriarch later." ”

The tall man nodded, motioning for the two of them to go down.

The green-shirted man beside the woman didn't move, but continued: "I heard that there is an Iron Clan in the south, I wonder if the Wanxiang Patriarch has ever understood?"

The tall man's eyes paused slightly, as if he had heard someone mention it two days ago, but he was busy with things at the time, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and now when he heard the big man in green shirt ask, the tall man's heart was a little surprised, it seems that this Tiexing tribe is not simple, and even the night clan hundreds of miles away heard the wind.

"I've heard of it, but I can't talk about it. The tall man said.

The big man in the green shirt stared slightly, "Then the patriarch of Wanxiang might as well try to understand, my master asked me to bring you a message, if this matter is not handled properly, the overturning of the boat in the gutter is small, and if it affects my night clan..... The recent hot weather has made the master quite annoyed. ”

The tall man's eyes froze, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! I will handle the affairs in my Wanxiang territory, and it is not your turn to point fingers, a dog is a dog, and it will only bite people." ”

"You..." Hearing the other party say that he was a dog, the big man suddenly exploded his hair, and wanted to leave some cruel words, but he was dragged outside by the woman in green shirt with one hand by the throat, and after struggling for a long time, he only made some whimpering sounds.

After the two left, the tall man put down his precarious body and lay on the chair casually regardless of his image, exuding a heavy tired color from his toes to the top of his head.

The tall and thin man sighed, countless people envied the scenery and strength of the Wanxiang tribe, but who knew that his patriarch was just a puppet in front of a person, and if he was not careful, he would be doomed.

Don't look at the rumors outside, the Night Clan and the Wanxiang tribe are brother tribes, in fact, it is just a subordinate relationship.

As early as a hundred years ago, the two clans did have a good relationship, and they were also a serious brother clan, almost to the point of being on call, but the two clans at that time were not strong, and they could only be regarded as a third-rate tribe in Linlang County.

Later, the Night Clan relied on the ancestral assassination technique to expand step by step, and the patriarch of the previous generation of Night Clan was also an ambitious person, bent on making the Night Clan bigger and stronger.

His wish came true, but when he ascended to the position of the three major families of Linlang County at that time, he wanted to assassinate the man while fighting with a large clan patriarch, and although he succeeded, he was also left with a fatal wound and died within a few days.

At that time, there was almost no contact between the two clans, and the previous patriarch of the Wanxiang tribe felt that the brother who drank with him all day had changed, and he only wanted wealth and strength, and he would do anything to do it.

After the two broke up, the patriarch of the previous generation of the Night Clan was also very angry, thinking that since they were brothers, if you didn't help me, you would still block my way to make a fortune?

Originally, even if the dust settled, after all, it was the grievance of the older generation, and the two elders have returned to the world, and the juniors are just playmates when they were young, who will remember when they grow up?

But all this changed after the new patriarch of the Night Clan took office, and the new patriarch of the Night Clan was even more blue than his father, not only ambitious, but also known for his cunning.

He has always wanted to be the king and hegemon in this Linlang County, but two of the three old families will not let the Night Clan develop easily, once the Night Clan has a big move, the two clans will definitely come to the door.

This made the Night Clan Patriarch very annoyed, but there was no good way, and after a long time, the Night Clan Patriarch came up with such a way, since I can't expand my own clan, then I can cultivate another tribe.

Then the three major families become the four major families, two by two, who is afraid of whom?

So the patriarch of the Night Clan began his own plan, and the first target was the Wanxiang tribe, and after the Night Clan ruthlessly slaughtered some Wanxiang people, the young patriarch of the Wanxiang tribe finally compromised.

His mother and three siblings had fallen into the hands of the Night Clan, and the Night Clan patriarch said that this was the puppet's control line, and that he had to hold it in his hands to rest assured.

Thinking of this, the tall man clenched his fists with endless hatred in his eyes.

The tall man straightened his clothes, and the hatred in his eyes receded like a tide, returning to calm, "Someone!"

A gray-robed guard walked in and knelt on one knee: "Patriarch." ”

"Go and call the butler. ”

"Yes. The alveolar guard bowed back.

A little, an old man in a gray robe walked in, bowed down and said, "Patriarch, are you looking for me?"

The tall man put down the disguise of his appearance, walked through the center of the hall, and said casually: "I remember that you mentioned an iron tribe to me a few days ago?"

"Yes, this tribe has grown so fast that it has almost all the small tribes in the south, and they grow food. When he said the last sentence, the old man looked behind him and deliberately lowered his voice.

The tall man's eyes froze, "Does anyone else know about this?"

Seeing that the old man shook his head, the tall man continued: "Sit down and say, tell me about this Tiexing tribe." ”

The old man did not postpone it, sat down next to the tall man, and said in a low tone: "This Tiehang tribe used to be a complete small clan, but two months ago, a mysterious white-haired young man appeared in the clan, no one knows where he came from, but the people of the Tiehang tribe call him 'Divine Son'. ”

When he heard the Divine Son, the tall man's face changed suddenly, and the green tendons of his right hand holding the armrest of the chair bulged: "Is it really the Divine Son?"

The old man shook his head, "I don't know, but that's what the people of the Tiexing tribe call him, as for whether it's true or not, Xiao Lao'er doesn't know, but according to the information I investigated, there was no trace of this person two months ago, it was like it came out of thin air, Xiao Lao'er dared to guess, it was very likely to be true." ”

A look of shock appeared on the face of the tall man, each tribe has something they believe in, and that thing is their god, and it is said that when a disaster strikes, they can turn to their faith for help, and if the god hears it, he will send a son of God to help.

Although this is just a legend, it is not that there has never been a real Son of God in history, although there are very few, but there are still traces to follow.

The tall man came back to his senses and said, "You go on." ”

Old man: "The day after he came to the Tiehang tribe, he began to teach the Tiehang tribe to grow vegetables, and then absorbed the wanderers from all over the world, and trained for more than a month, and then the goods of the Tiehang tribe were robbed by the ice-blooded tribe, and he led three hundred people to defeat the ice-blooded tribe in just one day."

In the next few days, relying on food and word of mouth, most of the small tribes in the south were subdued without much effort, and now the Tiehang tribe has nearly 5,000 soldiers in their hands. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the Ice Blood Clan seems to be the largest tribe in that area, right?" The tall man saw the old man nodding and continued: "So, he used three hundred Tiexing Clan clansmen to destroy the six hundred soldiers of the Ice Blood Clan?"

Seeing that the old man continued to nod, the tall man asked cautiously, "Is this news reliable?"

The old man nodded and replied, "Absolutely reliable, you should remember, I have a niece who eloped with the people of the Tiexing tribe, otherwise the little old man would not know so clearly." There was a hint of pride in the words.

The tall man's eyes narrowed slightly, and an idea gradually spread in the heart of the tall man, and the prudence in his eyes was also diluted by the color of joy.

The tall man looked out the door, and muttered in the old man's ear for a long time before he stopped.

A hint of shock flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly recovered, and cautiously bowed to the tall man and walked back.

......

Tiehang tribe, Yang Tingfeng house.

Yang Tingfeng was still thinking about how to deal with this Wanxiang tribe, and he definitely couldn't fight on the front, and Yang Tingfeng was still very confident in relying on the terrain to maneuver.

But how should we resettle so many old and weak women and children on this land? It is impossible to leave it alone, but it is difficult for so many people to evacuate for a while.

And even if we can evacuate, what about the problem of food? Although the stock is enough for a while, with the addition of new recruits, I am afraid that this amount of food will be exhausted in less than a month.

At that time, what will the Iron Row Tribe do?

After thinking for a long time, a trace of joy flashed in Yang Tingfeng's eyes, thinking that he had an idea, blowing out the physical lamp, and Yang Tingfeng was relieved to practice cross-legged on the small wooden bed.

The Xuan Qi of this world is much worse than the top of the mountain, but it is much better than the bottom of the mountain, although it took a lot of time to cultivate Yang Tingfeng's Xuan Qi Mass to hit a point, but Yang Tingfeng did not give up cultivation.

In the past, when I was cultivating at the bottom of the mountain, I was finally able to capture a wisp of Xuan Qi for my own cultivation, but now this environment is not much better than that under the mountain?

In his spare time, Yang Tingfeng is also constantly excavating this world, its history, and its development route.

According to Yang Tingfeng's guess, the time flow rate here and the top of the mountain should be different, it is possible that a year has passed here, and only one day has passed outside.

According to the information that Yang Tingfeng learned from Zhou Batian's mouth, this force appeared quite frequently. It can be seen that these people should not spend a long time staring here for an assessment.

After all, how much time does it take to unify a world? Yang Tingfeng is confident that he can do it in two years at most, but what about others? It is impossible for everyone to reach Yang Tingfeng's speed.

If it is estimated that it will take more than ten years, then this force will not be able to wait for more than ten years, if they are quite patient, I don't say it.

And this is only the third level, Yang Tingfeng has never heard of any games such as levels since he was a child, although this is not a game, but it can also be referred to from most people.

If it's a few levels, how long will it take?

Yang Tingfeng figured it out about this, so there were some things that Yang Tingfeng didn't worry about, and took his time. It is necessary to come in the safest way and the fastest speed, but Yang Tingfeng is much better than when he first came.