This plateau area has been run decently by the Fog Tribe, and there are plenty of people.

But Chen Ke didn't miss this place, after all, sooner or later it would be covered by the miasma of the tomb of the human king.

Over the years, he has picked and selected, and has produced a total of more than 600 totem warriors, but more than 100 have been killed in the battle, and only about 500 remain.

That's a lot, far more than an ordinary medium-sized tribe, enough to take the entire tribe to relocate.

Moreover, the totem warriors all have carry-on space, food and other items, which can be directly included in the carry-on space and set off lightly.

Chen Ke prepared to arrive at a place that could not be covered by the miasma of the Renwang Mausoleum this time, so as not to make it more troublesome to relocate when the population increased in the future.

More than 2,000 people rushed together, especially if someone needed to open the road in front and break off in the back, the line was very long, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was mighty.

After arriving more than 5,000 kilometers away from the tomb of King Ren, even Chen Ke did not dare to be careless.

Because here the fierce beasts of the Divine Fetus Realm and above have already begun to appear.

Those royal beasts are huge, and under the same level, it is difficult for humans to beat the fierce beasts, unless it is an unreasonable existence like Chen Ke.

After arriving here, Chen Ke found that not only were the fierce beasts more powerful, the giant trees were taller, and even the aura of heaven and earth was even stronger.

Perhaps it is precisely because the aura of heaven and earth is more intense that these more powerful beasts have been bred.

At this time, Chen Ke reacted in hindsight, feeling that the Fuming Town where he and the others were before was just a remote area of the wild world.

It's no wonder that those places have never even heard of the king of people, and even the super tribes only exist in legends.

Although large tribes are rare after arriving here, medium-sized tribes are already common, and from time to time you can see hunting teams of hundreds of people going out to hunt and hunt down migratory herds.

For five years, the Fog Tribe crossed snow-capped mountains, crossed grasslands, and walked through deserts.

Finally, on a large mountain, the Fog tribe settled down and named this place Cloud Mountain.

There are clouds and mist here, and the totem warriors of the fog tribe can blend into the fog, even ordinary clansmen, because they are nourished by the totem breath all year round, they can see through the fog.

So, it's a great place for people from the fog tribe to live.

Chen Ke didn't interfere too much, and let Wu and the chief decide for themselves.

In the past five years, because almost all of them were on the road, although some newborns were born on the road, many of them were killed in battle.

So, the population is still two thousand.

However, from now on, the population of the Fog Tribe should grow rapidly.

Because it is 20,000 kilometers away from the tomb of the king of people, and there are no large tribes nearby, as long as you don't encounter too terrifying beasts or natural disasters, you don't need to relocate.

After the fog tribe settled, they immediately built a conical altar with a height of thirty meters and a diameter of thirty meters, with nine cubic platforms on the top.

This is where Chen Ke lives.

However, Chen Ke usually only comes here when he is sacrificial, or when he is cultivating, and most of the other times, he is wandering.

Thirty-five years have passed, and the bud is already fifty-three years old, but because of the innate cultivation, he still looks young, and his appearance looks like a twenty-four or five-year-old girl, and it is more feminine.

But now Chen Ke is not so for women, and he spends most of the year cultivating, and the number of times he really finds happiness is only seven or eight times.

I don't know if it's because I'm older, Chen Ke gradually became silent, except for talking to the buds, occasionally dealing with witches, or just saying a few words when making totem warriors every year, and hardly talking the rest of the time.

Sometimes I don't say more than ten sentences in a year, and most of the time I spend my time cultivating and studying the sword intent.

In the first few years, in order to prevent the fog tribe from encountering danger when they first came here, he often took the initiative to select geniuses to create totem warriors.

But later, before the dry season hunt was fixed every year, a totem warrior was uniformly made.

The spells purchased in Wutong Town have all been cultivated to the full level, and the power of faith is not enough, so there is nothing to do, only to comprehend the sword intent.

……

Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

on the altar.

Chen Ke turned into a totem stone pillar, silently comprehended the sword intent, sat and watched the world change, and sat and watched the sea change into a mulberry field.

Fifty years, for ordinary people, it has been most of their lives, and the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, where the Fog Tribe is located, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

A large number of buildings and roads have appeared here.

Although the fog tribe has the ability to shuttle through the fog, ordinary people still need a means of transportation to get there, so the highway is also derived.

In the past 50 years, even though there are many people who have died in hunting and old age, the population has also changed a lot.

Today, the population of the Fog Tribe has reached more than nine thousand, and it is not far from the 10,000 mark.

On the altar, Chen Ke has been transformed into a totem stone pillar for twenty years.

I have barely moved for twenty years, and I have always been contemplating the sword intent.

The current sword intent has already reached the grandmaster level, or even the peak of the grandmaster level, and it is only one step away from reaching the full level.

But here at the full level, it seems that he has encountered a bottleneck, and he has been grinding the time of the twenties.

"Hum—"

Finally, on this day, a sword roar resounded through the Fog Tribe and resounded through the Cloud Mountains.

Throughout the sky above the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, a pitch-black broadsword could be seen across the sky, and a sense of silence was overwhelming, making powerful creatures within a radius of thousands of miles unable to help but look over.

【Chen Ke: Divine Fetus (Spirit Totem)】

[Fog Spirit Codex 2nd Order: 169/200]

[Pharmaceutical 6th Order: 1091/3200]

[Eternal Flame Crafting Master: 3109/3200]

[Little Mushroom Lonely Cloud Proficiency: 198/200]

[Recipe: Spirit Bullet, Barbecue, Spirit Cannonball, Torch]

【Introduction to the Mystery of the Sword (Silence): 0/100

[Totem Talent: Spirit of the Mist]

In the past twenty years, the poison skill has been brushed to perfection and disappeared from the proficiency panel.

After the torch is maxed out, it also becomes a recipe, and as long as there are materials, it can be made in batches, but this little thing is of no use.

However, the spirit cannonball Chen Ke tried, using the spirit coin as a material, it can really make a cannonball, but unfortunately there is no cannon, and the spirit cannonball is useless.

Maybe you need to learn how to make a cannon, but Chen Ke didn't learn it specifically.

And after fifty years of being stuck on the threshold of the full level, the sword intent finally broke through.

The sword intent after the full level, unexpectedly, did not disappear directly from the panel, but upgraded again, from the sword intent, to the mystery of the knife.

If the knife intent is a will-made knife without any attributes.

Then the mystery of the knife is a kind of mysterious sword intent with attributes.

The mystery of this knife that Chen Ke comprehended carried a sense of annihilation.

Although he hadn't tried it yet, he had a feeling that his sword intent had a great restraining effect on life.

on the altar.

The totem pillar suddenly turned into a human body.

Chen Ke opened his eyes for the first time in twenty years: "It turns out that above the sword intent, there is a higher level!" ”

"Silence the Mystery......"

He felt that the mystery of this sword was already a new level of power, as if it surpassed the power that the spirit totem could grasp.

However, this mystery of extinction is very magical, and it seems that it is no longer spiritual power that is consumed, but has risen to spiritual will.

When this mystery is exercised, it is mainly the spiritual will and spiritual power that are consumed.

"Ordinary sword techniques, even if they are grandmaster-level sword techniques, if they correspond to ordinary totem levels......"

"Then the sword intent without attributes may correspond to the level of the spirit totem!"

"Then the current mystery of the sword should correspond to a higher level of god totem!"

Of course, if that's how it's classified.

Chen Ke tried, and sure enough, he found that his spiritual power was completely unable to erase the Silence Sword Intent.

On the contrary, it was the Silent Annihilation Sword Intent that could easily wear out the spiritual power.

It's not a level of power at all.

At this moment, he could feel that his physical body was being transformed by the Silent Extinction Sword Intent, becoming stronger, and transforming into a special physique.

"Fortunately, although the cultivation has not improved, the overall strength has been greatly improved."

Chen Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something: "On the way to move a few years ago, I seemed to hear someone say that there is a Happy Valley nearby......"

Just out of the customs, go to that Happy Valley to have a look.

Although I have heard of the Happy Valley of this world for a long time, I have never been to it.

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