Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Those who encountered the Banshi tribe and who had given the Lu tribe an exhilarating talk were much quieter.

Shao Xuan only said goodbye to the Lu tribe's convoys, where they were headed away from the monstrous mountains and Shao Xuan was headed that way.

“It's not far from the Banshi tribe, you can follow us a little further.” Iwabuki suggested.

“No, you don't have to worry.” Shao Xuan pointed to the sky above his finger.

After seeing the eagle hovering in the sky, Shao Xuan remembered that Shao Xuan could indeed use the eagle. After all, they had not heard that the Banshi tribe had domesticated eagles, so the sky should be safer.

“No matter how careful you are with the Banshi tribe.” Rock Hawk Road.

“Okay, thanks. Oh, yeah!” Shao Xuan pulled out a stone card, the one the witch gave him, with a totem of the Flaming Horn tribe.

"This is the totem of our tribe," Shao Xuan said, showing it to those on the Lu tribe car. Perhaps a lot of people don't know it now, but I'm sure we'll all remember it soon. ”

The people in the car looked at the totem on the stone and didn't notice Shao Xuan saying, "Everyone can ‘remember’". This totem is sure that they have not seen it or heard of it, but to show friendship, and for Shao Xuan's sake, they still looked at it a few more times, thinking that they will probably never see it again.

Noting the faces of the people in the car, Shao Xuan did not say much, just laughed, then put away the stone cards, bid farewell to the people of the Lu tribe convoy, make a gesture into the air, jump on the eagle's back after landing.

“Goodbye! ”

Waving at the rock pigeons and others, Shao Xuan patted the chirping bird's head gently, “Go! ”

The person in the car retracted his sight as he watched as the sky grew farther away.

“Will you ever see Shao Xuan again?” Someone asked.

“I think the people of any Flaming Horn tribe should be good, at least much better than those of the Banshi tribe. If the Flaming Horn tribe is not too far away, you can go to their tribe for a walk, unfortunately...”

A few people were talking about Shao Xuan and the Flaming Cape tribe, and after a while, when they found out that the rock dove had been silent, they asked: "Rock dove, tell me what you think. ”

Iwabuki looked back at the other people in the car and said, "My thoughts?” Raised his fingers to point to the direction of the flying, Hawkeye, "don't you think, that direction is wrong? ”

“Which way? Ah!!"

I just went to think about Shao Xuanti's “Flaming Horn Tribe” and their tribe's totem a few times, and now I think about it, and I realize that the direction of the flying is exactly the direction of the Banshi Tribe and the Wesen Mountain Forest.

“How did he get there? ”

“Is that the wrong direction? ”

“... will you see the boy again?” Some people are worried.

The Wesen Mountain Forest is the only vast perilous area directly bordering the central region, the other direction, out of the central area, then out, the marginal area, will be distributed among many small tribes, only this side, is the recognized perilous place. Even the Masons rarely go in. Everyone who enters that mountain forest is basically walking with people and forming groups. Even so, many people will still die in the mountain forest. Nobody wants to live there.

It was said that the Wesen Mountain Forest was a little far from here, but later expanded towards the centre.

“Alas!” Rock toad sighed, shook his head and stopped talking.

On the other side, Shao Xuan sat on his chirping back and looked down at the ground.

He saw the team of the Banshi tribe he had met before, and after crossing the team, he flew again for a while and saw the habitat of the Banshi tribe.

The style of the Masonry is more primitive and barbaric than that of the previous reckless and underprivileged tribes, but these people love to decorate and the house is full of bone or stone decorations. There are a lot of people in the tribe, and they circle some livestock, but it doesn't look like farming, it's more like grabbing from elsewhere, and then raising it in circles, not expecting much, just keeping it temporarily, killing it whenever you want. And winter, it seems, is almost here.

I just don't know if it's going to snow this winter. Shao Xuan thought.

I don't know what happened to the Banshi tribe, there are a lot of teams running around, like looking for something.

Shao Xuan had no intention of communicating with them for the time being, and all he wanted to do now was go and see where the Flaming Horn tribe had come from, as he called it in his old mouth.

The flame of totem in my mind has begun to flinch. The closer I get to it, the more intense the flicker, the more active it is, as if something is attracting over there.

Though 10,000 stone tribes do not domesticate flying animals, flying from above the tribe at low altitudes is bound to be heavily attacked. From the high sky, flying over the 10,000 stone tribe, while flying, pulled some excrement, screamed, the sound sounded pleasant.

Below, a team of Banshi tribes running to find people heard the eagle above, looked up, held bows and arrows and spears and other defenses. Sometimes there are birds running out of the mountains and grabbing their food, and sometimes people, so when they hear the eagle, they look at the eagle at height with vigilance. Just wait for the eagle to fly low and attack.

But after a while, instead of waiting for the eagle to lower its flight, it waited for some bird shit. On the head, in the house, in the circle of beasts surrounding food, bird shit falls. Those who can't escape, wipe the bird shit on their heads, yell at them, but they can't hurt the starting figurines.

Animals in the circle were disturbed by this bird shit, running around, afraid that eagles in the sky would take them away, and in their vague memories, it seemed that their kind had been caught by birds descending from the sky. Driven by a sense of crisis, these animals that are circled and not well cared for are agitated. The more intense the action of hitting the fence, the more unable to hit the fence, the other animals next to them, many of them are not the same anyway.

A mutilated sheep was run in circles by a cow, screaming as he ran; an old cow who was eating grass was kicked in the leg by the horse behind him and fell directly into the grass pile, climbing up and fighting the horse.

The riots in the Beast Circle forced people from the 10,000 stone tribes outside to draw their hands to suppress it.

He didn't even know that the bird shit he pulled along the road caused a riot in the Banshi tribe, and then flew Shao Xuan in the direction Shao Xuan pointed out.

The mountain forest in front makes it feel more comfortable than where humans are active.

Flying into the mountain forest, the human tribe's chaos has disappeared at all.

There are also more birds in the sky.

Shao Xuan on the back of the chirp, the flexibility of the chirp will be restricted, and Shao Xuan's strength will not be used, so he asked the chirp to put him down and dive in the mountain forest, while taking a good look at this strange but familiar area.

The human civilization that we've seen before is gradually moving away, and here, everything is back to its primordial state.

No houses, no convoys, no sophisticated clothes, the brutal rules of nature, again.

Shao Xuan stood on a tall tree and looked at the mountain forest in front of him and took a deep breath. Just a breath, he can smell the risk factors of anxiety from the air, but not a little timid, instead, a long-running sense of excitement grows stronger.

Walking through the forest from the trees does not require a transitional period, almost at the first step into this mountain forest, Shao Xuan has adjusted his optimal state.

It must be hard to believe that Shao Xuan is now seen by the two men of the reckless tribe's ploy and the Ogata of the under-eight tribe. After all, what impresses them is Shao Xuan's uncovered savage and violent style, but now it is completely different.

Quickly and covertly, such as those who are good at raids, are cunning and dangerous. Without a hint of excess exposure, it's as if it's already blended into this mountain forest.

There are many beasts and beasts in the mountain forest. On several occasions, Shao Xuan has rubbed his shoulders with those beasts. Here, he has only one person, and when there is no prey, he does not want to provoke the fierce predators. He has to save his strength to find a target.

Every stretch of power, used in the right place, to survive in the mountains and forests, has to be done with the least amount of effort to get the best results, and the rest stays alive.

A vine crept close to Shao Xuan from the rear, even the friction sound of the ravine was slightly unheard. A thing like a flower crest at the top of the vine crept, as it approached Shao Xuan, suddenly opened, like a big mouth with pointed teeth biting over Shao Xuan's leg.

The knife shadow flashed, the “big mouth” at the top of the vine was cut off, and some inky green juice flowed out of the vine's incision, then quickly retracted.

Shao Xuan didn't look more at the vine, such plants have seen many before in the hunting grounds.

Almost there.

Shao Xuan has already felt the excitement of the totem flame in his mind.

A boulder attracted Shao Xuan's attention.

The boulder stood there, seemingly uncoordinated with the surrounding environment, and covered with thick moss and all kinds of rotten leaves, if not carefully, it could not be seen as a stone.

After searching around the next area, no dangerous objects were found. Shao Xuan approached carefully and scraped the thick moss with a stone knife. Where it was exposed, there were some deep dents on the surface of the stone.

A large moss was scraped off and simply cleaned to give a clearer view of the dents on the stone.

The surface of the boulder, engraved with some paintings, flame diagonal lines with a very flaming corner style, and some text.

Probably for some reason, some parts of the stone were worn, many dents could no longer be connected, only the two largest words could be seen as "flaming horns”, while the others, smaller ones, were difficult to recognize.

“Flaming Horn", removing these thick mosses and debris, finally sees the sun again.

Like the rock paintings of the undereight tribes, these boulders also act as a boundary marker, telling everyone who comes here that this is the site of the Flaming Horn tribe.

After removing the boulder, Shao Xuan discovered several more boulders of different sizes and wear, some as if they had been cut off from the waist, while others were mostly buried underground.

The roots of the Flaming Horn tribe are still here, Old Tin said.

Before coming, Shao Xuan didn't know and couldn't feel it, but now, stepping into this area, Shao Xuan felt that there was a kind of attraction that attracted him to the past.

It was the first time Shao Xuan came here, but it gave Shao Xuan an indescribable familiarity. Shao Xuan understood that this was the reason for the spark and totem.

Following that appeal, Shao Xuan quickly approached that side, and in the process, Shao Xuan also discovered a phenomenon.

It seems that the closer we get to the center, the less beasts we see.

Perhaps, as Lao Xiao said, the root of the flaming horn is still there, so, just as the spark deters the beast and the fierce beast, here, it has a certain effect, but it's just not as obvious as the spark.

Shao Xuan moved forward a little faster without further Wesen interference.

The further that way, the more traces of tribal survival Shao Xuan can find.

Like houses, like tall stone columns, etc.

Because the past years have been too long, some of them have lost their original shape, combined with changes in the status quo, causing more damage.

No one, the beast is rarely close, and here, it's almost covered by all kinds of plants, but compared to the growing state of those plants in the mountain forest, here, it's a little better, it's not too busy, at least it won't let the plants completely cover it up.

The collapsed house had long since become a habitat for plants and microbes, and Shao Xuan had to scrape off a layer in order to see the true signs below. Wooden things, long decayed, left behind, only some stone, some place, can dig up some ceramic wreckage.

Shao Xuan walked to this place and stopped scratching, just looking at this area where no one has lived for nearly a thousand years.

Some of the stone houses collapsed on the ground, while others were half on the ground, half in the water, and a stream flowed over the edge, washing away those rocks that looked like tiles.

Without a tall tree cover, that tall, thick pillar would stand out.

However, the stone pillar has been wrapped around the green vine. Shao Xuan took some effort to tear down all the vines and had to be careful not to break the stone pillar.

The vines were torn down and the inscriptions on the pillars were revealed, and the pattern on this pillar had to be preserved better and clearer than the boulder-like boulders previously seen.

Flame diagonal pattern, some written notes, and paintings that Shao Xuan didn't understand.

Is this for the day? Or sacrifice?

It's probably sunflower, right? Shao Xuanxin thought that sacrifice is generally near the fire pond, and the place where the fire pond is located should be the place Shao Xuan is looking for.

As the sun gradually sets, the rest of the sun shines over the remnants, adding a hint of historical coolness.

Shao Xuan stood on that tall stone column and gazed at the distance beneath that reddish sky were the undulating mountains and woodlands.

No matter how brilliant it used to be, now it's just the remnants of a weedy bush.

After a long sigh, Shao Xuan descended from the stone column and walked to a place.

There's nothing special about it, it's just a little flat, and there's some plants up there that aren't very tall, and the little flowers at the star dots are scattered around.

Walk around there and come to the center to stop. Shao Xuan squatted down and put his hands on the floor.

He feels, below this, there seems to be something beating, flowing.