The Turen village is located in Lirengou, backed by the cliff peak, the towering cliff blocks the cold wind in the north, and there is a river in the southwest to pass through, which is very convenient to draw water for cleaning.

More than 300 people gathered in the village, living in a tree-made hut, half out of the ground, half a crypt, the earth wall embedded with stones and wooden blocks to prevent moisture, the top of the frame of thick wood, first covered with branches, and then covered with thick thatch to protect from the wind and rain. Digging the crypt is time-consuming and laborious, every shed is crowded with people, less than five or six, more than ten people, in the middle of winter, the snow is flying, eating, drinking and sleeping are in it, to the spring and summer, the temperature is suitable, only to move out of the shed for outdoor food and accommodation.

The food and clothing of the natives are also sourced from local materials. The daily stomach is almost all animal meat, roasted or stewed, and a lot of meat is eaten in the morning and evening, and the women will also collect some edible wild vegetables and young leaves, etc., which are not in large quantities, and are valuable ingredients, which are only used to entertain the elders of the village or the distinguished guests from afar. The drinking water is mainly salt tea, and the tea leaves, salt, and water are directly packed in bark buckets, and boiled with hot stones, and drunk bowl after bowl, from morning to night. Tea is collected on the cliff of the cliff peak, the clouds are shrouded, a cluster of hundreds of years old tea trees, the old leaves and twigs are not removed, in order to add some taste, salt is to absorb the salt water in the depths of the cave, dried and preserved, the taste is salty and a little bitter.

Most of the clothes of the natives are made of animal skins, lacking needles and threads, and are usually cut into two pieces at the front and back, pierced with sharp animal bones, and then kneaded into ropes with animal hair or bark. The shoes were also made of animal skins, which were rough and bulky, and they could not move on their feet, so when the weather was warm, they would run barefoot, and the soles of their feet were rubbed into a thick layer of cocoon, so that they could not be afraid of gravel and dead branches on the ground.

It wasn't until the Kunlun disciples settled in that they brought some daily necessities such as pots, bowls, needlework, and fabrics, which were few and precious.

There are a total of ten Kunlun disciples who stay in Lirengou all the year round, led by Meng Zhongliu, and the rest are second-generation disciples, including three from the Royal Sword Sect, three from the Five Elements Sect, one from the Poison Sword Sect, one from the Hook and Sickle Sect, and one from the Flying Feather Sect.

The Hook and Sickle Sect was removed from the lineage, and the Flying Feather Sect was merged into the Five Elements Sect, and the news did not reach Lirengou, and no one asked. This is a forgotten corner.

When Shi Pingfu and his entourage arrived at the Turen village, it was already dusk, the sunset was like fire, shining on the cliff peak, they lowered their flying swords, and they saw Meng Zhongliu come forward early, saw Elder Shi, and greeted the group of fellow disciples.

Meng Zhongliu looked like he was in his fifties, with a white face and no beard, the right side of his face was broken, a hideous scar extending from his temples to his jaw, and his muscles turned out from the inside out, like a hideous and terrifying centipede. The Kunlun sect has many healing elixirs, and Meng Zhongliu can't erase the scars, which means that it is not an ordinary demon beast that scratches him.

Wei Seventeen looked around, and the place where they landed was on the edge of the Barbarian Forest, and there were two vacant huts nearby, forming horns, guarding the door of the Turen village, and the whole village was surrounded by a wooden wall of a height of a few feet, and the huge trees of the thickness were deeply inserted into the ground, the tips were sharpened, and the gaps were filled with gravel and earth.

Meng Zhongliu said a few polite words that were not salty or light, led Shi Pingfu aside, and whispered a few words, the latter's face changed greatly, and his voice rose in surprise, and then lowered in an instant. After a while, Shi Pingfu nodded, took care of Wang Jin, Pu Weisheng and the others to wait here for the time being, carefully beware of the attack of demon beasts, and then hurriedly walked into the village with Meng Zhongliu.

Meng Zhongliu's eyes flashed with uneasiness and excitement, the movement of the demon beast is of course a great danger, but also means an opportunity, the last time he broke through the bottleneck and cultivated the sword qi, it was given by the demon beast, this time if he can take advantage of the fire and break through again, he will be able to return to the Liushi Peak in a beautiful manner, among the elders, proud of his peers.

The crowd scattered nearby, vigilantly surveying the dark jungle and whispering to each other. Kou Yucheng sneered slightly, took the initiative to walk to Wei Qiqi's side, and said in a low voice: "Something is wrong, it seems that this place has been attacked by demon beasts, and the Kunlun disciples who were originally stationed are gone, and in those two sheds, you can smell blood." ”

Wei Qiqi bowed slightly, noncommittal.

Kou Yucheng decided to take some fierce medicine and said, "Just now, Meng Zhongliu and Elder Shi bit their ears and mentioned the 'mule'. ”

Wei Qiqi's heart froze, "Mule, what do you mean?"

Kou Yucheng sneered and said: "Mixed blood of human and demon, called 'mule', why should Senior Brother Wei pretend to be confused, on Liushi Peak, Jiang Yongshou, Pan Yun, and you, are all half-human and half-demon 'mules', Ruan Jing tried his best to introduce you to the Imperial Sword Sect, and didn't tell you?"

Wei Qiqi was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "So what?"

"I heard that among the demon beasts that attacked the Turen village this time, there were several 'mules', and Meng Zhongliu couldn't bear it, so he asked Kunlun for help. Kou Yucheng glanced at everyone and sneered, "They don't know how powerful the 'mule' is, hand-to-hand combat, elusive, ordinary sword cultivators are not opponents at all." How about it, you and I can join forces, I'm familiar with the Brute Bone Forest, or I can help. ”

After the year-end gamble, Wei Seventeen soared into the sky, formed a demon pill, and killed Lu Ping, which was deeply valued by the people of Ziyang Dao, if he could be used as a helper, he should be able to gain an invincible position.

"No need. Wei Qiqi didn't say a reason, and directly rejected him.

Kou Yucheng was not displeased, and said with a smile: "Then forget it." He turned his gaze to his senior brothers, and looked at them one by one, feeling a little regretful in his heart.