The stone village of Wumang tribe was built in a steep canyon between two mountains and rivers, and the surrounding area was also a mess of yesterday's flood; however, the village wall made of huge rocks was seven or eight meters high, blocking the flood from rushing into the village.

In addition to resisting the mountain torrents that rush down from the mountains and the walls are built high and thick, the more important thing is to guard against raids from wild beasts in the deep mountains and other tribes.

Shizhai is located at the entrance of the gorge and seals the road into the mountains from this gorge, and connects the deep mountains to the south to the top of the Wupython tribe to the hunting area.

Although there are endless prey in the deep mountains of Python Yaling, it means more dangers.

Not to mention other wild alien species, just a single black scale can slash the entire stone village to pieces.

At this time, I was afraid that if this Wu Ji came out of the mountain alive, Wu Mang Stone Village would probably be the first place to be washed away by this Wu Ji.

More than a thousand people live together in tribes. Compared with the dense population on Earth, it can only be considered a small village, but it is a considerable village on the northern slope of Mangyaling.

When Chen Xun walked up to the stone ridge in front of the village, he could see the situation in the village wall at the Xiakou village. Hundreds of low earth and wooden houses were chaotic, and there were several tall stone halls in the center surrounded by an open square.

It is an office, a place for tribe members to discuss and sacrifice, and it is also the ancestral temple and public warehouse of the Wumang tribe. Usually, only Wu Gongzongtu and his underage grandson Zongya live in it.

Under the leadership of Manwu, adult males go out to the village to hunt in the mountains, and usually take several days to get something; women and elderly people pick fruits and wild vegetables near the village.

Without farming or animal husbandry, we only rely on fishing, hunting and wild vegetables and fruits that are born with earth. We must also prevent powerful wild beasts from coming out of the mountains and attacks and scouts from other tribes. It is really not easy to support thousands of people.

Survival in the wilderness is extremely difficult.

The whole village is full of children who run around naked, regardless of gender. Children over eight or nine years old are considered teenagers in the Wumang tribe. They either follow women and the elderly go out to the village to collect wild fruits, wild vegetables, and wild grains, or practice hard under the guidance of the left-behind Manwu.

A young man like Zongya who is over 14 years old is already an adult in the village and has to bear more responsibilities. He has to go out with Manwu early on, go fishing and hunting everywhere, and even participate in the bloody battle between tribes for hunting areas.

Seeing the crowd carrying giant beasts, the children running barely in the village and the teenagers practicing martial arts all rushed out in a swarm, stepping on the slopes that were washed away by the flood, running around the cunning beasts, singing the sound of noise from Chen Xun.

However, all this was full of warmth in Chen Xun's heart. This was where he had taken him to settle down for three years.

It had just rained yesterday. There were no drainage facilities in the village, so it was naturally muddy and water was everywhere.

Chen Xun lay on Zong Ya's back and let him walk into the village with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

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The shack made of stone and wood has a water accumulation of half a foot deep.

Sitting on the stone bed with animal skin mattresses, Chen Xun saw that Zong Ya was a little unsteady and knew that the soul sacrifice beast banquet was a rare ceremony for the Black Python tribe. Zong Ya was still a young man and was curious, so he urged him to go to the stone palace to help:

"I have nothing to do here. Go and find grandpa. Maybe grandpa wants to tell you something."

"You're really okay?" Zong Ya had long wanted to run over and see grandpa, uncle and Nan Liao and the others discuss the soul sacrifice, but he was worried about the injury Chen Xun was injured.

"What can I do?" Chen Xun said.

"Okay, if you have something to do, let someone call me; this is for you." Zong Ya took out a small animal skin package from his arms, stuffed it into Chen Xun's hand, turned around and came out of the shack.

He was so nervous that he left the shack and forgot to lower his head. He hit the door rack with a "bang", almost knocking down Chen Xun's simple shack.

Chen Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly, opened the thing that Zong Ya stuffed him, but unexpectedly it was another black python pill.

Zong Ya was practicing barbarian martial arts at a critical period when he broke through the third level and advanced to the middle level barbarian martial arts. This black python pill was used by Grandpa Zongtushen.

Chen Xun knew that Zong Ya didn't talk much, but he was straightforward and would never take back the things he gave him. This also caused a headache for him, so he could only put the black python pill in close proximity.

During the first few months of Chen Xun's stay at Wumang, he lived with Zongtu and Zongya in the stone house in the office.

However, let alone an outsider, he is a child of the Wumang tribe, and he has to support himself when he is thirteen or fourteen years old.

After living in the stone house for several months, with the help of Zong Ya, he found an open space near the stone house and logged wood to build his own shack.

The shack is simple and has air leakage. There is nothing else except the earth stove, the stone bed with animal skin mattresses, and several clay pots with notches. But here Chen Xun is in the black python, where he settles in this wilderness.

In addition to the scars on Chen Xun's body, Chen Xun's body had actually recovered from the black python pill that he had given him, which looked terrible and took some days to fall off.

After eating all the roe mutton, he threw away the medicine basket at night in order to save some effort. If he didn't want to delay going up the mountain to collect herbs in the future, he would have to use the mountain vines to weave a medicine basket.

Chen Xun can only use various ways to squeeze the limits of his body to develop potential and strengthen his body, which consumes a lot.

Although Chen Xun is as strong as the first-level second- and third-level barbarian martial arts in both strength and strength, the first-level barbarian martial arts in the Black Python tribe are not only strong, but also proficient in bow and spear combat skills.

In Chen Xun's eyes, the middle-level barbarian martial artists who enlightened the barbarian soul are even more comparable to the killing machine. They are the core and main force of the Black Python tribe taking root in the depths of the Python Ya Ridge and fishing.

Chen Xun was not qualified to be the main force. Every time he followed Wumang Manwu to fish and hunt, the food he received was still very limited, which was far from enough to meet the consumption required by his special practice method.

Fortunately, during the past three years, Chen Xun learned barbarians with Grandpa Zongtu and was able to identify thirty or forty herbs of Python Yaling, which became his ability to settle down in the village.

There are more than 300 male males in the village, and more than 100 Martial Arts who practice combat skills. However, there are few who are patient with Grandpa Zongtu to recognize all five or six hundred Manwen characters and can identify twenty or thirty herbs of the Black Python Pill.

Even Zong Ya was only able to recognize all the characters of Manwen after Grandpa Zongtu hit the stick; but if he wanted to learn witch medicine to refine it, it would be better to ask him to use a rope to tie a stone beam to hang himself.

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Chen Xun weaved the medicine basket, and Zong Ya came to the shack to find him again, and stuffed him with a large piece of pork with roasted sauce.

Chen Xun now has a lot of food and cannot eat black python pills as food. After he came back, he made a medicine basket and didn't eat for most of the day. At this time, he saw the mountain pork with oil overflowing, and he was even hungry in his stomach. He took it and chewed it all over.

Zong Ya was sleeping on the stone bed with his head in his arms. Seeing a few scrolls of animal skin books scattered at the head of the bed, all of which were written on it were the methods of refining witch medicines. He felt a headache when he saw these. Unexpectedly, Chen Xun could read it with relish, so he turned over and asked:

"Don't you really want to stay in the village as a witch doctor for the rest of your life?"

The silk book of "The Classic of the West Wilderness" was also an unintentional acquisition of Wu Gongzong's pictures; the barbarians of the Black Python family were mainly written with nitrogen, thinned animal skins, and written with a black tree sap dipped in the mountain; and the tortoise shells engraved in the seal script are "sacred objects" in the Black Python.

If he couldn't get out of the Mangyaling, Chen Xun thought that the best way out for him to stay in the Black Python tribe was to be a witch doctor. He was also learning witch medicine refining with Grandpa Zongtu recently.

These animal skin medicine books were all for him by Grandpa Zong.

Although the herbs and stones naturally generated by Mangyaling are completely different from those of the earth, Chen Xun believes that some pharmacology is still the same, which is also his advantage in staying at Mangya to learn to refine witch medicine.

However, rare witch medicines like the Black Python Pill that can develop human potential and temper bloodlines need to be refined using the secret barbarian technique of the Black Python Division.

As an outsider, Chen Xun could not practice the secret science of black pythons. Even if he stayed to be a witch doctor, even if he could improve and modify ordinary witch medicines based on what he had learned on Earth before, he could only become an mortal witch in the end.

Thinking of whether there is still a chance to walk out of the Mangyaling Mountains in this life to see the outside world, and whether there is still a slight chance to return to the earth and reunite with your relatives, Chen Xun felt sad.

Seeing Chen Xun bowing his head and saying nothing, Zong Ya knew what he was thinking. He looked outside the door. No one passed by the shack and told Chen Xun:

"Just just now, the Stone Palace discussed matters. Grandpa said that you have made great contributions this time and should be accepted into the clan. Finally, Uncle Nan Liao and the others reluctantly agreed to let you participate in the soul sacrifice three days later. If you have to first recognize the Manzu Spirit during the worship, you will be taught your Manzu martial arts skills."

"I am not a member of the Black Python clan, how could I get the recognition of the Black Python ancestor spirit?" Chen Xun said with a wry smile.

Although Chen Xun had not practiced the secret art of barbarian martial arts, he also learned some basic truths from Zong Ya.

Not to mention Mangyaling, even the hundreds of thousands of wild tribes around Tushan have the true blood of the Xianman in their bodies. It is just a thousand generations of inheritance, and the true blood of the Xianman in most tribes has become slim.

The early barbarian martial arts practice is more about squeezing the body and strengthening the blood and blood. After enlightening the barbarian soul, it is the first step to truly step into the threshold of barbarian martial arts practice.

Only by enlightening the barbarian soul can we truly activate the mysterious power of the Xianman true blood and temper the muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

After the body is tempered to the point where it is transformed and blood is changed, the first drop of the first man's true blood can be condensed in the body of Man Wu. Man Wu will become a Tianman who has powerful force and wilderness.

The black python was once a famous clan of Mangya Ridge. There were more than a dozen stone villages around Mangya Ridge, with 20,000 to 30,000 tribes. They even built a city in the wasteland south of Mangya Ridge. However, thirty years ago, the last Wumang Tianman died, and the black python quickly defeated. One remaining group was driven by a powerful enemy to the deep mountain stone village north of Mangya Ridge and breathed.

Chen Xun could not know what the soul sacrifice was. It was just that he was inexplicably taken from the earth to this world, which had nothing to do with the Xianman bloodline inherited by the Black Python tribe. How could he get the recognition of the Black Python ancestor spirit and enlighten the Barbarian Soul?

Zong Ya scratched his head, but didn't know how to explain to Chen Xun, but just told him the grandfather's original words:

"Grandpa said that all things have spirits, and the eight desolate human races are all gods and demons, and the one source of the ten thousand sects. Grandpa said that this is the opportunity you deserve. Whether it can be accomplished must be tried to know."

No matter how slim the opportunity is, as long as there is a slight chance, Chen Xun is somewhat looking forward to it.
Chapter completed!