After a while, the new elites of the Dayan tribe entered the second level of the city wall.
Behind the city gate are rows of well-proportioned houses, restaurants, inns, shops, and residences, which are no different from what Gongliang saw when he first came to the temple.
Because every medium-sized tribe in the Great Wilderness has a house here, so they will have a place to live when they come.
Unlike the previous tribes and wilderness tribes, they had to find a place to live by themselves when they came here. They built things randomly and looked disorganized, messy and sloppy.
However, compared with when he came, there seemed to be more people in the place where the middle tribe and the Dongtu people lived. Especially the Dongtu people, there were obviously many more people than when he came.
On both sides of the avenue leading to the third level of the city wall, there are people setting up stalls, Huang and Dong Tu. The Huang people want to exchange something to take back to the tribe, or exchange something so that they can survive in the temple. The Dong Tu people want to exchange
He traveled millions of miles with his things, hoping to exchange them for valuable things from the deserted people. Gongliang was filled with emotion. It seems that no matter what era, there is no shortage of smart people!
The group of them rode on mounts, which looked very majestic and unusual for an ordinary tribe. So when they passed by, pedestrians on the road ducked to let them pass. But at last, when Gongliang passed by on the black mammoth Dorje, someone suddenly shouted.
"Ancient true species." Someone said in shock.
After hearing his words, people on both sides of the avenue stretched their heads to take a look.
In addition to the true mammoth family, there is also a kind of woolly mammoth that looks very similar to them. Many people easily confuse woolly mammoths with true mammoths, but in fact, based on their huge bodies and extraordinary abilities, they can be easily distinguished.
Come on.
"Oh"
Black Mammoth Dorje heard someone shouting and roared in amusement.
The roar was like thunder, and the hunting wind brought up the wind. It blew up the soil and shook the wooden buildings nearby. This immediately aroused the interest of people inside the nearby restaurants, inns, shops, and houses, and they all poked their heads out to take a look.
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"Strange, isn't it true that the true mammoth clan only has mammoths that died in battle, and there are no mammoths that humble themselves and bow their heads to people? Why is this true mammoth being used as a mount for others?" In the restaurant, a young Dongtu man looked at the black mammoth Dorje.
Surprised.
An elegant man next to him smiled and said: "It depends on the situation. Besides, it may not be a real mammoth."
"What?" the young man asked strangely.
"Among the true mammoth tribe, there has always been an extremely noble holy mammoth leading them forward. The holy mammoth, like the shaman of the desert tribe, enjoys supreme authority in the tribe. But the holy mammoth will eventually grow old. It's just that they
Unlike us, the soul returns to the underworld after death, but will be reincarnated with the marks of the previous life. At this time, the real mammoth family will take the things left by the holy mammoth to find the reincarnated holy mammoth. The reincarnation of the legendary mammoth
After that, there is a chance of one in a billion to be accompanied by a black mammoth. If the holy mammoth is the most supreme existence among the real mammoths, the representative of holiness and justice; then the black mammoth represents darkness, evil, and demonic nature among the real mammoths.
He is the target of the real mammoth clan to get rid of quickly." Here, the elegant man poured a glass of wine and took a sip.
The young man got a little impatient and asked anxiously: "Then why is this black mammoth not dead?"
"How do you know it's not dead?" the elegant man asked, shaking his glass of wine.
"Isn't this nonsense? If it dies, it can still be here."
"Maybe it was saved?"
"Help, help??"
The young man's eyes widened unconsciously, but he quickly thought of this possibility. Although the real mammoth family will not easily succumb to others, if this real mammoth is saved by someone when it is about to die, it is really possible that it will become someone else's mount out of gratitude.
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"Do you think there's only one true species around that person?" the elegant man asked again.
"What else?" The young man was almost dumbfounded and quickly stretched his head to look down.
"Of course." The elegant man touched his beard under his chin, as if he knew everything. In fact, he had already cursed in his heart. When did the ancient true species become as common as street stalls, and they were willing to succumb to others.
If he knew that the real one on the other end was Migu's and looked indifferent, I wonder if he would jump off the building.
Mi Gu hugged Daddy's neck and looked around curiously with his big black eyes. Yuan Gungun was much calmer than him. He lazily raised his head and glanced around, then continued to sleep.
More and more people came to see the ancient true race. There was a leader of an unknown tribe who was too excited or something. He rushed up and grabbed a handful of the black mammoth Dorje's butt.
, exclaimed inexplicably with joy: "I have touched the true ancient seed. I have touched the true ancient seed. The hair on its body is like the silk and satin of the Eastern Tu people, soft and silky."
The true dignity cannot be blasphemed.
This made Duoji angry, and he whipped his long and thick tail, sending the man flying away.
Wei Xiong noticed what was happening behind him and came over on his mount. He looked at the person who had been whipped away, glanced at the crowd around him, and asked, "Does anyone know which tribe that person is from?"
Someone from the vassal tribe of Dayan came out and reported: "Sir, those are the two men from the middle tribe of the Western Wilderness."
Wei Xiong nodded towards the man and said coldly: "Zeng Liang is a middle tribe, how dare he blaspheme the true race and attack the upper class. From now on, Wang Liang is no longer a middle tribe and is demoted to the lower class. If you don't repent, you will directly
He will be relegated to the wilderness tribe and will not be allowed to enter the temple from now on." The onlookers felt their hearts shudder when they heard his words, but no one said anything. No one thought his words were a joke. The Dayan tribe has this
He has the strength and the ability to do so. The only fault is that the person just wanted to die.
The middle tribe enjoys the qualifications of paying tribute to the lower tribe and taking in the wilderness tribe; but becoming a lower tribe, these are all gone, and they have to pay tribute to the middle tribe every year.
One hit and one hit, although only one word has been changed, it is completely different.
When the man heard Wei Xiong's words from a distance, his face turned pale with fright. He threw himself on his knees and wailed, "Your Majesty, my Majesty, have mercy on me! It's just that my subordinates were ignorant and rushed into me. My Majesty, please have mercy on me! My Majesty, please have mercy on me!"
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The cries and every word are desolate.
But no one responded to him. If you do such a thing, you should know what the outcome will be. It is your own fault and no one else is to blame.
Here in the wilderness, you can't have too much compassion, and you can't blindly be benevolent and righteous, otherwise you will be regarded as weak. Only when you show your fangs appropriately will you be feared and respected.
At this moment, a group of stout men riding purple clams and red clams came running from behind. As if they had seen a savior, the two men ran over and shouted: "Envoy, help! Envoy Da Yan is going to general
I have demoted the two tribes to lower tribes, and I beg the envoy to help us stay among the middle tribes so that we can continue to serve the upper tribes of Manggu."
When the Manggu people heard what he said, they didn't respond. They just said to Wei Xiong in front of them: "Aren't you Dayan people too overbearing?"
Wei Xiong looked at the man and said calmly: "Why, do your Manggu tribe want to take over this matter?"