"I've seen Elder Lu." After seeing the visitor clearly, Mo Hua was a little unhappy, but he still respectfully clasped his fists and saluted. Moen struggled to do it and bowed to the visitor.

In the stone bull tribe with less than 10,000 people, the class division is very clear. At the lowest level, it is a traitor like Moen and Mo Bing who have no elders to support, no fixed property, and need to rely on their own efforts and tribe support to survive. On the upper level, it is an ordinary herder who owns his own tents, cattle and sheep, who are the main body of the tribe. Upward, it is people with certain special skills, such as blacksmiths, carpenters, doctors, or warriors over the level 6. The hunting brigade led by Mo Hua belongs to this class.

However, these three classes that occupy almost all the tribe's population are not all the tribes. There is also a few more class above these three classes that really hold tribal rights. The members of this right class can come from any of the three classes, but they have one common feature, which is that they have broken through the acquired restrictions and entered the innate realm. That is to say, in the Shiniu tribe and even the tribes in the Wasteland Grassland, as long as you break through the innate boundaries, you can become a member of the ruling class. Although Mo Hua was so amazing that he reached the height of a level nine warrior at the age of sixteen, as long as he has not yet broken through the innate, he is still not qualified to enter the high-level of the Shiniu tribe.

In the innate realm, there are also differences in height. This status mainly comes from personal strength and cultivation. Therefore, compared with other tribal elders, Mo Huai, who has entered the seventh level of innate level, is Qi Yunxiao, a monk from the outer sect of the Qianniu Temple. Lu Qianming, who has innate cultivation and pharmacist skills, is undoubtedly the three most influential giants in the Shiniu tribe. Faced with the other innate elders, Mo Hua can also compete with his chief's son and young genius, but facing Lu Qianming, who is almost comparable to his father, Mo Hua can only choose to obey.

"You want Moen to leave my subordinates and ask me in advance? When will you, the captain of the hunting brigade, be in charge of my affairs?" Looking at the respectful Mo Hua, Lu Qianming stroked his gray beard and said lightly. As a pharmacist who is extremely scarce in the grassland tribe, Lu Qianming has a very special status. In order to win over Lu Qianming, Mo Hua even specially sent his daughter Mingzhu to Lu Qianming's disciple, so when he scolded Mo Hua, Lu Qianming would not have any scruples.

"The elder is joking, how dare I control the elder's affairs? I just saw that Moen saved Mingzhu and was able to kill a mutant wild wolf that was not as good as a level seven warrior. He just wanted to invite him to join the hunting brigade." Mo Hua's face was gloomy, and he immediately changed into a respectful look and said calmly.

"Oh, so you have a good intention. So Moen, what do you mean? No one forces you to study, do you want to stay with me to study, or join the hunting brigade?" Lu Qianming did not pursue Mo Hua's far-fetched explanation, but turned his eyes to Moen, waiting for Moen's reply.

Lu Qianming actually attaches great importance to Moen, a very talented apprentice, and even pays more attention than Mingzhu. After all, Mingzhu is just a special identity, and accepting Mingzhu is just to give Mo a face. But Moen's talent in herbal medicine has the idea of ​​letting Lu Qianming pass on his robe.

However, just being talented in herbs is not enough to make Lu Qianming decide to accept Moen as his disciple. After all, in this not peaceful and even a bit cruel world, only special skills cannot truly gain a foothold. Even Lu Qianming himself, if he only knows how to refine medicine and does not have enough combat power to support, he will not be able to have his current status. Therefore, to truly accept a disciple, not only should he carefully examine his character, but his qualifications and potential in cultivation are also important factors. Therefore, although Lu Qianming has given Moen a lot of guidance over the past year, he did not accept Moen as his disciple, but just observed silently.

During this year, Moen's progress in herbal medicine surprised Lu Qianming, and his character and diligence were also trusted by Lu Qianming. However, due to his background, Moen's self-confidence has always been insufficient and he is a little cowardly. Lu Qianming is a little disliked. In addition, Moen has always been mediocre in his practice, and Lu Qianming even has the idea of ​​giving up.

However, this time when Moen was able to explode at the critical moment of life and death, Lu Qianming's attitude changed dramatically. No matter how you usually show enough courage and strength at the critical moment of life and death, you are a truly potential person. Although Moen has not passed the qualifications for cultivation, Lu Qianming has regarded him as a candidate for his disciples. Therefore, he came to support Moen after receiving the news that Moen was awake.

Of course, although Lu Qianming changed some of his thoughts, he would not support Moen with all his might. How Moen chose this time was also a test for Moen. If Moen could withstand the pressure and choose to continue to follow him, then he would pass the test. Lu Qianming would give Moen a chance to learn further. If Moen gave up learning herbal medicine for other reasons, Lu Qianming would also give up Moen. A disciple who could not tell the difference, even if time was too short, Lu Qianming would not look down on him.

"Captain Mo, I am only a second-level warrior now and I am far from qualified to enter the hunting brigade, so thank you for your kindness. I hope to continue to stay under Elder Lu. However, Moen promised that I will never take the initiative to get close to the eldest lady before becoming a real medicine master. If I break my promise, I will be exiled by the tribe!" After a moment of silence, Moen said firmly.

After saying that, Moen struggled to get out of bed and bowed deeply to Lu Qianming. Mo Hua's words gave Moen a great stimulation. Many questions that he had not been willing to think about before, or even dared not think about were directly placed in front of Moen. After twelve years of reading and reading, Moen also had a great understanding of the reality of this world. After abandoning unrealistic fantasies, Moen finally made his own choice.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news that you will advance to the pharmacist as soon as possible." After looking at Mo En with a gloomy expression, Mo Hua bowed slightly to Lu Qianming and turned to leave the tent. This time Mo Hua came here mainly because he was worried that Mo En would approach Mingzhu with the excuse of saving his life. Now that Mo En has expressed his opinion that he will not provoke Mingzhu, Mo Hua will naturally not confront Lu Qianming again.

"Thank you, elder!" After Mo Hua left, Mo En bowed to Lu Qianming again, and said with some grief. During this year, Lu Qianming was basically Mo En's master. Now he is supporting himself at such a critical moment, Mo En is naturally grateful. However, when he thought of his desire to sever his ties with Mingzhu, Mo En couldn't help but feel heartache.

"Is it just for a little girl? It seems that I came here a little extra today!" Seeing Moen's expression, Lu Qianming shook his head and sighed, "Why did you choose to stay? In order to become a pharmacist, and then pursue that little girl?"

"I...I just don't want to be looked down upon like this." After his expression changed for a while, Moen said firmly. Before Mo Hua appeared, Moen did have some rosy fantasies in his heart, but Mo Hua's performance made Moen completely recognize the reality. And by this time, Mingzhu still did not appear, which also explained many problems. After calming down, Moen's thoughts had changed a little.

"At your age, you can't be wrong with having such an idea, but the situation is too small and too shallow. Is your efforts just to avoid being looked down upon by others? Do you think you can get real power with your mentality?" Looking at the firm light in Moen's eyes, Lu Qianming nodded slightly, but said lightly.

"I..." Moen was stunned when he heard this and was stunned. From childhood to adulthood, Moen only knew that he had to work hard, and if he didn't work hard, he would go hungry. Now Moen has a good at herbal medicine. The benefits obtained from collecting herbs and prescriptions can easily get food and clothing. At this time, the question of why he worked hard appeared in front of Moen again.

"Think about this question carefully. Once you have the answer, come to me again." Looking at Moen's confused look, Lu Qianming shook his head slightly and turned away from the tent. "This world is very big, don't just focus your eyes on it. The real power is not what you see in front of you."

"Real power?" Looking at Elder Lu's figure leaving, Moen fell into deep thought. From the beginning of encountering the wild wolf, Moen encountered a series of things that he had not experienced in twelve years. While gaining a lot, Moen also fell into a confusion. Now that he heard Elder Lu's tip, Moen began to carefully think about the path he would take in the future.

If I asked Moen a year ago, the answer I got would definitely be to become a innate master and an elder of the tribe. Even if I get higher, I would become a pharmacist like Elder Lu and be respected by the tribe.

However, after being taught by Elder Lu for a year and experiencing many recent things, Moen's initial thoughts have changed. This change is not because Moen has lost his ambition, but because from Elder Lu Qianming, Moen learned the outside world and knew more things that he had previously unimagined. Once he thought about it carefully, these confidences that had been received intermittently within a year were sorted out.

According to Elder Lu, the world is roughly divided into twelve major states, and the place where the Shiniu tribe survives is only a small corner in the western part of the northern desert state. The Shiniu tribe is only a small tribe under the Qianniu Temple among the seven major temples of the desert state. Even Huangyun City, which was previously considered by Moen, was just a medium-sized city under the jurisdiction of the Qianniu Temple. Not to mention that it is the largest city in the world, even compared with the secular core Giant City under the jurisdiction of the Qianniu Temple, it is not worth mentioning at all.

In terms of strength, there are many levels. Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul basically represent the general level of power. Among these four major levels, the tribal innate elders worshipped by Moen before were only the lowest level of Qi training.

According to the different cultivation conditions, the human race's power system is roughly divided into two categories. One is a warrior, also known as a body refiner. The other is called a cultivator or an immortal cultivator. The body refiner is good at tempering the body and is easy to get started. After practicing, he can exert powerful power that ordinary people cannot imagine. It is the most important combat power of the human race. In each tribe in the grassland, there will be innate warriors to take charge and fight against various dangers. It can be said that the large number of innate warriors are the guarantee for the rapid reproduction of people in the grassland.

Unlike body refiners, cultivators can not only cultivate their body because they have spiritual roots in their bodies, but also use the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to cultivate various mysterious powers. Compared with body refiners, cultivators have diverse methods and great power. After entering the advanced level, they can also obtain a longer life span. According to legend, there are also monks who can cultivate to the immortal realm of immortality. Therefore, the power of cultivators is the core of the human race and has a status far exceeding that of warriors. However, because the number of human races with spiritual roots is very small, and their progress is relatively difficult, so there are not many high-level cultivators and their performance is quite mysterious.

When I first heard Elder Lu talk about these things, Moen also had a yearning in his heart. After all, no child did not want to become a great hero and master the power beyond mortals. However, because of his humble background and low qualifications in martial arts practice, Moen did not have much confidence in himself, and this dream was suppressed in his heart. Later, because he became an apprentice of the pharmacist, Moen's life became relatively abundant and stable, and he did not make great progress in martial arts practice, so Moen let go of those dreams. Until today, these dusty dreams returned again.

"I also want to become a superior, a body refiner, a monk. Why can't others do it? I can't do it! One day, I will be above all you!" Moen raised his head and gritted his teeth and said to himself. While speaking, Moen punched the small wooden coffee table in front of him. The coffee table made of pine wood broke in response to the sound, and a severe pain came from Moen's right hand.

"How is this possible?" Holding a red and swollen fist, Moen looked at the coffee table that had just been smashed by himself incredible. Most of the furniture in the tribe is made of cold pine wood from the north. Although it is bulky, it is extremely solid and durable. Even if the level six warrior takes all his strength, he may not be able to break it so simply, let alone Moen, a level two warrior.

"Is this the root cause of the basic skills of the shaman just now? Isn't the dream I had before, not an illusion?" Feeling the various nouns and information that suddenly appeared in my mind, Moon hugged his fist and was stunned there.
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