The tenth day of the sixth month in the nineteenth year of the Teng tribe.
The heavy rain is still falling, the water in the soil has long been saturated and overflowed, various natural disasters such as landslides and floods occur frequently. In order to save lives and crops, the Teng tribe has to try their best and come up with various ways to fight against nature.
However, as the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly.
In addition to natural disasters, another huge threat has also forced the Teng tribe to take it seriously.
That’s the giant red ant nest on the other side of the river!
Ever since the leader of the Red Ant Tribe, Guli, led his people to flee, the Red Ant God has not accepted anyone.
The red ant tribe changed from a state of symbiosis between humans and ants to a giant ant nest composed entirely of various red ants.
Under the protection of the Red Ant God, these red giant ants multiplied more and more, and their territory expanded more and more.
However, ordinary red giant ants have low IQs and do not have production capabilities other than instinctively cultivating some fungi.
Therefore, there was only one way for these giant red ants to survive, and that was plunder! In the first few years, because of the control of the Red Ant God and the large number of tribes and resources around them, these giant red ants did not have direct conflicts with the Vine Tribe.
However, as the number of red giant ants continued to grow, the resources nearby became increasingly scarce. Coupled with various natural and man-made disasters, these red giant ants began to starve frequently.
People will go crazy when they are hungry, let alone these red giant ants with low IQ.
In order to fill their stomachs, some giant red ants began to ignore the warnings of the Red Ant God and brazenly attacked the fleet of the Vine Tribe. Some flying ants even crossed the South River to plunder food from the territory of the Vine Tribe.
As conflicts occurred more and more frequently and casualties on both sides grew, the contradictions between the Vine Tribe and the Ant Nest finally accumulated to the point where they could no longer be reconciled.
At noon, after a new red ant attack occurred, Jiang Xuan summoned the leaders of the Teng tribe to the meeting room.
The meeting hall of the Teng tribe is taller and larger than before, and you can even hear clear echoes when you talk inside.
Jiang Xuan sat in the main seat, looking at the tribal leaders who came in one after another and listening to their angry discussions, but his eyes were very calm.
After so many years of training, he has transformed from a young boy into a true leader, and his temperament is as steady as a rock.
As long as he sits there, people who see him will feel at ease.
When everyone was present, the door of the conference room slowly closed and the meeting officially began.
Jiang Xuan simply glanced at the crowd, and the leaders who were whispering just now shut their mouths one after another. Some of the younger leaders didn't even dare to breathe.
Jiang Xuan slowly said: "Everyone basically knows the situation of the ant nest, so I won't say more."
"In the past two years, more and more red giant ants have invaded our territory. This morning, a group of flying ants attacked our outer territory, biting five of our tribesmen to death, injuring more than 20 people, and stealing a large amount of food and vegetables."
"This is something we absolutely cannot tolerate!"
"It's time to end things between the Vine Tribe and the Red Ant Nest!"
"In this battle, either we kill those red ants, tear down their nests, and extend our territory to the other side of the river, or the giant red ants kill us, gnaw on our corpses, and occupy our territory!"
"So, we can only win, not lose!"
"Next, let's discuss the specific details of the operation..."
In the meeting room, everyone began to express their opinions, pooling everyone's wisdom to continuously improve the various deployments for this war.
Because of the existence of the Red Ant God and the Red Giant Ants' fearlessness of death, going to war with an ant nest is as dangerous as going to war with a large tribe.
Therefore, all kinds of details must be carefully considered, otherwise once a mistake occurs in the battle, it may turn into a huge disaster.
The meeting lasted for two full days. Under the shadow of war, everyone's hearts were tense.
After the meeting, the entire Teng tribe, and even all its subordinate tribes, were mobilized, and everyone began to make preparations for war.
A month later, the long rainy season finally ended and the dry season began.
On July 16, the war between the Vine Tribe and the Ant Nest officially began.
“Woo woo…”
The desolate horn sounded as if it came from an ancient battlefield, spanning time and space, and resounding over the entire Teng Tribe.
“Boom boom boom…”
The newly made animal-skin war drums were also struck, resounding through the sky like thunder.
Countless warriors of the Teng tribe bid farewell to their loved ones, carrying weapons, medicines and luggage, and rode their mounts to gather at the sacrificial square. The crowd surged like waves.
“Ka-ka-ka…”
The huge divine vine that towered into the sky also woke up. It just gently shook its branches and leaves, and thousands of divine lights appeared. Hundreds of giant dragonflies flapped their wings and flew up from the branches, circling around the divine vine.
When all the warriors of the Teng tribe had gathered, Jiang Xuan came slowly towards them riding on a huge black wind rhinoceros, holding a thick iron spear, with a strong fighting spirit.
Chi Shao rode a snow-white stag and followed him closely. Although her aura was not as strong as Jiang Xuan's and she did not carry any weapons, wherever she passed, everyone would spontaneously give way and salute her, showing great respect.
When they arrived at the sacrificial square, the two jumped off their mounts and walked towards the altar together.
Various sacrifices had already been prepared on the altar, many of which were extremely precious and could even cause a war between two medium-sized tribes if left outside.
After the two men walked to the altar, Jiang Xuan stood next to the totem pillar, while Chi Shao took off her boots and walked barefoot up the steps to the altar. This was the honor that belonged only to a witch.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh..."
The familiar incantation to summon the gods sounded above the altar.
As the voice of Chishao's chanting became louder and louder, the divine vine began to fully wake up. All its branches and leaves stretched out, sparkling in the sunlight, and the terrifying divine power surged like a vast ocean.
In the sacrificial square, the totem patterns on all the warriors of the Teng tribe lit up, like thousands of stars, shining with the divine light of the sacred vine.
As the sacrificial ceremony progressed, the aura of the sacred vine became stronger and stronger until it reached its peak.
On this day, all the totem gods in the north and south continents felt that terrifying aura.
After the divine vine had enjoyed the sacrifice, it sprinkled thousands of divine liquids on the warriors of the vine tribe to help them improve their physical fitness and enhance their combat effectiveness. The entire sacrificial square seemed to be raining green rain.
After the divine vine finished blessing, almost everyone cheered, surprised at their own improved strength.
However, someone soon discovered that Jiang Xuan, who was standing beside the altar, had his eyes closed and was in a very strange state.
He just stood there quietly, the totem patterns on his body flickering with flickering light. The vine-like totem patterns coiled around his body, as if weaving a cage and locking him inside.
Uncaria stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Wu, what happened to the leader?"
Shiqiu, Nanxing, Jingjie and others also gathered around, and everyone's eyes were filled with concern and worry.
The war is about to break out. If something happens to Jiang Xuan at this time, it will be a heavy blow to the entire Teng tribe.
Chishao carefully sensed Jiang Xuan's condition, and used his soul to communicate with Shen Teng for a moment, and then replied to Uncaria and the others: "Don't worry, the leader is fine, and may even bring us a surprise."
No one understood what the surprise Chishao was talking about and could only wait patiently.
At the same time, Jiang Xuan found that his consciousness had entered a very strange space.
Everything around was white, with only a large number of words, patterns and fragments spinning in the sky.
"Where am I?"
Just as Jiang Xuan asked the question, he saw a miniature version of the divine vine falling from the sky and landing lightly in front of him.
A human face appeared on the trunk of the sacred vine and said, "You are in your own sea of consciousness, or in your mind."
Jiang Xuan asked doubtfully: "Sea of consciousness? Mind? Is it the place where memories and souls are stored?"
Shendou replied: "You can understand it that way."
"Why have I never been here before?"
"That's because your soul power was not enough before, and there was no one to guide you. It's like standing outside a treasure mountain. Even if you know there are good things inside, without someone to lead the way and without a key to open the door, you can't get in."
Jiang Xuan nodded thoughtfully.
He had long known that the witch and the warrior were two different cultivation systems. The witch focused on soul power, while the warrior focused on totem power.
Since traveling through time, Jiang Xuan has been trying every means to improve his combat effectiveness in order to survive, but there has been almost no improvement in his soul power.
I didn't expect that after the soul power is improved, there will be such incredible benefits.
Shen Teng continued: "The body and the soul are originally complementary and inseparable. If you only cultivate the body without cultivating the soul, it's like one leg is longer than the other. No matter how hard you try, you can't run fast."
"If you want to become stronger, you must also improve your soul power. You must even find your own way and cultivate a power that truly belongs to you."
"Now I will teach you a set of methods to improve your soul power, as well as some of my insights from cultivation. As for how far you can go in the future, it depends on you..."
The divine vine stretched out a tender branch, touched Jiang Xuan's forehead, instilled a long piece of information into him, then flew up and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but shouted: "Teng Shen, wait... I have a question that has been hidden in my heart for a long time."
Flying in the air, Shen Teng turned around and asked in confusion: "What's the problem?"
Jiang Xuan took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to speak: "I've always wanted to ask, why are you... so nice to me?"
Jiang Xuan had wanted to ask this question countless times, but he never did because he was afraid of causing bad consequences.
However, over the years, as he met more tribes and totem gods, this question became more and more confusing in his mind, and he became more and more eager for an answer.
Everything has cause and effect. Other totem gods, even if they are not that powerful, are also superior when facing the tribesmen, and can kill and take things at will.
The main reason why they protect the tribe is the exchange of interests. That is, they use the tribesmen to build a comfortable nest for themselves, reproduce offspring in peace, and harvest the tribesmen's faith by the way.
Once the interests of the tribesmen conflict with those of the totem god, the totem god will turn against them without hesitation.
For example, in the former Red Ant Tribe, the totem god simply treated the tribesmen as slaves to be exploited for free. Once the slaves resisted, he would start killing them.
In comparison, the Shen Teng was so good to Jiang Xuan and even to the entire Teng tribe that it almost seemed unreal.
If it weren't for the protection and help of the divine vine, even if Jiang Xuan had mastered some knowledge that did not belong to this era, it would have been impossible for him to build such a powerful tribe in just over a decade.
This kind of unreasonable kindness made Jiang Xuan grateful, but also made him always uneasy, fearing that the divine vine would suddenly turn against him one day and take away everything he had now.
That was why he was eager to know the answer and asked this question before the war.
When Shen Teng heard this question, he suddenly laughed and said slowly: "The King of Heaven and the Tiger of Earth..."
Jiang Xuan answered subconsciously: "The pagoda suppresses the river monster."
“Odds change but evens don’t…”
"Symbols look at the quadrant!"
After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, he looked at Shen Teng with a shocked expression and said, "Could it be, could it be that you are also..."
"I'm your mother, silly child, hahahaha..."
After Shen Teng finished speaking, he flew away without looking back. Only his laughter continued to echo in Jiang Xuan's sea of consciousness.
…
Beside the altar, Chishao and others stayed by Jiang Xuan's side, patiently waiting for him to wake up.
“Plop…plop…plop…”
I don’t know how long it took, but Jiang Xuan’s heart began to beat strongly.
At first, the heartbeat was slow and low, and only Chishao, who was standing closest, could hear it.
Gradually, the sound of the heartbeat became louder and louder, like the beating of a drum, and many people around me could hear it.
"Wait, don't go yet..."
Suddenly, Jiang Xuan opened his eyes and roared! At this moment, the totem pattern on his body spread to every corner of his body, and then gradually disappeared, looking no different from the skin of an ordinary person.
However, his aura became stronger than before!
This is the aura of the Nine-Color Warrior, and it is also the highest honor among the Totem Warriors!
Now, Jiang Xuan has achieved it! (End of this chapter)
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