It was June 16th, the ninth year since the establishment of the Vine Tribe.
In the northern part of the Southern Wasteland, next to the large swamp, there is the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Rumble..."
"Crack!"
In the sky, there were dark clouds and thunder and lightning.
In an instant, there was a strong wind and heavy rain. The branches, grass and leaves on the ground were washed to pieces. Dust mixed with rainwater flowed to the ground, and then gathered together and flowed to low-lying areas.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
The raindrops fell on the water of the swamp, first making ripples in circles, and then the entire water surface rippled as if it were boiling, and the water droplets splashed in all directions, making it a vast expanse of white.
The leader of the mountain beetle was sitting under a big tree on the edge of the swamp, looking blankly at the water. Even though his body was wet from the rain, he didn't feel anything.
Beside him, a huge mountain turtle lay on the ground, quietly accompanying him to watch the swamp in the rain.
The mountain turtle stared at the large swamp for a long time, and then looked around for a week. Finally, his eyes fell on the shell of the big mountain turtle, and he gently stroked it with his hand.
“I’ve lived here for so many years and suddenly I’m about to leave. I really can’t bear to leave.”
The big mountain turtle nodded slightly, his eyes also showing reluctance.
Shanjia continued: "But there is no other way. The central part is the most suitable place for our Shangui tribe to survive, and it is also our ancestral land. It was just that we didn't have the chance before. Now that we have the opportunity, we must try it."
"What's more... the remains of the Old Turtle God are still being humiliated by the Red Ant Tribe. We must welcome the remains of the Old Turtle God back."
Having said this, Shanjia's eyes became very firm, because this was related to the survival and honor of the Shanjia tribe and could never be shaken.
"Hey..."
At this moment, a giant purple eagle flew from a distance, and even heavy rain could not stop it from moving forward.
After a while, the giant purple eagle landed outside the Mountain Turtle Tribe. A young man holding a bronze war spear and wearing leather armor jumped off the back of the giant eagle and walked forward through the rain.
The mountain beetle perked up and immediately stood up to greet him.
"Chief Xuan, why are you here in such heavy rain? Come to my house quickly to take shelter from the rain."
Jiang Xuan wiped the rain off his face and said nonchalantly: "It suddenly rained when we were halfway through the flight. It's just a little rain. It doesn't matter."
Although he said this, Jiang Xuan still followed Shanjia into the Shangui tribe and walked into Shanjia's house.
Shanjia's house is no longer the original log cabin, but a mud-brick house specially built by people from the Vine tribe. It not only looks grand, but is also countless times more comfortable than the previous wooden house.
In the house, more than a dozen of Goblin's children were running around, while several women were busy with various household chores.
After Shan Jia and Jiang Xuan came in, Shan Jia waved the women to take their children out of the hall, then invited Jiang Xuan to sit by the fire pit, and took out some food to entertain Jiang Xuan.
Shanjia personally took out some fresh mushrooms and fresh venison, and said with a smile as he cut it: "Chief Xuan hasn't come to my place for dinner for a long time. The soldiers picked some mushrooms this morning and just grilled some mushroom skewers.
You try it."
Jiang Xuan also had a smile on his face, because it was his first time to visit the Shanjia tribe, and Shanjia treated him to mushroom kebabs. The wonderful taste was still fresh in his memory.
"I would like to come to your place to eat often, but there are too many things going on inside and outside the Teng tribe, and I really can't get away."
Jiang Xuan's tone was quite helpless. The bigger the tribe, the greater the responsibility of his leader. It was not easy to have a few days of leisure.
The two of them were chatting, and the mountain goat slowly cut the mushrooms and animal meat, then threaded them into skewers, smeared them with some precious animal fat and salt, and grilled them on the fire pit.
"Zizzizi..."
Under the influence of high temperature, the oil gradually melts into a liquid state, soaking the cut mushrooms and animal meat. The color of the mushroom meat skewers changes from light to dark, and the aroma gradually begins to spread.
While flipping the mushroom meat skewers, Shanjia asked, "Chief Xuan, has the date been set for the trip to the central part?"
Jiang Xuandao: "I came here today to inform you that in three days, the first batch of warriors from the Vine Tribe will take a boat to the central part of the Southern Wilderness. The Frog Tribe will also send some warriors and giant frogs to accompany them. Your Mountain Turtle Tribe will
How are you preparing?"
When Shanjia heard these words, he was shocked, straightened his back and said: "Don't worry, Chief Xuan, our Shangui tribe has been prepared for a long time. In three days, we will dispatch one-third of our warriors on time."
Head to the center with the Giant Turtle and the Vine Tribe and Frog Tribe!"
The first group directly sent one-third of the soldiers to the central area where the situation was unknown. It was a big gamble. The mountain armor's hands were trembling slightly with excitement.
Jiang Xuandao: "Okay! It's settled then. Three days later, the warriors from the Vine Tribe, Mountain Turtle Tribe and Frog Tribe will set out together to strive to gain a foothold in the central region as soon as possible!"
Next, the two discussed some specific details, including material supply, the location of the center, and the departure time of follow-up personnel.
After the discussion, the mushroom skewers were completely cooked, and the whole room was filled with aroma, which made people salivate and whet their appetite.
Shanjia picked up a bunch of mushroom meat skewers and handed it to Jiang Xuan first: "Leader Xuan, please."
Jiang Xuan was not polite. While savoring the wonderful taste of the fusion of mushrooms and animal meat, he praised the Goblin's craftsmanship for its improvement without hesitation.
Shanjia laughed loudly, and while eating skewers with Jiang Xuan, they talked about the richness of the central part of the Southern Wilderness, and imagined their future life after settling in the central part.
The summer rain comes and goes quickly. Before you know it, the rain gradually stops, the dark clouds disperse, and the sunshine shines on the earth again.
After finishing the mushroom skewers and talking about the matter, Jiang Xuan declined Shanjia's enthusiasm to stay overnight and left.
Outside the Shangui Tribe, Jiang Xuan climbed on the back of the huge glutinous rice dumpling, turned back to Shanjia and said: "Leader Shanjia, in three days, the Teng Tribe will be waiting for the warriors of the Shangui Tribe to arrive!"
Shanjia patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Chief Xuan, the warriors from our tribe will definitely arrive on time!"
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Jiang Xuan patted the feathers of the giant purple eagle, and the dumpling made a low sound, then flapped its wings and rose into the sky, like a purple cloud, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
After watching Zi Diao and Jiang Xuan leave, Shan Jia immediately found the shaman of the Shan Gui Tribe, and discussed with the shaman the candidates for the warriors to be sent to the central part of the Southern Wilderness, as well as the transportation of various materials.
In the afternoon of that day, the entire mountain turtle tribe was mobilized and actively prepared food, clothing, weapons, medicine and other things. The selected warriors and giant turtles were even more excited.
Early the next morning, in the small lake in the center of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, the Turtle God, who had broken through into a medium-sized tribal totem god, suddenly rode the water waves and flew into the sky.
The huge mountain-like turtle god did not stay over the tribe, but flew straight to the mushroom forest. The terrifying divine power fluctuated and was released without any concealment.
In the mushroom forest, the colorful mushrooms that were meditating sensed the arrival of the Turtle God. They were shocked and immediately activated their divine power. Their size grew to hundreds of meters in vain. The huge umbrella cover covered half of the mushroom forest, blooming with seven-color divine light.
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However, after all, the Colorful Mushroom became a god not long ago. He is just a small god. Even if his size becomes very large, it is just bluffing. His combat power is not on the same level as the Turtle God.
The colorful mushroom carefully asked the turtle god in the sky: "I wonder why the turtle god came suddenly?"
The Turtle God said: "Mushroom, I won't talk nonsense to you. Before winter, our Mountain Turtle Tribe will leave the Great Swamp and head to the central part of the Southern Wilderness. After the Mountain Turtle Tribe leaves, how big do you and your mushroom forest want to expand?
Just expand as much as you want, and no one will bother you anymore."
When Colorful Mushroom heard that the Mountain Turtle Tribe was leaving, it suddenly felt secretly happy. Because it was not strong enough, it had endured the Mountain Turtle Tribe for a long time. If possible, who would be willing to give their own kind and descendants to others as food?
Colorful Mushroom said hypocritically: "The Mushroom Forest and the Mountain Turtle Tribe have lived in harmony for so long, and I'm really reluctant to leave you suddenly."
Turtle God said with a half-smile: "Mushroom, since you can't bear to part with us, why not come with us to the central part? We can still be neighbors in the future."
Colorful Mushroom suddenly said in embarrassment: "Mushroom is weak in strength and can't walk the original path, so... I won't go with you..."
Turtle God stopped talking nonsense and said straightforwardly: "The purpose of my coming to you this time is to borrow half of your divine power to improve the strength of the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe. You see, you took the initiative to give it to me.
Or should I get it myself?"
"What? Half the power?"
When Colorful Mushroom heard what Turtle God said, he was immediately frightened, and then immediately refused: "No, no, absolutely not. When I passed through the tribulation, I already gave you a big gift. I'm still very weak now, so I really can't give it to you.
"
When Turtle God heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and his eyes became sharp: "Mushroom, do you think I am discussing with you? You have to give it to me today, and you have to give it to me if you don't want to!"
"Buzz!"
The Turtle God became angry, and the terrifying divine light quickly condensed into a huge light-like turtle shell, shrouding the sky above the entire mushroom forest.
In an instant, all the mushrooms in the mushroom forest trembled instinctively, and some even withered. All nearby animals did not even dare to escape. They lay trembling on the ground or hid in holes, as if facing the end.
The Turtle God stared at the colorful mushrooms angrily, and his voice sounded like thunder: "I ask again, will you give me this half of the divine power or not?"
"I……"
After the Turtle God became angry, his terrifying divine power was like a huge ocean wave, making Colorful Mushrooms truly feel the terror of this old turtle, and even speaking became difficult.
It has no doubt that if it were not inherently poisonous and made the Turtle God afraid, the Turtle God would definitely swallow it in one gulp and not talk so much nonsense.
After recognizing the strength gap between the two sides, Colorful Mushroom could no longer say no. It understood that if the Turtle God really wanted to kill it at all costs, even if it could inject some poison into the Turtle God, it would never survive.
After weighing the pros and cons, in desperation, Colorful Mushroom had no choice but to bow to the Turtle God: "I...I will give..."
Then, the colorful mushroom was so painful that it gathered half of its divine power together, then turned into a transparent small colorful mushroom and sent it into the air.
The Turtle God first took a lick to confirm that the colorful little mushroom was non-toxic, then swallowed it in one gulp and snorted: "I wish I had done this earlier, you have to let me do it."
Then, the Turtle God put away his magical powers and walked away on the water waves, leaving only the colorful mushroom, whose power had been greatly damaged, sobbing in humiliation and daring to speak out.