Although the Northern Witch Land is barren, there are many ferocious beasts, so this huge ethnic group can live. Unlike Dongsheng, the diet here is extremely simple. Sometimes it is wild fruits, sometimes it is seeds of some plants, but they are all very single.

In addition, hunting is also a tradition here. Those wandering beasts are the best food, which is similar to Kimura in the depths of the Great Wilderness.

In the past, hunting a large number of food was a big problem, but with the help of the name of the wood, within a few days, as the cheers of the people sounded, ferocious beasts were captured and returned, and countless plants were picked back, so that the tribe was bathed in a joyful atmosphere.

At this time, a few young men followed Mu Ming. They were obviously nervous. However, Xiao Yuer kept asking them to do this and that, without seeing any life at all.

The famous wooden general Lei Ding was taken out. The thunder tripod was seen in the wind and turned into a black tripod. The wooden master's body shook and landed on one side of the tripod, constantly throwing some strange things into the tripod.

There are many things that are plundered by the wooden name, but not many things that can be used by the wooden name, but it is of great use to this tribe.

Washing the essence and marrow is the usual method of the big clan, but it is a luxury among these small tribes, because the wood name has never seen a medium-grade crystal stone appear. The old clan leader took out five low-grade crystal stones, but the wood name shook his head and threw out a storage bag for the clan leader, and then the clan leader was speechless.

At this time, the wooden name threw some medium-grade crystal stones into the big cauldron again. Some clan elders instinctively wanted to stop it, but in the end they shook their heads and sighed.

"It's a waste!" An old clan couldn't help but say.

"Old Jiu, don't be rude. What is the intention of Lord Shan God's actions? Do you not understand?"

The old patriarch said angrily, when the clan heard this, he closed his eyes and stopped talking, and simply refused to look, for fear that he would speak without any restraint again.

Yes, the Northern Witch is so poor that it is so important that the barren path is. Medium-grade crystal stones are something that only medium-sized tribes have. But at this time, they were so heartbroken that they saw Wood Name doing this, but they couldn't do anything about it.

Seeing this, Mu Ming thought that he had not exposed these things, and that he would only dare to do this with the status of the mountain god at this time.

The big dog was calm and didn't feel at all about these things. He just opened his eyes from time to time on the platform, as if he was curious about the method of Mu Ming.

Mu Ming threw in many herbs again. The herbs were extremely rich. Several clan elders couldn't help breathing. The herbs' medicinal power made them feel comfortable all over, and the fragrance even floated out of the tribe. The old clan leader had to urge the black banner in his hand to radiate a black light curtain to cover the entire tribe. At this time, some ferocious beasts in the distance roared, but stopped roaring after a moment.

Wood Name activates the Dan Fire, and the herbivorous ants will return to Wood Name at any time and lie down silently. No matter when, Wood Name will not relax its vigilance.

The thunder cauldron was wrapped in the elixir fire, and there was a shocking roar in it. The elixirs refined this time were not one or two, but hundreds of them. With so many elixirs, there was no guarantee that they would have too high quality, but this was exactly what the wood name needed.

No one approached, and they were watching from afar. In their eyes, Mu Ming's identity was a wizard, an extremely strange existence, and could turn decay into magic. In the Northern Witch, alchemy, or witchcraft, they were highly praised because the entire Northern Witch was the endorsement of evil arts. Of course, this is for Dongsheng, and the Northern Witch itself made these magics holy arts.

Weird beetles were directly burned into powder by the wooden name's Danhuo and fell into the big cauldron, and followed the black cauldron cover to transform into a black cauldron.

At this time, no more fragrance was revealed. Time passed slowly, only the alchemy fire continued to burn, sometimes vigorous and sometimes gentle. As the wood name continued to form seals, after a few hours, a dull sound was heard, and the wood name's flame suddenly retracted. At this time, the wood name silently recited a seal technique, and suddenly, bright rays of glow flew out of the alchemy, with hundreds of them.

Mu Ming reached out and the rays of light fell into dozens of jade bottles beside Mu Ming.

A strong fragrance emanated, and everyone around them showed joy. They whispered, not daring to disturb Mu Ming.

Mu Ming glanced at the old patriarch, the team leader nodded, and then said, "All teenagers under fifteen years old are here!"

After the patriarch finished speaking, about twenty people appeared. At this time, they looked confused and were all pushed out by their elders. As for those elders, they understood what they were born next, and they all showed envy and comfort.

The old patriarch didn't say much. With a wave of his hand, these people were thrown into the alchemy cauldron.

The alchemy cap appeared again and sealed them all in it. The boys were very confused, but they were not afraid.

They all looked inside the alchemy and were curious, but suddenly they felt a little hot, and the fragrance of medicine penetrated into their bodies, making them feel pain.

"Is this a body refining technique?" Xiao Yu'er was also among them, and she saw the key.

"Will this hurt?" Someone said what he was thinking, but suddenly he felt sweat all over his body, and then a heart-wrenching pain appeared.

"ah!"

Someone started screaming, but the sound was isolated!

The old patriarch shook his head and said, "It's only under fifteen years old that is the best age to wash the essence and marrow!"

"Yes, otherwise I would like to enter it, maybe I can break through!" said an old clan, his eyes full of sighs, wishing he was decades younger.

"You are the only one? Even if you wash your essence and marrow, you will not break through the Yuanling Realm!" Another clan elder rolled his eyes and said.

The wood name did not release the alchemy fire, and there was a lot of residual medicinal power in the alchemy cauldron, with 40% of the medicinal power in the alchemy cauldron. These wood names did not allow the alchemy cauldron to absorb, but were all released.

"Would it be too domineering?" said the big dog. Although the big tripod was blocked from the sound, it could not be hidden from his eyes.

Mu Ming didn't want those tribe members to worry, just becoming a strong man, these pains were nothing.

"I will be more painful than this, or even more!" Mu Ming said lightly, the big dog's pupils shrank slightly, and then he went silent.

The cauldron trembled, but someone hammered the alchemy cauldron and tried to break free. Some of them had good cultivation, and one of them even reached the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but his realm was unstable and he had never participated in the battle before, because this cultivation level was useless for the battlefield.

However, Mu Ming shook his head slightly, bounced his fingers, and a elixir fire flew out and fell onto the alchemy tripod. The alchemy tripod slowly became smaller, but the thunder became even more violent, but Mu Ming ignored it anymore.

"Class leader!" Mu Ming said to the patriarch.

The patriarch hurriedly came and bowed respectfully to Mu Ming: "Master Shan God, please give me the order!"

"Divid these pills according to their cultivation level and take them every seven times a day. It's a pity that you can't concentrate too much thoughts, so only 60% of the medicine power!"

Mu Ming said, with regret, but the clan was stunned and then smiled bitterly. Sixty percent of the pills were enough to make him excited for a long time, but Mu Ming was not satisfied, making people not feel helpless and speechless.

The clan leader signaled to several clan elders, and they immediately became solemn, and their eyes became different when they looked at Yu Ping. At this time, it was not as envious as before, but instead shining with a different light, as if they had seen something different.

They put the jade bottle in the palm of their hands, very slowly and seriously, as if they were afraid that they would break the jade bottle by accident.

Mu Ming glanced at it and couldn't help but think of Kimura. In Kimura that day, a piece of low-grade crystal stone was extremely rare, which was very similar to this tribe.

When walking back to the platform, the big dog looked over and said, "You are not a child of the big clan!"

Mu Ming nodded: "Never, I came from the depths of the Great Wilderness, where there is a small village."

"After walking too far and long, some things can still be remembered, it is a good thing after all."

Mu Ming couldn't help but recall that something had become blurred, and only some deep memories existed in the depths of his heart. He was a little lost, but his mood became much calmer.

"There are always some things that I can't forget, so is the mountain god!" Mu Ming's tone was filled with a hint of melancholy. At this time, Mu Ming heard many thoughts in his mind, all of which were the thoughts of these tribes. Moreover, Mu Ming felt an illusory force appearing in his body, and he also felt the power slowly rising.

The big dog was silent, but after a long time, snoring sounds came out, with a hint of emotion in the snoring sounds, like recalling youth and past.
Chapter completed!