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The stone egg was thrown into the sky through the black smoke of the volcanic ash, and the speed of its rise gradually slowed down, and finally it ran out of power and began to fall downward, throwing itself into the embrace of the earth.

With a bang, it smashed into the gray-brown rock and soil, smashing out a large crater.

After a few hours, the volcano calmed down, the magma slowly cooled, the ash settled downward, and the stone eggs lay quietly in the crater.

Bang, a drop of rain fell to the ground, and a heavy rain fell from the sky.

The rain raised white mist and wandered among the mountains, and the rain evaporated into smoke when it fell into the crater, and white plumes of smoke came out from the volcanoes, like wolf smoke.

The volcanoes, which originally symbolized the horror and destruction of miè, had a strange fairy aura at this time, but the air became more and more humid and muggy.

When the rain became lighter, more than a dozen figures appeared on the ground, all of them were wearing only a pair of calf nose pants, their red bodies were vigorous, and their yellow-brown skin was colorful, I don't know whether they were tattoos or paintings, full of wild atmosphere.

Wuzhou has always been known as the land of the Southern Barbarians, and the people who live in the dense forests of Wuzhou are naturally called barbarians. The barbarians carried a basket behind them, holding long poles in their hands, and metal claws at the top.

At first glance, it looks like a group of scavengers, but in reality it's pretty much the same, but instead of garbage, they're picking up rocks that erupt from the crater.

The "scavengers" scattered, each guarding a place, one by one hunched over, wide-eyed search on the ground, first with a long pole, scooped up in the hand and rubbed it vigorously, if it was an ordinary stone, it was thrown directly on the ground, if it was with a touch of crystal, or there was a little bit of shining stars, it showed a happy color, and threw it into the basket behind him.

Although this volcanic group is a dangerous place of death, there are also many precious mineral deposits, and the metal that has been quenched by the earth fire is the material for making divine weapons, and even fire spirit stones and fire crystals can be found, which are even more valuable.

At this time, a young barbarian in the distance noticed a strange thing, it was only the size of a palm, and it was light and weightless in his hand, and there were some strange patterns on it, like a package woven with flowers. The strangest thing is that this thing was neither burned by fire, nor wet with water, not even a single trace of dust.

Even a barbarian who doesn't have much knowledge can feel the unusualness in it, and it is the Shura Field. The distance between the Shura Field and the Phoenix Egg is not far away, and it has also been erupted together, but the current Shura Field is really a magic weapon, Shenhua is introverted, and the aura is not revealed, not to mention the body of a mortal, even ordinary cultivators may not be able to see through the effect.

"Come here, come here, see what this is?"

The young barbarian shouted loudly, although his tone was strange, but the language he used was no different from Qingzhou. Although this world is much larger than the earth, there are not so many languages, and even the demon clan uses the same language.

A group of barbarians surrounded and expressed their opinions on the Shura field, but they couldn't tell what it was.

The young barbarian didn't do it, for fear of tearing it, but he couldn't withstand the pruning of the people around him, so he pulled it slightly, and the Shura field naturally didn't move. There was laughter all around, laughing that he couldn't even tear open a cloth bag, it was really useless.

"Shut up!" the young barbarian gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and pulled hard, but there was still no movement in the Shura field, and the laughter became even more violent.

"Let me come!" The strongest barbarian snatched the Shura field, his face flushed, and the result was the same, and the last few barbarians could not shake it even if they made a move together, and made sure that it was not a mortal thing, and handed it back to the young barbarian, and everyone envied his luck, and the oldest barbarian said:

"Baby, keep it away, this may be a lot of good things!"

The barbarians went back and searched, and their eyes widened a little, hoping that they would have such good luck, and after a while, another man shouted loudly, beckoning everyone to come.

The barbarian found a strange stone, larger than a man's head, round like an egg.

"Isn't this just a stone?"

A barbarian is not angry, his luck is not good, not only did he not find anything strange, but he even collected the least ore.

"No, it's an egg! He moved a little when I picked it up just now!" said the barbarian who found the stone.

The two of them argued, and almost fought, but finally asked the old barbarian to do an appraisal, and held the stone egg for a while, according to his years of experience in picking up stones, this is an ordinary stone made of lava condensation, but it just happens to be like an egg.

"Baby, don't waste your strength, throw it away!"

Everyone dispersed, and the barbarian looked at the stone egg in his hand, and still thought it was like an egg, at least before it turned into stone. But since the old barbarian said that it was worthless, he hesitated for a moment, and threw it in the stone pit, if he took this stone egg, he would not be able to bring much other ore.

After a while, the earth shook a little, and another volcano began to erupt nearby, and the barbarians fled one after another, and the barbarian, who had just picked up the stone egg, passed by the stone pit again, took a look, and stopped to pick up the stone egg and hold it in his arms.

The barbarians retreated to the bottom of the mountain, and what appeared in front of them was an endless blue sea, the undulating terrain was like waves in the sea, and this barren volcano group was an isolated island in the sea.

They came to the "shoreline" and re-dived into the water, like fish back in the sea, and they moved neatly through the dense forest, peeling aside the disturbing broad leaves, and walking along a forest path covered in thick green, almost indistinguishable.

There are very few decent roads in Wuzhou, and the most are trails like this, even if the plants blocking the road are cut down with knives and axes, it will grow back in a few days, and if no one walks on a road, it will soon be flooded with green.

Soon, a stockade made of logs appeared in front of them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There are always all kinds of dangers in the forest, and it is still the village that is the most reassuring.

The stone egg and the Shura field lie in two bamboo baskets respectively and enter this barbarian village.

A few days later, a procession of dozens of men came to the front of the stockade, all dressed like ordinary barbarians, with green cloth wrapped around their heads, a blanket on their shoulders, and a lean air on their faces.

They rode high on a dozen beasts of burden, which looked like oxen, not oxen, horses, not horses, and the beasts of great physique easily carved a path through the forest, especially the one at the head, the tallest and strongest, and the leader of these people sat on it.

He looked to be about forty or fifty years old, his rough face was weather-beaten, his hair had begun to turn gray into a large braid, his eyes were shining, and he was particularly striking with a pair of large golden earrings on his ears.

"Open the door, here comes the gold!"

The "Golden Earrings" shouted at the top of their voices, as if singing, and the penetrating sound soon spread throughout the village.

"The caravan from Jinziwu is here!" "Open the gate!"

A shout rang out in the village, the gate of the village opened violently, and the caravan stepped into it proudly in the middle of the road.

The barbarians who went to pick up stones a few days ago put out the stones one after another and asked the caravan to pick them, and the caravan took out all kinds of goods to exchange.

The golden earrings were drinking with the old village owner, and suddenly a subordinate came in and said to the golden earrings: "Master, go and take a look, and you have found a strange thing!"

"Oh, what strange thing?"

The gold earrings immediately got up, and some rare minerals appeared in this volcanic group from time to time, and the task of his trip was to circle this volcanic group for a week, visit more than a dozen villages, and then transport the exchanged things to the fragrant flower market to sell, and the profit was more than ten times greater. But he has been a trader for decades, and there are few things that can be called strange.

"I don't know, it's like a woven cloth...... But you can't tell...... I can't tell you what the use is!"

The gold earrings were stunned, his boy was also well-informed, but he couldn't even judge the material, and his interest couldn't help but be stronger, and he rushed over to take a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up, although he didn't know what the function was, but just looking at this material, it was not an ordinary thing, could it be a spiritual weapon?

Although he has deep internal strength, he can't see the spiritual light, but he is also prepared, and a small insect flew out of the bag on his waist, and the small insect flew to the Shura field but did not react, and he suddenly showed a look of disappointment.

The young barbarian hurriedly performed, took out the saber on his waist and slashed a few times on the Shura field, and the Shura field was naturally unscathed.

"To be able to use such a good cloth packaging, there must be something good in it, and it is worth a lot of money!"

The gold earrings hesitated for a moment, but they spent a jar of salt and a knife to buy this strange thing that did not know the effect, this strange thing was definitely specially refined, and maybe it could be sold for a lot of money on the flower fragrance set. And even if he fails, with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, he will not break the capital.

The barbarian was contented with the salt shaker and the saber. As the caravan was about to leave, a barbarian rushed out to block it, holding up the stone egg in his hand.

"Good egg! I don't want a knife, just salt!"

The stone egg he worked so hard to bring back was not sold in the end, and seeing that the clansmen easily earned a jar of salt, how could he be willing in his heart.

The gold earrings took the stone egg and looked back and forth, the traces of no polishing seemed to be naturally formed, put it in my ear and listened, and knocked it a few times hard, the sound was dull, not like it was hollow, even if it was really an egg, it was a dead egg.

"This is found with that cloth bag, it erupted from the volcano, it must be a good thing, don't buy it and suffer a loss!"

The golden earrings moved in his heart and ordered, "Give him a jar of salt!" (to be continued)