"The exercises have proficiency (

With four little 'divine beasts', Shen Ling returned to the gravel mountain.

This trip did not go beyond what Shen Ling expected...

If something in a legend is easy to find, it shouldn't be called a legend.

It's just that several years have passed.

Still no news of Pangu Axe.

Shen Ling is a little anxious now.

It’s okay to not find the Pangu axe for a while, it’s okay to not be able to find the Pangu axe for a year, and it’s okay to not be able to find the Pangu axe for ten years.

But if he hadn't found the Pangu Axe in a hundred years, how could he wait so calmly?

Even if it takes a hundred years to endure, what if it takes a thousand years?

Shen Ling calculated it carefully.

According to his current cultivation speed, as long as the longevity gong is raised to the ninth level of the Condensation Domain, there is no big problem in living for a thousand years.

But if you need to endure a thousand years of loneliness and experience a thousand years of wind and rain.

Then what will he be like?

Can the original intention still be maintained?

All these questions made Shen Ling feel unusually troubled.

Although he's not irritable now, anxious eyebrows are starting to burn...

In desperation, Shen Ling began to find other things to distract himself.

Among them, teaching the ancient people to practice martial arts and making the four small animals that he kept in captivity gain stronger strength have become the main things Shen Ling does.

Time passed by, this time, Shen Ling traveled again.

In a place like Gourd Valley, he found the trail of a group of people...

A group of ancient people.

"Who?"

Hearing the footsteps, Gumin who was on guard instantly picked up the wooden spear.

A few ancient people next to him saw his appearance and got up at the same time, staring at the place where the footsteps came.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person."

Soon, Shen Ling's figure appeared from the other side of the stone, with relaxed words in his mouth.

"Which tribe are you from?"

After carefully looking at Shen Ling's clothes, whether they were ancient or new, the leading Gumin asked cautiously.

"I'm from the Dijiang tribe."

Looking around, Shen Ling said with a smile, "I want to meet your leader, okay?"

"See the leader?"

The leading Gumin thought for a while, and nodded to the next Gumin.

The ancient man walked towards the inside of the Gourd Valley in an instant, and Shen Ling also stood there quietly and waited for a while.

Soon, a man with a figure not much different from the leader of the Dijiang tribe came over.

The face is also painted with colorful lines.

"People from the Dijiang tribe?"

Seeing Shen Ling, this strong man first looked at Shen Ling from top to bottom, and then asked in a low tone.

"Yes."

Shen Ling nodded.

Although he is not considered to be from the Dijiang tribe, the Dijiang tribe is already very familiar with him. If he borrows his identity, the Dijiang tribe will not mind.

"Do you know who I am?"

Looking at Shen Ling, the strong man asked again.

Shen Ling shook his head gently.

To be honest, he didn't know which tribe this strong man and the ancient people around belonged to. He just wanted to come here and look for clues...

If there is news of Pangu Axe, it would be great.

If not, it is only reasonable.

Just wasting a little time.

"have no idea."

Seeing Shen Ling nodding, the strong man said slowly, "I'm the leader of the Jumang tribe, tell me your purpose."

Shen Ling was not invited in, but he did not attack Shen Ling either.

Shen Ling guessed that the relationship between the Jumang tribe and the Dijiang tribe should be unfamiliar, that is, the kind that is neither close nor hostile.

"Jumang tribe..."

Shen Ling looked at the leader of the Jumang tribe and said, "I want to use a seed that can produce food in exchange for you to do me a favor."

"Food? What is grain?"

The leader of the Jumang tribe asked suspiciously.

Shen Ling said softly: "Food is something that can fill the stomach, so that people don't have to go hungry."

The leader of the Jumang tribe nodded: "Do you want to use this thing for me to do you a favor?"

Shen Ling responded: "Yes."

"What are you busy with?"

Although there are still some doubts about Shen Ling's words, the leader of the Jumang tribe did not directly refuse.

Judging from the twinkling in the eyes of the leader of the Jumang tribe, the leader's personality should be inclined towards that kind of wisdom.

There is a clear difference between the leader of the Dijiang tribe and the leader of the Gonggong tribe.

However, he can be the leader of the tribe.

Who is really stupid?

Shen Ling said with a smile: "I just need you to tell me the news when you get the news about the Pangu Axe."

"Pangu Axe? That thing that appeared in the legend?"

The leader of the Jumang tribe narrowed his eyes. He looked at Shen Ling and asked, "What are you looking for with that thing?"

"I have my reasons." Shen Ling smiled, "Of course, it's harmless to you."

hesitated.

The leader of the Jumang tribe said softly: "If it's just like this, then I can promise you, but how do you prove that the seeds you bring can be eaten?"

"Simple." Shen Ling smiled confidently.

He took wheat seeds from his pocket and dug a hole in the ground with his feet.

Then he sowed the seed into the pit and buried it with his feet.

Finally, the power of longevity is injected into it.

A wheat plant begins to grow.

"This……"

Looking at the wheat that was growing to maturity directly in front of his eyes, a trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Jumang tribe.

"Are you Lord Jumang?"

Lord Jumang?

Hearing this sentence, Shen Ling was stunned for a moment.

He carefully recalled the information about Jumang, but there was no memory in his mind at all.

In addition to knowing that Jumang is one of the twelve ancestor witches.

What does Jumang look like, what ability...

Shen Ling didn't know that at all.

But he was sure that Jumang had far-reaching significance for the Jumang tribe.

After all, the name of this tribe is named after Jumang.

After thinking for a few seconds, Shen Ling shook his head and said, "I am not your Lord Jumang, my name is Shen Ling."

Hearing Shen Ling's denial, the eyes of the leader of the Jumang tribe dimmed a bit...

He rearranged his mentality, then picked up the wheat ear, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while.

"It's really edible."

Looking at Shen Ling, the leader of the Jumang tribe nodded.

Although Shen Ling is not Lord Jumang, the ability of this hand to make plants grow instantly is very similar to the ability of Lord Jumang in the legend.

"These are seeds."

Wheat seeds are planted in the soil, then grow, and then produce seeds.

Over and over again, Shen Ling handed a large amount of seeds to the leader of the Jumang tribe, and the agreement between the two began from this moment.

"Jumang."

When leaving the Jumang tribe, Shen Ling saw a totem engraved with the Jumang tribe.

It was a green body with a human face and a bird body, with two dragons on its feet.

But from this color.

really.

If Jumang in the legendary Twelve Ancestral Witch can control the power of wood, then his current state should be Jumang weakened to the extreme.

He can't grasp the power of the wood system, and he can make plants grow quickly.

It's still a long way from Jumang.

When leaving the Jumang tribe, a question suddenly flashed in Shen Ling's mind.

This world is very small. When he obtained the source of the world 10,000 years later, he had already seen the whole picture of the world.

But there are legends about Pangu opening the sky in this world.

Ten thousand years ago, there were still tribes of twelve ancestor witches.

So how did all this come about?

It cannot always be created out of thin air.

Thinking of the fairy tales and novels he had read, Shen Ling always felt that there should be some connection between them.

Perhaps Pangu here is also a traveler...

Thinking of this, Shen Ling suddenly smiled.

Back at the Crushed Stone Mountain, Shen Ling told the leaders of the other three tribes about the encounter with the Jumang tribe.

The leaders of the other three tribes did not express any opinion on this matter, and after the leader of the Dijiang tribe explained, Shen Ling also knew the reason.

The Jumang tribe is not large and there are not many people.

Their purpose is to live far away from other tribes, and prefer to quietly find an uncontested area, and then live an uncontested life there.

This has led to the fact that the Jumang tribe has no enmity with any tribe.

Don't even care.

forgotten.

Another half a year passed, and the leader of the Gonggong tribe knelt in front of Shen Ling and said respectfully, "Thank you, Lord Tianshen, I have become stronger."

"Ok."

Shen Ling nodded calmly.

Yes.

The leader of the Gonggong tribe became stronger, and even himself became stronger.

If you don’t practice, you don’t know, but when you practice, you will be shocked.

The aura in this world is actually unbalanced. There seems to be a natural formation on the gravel mountain side, which can make the concentration of the spiritual energy twenty times the normal.

This is stronger than the spiritual energy provided by the martial realm...

Shen Ling was also surprised.

Now, the domain of malice that devoured the domain of arrogance is still the third layer of condensed domain.

Shen Ling didn't have the skills to cultivate this thing, and he didn't have the chance to find so many resentful emotions for this domain to swallow.

What he can do is to keep cultivating exercises such as the Longevity Gong.

The current Longevity Gong has reached the fourth level of Condensation Domain.

Even the other exercises are gradually moving towards the realm of the condensed domain.

It's just one step away!

can break through.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger, and even the ancient people with the three tribes are getting stronger and stronger.

But something unexpected happened to Shen Ling...

That is the Zhu Jiuyin tribe, with the people of the Sapis corpse tribe, launched an attack towards the gravel mountain.

When I saw the ancient people all over the mountains and plains, they stared at this place one by one.

There was a strange look at the corner of Shen Ling's mouth.

Although it was learned from the Dijiang tribe that the leaders of the Shebisi tribe and the ancient people were the most powerful group in this area, but...

After so long of cultivation, the three tribes under the gravel mountain have already gone back to the past.

Completely different!

"Who are you going?"

Looking back at the leaders of the three tribes, Shen Ling's voice contained a slight chuckle.

"I come."

The leader of the Dijiang tribe pinched his wrist.

It's actually quite boring to fight with the leader of the Gonggong tribe all the time.

Now that someone is calling at the door, it may be a good thing.

"I go."

Almost half a second behind, the leader of the laborer tribe also spoke.

As for the female leader of the Houtu tribe over there, her face is calm. She is not the kind of character who is good at force, so shutting up at this time is the best choice.

"Why don't you two fight first?"

Looking at the two people who didn't want to step forward, Shen Ling raised his brows slightly.

"Don't dare."

The leader of the Dijiang tribe and the leader of the Gonggong tribe retreated at the same time.

To use force in front of Shen Ling was considered disrespectful to them.

"Go ahead."

After hesitating for a while, the leader of the Gonggong tribe took another step back.

"Row."

Without humility, the leader of the Dijiang tribe moved forward slowly.

"It's you."

Seeing the leader of the Dijiang tribe, the leader of the Shebisi tribe showed a smile on his face.

"It's me." The leader of the Dijiang tribe held a wooden spear with a hint of mockery on his face, "Stop talking nonsense, come up and die."

The leader of the Shabi tribe took a step forward.

The stone hammer in his hand rested on the ground.

majestic.

"Death?"

Hearing the indulgent words of the leader of the Dijiang tribe, the leader of the Shebisi tribe moved forward quickly, then with a strong wave of his right arm, the stone hammer in his hand smashed towards the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

The stone hammer was as violent as it was, but it was too heavy.

After the leader of the Dijiang tribe, whom Shen Ling had specially instructed, he now understood that the battle should not be like it used to be.

He took a few steps back, dodged the sledgehammer of the leader of the Shabish tribe~lightnovelpub.net~, and then stabbed the wooden spear towards the leader of the Shabish tribe.

"Just relying on this thing, want to hurt me?"

The leader of the Shebisi tribe dodged slightly, and then pinched the spear of the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

Just when he looked confident, his abdomen was suddenly attacked.

"Bang!"

No words, no answers.

The leader of the Dijiang tribe punched the leader of the Shebisi tribe with one punch after another.

The leader of the Shebi Shi tribe wanted to fight back, but the stone hammer was too heavy. He didn't have time to lift the hammer, and he was punched several times by the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

A punch-to-meat attack.

The powerful body of the leader of the Dijiang tribe is matched with the open and closed moves of Shangqi Shanquan.

In the end, the leader of the Shabishi tribe could only give up the stone hammer in his hand, and ran to the back in embarrassment.

"help me!"

At this moment, the leader of the Shabishi tribe put down his dignity.

Ask for help from the leader of the Zhu Jiuyin tribe next to you.

"boom……!"

Over there, the leader of the Zhu Jiuyin tribe threw several stones at the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

With great power, these stones hit the ground around the leader of the Dijiang tribe.

There was a series of loud noises.

"interesting."

Looking at the leader of the Zhu Jiuyin Tribe over there, there was a hint of playfulness in Shen Ling's eyes.

Although the battle on the scene looks like a child playing a house, everyone in it is no less powerful than a tiger.

"I'll deal with him."

At this time, the leader of the Gonggong tribe slowly asked Shen Ling for instructions.

"Ok."

Shen Ling nodded.

He doesn't actually care about the outcome of the battle, because he's standing here, the battle can't be lost...

Shen Ling was extremely confident.