"I'll take you to meet the old witch of the clan, who has been to Bear Mountain and knows something. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Wang Yu said without letting go of Chu He.

Obviously, he was really tired of being in this wild place, and he desperately wanted to leave, afraid that the life-saving straw of the Chu River would disappear with a 'bang'.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yu was embarrassed: "But these soldiers and generals under your command should not go any further." With so many people back, I can't explain it, I can't cover it. ”

Chu He nodded and said, "I'll call a few companions together! They also came with us, they came from reality, and it was not good to leave them behind." ”

Chu He did not say that Sun and the three were forcibly subdued by him, but called them fellow travelers. Sure enough, when Wang Yu heard this, he thought about it and nodded.

For him, in a strange world, people who also come from reality are companions, and they feel closer to each other.

Ordered the generals to lead their troops to camp under the cliff, and if they saw three flames rising in the sky at the same time, they would lead their troops to attack the cliff regardless of anything else.

Although Wang Yu should be trustworthy, but those people of the wilderness may not, Chu He always has to take some precautions.

The four of them climbed up the cliff along the soft ladder, and behind the cliff was a wild fruit forest, which was obviously able to provide a lot of food to the wild tribe, which was the foundation of their life here.

Walking through the fruit forest, I saw that some mud houses had been built on the side of the wooden houses.

This kind of mud house is made of a small amount of wood, bamboo or even reed poles as the core, and then pasted with clay, you can easily build a wall. Not only does it save wood, but it is also easy and quick to build.

This is obviously Wang Yu's handiwork.

This kind of mud house was very common in many rural areas in the 80s and 90s.

Around the entire tribe, there are some traces of new construction, although most of them are not very technical, but for the whole tribe, the help is not small.

After all, Wang Yu is not a professional, and his wisdom and insight certainly surpass most of the savages in this tribe. But many things, he only knows a rough idea, and it is too embarrassing for him to really make it.

Seeing Wang Yu enter the tribe with a few strangers, the wild people in the tribe, regardless of men, women and children, all showed vigilant looks, and some of them even clenched their weapons, as if they would do it at any time.

Wang Yu muttered a few words in a local dialect that Chu He couldn't understand, and those people dispersed one after another, but they seemed to be busy with the things in their hands, but in fact, they kept glancing at them from the corners of their eyes, obviously not at ease.

In this way, Chu He relaxed instead, and it seemed that Wang Yu had a very high status in this tribe. Perhaps those changes that he didn't think were 'advanced' enough were already extremely precious to the savages of this tribe.

When a person creates value far beyond the ordinary, then his status will definitely be improved. Both tangible and intangible.

The old witch lived in the only stone house in the entire tribe, and standing outside the stone house, he could already smell a strange and rich smell of medicinal soup.

In this kind of tribe that follows the ancient style, the wizard is the most powerful, higher than the patriarch but does not care about mundane things. And these sorcerers are often good at some medical skills and even divination and curse techniques, and there are more tribal sorcerers with some backgrounds, and even some more bizarre and little-known methods.

Of course, Chu He, who got the inheritance of the Zhurong mantra, knew what was going on.

Witchcraft mainly relies on the urging of qi and blood or spiritual power, so the sorcerers in the tribe will always use various means to create a mysterious atmosphere in the tribe, so that they will always be shrouded in a fog. In this way, the awe that has accumulated in the hearts of the tribesmen over time will accumulate in the tribe and become part of the power of the wizard.

Many wizards have extremely strong strength and abilities in their respective tribes, and some can even predict a part of the celestial fate. But once you leave the tribe, you become a scumbag who can't do anything, that's the truth.

This type of sorcerer is more precise, like some land god who is bound to a piece of land. In their respective territories, but it is only there, the power does not return to itself, not only is there still birth, old age, sickness and death, but also can only be interdependent with one land and one people.

Only great wizards like Zhu Rong, Gonggong, and Jumang, who have mastered the human emperor's forgiveness and the approval of the Heavenly Court, are their power unlimited. Because they have become symbols of the natural world, they have become the spokesmen of a kind of natural power.

Chu He's Zhurong Mantra actually uses the power of awe and fear. He uses his spiritual power as a lever to drive the flames to rage, thus arousing the fear and awe of his opponents, and this fear and awe will also turn into nourishment for the flames.

Humans, or most living beings, are born with a fear of flames.

Enough gossip.

Let's say that under the leadership of Wang Yu, Sun Li and the three of them stayed outside the door, and only Chu He and Wang Yu walked into the stone house.

The room was darkened by the lack of light, but it was not damp because of the fire.

"Welcome, wizard from the blessed land of Zhurong! I have already heard the winter moon flower and the rice grass talk about your intentions. You want to enter Bear Mountain?"

"I think this should be the new king of Zhurong's descendants, once again delusional to get something that should not be taken for himself. ”

The old witch was very old, he was more like a black, withered skin, on a skeleton of bones, wearing a feather coat made of black crow's feathers, and wearing a mask made of the skull of a giant bird, which looked a little dark and terrifying.

"You want my fear? It's not enough to be so pretentious. Chu He chuckled and snapped his fingers.

The fire burning under the medicine tank suddenly rose up, illuminating the whole room extraordinarily brightly. At this moment, the whole stone house seemed to be set on fire, and in the night, it was very bright and dazzling. The light that leaks out of the cracks in the wall can already reflect in all directions.

Many people from the tribe came out of the house, staring solemnly at the stone house where the old witch lived, wanting to come and have a look, but they didn't dare because they didn't hear the call.

"Fire..." But Chu He understood, this is the word 'fire', the oldest and earliest pronunciation.

"Sure enough, the descendants of Zhu Rong!Please don't be angry!" The old witch's attitude became more 'humble', and he was no longer as pretentious as before.

Chu He is very strange, although he can mobilize his spirit and control the flames under the medicine tank, it will not reach such an extent. Unless you're blessed...

Perhaps, the tribe itself still worships the fire god Zhurong, and is also afraid of flames. So I can also use the mysterious fear power that pervades this tribe. In this way, the change in the old witch's attitude also makes sense. Chu He thought to himself, and as soon as his thoughts moved, in a Zhurong spell record, the witchcraft that he couldn't use was cast by chance.

In an instant, all the firelight scattered in the whole room converged, attached to Chu He's body, wrapped Chu He, and after half a sound, a crimson robe suddenly draped on Chu He's body, setting off it even more heroic.

This is a defensive sorcery fire robe, which, once successfully cast, can last for nine days, providing extremely considerable defensive power.