After a while, the new elite of the Great Yan Department entered the second city wall.

Behind the city gate, there are rows of houses, restaurants, inns, shops, and dwellings, which are no different from what Gongliang saw when he first came to the temple.

Because every medium tribe in the Great Wilderness has a house here, and when they come, they have a place to live.

Unlike the previous small tribes and wild tribes, when they came here, they had to find their own place to live, and they were built everywhere, which looked disorganized, messy, and sloppy.

It's just that, compared to when he came, there seem to be more people living in the places where this middle tribe and the Eastern Turen live. In particular, there are obviously many more Dongtu people than when he came.

On both sides of the avenue leading to the third city wall, there are deserted people and Dongtu people who set up stalls. The desolate people wanted to change something to bring back to the tribe, or to change something so that they could live in the temple. And the Dongtu people came millions of miles away with things, hoping to exchange valuable things from the desolate people to go back. Gongliang sighed with emotion, it seems that no matter what era, there is no shortage of smart people!

They rode on mounts, mighty and unusual, so when they passed, pedestrians on the road avoided and let them pass. But when Gongliang finally rode by on the black mammoth Dorjee, someone suddenly shouted.

"The Ancient Race. Someone was shocked.

Hearing his words, people on both sides of the avenue stretched out their heads to look.

Outside of the true mammoths, there is another species of mammoth that looks very similar to them. Many people tend to confuse mammoths with real mammoths, but in fact, due to their large size and extraordinary abilities, they can be easily distinguished.

"Oh Oh"

Black Mammoth Dorjee heard someone screaming, and he also roared playfully.

The roar was like thunder, and the sound of the hunting wind was blowing dust, and the wooden buildings on the side were shaken. This immediately aroused the interest of the people in the restaurants, inns, shops, and houses next to them, and they all poked their heads out to look.

"Strange, doesn't it mean that the real mammoth clan only has mammoths that have died in battle, and there are no mammoths that bow their heads to people? Why is this real mammoth used as a mount?" In the restaurant, a young Dongtu man looked at the black mammoth Dorjee in surprise.

An elegant man next to him smiled and said, "It depends on the situation, besides, it doesn't have to be a real mammoth." ”

"How?" said the young man strangely.

"Among the true mammoths, there has always been a noble Holy Mammoth leading them forward. The Holy Mammoth, like the witch of the desolate tribe, enjoys supreme authority in the clan. But the Holy Mammoth will eventually grow old. It's just that they are not like us, and their souls return to the underworld after death, but they will be reincarnated with the mark of their previous lives. At this time, the True Mammoth clan will take the things left by the Holy Mammoth to find the reincarnated Holy Mammoth. Legend has it that after the reincarnation of the Holy Mammoth, there is a 1 in 100 million chance to be accompanied by a black mammoth. If the holy mammoth is the supreme existence among the true mammoths, the representative of holiness and justice, then the black mammoth represents darkness, evil, and demonic nature in the true mammoths, and is the object of the real mammoths. With that, the elegant man poured a glass of wine and took a sip.

The young man waited a little impatiently, and asked urgently, "Then why didn't this black mammoth die?"

"How do you know it's not dead?" said the elegant man, shaking the glass of wine.

"Isn't that nonsense? it's still here after it's dead. ”

"Maybe someone saved it?"

"Help... Rescue??"

The young man's eyes widened unconsciously, but he quickly thought of this possibility. Although the True Mammoth will not easily succumb to people, if this True Mammoth is rescued when he is dying, it is really possible that he will become someone else's mount because of his gratitude to Dade.

"Do you think there's only one real seed around that man?" said the elegant man again.

"And?" the young man was almost stupid, and quickly stretched out his head to look down.

"Naturally. The elegant man touched his slight whiskers under his chin, as if he knew everything well. In fact, I scolded in my heart for a long time, when the ancient real species was as common as a stall, and I was willing to condescend to others.

If he knew that the other real seed was Migu's, and he still looked like he was ignoring, he didn't know if he would jump off the building.

Mi Gu hugged Baba's neck, with big black eyes, looking around curiously. The round roll was much calmer than it, and he lazily looked up and looked around, and then continued to sleep.

There are more and more people who come to see the ancient true seed, and there is a leader who doesn't know what tribe is and doesn't know if he is too excited, or what's going on, he rushed up without knowing whether he was alive or dead, grabbed a handful of black mammoth Dorjee's buttocks, and shouted with joy inexplicably: "I touched the ancient true seed, I touched the ancient true seed, and the hair on its body is like the silk of the Dongtu people, soft and silky." ”

The dignity of the true race is not to be desecrated.

This annoyed Dorjee, and the thick tail flicked suddenly, directly pumping the man out.

Kui Xiong noticed the situation behind him, walked over on his mount, looked at the individual who was being sucked away, glanced at the crowd around, and asked, "Does anyone know which tribe it is?"

A person from the Dayan vassal tribe came out next to him and reported: "Envoy, those are the two of you from the middle tribe of the Western Wilderness. ”

Kui Xiong nodded at the man, and said coldly: "As a medium tribe, the two of them dare to blaspheme the true race and collide with the upper part. From now on, the two are no longer a medium tribe and are relegated to the lower tribe. If you don't repent, you will go directly to the wilderness of the wilderness, and you will not be allowed to enter the temple again. When the onlookers heard his words, their hearts sank, but no one spoke. No one would think that what he said was a joke. Da Yanbu has this strength and this ability, and the blame is only for the death of the person just now.

The middle tribe enjoys the qualification of the lower tribe to pay tribute, and the qualification to contain the wild tribe of the barren tribe: and become the lower tribe, these are all gone, and the middle tribe has to pay tribute every year.

One hit and one down, although it is just a change of word, it is very different.

When the man heard Kui Xiong's words from afar, he was so frightened that he threw himself on his knees and wailed, "The envoy... The envoy spares his life! It's only that the small part has eyes and no beads to collide with the envoy, and the envoy spares his life! The envoy spares his life......

The crying and screaming, the words are desolate.

But no one answered him. Since you have done such a thing, you should know what the outcome will be, and you will be to blame for everything, and no one is to blame.

Here in the Great Wilderness, there can't be too much compassion, can't blindly be benevolent, otherwise it will be regarded as weak, and it will be feared and respected if it shows its fangs appropriately.

At this moment, a group of stout men riding purple clams came running from behind. As if they had seen a savior, the two of them hurriedly ran over and shouted: "Envoy, help! The envoy of Dayan wants to demote my two tribes to the inferior tribes, and I beg the envoys to help us stay in the middle tribe so that we can continue to serve the upper tribes." ”

When the people of the Manggu tribe heard his words, they didn't respond, but just said to Kui Xiong in front: "Are you Da Yanbu too domineering!"

Kui Xiong looked at the man and said lightly: "What, do you want to carry this matter?"