Chapter 67 The Problem of the Yan Tribe

The sun rose slowly, and the figures in the distance finally appeared. They were holding stone spears, but they had no bows and arrows.

At that time, the fourth generation of witches strictly guarded the craftsmanship of bows and arrows, and did not pass it on.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo..."

The warrior on the opposite side asked: It's dawn, can we go to the Yan Tribe?

The warrior of the Fire Tribe looked at his own totem, tightened the bow and arrow in his hand, and opened his mouth to refuse.

Before he could say anything, the little turtle had stretched out his claws and crawled forward slowly.

He received the order from the Fifth Xuan to follow the other party to visit their tribe.

It was indeed a bit bold and presumptuous for the Fifth Xuan to dare to do this, but he was not impulsive.

First of all, he made the totem stone of the Yan tribe, and his power is the same as that of the Fire tribe. His power is similar to theirs, so there is no reason for them to hurt each other. This is the first

point. The Yan tribe did not attack all night, and after the Fire tribe warriors refused, they still waited patiently without using force, which proves that they have a bottom line in their behavior. This is the second point.

Finally, one warrior cannot protect him, and the totem fire can only protect him for a while. If the opponent attacks, he can only let the little turtle drag himself into the sea.

Instead of escaping to the sea, it is better to meet the opponent and see what they mean.

The little turtle moved forward, and the person on the opposite side showed surprise on his face, but this surprise was only a flash, and it seemed that they had been monitored for a long time.

"No wonder I always felt like I was being spied on in the past few days. It seems like it wasn't an illusion."

After being silent for a long time at the bottom of the sea, his reaction inevitably became slower and he thought less. He still had to slowly adapt.

The little turtle moved forward step by step, very slowly. He looked like a real turtle, but in fact, he was just pulling the roots of plants on the ground from time to time.

This guy is definitely a foodie. His first reaction when he sees something is to eat a bite. Who knows if he will eat something poisonous and die of poisoning.

It was more than a month later when they slowly came to the river. The warriors of the Fire Tribe were fine. They just guarded every day. The warriors of the Flame Tribe were very impatient. If it weren't for the pressure from their leader, someone might have taken action.

Diwu Xuan turned a blind eye to all this, and did not urge the little turtle. He just looked at the people of the Flame Tribe.

They looked much more muscular than the people of the Fire Tribe. The world has changed so much. This time, he found that the people of the Fire Tribe were slimmer. Although they were still far from the people in the previous life, they were no longer as muscular as before.

Perhaps it was because of the long-term migration that their bodies naturally adapted to walking, or there were some other reasons that Diwu Xuan could not guess.

After camping by the river, Diwu Xuan finally saw the witch of the Yan Tribe. This was an old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties.

He thought that Diwu Xuan was walking too slowly, so he hurried over. As a result, he saw Diwu Xuan being carried by the little turtle, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Diwu Xuan had long been accustomed to such looks. You know, the first time the people of the Fire Tribe saw him after going to sea, they almost shot the little turtle to death.

"Woo... woo?"

The witch of the Yan tribe came forward slowly, tears in his eyes and slurred speech.

He was a descendant of the people of the Fire tribe who merged into the Yan tribe. When he saw Diwu Xuan, he felt a lot of emotions.

The first generation of witches of the Yan tribe did not have a high status in the Yan tribe, and were even somewhat unwelcome. Only slowly did they gain attention.

He had selfish motives. In order to take good care of the people of the Fire tribe who merged into the Yan tribe, he chose witches from the descendants of the Fire tribe.

When choosing the next witch, there is a lot of subjective initiative. As long as the mental strength can meet the standards, they can be chosen. Because of selfishness, the witch of the Yan tribe has always been in the hands of those people of the Fire tribe who merged in later.

Correspondingly, the leader of the Yan tribe has always been the purebred people of the Yan tribe as the first choice, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

The entire Yan Tribe is vaguely divided into two camps. The fighting power and governance power are mainly in the hands of the Yan Tribe leader, but the faith is always in the hands of the Fire Tribe people who merged into the Yan Tribe.

The past of the Fire Tribe has also been circulated in the Yan Tribe, so they are not unfamiliar with Diwu Xuan, and even feel somewhat close to him.

Diwu Xuan instinctively wanted to radiate the power of the totem and tried to communicate with the witch, but suddenly found that he was too far away from the previous totem fire and could not use the totem power.

So, he could only silently stare at the octogenarian in front of him, watching him trembling and walking in front of him.

He slowly bent down, as if he was about to kneel down, and then suddenly stopped, waited for a long time, and stood up again, just bowed slightly.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

He said: Ask for the Fire Tribe Totem and enter the Yan Tribe.

The little turtle looked at the old man in confusion. He was puzzled by the old man who was crying and kneeling. He didn't understand the tribal language and didn't understand what the visitor said.

"Let's go to the Yan Tribe."

Diwu Xuan spoke in the totem and said to the little turtle.

"Plop..."

The little turtle crawled forward a few steps, then jumped into the river, swam to the other side, and ignored the raft prepared by the Yan Tribe.

When the Yan Tribe people and the Fire Tribe warriors came to the other side on the raft, the water drops on the little turtle and Diwu Xuan had dried up. In the water, the little turtle was very fast.

Everyone started to hurry again. The Yan Tribe's station was in a further north direction.

Ten days later, accompanied by the witch of the Yan tribe, Diwu Xuan arrived at the Yan tribe's residence.

This is a mountain forest. The Yan tribe lives on the mountain. The mountain road is full of stone houses of different sizes. Generally speaking, the higher you go, the larger the stone houses are.

The little turtle climbed slowly, and was very curious about the environment where humans live. From time to time, he entered the stone house to take a look. Because he was accompanied by the witch of the Yan tribe, no one stopped him.

The stone house at the foot of the mountain was very simply decorated, with animal skins spread on the ground as beds, and raw meat and berries placed in large stone bowls, which was almost all of a home.

The families halfway up the mountain would be better, with some flints in the corners of the wall and semi-finished stone knives.

Arriving at the top of the mountain, the little turtle was turned away for the first time.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo..."

The witch of the Yan tribe explained: This is the house of the leader of the Yan tribe, and you are not allowed to enter.

Diwu Xuan looked at the largest house on the top of the mountain, and he already understood the status of the witch of the Yan tribe in the Yan tribe.

"Witches are born with irreplaceable and supreme power, but in the Yan tribe, it doesn't seem to be like this."

Diwu Xuan thought in his heart, but he didn't think it was so strange.

As human beings develop, power struggles will arise sooner or later. There seems to be a clear division of power between witches and leaders, but this is all based on harmony.

Once a power struggle occurs, witches without real power are mostly unable to defeat the leader. Of course, this is also related to personal ability.

"I don't know why the little football asked me to come here. Haha, the little guy is not going to devour me."

The Fifth Xuan speculated maliciously, looking towards the highest mountain peak, where the circular totem stone of the Yan tribe was located.