Central part of the Southern Wilderness, red ant tribe.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
Next to a big tree, Qie Ye kept hitting the trunk with his fist, and the heavy force shook down all the dead branches and leaves.
When the nearby red ant tribe warriors saw this scene, they also nodded with smiles.
Since the death of the elder, Qie Ye seems to have changed into a different person. He no longer cares about things, and no longer does some unique and attention-grabbing things.
Everyone feels that Qie Ye has grown up and is finally mature and sensible.
However, Gu Li, the leader of the red ant tribe, is very worried about this. He would rather cut the leaves carelessly as before, rather than work so hard.
Because the idleness is just an eyesore, but the hard work is to do something important that affects the entire red ant tribe.
Doing big things will kill people, and the chance of success is very small.
Guli doesn't want to see Qie Ye take the risk.
Gu Li walked up to Qie Ye and watched him finish shooting the big tree and start practicing bow and arrow again. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "Qie Ye, don't practice too hard. Let's go out and play."
Qie Ye turned around and glanced at Gu Li, but did not answer, but continued to practice archery.
He used practical actions to reject his father's kindness.
"You...sigh..."
Gu Li wanted to say something, but with the existence of the red ant god in the tribe, he did not dare to say anything and had no choice but to give up persuasion.
After Guli left, Qieye took a look at the huge ant nest in the center of the tribe, and then continued training.
The elder's last words before his death were like a needle, piercing deeply into his heart.
If we cannot get rid of the evil god Red Ant God, then all the people in the red ant tribe will be slaves to those red ants for the rest of their lives.
It was okay not to know the truth before. Now that he knows the truth, Qie Ye will never allow this situation to continue.
To change all this, you must first have strong strength, which is why Qieye trains hard.
Only when your strength becomes stronger, you have a certain prestige in the tribe, and you master your own power, will you be qualified to seize the opportunity when it comes.
After the training was completed, Qieye set off with a hunting team again. He no longer acted alone, but kept in line with everyone, integrated into the hunting team, and worked hard to show his strength and gain the recognition of the hunting team members.
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Southern Wilderness, Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Hey..."
There was a sharp bird song in the sky, and all the giant mountain turtles on the ground raised their heads. After seeing a huge purple bird, they lowered their heads one after another. Those who rested continued to rest, and those who hunted continued to hunt.
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Not long after, the glutinous rice balls fell from the sky and landed on the grass outside the Shangui tribe. When their wings closed, a strong wind blew up, blowing all the grass on the ground.
Jiang Xuan jumped off Tangyuan's back and landed on the ground.
In addition to Jiang Xuan, several Teng tribe warriors were also on Tangyuan's back, and they were responsible for moving some goods off Tangyuan's back.
Every spring, a large number of magic mushrooms grow in the mushroom forest near the Shangui tribe. The magic mushrooms at this time are the most powerful and have the best effects.
Whenever this happens, Jiang Xuan will take people to the Shangui Tribe to trade various goods for the Magic Mushrooms of the Shangui Tribe, take them back to enhance the strength of the tribe's warriors, or sell them in the trading area.
"Hahaha, Chief Xuan, I have finally come to you."
The mountain beetle, still wearing its iconic big tortoise shell, waddled up to Jiang Xuan with a bright smile on his face.
Jiang Xuan chatted with him for a while, and then walked into the Shangui Tribe together.
After entering the tribe, the first thing to do is to trade magic mushrooms.
The Vine Tribe and the Mountain Turtle Tribe have done this kind of transaction many times, and the process is very smooth.
Later, Shanjia invited Jiang Xuan to his place to eat mushroom meat skewers.
The relationship between the two parties has become very good, and Jiang Xuan is very skilled in helping the mountain turtle wash and cut mushrooms.
Jiang Xuan said while cutting mushrooms: "Last winter, I went to the central part of the Southern Wilderness."
"Have you been to the central part of Southern Wasteland?"
The mountain goat that was cutting meat stopped, its breathing became rapid, and its eyes were fixed on Jiang Xuan.
"Don't get excited and calm down, otherwise I won't dare tell you about the central part of the Southern Wilderness."
Golin took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "I'm not excited, I'm not excited..."
Jiang Xuan continued to cut mushrooms: "I remember what you asked me to do last time, and I even went to check it out for you."
"You...have you seen the remains of the old turtle god?"
"I saw it, but...are you sure you can calm down?"
The mountain beetle took a deep breath again and said, "I'm sure."
Jiang Xuan nodded and began to talk about the transformation of the old turtle god.
"After I arrived in the central part, I first found the Crocodile Tribe, met the people of the Black Tooth Tribe in the Crocodile Tribe, and then asked them about the old turtle god's legacy."
"The people from the Black Tooth Tribe told me that the remains of the Old Turtle God are indeed still there, and they are in the Red Ant Tribe."
"Later, I found the red ant tribe and the remains of the old turtle god. I found..."
"What did you find?" Mountain Jia asked anxiously.
"I discovered that the remains of the old turtle god have been built into houses by the people of the red ant tribe for their important people to live in."
"What? Damn red ants, how dare they..."
Shanjia's emotions instantly lost control. The Shanjia tribe has passed down the story of the old turtle god from generation to generation, and they respect the old turtle god extremely.
How can you not be angry now when you hear that the old turtle god's remains were built into a house by his enemies?
"Calm down, Chief Shanjia, you promised me to stay calm..."
Jiang Xuan's words made the angry Shanjia regain some sense, but his face was still very ugly, with hatred and anger in his eyes.
After a long time, the mountain beetle asked in a hoarse voice: "Is the current red ant tribe strong?"
"It's very strong. The Red Ant Tribe is still a big tribe. The surrounding tribes were either wiped out by them or forced away. They occupy a very large territory."
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"Big tribe..."
The mountain jia chanted these three words again, and her mood became bitter.
After so many years, the Red Ant Tribe is still a strong and powerful tribe, but the Mountain Turtle Tribe has become extremely weak.
Even if they want to take revenge, their strength is completely insufficient.
Anger, hatred, powerlessness and other emotions are intertwined in his heart, making the mountain turtle feel depressed and want to vomit blood.
Jiang Xuan finished cutting the mushrooms, mixed them with animal meat, skewered them on wooden sticks, and then grilled them on the charcoal fire.
"Chief Shanjia, although they are a large tribe, your Shangui tribe may not have no chance of winning."
The mountain beetle subconsciously asked: "How to win?"
"Even if it's the same as before, cooperate with our Vine Tribe."
"Cooperation?"
"Yes, our Vine Tribe needs a reliable ally. If your Mountain Turtle Tribe wants to return to the center and defeat the Red Ant Tribe, this can only be achieved through cooperation."
Shanjia was silent for a moment and said: "Your Vine Tribe is much stronger than the Mountain Turtle Tribe..."
Jiang Xuan interrupted him: "The Vine Tribe was also very weak before, not even as good as your Mountain Turtle Tribe. Since the Vine Tribe can rise, the Mountain Turtle Tribe can also do it."
"As long as you are willing, the Vine Tribe can help you become stronger."
"Thank you, Chief Xuan, but I need to discuss this matter with Wu."
Out of caution, Shanjia did not immediately agree to Jiang Xuan's seemingly tempting conditions.
"Of course we need to discuss such a big matter carefully. Anyway, there is no rush at the moment. Come on, let's grill the mushroom kebabs first..."
Jiang Xuan did not force Shanjia to express his position immediately. After all, joining forces to enter the central region still requires a long time of preparation, so there is no rush.
During the next barbecue, the Golin was obviously a little distracted.
Jiang Xuan didn't care and grilled mushroom skewers by himself, just taking the opportunity to improve his skills.