Chapter 1051 of the main text of Xiaoyao Menglu found that "Although the 100,000 mountains are dangerous, they still have a border with the outside world, namely Yingchou Gorge, Liujin River and Death Plain..."

"These three borders are very dangerous, but there are also merchants who go to the single gang regardless of life and death, and they can earn ten or a hundred times the profit in one trip!"

"At the same time, there are also some outside sects who want to take advantage of this to seep into the 100,000 mountains! Near Yingchou Gorge, traces of practitioners appear, and I need to check them clearly!"

Sitting on the four-winged Crown Beast, Fang Yuan unfolded the mission scroll and immediately got a little more understanding of the outside world.

In fact, the tasks on the Holy Mountain are basically prepared for disciples in the Yuandan realm.

When they have reached their level of cultivation, they are already strong enough to obtain these high-level information.

"Are the outside practitioners? I want to see it!"

...

Flying Eagle.

This is a small tribe near Yingchou Gorge. Although the living conditions are poor, fortunately, there are occasional "travel shops" coming, using stainless steel weapons that are hard to see, snow-white salt, and exquisite cloth to exchange animal skins, ores, herbs and other supplies with them, and their lives are still going on.

Therefore, the small tribe gritted its teeth and persevered, and did not choose to migrate.

At this time, in a small wood around, two waves of teenagers were confronting each other.

Although there are few people in one wave, they are very proud, and although there are many people in the other wave, they have a bit of a slutty and introverted taste.

"Black picture, you are too much. Lan Yue is my woman!"

A young man with thick hands and feet on his back with a hunting bow walked out, his face flushed.

"Hmph, we are blood warriors, so we should eat the best meat, drink the best wine, and sleep the most beautiful woman!"

Several teenagers showed totems, and the leader even hooked their fingers provocatively: "Or... you want to challenge me, as long as you win, I will return Lan Yue to you!"

"Ahhh!!!"

The hunter boy yelled to the sky, almost shedding tears.

The barbarians have the custom of robbing marriages. He and Lan Yue are in love and are in love. Who would have thought that on the day of marriage, Lan Yue was snatched away by the boss of these young totem warriors!

If you want to snatch Lan Yue back, there is indeed no other way to go besides defeating the black map.

"I...I challenge you!"

The hunter boy finally shouted this.

"Okay, this is your search for death!" Heitu was overjoyed: "You all heard this. This is the Warrior challenge he took the initiative to issue. You can't blame me if you die!"

Roar!

Behind him, a black tiger totem emerged and rushed.

Although the hunter boy tried hard to swing the short knife, he had a claw in his arm and blood flowed.

Even if you have not reached the Dharma Realm, it is easy to deal with an ordinary person by relying on the warmth of the totem.

"Die for me!"

Hei Tu kicked the boy over with one kick, and stepped on his face with the other kick.

"stop!"

As he was drinking, a stone broke through the air.

"Um?"

Hei Tu reached out to block his hand, and his whole body felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he took several steps: "Is it you... Hei Jue?"

"Brother Heijue, you are finally here!"

The other teenagers made a clear path. Obviously, this man named Heijue had a high prestige among them.

"Black picture, don't overdo it!"

Heijue is a thin and black young man with an ordinary appearance and frowned at this time.

"Everything I did was according to the rules of the tribe!" Hei Tu said proudly: "We are blood warriors, you are just mortals! Good things should be ours!"

There are only one person who can inspire totem, and after practicing, he can master all kinds of incredible magical powers.

Compared to them, those ordinary barbarians are indeed mortals.

"Is that so? Then today I will let you see the strength of mortals!"

Hei Jue looked solemn and raised an iron sword in his hand.

"Sword? The flashy thing flowing in from the outside world!"

When facing Heijue, Hei Tu obviously didn't dare to be careless and pulled out his battle knife: "Kill!"

He rushed forward fiercely and slashed out the sword.

bite!

A crisp sound of sword came, and the iron sword stabbed Hei Tu's arm without any delay, causing his sword to escape, and he was covered in blood.

"What's going on? I'm going to lose to a mortal without totem?"

Hei Tu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Get out!"

Hei Jue's face was cold, but he was thinking secretly: "According to the master's teaching, in the eyes of the top barbarians, I am just an ordinary person. Relying on combat skills to defeat the totem warriors in the plundering realm, it is still within a reasonable range. Once a master in the Dharma Realm appears, he must admit defeat immediately, otherwise there will be a big disaster!"

"Heijue, wait for me!"

Heitu cursed angrily, turned around and left: 'When I get promoted to Dharma image, I must kill him!'

Dharma-like cultivators are almost the strongest among small tribes, such as Man Lei in Feiman tribe.

With this status, no one dares to say anything if an ordinary person is executed at will.

"Brother Heijue, thank you!"

The young man with animal skin got up and said solemnly: "From now on, my life will be yours!"

"Everyone is brother, why are you polite!"

Heijue patted his chest and looked righteous: "Let's go! Let's drink and eat meat!"

At night, a figure sneaked out of the tribe and into the jungle.

"Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

This figure was Heijue. He entered a cave and saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robe in front of him. He couldn't help but kneel down and kowtow: "The disciple did it today..."

"Well, as you said, it's okay to just use martial arts to defeat a plunder warrior..." The middle-aged man listened carefully and nodded slowly: "But... although I teach you to unite people around you and increase your reputation, you should not show your strength too much. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Heijue pointed his head: "Those totem warriors are above us, we mortals must accumulate enough strength to wait until we can overturn them in one fell swoop!"

"You can understand this principle, but it's not bad. What I've taught you, how have you practiced?"

"You are just a little confused..." Hei Jue was immediately delighted when he heard this.

The master taught him that he was extremely magical in his cultivation method, and even ordinary people who had no Dharma appearance could practice.

This is the hope of becoming a strong man!

"Okay... what I teach you today is enough for you to practice until the middle stage of foundation building. Next time you break through, come and ask me!"

The middle-aged man nodded and sent Hei Jue away, then he began to talk to himself: "I didn't expect that this barbarian has a good understanding of cultivation. Unfortunately, he doesn't have that kind of extreme posture!"

The qualifications of external cultivation methods are completely different from totems.

Therefore, among those ordinary barbarians, there may be geniuses with extremely high qualifications!

Moreover, even if the barbarians generally have poor understanding, there are occasionally strange existences.

Once you discover this, the master behind the middle-aged monk will be moved and will turn it back directly and take it as a personal disciple.

These downlines that are now developed, including middle-aged people themselves, are actually "cannon fodder"!

"There is no way, the 100,000 mountains are so attractive. All kinds of strange beasts, as well as treasures of heaven and earth, cherishing ores, and practicing is very necessary... And among so many barbarians, there are also possibilities for the highest qualifications of cultivators!"

The middle-aged monk sighed: "It's a pity that the Barbarian Cult's ancestors were too barbaric and ignorant, and they didn't allow the power of my cultivation world to penetrate. If it weren't for those immortal ancestors, we would have stepped on the Barbarian Mountain long ago."

"It's really awesome to step on the Mount Man Mountain."

At this moment, a young man in animal skin came over and smiled: "I wonder what kind of sect you are from?"

"Hmm? The barbarian Dharma-like cultivator?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned and then secretly hated: "It must be someone who followed Hei Jue. If you are not careful in dealing with things, you will ruin my big deal!"

"My Taoist name is the real person in the illusion world, I don't know if you are..." Fang Yuan casually reported a name.

"Real person? You are just a mere Dharma image, which is equivalent to our foundation-building stage. If you don't have the golden elixir, you are embarrassed to call yourself a real person?" The middle-aged monk sneered: "My name is Liuhe, and my Taoist name is Fuliu Zhenren!"

His eyes turned sharply: "I wonder if this real person in the illusion world discovered Hei Jue and followed him alone, or had reported to the barbarian strongman behind him."

If it were the former, he would continue to lurk if he killed Fang Yuan.

If the latter type is the only way to give up this line completely.

"Don't worry, this time I just met that boy by chance in the Flying Eagle Tribe, and then I followed him on a whim... You haven't answered my question yet." As if seeing through what Liu He was thinking, Fang Yuan smiled faintly.
To be continued...