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Weak tribes, but hundreds of thousands of people, often there are dozens of tribes in a small world, fighting each other, living today and dying tomorrow, like a plate of scattered sand, without its own heritage, no different from a herd of beasts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The top-level tribes, inherited from the mythological era to the present, have several worlds, and their strength is not much different from that of the six major sects.

Yijian said: "Senior Brother Longji, in which direction did the fierce beast go?"

"Here!"

Long Ji stretched out his hand and pointed at it, which was the direction of the mountain range.

Yijian frowned: "I knew that it wasn't that simple, in the mountain range, it was definitely inseparable from the tribes of this realm, and it was troublesome!"

As a small realm, the strength of the tribe is not too strong, and it is estimated that even the weakest sect in Xiao Kyushu cannot compare, but the two of them are not big masters, a small tribe, enough to pose a threat.

Long Ji said: "Senior Brother Yijian, don't worry too much, we are in the dark, what can they do to me?"

The two flew towards the mountains.

The terrain of the plains was gentle, and after four days of flying, you reached the vicinity of the mountains.

Along the way, I met some aborigines and Kyushu monks.

The aborigines of the Deep Realm, as the mission said, were extremely fierce, and they actually wanted to attack the two of them and take the opportunity to plunder.

The two of them had to release the breath of Jin Dan breaking the realm, so they were spared trouble.

From the outside, the mountain is tortuous and steep, several large rivers meander out, forming a natural array, the two of them followed the aura of the beast here, and were blocked out for a while, wanting to enter, but they couldn't enter at all.

Yijian said: "Senior Brother Long Ji, can you see anything about this formation?"

"The formation laid out by the power of the god of the realm, the law of the formation is exquisite, it will take at least more than ten days of hard work to comprehend, senior brother of a sword, we can't enter!"

Since they couldn't get in in a short time, the two simply found a restaurant and wanted to follow others to get in.

The deep realm of the volume is close to the edge of Kokyushu, and there are not a few cultivators who come and go, and there are several good restaurants, and a restaurant near the mountain range, called "Yishan Pavilion".

The specifications of the "Yishan Pavilion" are not small, comparable to the "cyclamen" of the Sword Sect.

As soon as he entered the door with a sword, he threw two spirit stones directly into the arms of the shopkeeper: "Bring me all the delicious food and drink, and find a seat for Lao Tzu!"

"Come on, Shangxian, please come here!"

The shopkeeper is a native of the plains, and he receives people back and forth on weekdays, mostly Kyushu cultivators, and he took the two of them with a smile and walked upstairs.

The first floor of the restaurant is a large number of aborigines, basically no Taoism, looking at the eyes of the two, full of awe and envy, glanced at it and retracted its gaze, did not dare to take a second look, for fear of colliding with the immortals.

Upstairs, there are aborigines who have cultivated.

Further up, the deeper the cultivation of the aborigines, the more cultivators in Kyushu gradually appeared.

The two went directly to the eighth floor, and the shopkeeper stopped and pointed to a window position: "Two, how does it feel here?"

The mountains are just outside the window, lush and green, and the wind blows, bringing the fragrance of the grass and trees in the mountains.

There were not many cultivators on the eighth floor, only a few dozen, and it seemed very quiet.

Long Ji nodded and said, "That's it, hurry up and serve the wine and food!"

"Yes! ”

Xiao'er nodded again and again and retreated.

The two sat down and looked out the window at the view, seemingly fascinated.

Long Ji said: "Senior Brother Yijian, those tables are Kyushu cultivators, and at first glance they are scattered cultivators, so it doesn't matter. But look at the other two tables, those eight cultivators, sitting by the window, staring at the direction of the mountain range, with a fierce light in their eyes, hehe, can't they have a grudge against the three major tribes!"

The eight cultivators that Long Ji said were wearing strange clothes, as if they were woven from animal skins.

Their breath is all Jindan entry realm.

"It's not a Kyushu cultivator, it looks like it's a bit like the Scroll Wish Realm, could it be that the Scroll Wish Realm is unbearable and sent a few people to take revenge?"

"Hey...... Interesting!"

There were a few cultivators at the table next to him, and their breath echoed with heaven and earth, and at first glance they were the aborigines of this realm.

They laid out a soundproof formation, but they did not have the slightest effect on Long Ji.

"The cultivators of the Scroll Wish Realm are here to trouble the Li Xiao tribe at first glance, don't worry about them, we drink ours!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Another bunch of fools, looking for their own death!"

"Their elders didn't come, but they called them to come and die!"

The aborigines smiled coldly and ate and drank on their own.

Soon, the wine and food came up.

Two large wine jars, one is the size of three human heads, plus dozens of dishes, the weight is quite heavy, although Xiao Er is a mortal, but the creatures of Kyushu, long life, strong physique, walking like flying.

"Two immortals, the wine and food are here, you use them slowly, if you have any instructions, just call them small. ”

Xiao Er put down the wine and food and whispered, for fear of disturbing the other cultivators.

With a wave of the sword, a thick mana gushed out, isolating the three of them.

"Shopkeeper, ask you something, if the answer is good, there will be a reward, if I am not satisfied, hehe......"

Weak tribes, but hundreds of thousands of people, often there are dozens of tribes in a small world, fighting each other, living today and dying tomorrow, like a plate of scattered sand, without its own heritage, no different from a herd of beasts.

The top-level tribes, inherited from the mythological era to the present, have several worlds, and their strength is not much different from that of the six major sects.

Yijian said: "Senior Brother Longji, in which direction did the fierce beast go?"

"Here!"

Long Ji stretched out his hand and pointed at it, which was the direction of the mountain range.

Yijian frowned: "I knew that it wasn't that simple, in the mountain range, it was definitely inseparable from the tribes of this realm, and it was troublesome!"

As a small realm, the strength of the tribe is not too strong, and it is estimated that even the weakest sect in Xiao Kyushu cannot compare, but the two of them are not big masters, a small tribe, enough to pose a threat.

Long Ji said: "Senior Brother Yijian, don't worry too much, we are in the dark, what can they do to me?"

The two flew towards the mountains.

The terrain of the plains was gentle, and after four days of flying, you reached the vicinity of the mountains.

Along the way, I met some aborigines and Kyushu monks.

The aborigines of the Deep Realm, as the mission said, were extremely fierce, and they actually wanted to attack the two of them and take the opportunity to plunder.

The two of them had to release the breath of Jin Dan breaking the realm, so they were spared trouble.

From the outside, the mountain is tortuous and steep, several large rivers meander out, forming a natural array, the two of them followed the aura of the beast here, and were blocked out for a while, wanting to enter, but they couldn't enter at all.

Yijian said: "Senior Brother Long Ji, can you see anything about this formation?"

"The formation laid out by the power of the god of the realm, the law of the formation is exquisite, it will take at least more than ten days of hard work to comprehend, senior brother of a sword, we can't enter!"

Since they couldn't get in in a short time, the two simply found a restaurant and wanted to follow others to get in.

The deep realm of the volume is close to the edge of Kokyushu, and there are not a few cultivators who come and go, and there are several good restaurants, and a restaurant near the mountain range, called "Yishan Pavilion".

The specifications of the "Yishan Pavilion" are not small, comparable to the "cyclamen" of the Sword Sect.

As soon as he entered the door with a sword, he threw two spirit stones directly into the arms of the shopkeeper: "Bring me all the delicious food and drink, and find a seat for Lao Tzu!"

"Come on, Shangxian, please come here!"

The shopkeeper is a native of the plains, and he receives people back and forth on weekdays, mostly Kyushu cultivators, and he took the two of them with a smile and walked upstairs.

The first floor of the restaurant is a large number of aborigines, basically no Taoism, looking at the eyes of the two, full of awe and envy, glanced at it and retracted its gaze, did not dare to take a second look, for fear of colliding with the immortals.

Upstairs, there are aborigines who have cultivated.

Further up, the deeper the cultivation of the aborigines, the more cultivators in Kyushu gradually appeared.

The two went directly to the eighth floor, and the shopkeeper stopped and pointed to a window position: "Two, how does it feel here?"

The mountains are just outside the window, lush and green, and the wind blows, bringing the fragrance of the grass and trees in the mountains.

There were not many cultivators on the eighth floor, only a few dozen, and it seemed very quiet.

Long Ji nodded and said, "That's it, hurry up and serve the wine and food!"

"Yes! ”

Xiao'er nodded again and again and retreated.

The two sat down and looked out the window at the view, seemingly fascinated.

Long Ji said: "Senior Brother Yijian, those tables are Kyushu cultivators, and at first glance they are scattered cultivators, so it doesn't matter. But look at the other two tables, those eight cultivators, sitting by the window, staring at the direction of the mountain range, with a fierce light in their eyes, hehe, can't they have a grudge against the three major tribes!"

The eight cultivators that Long Ji said were wearing strange clothes, as if they were woven from animal skins.

Their breath is all Jindan entry realm.

"It's not a Kyushu cultivator, it looks like it's a bit like the Scroll Wish Realm, could it be that the Scroll Wish Realm is unbearable and sent a few people to take revenge?"

"Hey...... Interesting!"

There were a few cultivators at the table next to him, and their breath echoed with heaven and earth, and at first glance they were the aborigines of this realm.

They laid out a soundproof formation, but they did not have the slightest effect on Long Ji.

"The cultivators of the Scroll Wish Realm are here to trouble the Li Xiao tribe at first glance, don't worry about them, we drink ours!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Another bunch of fools, looking for their own death!"

"Their elders didn't come, but they called them to come and die!"

The aborigines smiled coldly and ate and drank on their own.

Soon, the wine and food came up.

Two large wine jars, one is the size of three human heads, plus dozens of dishes, the weight is quite heavy, although Xiao Er is a mortal, but the creatures of Kyushu, long life, strong physique, walking like flying.

"Two immortals, the wine and food are here, you use them slowly, if you have any instructions, just call them small. ”

Xiao Er put down the wine and food and whispered, for fear of disturbing the other cultivators.

With a wave of the sword, a thick mana gushed out, isolating the three of them.

"Shopkeeper, ask you something, if the answer is good, there will be a reward, if I am not satisfied, hehe......" (To be continued.) )