The Clan Alliance is about to migrate!

When the news broke, the entire tribal alliance fell into a panic.

After all, tribal migration is not a trivial matter, and no tribe will move casually unless it is in a major crisis.

Now, the tribesmen are in the excitement of the receding floods, and the sudden announcement of migration at this time is naturally like pouring cold water on it.

However, the panic did not last long and was quickly quelled.

Because, the scarcity of prey around is almost a fact in front of you.

Except for the birds flying in the sky, there are very few animals in the messy land.

So, despite the fear of the unknown migration path, all the people were busy with the upcoming migration.

As for the time of migration, after discussing with the Red Fox Spirit, it has been tentatively set to five days later.

Because there is a lot of preparation to be done before the migration, it is impossible to move directly without preparation.

At the same time, the flood water has just receded, the ground is still muddy, and it will take a few days to walk.

......

Five days later,

"Be careful! Don't hurt the roots. ”

Lin Luo commanded several warriors in a loud voice, carefully digging up the two golden grasses in front of him.

These two golden grasses are grown from the seeds of the golden spirit, and they are a hundred times more precious than ordinary golden grass.

At this moment, the tribal alliance wants to migrate, and it is naturally impossible to leave such a precious golden grass here.

Therefore, Lin Luo specially asked people to dig it out of the ground and prepare to transplant it into a large bamboo tank and take it away.

As for the three peach trees, Lin Luo had already endured the pain and had them cut down and buried them near the roots of the purple bamboo spirit, allowing the purple bamboo spirit to absorb the small amount of spiritual power contained therein.

No way, compared to the smaller Grass of Grass, the height of the peach tree is four or five meters, and the volume is too large.

Lin Luo had already learned from Zizhu Ling that their migration this time would last for two or three months.

After such a long migration time, it was not realistic to carry three huge peach trees at all, so Lin Luo simply cut them down in pain.

Soon, after the two golden grasses were transplanted into the bamboo jar, Lin Luo instructed the warriors to carry the bamboo jar down the mountain, and he himself turned around and walked towards the mountain.

And when Lin Luo came to the sacrificial square at the top of the mountain, the transplantation of the purple bamboo spirit here had also begun.

The entire bamboo pole of the Purple Bamboo Spirit was emitting a purple light, and it was constantly converging the spiritual power contained in the huge root system underground.

Under the convergence of the purple bamboo spirit, the huge root system deep in the ground was drying up rapidly, and soon there was only a small section of the main rhizome under the bamboo pole, which still retained abundant vitality and spiritual power.

"Shift!"

Seeing this, Zhu Wu shouted respectfully.

Hearing the shouts of the bamboo witch, the two totem warriors immediately used the weapons in their hands to carefully dig under the bamboo pole of the purple bamboo spirit.

Soon, the rhizome of the purple bamboo spirit was dug out of the ground and transplanted into a large bamboo tube with the same care.

Seeing that the transplant was completed, Zhu Wu directly announced: "Go down the mountain!"

With the announcement of the bamboo witch, the two totem warriors immediately lifted the bamboo tube and walked in the direction of the mountain.

At this time, at the foot of Zhushan, a huge migration team of nearly 1,500 people was ready to go.

In order to lighten the burden, many daily necessities were discarded, and the only thing that the team brought with them was water and food.

After all, it's still the hot summer season, and when the flood waters recedes, it will soon become difficult to find water, so it's important to carry plenty of water.

"Let's go!"

After coming down from the bamboo mountain, the bamboo chief directly gave the order to set off.

According to the previous agreement, all the totem warriors of the Tribal Alliance were divided into three teams, one team was responsible for leading the team at the front of the team, one team was responsible for protection in the middle of the team, and the remaining team was responsible for pressing the formation at the end of the team.

As the strongest person in the tribal alliance, Lin Luo was assigned to the team responsible for protection in the middle, and took on the heavy responsibility of protecting the clansmen.

Under the orders of the bamboo chieftain, the huge migratory party soon set off and headed in the direction of the south.

"Step, step, step......"

Everyone in the group was silent and did not speak, except for the sound of slightly heavy footsteps.

After walking a few steps, many people can't help but turn their heads to look at Zhushan behind them, their eyes full of reluctance and sadness.

And among these people, the Bamboo Clan has the largest number.

After all, this is the home where they have lived for generations, and their feelings for Zhushan are far greater than those of other tribes.

Seeing that everyone turned back one after another, Lin Luo, who was riding on Zixiao's back, was infected, and couldn't help but turn his head and look back at Zhushan.

At this time, he could still vaguely see his bamboo house located halfway up the mountain, and the peach tree planted in front of the bamboo house.

It was his first home in the true sense of the word since he came into this world.

But at this moment, he had to get out of here.

"Luo, when will we be able to come back again?"

Mei, who was riding the red charm and walking beside Lin Luo, also looked back at Zhushan and asked Lin Luo with some sadness.

Although this is not the place where she has always lived, she has many precious memories in Zhushan.

"I don't know, maybe I'll be back soon. ”

Lin Luo shook his head lightly and said.

After finishing speaking, he secretly added in his heart: "Perhaps, never come back." ”

After experiencing this great flood, Lin Luo had no expectations for the area where Zhushan was located.

Although this area has dense forests where fierce beasts can be hunted, barren grasslands where hunting can be carried out, and large rivers that do not dry up in the summer season.

However, the Flood was an irresistible end to terror.

According to Zizhuling, the Great Flood should have a certain periodicity, and will erupt every two to three hundred years.

Although Lin Luo should not experience a second time in his lifetime, he has to think about his children and grandchildren.

After all, the child in Mei's belly will be born soon, and he will soon be a father.

He didn't want his children and grandchildren to experience such a catastrophe two or three hundred years later, so that all the fruits of their efforts would be destroyed in the Great Flood.

Therefore, if we can find a better place than Zhushan and more suitable for long-term survival in this migration.

Lin Luo would naturally convince the Purple Bamboo Spirit not to return to Zhushan to live here.