There was silence in the courtyard, where the young hunter ate and the old woman was saddened alone.

Like thousands of Wingman families, life in the mountains is always dangerous and helpless, they have long been used to all this, but for her, there are more burdens to bear.

The mother and son depend on each other, and I don't know how long this life will last, until the son marries a wife and has children, it will probably be more lively, right?

Zhengshen didn't belong, the footsteps outside the courtyard were knocking, and there was a loud voice: "Starry sky, it's not good, the guests from the wing court have reached an agreement with the clan, they want to go to the ancestral temple to open the coffin, just for that bead!" ”

The door opened, the young winged man's hair was open, his eyes were wide open, and a steel fork in his hand was shining with cold light.

"If you want to open the coffin, you have to ask me about this fork first!"

A few young wingmen who had just returned from hunting were in a hurry, and they were about to kill the ancestral temple, and the old woman behind them raised their voices: "Slow! ”

Xingkong stood still, turned around and said angrily: "Mother, they want to open Sister's coffin!" ”

The old woman looked sad, how could she not know the key to her life? However, the prevention is not so stopped, the children of the tribe have their own determination, even if it is an old woman, there is also a kind of fierceness.

"You can't just go like this, you're too lonely; Shanzi, you go to Uncle Nine and pull the hunting team out; Da Zhuang went to find the loess master and asked him to gather the cultivators; Xiaohu went to find Sister-in-law Lin and asked the sisters to go to the ancestral temple! ”

The old woman's face returned to calm, and she picked up the crutches in the corner, "Don't be in a hurry in the starry sky, let's go slowly, if anyone dares to open the coffin today, our mother and son will leave these two lives in the ancestral temple!" ”

The frizzy young man finally came to his senses, and acted separately one by one, and the starry sky supported his mother, but was pushed away by the old woman.

"I can still walk, and I can swing my staff!"

The whole valley began to churn, tens of thousands of tribes, basically all related to each other, it is very easy to connect in series, and the purpose of the Yiting people has long been no secret, but the tribal leaders are still arguing, and everyone is waiting for news.

It's like bait thrown into a fish pond, boiling all over the sky.

A team, a group, helping the old and the young, with guns and sticks, slowly converged to the ancestral temple.

The ancestral temple of a small winged tribe, what can people peep into? But here they are, but now there is a treasure that many people inside and outside the clan are worried about: the Earth Spirit Bead.

It was inlaid on the forehead of the saint of the previous generation and buried in the basement of the ancestral temple.

In the past ten years, the competition for this treasure has never stopped, and the human monks can't use the power of cultivation, so they can only use the mundane power of the tribe to achieve their goals, this process is very difficult, it takes several years, from the wing court to the tribe, layer by layer, and now it is considered to have eyebrows, only to force the tribal leader to nod reluctantly.

Among them, the opinions of the mother and son have been consulted countless times, but as family members, they have not let go until today.

I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The flow of people gathers, no one can stay out of such a big event, and for small tribes, everyone has their own voice.

At the forefront were the female wingmen, who could not tolerate the death of their saints and would be humiliated; Then there are the cultivators, although they don't know how to practice, they can probably understand the meaning of the Earth Spirit Bead to the land under their feet;

Finally, there are the hunters, they do not allow betrayal, it is an insult to them to do so, ten years ago, the earth spirit bead was sent to the outside of the mountain for identification, and the hundreds of hunters who escorted it paid the price with their lives, but now let them give it up?

Among the bottom wingers, this is the consensus, so they will always be the bottom.

Almost the entire tribe gathered in front of the ancestral temple, and in the hustle and bustle, changes could happen at any time, but because the ancestral temple was too special for a tribe, it had not caused a riot for the time being.

In the ancestral temple, several people looked at the chaos outside and frowned, and one of the black-robed winged people was very dissatisfied.

"Bitterthorn, your people seem to be a little disobedient?"

Bitterthorn is the patriarch of this winged people, his face is expressionless, "It's the same if it's the winged court, no winged person is willing to be obedient in this kind of thing!" ”

The black-robed wingmen come from the Winged Court, which is equivalent to the royal court of the human realm, but in terms of power, the human royal court is weak, but the Winged Court here has a strong control over the Winged People tribe of the 100,000 mountains.

They have too many ways to make a certain tribe of winged people obey, such as beast tides, such as warfare, although they are all winged people, but the tribes are not harmonious with each other, because of the territory, because of the hunting ground, because of the water source, because of the history, and so on.

The loss of the Earth Spirit Bead may indeed make the soil here poor, but it is more difficult to live at the root, but there are some things that will make the tribe lose the foundation of survival.

Everyone has something to consider, so even if Bitterthorn is unwilling in his heart, he has to bow his head under the pressure from the Wing Court, they can't be independent of the entire Wing Man race after all.

The black-robed wingman snorted, he didn't want to go too far with this kind of thing, as long as the goal was achieved, the others couldn't be studied in detail, after all, it was the voice of tens of thousands of winged people,

"You don't have to be like this, the Earth Spirit Bead is not just given to outsiders, the master of the North Heavenly Gate has blessed us for thousands of years, this is too much to ask? It's not that I won't compensate you, the conditions are already very rich, and the use of the Earth Spirit Bead in the future will not be able to get out of the category of 100,000 mountains, as for the reaction? ”

Bitterthorn is silent, and to this day, it is useless to say anything else; The decision was not made by him alone, but by the joint decision of the entire clan elders, Yiting moved a lot of hands and feet in private, and won over many people, and spiritual resistance could not resist the material temptation in the end, which was a matter of time.

Seeing that he didn't speak, he didn't want to be too persecuted, and turned his head to face the two people behind him, "Master, the subjects of these small tribes are vulgar and reckless, and they don't listen to persuasion, you see?" ”

Inside the wide robe, a voice laughed, "It's okay, we have expected this for a long time, and we don't have to force it, but we use a trick and a trick, what do they know?" ”

These people are from the mysterious North Heavenly Gate in the 100,000 Great Mountains of the Mainland Cultivation Realm, and they have connections with all races in the 100,000 Great Mountains, and they can be regarded as the sect master cultivating true forces, for the Wing Ting, they can refuse the Central Plains Dao Gate Buddha Gate or whatever, but they can't resist the North Heavenly Gate.

It is precisely because of the existence of the North Heavenly Gate that the Earth Spirit Bead has been hidden here for ten years before it has been stolen, otherwise with the unscrupulousness of the cultivators, there are too many means.

"I have a treasure that can be painted on behalf of the scene, and it will be made public for a while, so that your people can worship it; The people are willing to work together, and I will steal the beams and change the pillars here before I can exchange the earth spirit beads.

But don't worry, the substitute is also a treasure, which can keep the body of the saint from decaying, and it is okay to confuse the real with the false. ”

(End of chapter)