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Chapter 203 Set off a golden storm among primitive people

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, or I'll kill her!"

When Wu Ming rushed outside, he happened to see a Nascent Soul cultivator, holding a hostage in his hand, confronting the tribal warriors.

This hostage is not a witch, but the girl who is in charge of delivering the message in front of the witch's door.

Wu just stood outside the cave, watching all this coldly, without speaking from the beginning to the end, his eyes were icy cold.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't force me to kill her!"

The tribal warriors who surrounded them did not dare to move rashly, looked at the expressionless Wu, and automatically left a passage.

The Nascent Soul cultivator took the hostage and retreated cautiously, not noticing the impatient look on Wu's face at all.

"Zheng!"

Before the Nascent Soul cultivator retreated, Wu raised his hand and flicked forward.

A bone needle used to pierce herbs pierced through the space and flew out, piercing the forehead of this Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing the danger approaching, the man lowered his head subconsciously, but the bone needle also turned downward and nailed to the top of the man's head.

The top of the head was nailed with bone needles, and the body of this Nascent Soul cultivator trembled slightly.

Under the gaze of countless people, he was like a balloon whose air had been sucked out, and there was a "sizzling" sound from the top of his head, and all the flesh and blood were sucked out by the bone needle.

Without the support of flesh and blood, only a piece of human skin remained, which fell lightly to the ground.

After absorbing the flesh and blood, the bone needle, which had turned crimson, let out a burst of joyful chirping, and flew back into Wu's hand in an instant.

"Arrange accommodation for these outsiders, and don't let anyone bother me!" Wu waved his hand lightly, dispersed the crowd, and walked towards the cave without looking back.

Wu Ming suddenly seemed to be aware of it, and vaguely saw that Wu Zai glanced at him before leaving, with a little deep meaning in his eyes.

"Instakill Nascent Soul cultivator, is this a warning to me!" Looking at the human skin on the ground, and then at the cave where the witch entered, Wu Ming frowned slightly.

Seeing that Wu had left, the others scattered away one after another, as if what happened just now was just an episode.

Only the soldiers responsible for protecting the tribe looked at everyone with unkind eyes, and a few of them even had cold killing intent.

"Zhuo, take them to the cave and watch them strictly!" Zhuo Ma stepped forward, took the girl in his arms, and ordered to the tribal warrior.

Hearing such an order, the warriors in the tribe, led by Zhuo, raised their weapons one after another.

It was like driving away a flock of sheep, and drove more than a dozen monks into Wu Ming's cave.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Ming stood outside the cave, watching all this with cold eyes.

However, he didn't force himself, which doesn't mean that other people are willing to let him go, but someone said: "Dolma, what about these three people, they are also outsiders!"

Swish.
Countless eyes looked at Wu Ming and the three of them together.

Dolma shook his head slightly, and didn't ask someone to change places for Wu Ming, but said: "The witch ordered us to treat the three of them well. As long as the three of them don't leave the tribe, you don't have to worry about it."

Hearing this, ordinary soldiers bowed their heads one after another. Only the commander named Zhuo had a different opinion: "Zhuo Ma, the soldier's self-consciousness tells me that this person is the most dangerous! For the sake of the safety of the tribe, I ask the soldiers to Stay at their cave entrance, and no longer give these people the right to leave the cave entrance!"

"Zhuo, are you doubting Wu's order, or am I not clear enough?" Zhuo Ma looked young, but facing a leader like Zhuo, she felt faintly superior.

Zhuo opened his mouth to say something, but finally lowered his head without saying a word, and said in a deep voice, "I understand!"

After saying this, Zhuo E turned his head fiercely and met Wu Ming's gaze.

Looking at each other, Wu Ming smiled slightly, and entered the cave with his hands behind his back, not caring about the other party's gaze at all.

Entering the cave, more than a dozen monks who were brought up all looked up.

Wu Ming glanced around for a week, sat next to the disciples of Wentian Pavilion, and whispered: "How did you get arrested? What happened before?"

"Among the countless passages, some are dead ends, and some are full of traps. We killed and injured many people before rushing out of the passage, and many of them got separated. A dozen of us finally got together, and ended up in the woods I met these people, and I was brought here after I lost the battle!" The disciple of Wentian Pavilion was Zhao Hu, who was at the fifth level of Nascent Soul, and the person who injured him was Zhuo.

Zhao Hu knew very little, and not much of value, and all he talked about was the course of that battle.

According to Zhao Hu, these primitive warriors can be called copper-skinned and iron-skinned.

The effect of flying swords on these people is greatly reduced, just like fighting with physical training, it is best to keep a distance.

Wu Ming listened for a while, then took out Zhao Hu's family property, and then said: "This tribe is called Huiyan, and it is just one of the tribes of primitive people. The most powerful is that witch. I doubt the strength of this witch, at least It is equivalent to a monk in the out-of-body period, and it is not an ordinary out-of-body period. As for this secret realm, it should belong to the three-eyed family, but what kind of secret realm it is, this is not yet known!"

There are many types of secret realms, and the degree of danger is not the same.

Under normal circumstances, inheritance secret realms and resource-type secret realms have the least danger.

The cave-type secret realm and the mausoleum-type secret realm are the most dangerous, especially the latter, which has the title of lore.

"Don't be impatient these few days. I want to stay in this tribe and get some news from that witch. After I get the news, if the support from the sect hasn't arrived, I will take you away first. You can Don't worry." Wu Ming said a few words of relief, and then stopped talking.

Hearing such a statement, the others did not express anything, only Zhao Hu showed a bit of solemnity.

Wu Ming stayed in Wentian Pavilion in the lower realm for a total of three months, and his identity has always been a mystery.

Zhao Hu only knew that Wu Ming's status in Wentian Pavilion was very high, so high that the Yuanying cultivator didn't know the details, as if he jumped out of a stone.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, during which everything was calm.

Wu Ming has not shown up these days, and Wu Ming went to look for it several times, but Zhuo Ma stopped him outside the cave.

In desperation, he also inquired about the group of stone statues of the Three-eyed tribe with other people in the tribe.It's a pity that even Zhuoma, who has a high status, doesn't know much about the group of stone statues of the Three-Eyed Clan. He just said that it is very dangerous there, and the witch never lets everyone go there.

"Everyone come out quickly, someone from the Rock Tribe has come to trade, everyone come out quickly!"

During this day, the entire Huiyan tribe was boiling, and countless primitive people were running around telling each other.

Wu Ming walked out of the cave and looked out, and found that everyone was preparing animal skins, animal bones, and herbs, and many people had joyful expressions on their faces.

"Dolma, what are you trading here, can I participate?" Wu Ming found Zhuoma and put forward his request.

Dolma stroked the grass ring in his hand, pointed at the things everyone took out, and said, "Anything can be exchanged, even if it's just a stone, as long as someone is willing to exchange it with you, you can trade with him."

The transaction of primitive people is very simple, it is completely barter, and once you promise, you cannot go back on your word.

In this period, there are only the simplest rules for trading, and nothing is completely equivalent.Even if you take out a rotten piece of wood and get the other person's love, you can get what you want in exchange. The concept of value is very vague, and sensibility is greater than rationality.

Wu Ming followed the people from the Huiyan tribe, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, there were already more than a dozen people from the Rock tribe, who had placed the things they wanted to trade.

Fruits, medicinal materials, bone weapons, unknown feathers, some clothes made of animal skins, and some primitive and ugly pottery.

"This medicinal material!" Wu Ming stopped in front of a person trading medicinal materials.

Because in front of this person, there are many small fruits similar to cherries, which look the same as the fruits that Chen Yuxin ate to increase his cultivation.

"How do you trade this?" Wu Ming pointed to more than thirty fruits and asked this person.

"A fruit, a complete animal skin, warriors with less than three bloodstains, eating it can increase their strength!"

Cultivators who eat this kind of fruit can increase mana. Primitive people don't have mana, what they gain is strength.

Wu Ming was a little moved, although with his Golden Core stage cultivation, eating these fruits didn't have the effect of increasing one level of cultivation like Chen Yuxin's.

But eating one can also increase a lot of mana, and the combined effect of ten can almost increase his cultivation base by one layer.

"56 fruits can almost allow me to reach the sixth level of the golden core, and I have eaten a few before, and the seventh level is also possible. No wonder, there are not many primitive people, but there are not many masters. A few In the gray rock tribe with thousands of people, there are several masters who are equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, it seems that the problem lies here!"

Looking at the fruit in front of him, Wu Ming suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said, "I don't have animal skins, can you see this?"

Stretching out his hand, a gorgeous gold necklace appeared in front of everyone.

The primitive man who sold medicinal materials looked at the necklace suspiciously, not knowing what it was for.

Wu Ming smiled lightly, put the necklace on the man's side, and the woman who followed said, "Pretty, good-looking!"

"Beautiful?" The primitive man was a little dazed, not knowing what it meant to be beautiful.

However, the primitive man who sold things didn't understand, but the woman liked it more and more, and couldn't help rubbing her hands constantly.

"Trade." Seeing that his wife liked it, the primitive man who sold things simply pushed out the medicinal materials.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming smiled and knew what he should do.

The value of beautiful things will be very vague, especially in the era of ignorance and wildness, when the transaction itself has no positioning.

You know, when the British entered North America for the first time, they exchanged a glass bead for ten ivory from the Indians.In terms of value, this is definitely not an equivalent exchange, but everyone is happy with the result, and everyone thinks they have taken advantage of it.

"What an ignorant era, I like it!" Wu Ming received all the fruits together, and the golden storm officially descended.

(End of this chapter)