The first rays of the morning sun.

Everything revives, and the mist fills.

Fang Ping walked out of a stone house that was no more than a foot tall and the internal space was only a few feet.

The Akabane tribe was a small tribe with a population of just over 3,000 people, with women and children accounting for more than half of them, adult men hunting and women cooking food and taking care of children.

At dawn, the people of the tribe woke up early, and the women gathered to cut the food and handle the ingredients, and the men also discussed where to hunt today.

In the center of the tribe there is a stone platform made of stones, on which a totem of several zhang high, with feathers, bird heads, and human bodies is enshrined, which is the ancestor of the gods and spirits worshiped by the Akabane tribe for generations.

"Big brother is awake."

A group of children who were only five or six years old, seven or eight years old, rushed to Fang Ping's body one by one, followed by a small one who had only learned to walk for a short time, and there were still milk stains left on his mouth, and a pair of eyes were big and bright, staring straight at Fang Ping.

Fang Ping smiled, he had been living in this Red Feather tribe for three days, and he was still a little strange when he came on the first day, but in just a few days, he became familiar with the people in the tribe, especially this group of simple and innocent children who were easy to fool, they liked to pester him to listen to things outside the extremely northern grassland, and he was also very happy, so he thought of it.

"Let's go."

With a greeting, Fang Ping took dozens of children and went to a small natural lake outside the Red Feather Tribe.

The grass outside the small lake is green, and the lake is clear and sparkling like a turquoise.

The children sat on the ground, Fang Ping was also relaxed, sitting on the ground with long hair and shawl, coughing dryly, and said, "The book is picked up, and today I will tell the story of Kua's father."

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, in the era of the flood and famine, there was a giant with infinite strength and a height of 10,000 feet, named Kuafu. He lived a life of indifference in the depths of the mountains......

At that time, the earth was full of poisonous insects and beasts, natural disasters and man-made disasters continued, one day, the sun hung high, roasted the crops, scorched the trees, the rivers dried up, everything withered, Kuafu was very sad, decided to catch the sun, so he beckoned the tribesmen to go with him, but the tribesmen did not dare to go, he ran after the sun alone, opened the mountains in the mountains, and crossed the water when he encountered the water.

…… He ran as hard as he could, as hard as he could......"

The story is full of twists and turns, and the children's expressions are also from anticipation, curiosity, and amazement, to sadness and silence at the beginning.

Among them, the little pudding with milk stains on the corners of his mouth cried out when he heard that Kuafu was dying of thirst and sunburning.

"Why are you still crying?" Fang Ping speechlessly threw out a fragrant and sweet spirit fruit, the little pudding's cry stopped abruptly, and the envious saliva of the children, he straightened his posture and asked: "The story is finished, it's time to move on to the next link, take turns to talk about your feelings, who will come first?" ”

A tiger-headed child raised his hand, stood up and said, "This Kuafu is the same as my barbarians, he is a warrior who is unparalleled in the world!" ”

His words were echoed by many children.

Fang Ping shook his head: "Why do you say that?" ”

"The sun is so high, it's still so hot, the giant Kuafu still dares to catch it, and he chased it for nine days and nine nights, isn't it a warrior?"

"You sit down first." Fang Ping pressed his hand and swept around: "Can someone express a different opinion?" ”

Silent.

A few children were thoughtful, but they were also silent and ignorant.

"Okay, I'll tell you then." Fang Ping said: "This kid said that Kua's father is a warrior, and this is true!" But the warrior is dead, his people are still alive and well, Kuafu just doesn't understand this truth, you can say that he is ambitious, dare to think and dare to do, or you can say that he is not able to do it, and the grasshopper shakes the tree! From my personal point of view, Kuafu belongs to the latter category. ”

"The sun bakes the earth, do you need him to come out? Before someone more capable than him could do anything, he jumped out, isn't this a suicide and what is it? You can't be brave in everything, you have to think, you have to weigh, only by living, can you do what you want to do, but you can't do. ”

The children looked at each other and gasped.

After three days, they had heard Fang Ping tell several stories, and after each story, they would be taught some strange knowledge that was diametrically opposed to their cognition.

"I object, the real barbarian warrior must dare to face death!"

"Objections are invalid!" Fang Ping arbitrarily suppressed the opposition and said, "How can a real warrior only know how to fight and kill? Human feelings are sophisticated, power and sophistry are indispensable! ”

After saying that, Fang Ping himself was also thinking, the barbarian tribes on the extremely northern grassland, there are not so many intrigues, deceit, some are just blood and fire, straight to kill, he educates these future barbarian warriors like this, maybe he can educate a few heroes and heroes who have great achievements and can dominate the extremely northern grassland.

It was approaching evening.

Only half of the more than 100 warriors who went out to hunt inside and outside the Red Feather tribe came back, and more than a dozen people were seriously injured, and the rest were all covered in bruises.

Suddenly, the clouds of sorrow in the Red Feather tribe were gloomy, and the cries rose and fell with each other.

"What the hell is going on!"

The crowd dispersed, and the white-bearded old man who walked out, on crutches, was in good spirits and quite majestic.

The Red Feather tribe is not large, it is one of the many small tribes on the extremely northern steppe, aside from women and children, old and young, the warriors who can go out to hunt, there are only a thousand people, each of them is extremely precious, and this time it has lost dozens of dozens, which is already a big loss for the Red Feather tribe.

"Patriarch ......" The strong man who led the hunt, his shoulders were bloody, and his eyes were bloodshot and roared: "It's the people of the Black Gang tribe, they are ambushed near the water source, not only snatched our prey, but also hunted us, if we don't retreat fast enough, I'm afraid none of them will come back." ”

Hear the words.

The Akabane tribesmen gathered around opened their eyes wide and clenched their fists, and even the children had red circles in their eyes, shouting for revenge.

The old patriarch sighed, he didn't want to pay for the blood debt, but the strength of the Red Feather tribe was too weak, the Black Gang tribe was a large tribe of tens of thousands of people, with nearly 10,000 warriors, and there were even more powerhouses at the level of Divine Power and Martial Saint.

"Carry the wounded back to the house first, and don't go out hunting for the next few days." The old patriarch waved his hand, calmed everyone again, raised his head, and looked at the foreigner who had come to the Red Feather Tribe not far away.

He still remembered that at dusk a few days ago, a young man dressed in black and with black hair and shawl stood outside the tribe as if he appeared out of thin air, the tribes on the extremely northern steppe, few welcomed foreigners, and some of them would bring back to the banquet when they saw foreigners, the Red Feather tribe did not have that habit, the main reason was that the Red Feather tribe was too weak.

"I'm going to make you smile." The old patriarch stepped forward and said with a wry smile.

Fang Ping gave a salute indifferently: "Where is the old patriarch, this black clan is targeting the Red Feather tribe, how does the old patriarch plan to deal with it?" "From the old man's handling of this emergency, it can be seen that the old guy is not as upright, reckless, and tendonous as other barbarian warriors, and he is a guy who knows how to judge the situation and the enemy is strong and I am weak.

He lived in this Akabane tribe for three days and formed a fate, cause and effect.

If the old guy begged him to help, he would not refuse within his power.

"I'm going to ......," the old patriarch took a deep breath and said, "I plan to go to the 'Baichuan Tribe' tomorrow for help." ”

If a small tribe wants to survive, it must depend on the big tribe.

The Akabane tribe is attached to the name of the Shirakawa tribe, and every year they have to find ways to send some tributes and treasures.

"What does the old patriarch mean that the Baichuan tribe will come out for your Red Feather tribe and attack the black embarrassment tribe?" Fang Ping nodded, if this was the case, there would be no need for him to be nosy.

The old patriarch was stunned: "How can it, the strength of the Baichuan tribe and the Heiyi tribe is almost the same, and they will not start a war easily." ”

"Then the old patriarch, you ......"

Fang Ping suddenly realized that the Baichuan tribe would not attack the Black Gang tribe for the sake of the Red Feather Tribe, but the Red Feather tribe was attached to the White Chuan tribe after all, and it was reasonable for the White River tribe to strongly condemn the Black Gang tribe verbally!

But is this condemnation useful?

This is with people fighting at your house, killing your brother, ruining your sister, and when you finally beat the enemy out of the door, but someone tells you that you have to repay your grievances with virtue, not only that, but when people are in trouble, you have to lend a hand to help.

It's a bit far, but the principle is the same.

On that day, the old patriarch took a hundred warriors of the Akabane tribe and some treasures accumulated in the tribe, such as brilliant feathers, soft cotton-like animal skins, pearl-like bone strings, and glittering ore crystals, to drive to the Shirakawa tribe, which was not too far away.

Leaving not long ago.

More than 5,000 warriors of the Black Fur Tribe wearing black animal skin shorts, with totems painted on their faces, and wielding bone clubs in their hands, shouted loudly and densely surrounded the Akabane Tribe.

There is no doubt about the stone hammer, yesterday's provocation and attack of the Black Gang tribe was to lure away the old patriarch, the old patriarch is the combat power of the martial arts master level, he is old, but he can fight for his life and not be underestimated, without the old patriarch, five thousand black embarrassment tribe warriors, plus two martial arts grand master level black embarrassment tribe leaders, can easily step on the Red Feather tribe.

For a time, the Akabane tribe ushered in a catastrophe, and women, children and children trembled.

Hundreds of Akabane tribe warriors looked at the man in the tribe who was second only to the old patriarch in strength after he left.

The man with thick eyebrows and a broad nose, who cultivated to be around the Three Qi Sect Master, was also a little overwhelmed in the face of the sudden catastrophe of annihilation, and suddenly recalled what the old patriarch had whispered to him before leaving, and hurriedly pushed away the crowd, walked to the stone house where Fang Ping was, and shouted; "Where's your guest?"

Fang Ping walked out of the stone house.

Laughing; "But you want me to do it?"

The man was stunned and said: "There are thousands of people in the Black Gang Tribe, I will take the lead in the charge and make a cut, and ask the distinguished guests to escape with the women, children, old and young of the clan, to meet the old patriarch, and the great ancestors will bless you." ”

"That's it?" Fang Ping was surprised: "Why don't you ask me to make a move?" ”

He was a little incomprehensible, neither the old patriarch nor the man in front of him seemed to have any intention of begging him to take action to resolve the trouble.

This is because I can't see that someone on the other side has the power to pick the stars and catch the moon and look down on the world, or I look down on someone on the other side.

The man had no intention of explaining, shouting to the women, children and children in the tribe to escape with Fang Ping later, while he and the hundreds of warriors in the tribe stayed behind to drag the army of the Black Gang tribe.

"Woo-woo-"

The clarion call sounded on behalf of attack, killing, destruction.

Five thousand warriors of the Black Gang tribe roared wildly and rushed towards the Red Feather tribe with their bone clubs.

The hundreds of warriors of the Akabane tribe trembled and their faces were heavy, but none of them retreated, all of them had the heart of death.

"Don't ask me to be, then I'm going to make a move!"

Fang Ping's chest swept into the air with some depression.

"Big brother went to heaven." The children in the Akabane tribe were all taken aback and startled when they saw Fang Ping, who had been telling stories to him for a few days, standing up and standing in the air.

The martial arts system on the extremely northern steppe is not much different from the thirty-three kingdoms of the human race, everything recovers, after the arrival of the golden world, the vitality of heaven and earth is sufficient, and the martial arts master can be vacated for a short time, Fang Ping can walk on the ground in the air and stand in the air, which means that Fang Ping is at least the cultivation of the martial arts master.

The warriors of the Black Migrassment tribe who launched the attack froze their bodies and did not dare to rush forward.

Sou!

A pitch-black arrow that looked like iron and not iron, and the texture was like a rock, and the arrow shaft was clearly shot towards Fang Ping.

Bang rumble

The arrows devoured the vitality of heaven and earth in a wide range along the way, and a black embarrassment phantom of more than ten zhang in size condensed into the space.

Black as a wolf, with sharp fangs, sharp claws, and a long roar.

On the grass in the distance, a leader of the Black Gang tribe with the cultivation of a great martial arts master, holding a big bow made of animal skin and animal bones in his hand, that arrow was sent out by him, without leaving a hand, it can definitely threaten the great martial arts master, if it is an ordinary martial arts master, it is possible to be killed by an arrow in seconds.

But what made him change color in shock was that the black-clothed heroic young man standing above the Red Feather tribe didn't look at it, and at the last moment, he casually stretched out his right hand, and then used his index finger, which was much longer than ordinary people, to lightly, impartially, and accurately point on the arrow that pierced the air.

Bang Long!

The power is infinite, and the arrows that burst the rocks, like a high-speed train, hit the impregnable and impregnable city wall, without the force of Fang Ping, under the action of inertia, from the arrow, to the shaft, and then to the tail of the arrow, from the end to the end of the shattered into dots of fragments.

The immortal golden body has not yet operated, but Fang Ping's physical body is still invincible, King Kong is not broken, and this arrow is not as good as a mosquito bite for him.

"Hiss, how could it be ......"

“…… The Red Feather Tribe actually hides such a super powerhouse? Hey? He doesn't look like I'm a barbarian. ”

Witnessing the blow he made, the leader of the Black Gang tribe who wanted Fang Ping to block it with a snap of his fingers sensed the clue and roared: "Today is a war between my Black Gang tribe and the Red Feather Tribe, and the foreigners have no right to interfere and break the rules of the Extremely Northern Prairie, that is, they are enemies of all the barbarians on the Extremely Northern Prairie!" ”

The voice fell.

The space outside Fang Ping's body collapsed into a huge black hole, and at an incredible speed, it appeared in front of the leader of the Black Gang tribe in the Martial Dao Grand Master Realm in one step.

The wind blows.

Especially under the oncoming impact of the magnificent and invincible momentum, the leader of the Black Gang tribe of the Martial Arts Grand Master Realm landed with a big bow in his hand, and his body was also paralyzed, staggering down, and sitting on the ground with his buttocks.

The leader of the Black Gang tribe of the Martial Dao Great Grandmaster Realm next to him saw that it was not good, and subconsciously picked up the bone stick in his hand, and smashed it into Fang Ping's forehead like a mountain of power.

Click!

This stick went down, and the shock made this person's mouth crack, and the bones of his arm were also crushed, and the bone rod that smashed on Fang Ping's forehead was ten times harder than steel, dozens of times, and it exploded into thousands of bone fragments with a hula sound.

"Monster!"

The leader of the Black Gang tribe, who was bleeding endlessly, realized that the foreigner in front of him was an unfathomable super powerhouse, and he might be the same level as the patriarch of the Black Gang tribe, so he hurriedly put on a correct attitude and said: "This lord ...... If you want to protect the Akabane tribe...... Let's go. ”

The leader of the Black Gang tribe, who was paralyzed on the ground, bared his teeth and glared at Fang Ping with indignation.

"You can go." Fang Ping nodded, and the next moment pointed to the leader of the Black Gang tribe with an unruly face: "You can't go." ”

"Why! Do you dare to kill me? Foreigners are not qualified to meddle in the affairs of my barbarians in the Extremely Northern Prairie, you have violated the rules of the Extremely Northern Prairie......"

"It's not the rules, it's not your turn to tell me." The Yin Yang Divine Power Seed in Fang Ping's body turned slightly, and a black and white divine light was like a heavenly sword volleying into the sky, cutting off the head of the leader of the Black Evil Tribe.

A barbarian leader at the level of a great martial arts master is in a different place like this.

The leader of the living Black Gang tribe, frightened, fled from this place with thousands of Black Gang tribe warriors.

When Shaoqing Fangping walked into the Red Feather Tribe, the women and children in the tribe, old and young, men and women, looked at him with earth-shaking changes, which was also reasonable.

Wherever a strong person goes, it is eye-catching and worthy of respect.

"Thank you for beating away the army of the Black Gang tribe, it must be the great ancestral gods who blessed us and sent the distinguished guests."

I don't know if it was the old stubborn cry who was quite poisoned, and the men and women in the Akabane tribe began to worship the totem statue enshrined on the stone platform in the center of the tribe.

Fang Ping;???

He came to the rescue, but it was the ethereal totem god who got gratitude?

"Faith? With faith, there is cohesion......"

"But it's also a double-edged sword."

Fang Ping shook his head with a smile, he didn't care, he didn't ask for anything in return when he made a move this time.

Night.

The Akabane tribe held a grand and unprecedented worship ceremony.

……

(End of chapter)