Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 43 [Terrifying aura, the human-witch clan]

Deeper, there were dozens of auras that were more terrifying than him. After exploring here, Zhang Yan did not continue. For people who were stronger than him, Zhang Yan's actions were easily disgusted.

Especially since this tribe is a group of savages, they can't help but give him a beating and beat him half to death. Then who will he find to reason with?

"Brother, how is our tribe? It's big, right?"

"Yeah! It's really big."

Zhang Yan nodded. The area he could see was hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. If they were all members of the Wu Clan who were not below the Golden Immortal realm, it would indeed be a huge tribe.

At least even the Taiyi Golden Immortal Demon King who is separatist on one side does not have so many strong men under his command.

"Haha! This is just the tip of the iceberg. There are more than ten gathering places like this in our Houtu tribe."

After saying this, Hou Yi was very proud, and he was also proud of being a member of the Houtu tribe.

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, but was also bored. The division of the Wu clan is not very clear. Whoever manages it is called the tribe. There should be eleven more powerful Wu clans like this, all based on the Twelve Ancestral Witches. name.

"Let's go shopping."

Hou Yi took Zhang Yan into the tribe. It has to be said that although Hou Yi has not become a great witch now, he is already very famous in the tribe. Whenever he meets someone, he will say hello to Hou Yi.

"Hey! Manniu, I brought a human friend to visit the tribe."

The man called Man Niu was also a pure-blooded shaman. His exposed skin had blood-red patterns. It was unclear whether they were tattooed or natural.

But really speaking, the pair of curved horns on his forehead are even more peculiar.

"Oh!"

Man Niu raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Yan. Looking at Zhang Yan's thin figure, he felt a little bored: "Go, go, let's play."

Hou Yi was very dissatisfied with Man Niu's performance, "Hey, don't underestimate him. This little brother is very strong. I am no match for him."

"Very strong!"

After hearing what Hou Yi said, Man Niu glanced at Zhang Yan with wolf-like eyes, and his lazy body suddenly straightened up.

"Haha! Human race brother, welcome to visit the Houtu Tribe."

"Hou Yi, you must remember to entertain this little brother well. If there is anything that dissatisfies this little human race brother, I will ask for you."

Zhang Yan was speechless when he saw Man Niu's change of attitude. This change was so incredible, and his face changes were even faster than those in Sichuan Opera.

However, this also gave Zhang Yan a bad premonition. Along the way, everyone who heard that Zhang Yan could compete with Hou Yi showed unprecedented enthusiasm, as if they wanted to fight Zhang Yan immediately.

However, there seemed to be some scruples, but even so, Zhang Yan was a little frightened. He always felt as if he had entered a dragon's den, and everyone was eyeing him.

"Brother Hou Yi, are you people from the Wu tribe too enthusiastic?"

Hou Yi nodded and laughed and said, "Brother, I have told you that our Wu clan is very hospitable and enthusiastic."

"By the way, I'm here. Brother, please stay in our tribe for a while. It happens to be the Bonfire Festival of our Houtu tribe in a few days."

"You must stay."

In the last sentence, Hou Yi used extremely heavy words, and his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yan, for fear that he would refuse.

"Bonfire Day!"

In an instant, Zhang Yan guessed that there must be something strange about this bonfire festival, otherwise Hou Yi would never have been able to speak so seriously.

"That's right! With your participation this time, little brother, I will tell Mr. Houtu to add a few high-grade innate spiritual treasures to the reward."    "A few high-grade innate spiritual treasures!"

Even Zhang Yan, who was relatively wealthy, felt a little envious when he heard Hou Yi's words.

"Of course, brother, don't worry. With your ability, as long as you show your skills, there will definitely be no problem, and no one will be killed."

"Our Houtu tribe has always stood for mercy and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Do you still remember that little thief? In fact, even if he is sent to Master Houtu, Master Houtu will not kill him. We always remember Master Houtu's teachings of kindness, gentleness and courtesy."

"Well, that would be great."

Hou Yi's previous words gave Zhang Yan some peace of mind. As long as he didn't die and could improve his strength, it was just a matter of experience at most, so it didn't matter.

"Brother, just tell me what you like, and I will arrange for someone to build a place for you."

"No need to bother.

Zhang Yan shook his head and then looked around. This place was halfway up the mountain, a remote place on the outskirts of the tribe, but for Zhang Yan, this was a good place.

"Just here."

"Okay, then I will arrange for someone to build a house for me. Brother, do you prefer a stone house or a wooden house? By the way, I still have some bones of monsters. Otherwise, I can build a bone house for me."

Zhang Yan shook his head repeatedly, especially when he heard about Bone House, "I'll be fine on my own."

As he said this, he ignored Hou Yi, squeezed it with both hands, and the magic power circulated. The mysterious aura enveloped the earth, making waves tremble.

"Boom!"

The land surged and surged, and a stone house stood on the ground. The stone house seemed to be made entirely from nature, without any gaps.

"It's amazing, little brother, this method is necessary."

Zhang Yan smiled lightly and said: "Some small tricks are not worth mentioning."

"Well, little brother, you need to take a rest first. I'll go to Mr. Houtu for some instructions first. Then I'll let you participate in the Bonfire Festival."

"In this case, we will trouble Brother Hou Yi."

"No trouble, no trouble. You can rest first. If you're bored, you can go to the tribe."

"Ok!"

Zhang Yan nodded, watched Hou Yi leave, and then stepped into the stone house.

Although it was temporarily transformed by magic at the time, some commonly used furniture was also available inside.

Zhang Yan sat cross-legged on the stone bed, lost in thought.

The people of the Wu Clan were also enthusiastic towards Zhang Yan, and the more terrifying he felt. There can be no unreasonable good or unreasonable hatred in this world.

Although Zhang Yan wanted to leave, he thought of the few high-grade innate spiritual treasures that Hou Yi had promised him. The matter of cultivation was to go against the current. If Hou Yi had told him directly, Zhang Yan might not have accepted it. treasure.

After all, compared to the innate spiritual treasure, Zhang Yan is more unwilling to have any karma with the Wu clan.

"However, why do the human race mix with the witch race, and then there are the human witches."

(End of this chapter)