An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 433 The Bear Clan will never be slaves!

Mountains belong to Yin!
Since ancient times, wherever there are mountains, there have been ghosts and ghosts accompanying them!

Although the sun is high in the sky, there is still no feeling of sweating and anxiety in the barren mountains and ridges. Instead, there is a feeling of coolness due to the dense jungle. Although there is no airflow, in the lush vegetation, there are shrubs swaying from time to time. Indistinctly, There seemed to be pairs of eyes peering at him, but he turned around and scanned, but found nothing.

And it was in a low-lying part of the mountain forest.

A human boy who should not appear in the deep mountains was reaching behind his hands and grabbing something big and furry.

Zhang Ke skillfully put it under his arm and lowered his head to take a look.

As expected, a black and white cat head was staring at him with heavily made-up eyes:

"Ow?"

"Ow!"

The big cat struggles like crazy!

But it was so short that it was clear that it was just barely able to wrap around the back of its neck, and the arms could barely hold it by grabbing the hair with their palms.

In the induction, the bones are also fragile and can break at a moment's notice.

When the anger in his heart turned into physical movements, he somehow suddenly became weak and artificial.

Originally, he should have violently overthrown this mortal, stepped on his chest, and let him witness the roar of the bear clan, but the sound passed through the heart and reached the mouth, but it turned into a subtle "Huh?"

At the same time, the fragile mortal in front of him suddenly changed his appearance.

The person is still the same person, size and appearance have not changed, but there is an aura in that "thin" body that makes the cat frightened.

The next moment, someone grabbed the back of its neck and lifted it violently.

"Roar!"

Looking at the head that lowered its head and glanced at its abdomen, the big cat couldn't help but push it with its front paws.

"Be good, be good. We have to find out whether you are a boy or a girl. Be obedient and don't move!"

"Boy, ok, ok, my stupid little cow just wants to have fun and is running around without getting home. Today I met him, and it's you!"

Feeling that the strange power disappeared, the iron-eating beast suddenly tightened its four legs and rolled itself into a ball.

It wasn't that it was reluctant to run after being ravaged, but that the hand was holding the back of its destiny from the beginning to the end. The strength was not strong, but it was extremely skillful. A little force would make it difficult for it to compete.

I just feel like my memory is rewinding like crazy.

In a daze, he seemed to have seen what it felt like when he was still a little bear, with his mother following him beside him.

No, they cannot be confused!
After all, its own mother is not as gentle as the two bears in front of her.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw the two-legged bear sway his right hand, and the space in front of him seemed to be distorted for a moment. At the point where the five fingers were holding, there was something dark green with a little bit of blood, and it was sending out violent fluctuations.

In just a moment, this silent mountain became noisy.

The originally weak air flow suddenly turned into a strong wind, and a large number of noisy squawks resounded all around.

Along with the mysterious appearance of many spirits, the strong evil spirit turned into the fog in the mountains, blocking all the light in the mountains.

For a moment, the sky dimmed, and the mountains and forests here turned to dusk.

The originally cool and pleasant temperature around us seemed to have fallen into the coldest winter, coating the surrounding vegetation with a layer of white frost!
"Roar!"

The iron-eating beast, which also noticed the fatal attraction of this thing to itself, roared angrily at the surrounding people.

However, except for a few dead souls who were too impatient and got too close and had their souls shattered by this roar, the rest of the old spooks and monsters just shook their heads in slight discomfort, waiting to wake up again. At this time, it slowly approached inward.

The treasure is touching!
What's more, the monsters in the mountains, the treacherous ones, have no self-control at all. They only know that treasures must be kept by those who are capable!
Although the furbolg is strong, it is just a spirit that has been around for hundreds of years.

At this point in his practice, he has not yet refined the crossbones. He only has brute strength but not many magic spells. He only relies on his minions to show off his evil, and this place is already surrounded by them.

The reason why they didn't swarm them all was because they couldn't clearly see the stranger who casually surrendered the furbolg. Out of primitive instinct, they forced them to take advantage of it. In addition, everyone coveted the treasure in the man's hand. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, No one wants to be the leader. They have to test people and bears, and they have to be attacked by a group of spirits. Why bother?
However, as the dark green spiritual light emitted by the treasure became more and more intense, the surrounding vegetation elves absorbed some kind of spiritual charm before them, and began to grow rapidly!

At the same time, the aura became fuller and stronger. In just a moment, it filled the depression, spread over the top of the mountain, and spread towards the jungle in all directions.

Vaguely, the spirits could feel that there were terrifying auras awakening in the distant mountains and forests!

And the sunlight that was blocked by the mist and turned into dusk was gradually dissipating from the outside in, and the place was rapidly falling into the dark and lightless night.

The two overlapped, causing the spirits to become restless.

At this time, there was no time to think about judging the situation. It was only right to snatch it away and escape as quickly as possible!

However, they made a decision in their hearts, and when they finally set foot, they suddenly realized that the distance between these three or two steps was as far away as the end of the world. Normally, they could even cross the top of the mountain, but now, they couldn't. He seemed to be spinning in circles, running like crazy, his feet only moving slightly.

There are ghosts who don’t believe in evil and are aggressive.

But there are also very few parts where this scene is like a basin of ice water being poured from beginning to end.

In panic, his greed subsided and he turned around to leave, only to find that it is easy to move forward but difficult to go back!
Then my heart sank.

What a disaster, now he is being used as material.
At this time, the disturbances from the outside world could not affect this person and one bear.

After realizing that he could not frighten those greedy monsters, the big cat turned his attention back to Zhang Ke.

According to its smart little head, as long as the two-legged beast stuffs this delicious little snack into its mouth and swallows it quickly, it will be much easier to deal with the monsters without the source.

At that time, it showed mercy and just carried the two-legged beasts on its back and rushed out of the encirclement.

"If it eats my food, it's my cat."

"Do you understand this?"

Looking at those beady eyes full of urgency, Zhang Ke said with a smile.

The palm holding the bearskin relaxed.

The next moment, his right hand sank suddenly.

Two thick bear claws hugged his palm tightly, and the cat prostrated.

There was some tingling in the squirming.

This means that Zhang Ke has rough skin and thick flesh. If it were a normal person, his whole arm would be covered with bones in the blink of an eye!
The iron-eating beast looks plush and docile.

But no matter how kind he is, he is still considered a bear.

As a member of the hunter family, bears, like cats, have densely arranged barbs on their tongues. However, due to their diet and racial evolution, bears have much longer tongues than cats.

For later generations, among the bears, the longest one can extend more than 20 centimeters from the mouth.

Although the iron-eating beasts are not as grotesque as those exotic species, they are still of the bear genus, not to mention that after the spirits awaken their spiritual wisdom, in their subsequent cultivation, except for the transformation into human form, all their cultivation and growth are for The power of the ontology is for serving.

Throw away the weaknesses of those races and strengthen the strengths of the race.

However, compared to cats, bears can freely control the retraction and expansion of their barbs. In this way, if they are closely related, there is no need to worry about being ground to pieces. At most, it is equivalent to a piece of coarse sandpaper. Just polishing the body.

It's just that the iron-eating beast in front of Zhang Ke was a little younger and was bewitched by the blood token. For a moment, he forgot about it in a hurry.

But of course he didn't take these little things to heart.

Although he had partially covered up his body through transformation, the remaining qualities were still not something ordinary characters could defeat. A red panda, to Zhang Ke, could not even be scratched.

"Okay, okay, this is not meat, there is no flavor to make you want it!"

Zhang Ke took out his arm from the hug, then wiped the plump fur without any trace, and said: "Eat more often and less. After you digest this, I will give you another portion."

This is not just a casual statement. It is not easy to return to the ancestors by blood. Or if it is more extensive, there is no free lunch in this world!

Whether you are a spirit or a human cultivator, you will have to go through many hardships on the road to strengthening your body.

Like what is said in stories and biographies, the physical and mental pleasure and joy that comes from practicing spiritual practice cannot be said to be nonsense, but they undoubtedly also cover up many facts.

Take an ordinary person as an analogy.

All kinds of physical fitness exercises are a kind of force on one's own body. Only when the body's fatigue exceeds the current tolerance point and lasts for a period of time can you feel the joy of progress!

Before that, the burning lungs, the racing heart, the rusty breath, and the aches and pains all over the body were all the painful feedback brought about by breaking through the limit.

The same goes for cultivation and bloodline improvement.The body cannot play many tricks, it is just the accumulation of layers of pain, but in terms of the soul and the true spirit, the confusion of the seven emotions and six desires, the memories of the past, the things that are dreamed of, and even the so-called wind disasters and fire disasters , Thunder Tribulation, this is the big head!

As long as there is a little addiction and fear, the illusory disaster will turn into reality in minutes, and the cutoff of the future is the best result. But for the vast majority of people, if they make a wrong step, they will die, leaving only sporadic truth. The spirit goes to the underworld and is reincarnated.

As for the spirits and monsters, the growth of bloodline is also very different.

Too much improvement will also bring about various disasters, and the most terrifying of them should belong to the inheritance of the race. If you are not careful and cannot maintain yourself, you will be replaced and transformed by the ancestors in the inheritance.

This is not because those weird ancestors have evil intentions.

It's purely a matter of purity.

Just like a drop of water falling into a glass of water, it naturally becomes the water in the glass.

But if it is a drop of ink, blended into the same glass of water, it becomes a cup of ink. Although it is thin and cannot be used for writing, the "ink" can purify itself for future rendering use.

The same goes for this little bear who sneaked up behind Zhang Ke and acted strangely.

Although it is extremely talented and has a trace of the ancient iron-eating beast in its body, it cannot carry the trace back from its descendants to its ancestors.

Only a slow transition is the right way.

As for Zhang Ke, the difference between humans and beasts lies in wisdom and love for their descendants. He did not have such concerns about his bloodline transformation at the beginning. Of course, it was only limited to the Fangfeng clan, or people with weak desires like the teacher. If he was the first He met Gonggong, so maybe the situation would be a little different?
But the reality does not say this!
Destiny has its inevitable consequences!

"It's getting late, it's time to hit the road!"

Having said this, Zhang Ke turned over and landed directly on the broad bear's back.

At this time, the iron-eating beast realized in a daze what he had just agreed to?
Although it didn't answer, it wasn't prepared to refuse.

If these two-legged beasts can give it delicious green tubes from time to time, then it seems to be quite cost-effective to carry each other on their backs on weekdays?
Around here, in this mountain forest, doesn’t it climb up and down every day just for those two mouths to eat?

That’s it, I’m still hungry for nine meals in three days!

Now that we don't have to look for food, we just carry people around, which is undoubtedly too trouble-free.

"Uh-huh?"

"You greedy mouth, okay, except for the food of blood, I will provide you with everything else to eat, and I will give you a double share in the mountain, how about that?"

Zhang Ke's answer satisfied the iron-eating beast.

Carrying him on his back, he violently knocked away the monsters in the valley and staggered away.

Although, later generations have always made fun of Gungun, and because of their lazy habits, they have turned their own tribe into first-class treasures!

Also labeled as an ominous omen.

But to be honest, mounts are mostly used for transportation. It is almost impossible to participate in such fierce competitions in ancient times!
Just like the Yellow Emperor riding a dragon, there was no such thing as riding a dragon in the Battle of Zhuolu.

This is a fight between brothers, but because you are riding a weak mount, the opponent specializes in the lower three lanes. How can you defend yourself?

When the time comes, will you protect your mount or yourself?
Of course, if Huangdi rides Gengchen (Yinglong), that's a different story.

It's like what a joke said in later generations: Lu Bu riding Dian Wei is invincible in the world!

The so-called "danger to the country" is as absurd as beauty being a disaster. The two dumplings next to the teacher couldn't rely on the front line during the war, and on weekdays they were only responsible for showing off their cuteness.

Moreover, one thing you need to know is that originally the teacher's mount was a white tiger with wings, but later in order to forge the tiger's spirit to achieve great things, the white tiger voluntarily sacrificed his life to the sword, and the true spirit was integrated into the weapon.
And as the figure of the man and the bear gradually receded, a chaotic wind suddenly blew in the forest. The wind blew for a long time, like a long sigh!

In this barren mountain and wild ridge, it is extraordinary to suddenly have aura, not to mention it is something that helps activate blood vessels.

Many spirits who were closer to the depression rushed over, but the distance they were supposed to reach during the roar was inexplicably longer. When the power that stretched the mountain forest suddenly dispersed, they saw something. The back of a bear riding away.

In the silence, someone's legs were shaking.

Maybe my old eyes are dim and I can't see clearly. Let me keep my eyes open and make another observation.
Then, when he looked again, his body was as stiff as a dead body.

It’s too late, it’s a dead body!
Tmd, this is Kyushu. How come there are still people riding iron-eating beasts in these days?
Long live!
Hurry, go to Xiangdi, invite the Miao barbarians, and ask them to take this thing back.

It’s so scary!

Although, they have not personally experienced that barbaric and bloody era.

But spirits and aliens are passed down from generation to generation through the inheritance of blood.

The past abilities, along with the memories, were packaged together and entrusted to them as the inheritance of the ancestors. At the moment, there may not be anyone who can actually respond to the desperate and scarlet everything, but the deep fear that lingers in the heart cannot be faked!

Although there is no actual killing today, this mountain can no longer stay.

First go find relatives and seek refuge with the elders, and then run away.

Kyushu cannot wait any longer, and even this world may not be safe!
I had known that those Miao were restless and always wanted to make a big deal, but I didn't expect that these guys would actually revive the Youmiao clan. No, to be precise, they were not reviving Youmiao, but they were older than Youmiao. Even more terrifying monsters!

Run away, run away now, when things start to unfold, it will be too late!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dull sound of drums came from the village, across the trees and over the mountains.

The beasts in the mountains were running around, and the spirits in the mountains heard the sound, their faces were gloomy and their eyes were flashing with uncertain light. And further away, over the mountains, in some Miao villages, there were people wearing black clothes and wearing horns on their heads. Grandmas with silver crowns either sneered or looked down upon him.

Then Meng Zhou was making offerings again, but what was the use of making offerings?
Since they were young, they could often hear the beating of drumsticks and loud singing coming from the distant village. The rich incense burned all day and all night, and the green smoke turned into black smoke that covered the entire mountain. , and no results were seen.

Even the little kids in the village knew that they were a clan abandoned by their ancestors and hated by the God of Creation, but they couldn't understand it.

beg?
What's the use of begging? There is no response and no reply. On the contrary, a lot of food and property are wasted, and they are thrown away, leaving the village without enough food or warm clothes.

Originally, their life was difficult, the yields in the fields were sparse, and the mountains and forests rejected them. If Meng Zhou did not come with him, one or two of the young men who went hunting would always be missing when they came back, or they would be snatched away by tigers and leopards. , or was punished by the gods in the mountains.

And if you go?
Haha, there are more than one or two dolls and women in the village!

However, in such a difficult environment, the village was still able to survive in the mountains, and it was somewhat capable. The old man Meng Zhou was indeed very capable, but no matter how big he was, he would eventually grow old.

I heard from the boys in my village that the last time I took a look at it from a distance on the other side of the mountain, the old man was so skinny that he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

It looks like it won't last a few years.

Although the next generation of shamans can be regarded as talented, they are not as good as the old man Meng Zhou. I think they can only inherit the skills of two or three generations!

It's a pity that if they were willing to return a hundred years ago, give up those old-fashioned goods, and worship "Yang Gong" and "Yang Po", they only need to cut off half of the population, and the remaining ones can still be protected, but then, After such a loss, the number of people there was less than ten thousand, and even the parents-in-law couldn't look down on them.

However, the parents-in-law don't like it, and some of the items there are still quite rare in the surrounding villages.

When the time comes, when no one is around, picking up rags can also add a bit of heritage to your home!

At the same time, in the village with loud drums.

Behind the dancing boys and girls wearing grotesque masks, in an ancient and slightly dilapidated temple, several butter candles as thick as an adult's arm illuminated most of the temple's places, except for There was not a trace of light on the statues behind the offering table. Their whole bodies were shrouded in deep darkness, and only their outlines could be vaguely seen.

And under the altar table, a thin figure, whose body was already filled with a strong smell of death, tremblingly took off the ferocious mask on his face, and said as if crying, as if laughing:
“I can’t hear you clearly, ancestor, I can’t hear you clearly!”

He is the wizard in this village.

In these days, the mountains and forests are restless, and the oppression of the spirits and ghosts is getting tighter. The young and strong people who went out to hunt would have been able to come back nine out of ten, but now half of them are lucky.

What's even more hateful is that during festivals and during sacrifices in the surrounding villages, they always lose dolls here, sometimes one or two, sometimes seven or eight.

The situation has gotten worse.

But Meng Zhou had no choice.

He is too old and too tired!
All his teeth have fallen out, his flesh and blood have shriveled, and his once kind face now looks treacherous. He would not dare to go outside to see the dolls in the village without wearing a mask.

But even so, Meng Zhou could only continue to sit here.

The next generation of witches are still too young to bear the wind and rain in this mountain forest. If they leave for a day early, the evil gods will not be merciful and will swallow up the entire village in a matter of minutes.

Hanging on to this last breath, at least due to their past power, those evil gods will also be worried and can give the dolls two more "peaceful" days.
This morning, Meng Zhou seemed to hear something in a daze, but it was not clear. He just vaguely looked up and saw an ancestor statue behind the table suddenly flashing fluorescent light.

Although it is very possible that his eyesight is dim.

But Mengzhou still held this grand ceremony with a faint hope.

just.

Now it seems
(End of this chapter)