Is it the return of the young clan leader of the Hanshan tribe?
Fengzhen and others looked at each other, stood up, and walked out of the stone house hall.
As soon as I went out, I saw a group of Jinwu tribesmen running towards a big man surrounded by a group of people from the Jinwu tribe at the foot of the mountain.
The big man carried a big bow on his back, and several young men behind him dragged a gray-yellow wild boar nearly ten feet long.
The wild boar only had a big hole on its forehead, and the blood on its body had not dispersed, and there was still rising blood in it.
"Is that your young clan leader? He is indeed a hero." Lu Changlin said with a smile on his face as he looked at the Golden Crows striding towards them.
Feng Zhen on the side looked attentively and shook his head slightly.
"Haha, that's Han Dingyi from my clan. This guy is good at bow and arrow." Han Chaohu laughed and stretched out his hand to wave.
As soon as Han Ding came back, he heard the tribesmen around him saying that someone was coming, and he rushed over.
He bowed his hands to everyone, and there was a congealed and undissipated energy and blood floating in his body.
"Hey, have you made a breakthrough in your cultivation?" Han Yunhe looked at Han Dingyi with joy on his face.
At this time, Han Dingyi's aura was obviously not at the fourth level of Yuanling, but at the fifth level.
However, because he had just broken through and his energy and blood were not yet stable, the Golden Crow's shadow was still a little weak.
However, everyone can see that this golden crow shadow is a green color that is only found on the fifth level of Yuanling.
Feng Zhen and Lu Changlin also saw it, but at this time their eyes fell on the big bow behind Han Dingyi.
This big bow puts a little pressure on them!
This is an extremely powerful weapon!
Jinwu Hanshan tribe actually has such a treasure?
A master who has broken through to the fifth level of Yuanling, is good at the art of bow and arrow, and then holds such a good bow.
Lu Changlin felt that no one in the family except him and his younger brother could block the arrow shot by this big bow.
Feng Zhen also narrowed his eyes slightly.
Han Yunhe broke through, and there was such a master of holding a bow. Although the Jinwu Hanshan tribe had fewer people, their combat power was much higher than expected.
Fortunately, there are few people in the Hanshan tribe.
Han Chaohu saw the expressions of the two men in his eyes, chuckled and stepped forward: "Dingyi, why didn't the young patriarch come back?"
This is also something Lu Changlin and Feng Zhen are concerned about.
Especially Lu Changlin, his heart moved at this moment.
The young clan leader of the Hanshan tribe has not returned. Could it be that his younger brother took action?
"As for the elders of the Hui clan, the young clan leader said that he is going to collect some herbs. Let us come back first." Han Dingyi said loudly.
During today's hunt, they accompanied the young patriarch, who did not take any action along the way.
There was pride on his face.
After they hunted several small animals, they encountered the mountain boar, which was about 10 feet tall.
This wild boar, who was obviously powerful and well-educated, did not block his arrow.
One arrow shot directly through the wild boar's head.
If it were in the past, it would be difficult to capture these wild boar even if the clan elders led a team to kill them.
With the help of the mental impact of killing the wild boar with one blow, and activating the power of the three divine patterns in the long bow to bless himself, Han Ding made a breakthrough in cultivation and entered the fifth level of Yuanling.
Hearing that Han Muye had not returned, Feng Zhen showed a trace of regret on his face.
He really came here just to meet Han Muye.
Lu Changlin breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Muye was not killed by his younger brother, and there was no need for him to fall out with Feng Zhen now.
As for the future, let’s talk about it later.
Just turning around and looking around, the Jinwu Hanshan tribe is not weak now.
I'm afraid it won't be easy to attack the young clan leader who wants to kill them, so it's best to wait until he's alone.
Perhaps, he should find his brother to join forces.
Han Muye did not return, and Feng Zhen and Lu Changlin did not stay long.
Han Chaohu and the others smiled and sent the two of them out of the station. While inviting them to wait for the succession ceremony of the Jinwu Hanshan tribe leader, he said that when the young patriarch returns, he will definitely report the visit of the two young patriarchs.
Fengzhen took a wooden box, which contained two pieces of spiritual minerals and an elixir with thousands of years of medicinal power, saying it was a gift from him.
Lu Changlin had no choice but to hand over a short knife stuck in his waist.
Han Chaohu took it with a smile on his face, and then watched the two of them leave.
Until the two figures walked away, the smile on his face faded and slowly turned into a cold look.
"Perhaps Chief Fengzhen really came to visit, so I'm afraid Lu Changlin didn't come to cause trouble for my Han Shan tribe." Han Yunhe, who was beside Han Chaohu, said in a deep voice.
"If you really want to give a gift, why don't you even prepare a gift?" Han Dingyi sneered as he reached out to hold the horns of the big bow he was carrying.
Several people looked at each other and laughed out loud.
But within three or two days, the young clan leader came out of seclusion and his bloodline awakened.
Han Yunhe's cultivation level reached another level, and Han Dingyi's cultivation level not only reached the fifth level of Yuanling, but also received a large bow as a reward from the young clan leader, which greatly improved his combat power.
In this way, the strength of the entire Jinwu Hanshan tribe suddenly increased many times.
The Lutang Black Panthers, who had never dared to face them in the past, no longer had any fear at this time.
"The young patriarch really went to look for the elixir?" Han Yunhe looked at Han Dingyi curiously.
Han Ding nodded, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance and said, "That's what the young patriarch said."
…
At this time, Han Muye was not really looking for the elixir, but was running forward following the guidance of a pale golden divine pattern in front of him.
He was extremely fast, and many wild beasts around him fled in fear.
After crossing the lake where he stopped and killed Lu Changshan last time, he didn't stop anymore and rushed directly into the forest ahead.
After running for dozens of miles, he stopped in front of a cliff.
"Roar--"
A violent tiger roar came, and a majestic black tiger jumped down from the cliff.
But when he saw Han Muye again, Black Tiger twisted his body and lay down on a bluestone not far away, staring at Han Muye with agility in his eyes.
"I told you I would come find you."
Han Muye chuckled, stepped onto the bluestone, and raised his hand to press Black Tiger's head.
Black Tiger was shocked and wanted to step back, but found that he could not move at all. He could only let Han Muye stroke the black and white hair on his head.
"Give me back that spear, I can still use it."
As Han Muye finished speaking, Black Tiger felt that his body could finally move.
After shaking his slightly confused head, Black Tiger turned around and led Han Muye up the cliff to a cave with a stone cliff tens of feet tall.
Walking into the cave, the vast atmosphere comes out.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What a beast, he knows how to find a place." Han Muye cursed in a low voice.
This is clearly a place where the original power is strong.
Practicing in such a place will be much faster.
After all, the wilderness is still the territory of mythical beasts. The best places are among the mountains and wilderness, in the hands of these powerful monsters.
All other races, unless they have true spiritual masters, are unable to fight against these powerful monsters.
After traveling for more than a mile, the black tiger stopped in a large stone chamber.
This is where its lair is.
This is also the place where the original power is strongest.
Han Muye looked around and guessed that this place must have such a strong origin because of the gathering of earth energy.
"Roar--"
Black Tiger took the war gun belonging to Lu Changshan in his mouth.
Han Muye reached out to catch it, looked at it, found a flat place to sit cross-legged, and put down the basket he was carrying.
Taking out a piece of fiery red brick-like spiritual mineral from the basket, golden flames rose in Han Muye's palm.
He came here this time to melt this war spear and refine a long sword for himself.
Although the Yuan Sheng Sword is also sharp and strong, it is a short sword and cannot display its strength.
Only a long sword can show his strongest strength.
With a long sword of good quality in hand, he has the confidence to fight against the strong men of any race under the True Spirit.
Black Tiger was startled by the flames in Han Muye's palm.
It watched in a daze as Han Muye melted the spear and the flaming iron, then fused them, and slowly began to remove impurities.
As if remembering something, the black tiger turned around and ran out of the cave.
Han Muye ignored it and kept folding the fused spiritual material, extracting 30% of it in the void, and slowly condensed it into a three-foot-long black sword.
Shape.
polish.
Seal carving divine patterns.
The four divine patterns are the limit of this long sword.
Whether it is the black gold raw iron used to make the war gun or the piece of flame iron he brought, they are not truly top-quality materials. They can only bear the four divine patterns.
"Buzz——"
The long sword is in hand, and the sword's edge vibrates. Power that seems to tear the void apart flashes from the sword's edge and extends to all directions.
With this sword in hand, Han Muye's strength will be doubled!
"I have the twin swords Zi Yan and Qing Ming, and now I have the short sword Yuan Sheng. Let's call this sword Black Abyss."
Black Abyss Sword.
The long sword vibrated slightly, as if in response.
Looking up, Han Muye saw the black tiger holding several black stones in its mouth and placing them in front of him.
"The raw ore of fire iron?"
Han Muye was stunned and raised his hand to hold a piece of raw ore weighing dozens of kilograms.
The raw flame iron ore that has not been smelted is so dark that its fiery red color after smelting is completely invisible.
"Any more?"
Han Muye raised his head and looked at Black Tiger.
Black Tiger roared a few times, but did not leave.
"Haha, you guys are still bargaining with me?" Han Muye laughed, weighed the raw ore in his hand and said, "You give me a hundred pieces of this raw ore, and I will give you the true spirit bone to practice for an hour."
Hei Hu's eyes lit up when he heard the words "True Spirit Bone".
It whined and whispered, seemingly not satisfied yet.
"One hour is the limit of what your body can bear. You won't be able to bear it any longer." Han Muye shook his head and shouted.
Black Tiger turned around and ran away.
When it came back, Han Muye had already smelted the pile of black rough stones.
What was a bit depressing was that Han Muye found that it was not worthwhile to use the Golden Crow Divine Flame to smelt the raw ore.
The original power consumed by the divine flames is much more precious than this fiery iron.
Black Tiger made several trips and brought back more than a hundred pieces of raw ore. Han Muye melted them all and condensed them into a two-foot-wide piece of fiery red spiritual material.
Throwing the true spirit bones to the eager Black Tiger, Han Muye's hands changed with flames and began to slowly smelt the spiritual materials.
Flame-fire iron is very resistant to fire, so it is suitable for refining alchemy cauldrons.
It's just that it's impossible to carve the divine pattern that can possess the power of space. The refined alchemy cauldron is more than three feet tall and is golden and red.
The blessing of three divine patterns makes the alchemy cauldron look extraordinary.
"Buzz——"
Han Muye opened the alchemy cauldron and put the healing medicine in his hand into it.
If he doesn't have the right elixir to make an elixir, he can purify this medicine.
It only took half a quarter of an hour to purify an ordinary wound medicine.
When the alchemy cauldron was opened, a faint scent of medicine made the black tiger not far away raise his head.
A moon-white elixir with faint golden lines fell into Han Muye's hand.
At this time, the elixir Hunyuan's whole body was flashing with light, and it was different from the previous black pill.
The healing effect of this elixir has been increased by at least three times.
After putting away the elixir and patting the alchemy cauldron, Han Muye turned around and raised his hand to take back the true spirit bone in front of Black Tiger.
Black Tiger shook off the black and white fur on his body, and a faint energy of blood surged.
This moment is also of great benefit to it.
"Help me keep an eye on the alchemy cauldron."
"From now on, you go look for those raw mines. The old rule is that a hundred yuan will allow you to comprehend the true spiritual bones for an hour."
Knowing that the black tiger understood his words, Han Muye spoke loudly.
Black Tiger was reluctant to let go of having his true spirit bones taken back, but he only whimpered a few times and agreed.
So what if you don’t agree?
The golden crow divine flame that Han Muye showed when he was refining the sword and the alchemy cauldron just now made him shudder.
Seeing Heihu's promise, Han Muye carried the basket with satisfaction, turned around and said, "If there is a precious elixir, I want it too."
After saying that, he lifted the Black Abyss Sword and strode out of the cave.
Dan Ding stayed here because he didn't want his clan members to be suspicious.
The cultivation method and the sword are easy to explain. But when you bring such a big alchemy cauldron back home, where did it come from and how do you explain it?
Although the people of the Hanshan tribe are simple, they are not fools.
To integrate into the Jinwu tribe, you must remember your current identity.
The young chief of the Hanshan tribe of the Jinwu tribe.
It will be much faster to return to Hanshan.
He used the Black Abyss Sword to fly and escape, but a stick of incense fell under the mountains of Han Mountain.
This is because Han Muye did not use the power of Yuanling.
If he uses all his strength to activate the flying sword, he can cross a thousand miles in a hundred breaths.
This is a vast wilderness, and every inch of heaven and earth is extremely stable. To break through the obstacles of the power of heaven and earth, fly away, and still be able to fly thousands of miles, this is a method that only a true spiritual powerhouse can have.
Han Chaohu and others were relieved when Han Muye returned.
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"Feng Zhen, the leader of the Black Dragon Clan, and Lu Changlin, the leader of the Lutang Black Panther Clan?" Han Muye's expression changed when he heard Han Chaohu and the others reported that these two people had been here.
Feng Zhen may have really come here to visit him, but as for the Black Panther clan, most likely they have no good intentions.
"This is a gift from Chief Fengzhen."
"This is the short knife that Lu Changlin took out."
Han Yunhe showed the received gifts to Han Muye for review.
Everything was considered good to Han Shan's tribe, but Han Muye didn't like it and waved it off to Han Yunhe and others to arrange it themselves.
After everyone left, Han Muye sat cross-legged and began to practice. While deriving the Heaven-Suppressing Technique passed down by the clan leader to stabilize his eighth-level Yuanling cultivation, he also deduced several techniques in the clan.
Marksmanship, archery skills, and the clan's Haotian Hengxing Jin.
These techniques are practiced by most of the clan members. What Han Muye needs to do now is to optimize them and improve the effectiveness of their practice.
No matter how much you practice according to the previous practice methods, you will no longer be able to activate enough original power, and naturally you will not be able to awaken the power of your bloodline.
Only after optimization, the practice method that fits the power of heaven and earth at this time can awaken the blood power of the tribe.
Moreover, these tribesmen are already accustomed to practicing these exercises, and they can accept them more quickly with slight modifications.
In the next few days, Han Muye passed on the modified exercises and the Sky-Breaking Fist to his clan members, and then gathered various elixirs to prepare elixirs.
Han Ding's breakthrough in cultivation and his new longbow meant that Han Muye was no longer needed for hunting.
The clan has eaten a lot more these days, and the children are running around cheering every day.
Before I knew it, half a month passed.
"Chief Han, this is the elixir that my elders asked us to send." A group of white-tailed fox tribe members came to the Hanshan tribe and sent a lot of elixirs.
These are what Han Muye said before and asked Hu Qiang to collect them.
"The elder said that the materials in exchange for these elixirs can wait until he comes to the Hanshan tribe to participate in the clan leader's succession ceremony."
The middle-aged man in a leather robe raised his hands and said.
It was obvious that Hu Qiang knew about Han Shanbu's family background.
Han Chaohu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
There is no way, Han Shanbu is really poor now.
The elixirs that the young clan leader wants are very valuable, and the clan cannot offer anything valuable in exchange.
"How can that be done?" Han Muye shook his head, raised his hand and took out a jade-white elixir.
"The quality of this healing medicine is pure, enough to be exchanged for these elixirs."
Ordinarily, this pill cannot be exchanged for these elixirs, but the potency of this pill is so pure that not everyone can use it.
As a result, the price is not calculated based on its original value.
After receiving the elixir, the middle-aged white-tailed fox tribe felt it, and a strange color appeared on his face.
His family was doing business everywhere, and he knew the value of this elixir.
According to market rumors, a healing elixir of this magnitude could be exchanged for more than two copies of the elixir brought today.
"Young patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely deliver this elixir to Elder Hu Qiang."
The big man spoke solemnly.
In his opinion, this was a sign of goodwill from the young leader of the Hanshan tribe.
Han Chaohu and the others didn't know how Han Muye had such a pill in his hand, but they saw him take out one last time. It must be a legacy of the previous clan leader?
I just don’t know what the young patriarch does with these elixirs.
After everyone from the White-tailed Fox Clan left, Han Muye turned to look at Han Chaohu and others behind him.
"I found the place where a senior passed away deep in the forest. There was a mysterious black tiger guarding him."
"There is an alchemy cauldron there for refining alchemy, and there are some inheritances."
During these ten days together, Han Muye showed many things that were different from ordinary people, and now he blamed them all on the black tiger.
He also deliberately made some arrangements for the cave where the black tiger was.
When he took Han Chaohu and others to the mountains and forests, entered the cave, and found the alchemy cauldron he had refined, as well as the raw ore collected by Black Tiger, plus some scattered divine patterns, he was immediately convinced.
It seems that the young patriarch of the family is not only profound in cultivation and extraordinary in talent, but also has great luck.
According to what the young clan leader said, once he masters the method of alchemy, the clan's cultivation speed will be ten times faster in the future.
Han Chaohu and the others quietly retreated from the mountains and forests.
From now on, these hunting tribesmen have another task, which is to bring the raw minerals collected by Black Tiger back to their tribe.
It's just that smelting raw ore is not cost-effective at all, so Han Muye plans to save more raw ore and send it to the Qingdeer tribe three thousand miles away for smelting.
There is an underground fire in the Green Deer tribe's residence, which is suitable for smelting. There are also two refiners in the tribe. Although the things they refine are rough, they can still be refined.
"Buzz——"
The alchemy cauldron vibrated, and three jade-like elixirs flew out from it.
As soon as the elixir comes out, the fragrance is overflowing.
Han Muye raised his hand to pick up the elixir, and with a flick of his fingertips, he flicked one of the pills in front of Black Tiger, who was watching eagerly.
Black Tiger caught it and swallowed it in his mouth.
After swallowing the elixir, the energy and blood in his body began to oscillate, and his body, which was originally more than one foot long, slowly expanded and did not stop until he was two feet away.
There is a lot more power between opening and closing the eyes.
A faint blue illusory tiger shadow emerged.
Unknowingly, this black tiger has reached the seventh level of Yuanling.
With this level of cultivation, coupled with its own bloodline power, almost no ethnic group within a radius of tens of thousands of miles can defeat it.
There are few opponents in this mountain forest.
The black tiger roared loudly, extremely happy.
"Don't rush to shout, my pill is not that easy to get."
Han Muye shouted, interrupting the black tiger's roar.
Black Tiger whimpered softly and looked at Han Muye, with a clever look of flattery on his head and face.
"I'm going to visit the Green Deer tribe in two days, and I need you to help me pull the cart."
Han Muye said.
Pulling a cart?
Pull the cart!
A majestic seventh-level Yuanling monster, pulling a cart?
Black Tiger's eyes widened, a fierce look on his face.
It was only this fierce look that appeared. When Han Muye glared, it shrank again and had no choice but to nod.
Han Muye put away all the refined elixirs, then picked up a basket containing several elixirs, carried the Black Abyss Sword, and adjusted the dagger Yuansheng inserted at his waist before striding out of the cave.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Walking through the mountains and forests, he used his sword to escape. When he arrived outside the Hanshan Department, his mind moved and he quietly dropped the flying sword to escape.
Just thirty miles away from Hanshan, more than a dozen figures moved forward quietly.
"Human race?"
Those figures are clearly human beings.
There was a cold look in Han Muye's eyes.
Now he is not from the human race, but from the Golden Crow race.
The Wanhua Immortal Dynasty of the human race has always surrounded and killed the Golden Crow tribe.
These human races must have come to surround and kill the Han Shan tribe.
It’s just that since Han Qi, the previous clan leader, desperately killed the humans who surrounded the Golden Crow clan, Hanshan tribe has not seen humans here for a hundred years. Why are there people coming now?
Is it because the news that he has inherited the clan head has spread, or is it for other reasons?
The energy and blood in Han Muye's body slowly surged. He took a deep breath, moved his body, and walked forward quietly.
"That's where the Hanshan Department is."
In front of a mountain, a middle-aged man in black robe pointed forward.
Beside him were fifteen human beings of different shapes.
These people have strong Qi and blood, as well as a touch of heavenly power and original power.
The blessing of heaven is a unique sign of the Qi refiners of the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
They all come from the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty.
"The Jinwu Hanshan tribe is suspected of awakening the power of its bloodline. On the order of the captain, the root of the problem must be eradicated."
At first, a big man with a long knife on his back had murderous intent in his eyes and shouted.
The others nodded, slowly dispersed, and walked towards Han Shan.
After just a few steps, everyone froze.
In front, a slender young man wearing gray linen clothes stood there.
On the young man's forehead, there were pale golden golden crow divine patterns emerging.
Golden Crow Clan!
"Who are you?"
The big man at first slowly grasped the handle of the long knife behind his back and shouted in a low voice.
He quietly winked at the humans around him.
"Aren't you here to look for me?" Han Muye smiled, gently put down the basket he was carrying, and then raised his hand.
The long sword Heiyuan behind his back was unsheathed, and his other hand was placed on the hilt of the short sword Yuansheng at his waist.
"boom--"
The big human man in front of him had already unsheathed his sword and flew up.