The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 331: Lishan Tribe, Strong Malice (asking for monthly tickets)
Not long after, Yin Quanming opened his eyes again.

He seemed to open his palm, and under his control, a ball of red and somewhat abnormal blood began to condense in the center of his palm.

He threw it casually, and the ball of blood gradually turned into a fleshy, fat, bloody figure beside him.

The bloody figure ran two steps towards Yin Quanming, then suddenly collapsed again, and then the blood coagulated into a ball again and was swallowed into Yin Quanming's stomach.

He looked a little confused, as if he didn't know why a snowman appeared, and why the bloody little man just now failed to condense successfully.

But what he just did scared Lu Chen.

Most of the people at the scene were staring at Lu Chen saving people, and few people noticed Yin Quanming's actions.

Lu Chen looked at Yin Quanming deeply, then continued to lower his head. After completely transforming the last drop of blood in Shu Bo's body, he slowly got up.

Then, the body staggered.

Chi Shantong quickly supported Lu Chen: "Shaohao, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just lost a lot of blood."

Lu Chen waved his hands with a pale face. Even his lips were pale now.

He said to Li Shanmao: "I have fulfilled my mission."

Li Shanmao was overjoyed: "You mean... Shu Bo is okay?"

"At least my life is safe."

Lu Chen smiled lightly, then coughed twice.

Li Shanmao hurriedly shouted, "Someone, bring the blood-replenishing medicine!"

A group of soldiers hurried forward and began to place medicinal herbs in front of Lu Chen.

The Lishan Army did not have a logistics department. Whenever they went out to fight, they had to prepare their own combat equipment, medicines, etc.

After a while, a mountain of medicine appeared in front of Lu Chen.

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. Qi cultivators don't focus on their bodies, so losing too much blood makes their bodies weak. They will be fine after a few days of rest."

Li Shanmao held the unconscious Shu Bo and said seriously: "You saved Shu Bo, which is equivalent to saving me. Please don't refuse Shao Hao. There is not much we can do for Shao Hao. I hope Shao Hao will not refuse."

Hearing this, Lu Chen picked up a few large medicines at random and waved his hand: "I don't need the others, so arrange for someone to put them away. I will retreat and adjust my breathing for a few days."

These Lishanmao did not say much and arranged for people to put the medicine away first.

Then he added: "Please Shaohao follow me to the tribe, it is safer there."

Lu Chen nodded.

He said to Mingyun who was standing beside him, "Go and call Mingxiang and others to go to the Lishan tribe."

He then said to Chishan Tong and Yaoshan Peng, "Stay here for now and keep an eye on the movements of Fuzhu Mountain God. If Tumuzi has any news, inform me."

"Yes. Uncle Master."

"Here."

The three of them took the order and left.

Li Shanmao looked at this scene and felt somewhat touched.

Lu Chen made this arrangement because he chose not to bring anyone with him, and it also showed his trust in him.

After all, he had said long ago that many people had sent him messages asking him to pay attention to Lu Chen's movements.

If he still has ill will towards Lu Chen, then when Lu Chen follows him back to the Lishan tribe, it will be the best time to take action!
Of course, he doesn't have such thoughts now.

He was a man who valued friendship and loyalty. Lu Chen helped him capture the evil god Fuzhu and also saved Shu Bo, who was like a father to him.

Then he would definitely not have any bad thoughts about Lu Chen!
He immediately arranged for people to use local materials to quickly make two chariots.

Lu Chen pretended not to hear and said to Yin Quanming: "Can you still sense the Pig-Assisting Evil God?"

Yin Quanming closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen sent a message to Tumuzi, and separated a sub-bell from the Sun Bell and gave it to Yin Quanming: "I have a nephew who can trap the life spirit of the Fuzhu Evil God. This bell can allow the two of you to communicate with each other. I have already told him that if you can sense the location of the Fuzhu Evil God, send a message to him."

"Ok."

Yin Quanming took the bell.

He even rang the bell out of curiosity.

After a series of 'ding ding ding' sounds, an exasperated voice came out of the bell: "Who is it! Who is it? I was almost able to capture the evil god's soul, but now the bell is ringing. That guy has escaped again. I don't know where he is hiding. I have to track him down again."

Yin Quanming's body stiffened, he looked at Lu Chen and blinked.

"Tsuchi-kun means no harm."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Just wait until the bell rings, then contact me."

Yin Quanming nodded woodenly. He was just a little slow in reaction, but he was not really stupid.

At this time, the man who made the chariot also came back.

These totem warriors were very efficient. In the time it took for a few of them to have a conversation, they had built two cars.

Although the surface looks rough, the overall effect is still better. Some totem warriors even baked it with fire. Some totem warriors even killed a few prey, skinned them, and after a little processing, they put them on the car.

At least there is no problem using it for transportation.

"Shaohao, please get on the chariot." After putting the unconscious Shu Bo on a cart, Lishan Mao said to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen did not refuse this kindness and got on the chariot. However, when he saw Lishan Mao preparing to pull the chariot himself, he immediately said, "Master Lishan, there is no need to do this. If you do this again, I will not follow you back."

Li Shanmao was somewhat helpless, but he also changed his mount, a wild beast that looked like a dog but was only the size of a cow, to pull the cart.

There was a witchcraft formation engraved on the car, and Lu Chen could not feel any bumps while sitting in it.

This kind of enjoyment made Lu Chen look at the social productivity of the current wild world with a higher regard.

Who says that humans in primitive society didn’t know how to enjoy life?

They obviously know so much that they can easily build a chariot like this.

"However, high-level totem warriors are all very proud and rarely do such things. Only because I am Shaohao and the savior of the Lishan Tree, can I show such an attitude, right?"

Lu Chen naturally knew it in his heart.

There are people who enjoy life in the Great Wilderness World, but only the high-ranking members of the human race can enjoy such treatment.

Ordinary human beings?
Look at those totem warriors, do they still regard ordinary humans as their own people?

When society develops to a certain level, classes will inevitably emerge, and too many classes will definitely lead to a widening gap between the rich and the poor.

Even in the real world where technology is popularized all over the world, some people live a life of luxury, luxury cars and houses, and are accompanied by beautiful women, while others can only work hard in the fields, earning a living from the land. The class gap is enormous.

Not to mention this vast world where thinking is even more backward.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Chen felt that the speed of the car slowed down, and the blood and energy around him quickly became vigorous.

"Shaohao, we have arrived at the tribe."

From outside, Li Shanmao's voice was heard.

Lu Chen pushed aside the fur of an unknown beast that served as a door curtain, and saw the figure of Lishan Mao and the ordinary people of the Lishan tribe who were looking at him.

Two Sky-Stepping Realm warriors came forward to help Lu Chen, but Lu Chen refused: "I have recovered some strength, no need to help."

The pale face was of course fake. Of course, he didn't need anyone to support him. Otherwise, wouldn't he be looked down upon by others if he looked so weak at such a young age?

Lishan Mao also arranged for people to send the Lishan tree away and arranged for the witch doctor in the tribe to treat it.

He himself did not leave, but followed Lu Chen.

"If the old general wakes up, please tell me and I will go to take a look." Lu Chen said.

"Yes, Shaohao."

Li Shanmao nodded.

Lu Chen continued: "You said that many people want to kill me. What tribe are they from?"

Li Shanmao's body stiffened for a moment, and his expression was a little hesitant.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I don't have any intention of revenge. Besides, there are ten tribes jumping out from the East Wilderness, nine of them want to kill me, and the remaining one probably wants to whip my corpse."

Li Shanmao didn't know what to say, so he smiled stiffly: "You're joking, Shaohao."

Lu Chen chuckled and said nothing more.

Although he said it in a joking tone, in fact, even if there is some difference, it is not big.

Even within the Lishan tribe, Lu Chen felt mostly hostile intent, and among the remaining small group, a large portion of them reacted extremely indifferently to Lu Chen!
There are very few people who have some good intentions towards Lu Chen, who has the title of "Shaohao", and it is very likely that they do not have good intentions towards Lu Chen as a person, but just respect the name of "Shaohao".

Lishanmao personally gave the best stone house in the tribe to Lu Chen for use.

Then he went out the door.

Looking at the sun gradually setting in the sky, he wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.

This Shaohao Qing is not easy to deal with. He has hidden meanings in his words. He has just arrived at the Lishan Tribe, but he has almost seen through the Lishan Tribe.

At this moment, an old man with a two-meter height, a white beard and a hideous wound on his face walked towards Lishan Mao, with anger in his eyes.

"Manbo!"

Li Shanmao hurried over to meet him.

He is the last mountain-moving warrior in the Lishan tribe, besides Shu Bo and himself.

Man Bo's voice was somewhat dull: "Master, I heard... that Shao Hao Qing followed you back to the tribe?"

Li Shanmao nodded.

This news could not be concealed. There were tens of thousands of warriors who followed him. Who didn't know that Shaohao Qing had come to the Lishan tribe?
"Why don't you kill him!"

Man Bo's eyes widened as he glared at Li Shanmao: "Mingshan Tribe, Jiaoshan Tribe, have the tribe leaders forgotten what we discussed with our tribe?!"

Mingshan Tribe and Jiaoshan Tribe are both human tribes not far from Lishan Tribe, and are also medium-sized tribes on the front line.

The road back to Shaohao Wilderness must pass through one of these three mountain ranges. Of course, the shortest way is to walk through the territory of the Lishan Tribe.

Li Shanmao smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, Manbo. There is something else going on. Let's go to the main hall and talk about it first."

Man Bo glanced around, snorted coldly, and turned to walk towards the meeting hall.

Soon, the two arrived at the meeting hall, asked everyone else to go out, and closed the door.

"It was Shaohao who saved Shubo."

Lishan Mao no longer played dumb at this time and began to slowly tell the story.

"How dare the Fuzhu Mountain God do this? Does that mean that the Blood Demon is not the murderer?"

Manbo frowned.

Li Shanmao looked at Man Bo deeply and said, "That's right. Everything was done by Fuzhu Evil God. Blood Demon even saved my life. If Blood Demon hadn't saved me, I would have died. If Shaohao hadn't appeared, the warriors of our tribe would have fought with Fuzhu Evil God's clones and would have suffered heavy losses."

Man Bo was silent.

Shu Bo is his old friend, and Li Shan Mao is the clan leader.

If both of them died, and there was only one Lishan tribe left, could it still be a medium-sized tribe?

When the time comes and the Fuzhu Mountain God rises to power, will the demons and beasts in Lishan still obediently allow themselves to be slaughtered by the Lishan tribe?
By then, out of the hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, at least half would have to die before they could possibly get through this difficult time.

And his life span is not long.

The lifespan of a great wizard at the Earth-Fulling Realm is only a thousand years or so.

The life span of a warrior at the Moving Mountains Realm is only two to three hundred years.

Totem warriors are warlike and have hidden injuries all over their bodies. Few totem warriors can live to their maximum lifespan.

Man Bo had been seriously injured and his life span had been shortened a lot. He is almost two hundred years old this year and he doesn't have many days left to live, just like the Lishan tree.

Once he dies again, can the Lishan tribe still be called the Lishan tribe?

A medium-sized tribe without a Mountain-Mountain-Mountain-Mountain-Level general in charge can only be food to be slaughtered!
Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Not out of fear, but out of anger!

He clenched his fists and roared, "Fuzhu Evil God! How audacious!"

He lived for two hundred years and experienced the heyday of the Lieshan clan. At that time, Emperor Wangyu had just taken office and worked hard to govern the country and reform the tribal system.

Shaohao Xiu and other geniuses surrounded Emperor Wangyu, driving the fortunes of the entire human race to prosper.

As a result, countless human tribes gave birth to geniuses.

For example, Lishan Mao’s father was a genius of the Lishan tribe.

The Lishan tribe reached its peak under the leadership of Lishan Mao's father.

The population of the entire tribe is no less than 700,000. There are three great wizards in the Zhenhai Realm, no less than ten warriors in the Banshan Realm, and hundreds of warriors in the Tiankong Realm.

This is just the headquarters of the Lishan tribe.

Among the small tribes that split off from the Lishan tribe, there were more or less talented warriors at the level of generals.

In the Lishan tribe at that time, who among the demons and beasts dared to look up at the Lishan people?
Even a passing dog has to slap itself before it can leave alive!

The mountain god Fuzhu even knelt in front of the leader of the Lishan tribe, shaking his head and wagging his tail, acting as a lackey. If he was told to go east, he would not dare to go west!
How many years has it been?
The Lishan tribe has declined to this extent!

Even a little pig-supporting mountain god dares to stroke the tiger's whiskers! ?
"I'm going to kill that guy!"

Man Bo roared, and the meeting hall shook twice.

Li Shanmao said quickly: "Manbo, please don't get excited. It is only a matter of time before Fuzhu Evil God is captured. We are going to talk about other things now."

He paused and said, "Should we explain the situation here to Mingshan and Jiaoshan?"

Upon hearing this, Manbo could not help but hesitate: "This matter... Shaohao did save our Lishan tribe's life, but we have an agreement with Mingshan and Jiaoshan."

At this point, he said without hesitation: "I tend to inform Mingshan and Jiaoshan of Shaohao Qing's news. After all... we still have to deal with the two tribes in the future. Of course, clan leader, you don't have to worry about this matter. I will take care of it."

As he said this, he was about to go out.

"Uncle Man, our tribe only has three warriors at the Mountain Moving Realm. We can't have any fewer people. I'm very tired, really very tired."

Lishanmao's voice sounded behind Manbo.

Man Bo paused, turned around and said with a smile: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about? Our Lishan tribe will become stronger and stronger in the future. Sooner or later, we will return to the peak and reach the glory of the time when your father was here!"

(End of this chapter)