At this time, the place where Mo Ming was standing was a dense forest, the forest was full of ancient trees as thick as five or six people hugging and wild grasses more than half a person high, and the ground around it was thick with accumulated leaves, which could make a creaking sound when stepped on, a veritable wilderness, and there were no traces of people.

Mo Ming jumped up, walked through the dense jungle, stood in the air at a height of a hundred feet, and looked down.

"This place is Southern Xinjiang?"

Mo Ming lowered his head and muttered, this place was obviously different from the Central Plains, the air was filled with a wild atmosphere, it was very humid and hot.

"I don't know where the rumored ancient land appeared, and where the Taoists of each sect went, I first came here, so I should first find a place with a lot of people to inquire!"

Mo Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, no longer hesitated, and the whole person turned into a dazzling storm and shot out in one direction.

"There are not even cities in this southern frontier, and the tribes of all sizes have seen countless along the way, but they have not found any relatively concentrated gathering places of monks, but they have encountered a lot of monks in those tribes!"

"It's just that these tribes are obviously a gathering place, so I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate for me to rush to Xiu with a foreign surname!"

Mo Ming groaned, thought about it, and finally walked down the mountain, towards the tribe at the foot of the mountain that only had about a hundred households like a village.

After these three days of preliminary understanding, in addition to the difference he felt at the beginning, what also surprised Mo Ming was that in addition to the fact that there were no sects and cities in this southern frontier, there was no clear division between monks and laymen.

Although most of those tribes were mortals, a small number of monks did not maintain their own height, and ate and slept together like mortals, without much difference.

And in the eyes of most mortals, the monk is no longer so mysterious and high-minded, especially for the various tribes, the existence of the monk can only be regarded as the strength of the individual in the tribe, and it is not surprising.

Of course, such an existence is also the middle force of a tribe, shouldering the responsibility of protecting the tribe, and the level of cultivation of the monks in each tribe represents the strength and strength of the tribe.

The tribe that Mo Ming is going to at the moment is not big, and it can even be said that compared with the tribe he has seen in so many days, it is difficult to compare.

The most fundamental difference between the tribe and the village is that it is not a sturdy earth-made house, but a series of large and small dome tents, all wrapped in thick cowhide cloth, which look very sturdy.

Between the tents and tents, there were naked naughty children frolicking, while the adults wore coarse linen clothes or animal skins and shoulders to prepare the naughty children's food for the day.

The people in this place look very simple and have the most primitive innocence, and the happy smiles on people's faces always give Mo Ming a very familiar feeling, and he vaguely reminds him of those large and small villages at the foot of Tongtian Mountain back then, which are also the same.

Mo Ming came from a distance, wearing a cyan robe, which was obviously different from this place, so that when he was still more than a thousand feet away from the tribe, he was discovered by those frolicking naughty boys.

Suddenly, those naughty children stopped frolicking, and ran to the adults of their respective families, or calling or tugging on their sleeves, pointing at Mo Ming from afar.

Those adults looked over, and the smiles on many people's faces immediately retracted, and hurriedly summoned their own children, protected them behind them, and looked at Mo Ming vigilantly one by one.

"Whew!"

A shock suddenly flew up from a tent in the middle of the tribe, and a thirty-year-old young man landed in front of Mo Ming, and as soon as he appeared, he opened his mouth and said something extremely fast.

Mo Ming stood up suddenly, and looked at the past with some doubts, this young man's cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building, but he couldn't understand the words he said, because the indigenous language of this place was obviously different from that of the Central Plains.

It seemed that he also felt Mo Ming's doubts, and the next moment, the young man paused, calmed his face, and directly used his spiritual sense to transmit the sound.

And this time, Mo Ming understood, because the transmission of spiritual consciousness was in a very lame Central Plains language, and he couldn't hear it completely, but the general meaning was almost clear.

"People from afar, this is not the place you should be!"

"There's no malice here!It's just that I'm here for the first time, and I want to find a place to stay, and I hope that fellow Daoists won't be surprised!" Mo Ming also transmitted his voice, revealing kindness.

The young man was suddenly a little surprised, but the vigilance on his face did not weaken much, but he looked at Mo Ming carefully with a pair of eyes.

"You'd better leave quickly, the headquarters doesn't welcome monks from the Central Plains!" he said unceremoniously.

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and what puzzled him was that the other party seemed to have obvious resistance to the monks in the Central Plains region in his words, and he didn't want to have too much entanglement with him.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming still hugged his fists and said: "I really don't have any malice here, I just want to come here to learn about the information about this southern Xinjiang, it will not affect your department, and I hope that Daoyou Haihan!"

"Huh?"

The young man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that Mo Ming would speak so kindly after being rejected by him.

However, he was only slightly stunned, and then showed that cold expression, staring at Mo Ming's eyes and saying:

"What do you want to know?"

When Mo Ming heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he knew that the other party could ask this to prove that the kindness he showed was still felt by the other party.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming said bluntly: "When I first came here, I didn't know much about this southern Xinjiang land, if the Taoist friends don't mind, I want to know a thing or two about this southern Xinjiang! Of course, if your ministry has news about the ancient land that was rumored to be revealed in this southern Xinjiang not long ago, I also want to know some!"

"You're here for this!"

The young man suddenly spoke coldly, and his cheeks, which had always been sunk, finally showed a hint of discoloration, and said, "You better go to other places to find out, the headquarters doesn't know anything!"

"Huh?"

Mo Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows, because he suddenly noticed that just after he said those words, the young man's face showed a trace of obvious hostility, and his tone became more and more cold.

"Why should Daoyou be so vigilant, there is really no malice in the next!"

Mo Ming spoke again, thought for a while and took out some spirit stones from the storage bag, and then said: "If Daoist friends are worried about having bad intentions in Xia, and they are willing to pay some spirit stones to ensure that they will not do anything unfavorable to your ministry, it will also be counted as my reward for asking your ministry for some news, what do you think, Daoist?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately showed surprise, looked at the spirit stone in Mo Ming's hand in a daze, and hesitated a little.

Obviously, for Mo Ming's repeated expressions of kindness, the young man's cold expression was still a little moved, and he believed it a little.

"Do you have any elixir?". Suddenly, the young man spoke in a low voice, and a faint heat flashed in his eyes!

"Pills?"

Mo Ming was stunned and surprised, but instead he showed a smile, because from this sentence, he could already feel the loosening between the young man's words, and his hostility towards himself was not as strong as before.

"I don't know what elixir Daoist needs?" Mo Ming asked.

"An elixir that can boost strength! In your Central Plains words, it is an elixir that can increase cultivation!" the young man spoke, his expression unconcealably hot.

"Yes!"

Mo Ming nodded after a slight sigh, he has cultivated in Tongtian Mountain so far, and there are not many pills on his body, but there are still a few pills that can enhance the cultivation of the foundation building period, especially after killing a few people in Lan Ding, he also obtained some pills and spirit stones.

After receiving Mo Ming's answer, the heat in the young man's eyes was obviously thicker, and he hurriedly spoke: "If you can give me three pills to increase your strength, I can let you stay in the headquarters for three days!"

"Three?"

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to say this, this kind of amount is nothing to him now, only what he currently has is far more than a hundred times this amount.

The young man nodded, but looking at Mo Ming's stunned appearance, he suddenly hesitated and said, "If you don't have so many, two can do it!"

"Uh......"

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the pills were very rare in this southern frontier? Otherwise, how could anyone think that three pills were too much? And this sentence still came from the mouth of a monk in the late stage of foundation building?

After thinking about it, Mo Ming didn't hesitate, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and a palm-sized jade bottle was taken out by him, and then he threw it away and handed it to the other party.

"Here is a bottle of Dragon and Tiger Pill, a total of ten, which can enhance the cultivation of the foundation building period, one pill is comparable to three months of penance, and it is counted as a reward for entering the feet of your tribe in the next place!

Mo Ming smiled and spoke, not that he was pretending to be arrogant, but he just felt that since the other party needed the pill, and he also needed to express enough kindness to get the news he wanted, then he simply gave a far more than the other party requires, so that at least the other party would be more vigilant about himself, and it would be convenient for him to do what he had to do next.

Moreover, these ten Dragon Tiger Pills were really nothing to him, and with his current cultivation, the pills in the foundation building period were almost useless.

When the young man heard this, his face immediately showed a hint of surprise, and he clutched the jade bottle tightly, as if he had not yet reacted from Mo Ming's words.

However, when he uncorked the bottle and smelled the unusually fragrant medicinal fragrance, his eyes suddenly showed excitement, and he hurriedly poured one out of his palm and looked at it carefully.

Mo Ming was not in a hurry, just quietly waiting for the other party to take a look, but in his heart, he became more and more sure, in this southern territory, pills are really rare for monks.

After the effort of a cup of tea had passed, the young man carefully stuffed the pill into the jade bottle again, raised his head, and looked at Mo Ming's face with a smile finally blooming.

"Thank you!"

The young man nodded solemnly, then stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Mo Ming: "The Lishan tribe welcomes distinguished guests from afar!"