On the way back, the smoke and dust caused by the pursuit of the warriors of the Eagle Hoof tribe had not completely subsided, and I saw the smoke dragon constantly rolling, and I didn't know when it would subside.

Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes, tore off the cloth towel to cover his face, he still couldn't avoid choking, coughed a few times in succession, rode out of the team, and stopped only when his vision was clear.

Through the misty haze, Ye Zhiqiu vaguely found several mysterious lines of sight, sweeping around the warriors of the Eagle Hoof Tribe.

He lowered his head and thought about it, and after a long time, he finally made a discovery, and smiled secretly in his heart: "It turns out that the grassland is not monolithic, this information is too timely!"

It took only an hour to pursue the enemy, but it took three times as long on the way home, and it was lucky to catch up with dinner.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that the next thing was the internal affairs of the Eagle Hoof Tribe, and to deal with these horse thieves in black clothes, he naturally had to use the rules of the grassland, so after returning to the tent, he began to pack his luggage seriously.

The Iron Eater and the Great Green Donkey had long been entrusted to the caravan guard leader Tie Feng to take away, and now he was alone, and he had no other worries, if it weren't for his physical exhaustion, he would have left without saying goodbye.

"The survival law of the grassland has always been the survival of the fittest, and the law of the jungle. The Eagle Hoof tribe has a population of only 2,000 households, and belongs to the lower middle tribe, and it has provoked horse thieves in all the wilderness, and it seems that the rumors of the tribal patron saint riding a thousand are quite widespread. Who doesn't know that the so-called horse thieves are all vicious dogs raised by big tribes, and they can bite whoever they want?"

Ye Zhiqiu had already made up his mind in his heart, and felt that he was weak, so it was better not to get involved too deeply.

"I'll leave tomorrow morning, and I guess I'll be able to catch up with the caravan heading south. After all, they have a large number of horses and more than a dozen carts of grassland specialties, and they will definitely not be able to go fast. ”

The wounded of the Eagle Hoof Tribe were quickly treated due to the Guardian Spirit's large-scale nectar technique, and the progress of sorting out and cleaning up the mess also exceeded Ye Zhiqiu's expectations, plus the tribal warriors who returned safely helped to help, so it didn't take long for the bonfire to burn, and dinner was ready.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that his body needed nutrients and had to eat hard, but after the two Pinghu came back to patronize, he immediately felt that the roast lamb was not fragrant.

"That's right! There are also refining methods for sleepy insects and kowtow insects in the lower grade insect path, which is definitely a good way to use it for yin people. However, I have excess hair on my body...... Itchy scalp, I'm afraid it hurts!"

Ye Zhiqiu shook his head lightly, couldn't help but touch his chin, and suddenly made an unexpected discovery.

"Beard! I think it's a good choice. ”

Ye Zhiqiu pulled out a handful vigorously, put it in the palm of his left hand, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and stretched out his fingers with his right hand to ignite it all.

"Hulala", with the formless and colorless mana fluctuation, a handful of beard in the palm of the left hand suddenly twisted and bounced, becoming black and thick, like a bunch of silkworm babies, and later grew immature wings, like termite moths.

However, there is not a single whisker that can really transform into an insect, and it is only a quarter of an hour before and after, and the sleepy insects that have been turned into by Ye Zhiqiu have all returned to their original shape.

"Strange! I succeeded in the first attempt. On the contrary, it is a mediocre sleepy worm, and it can't be refined at all, which is simply unreasonable!"

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, then gently blew towards his flat left hand, and immediately blew his beard to the ground.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and Ye Zhiqiu vaguely understood that the key to refining into a sleepy insect was to refine it!

"I probably understand! The precursor of the fox is the gluttonous worm, which is refined by appetite. Then the sleepy insect must also refine its own sleepiness. It's a pity that now I am in high spirits and have no sleepiness at all, so I will fail on the spot!"

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu's face became very strange, after all, he couldn't eat with the fox alone, and if he couldn't even sleep......

"I'm going to collapse! Whether it's mental or physical! The inferior insect is really inferior! Damn, can you do anything that harms yourself? If it were someone else, you could consider it. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes immediately lit up, and he was secretly proud in his heart: "I'm really a genius!"

Ye Zhiqiu ate the roast lamb chops in two or three bites, then got up and walked out of the tent, glanced left and right, and saw a few frightened centaur children, perhaps because they saw blood for the first time, they were obviously very hungry but had no appetite.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled secretly in his heart: "It's not much different from my situation, maybe it's a good experiment." ”

He walked over openly, comforting them softly, and at the same time used the secret technique of the Qingqiu Fox Demon to refine their appetite into an invisible and qualitative Leaning Fox.

"Hiss"

Ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of grinding teeth, opened his yin and yang eyes that had insight into the netherworld and looked, and sure enough, he saw three thumb-sized foxes, but unfortunately it was not his own appetite, so he was a little disobedient, and even smelled the excessive essence in his body, and was a little impatient.

This discovery made Ye Zhiqiu scratch his head, and when the newborn three little foxes showed their teeth and looked in a posture of repulsion, he turned his face without hesitation.

After several fights and battles, the Pinghu who grew up quickly, heard Ye Zhiqiu's command, like a tiger descending the mountain, devouring the three small foxes.

Among them, the most senior fox has two heads, and the originally full tail swells up again.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw this, he watched with great anticipation the birth of the third fox.

However, in the third breath, a cold breath split out, and the tail part swirled, revealing the fox's long pointed mouth out of thin air.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly ordered, and the third fox was really obedient, it was like a finger, and he was suddenly a little proud in his heart.

As for a few centaur children, after being appeased by the "Han Shaman", they felt that their stomachs were no longer hungry, and their bodies no longer trembled, and they were very happy to thank them again and again.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled on his face, and thought to himself: "Thank me, I still want to thank you." Thanks to these children, I finally understood and experimented with the improvement method of the lower grade insect channel!"

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. The way of man is to lose more than he can give. As a result, the water flows lower, and the ravines fill in the lakes, which are level with the ground. People go to high places, take the spiritual opportunity of heaven and earth, and convince the gods to be immortal. ”

The following insect dao refining Pinghu has also comprehended the essentials of cultivation. Dao, it's really everywhere!

Ye Zhiqiu was very satisfied with this, but comprehension was comprehended, and the realm did not improve in any way, nor did it light up more meridians and acupoints.

In the final analysis, if it can't be implemented, it is a mind game after all, and in the end it is still a failure.

"I should think about how to open more meridians and acupoints! Martial arts is a good way to learn from. It is said that seeing the great perfection of the god grandmaster, he can reach the immortal, the longevity is three hundred, the body is not bad, the ghosts and gods are not close, and it is also a majestic avenue, the only pity is that he cannot live forever. ”

After Ye Zhiqiu returned to his tent, his head rested on his magic sword, wearing leather armor, and he kept thinking in his heart until the noise in his ears gradually subsided, and finally he fell asleep.

Today, I used up all my mana in a big battle, and this is the first time since my debut!

At the same time, in the big tent of the Eaglehoof Tribe, the meeting that only the leaders were eligible to attend continued.

The information asked by the torture of the black-clothed cavalry captives was put on the table for review. When it was Flamemane's turn to look at it, it was covered with blood and tears, as if a rag had been crumpled.

As we all know, the origin of the blood wolf is unknown, some say that the holy mountain wolf is the mountain guard, and there are also rumors that it is the degeneration of the wolf poison grass by mistake, and there is no serious background.

On the prairie, there were originally three major tribes of blue wolves, white horses, and green cattle, and the blue wolf offended the Han State, but was annihilated by the Han State, and the remnants of the tribe fled to the west. The green ox died of excessive food, although it lived by water and grass, it gnawed up most of the grassland, and killed each other in order to compete for territory in hunger and cold, and it was also withered.

Only the white horse clan, with fast migration speed and low food requirements, finally won the chance to survive, grew up step by step, and became the masters of the grassland.

But the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. The big tribes who want to unify the steppe are all ambitious, but they think very highly of themselves, and none of them are willing to lead the alliance, and they just want their own family to dominate.

The big shaman coughed lightly, and the big tribal tent suddenly fell silent: "There are three big tribes behind the black-clothed horseman, who are coveting our territory and want to seize the tea and horse exchange market with the Han Kingdom, how is this possible?"

Chief Bloodhoof looked at the expressions of everyone present, and found no "traitor", closed his eyes in satisfaction, and fell into deep thought.

"Our Eagle Hoof tribe used to be a large tribe with more than 10,000 households and 3,000 armor, if it weren't for the plague and white plague that broke out a few years ago, it would be more than this strength. After the beginning of spring next year, sweep and annex the small tribes nearby, and accumulate strength to prepare for war. Our god is the most powerful hero of the steppe, and will surely protect us to win the war for survival and have the last laugh. ”

There was only the voice of the great shaman in the big tent, and the many chieftains immediately echoed it loudly and cheered.

Today, the wounded old and weak women and children were treated by the gods themselves, and only a few of the clansmen were seriously injured and died, but the leaders here are not stupid people, as long as the gods continue to show grace, under such divine favor, cowards will become warriors, and warriors will be fearless.

Not to mention repelling the covetousness of several big tribes, even the unification of the grassland is not a problem, as for the horseshoe to go south and leap in the land of the Han Kingdom, no one will be so arrogant for the time being.

After all, a shaman of the Han Kingdom is already very terrifying. Even though God said that the Han Kingdom would decline soon, the power of hundreds of years was still there, and it weighed heavily on the hearts of all people.

Han Kingdom, what a terrible behemoth!