Grandpa, who raised his head, tied his loose white hair behind his head and bowed to the totem pole of the ancestor spirit not far away. An old but reassuring voice came out from afar: "Please show your spirit and protect my warriors from the Geshan tribe!"

Jiang Cheng, who had already raised his head, suddenly sensed that a strong wave of spiritual power suddenly surged out of grandpa's body.

The next moment, the totem pole of the ancestral spirit standing in the center of the altar suddenly lit up, emitting circles of gray lights, as if they were coming alive.

"The ancestor spirit protects the spiritual light?"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure out how grandpa did all this.

Almost at the same time, the gray ancestral spirit protected the spiritual light quickly expanded the scope, and even shone the Jiangcheng kneeling outside the village gate.

A warm feeling immediately enveloped Jiang Cheng's whole body, and the fatigue of running for days and nights was rapidly fading away.

The coldness of the early morning winter is also dispelled at this moment, making people feel as if they are in the warm sunshine.

The tribe members in the village wall, who had a sad face, had a sudden reverence on their faces. They all bowed to the direction of the totem pole of the ancestral spirit and shouted: "The ancestor spirit is blessed, the ancestor spirit is blessed!"

"The warriors of the Geshan tribe and the children of the ancestors, come back! The ancestors have not abandoned us. With the protection of the ancestors, we can definitely survive this winter. Warriors, come back!"

Amid the grandfather's call, the old, weak and disabled tribes who walked out of the village and towards Geshan, saw the totem pole of the ancestor spirit that protected the spirit light when the moment they turned around.

The totem pole of the ancestor spirit protecting the light of spirit light was lit up, like a bright lamp, which instantly illuminated everyone's hearts and drove away sadness and coldness!

At the same time, the warriors who left the tribe knelt down in the direction of the ancestor spirit totem pole, and when they raised their heads, their faces were covered with tears.

The next moment, amid the grandfather's call, all the old, weak and disabled people who left the tribe supported each other and strode towards the tribe. Amid the laughter, tears poured down again.

Jiang Cheng, who had been kneeling in front of the village gate, stared at everything in a daze, and he seemed to understand.

In fact, even grandpa cannot call them back. What can be called back is faith, tribe, and their roots!

Laughing was floating over the Geshan tribe again. When Shi Tie and Shi Dad hugged each other, sadness flowed in the eyes of grandpa and the clan leader.

"Clan leader, how many gaps in the grain are in the clan?" In an instant, Jiang Cheng seemed to feel that he had really grown up, and the man's shoulders were used to take responsibility.

"At least thirty cars, if the heavy snow covers the mountain for a longer time, there will be more gaps! This is the case where the whole tribe only guarantees food rations!

If the warriors in the clan always ensure a certain combat power, the gap will be even bigger!" said the clan leader Ge Xiong worriedly.

"Class leader, please arrange for someone to kill the eleven thunder horses. Horse meat, horse blood and even horse skin can fill their stomachs. It is estimated that six or seven carts of food can be collected and taken over for a while." Jiang Cheng said.

This is also the reason why Jiang Cheng took the risk of luring and killing the Baihun patrol team on the Yinyue Grassland. The tribesmen couldn't continue to be happy, so they still care about so much.

Moreover, heavy snow has been covered up in Jiang Cheng's whereabouts.

"Okay! By the way, how did you get these Eleven Riders Month Lei Ji? You might have killed the patrol team of Baihun's troops, right? Every patrol team of Baihun's troops is led by a soul warrior." The patrol leader Ge Xiong stared at Jiang Cheng with a surprised look on his face.

"If you don't do this, where can you get so much meat? Unfortunately, if it weren't for the blockade of Baihun's tribe, if the corpses of dozens of demon wolf on the Yinyue Grassland could be transported over, they would have solved the big trouble!" Jiang Chenghun said indifferently.

"You really killed two patrol teams of Baihun's troops?" Ge Xiong's eyes widened in an instant!

Grandpa's lowered eyes raised his eyes instantly, and he grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist suddenly. With the spiritual power stimulating, he suddenly said in surprise: "Acheng, your cultivation level has reached the fifth level of Chengen Realm?"

"Well, the fifth level?" Subconsciously detecting Jiang Cheng's cultivation level grandfather was suddenly shocked: "Fifth level, how is it possible? When you get above one month, your cultivation level will rise to two levels. How did you do it?"

"Fifth level?" The patriarch Ge Xiong's eyes instantly glared into a copper bell, and then he slapped Jiang Cheng on the shoulder hard: "Good boy, it took me a year and a half to improve my cultivation to the fifth level of Chengen Realm. How long have you been, three months, less than three months, are you a monster?"

"This time I entered the mountain, I had a little chance. By the way, patriarch, after the heavy snow closed the mountain, are there any spies from the Baihun tribe near the tribe?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Ge Xiong glared, "They think that the clan members have lived long. Tian Jing'er caught a foreigner and could save a person's life if he could search half a pound of grain. Who cares about what kind of clan you are from? Three days ago, the spy here was emptied."

"That's good, patriarch, please arrange a few people to deal with the traces of my return with Mon Leiji." This winter, it's better to cause less trouble for the tribe.

After responding, Ge Xiong suddenly hesitated and looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Jiang Cheng, we have two days left to attend the martial arts competition held by Baihun's tribe. You can practice well these days. If you have nothing to do, you can ask the tribe members to discuss it and increase some practical experience. At that time, you must be careful."

Speaking of this, Ge Xiong paused and said, "This martial arts competition will be extremely cruel before! Any soul warrior will have the possibility of fighting to the death!"

"Any one, why? In the Baihun Eight Tribe, we don't seem to have any enemies except the Huli tribe?" Jiang Chengqi said.

"That's right, but the main reason is that the rewards for the top three martial arts competitions have changed!" Ge Xiong said.

"In the past, the top three rewards for the competition were all pills that helped the soul warriors practice, but a few days ago, Baihun's tribe suddenly sent a command, and the top three rewards were changed to... grain!"

"Grain?" Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, "Why is the reward method for good relationship?"

"It's okay?" Grandpa shook his head, "Baihun's tribe is a wolf's ambition. When the snow was blocking the mountain in advance, he threw out the temptation of food.

They want you young soul warriors to fight for food on the competition platform. I guess the soul warriors who participated in the battle this time...."

Grandpa sighed and shook his head and said.

"The tribe where the soul warrior who won the first place in the competition will be rewarded with fifty cars of food, the second place is thirty cars, and the third place is 15 cars!"

"What, I actually rewarded so much food? The patriarch, if I get the first place in the competition, wouldn't the tribe's food crisis be resolved and the tribe's people can survive this cold winter safely?" Jiang Cheng said in surprise.

When Grandpa heard this, he and the clan leader Ge Xiong smiled bitterly at the same time.

"First place?" Ge Xiong shook his head, "Don't think about the top three. I just want you to come back safely. As long as you grow for another year or two, you can become a warrior who stands alone in my Geshan tribe."

Seeing Jiang Cheng showing a look of dissatisfaction, Ge Xiong said again: "You don't know. When Bai Hun's tribe passed this order, he almost stimulated Bai Hun's eight tribes to crazy for the food reward of the second and third place.

It is said that the Linggong of the Vajra tribe did not hesitate to consume his own cultivation and lifted the cultivation level of Jin Tai, the first genius young soul warrior of their tribe, to win the second or third place food rewards!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned when he heard this and asked, "Where is the first place reward? No one dares to think about it?"

"Who dares?" Ge Xiong grinned suddenly, "Feng Zhanyuan from Baihun's tribe has reached the sixth level of Chengen Realm for a long time, maybe it has been seventh level!"

"Is the seventh level of Chengen Realm?" Jiang Cheng licked his lips gently, and secretly made up his mind, first!

At the martial arts competition, even if he works hard, he will have to find a way to win the first place!

Although it seems that it is impossible for him to get first with his fifth level of Chengen Realm.

But to get the first place, not only can you stomp Feng Zhanyuan who ignores him fiercely, but more importantly, you can get a reward of fifty trucks of food.

With fifty trucks of food, the tribe will easily survive this cold winter.

Only fight to the death!

After the clan leader Ge Xiong went to settle the tribe, grandpa called Jiang Cheng alone to his wooden building.

The first sentence after grandpa sat down shocked Jiang Cheng: "Acheng, I believe you have also heard of it. The Baihun tribe's forced and embarrassed to target our Geshan tribe, which is based on the important treasure that I owned by Geshan tribe.
Chapter completed!