Chapter 280 Departure to the Thunder Tribe
The old priest watched the old turtle walk away helplessly and sighed secretly.
He coughed awkwardly a few times and said, "Don't mind it, that guy is just like that."
"It's okay." Heishan showed a very reluctant smile, indicating that he didn't care.
The group was embarrassed and was led by the old priest to an open space where some knee-high stones stood upright. He sat down first.
After Heishan and the other two sat down, in order to ease the embarrassment, the old priest smiled and said, "Recently, our tribe has produced a lot of snowflake salt. Do you want it?"
"Oh?" Heishan's eyes lit up slightly, and the previous unhappiness was instantly thrown behind his mind.
"If it's possible, of course we want it. The porcelain in your tribe is not bad!" He smiled.
The old priest nodded and gave an order to the tribesmen, asking them to get the porcelain and snowflake salt.
When the tribesmen brought the things up, Heishan and the other two saw that the things were of good quality, and immediately turned into rich people and asked for a large batch.
One hundred pieces of porcelain and two hundred small bowls of salt.
The equivalent of three thousand first-level faith crystals!
Of course, the old priest did not take the first-level ones, but exchanged them all for second-level faith crystals, a total of three hundred!
Heishan was in a good mood after trading for good things, and completely forgot what happened just now. He smiled and said, "I wonder if the God-given plants that your tribe showed us last time are still available?"
The old priest shook his head, "We still have to wait a long time, the God-given plants have not yet matured."
"Well." Heishan sighed regretfully, "I hope we will have better luck next time we come, and we can trade for the God-given plants of your tribe."
"Of course, of course." The old priest looked smiling.
After completing the transaction, Heishan chose to talk about business, and said tactfully, "The time for the exchange meeting is not far away. I wonder who the Yanhuang tribe is going to send this time?"
The old priest heard his subconscious meaning, "Is there a number requirement?"
"That's not the case." Heishan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "But generally tribes will have at least three competitions, and your Yanhuang tribe must bring at least three people or more."
The old priest responded thoughtfully, and then waved his hand to ask someone to bring the candidates who had been selected long ago.
After a while, three tall men were brought over.
The old priest pointed to a dark-skinned, strong man in his thirties and said, "His name is Kuang."
He pointed to a young man who looked a little dull and said, "This is Li."
Finally, he pointed to a tall and burly man with a broken left arm and a tough look, "This is Mao!"
The three men from Heishan observed the three men silently, especially taking a few more glances at Mao.
They were a little surprised. Is there no one left in the Yanhuang tribe? Otherwise, why would they choose a man with a broken arm?
A gleam of light flashed in You's eyes, and he was unconsciously a little contemptuous. The plan to sweep the face of the Yanhuang tribe was even more certain.
Mao naturally noticed their eyes, but he didn't care at all.
In order to participate in this competition, he worked hard every day to train, and even defeated everyone except the leader to get this opportunity. It was not like what the three men from Heishan thought, that he was just used to make up the numbers.
"Only send these three people?" Heishan couldn't help but ask one more question.
The old priest nodded.
"Well, what else does your tribe need to prepare? If not, we will set off." Heishan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "But... your tribe's God of Light..."
"Don't worry, my God will be here before the exchange meeting starts."
Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice sounded.
The three people of Heishan were startled and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the place where the voice came from.
They saw a man of about 17 or 18 years old wearing strange white clothes and looking very good, walking slowly from not far away.
"This person!" Heishan narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't feel this person just now, as if this person didn't exist. If he didn't speak, he wouldn't know that such a person was standing there.
"Who is this person? Is there such a powerful person in the Yanhuang tribe?"
And although the clothes worn by this young man are a bit strange in style, just looking at the fineness of the material, they are actually better than the best clothes of their tribe. What is this?
The three people were full of doubts.
"Holy Son!"
Mao and others shouted.
Holy Son?
The three people of Heishan frowned, and the identity of this young man made them guess.
Su Yun noticed their puzzled expressions and whispered, "You can call me Messiah."
"This time, I will go to your Thunder Tribe with the three of Spear."
As for more explanations, he did not say.
Heishan suppressed his doubts and smiled, "So that's how it is. In that case, let's go."
Su Yun nodded slightly.
Soon, Su Yun and his four people and the three of Heishan rushed to the Thunder Tribe with the farewell of the old priest and many other tribesmen.
Su Yun pondered as he hurried on the road.
In order to prevent accidents, this time he left enough manna to last for more than ten days and had a long shelf life, and then brought out the Ark of the Covenant from the tribe. It
's better to be safe than sorry. If something unexpected happens when entering the tribe with the fifth-level god, he can have some confidence with the Ark of the Covenant.
After thinking and preparing, he looked at the three of Spear running beside him.
About three months have passed. After such a long period of training, and with the help of the high-energy manna he gave them, the three of them have now reached the peak of the third level.
If it weren't for the difficulty of breaking through the fourth level, they might have been promoted long ago.
As long as they don't have people of higher levels in this competition, they still have the ability to protect themselves.
While thinking, he lightly tapped his feet, as if he was performing Qinggong, his body moved horizontally and flew, like a fairy, and easily caught up with the three people from Heishan who were leading the way. The three people
from Heishan saw the actions of the Saint Son from the corner of their eyes, and they were secretly surprised and a little apprehensive.
"The strength of those three people has been roughly explored. Among the three-level tribes, their strength is not bad. It's really surprising."
"It's just... this Saint Son..." Heishan frowned. After traveling for such a long time, he found that this person didn't even breathe, and he didn't explore the extent of his strength.
If they hadn't seen this person here with their own eyes, they would have doubted whether there was another person following behind him!
Su Yun naturally noticed their eyes, but he didn't care at all. If he wasn't afraid of scaring these three people, he would have been ready to fly to the Thunder Tribe.
But after walking for more than an hour, Su Yun frowned and asked, "Can I ask how far the Thunder Tribe is from here?"
Heishan was stunned and replied casually, "At our current speed, it will take us half a day to walk."
(End of this chapter)
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