Rock dwarves are one of the branches of the dwarven race, a species that has been present since the creation of the world and has been breeding for tens of thousands of years. They made a living from forging, working, brewing, and hunting, and they were thick skinned, incredibly powerful, and skilled in heavy weapons, and they were always excellent infantry on the battlefield. At the same time, they are also masters of aesthetics and art, and their blades and exquisite works of art always fetch sky-high prices on the auction market.

When the adventurers reached the gate of the Rock Tribe, a dwarven squire was waiting for them, and when he saw Kaidon, he bowed politely and settled them in a row of rooms on the east side of the tribe, and then invited them to a bonfire.

Eduardo's injuries were brought under control, and his broken arm and thigh were straightened, but the massive blood loss left him extremely weak and in need of rest and rest. Therefore, he had to be left in the guest room, where he was cared for by the dwarven maids.

By the time Kaidong and his party arrived at Tribal Square, it was getting dark. The dwarves set up a blazing bonfire in the central clearing, slaughtering pigs and sheep, carrying water and chopping firewood, a busy scene. Arnold looked at the fragrant, oily fat mutton on the hook rack, and his saliva flowed.

"You foodie, what a shame!" He Jinshui pretended not to know him, and fell far away from him to the end of the line. A smell of wine hit, He Jinshui couldn't help but sniffle and sighed: "It's so fragrant!" Thinking that he could taste the wine and eat meat later, he felt that living like this was actually too beautiful to want.

Orlando, the dwarven patriarch, was very happy to see Caydon and his party coming, and he and the little madman stepped forward with an old dwarf with gray hair and a cane. Kaidong and the others hurriedly bowed and saluted, and Elena introduced the companions beside her.

After Orlando returned the salute, he proudly introduced the white-haired dwarf beside him: "This is the spiritual leader of our clan, the shaman grandmaster Ula! Don't look at the old man's old age and inconvenient legs, he is the chief magician of our rock tribe! He and my grandfather, that is, the fifth patriarch of the rock tribe, the barbarian god Kyle, assisted the human emperor together to resist the invasion of the demon god!"

Everyone was in awe, and there was a taste of chasing stars in their eyes when they looked at the white-haired old dwarf. Shaman Ula looked at the group of young people with a smile, nodded and sang slowly in an old voice: "The little heroic young man, with his stunts, is empty and melancholy, his background is well-known, and he has a great responsibility to resist the demons; if he does what you want, he dares to change the sun and the moon to a new chapter." When his eyes swept over He Jinshui, he was slightly stunned, and his originally slightly cloudy eyes suddenly became deeper.

He Jinshui was looking down and thinking about the problem, not noticing the look in Shaman Ula's eyes. He thought to himself that the little madman was a descendant of the Seven Samurai Barbarian God Kyle, no wonder he was born with divine powers. It seems that the family is the third generation of the British (Xiong), and the arrogance is capitalous.

After the guests of honor were seated, the banquet began. A number of lovely dwarfs ran up to their brothers and sisters and placed garlands freshly made from vine branches, and in the open space of the square, the dwarves sang and danced and cheered enthusiastically.

He Jinshui was busy for a day without eating rice, and he was so hungry. Seeing the food on the table, he could no longer care about his reserve and demeanor, so he buried his head directly on the table, chewed the beef and mutton in a big gulp, the oil and water flowed out along the corners of his mouth, and the bones next to him were piled up into a hill. He had long discovered that abilities were very physically draining, and although he had learned to convert energy to maintain and replenish his physical strength, the depleted body's functions could only be repaired through food, and he needed to replenish it through a large amount of supplementation. Therefore, he is very good at eating, and even Arnold, who is stronger in height and weight, has to bow down.

In addition to the food, there is also fine wine! The ten-jar wine jar is neatly placed on one side of the banquet table, and the waiters keep serving tea and wine to the guests to help Yaxing. He Jinshui was full of seven or eight percent of his food, and he felt a little thirsty, so he began to drink.

The fine wine of the rock tribe is known as "a bowl of pouring", the wine is fragrant, sweet and pure, the taste is very good, and the stamina is even more full. He Jinshui drank three bowls in a row and burped, which was very pleasant.

Under the pressure of his father and the old shaman, the little madman sat upright like a good baby, looking polite. He looked at the oil bubbles on the corner of He Jinshui's mouth with disdain, and felt disgusted and wanted to vomit. Thinking of the experience of the fiasco during the day, he was unwilling, but he couldn't beat the other party, so he suddenly had an idea and ran out by urine.

Not long after, a dwarf with pigtails and a white beard on his head strode up to the stage with a big bowl in his hand, and drank the wine in his hand without saying a word to He Jinshui. He Jinshui took a look, isn't this the dwarf who called himself Niu Cha during the day? I saw that after Niu Cha drank the big bowl, he buttered, turned the mouth of the bowl down to show that there was no wine left, his eyes squinted at him, and he raised his hand to signal that he had dried up the wine in his hand.

Although Niu Cha looked at himself, his eyes wandered, and he glanced at the little madman in front of him from time to time, and the little madman also looked at this intently. He Jinshui is happy, he is naturally talented and good at drinking, and after learning energy conversion, he has mastered cheating tricks, and he is definitely invincible in the wine world. Since you are looking for trouble with your brother, don't blame your brother for not giving face.

He Jinshui began to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and his acting skills soared. He pretended to be weak-hearted, held the wine bowl tremblingly, drank it slowly in small sips, and barely finished it after dozens of drinks, and then held on to the table and gasped.

Niu saw that He Jinshui drank so much, and felt that he was sure to win. He filled the wine bowl and said with a big grin: "When I saw Brother He today, I knew that the hero was a young man! He drank it all down. He Jinshui pretended to be helpless, and forced the second bowl of wine into his mouth with drunkenness.

"The third bowl, I wish our two clans a long friendship!" Niu Cha was full of nonsense and drank it all in one gulp. He Jinshui gritted his teeth with a large bowl in his hand, and it took a long time before he swallowed it.

"The fourth bowl, I wish Brother He great success and a beautiful woman as soon as possible!" He Jinshui was helpless, pinched his nose and drank it.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be grievances with rivers and lakes, and there will be onlookers when grievances are resolved. Seeing the wine fighting here, everyone swarmed around to cheer and cheer, and suddenly there was an uproar.

Orlando was bragging about the customs and anecdotes of this place with Kaidong and others, and when he saw Niu Cha cowhide coaxing He Jinshui to fight wine, he didn't understand the truth when he was old. He glared fiercely at the little madman, who curled his neck and pretended to be innocent.

Orlando was offended and was about to stand up to intervene, but the old shaman pulled him by the sleeve. I only heard him whisper with deep meaning: "This son has an extraordinary life, and I can't see through his future." Didn't you just say that he surpassed our people in eyesight (throwing axes), strength, and martial arts, so let him try the pentathlon test of the barbarian god Kyle!"

Hearing this, Orlando was shocked, and his eyes began to become cloudy when he looked at He Jinshui.