"Our 100,000 mountains, besides the holy land of the 'Barcist Ancestral Court', belong to the three tribes of Beichen, Wangyue and Xu Sun are the most powerful..."

A month later, the Feiman tribe rode a tall camel elephant through the forest.

Man Lei took this opportunity to popularize knowledge to the young people.

"The Beichen tribe we are going to this time is the most powerful tribe in a radius of thousands of miles, and the masters of the Yuandan realm and the Divine Realm!"

"Yuan Dan? Deification?"

Fang Yuan took the opportunity to ask his own question: "What is that state?"

"Our barbarians, awakening totem, is the awakening realm, and then the plundering realm. When the plunder is perfect, the totem will change into a Dharma image, possessing various magical powers!"

"After the Dharma image, it is the Yuandan realm, and I know very little about it. It seems that when I reach this state, a 'Yuan' will condense into my body, which is infinitely mysterious and can prolong my life! Then it is the Divine Realm! Of course, most of the ancestors in this state have entered the ancestral courtyard!"

Man Lei explained.

"Awakening, plundering, Dharma appearance, Yuan Dan, deification?"

Fang Yuan nodded, probably knowing the path of his practice.

"What's the Beichen Ceremony this time?"

Man Yue asked.

After she advanced, her figure grew a little bit more charming, making the boy next to her look a little confused.

"The Beichen Ceremony is held every three years, and is a sacred scripture that gathers all tribes in the neighboring world! At that time, there will be adults from the ancestral court watching. You will go on stage to compete, perform well, and win glory for the tribe. Those at the top will be rewarded!"

Mangu's slightly hoarse voice came: "If you can be selected by the special envoy and go to the ancestral courtyard to practice, that will be even more supreme glory!"

‘In fact, it is the triennial selection of young geniuses, and the nature of the market!’

Fang Yuan nodded in his heart and understood completely: ‘There is no doubt that the ancestral court is the core of all the barbarians, and the treatment must be much better than that in the small tribe. Moreover, the high priest seemed to be happy to see it, so I would show it slightly and strive to get into it.’

At this time, he no longer had the golden finger in the attribute bar, and wanted to be promoted quickly, resources, martial arts, famous masters, etc.

And that barbarian ancestral courtyard obviously had the best conditions!

This is the only point that is worth Fang Yuan’s fight for!

‘If you want to be low-key and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, the premise is that you have capital. At this time, my capital is only one place of inheritance. What is still unknown, and you cannot bet on the same place!’

Fang Yuan made a decision in an instant.

"The ancestors, and the Beichen tribe...whether Pengze's great demon?"

Man Ming asked with lingering fear.

"Pengze's great demon..."

Man Lei's face suddenly looked ugly: "Of course it is far from comparable to our ancestral court. It's just that the Pengze monster is cunning and cunning. He is a big monster in the Yuandan realm. When he meets someone stronger than it, he will immediately escape into the big zodiac. It is difficult to kill him, so he will cause trouble!"

‘The big monster in Yuandan realm? It’s obvious that it can destroy the Feiman tribe dozens of times… Even if the powerful Divine Realm in the Beichen tribe takes action, they may not be able to take down the opponent…’

Fang Yuan roughly understood.

At this time, he sat cross-legged on the camel elephant, with the surrounding bushes under his feet, and he couldn't help but feel relaxed and began to understand the sword technique.

"In fact, sword techniques and sword techniques are inherently similar. I have learned the Creation Sword Formation in the past few lives and mastered the weapons of the ten directions of gods and demons. I can master any weapon once I get started... Of course, the universe is different and the rules are different! I could only explore it myself before, but with the secret of the cloak sword technique, I have guidance and can make rapid progress. Half of the secrets given to me by Man Lei before is the best cover for the dark energy!"

Before, when seeing Fang Yuan, a swordsman genius, Man Lei was happy to see the hunt, so he naturally gave him all the "chaotic cloak and broken score" in his hand.

He didn't know that he, a student, not only had he learned the complete cloak sword technique early, but he was also promoted to the level of the ninth level of dark power!

At this time, we are studying how to simplify the complexity and integrate the nine levels of dark power into one, and double the power!

"At this time, I will fuse the nine-level dark power into the second level at most, and the power will double! "

I don’t know how long it has passed, Fang Yuan’s whole body was shocked and he opened his eyes: “The next step is to combine two and one, reach the peak of ordinary people, and then become a saint, and understand the sword thoughts!”

Even if this is just a competition of a young genius in the Beichen tribe, it will inevitably bring together a lot of talents.

Fang Yuan’s own Mirage Totem is only at the fifth and sixth level, so he really doesn’t have any advantage and can only work hard in other places.

...

"Is that the Beichen tribe? It's so big!"

After half a month of long journey, the Feiman tribe and his party finally arrived at the Beichen tribe. Man Yue looked at the continuous city walls and exclaimed.

That’s right, there was already a circle of low earth walls around the Beichen tribe, and there were barbarian warriors patrolling them, everything was in order.

The city gate is vast and can even accommodate camel elephants like hills.

Everything seems to have entered the kingdom of some giant.

However, Man Gu still took Fang Yuan and others to take the initiative at the city gate: "Be careful, in Beichen City, the rules are very strict and you can't fight at will!"

Man Lei repeatedly warned him.

"Now...it's so lively!"

Fang Yuan looked around and saw that there were people from all directions everywhere.

"After all, it is the three-year Beichen Ceremony, and the ancestral envoy is here!"

Man Lei sighed, and then his eyes froze: "Huh? That's it?"

Not far away, another camel elephant came over and a group of people came down from above.

The leader was a skinny old man in a black robe, staring at him like a falcon, with a look of hatred.

"Mangu, you are not dead yet!"

He walked over, swept his eyes over Fang Yuan and other boys, and said in a strange voice.

"You Hei Tuo is not dead, how can I bear to bear it?"

Mangu responded with a sneer.

"Is this your warrior this time? But you have to look at it, don't die a few..."

Hei Tu snorted coldly and took the barbarian boy behind him into the city.

Among the group of teenagers, one of whom had oil paint on his face and looked like a black bear turned his head, showed a grim smile on his face, and made a throat-locking position.

"Man Ming, Man Yue, Fang Yuan!"

The high priest of Mangu turned around and looked solemn: "This time, you can lose if you meet anyone. It's just these Black Tomb tribe. You must not lose. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Teacher, please watch how I deal with them!"

Man Ming replied loudly, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and he glanced at Fang Yuan next to him.

"You have to be careful. I heard that the generation of the Kurotsuka tribe has also produced several masters, such as the black ferocious man just now, who awakened the Earth Bear totem, which is also a third-grade!"

Man Lei reminded.

The Earth Bear is a strange beast that is born to control the power of earth movement. It has infinite power and is extremely cruel. If the ceratops of the horned dragon had not had a trace of dragon blood, they would not be comparable to it.

"This time, geniuses emerge in Beichen Ceremony. In the small tribe, third-grade totems emerge one after another. As the largest tribe, the Beichen tribe has ten or a hundred times more tribes than us. The possibility of the birth of the best totem is greater!" Man Lei smiled: "Maybe you will meet opponents of the second-grade or even the first-grade totem this time."

"First-grade totem?"

Man Ming swallowed his saliva. He was like this, and Man Yue next to him was so nervous that he could not breathe.

"Okay, don't scare them."

Man Gu frowned: "Let's find a place to stay, and then you can stroll around the city and open your eyes. With soldiers from the Beichen tribe patrolling, this place can be regarded as the safest place within a radius of thousands of miles."

After all, Man Gu is the high priest of a tribe. After revealing his identity, he was immediately led to a part of the city to live.

The Kurotsuka tribe was obviously there, but it was separated from each other. Obviously, the organizer also spent some time thinking about knowing that he could not let the old tribe live together. Otherwise, with the barbarian nature, he would probably have turned upside down before the ceremony began.

"I finally got some leisure time!"

Fang Yuan immediately walked out of the settlement and found the market and started shopping.

He also had a bottle of Bloodline Pill in his hand, which was a very precious thing and was about to find a chance to replace it.

“Good dyed cloth!”

"Weapons! Hundred-made steel knife!"

"Scented porcine meat!"

...

Most of the markets are street stalls, and there is an animal-skinned tent, which is already very luxurious.

"Generally speaking, the protagonists inside always see treasures when they go to the market..."

With a little excitement and expectation, after walking around, Fang Yuan had to admit that he was thinking too much, but the reality was not, and he had no luck and the protagonist's fate.

"Not only does not have a real treasure, but there are several fakes with fish-meshed beads, especially the steel knife that is known as a hundred-smoking, which is not as good as the standard combat knife I used before."

Fang Yuan walked back speechlessly: "It seems that you still have to exchange with those tribal warriors, that's right! Good things are usually on those powers and powers. There must be someone who needs a bottle of bloodline pill."

Although he looked down on these mixed bloodlines and spirit powers, it was the best totem supplement for those barbarians.

Even the high priest had a very painful heart when he gave a bottle before.

"Sister Yue, look at this piece of cloth, the patterns look so beautiful!"
To be continued...