Entering the tribe of the Wu Clan, there were a few brocade pines growing sporadically on both sides of the road, and it was afternoon Shenshi, the fog dissipated, and the sky was red.

Qin Wuwu and his party turned around and turned around, and finally turned out of this road that I don't know how many years there were, and the bustling sound in the distance also came.

The three of them looked forward, and there was a sudden brightness in front of them, in these 100,000 mountains, there was actually an open land, no wonder it could conjure such a splendid civilization!

Houses with a strong Wu clan atmosphere rise from the ground, or built against the mountains, or closely connected. There is also a small clear river that originates from Mingyue Lake and flows through this paradise. Many of the houses of the Wu clan were built on both sides of the river.

On the water, looking from afar, a stone bridge spans both sides of the river, there are no stone piers, but it is an arch bridge, I didn't expect that the bridge with human characteristics would appear here, it is really strange.

Most of the houses of the Wu people are made of wood, the style is completely different from the land of Middle-earth, boxy, unpretentious, and the bones of animals are hung by the doors of each house, which are strange and different, and I think this is the tradition of the Wu people to show that the Wu people advocate bravery.

Qin Wuwu saw these in his eyes, and his heart moved slightly, but he didn't show it.

The three of them continued to walk forward, and the Wu people also discovered them, and they all stared at the three of them, all of them as if they were facing a great enemy, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

Grandma Sun stopped one person, and saw that all the witches around her had gathered around, some of them were holding knives, some were holding sticks, and some were even holding benches, although the objects were different, but they were obviously not very friendly!

Qin Wuwu saw the witches coming around, thinking that he might have a fight with the witches when he came today, so he took out the thick quilt knife he bought in the town, stood in front of Granny Sun and Qin Shiya, and put the knife on his chest.

Qin Siya was overjoyed when she saw that Qin Wuwu's cultivation was completely useless but she was able to stand up to protect herself, and she was ready to teach this group of witch clans a lesson.

At this time, Granny Sun waved her hand to signal Qin Wuwu to put down the knife, and communicated with the group of people again, when Granny Sun communicated with them in her no longer very authentic witch language, the hostility of the group of people dropped significantly.

Granny Sun used witch language to communicate with this group of people, and Qin Wuwu only felt a sigh in his ears when he heard it, and he didn't understand a word for a long time.

"Go," Granny Sun shouted.

Qin Wuwu and Qin Shiya hurriedly followed, and just now one of the Wu clan led them halfway up the mountain.

Qin Shiya followed Qin Wuwu and muttered to him: "I didn't expect the Wu people to be so xenophobic, if outsiders don't have any ability here, most of them will be more than lucky." ”

Granny Sun turned her head and said with a gloomy face: "The Wu people are not brave and ruthless, if outsiders came here back then, my Wu people would have good wine and good food, and be warmly entertained." But now I don't know what happened to them!"

Qin Shiya saw that her mother-in-law was worried, and muttered in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, have you heard it?"

"Little girl, am I an unreasonable person? I have always been a helper rather than a parent, not to mention that you are still my granddaughter, don't murmur behind my ears in the future, aren't you afraid that I will not be unhappy!"

Qin Siya nodded slightly to her mother-in-law, but she had no fear at all.

"Mother-in-law, where are we going?" Qin Wuwu asked curiously.

Granny Sun smiled slightly, pointed ahead with her finger, and said, "There." ”

Qin Wuwu looked up, and followed the direction of Granny Sun's finger, but it was the depths where the Wu people gathered, a circular stone platform building built on the mountainside, far higher than ordinary buildings.

Qin Shiya looked at Qin Wuwu's gaze and said in a low voice, "Altar." ”

Grandma Sun smiled: "Yes, I grew up there since I was a child!"

Qin Shiya was silent, but she was slightly surprised in her heart, but it was not for anything else, because this altar and the altar of his demon clan were too imaginary!

The Demon Race is a land in the extreme north, although the god of the sky is worshipped, but the altar to worship the ancestors of the gods is built and presided over by the Demon Palace.

The shape of the altar is so similar and there are some witch spells, does his own master really have a great relationship with this witch clan!

"We're going to find the current High Priest, I wonder if it's my old friend!" Granny Sun said with a wry smile.

As the four of them deepened, the surrounding Wu clan gradually increased, and the surrounding discussions became noisy, and in half a effort, they had already reached the foot of the altar.

Then they stopped, because of it, and the soldiers of the witches stationed at the altar stopped them.

The witch man who brought them over chattered and talked to a soldier, and the soldier ran to the depths of the altar after hearing this, but the people of the surrounding witch clan surrounded Qin Wuwu and the others at this time, I am afraid that as long as the high priest does not meet them, this group of people will swallow them alive.

A moment later, the soldier came out with a middle-aged man, and the Wu people were very respectful when they saw him, and they all bowed and saluted.

After the man walked to Granny Sun and bowed for a while, he chatted with Grandma Sun, and then spoke to the crowd, and the group of people of the Wu clan dispersed.

After seeing the crowd disperse, the middle-aged man said in a jerky Terran sentence: "Don't mind, it's true that there have been major changes in our clan in the past ten years, so we are a little wary of outsiders, you follow me, my master is waiting for you inside!"

Qin Wuwu hugged his fist to the Wu clan man who led the way to express his gratitude, and followed the middle-aged man towards the altar.

The altars of the Wu clan are all made of large stones, tall and majestic with some rough and simple. In front of the altar is a platform that is paved with large rectangular stone strips.

Two huge stone pillars, high in front of the altar, at a glance, afraid of ten zhang high, this stone pillar around the body without the slightest gap, is actually a whole stone pillar carved out, I don't know how the ancestors of the Wu clan were able to carry the whole stone mountain here.

Walking past these two stone pillars, there is the altar of the Wu clan.

Qin Wuwu and the others walked in with the man, and suddenly the light around him dimmed, and the temperature dropped a lot.

In the gloomy altar, the stone walls were full of blood-red patterns, as if they were painted with blood, and the man walked to the door of a room and said, "This is it, my master is inside, you can come in with me!"

Granny Sun nodded, followed the young man into the stone room, and saw the figure lying on the bed at a glance.

The man motioned to Qin Wuwu and the others to wait, stepped forward himself, and said respectfully, "Master, they are here!"

The High Priest slowly turned around, spoke an old but pure Terran dialect, and said, "Auntie, you're finally back!"

"You're Tuba?"

"Yes, after you left, the High Priest has been vacant. When my cultivation was the highest in the clan, and I was usually very close to your altar, the clan elected me to inherit the position of high priest. ”

The stiff figure suddenly rose half of his body, the young man saw the situation to help the high priest, the old man looked at the grandmother-in-law, and said with a sincere face: "After you left, in fact, no one in the whole clan blames you, the Wu clan has lived in the mountains for generations, and it is a race that yearns for freedom, you go to pursue your own happiness, who can blame it?"

The high priest and Grandma Sun have not seen each other for a hundred years, and they are very excited to see the high priest at this time, not to mention coughing, the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Master, you are injured, you can't be too excited, you have already said too much today!"

The old man shook his head at the middle-aged man and said, "Jiayong, it's been ten years since I was a teacher, and it can't be cured, and I don't have much time left, so I'm really happy to see my aunt again today!"

Seeing that the old man's face was bloodless and lying on the bed without strength, Granny Sun knew that he had suffered deep internal injuries, and said, "Tuba, how could you be so seriously injured, who could hurt you so badly?"

The High Priest closed his eyes and shook his head, but the young man named Jia Yong said angrily with tears in his eyes: "It's not that group of beasts called the Blood Shadow Sect!"