Chapter 3 The Former Tribe, the Sealed Capital!

Hidden Wood Village, a village located near the Hellforest. There are three other villages like Hidden Wood Village nearby, and they are Shayue Village, Fengchen Village, and Black Stone Village.

At that time, when it was still a tribe, the village of Hideki and the other three villages were subordinate to a tribe called "Fengdu". With the passage of time, there were few tribes left in the world of all souls, and instead there were villages. In the process of time rutting, there is an indescribable hostility between the four villages separated by the Fengdu tribe, and this hostility will break out between the four villages every once in a while, and even wars will break out between these four villages every once in a while.

Time flies, time flies. With the war between these four villages, the village with a population of tens of thousands in each of these four villages is now only two or three thousand people, and the most populous village is only about four thousand. In order to prevent the population from declining, an agreement was reached between the four villages, that as long as they did not set foot in each other's territory, they would not kill anyone, otherwise they would be jointly sanctioned by the other three villages, and a military fight was scheduled to take place on March 3 every year.

The March 3 martial arts fight is between the younger generation of warriors, and it is stipulated that the age of the warrior must not exceed 16 years old. The victory or defeat of the March 3rd Martial Arts Fight determines that these four tribes jointly have the right to use the "Yunling Pagoda", and the village that wins the battle will have the right to use the Yunling Pagoda for one year. In the past years, Yunling Pagoda was occupied by the village of Black Stone for a long time. In the last ten years, the Yunling Pagoda has been occupied by the Black Stone Village for six years, which also makes the strength of the Black Stone Village stronger than the other three villages, occupying more resources and having more warriors.

In the era of belonging to the tribe, the tribe exists in the form of a race, each tribe has a patriarch, the patriarch manages the operation and decision-making of the entire tribe, but the patriarch is not the person with the highest status in the tribe, there is a patriarch above the patriarch, the patriarch can be said to be the most powerful warrior of the entire tribe, is the spiritual pillar of the entire tribe, and even the soul of a tribe, as long as the patriarch is in the tribe, the patriarch dies or the tribe dies or gradually declines in the course of history, until it is annexed by other tribes. In addition, the patriarch has the right to decide who to choose the patriarch.

Under the patriarch, there is also a hunting head, a punishment head. Among them, the head hunter is responsible for hunting and protecting the safety of the tribe, and the head of the criminal is responsible for managing the punishment of the entire tribe.

As the snow melts and everything recovers, the smell of spring grows stronger. At the same time, it was also the most tense stage of preparation for the March Three Martial Arts Fight between Yinmu Village, Shayue Village, Fengchen Village, and Heishi Village. The attribution of victory or defeat not only symbolizes the reputation of the village, but most importantly determines the right to use the Yunling Pagoda for one year.

Shayue Village is vast and sparsely populated. Shayue Village is the most resource-deficient of the four villages, but the folk customs of Shayue Village are particularly tough, and the cultivation of martial artists is mainly based on body refining. At this time, in a big drum bag in Shayue Village, an old man who was over the age of sixteen was sitting in the first place, looking at the information on the desk with a pensive look. These materials are the basic information of the younger generation of warriors in the other three villages.

?“ Patriarch, this time in the March Three Martial Arts, we will definitely win the championship, and we must not allow Blackstone Village to occupy Yunling Pagoda again. A strong man about thirty years old to the left of the old man said loudly.

The old man sighed secretly, why didn't the old man want to win the championship in the three martial arts battles in March, the resources of Shayue Village were already lacking, and the importance of Yunling Pagoda to Shayue Village could be said to be the first of these four villages.

"It's hard to win, but it's not impossible. A thin man to the right of the old man also looked at the information on the desk, and spoke in a deep voice as his eyes rolled.

"Oh~ Let's hear it. The old man's wrinkled face moved away from the information on the desk, and he looked at the man on his right and asked.

The big man on the left also looked puzzled at the man on the right.

The emaciated man said in a deep voice: "Judging from the books, this year's younger generation of martial artists is indeed the strongest in the past twenty years, but it is also the closest in strength in the past twenty years. ”

The old man and the big man were speechless, nodding slightly, agreeing with the emaciated man's point of view.

"Also, as far as I know, Shi Xiaotian, the genius of Black Stone Village, went crazy and suffered internal injuries when he hit the Spirit Gathering Mirror a month ago, so our biggest opponent Black Stone Village has been half ruined, and now we mainly need to pay attention to Feng Lingxi in Fengchen Village, it is said that the old woman in Fengchen Village attaches great importance to Feng Lingxi, and the talent of that little girl is not under Shi Xiaotian, and she has also cultivated to the peak of the late stage of the Martial Artist Mirror, as for the Hidden Wood Village, their younger generation of martial artists has the highest cultivation, that is, Yang Wei in the late stage of the Martial Arts Mirror. ”

"Of course, this is also because Lin Qingrou, the genius of Hidden Wood Village, was accepted as a disciple by a mysterious elder of the Falling Rain Sect, one of the seven super sects of Xuanyue Country, a few years ago, otherwise, Hidden Wood Village would not be so lonely now. ”

The old man sitting in the first place was silent after listening to the thin man's words, how could the old man not know what the thin man had to do, otherwise he would have been the patriarch for so many years, and the thin man said so much that he wanted to fight the few phantom spring water ideas in the village.

"It's been a while since the dog sand blood reached the peak of the late stage of the Martial Arts Mirror, if we can impact the Spirit Gathering Mirror, then we will definitely win the championship in this March Three Martial Arts Fight. "Having said so much, the emaciated man finally talked about his son, although the old man knew the purpose of the emaciated man, but he still seemed very helpless, if the Phantom Spring Water could be exchanged for a year of use of the Yunling Pagoda, it would be fine.

"Shaping, let's just say it. The old man was silent for a moment, weighing the gains and losses or going directly to the sand torture showdown.

The big man on the left looked dazed, didn't understand what the patriarch meant, and poured a bowl of wine into his throat.

"The patriarch really knows everything, then I will say it directly, if the dog can get three drops of phantom spring water, at least eighty percent of the impact of the spirit gathering mirror, as long as the dog successfully breaks through to the spirit gathering mirror, then whether it is Shi Xiaotian or Feng Lingxi will not be the opponent of the dog, and winning the championship in the three martial arts battles in March is also like finding a bag. The sand punishment was well organized and explained the key to this, and the old man couldn't help but disagree.

Fengchen Village, stone forests. In a stone house, an old woman sat cross-legged on a stone bench, holding a scepter in her left hand, her wrinkled face was full of wrinkles, and a pair of cloudy eyes looked at the girl in front of her with a soft gaze.

?“ Ling Xi, just do your best in the March Three Martial Arts, don't get hurt, otherwise I won't be able to explain to your father." The old woman looked at the girl in front of her dotingly, and said in a hoarse voice.

??“ Grandma Chen, but our village hasn't gotten the Yunling Pagoda for two years, and if we continue like this, our village..."

"Silly girl, you don't have to worry about the affairs of Yunling Tower, just do your best, don't you still have my old bones, as long as I'm still in our Fengchen Village, it's not something that the other three villages can bully casually. ”

"But—" The girl looked at the old woman, her beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes.

The girl slowly withdrew from the stone house, but the firmness in her eyes seemed to determine something.

"Silly girl~" In the dim stone house, the old woman sighed and shook her head and smiled bitterly, her words were full of spoiling, but this love can only be revealed when no one is around, and no one can listen to it or confide in anyone.

In Black Rock Village, three thousand black peaks reach into the sky. Among them, in the hall of the main peak in the middle, a middle-aged man was not angry and arrogant.

"The victory in the three martial arts battles in March this year still belongs to us, haha..."The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and the majesty of his momentum made the people present dare not come out.

"Dad, don't worry, the child will live up to your expectations. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the black-clothed young man standing in the hall with his hands in his hands, full of admiration. The eyes of the young man in black and the eyes of the middle-aged man met in the air, and both seemed to understand the meaning of the other in each other's gaze.

At the same time, in a temple in Yinmu Village, surrounded by mountains, an old man who was over the age of sixties, an old dragon clock, looked at the plaque on the incense burner with blank eyes, sighed, and was preoccupied.

"Hey, this year's March three martial arts fight seems to be hopeless again, if only the girl was still there, then Dugu Fei seems to have a good talent, but he is still too young to compare with Shi Xiaotian and that Ling Xi girl, if... Hey, forget it..."

The old man looked at the top of the plaque, which was full of complicated colors, and the top plaque read, 'The first generation of the Fengdu tribe was dyed'.

"Little brother Feng Meng, I'm worried about the three martial arts fights in March again!" Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in this temple, and an old man with the same gray hair was revealed in the nothingness, who was this person who was not Dugujie.

If the people in the village heard that someone called the patriarch by his name, and added a younger brother, they would be furious. You must know that the patriarch's position in the village is supreme and inviolable.

"It turned out to be Brother Jie, what kind of wind blew you here. Instead of getting angry, Feng Meng turned around and clasped his fists at Dugu Jie, who was revealed in the void, and said respectfully.

In Yinmu Village, only Dugu Jie dared to call Feng Meng's name.

"I can't look for you if it's okay, look at why you're so old and still worrying about so much, hurry up and choose someone to take your place, these things are left to young people. Dugu Jie took out a jar of wine with his left hand, and shook the sealing mud with a palm without nonsense, where is there still the appearance of a sixtieth year.

Feng Meng shook his head and smiled bitterly, how could he not be distressed as the patriarch, but Dugu Jie was indeed right, these things should be handed over to the young man to deal with, it was time to find someone to take over the position of the patriarch, took the wine jar handed over by Dugu Jie, and Feng Meng poured it down.

"Cool! "Feng Meng is not polite, you must know that Dugu Jie is an alcoholic, the wine that Dugu Jie took out is rare to see, there is no price, usually ask for a jar of wine Dugu Ring is a dime, today since Dugu Jie took the initiative to take it out, how can Feng Meng be polite, he has already put aside the matter of the March Three Martial Arts.

Seeing that Feng Meng was drunk, Dugu Jie came to Feng Meng's side and said with an obscene look: "Actually, there is still a small matter that came to you today." ”

As soon as he heard Dugu Jie say that he had something to do with himself, Feng Meng almost didn't spit out the wine in his throat, and glanced at Dugu Jie, Feng Meng said helplessly: "Say it, I know that you must not be good to look for me, I just said that I usually want to look for you, you hide faster than a rabbit, and today you took the initiative to find me and brought Yuxu wine." ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just about talking about Ling Wu's disease. ”

"Oh, no disease. Hearing that it was about Ling Wuxi, Feng Meng's original vigilant heart also let go, about Ling Wuxi's matter is actually only Dugu Jie's clearest, Ling Wuxian was brought back by Dugu Jie's outing eleven years ago, and Dugu Jie's injury was at that time, you must know that the people who can hurt Dugu Jie in the entire Southern Xuan Domain can be counted on both hands, and there must be secrets involved that cannot be outsiders.

"Haha... I'm not sick and finally advanced to the Martial Artist Mirror... Haha, who else can stop me from being heroic and handsome Ling Wuxi, who else..."Just as Dugujie and Feng Meng were talking about Ling Wuxi, a coquettish voice spread through Yinmu Village......