Nine secrets to cover the sky

Chapter 130 Night Attack
The old man faced the abyss, looked at it silently for a while, then slowly turned around, and said to the other party: "You know, whether we are the Qimen clan or the Semitic clan, they are not really a clan. It’s just a branch separated from their respective clans.”

Fang Jie didn't answer.

The old man looked at the distance that could not be seen by the white mist, and showed a trace of nostalgia: "The real Semitic tribe is the one with the largest number of people among the hundred clans of the Emperor, and the Qimen clan is among the hundred clans of the Emperor. One of the ten most powerful tribes. 800 years ago, our ancestors were good friends with the ancestors of those Semites. Because of various problems in their respective tribes, one day they left the tribe with the young and old, and came to the Here, then, they didn't live together, but they were at least very friendly."

Hearing this, Fang Jie was a little surprised. It turned out that the ancestors of the two races, one bullying the weak and the other being bullied, still have a past.

The old man turned around to look at Fang Jie, and said: "The reason why the Qimen clan is called Qimen is because the Qimen clan knows all kinds of strange arts, including weapons, formations, etc. The branch of our ancestors was also a master who was proficient in formations. He once made a treasure called 'Red Fang'. The tribe is safe, and the Semites have no defense other than speed and that deceptive facial makeup."

Speaking of this, the old man's expression showed a trace of hatred: "Once upon a time, the ancestors of the two races lived in this strange place together as brothers and sisters, and naturally supported each other. Therefore, our ancestors often lent the red square to the ancestors of the Semites to make the Semites The tribe has overcome difficulties again and again, and this has become a tradition that has been passed down, but 300 years ago, the Red Fang Semites borrowed it again and never returned it.”

Fang Jie couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Not paying back?"

The old man nodded his drooping head: "We asked for it several times, and even triggered a big war, but in the end we still failed to get it back. And since there is no red square, our tribe can no longer live in the jungle full of dangers." , so I migrated to this Gangmu Cliff, I wanted to recuperate, slowly accumulate strength, and one day I would get back to the Red Fang, but unexpectedly, the Semitic tribes were strong and began to enslave us, slowly cutting off our cultivation conditions , making us worse from generation to generation, until now, there is not even a fighter at the level of Gangqi."

Fang Jie finally understood the reason why the Qimen clan was weak, and couldn't help but ask: "You two clans used to be brothers and share hardships together, how did it become like this after only a few generations?"

The old man laughed miserably: "It was our ancestors and the ancestors of those Semitic people who shared weal and woe. When the ancestors left the people, the two tribes were only neighbors. They lived together in this dangerous place, and they were both very weak. In order to survive better, it is only natural to erode each other and abandon the past as time goes by. However, those Semitic people have not reached the point of madness. , but at least they have never killed any of our people.”

Fang Jie heard this silence for a while, and asked: "Senior thinks that for the future safety of the Qimen clan, I may have to completely eradicate that tribe to cause future troubles. That step, so let me help you get back the red square, so that even after I leave, the Semites can no longer bully you? Right?"

The old man nodded, looked at Fang Jie and said: "The clansmen didn't expect this, so they were afraid, but I believe that you descended from the sky to our Qimen clan, either it was arranged by the heavens, or it was the grace of our ancestors, so I always We all know that you will bring about a turning point for the Qimen clan, which is almost unable to survive, and this time you will go to the Semitic clan, which is the best opportunity. I have confidence in you, and I have no doubt that you can do it, so I beg you, bring Red Fang back!"

Fang Jie smiled and said: "I can't do this kind of thing because of some people I know, and kill others I don't know well, and I really haven't thought about it before. This is the best way, and I have no reason to refuse, so please wish me success immediately, senior."

Tears welled up in the old man's eyes when he heard the words, and said, "I'm waiting for you, and I'm also waiting for Hongfang."

Fang Jie nodded, then walked up to the six Semitic people, released the little frog, let it spit out six bubbles, trapped the six people inside, and said to the astonished Huitou: "These people will be locked here first. Don’t worry about them, they will never escape.”

The gray head nodded quickly.

Fang Jie looked at the little frog on his shoulder, and the little frog leaped up and turned into a mighty big bird in the midair of the cliff outside the plank road.

Fang Jie jumped onto the little frog's back, looked at the clansmen with complex expressions, and then nodded to the crow's grandfather, and the little frog shot up into the sky.

Perhaps because it hadn't come out for a long time, the little frog seemed very happy, so it flew very fast. It didn't take long before it passed the top of Gangmu Cliff, and then it swooped down again, until it was very close to the woods. Just sticking to the canopy of the trees, flying at low altitude, all the way to the east.

After 10 minutes, the sky darkened.

Fang Jie, standing on the back of the little frog, finally found the tribe of the Semites, so he let the little frog restore his true self to stand on his shoulder, while he stood on the top of a tree and looked out.

I saw that in the forest that looked quiet in the night, there were many wooden houses built on big trees and covered by the tree canopy. There was no trace of fire inside, and there were many Semites standing guard in the dark outside the village. It is not difficult to see that the whole tribe All are on high alert.

"There is Hong Fang from the Qimen clan, it is impossible to attack directly, we can only sneak in." Seeing this, Fang Jie thought secretly.

Immediately, the little frog returned to the storage bag, and he recited the "Spell of Empty Brightness", and after reaching the invisible state of dissolving into the surrounding environment, he leaped, then quietly escaped into the ground, and then quickly approached the target.

There were a hundred secret whistles from outsiders in the entire Semitic tribe, but at this moment, no one noticed that there was someone under their feet, sneaking into their defense layer after layer.

Soon, Fang Jie entered the underground area of ​​the Semitic village, and then he opened the fork to search. It didn't take long before he found the most powerful people in the whole village on the top of a tree with the largest number. Impressively in it, so I was overjoyed, and then approached carefully.

At the same time, in the wooden house on the largest tree, a total of four aura-level masters, three wearing masks and one not wearing a mask, were sitting silently, but their eyes were slightly glanced at the table in front of them. Putting on a black wood token, there seemed to be an atmosphere of tension.

The thin, middle-aged man without a mask suddenly had a restrained but fleeting light in his eyes. His gaze swept over the faces of the other three Semitic people one by one, and he said slowly with a dignified face: "Except for the first generation of ancestors, our tribe has always wanted to return to most of the Semitic tribes, or rush out of the barren hills and mountains for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, we have not been able to succeed, and now the opportunity is ours. Right now, at this moment, I believe that the ancestors of the past generations are looking at us with great satisfaction, waiting for us to make a decision."

Hearing this, the hearts of the other three Semites sank, as if they were really being watched by their ancestors and sects, they immediately straightened up and looked at the black wooden token on the table without squinting.

A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and he said: "The opportunity before us can realize the common wishes of our ancestors and us, but whether we can succeed in the end, we need someone who is not only strong but also witty enough. Who can do it among the four of us?"

After saying these words, the expressions in the eyes of the three Semitic people became strange.

The middle-aged man paused, and then said seriously: "Since no one has a good candidate, I think I have the strength of aura level, and I am also a resourceful counselor. hope, to successfully complete 'that thing'."

Hearing this, one of the three Semitic people with braids slammed the table and stood up suddenly, pointing to the middle-aged man and said: "Who doesn't know that with this opportunity, who will do 'that thing', so that If your own strength increases greatly, the tribe will make him the leader, and then everyone will rely on him to change their destiny? Well, you Tushan, after talking for a long time, you still want to go by yourself!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Tu Shan's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "Mo Shan, Mo Shan, do you know that in the face of the interests of the entire tribe, it is very shameful to care about personal gains and losses. Have you forgotten Now, the tribe is going through a major historical event, and now the ancestors of all ages are watching us."

Hearing this, the guy named Mo Shan was furious: "Don't pull out the ancestors and oppress others! Whoever among us successfully completes 'that matter' will eventually return the tribe to the Semitic tribe, no matter how bad it is. After rushing out of the hills, the discussion now is who will seize this opportunity, accomplish that, and then increase their strength greatly, and finally change the fate of the tribe!"

As soon as this remark came out, the other two Semites nodded one after another, and then stared at Tu Shan dissatisfied.

Seeing that he couldn't fool the three of them, Tu Shan cursed secretly in his heart, and with a turn of his eyes, there was a plan, and suddenly his expression changed: "There is someone!"

Mo Shan sneered when he heard the words: "Don't be sloppy, what's the trick?"

Tu Shan stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Someone is really approaching, get ready!"

The two people beside Mo Shan also stood up, and all three looked at Tu Shan and the black wood token on the table vigilantly, Mo Shan smiled and said, "Why, want to snatch it?"

The complexion in Tu Shan's eyes turned, and his face changed drastically, pointing at the three of them and shouting: "Damn it! Behind you!"

Mo Shan and the other three were unmoved, but smiled and said, "Your mother is behind you!"

But at this moment, three sounds of "bang bang bang" came, but it was a palm that hit Tu Shan with all their attention, and didn't care about the back of Mo Shan and the three people behind him, and the three of them immediately groaned , Exclaimed in his heart: "So there is really a fucking person?!" Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground and passed out one after another.

Tu Shan cursed "Damn" inwardly, and immediately jumped three steps, looking to the opposite corner.

At this time, Fang Jie came out from the darkness, first looked at the three Semites lying on the ground in different postures, and secretly said inexplicably, "Why are these Semites so stupid?" Put it on the opposite side, and the remaining person is the Semitic.

Looking at each other, Tu Shan's thoughts turned sharply, secretly thinking about what this guy who sneaked in through the Five Elements Escape Technique and obviously does not belong to the tribe wants to do... But just as this question came up, his expression immediately changed, and then he looked at the guy on the table. The Blackwood Token rushed forward.

And Fang Jie has already realized that this guy is the target of his trip - a counselor, seeing Tu Shan attacking at this time, the target is not him, but the black wooden token on the table, he feels weird in his heart, So he urged the speed of the soldier's fate, rushed to the table first, and grabbed the black wooden token in his hand.

(End of this chapter)