One hundred thousand mountains, lying in the northeast of the southern desert, I don’t know how many thousands of miles there are, the endless mountains, towering, tall, steep and dangerous peaks, strange and terrifying jungle swamps, winding and ups and downs of rivers...

There are countless creatures living in the mountains and ridges, including powerful monsters, mysterious elves, and brutal werewolfs who are good at digging holes and casting weapons. Various magical and unique races survive and reproduce in the 100,000 mountains.

The world is full of spiritual energy, and various strange objects and fruits grow in the wilderness mountains and forests. They are gifts of nature and paradise for adventurers. Between this mountain and desert siege full of dangers and opportunities, there are also countless tribes of all sizes.

The Aras tribe, a elves tribe who is big or small, is located in a secret place outside the 100,000 mountains.

The mountains thousands of feet high in all directions stand tall, forming a natural barrier that is almost isolated from the world. The valley is lush with lush green trees, birds singing and flowers, flying waterfalls, rare birds and strange beasts, and it is a real paradise.

The Aras tribe is also the hometown of ancient style. The remaining Aras family members moved here decades ago and formed a tribe.

I left here with my grandfather ten years ago and came back again ten years ago. I felt very nervous, because I felt even more timid when I was close to home.

"Brother Feng, are you sure that behind the fog sea is your hometown?"

Looking at the rolling fog and smelling the wet and rotten smell in the air, Long Ling asked in disbelief, "The elves are born to love cleanliness, so how could they settle here?"

Gu Feng smiled and carefully took out a dark green bamboo tube ten inches long and thin as the index finger from his neck, put it in his mouth and blew it gently, with a crisp and pleasant sound, and a loud and changeable sound floated out, floating in the fog in the sky.

"Chir—chir—chir—chir—chir—”

Not long after, three sharp clear sounds came from the fog, and a huge black shadow rushed down, and a violent wind blew away the fog, and a stubborn eagle, a stubborn and fairly majestic eagle fell in front of the three.

Gu Feng rushed up suddenly, hugged the eagle's neck tightly, gently stroked its smooth and smooth feathers, as if it was stroking his own dwarf, and said in a whimper: "A Fei, A Fei, I miss you so much!"

"Chirky chirp--"

The goshawk A Fei is a pet that Gu Feng has raised since childhood. It constantly rubs his cheek with its neck intimately, making cheerful screams from its mouth, spreading its wings and rushing into the sky, screaming loudly.

"Come on, this is A Fei, my good friend! This is the fog swamp, the miasma monsters inside are full of dangers. If you enter it for a lifetime, you will have to peel off even if you don't die. But if you have A Fei leading the way, don't worry!"

Gu Feng jumped on A Fei's back and reached out to Yi Ruolongling, gently patted its neck, A Feihuan screamed and rose into the vast sea of ​​fog.

At this time, the two third-level monsters, iron thorn beasts, were chased in a mess. Zhao Jianronghao and the other two saw their disappearing figures, hesitated and gritted their teeth and rushed in.

The five people entered the fog swamp, and after chasing for half a month, how could they let go of the prey with their mouths? The two third-level monsters had no hesitation, and rushed in directly biting their butts.

Through the foggy swamp, three people and one beast rushed into an emerald green basin and flew towards a place with curling blue smoke.

Looking at the familiar grass and trees, smelling the unique smell, Gu Feng was extremely excited and couldn't help but yell: "Grandpa, uncle, mother, fat, I'm back--"

In an exquisite wooden house on a towering tree, a family of three was eating. A fat head and big ears and a small cow, a fifteen-year-old boy suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks. His almost invisible little eyes flashed with splendor, and he screamed: "Brother Feng is back, Brother Feng is back, I hear his voice--"

He stood up and rushed out of the wooden house, jumped off the big tree two or three feet tall with a thud, smashing the earth like a big stone, trembling, and got up and patted his butt. His two short and thick thighs spanned two or three meters in a few blinks and disappeared.

Gangying A Fei stopped in front of the tallest wooden house. Gu Feng looked at the familiar wooden door, crawling with mossy lounge chairs, his eyes were a little wet, and he gently pushed open the wooden door. The seats in the house were spotless, and the bronze pipe was shiny, lying quietly at the head of the bed.

"Hey, who are you? Brother Feng?" He was not so angry that he was breathless. The little fat man climbed up the towering tree quickly and asked in surprise when he saw Yi Ruolongling outside the door.

When he heard the familiar voice, Gu Feng rushed out suddenly, looked at the silly grinning little fat man, hugged him, and it took a long time to let go, patted his chubby shoulders, and joked:

"Fatty, don't you let me eat every day? When I left, I remember you were stronger than you are now. Why did you lose weight after ten years?"

"Brother Feng, you're back. My life is hard! My father and mother force me to recite the magic spell every day. You know that I'm stupid and not as smart as you. I always remember this and forget that, I can't learn it. I'm often locked up in the ancestral hall. Without the grilled fish and barbecue you secretly gave me, do you think I can get fat?"

When the little fat man thought of the magic spell, he had two big heads. Rushuang's eggplant was gone when he saw Gu Feng. He hung his head and felt so aggrieved. Then the two little eyes were shining with a splendor.

"Hehe, Brother Feng, you are back this time. If my father and mother lock me up again, you will secretly deliver food to me!"

Bang bang patted his chest, Gu Feng promised: "Ah Pang, don't worry, I will definitely put three plates of braised rabbit meat on you, so that you can eat enough."

"Five major markets!"

The saliva flowed all over the floor, and the fat man stretched out his fleshy right hand and gestured.

"Okay, there are only five major markets!" Gu Feng responded cheerfully, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Ah Pang, have grandpa gone to collect herbs? Why didn't you see him?"

The little fat man looked up at Gu Feng in confusion and asked in confusion: "Brother Feng, did Grandpa Gu tell you? Not long after you left, Grandpa Gu left, saying that he was going out to visit his old friend, traveling to the southern wilderness, but he has not come back for ten years."

"oh--"

Gu Feng said a long time, his expression was a little depressed. He really missed his grandfather after not seeing him for ten years.

Soon Gu Feng smiled again on his face. There was no news for ten years, and Gu Feng was not worried at all. He knew his grandfather's abilities clearly. The monster kings in the 100,000 mountains were more respectful to each other when they saw his grandfather.

Once, Gu Feng saw his grandfather slapped a fifth-level transformed monster to the ground with just one hand, but he bullied the small one and the big one, and the two sixth-level monsters came.

Grandpa even more simply, with a light wave of his hand, he fanned them for about a hundred feet. The monsters that were originally angry and rushing in a hurry suddenly fell.

"Ah Pang, let me introduce it to you, this is--"

"Hello, beautiful sister-in-law, cute little sister. My name is Hungba Aras, and I am Brother Feng's hardcore brother. You can call me A Pang and Xiao Pang, but don't call me Pangdun!"

Without waiting for Gu Feng to introduce him, the little fat man turned his eyes and looked at Yi Ruolongling with a smile. His mouth seemed to have smeared honey, which attracted Gu Feng's admiration.

"Hello, Xiaopang, I'm very happy to see you. Your tribe is so beautiful!"

When Yi Ruo heard Xiaopang call him "beautiful sister-in-law", a hint of blush appeared on his face, but without explanation, he immediately smiled at Xiaopang generously.

"What cute sister? Fatty, remember to call me sister in the future, do you know?" The little girl Long Ling was even more familiar. Looking at the chubby and fleshy appearance of the Hunpa, there was an inexplicable look in her eyes, which was like a child seeing fun toys.

"But you are not as old as me?"

The white one was shorter, and Xiaopang tiptoed and tried hard to make himself look taller, but he just reached Long Ling's eyebrows and suddenly lost confidence and muttered in a low voice.

Long Ling was so bored all the way. When she saw the fat man's chubby and funny look, she raised her head and patted her breasts that had begun to develop, and looked like she was holding her younger brother.

"Fatty, I will be with my elder sister in the future. When you are imprisoned by the ancestral hall, I will give you a lot of delicious food. How about it?"

"Sister Long Ling, from now on, I will be hang out with you. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to go west, I will never go east. I will never go east. Take a knife—"

"Go, you will betray you as soon as you say you eat. Is it okay to have some backbone?" Gu Feng cursed with a smile, and then asked, "By the way, Ah Pang, why haven't you seen other tribesmen? Where have they all gone? Is it okay in this ten-year tribe?"

"Auntie and Auntie have all gone to take care of the saint rice trees. It's time to come back tonight! Brother Feng, there are dozens of saint rice trees in our Aras tribe, and there is another one that has successfully evolved into a first-level saint rice tree not long ago!"

The little fat man said excitedly.

The saint rice tree, like the rice and wheat planted by humans, has a larger crown and can produce bunches of saint rice. The saint rice with high grade is the food that elves eat on weekdays. It can keep the elves holy, have infinite vitality, and live forever.

The Saint Rice Tree can also evolve and advance like a monster. However, the evolution of the Saint Rice Tree is more difficult than that of the monster and the conditions are more harsh. Even those larger elves may not be able to own several Saint Rice Trees with grades.

"By the way, Ah Pang, what's the mother tree of life in the ancestral hall?" Gu Feng asked.

"Do you have the mother tree of life?" Yi Ruo, who was beside him, exclaimed in unison.

Ignoring their fussy look, the Hungarians said with a frustration: "Brother Feng, he is still the same. It has been ten years since he has not even had a bud. Will he be dead?"

"Ah Pang, the mother tree of life is the sacred object of the elf goddess and will not die. Her branches have been left for a thousand years, but still have spirituality and vitality for ten thousand years."
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