Ah Gong, who raised his head, put his scattered white hair to the back of his head, and bowed to the ancestral spirit totem pole not far away, and the old but reassuring voice came out from afar: "Please show the ancestral spirit and protect the warriors of my Geshan tribe!"

Jiang Cheng, who had already raised his head, suddenly sensed that a wave of strong spiritual power fluctuations suddenly surged out of Ah Gong's body.

In the next moment, the ancestral spirit totem pole standing on the altar suddenly lit up, emitting a circle of gray aura, as if it had come to life.

"Ancestral Spirit Shelter Aura?"

Jiang Chengleng paused for a moment, he couldn't figure out how Ah Gong did this.

Almost at the same time, the gray ancestral spirit protection aura had rapidly expanded its scope, and even illuminated Jiangcheng kneeling outside the walled gate.

A warm feeling immediately enveloped Jiang Cheng's whole body, and the fatigue of running wildly for days and nights was rapidly subsiding.

The cold of the early morning of winter is also dispelled at this moment, making people feel as if they are under the warm sun.

The people in the wall, who were still sad, instantly showed respect on their faces, and they all knelt down in the direction of the ancestral spirit totem pole, shouting: "Ancestral spirit God bless, ancestor spirit God bless!"

"The warriors of the Geshan tribe, the children of the ancestral spirits, come back! the ancestral spirits have not abandoned us, with the protection of the ancestral spirits, we will definitely survive this winter, warriors, come back!"

In the vast call of Ah Gong, those old, weak and disabled clansmen who walked out of the gate of the village and walked towards Geshan, the moment they turned around, they saw the ancestral spirit totem pole that lit up with a protective aura.

The ancestral spirit totem pole that lit up the protective spiritual light, like a bright lamp, instantly illuminated everyone's hearts, driving away sadness and cold!

Coincidentally, the warriors who had left the tribe knelt down in the direction of the ancestral spirit totem pole, and when they raised their heads, tears were already on their faces.

In the next moment, in the call of Ah Gong, all the old and weak people who left the tribe strode back towards the tribe with each other, and in the laughter, tears poured down again.

Jiang Cheng, who was kneeling in front of the gate of the village, looked at him in a daze, he seemed to understand.

In fact, even Ah Gong can't recall them, what can recall them is faith, tribe, and their roots!

The laughter fluttered again in the sky above Geshanbu, and when Shi Tie and Shi Lao Dad hugged each other, the eyes of Ah Gong and the patriarch were filled with sorrow.

"Patriarch, how much food is there in the clan?" At this moment, Jiang Cheng seemed to feel that he had really grown up, and a man's shoulders were used to take responsibility.

"At least thirty carts, if the heavy snow covers the mountain for a longer period of time, there will be even more shortages!

If the warriors of the clan want to ensure a certain amount of combat power at all times, then the gap will be even greater!" said the patriarch Ge Xiong worriedly.

"Patriarch, you arrange for someone to slaughter those eleven stuffy thunder horses, horse meat, horse blood and even horse skin can be satisfied, and it is estimated that you can make up six or seven carts of grain, and you will be able to top it for a while. Jiang Cheng said.

This is also the reason why Jiang Cheng is willing to take the risk to trap and kill the Bai Hun patrol team on the Yinyue Grassland, the clansmen can't live anymore, so what do they care about so much.

Moreover, even the heavy snow can cover up Jiang Cheng's whereabouts.

"Okay! By the way, how did you kid get this eleven horsemen and thunderbolts? You shouldn't have killed the patrol team of the Bai Hun Division, right? Every patrol team in the Bai Hun Department is led by a soul warrior. Patriarch Ge Xiong stared at Jiang Cheng in surprise.

"If you don't do this, where can you get so much meat? It's a pity, if it weren't for the blockade of the Bai Hun Division, if the corpses of dozens of demon wolves on the Silver Moon Grassland could be transported, they would be able to solve the big trouble!" Jiang Chenghun said indifferently.

"Did you really kill the two white patrols?" Ge Xiong's eyes widened instantly!

Ah Gong's lowered eyes instantly raised, and he grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist suddenly, and when his spiritual power was stirring, he suddenly said in surprise: "Ah Cheng, your cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Cheng'en Realm?"

"Hmm, fivefold?" Jiang Chengxiu was suddenly startled by Jiang Cheng's cultivation for Ah Gong: "Fivefold, how is it possible, in the early part of a month, the cultivation level skyrocketed by two levels, how did you do it?"

"Fivefold?" Patriarch Ge Xiong's eyes instantly widened into a copper bell, and then slapped Jiang Cheng's shoulder fiercely: "Good boy, it took me a year and a half to upgrade my cultivation to the fifth level of Cheng'en Realm, how long have you been, three months, less than three months, you are a monster?"

"This time I entered the mountain, there was a little chance, by the way, patriarch, after this heavy snow closed the mountain, are there any spies from the Bai Hun tribe near the tribe?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Ge Xiong's eyes widened, "They are suspicious of the people's life, this Tianjing'er, arresting a foreigner, can save a life if you can search for half a catty of food, who cares what you are or not." Three days ago, the spies were emptied here. ”

"That's good, patriarch, you can arrange a few people to deal with the traces of the thunder that I brought back. "This winter, it's better to be able to cause less trouble for the tribe.

In response, Ge Xiong suddenly hesitated and glanced at Jiang Cheng and said: "Jiang Cheng, there are still two days of kung fu, we have to go to the martial arts competition held by Bai Hun Ministry, you practice hard these days, if you have nothing to do, you can find the clansmen to learn from each other, increase some actual combat experience, and when the time comes, you must be careful and careful." ”

Speaking of this, Ge Xiong paused for a moment and said, "This martial arts tournament will be extremely cruel as ever! Any soul martial artist will have the possibility of desperately!"

"Any one, why? In the Bai Hun Eight Divisions, except for the Huli Clan, we don't seem to have any enemies, right?" Jiang Chengqi said.

"That's right, but the main reason is that the top three bounties in this tournament have changed!" Ge Xiong said.

"In the past, the rewards for the top three in the martial arts competition were all pills that helped soul martial artists cultivate, but a few days ago, Bai Hun suddenly sent an order, and the rewards for the top three were changed to food!"

"Food?" Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, "That feeling is good, what kind of reward method?"

"Okay?" Ah Gong shook his head, "Bai Hun is a wolf's ambition." At the time when the heavy snow closed the mountains in advance, the temptation of food was thrown.

They want you young soul warriors to fight for food on the competition platform. It is estimated that the Revenant who participated in the war this time"

Ah Gong sighed and shook his head.

"The clan of the Revenant who won the first place in the competition will be rewarded with fifty carts of grain, thirty carts for the second place, and fifteen carts for the third place!"

"What, you actually rewarded so much food? Patriarch, if I win the first place in the competition, wouldn't the food crisis of the tribe be lifted, and the clansmen will be able to survive this cold winter in peace?" Jiang Cheng said in surprise.

Hearing this, Ah Gong and the patriarch Ge Xiong smiled bitterly at the same time.

"First place?" Ge Xiong shook his head, "Don't think about the top three, I just ask you to come back safely, as long as you grow up for another year or two, you can become the only warrior of my Geshan Division." ”

Seeing that Jiang Cheng showed an unconvinced expression, Ge Xiong said again: "Don't you know, when Bai Hun passed this order, for the food rewards of the top two and third places, he almost stimulated Bai Hun Babu to go crazy.

It is said that the Linggong of the Vajra Clan, at the expense of his own cultivation, raised the cultivation of Jin Tai, a talented young soul warrior on the first day of their tribe, to a higher level, just to fight for the second or third place as a food reward!"

Jiang Chengyi, who heard this, asked, "What about the reward for the first place, no one dares to think about it?"

"Who dare?" Ge Xiong grinned violently, "Feng Zhanyuan of the Bai Hun Division, it has been a long, long time since he reached the sixth level of the Chengen Realm, perhaps, it is already sevenfold!"

"Is the Chengen Realm sevenfold?" Jiang Cheng licked his lips lightly, and secretly made up his mind to himself, first!

In the martial arts competition, even if he is desperate, he has to think about getting the first place!

Although it seems that he has won the first place with the fivefold cultivation of the Chengen Realm, it is impossible at all.

But if you get the first place, not only can you stomp on Feng Zhanyuan who ignores him, but more importantly, you can get a reward of fifty carts of grain.

With fifty carts of grain, the tribe will easily survive this cold winter.

Only desperate!

After the patriarch Ge Xiong went to settle the clansmen, Ah Gong called Jiang Cheng to his wooden building alone.

Ah Gong's first sentence after sitting down stunned Jiang Cheng: "Ah Cheng, I believe you have also heard that Bai Hun is so persecuted and embarrassed against our Geshan Ministry, and the root cause is for a heavy treasure that my Geshan Ministry."

Do you know what this treasure is from my Katsuyama Division?"

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