The fireflies emit a faint green light, like ghost fire in the middle of the mountains and forests.

More than thirty men from the Qiyun tribe roared out their strong desire to fight at this time, and the fireflies seemed to smell the never-ending smell and quickly retreated.

The faint green glow faded quickly, leaving only the moonlight to shine through the foliage and foliage on the soil.

Zhang Xiaodao's heart was slightly shocked, he could completely feel the desire to fight in the hearts of these people, he couldn't help but look sideways at Yang Qing, but found that Yang Qing's pretty face did not change in the slightest, only infinite indifference.

The moonlight reflected half of Yang Qing's cheeks, and Zhang Xiaodao found for the first time that Yang Qing's facial features were angular and angular, and for the first time, he also found that she had a kind of arrogance of a superior when she came down her face.

After the roar, the Qiyun warriors fell into silence, but they all raised their cheeks full of Qiyun patterns and looked at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing's was still indifferent, but Zhang Xiaodao noticed that her naturally hanging jade hand trembled a little.

Yang Qing has left the Great Wilderness for a long time, but he has never forgotten his hatred for the Great Wilderness, let alone what the Great Wilderness did to the Qiyun tribe.

She won't forget jì, how can these men in front of her who tattoo the praying cloud pattern on their faces forget jì?

Her indifference began to melt gradually, and she closed her bright eyes, but her long, dense eyelashes began to tremble slightly, like her hands.

Many years ago, the Qiyun tribe was just one of the countless tribes in the Great Wilderness, not strong, some weak, and often bullied.

After Yang Qing's father became the patriarch, he overcame various difficulties and formulated some new rules that subverted the rules of the Great Wilderness tribe.

For example, women are not goods, for example, children should undergo a series of educational .......

These concepts were subversive for the people of the Great Wilderness at that time, but Yang Qing's father used several years of persistence to thoroughly implement them.

The Qiyun tribe began to change quietly. When this change accumulates to a certain point, a qualitative change occurs!

Strong cohesion, the bravest warriors of the Great Wilderness, erudite and talented wise men, and even some inventors who have always been regarded as evil and crooked have also received their due respect here.

One qiē and one qiē are all developing in a good direction, and the Qiyun tribe has begun to rise in the Great Wilderness with these factors, and has a tendency to sweep the Eight Wilderness!

One tribe after another was swallowed up by the Qiyun tribe, but the desolate people who joined Qiyun were not treated unfairly and discriminated against, which made them seem to have found their own home, and their hearts were devoted to Qiyun!

The top ten golden families who had not paid attention to the development of this small tribe of Qiyun finally felt threatened. At this time, Qiyun has already blown the whirlwind of reform in the Great Wilderness, and it cannot be stopped!

The Ten Golden Tribes were co-opted by Qiyun, or attacked, or provoked, unable to form combat power, and Qiyun became the largest tribe in the Great Wilderness outside the Ten Golden Tribes!

Yiqiē seems to be developing in a good direction, and the Great Wilderness is about to face the wind of reform swept by Qiyun.

But there is no doubt that the prayer clouds, which have already sat on the ground, have attracted the attention of the Great Wilderness Temple.

If the clouds continue like this, the social form of the Great Wilderness will undergo serious changes. This is the last thing a temple needs to see in need of a great upheaval of stability.

Therefore, the temple set out to clear the Qiyun tribe, and a tragic battle began.

Yang Qing couldn't remember how many people had been slaughtered by the Desolate Swordsmen in the Temple, but she knew that it was an Old Man of the Temple who took the lead. This old man had been the master of the Temple, and now that Monhan Baku was missing, he must be in charge of the Temple.

She wants revenge, not just for the whole clan. The most important thing is to kill him with your own hands.

But she didn't want Qiyun to survive until the current clan set foot on this path, because it might destroy the last roots of Miè Qiyun.

But this was just wishful thinking on her part, and it was clear that the remnants of Qiyun's warriors had been suffocated for too long. They would rather die in battle than live in such a humble life.

When everyone didn't speak, Zhang Xiaodao raised his cheeks and looked at Yang Qingdao: "Sister, let them go." ”

Yang Qing frowned, and Zhang Xiaodao said lightly: "When people die, some are lighter than Hongmao, and some are heavier than Mount Tai, and they are obviously more inclined to the latter." ”

Lighter than a feather, heavier than Mount Tai?

Yang Qing didn't ask where Mount Tai was, but he sighed and said, "Let's go, go to the Holy Mountain!"

The eyes of the warriors of the Qiyun tribe shot out of essence, and at this moment, there was no longer any murderous aura on them, but the murderous aura that had been silent for many years was dull.

This kind of calm and calm is often the most terrible in Zhang Xiaodao's view, it is difficult to have a person in this world who faces death calmly, and a person who knows that he can still be so calm in his life, must have something strong enough to support him in the face of death.

The leader of Qiyun snapped his fingers, and the warriors behind him quickly disappeared into the dense forest, he respectfully came to Yang Qing, looked at Zhang Xiaodao and the others, and said, "Everyone, follow my steps." ，”

Keeping up with the pace was naturally not a difficult thing for Zhang Xiaodao and the others, and everyone followed this man named Yunqi Siba all the way through several barren mountains. In the early morning, he finally came to the base of Qiyun.

The base of the Qiyun tribe is located in the mountain range close to the Ten Golden Families of the Great Wilderness, and it seems that it is not far from the temple.

The morning dew dripped on the roof of the black cave behind the reeds, and everyone pushed aside the grass and trees all the way into it, stepping into the dark stone cave.

The corridor in the cave is extremely narrow, only one person wide, and extremely short in height, making it difficult for burly people to walk through it.

Qiyun Siba's burly figure blocked the qiqi in front of him, and he could only be seen shaking his broad arms and struggling to move forward.

After walking for half a pillar of incense, everyone came to a relatively wide cave, and a pond appeared strangely in front of them.

Qiyun Siba jumped into the water, and everyone immediately followed the dive, like fish shuttling in the stone crevices at the bottom of the pond, and after half a column of incense, they finally surfaced.

Of the people who surfaced, only Qiyun Siba immediately went ashore, and the rest of them stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and they were shocked beyond measure.

The world in front of him is full of fantasy colors, unknown but brightly colored exotic plants grow everywhere, the surrounding stone walls are all transparent milky white, there is cooking smoke rising on the shore, and a grinning teenager is roasting the oily fish of Ziz.

The boy was startled when he saw everyone, and sat on a sturdy buttocks, grinning in pain.

Qiyun Siba, who was covered in water, helped the young man up, let out an angry roar in the language of the desolate people, and in the depths of the cave that could not be seen at a glance, countless men and women of the Qiyun tribe walked out.

Yang Qing felt that his eyes were blurry, but he couldn't tell whether the river on his cheeks was the river or tears!

............

It is very appropriate to describe the habitat of the Qiyun tribe with a different cave.

The cave is not only very wide, but it also has a fresh water source, abundant fish, and even very good ventilation, which is really incredible.

Walking into the depths of the cave, Zhang Xiaodao was even more eye-opening, although the life of the Qiyun tribe seems simple, its living utensils are readily available, and even have a wall full of books.

The wall is as high as a cliff, and the wood of the bookcase exudes a strange fragrance, which seems to have the effect of repelling mosquitoes, and it is densely placed with the wisdom of the Qiyun tribe.

Behind this huge bookcase is the living area of the Qiyun tribe, and the stone houses they have built out of stone blocks are square and scattered.

Continuing deeper, you will arrive at the martial arts arena of the Qiyun tribe.

At this time, Yang Qing and the others were being worshiped by countless tribesmen with prayer cloud patterns tattooed on their faces

Zhang Xiaodao broke away from Yang Qing and the others and walked alone, as if he was completely attracted by this new world.

All the way deeper, Zhang Xiaodao came to the world in front of him and seemed to change suddenly, and he entered a huge circular cave that was empty.

In the circular cavern, a beam of light spilled down, and when he looked up, he saw a crater that was thousands of feet long, and saw a blue sky.

He couldn't help but grow his mouth gradually, but the afterglow swept to the pattern on the stone wall, and he couldn't help but be even more shocked.

The pattern is not lifelike, but it is a simple and clear expression of the history of the Qiyun tribe, one after another, surrounding this crater as if endless.

Zhang Xiaodao raised his head and looked at it for a long time, felt that his neck was a little sore, and then lowered his head, and found that the stone ground under his feet was full of cloud prayer totems.

This should be the altar of this praying cloud tribe, right?

Zhang Xiaodao smiled slightly, and continued to raise his head, as if he felt that the story expressed in the pictures in the stone wall was very interesting.

An old man came to Zhang Xiaodao's side at some point, he also raised his head, looked at it with the same relish as Zhang Xiaodao, and asked softly, "How is it, it's spectacular, right?"

Zhang Xiaodao naturally sensed the old man's savings, but the old man's words in the Tang Dynasty with a typical Shengjing accent made him really shocked, and he couldn't help but look at the old man.

The old man had silver hair and a shawl, and the folds on his face were the traces left by the years, and he looked extremely old, but he was dressed in a robe that was as pure as a white cloud on the horizon.

Zhang Xiaodao greeted politely, but the old man said proudly: "I painted it." ”

Zhang Xiaodao was stunned, he couldn't accurately calculate the size of the circle of this crater, but just looking at its patterns were close to the crater, this height was shocking.

He asked in surprise, "How many years?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't remember clearly, anyway, it's been many, many years." ”

Zhang Xiaodao took a deep breath, looked at the simple stories in the pattern, but told the step-by-step development of the Qiyun tribe, and asked incomprehensibly, "What are you doing with this?"

The old man smiled and said: "Naturally, it is for the children, the children of Qiyun must know the history of their tribe, know the situation of the Qiyun tribe now, and the most important thing is that they must know that the outside world is very big." (To be continued......)