June 16th, the ninth year since the establishment of the Teng Tribe.
In the northern part of the Southern Wilderness, next to the Great Swamp, there is the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
“Boom…”
“Crack!”
The sky was covered with dark clouds and there were lightning and thunder.
In an instant, there was a violent wind and heavy rain. The branches and leaves on the ground were washed all over the place. Dust mixed with rain flowed to the ground, and then gathered together and flowed to the low-lying areas.
“Blat, pat…”
Raindrops fell on the surface of the swamp, first creating ripples, and then the entire surface of the water began to ripple as if it was boiling, with water droplets splashing everywhere, creating a vast expanse of white.
The chief pangolin sat under a big tree beside the swamp, looking blankly at the water. He didn't feel anything even though his body was wet by the rain.
Beside him, a huge mountain tortoise lay on the ground, quietly accompanying him to watch the big swamp in the rain.
The pangolin stared at the swamp for a long time, then looked around, and finally set his eyes on the shell of the giant mountain tortoise and gently stroked it with his hand.
"I have lived here for so many years and I am suddenly about to leave. I really don't want to leave."
The mountain turtle nodded slightly, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
Shan Jia continued, "But there is no other way. The central region is the most suitable place for our Shangui tribe to survive. It is also our ancestral land. It would have been fine if we didn't have a chance before, but now we have a chance. We must try it."
"What's more... the remains of the old turtle god are still being humiliated by the Red Ant Tribe. We must bring the remains of the old turtle god back."
At this point, Shanjia's eyes became very firm, because this was related to the survival and honor of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, and it must not be shaken.
"Cry..."
Just then, a giant purple eagle flew over from a distance, and even the heavy rain could not stop it from moving forward.
After a while, a giant purple eagle landed outside the Mountain Turtle Tribe. A young man wearing leather armor and holding a bronze spear jumped off the back of the giant eagle and walked forward in the rain.
The pangolin was cheered up and immediately stood up to greet him.
"Chief Xuan, why did you come here in such a heavy rain? Come to my house and take shelter from the rain."
Jiang Xuan wiped the rain off his face and said nonchalantly, "It suddenly rained when we were halfway through the flight. It's just a little rain, it's nothing serious."
Having said that, Jiang Xuan still followed Shanjia into the Mountain Turtle Tribe and walked into Shanjia's house.
Shanjia's house is no longer the original wooden house, but a mud brick and tile house specially built by people from the Teng tribe. It not only looks grand, but is also many times more comfortable than the previous wooden house.
In the house, Shanjia's dozen or so children were running around, and several women were busy with various housework.
After Shanjia and Jiang Xuan came in, Shanjia waved his hand to let the women take the children out of the hall, then asked Jiang Xuan to sit by the fire and took out some food to entertain Jiang Xuan.
Shan Jia personally took out some fresh mushrooms and fresh venison, and while cutting them he said with a smile: "Chief Xuan, you haven't come to my place for dinner for a long time. This morning the soldiers picked some mushrooms, so I'll grill a few skewers of mushrooms and meat for you to try."
Jiang Xuan also smiled, because it was his first time to the Mountain Turtle Tribe, and Shanjia treated him to mushroom meat skewers. The wonderful taste was still fresh in his memory.
"I would like to come to your place for dinner more often, but there are too many things to do in and out of the Teng tribe, and I really can't spare the time."
Jiang Xuan's tone was quite helpless. The bigger the tribe, the greater the responsibility he had as the leader. It was not easy to have a few days of leisure.
As the two chatted, Panther slowly cut the mushrooms and meat, then strung them into skewers, smeared some precious animal fat and salt on them, and roasted them over the fire.
“Sizzle…”
Under the action of high temperature, the oil gradually melts into liquid, soaking the chopped mushrooms and animal meat. The color of the mushroom skewers turns from light to dark, and the fragrance gradually begins to spread.
Shan Jia flipped the mushroom skewers and asked, "Chief Xuan, has the date for the trip to the central region been set?"
Jiang Xuan said, "I came here today to inform you that in three days, the first batch of warriors from the Vine Tribe will take a boat to the central part of the Southern Wilderness. The Frog Tribe will also send some warriors and giant frogs to accompany them. How is your Mountain Turtle Tribe preparing?"
When Shanjia heard this, he was shocked and straightened his back and said, "Don't worry, Chief Xuan. Our Mountain Turtle Tribe has been prepared for a long time. In three days, we will send one-third of the warriors and giant turtles to follow the Vine Tribe and the Frog Tribe to the central region on time!"
The first batch of one-third of the soldiers were sent directly to the central area where the situation was unclear. It was a gamble, and Shanjia's hands were shaking slightly with excitement.
Jiang Xuan said, "Okay! It's settled then. Three days later, the warriors from the Vine Tribe, Mountain Turtle Tribe, and Frog Tribe will set out together and strive to gain a foothold in the central region as soon as possible!"
Next, the two discussed some specific details, including material supply, a foothold in the central region, and the departure time for subsequent personnel.
After the discussion, the mushroom skewers were fully cooked and the whole room was filled with the aroma, which made people salivate and whet their appetite.
Shanjia picked up a string of mushrooms and meat and handed it to Jiang Xuan first: "Chief Xuan, please."
Jiang Xuan was not polite either. While tasting the wonderful taste of mushrooms and animal meat, he generously praised Pangolin for his improved craftsmanship.
Shanjia laughed heartily, and while eating skewers with Jiang Xuan, they talked about the richness of the central part of the Southern Wilderness and imagined their future life after settling in the central part.
The summer rain comes quickly and goes away quickly. Before you know it, the rain gradually stops, the dark clouds disperse, and the sun shines on the earth again.
After finishing the mushroom and meat skewers and discussing almost everything, Jiang Xuan politely declined Shanjia's offer to stay overnight and said goodbye and left.
Outside the Mountain Turtle Tribe, Jiang Xuan climbed onto the back of the huge Tangyuan and turned back to the Mountain Gorilla and said, "Chief Mountain Gorilla, in three days, the Teng Tribe will be waiting for the warriors from the Mountain Turtle Tribe to arrive!"
Shanjia patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Chief Xuan, the warriors of our tribe will arrive on time!"
"Okay, see you in three days!"
Jiang Xuan patted the feathers of the giant purple eagle. Tangyuan made a low humming sound, then flapped its wings and rose into the air, like a purple cloud, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
After watching Zi Diao and Jiang Xuan leave, Shan Jia immediately found the witch of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and discussed with the witch the selection of warriors to be sent to the central part of the Southern Wilderness, as well as the transportation of various supplies.
That afternoon, the entire Mountain Turtle Tribe was mobilized and actively prepared food, clothing, weapons, medicine and other things. The selected warriors and giant turtles were even more excited.
The next morning, in the small lake in the center of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, the Turtle God, who had broken through to become the totem god of a medium-sized tribe, suddenly rode the waves and flew into the sky.
The huge turtle god as big as a mountain did not stay above the tribe, but flew straight to the mushroom forest. The terrifying divine power was released without any concealment.
In the mushroom forest, the colorful mushrooms that were meditating sensed the arrival of the Turtle God and were startled. They immediately activated their divine power and grew to hundreds of meters in height. Their huge canopy covered half of the mushroom forest, glowing with seven-colored divine light.
However, the Seven-Colored Mushroom had only become a god not long ago, and was only a minor god. Even though its body had become extremely large, it only looked intimidating, and its combat power was not at the same level as that of the Turtle God.
The colorful mushroom cautiously asked the Turtle God in the sky: "I wonder why the Turtle God suddenly came?"
The Turtle God said, "Mushroom, I won't waste my words on you. Before winter, our Mountain Turtle Tribe will leave the Great Swamp and head to the central part of the Southern Wilderness. After the Mountain Turtle Tribe leaves, you and your Mushroom Forest can expand as much as you want, and no one will bother you anymore."
When the Colorful Mushroom heard that the Mountain Turtle Tribe was leaving, it was secretly delighted, because due to its lack of strength, it had endured the Mountain Turtle Tribe for a long time. If possible, who would be willing to give their own kind and offspring to others as food?
The Colorful Mushroom said hypocritically: "The Mushroom Forest and the Mountain Turtle Tribe have lived in harmony for so long. I am really reluctant to see you leave suddenly."
The turtle god said with a smile: "Mushroom, since you are reluctant to leave, why don't you come with us to the central part? We can still be neighbors in the future."
The colorful mushroom suddenly said awkwardly: "Mushrooms are weak and can't go back the same way, so... I won't go with you..."
The Turtle God stopped talking nonsense and said directly: "The purpose of my coming to you this time is to borrow half of your divine power to improve the strength of the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe. Do you want to give it to me on your own initiative, or should I take it myself?"
"What? Half of the power?"
When the Colorful Mushroom heard what the Turtle God said, it was frightened and immediately refused: "No, no, absolutely not. When I was overcoming the tribulation, I gave you a great gift. Now I am still very weak and I really can't give it to you."
When the Turtle God heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and his gaze became fierce: "Mushroom, do you think I am negotiating with you? You have to give it today, whether you want to or not!"
“Buzz!”
The Turtle God was angry, and the terrifying divine light quickly condensed into a huge tortoise shell of light, covering the entire mushroom forest.
In an instant, all the mushrooms in the mushroom forest began to tremble instinctively, and some even withered. All the animals nearby did not even dare to escape, but lay on the ground trembling, or hid in holes, as if facing doomsday.
The Turtle God stared at the colorful mushrooms with angry eyes, and his voice was like thunder: "I ask again, do you want to give me half of the divine power or not?"
"I……"
After the Turtle God became angry, his terrifying divine power was like a huge ocean wave, making the Colorful Mushroom truly feel the horror of this old turtle, and even speaking became difficult.
It had no doubt that if it was not naturally poisonous and made the Turtle God afraid, the Turtle God would definitely swallow it in one gulp and would not say so much nonsense.
After realizing the difference in power between the two sides, the Colorful Mushroom could no longer say no. It understood that if the Turtle God really wanted to kill it at all costs, even if it could poison the Turtle God, it would definitely not survive.
After weighing the pros and cons, the colorful mushroom had no choice but to bow to the turtle god: "I... I will give it to you..."
Afterwards, the colorful mushroom felt very painful and condensed half of its own divine power together, then turned into a transparent small colorful mushroom and sent it into the air.
The Turtle God first licked it to make sure that the colorful mushroom was non-toxic, then swallowed it in one gulp, snorting coldly: "It would have been better if you did this earlier, but you had to make me do it."
Afterwards, the Turtle God retracted his magical powers, walked away on the waves, leaving behind the Seven-Colored Mushroom, whose divine power had been greatly damaged, sobbing in humiliation on the spot, unable to speak out.
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