"It's finally here!"

In front of the vast mountain, a young man dressed in animal clothes and embarrassed looked up at the mountain standing in front of him, and exhaled heavily.

The young man's name was Feng, and he was the one who had once guarded the entrance to the tribe's jungle alone.

Since Fengxi returned and led a group of clansmen to clean up the strange beasts in all directions of the tribe, he has been guarding the tribal jungle, and he has gradually lost his effect.

It happened that Feng Xi and the totem warriors left the tribe to find the clansmen outside, so he volunteered to participate, but he didn't expect that this time would be the time of several fire sacrifices!

At this moment, he looked at the mountain in front of him, his face showed excitement that he hadn't seen for a long time, and then he took a deep breath, then turned his head and shouted to the group of people behind him,

"After this mountain, it's our tribe!"

Unlike him, who was dressed in beast clothes and jackets, except for a little embarrassment and high spirits, there were dozens of people behind him.

Their expressions were very withered, their hair was even more messy, their bodies were only covered with some animal skins, and many of them were even bare-armed, covering their bodies with a clump of leaves, and their bodies were full of mud and water.

At this time, they were close to each other, looking around vigilantly, as if they were afraid of the surrounding jungle, and suddenly a wild beast jumped out and took them away.

The tribes that have been living outside are completely different from Fenggon, and in the face of the threat of death that will come at any time, they will not care about their appearance at all, and it is already the greatest luck to be able to survive!

Hearing Feng's shout, a group of people who were originally full of vigilance suddenly began to stir, and everyone's eyes were focused on Feng standing in front of them.

"My lord, is it really coming?" After a while, someone mustered up the courage and asked at Feng.

God knows, how determined they were to come over with Feng.

If it weren't for Feng's resemblance to them, they wouldn't have been able to come here with him. But even so, it took Feng Du a long time to convince this group of people to believe in himself.

Feng Ke didn't have the magical means of Fengxi, when he found this group of people, what greeted him was not a welcome, but after being suspicious, he ran away again and again, away from it.

These primitive human races who were struggling in the dangers of the Great Wilderness were extremely vigilant against the existence of anyone who was not their own tribe, and when they saw Feng, they did not think that the other party was the same person as themselves, but a mysterious beast.

If it weren't for Feng helping them when they encountered a powerful beast and the entire tribe was about to die under the beast's mouth, it would be important to say whether Feng could gain their trust, let alone follow him across thousands of mountains and rivers and through all kinds of dangers to come here!

"Yes, as long as you cross this mountain, you will reach our Fenggon!" Feng nodded heavily, then pointed to the mountain in front of him and shouted to everyone.

When the words fell, the whole crowd "uproared" as if it exploded, and everyone's faces were full of excitement and excitement, and some even knelt on the ground, crying and kissing the ground under their feet.

This journey was not unimpeded, and there was no danger, even if Feng was watching over him in real time, there were many times when he was in deep crisis, and some people died under the fangs of wild beasts.

A group of thin people without claws and teeth, in the eyes of passing beasts, are just a pile of food on their lips, attracting their greedy eyes at all times.

Feng was extremely careful, but if he was not careful, someone would disappear into the depths of the jungle.

Especially at night, even if he has a flame totem, facing a crisis in the darkness that he doesn't know where it comes from, it also makes Feng tired to deal with it.

If it weren't for the fact that before leaving the wind, the divine envoy left him a magic grass called yarrow, which would have reminded him to stay away as soon as he was close to the territory of the alien beast.

Even as a totem, he has no confidence that he will be able to return to Fenggong alive.

The commotion did not last long, and after a while, the group of people seemed to remember the bloody lesson, and immediately quieted down again, gathered together, and continued to look around vigilantly.

Just looked at Feng's figure from time to time, and then looked at the mountain in front of him, his eyes were full of longing and expectation.

Windgon!

In Feng's description to them, it was a sacred place where food and clothing were worry-free, and there was never any need to worry about the danger of wild beasts!

There, every member of his tribe lived very happily, they wore clean animal clothes, they did not hide in caves, but lived in safe places called "houses", the old people of the tribe could live forever, and the young people could do what they wanted and liked to do!

Don't worry about food, don't be afraid of wild animals!

The elderly can live, and the children can grow up happily!

This is something they can never ask for, and they will never dare to think of!

Hearing Feng say this for the first time, they couldn't believe that there was such a place in this world.

Even in ancient legends, the place where the gods favored has never heard of such a longed-for life.

And when Feng controlled the totem in front of everyone and lit a flame in his hand, the entire tribe knelt on the ground with panicked faces and bowed to him.

Flame, in the cognition of these people, is a power that only gods can grasp, and they subconsciously think that Feng, who masters the flames, is a messenger sent by the gods, and even he is a god!

In this regard, Feng felt very helpless in his heart, the flame, in today's Fenggon, has long been regarded as normal. He could only explain to these people over and over again that he was not an envoy of the gods, nor was he a god, and that there was a real messenger in Fenggon, who was their witch, and his power was passed on to him by the messengers!

Looking at the group of people who still didn't believe it, Feng could only grit his teeth and tell them that as long as they went to Fenggong with him, they could also have great power and master the divine flame.

Never having to worry about the attraction of food and danger, the thirst for fire, finally made this group of people decide to follow Feng to that sacred place ——— Fenggong almost without hesitation!

……

Feng's group of people is just a part of the actions of Fenggon's many totem warriors.

Outside of him, there were already people who had already returned with the tribes from outside, and they had been placed around Fenggong by Fengxi.

Similarly, there are many totem warriors on their way back to Fenggon.

If someone looks down from the sky, they will find that with the Chifeng of the former ancestral land as the center, the surrounding jungle has already been bulldozed, and the stone houses and wooden houses distributed like sparks surround the Chifeng in the center.

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