After Yanluo let out another long and silent roar, the fluctuations of soul fire in his eyes slowly stopped and stabilized.
It looked around for a few times, then lay down quietly.
The next moment, the red substances in the surrounding underworld water gathered together and merged into every part of its body, as if attracted by some kind of attraction.
The speed at which Yanluo absorbs energy from the underworld is significantly faster than before.
Time passed little by little, and after a few days, the blood color in the dark water pool had greatly reduced. There was a splash on the water surface, and a white figure jumped out from it, causing a large splash of water.
The figure paused in mid-air for a moment, and then landed on the shore very lightly. It was Yanluo.
At this moment, the soul fire in its eyes exuded a faint blue light, its body shape was smoother than before, and its whole body bones exuded a burst of crystal color, especially its right arm and skull, which became more and more crystal clear, like pure white jade.
The bone armor on Yan Luo's body was no longer in tatters, forming a complete set of armor, with a faint white fluorescence on the surface.
In addition, the white bone knife in its hand has also disappeared, replaced by a bone-white spear with a sharp tip that emits bursts of cold light.
The aura that Yan Luo was exuding at this moment was several times greater than before.
Around the Mingshui Pond, nearly a hundred skeletons who were aimlessly wandering around turned their heads and looked at Yanluo on the shore. They turned around and knelt down to him.
Yanluo looked at the skeletons prostrating themselves on the ground in front of him, his eyes flashing with soul fire, and then he opened his mouth and sent out an invisible wave of soul.
The skeletons on the ground heard the sound and stood up one after another.
Yanluo turned around and looked in one direction, paused briefly, and then walked towards that direction.
Upon seeing this, the skeleton army behind them all stepped forward to follow.
A group of skeletons, led by Yan Luo, kept moving forward.
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In a certain stone room in the Qingya tribe palace.
Shi Mu was sitting at the table, thinking about something with a deep expression on his face.
After a while, he suddenly stood up and hurriedly left the stone room.
After a cup of tea.
Shi Mu returned to the stone room again, holding a large roll of sheepskin in his hand.
This dusty sheepskin is a rough map of the barbarian wilderness, which he borrowed from Min Tu.
Shi Mu kept walking and walked directly into the living room. He glanced around and found a relatively open place. He walked over in three steps and then carefully spread the map on the ground.
The entire map is about ten feet in size and is sewn and stitched together from several pieces of sheepskin.
Most of the map is drawn with black lines, and a few places are marked with blue, yellow, and red lines.
Blue lines represent rivers, yellow represent mountains, and red lines represent dangerous areas.
Shi Mu's eyes quickly stopped at the location of the Holy Mountain on the map, and then looked at the location of the four ferocious barbarians. A large black line almost completely blocked the road from the Holy Mountain to the human race.
He frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the positions of the four Pingman tribesmen.
After an unknown amount of time, Shi Mu's brows finally relaxed, and a new route appeared in his mind.
This route is much further than the route into the wasteland, but most of the area is within the sphere of influence of the four Pingman tribes, so it is much safer.
Shi Mu closed his eyes and recalled the new route again. After thinking about it, he put the map away and walked out again holding the map.
A quarter of an hour later, in a side hall of the Qingya Palace.
Priest Yanya sat on the main seat with a smile on his face, while Shi Mu sat respectfully on the chair below.
"I didn't expect Warrior Shi Mu to have such a high understanding of the secret art of my barbarian totem. He was able to understand it thoroughly in such a short period of time and lift the curse in one fell swoop. He is truly a genius!" Priest Yanya praised with a smile.
"Lord Yanya, you are overly praised. It was only under the guidance of the high priest that I managed to lift the curse by a trick. Speaking of which, I have to thank Priest Yanya for his help." Shi Mu smiled bitterly and looked at Yanya.
The priest bowed his hands and thanked him.
"You don't have to be polite, Shi Mu warrior. I am entrusted by others and it is a matter of loyalty. Are you preparing to leave the Holy Land this time?" The Yanya priest waved his hand and asked in a different direction.
"Yes, I came here this time not only to say thank you, but also to bid farewell to Lord Yanya." Shi Mu nodded.
"Warrior Shi Mu, based on my understanding of Priest Yihe of the Serpent Tribe, I'm afraid..." Priest Yanya pondered for a moment before he hesitated to speak.
"Thank you, Master Yanya, for reminding me. I have such concerns, so I will be more careful." Shi Mu's eyes flashed and he nodded.
However, he didn't say much about his planned route.
"Okay, in that case, I won't say anything more. This is the pass token of my Qingya Department. If you pass through the sphere of influence of our four Pingman tribes on your way back, this token will allow you to pass unimpeded."
After thinking for a while, Yanya Priest took out a cyan bone token from his arms and handed it to Shi Mudao.
"Then thank you Lord Yanya!"
Shi Mu looked happy, stood up quickly, put one hand on his chest, and saluted with barbarian etiquette, then took the cyan bone token and put it in his arms.
In the following time, the two chatted casually again, and Shi Mu said goodbye and left.
After leaving the side hall, he did not return directly to his residence, but walked directly to the gate of the palace.
As he was about to leave the barbarian wasteland, he planned to go to the market near the Holy Land to buy some more blank animal skin talismans. After all, the talismans made from animal skin talismans were much better than ordinary talismans.
An hour later.
Shi Mu reappeared on the mountain path leading to Qingya Palace, carrying a cowhide package behind him.
Suddenly, a steady sound of horse hooves came from not far behind.
Shi Mu's ears twitched, his body moved a little closer to the roadside, and he continued to move forward without paying attention.
Soon, a team of more than a dozen Wujiao cavalry passed by him. Just as the team was about to pass, a barbarian leader walking in the front suddenly made a gesture, and in the blink of an eye, the entire team stopped.
Come down.
The barbarian leader circled back and came to Shi Mu in a few steps. Then he jumped off the horse. He looked him up and down and asked:
"Uger, the commander of Xiawujiao Tribe, may I ask if you are the human messenger Shi Mu Warrior?"
"I am Shi Mu. I wonder what the Lord is doing?" Shi Mu looked at the barbarian man in front of him and asked with some confusion.
The opponent was a rough man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and a wide mouth, carrying a bloody ax behind his back. Judging from the aura emanating from his body, he seemed to have reached the early stage of innateness.
"Haha...I was originally preparing to lead the team back to the tribe. Priest Yanya sent someone a message, asking me to escort the Shimu Warriors along the way. This can be regarded as a simple task. So I was just preparing to go to Qingya Palace to find you, but I didn't expect it.
We met on the road." Ugel laughed heartily and then revealed the reason.
"In that case, thank you very much, Mr. Dutong. I'll go back and clean up now." Shi Mu felt happy when he heard this.
In his planned route, he had to pass through Wujiaobu, so it would be great to have the other party's army escort him.
"Okay, then I'll go ahead and we'll meet at the foot of the mountain in half an hour." Ugel said cheerfully.
"It's a deal." Shi Mu smiled.
Wugel didn't say much, and immediately got on his horse, turned around, and headed down the mountain. The cavalry quickly followed, and soon disappeared at the end of the mountain road.
Shi Mu looked at the direction where Elder Wugel disappeared, his eyes flickered, and then he quickly walked towards the Qingya Palace.
When Shi Mu walked out of Qingya Hall, there was already a bulging cowhide luggage bag behind him, and part of the python skins of the three vicious pythons he had hunted before were inside.
After riding on the Sibuxiang brought by the servant, he walked all the way down the mountain.
Half an hour later, not far from the military camp at the foot of Baima Mountain, Shi Mu saw Ugel and his party resting under their horses.
Only then did he notice that the entire cavalry team was composed of totem warriors. In addition to Wugel, who was in the early stage of the innate stage, there were three totem warriors behind him who were not weak in cultivation. One of them was a late-stage Dzogchen warrior and two were acquired.
What it looks like later.
"Warrior Shi Mu, it's getting late, let's get on the road as soon as possible. There is a section of the road ahead that passes through the territory of the Red Tide Scorpion. We must go there before dark, otherwise, I'm afraid we will be delayed for a day." Ugel looked at it.
After taking a look at the strange appearance under Shi Mu's seat, he urged.
"Okay, let's go." Shi Mu nodded.
He vaguely remembered that on the map, between the Holy Mountain and Wujiaobu, he had to pass through Naluobu and Qingyabu in sequence. On the road to Naluobu, there was indeed a dangerous area marked with a red line, which must be the red tide.
Scorpion's sphere of influence is over.
Wugel laughed, immediately got on his horse, and galloped away into the distance. Shi Mu and a group of barbarian cavalry also quickly followed behind.
Five days later, late at night, in a wilderness.
Lying in the cowhide tent, Shi Mu stared blankly at the roof of the tent with a thoughtful look in his eyes, making it difficult to fall asleep.
In the past five days, Ugel and his party had been extremely enthusiastic towards him.
Every night when camping, there is no shortage of wine and barbecue. Wu Geer will give Shi Mu a detailed introduction to the origins of the wild places of interest and the historical rumors of each tribe he passes, and answers all questions, which is an eye-opener for him.
However, the speed of the entire cavalry team was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and they often deviated from the established route on the map.
Shi Mu asked Ugel several times, and he would always give various excuses. Either there was an outbreak of poisonous insects, or a certain water source was in the dry season, and there would be a risk of water shortage if the route was not changed.
In short, there are endless reasons why Shi Mu can't tell the difference.
Shi Mu had studied the map of this wasteland, and after thinking about it carefully today, he vaguely felt that Ugel was taking a detour for various reasons, giving him the feeling of deliberately delaying time.
Thinking of this, he no longer felt sleepy at all. He quietly opened the tent and took a look into the distance.
Separated by several tents, Ugel's tent was still brightly lit, and there were vaguely four figures drinking and chatting together.
Speaking of which, Shi Mu's tent was surrounded by the tents of the other Wujiao tribe members. Wugel said that this was to protect himself, a human friend.
Barbarians are fond of drinking by nature, and Ugel and his three capable men are no exception. The four of them would drink a lot every night.
As Shi Mu thought, the black light of the totem on his chest flashed, and countless cold currents poured into the meridians of his body from the totem. Severe pain like tearing was instantly felt everywhere outside his body, and a layer of black scales appeared strangely everywhere on his body.