The people of Woniu Village watched the team of the Wind Horse Department go away and disappear between the mountains and fields.

The old patriarch Cangwu breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around suddenly, and said with a glint in his eyes: "Gou Lu, Woniu Village is on full alert, and if you light the totem fire, you must not leak a little rumor, otherwise you will be the sinner of the whole clan!"

Gou Lu, who was originally a little distracted, was stunned when he heard the words, and then said loudly.

The old patriarch then shouted: "Please come to the old grandmother, build the altar, prepare the sacrifice, and when the sacrificial vessel arrives, we will light the totem fire!"

Roar, roar –

The people of Woniu Village shouted wildly.

Xingtian turned around with a smile, stepped forward to support his father Cangpan, but he didn't want to be grabbed by the old patriarch behind his back, and shouted: "Xingtian, you kid come with me...... Cangpan, Keira, you two come over too. Everyone else, hurry back and prepare!"

Rekindling the totem fire is a big deal, and no one dares to slack off!

Many clansmen and clan elders rushed away, Xingtian was pulled by the ears of the old patriarch and turned home, and Cangpan and Qiluo looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and hurriedly chased after each other.

Pingluo, who had fainted in the past, had woken up slowly, looked at the father and son, and sighed for a long time.

But after hearing that the matter had been resolved, Xingtian secretly formed an alliance with Fengcang to help the village rekindle the totem fire, Pingluo cried with joy again, and kept praising his son's ability, crying and laughing, so frightened that Qiluo and Xingtian hurriedly stepped forward to comfort them.

Cang Pan and the old patriarch looked at the bonfire, and there were tears in their eyes.

"Today's arm is worth it!" Cang Pan looked at the broken arm at the wrist and said slowly.

"Father, don't worry, we will definitely renew your ...... for you with your severed hand," Qiluo said firmly.

"Net nonsense. Cangpan was happy, but he was still very enthusiastic about his son's filial piety.

Xingtian walked over, sat down and said, "Father, the eldest brother is not lying, you see-" After speaking, he took out a jade box from his arms, and after opening it, a cool air came out, and inside it turned out to be Cangpan's severed hand, which was firmly frozen in the jade box.

"This, this is ......" Cangpan was dumbfounded.

Xing Tian smiled: "This is the arm that the old grandma helped you seal." The old grandmother said that when the totem fire is lit and her mana is restored, she will be able to make a more advanced 'bone snake skin', and at that time it is not only a broken bone, but also a severed limb like yours...... If you become a barbarian and awaken your soul power, it's even easier!"

"Is this true?" Cang Pan suddenly felt like a dream, and this feeling of being lost and regained made him extremely excited.

At this time, the old patriarch next to him, Cang Wu, snorted coldly and said, "What's the fuss, what's the matter of extending the arm? When the young clan was the most powerful, our great witch doctor could even keep the head!"

This time, it was Xingtian and the others, including Xing Tian and others, who sighed for a long time.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xingtian, you first explain the matter between the following Fengcang and tell me honestly......"

It was only after a full hour that Xingtian explained the alliance agreement between himself and Fengcang.

Pingluo was a woman, so she didn't understand this, but she was busy holding medicinal tea.

And the old patriarch Cangwu, Cangpan, and Qiluo were all in a trance, and they were amazed by Xingtian's series of plans.

After taking a few puffs of tobacco, the old patriarch's wrinkled face curled up in the smoke, and he asked, "What did this kid Xingtian say...... I don't understand it, do you think it's feasible?"

Cang Pan frowned and was silent, but Qiluo on the side heard it with bright eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Although I don't understand some of the words used by the second brother, this strategy is the right way." Since it is affirmed that the Wind Horse Department will use force against the Pig Ministry, we can't just watch the excitement from the sidelines...... Second brother, how many people do you think we need this time? Who are we targeting?"

"Whoever can be dispatched, must be dispatched!As for the target...... Xingtian smiled slightly and said: "Big brother, your injuries can't be suffered in vain, and the people of my Woniu Village can't die in vain!"

At the mention of this, Qi Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and he smiled fiercely, and said, "What the second brother said, is it a sudden attack? Then it is decided, but the guy who attacked me and injured me, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Xingtian, who was originally in the eyes of the tribesmen, would only invite disasters and cause trouble, but because of the Jigong incident, he reversed his public image in one fell swoop.

Whether it is the men of the hunting team or the garrison, they also smile sincerely, and the grandmothers and aunts praise when they meet, and the girls in the village have nothing to do with them......

In the eyes of the simple people, it is an admirable thing in itself to be able to smooth out the disaster that pierced the sky. And Xingtian not only defeated the barbarians who bullied the village in a martial arts competition, but also gained face for the village, but also won the favor of the envoy of Fengcang in just a few words with his mouth, and was even willing to lend sacrificial vessels to help Woniu Village rekindle the fire of totem.

This is a credit and a skill. This kind of ability is not common to their barbarians.

When they reason, they prefer to use their fists, with spears!

So Xingtian became a smart person in the clan, like a wise man.

Even with the popularity of Cangpan and Qiluo's father and son, it has also risen.

And when he was born, the matter of the manifestation of the totem fire was also re-reported......

In the days when the totem fire was about to be rekindled, there was an irrepressible smile on everyone's face, except for Gou Lu and his son......

On the third day, the wind silo turned around again.

This time, he took a team of more than twenty elite warriors and drove a huge eight-passenger carriage to escort him to Woniu Village.

Looking at Xingtian, Feng Cang smiled slightly and said, "The bet this time is not small, I have to see for myself, whether you are powerful or really powerful!"

Xing Tian smiled slightly, and then his gaze fell on the guard behind Feng Cang without blinking. Compared to Kazekura himself, and the cart that was obviously full of goods, Xingtian was obviously more interested in these guards. As barbarian warriors, these people were unexpectedly wearing a uniform style of cuirass, wearing helmets, and holding large shields and spears. This neat outfit made the villagers very curious, and they gathered around and kept pointing.

Xing Tian was equally curious in his heart and asked, "Who are these people...... Your bodyguard?"

"I just bought it!" "It just so happened that the Tribal Workshop Market was near the Wind Horse Department this time, so I went there overnight and spent a lot of money to buy these slave warriors. They have been trained how to fight since childhood, and for more than fifteen years of training, they are very professional, very cold, very ruthless, and very loyal. But this group of slave warriors is also very expensive! Ma, one cost 10 bronze coins, and 5 pieces of equipment, and it cost me half of my net worth to buy such 20 people......"

Xing Tian couldn't help but be taken aback and asked, "300 bronze coins, are you willing to spend so much money?"

Bronze coins are more precious than copper, silver, and gold coins, and 1 bronze coin is equal to 10 gold coins. Because this bronze material is special, after being passed by hand, the gathered popularity can wear away the metal breath inside, and it is more conducive to attaching soul power and burning brute patterns, which is the main source of casting sacrificial vessels and witch weapons.

The minting of bronze coins has always been in the hands of the Witch Temple, and it itself has a certain magical power, which cannot be imitated by the outside.

This Lord Fengcang has always given people the impression that he wants money to die, but he never expected that this time he would spend so much money, and these slave warriors are obviously used to fight with others.

Feng Cang spat and said fiercely: "Keep this money, you can only spend it if you have a life, if you don't have a life, no matter how much money you have, you will leave it to others." Lao Tzu's whole family depends on my position to survive, and if you take it, what's the difference between taking it and asking for my life? If you don't do it ruthlessly this time, I'm afraid that you won't have a chance to turn over in the future!"

Xingtian nodded, understanding Feng Cang's desperate energy.

Seeing Xingtian carefully observing these slave warriors, Feng Cang was very proud, and said: "How about it? The batch of warriors I bought is very good, right? The slave warriors of the Double Wolf Collection, that is a high-quality product, quality assurance!"

Look at the slave warriors with firm eyes and silence like ice, neatly arranged, motionless, like stone sculptures.

Xingtian stepped forward and looked at the faces one by one, the adult men in Woniu Village were all around 1.9 meters tall, and these slave warriors, on average, were about 1.8 meters, and they were all a head shorter and thinner than Xingtian, but in the face of Xingtian, who was like a bear, he was not afraid at all, and he had a heart-palpitating aura like a hungry wolf.

In the end, Xingtian couldn't help but nod his head and praised sincerely: "Very calm, very good!"

Feng Cang was stunned for a moment, and immediately said dissatisfied: "Calm? Not bad? What kind of evaluation is this? This is a double wolf warrior worth 15 bronze coins! Don't look at them as tall and mighty as your people, but if you really have to fight hard, you have a better chance of winning." Alas, but I don't blame you for this, you are still young and don't know ...... soldiers."

Xing Tian laughed and said, "Calmness is the most valuable temperament of an army. A calm and calm army shows that it can carry out orders and prohibitions, and the implementation of military orders can reach the point of harshness and perversion. Such an army, if met with a wise commander, is definitely the most terrible. ”

Xingtian's words made Feng Cang stunned for a while, and he only felt that it made sense, but he didn't understand it very well, so he could only laugh dryly, "Uh, that's what it means, that's right, hehe, haha......"

Then Feng Cang, who felt his momentum suppressed, struggled to lift his spirits, and said, "But this time, you only saw a part, the most powerful part of these slave warriors, you still haven't seen it......"

"Oh?" Xing Tian was stunned for a moment, Feng Cang laughed, slapped his hands twice, and the neat team of slave warriors put down the big shield that was originally protected on his chest, revealing his chest-

I saw that every slave warrior had a two-headed wolf tattooed on his chest, panting as if he was alive with his breathing.

Feng Cang said very proudly: "How about it, I haven't seen this thing, right? This is the power of the two-headed wolf warrior, let me tell you, it's not a totem, it's a ......."

"Barbarian Pattern!?" Xingtian exclaimed, his face beaming with joy, and the smile like Feng Cang's offering treasure solidified again.