At the top of the stone tower of the tribe, a cyan figure stood facing the wind, looking at the figure disappearing into the depths of the wasteland with a resolute gaze.
In the tribe below the stone tower, all the clansmen had returned to their previous state. There were already clansmen gathering at the city gate. They were going to go deep into the wasteland to hunt for blood and food. The women were hurriedly walking on the newly built bluestone path in the tribe, carrying rough tools or large pieces of meat in their hands. They were busy.
Some young children even ran out of their homes crazily, chasing and playing on the street. As for some children in their teens, they were looking at the bluestone courtyard on the hill not far away, showing an envious look. They suddenly turned around and ran towards the martial arts arena in the tribe. They were old enough to start learning martial arts, so there were specialized martial artists in the tribe to teach them.
Some old people walked around the tribe with crutches, or gathered in a group to talk about the younger generation of children in the tribe. They talked about which child had the most potential, which young man had broken through the Bone Honing Realm and joined the warriors, or which family's martial artists had gone hunting with which clansmen for the first time, and what kind of prey they had hunted.
Many of these old people were retired from the guardian warriors. Some of them were too weak to fight in the wasteland, and some were seriously injured. They left the guardian warriors and enjoyed the rest of their lives. At this moment, they had given everything for the tribe. In each of their hearts, they no longer had the thought of fighting against the alien tribes. What they looked forward to most was the inheritance of the tribe, the safety of their relatives, and the children playing in the tribe. They could inherit their will, cultivate hard, and join the warriors to fight in the wasteland, kill the alien tribes, protect the tribe, and defend the land under their feet!
At the top of the stone tower, Xiao Chen watched this scene for a long time. His expression didn't change for a long time until a soft voice sounded behind him.
"Big Brother Xiao, why did you ask Qing Er to come here?"
Xiao Chen turned around and looked at the woman in front of him who didn't have any makeup on. Her long hair was casually draped over her back, messed up by the breeze. It was hard to imagine that this gentle woman, as a woman, would also have a strong and resolute side. Although she was a woman, she was not inferior to a man.
"Qing 'er's strength has improved again. She has already opened five meridians, right?"
"This is all thanks to the Earth-rank Cultivation Method that Big Brother Xiao brought back. Otherwise, it would take me several months to open another meridian. It's just that the amount of resources I'll need is several times more than before!"
"En!" Xiao Chen replied.
Ever since Xiao Chen had obtained the inheritance of the Purple Snake War Tribe from Venerable Purple Snake, he had passed on this cultivation method to Mu Qing. Not only that, within this huge inheritance, there were more than ten Earth-class cultivation methods and martial arts techniques. Among them, there were two mid-grade Earth-class cultivation methods, the Blazing Soldier Technique and the Purple Blood Technique.
When Xiao Chen returned to the tribe, he had allowed all the chiliarchs in the tribe to choose a low-grade Earth-class Cultivation Method to train. However, if one wanted to train in a mid-grade Earth-class Cultivation Method or above, one would need to make sufficient contributions to the tribe in order to obtain the opportunity to train in it.
At the same time, in order to ensure the safety of these Cultivation Methods, Xiao Chen had personally collected all the Cultivation Methods above the mid-grade Earth-class. The Gu Yuan Tribe's Technique Inheritance Hall was placed at the highest level of the stone tower, close to where Xiao Chen was resting. This time around, Xiao Chen had even arranged for a Technique Inheritance Elder to guard the Technique Inheritance Hall and not allow him to easily leave.
"Follow me!"
Xiao Chen did not mention anything else. After speaking softly, his body rose into the air and flew towards the eastern part of the tribe. Upon hearing this, Mu Qing nodded gently. His body turned into a flash of green light that quickly followed.
There were two newly built large halls in the eastern part of the tribe. They were made of limestone and looked simple and exuberant. The large halls were hundreds of feet tall, and there was a large and heavy stone memorial arch on the plaza outside the large halls. Various ferocious and terrifying giant desolate beasts were carved on it, giving it an extremely desolate aura.
One of the two large halls was located in the eastern part of the tribe, while the other was located in the southeastern part of the tribe. At this moment, Xiao Chen's destination was the slightly smaller hall in the southeastern part of the tribe.
Instead of flying directly into the large hall, he landed outside the memorial arch of the large hall. Mu Qing, who was following closely behind him, was puzzled as to why Xiao Chen would wait for her to come to this large hall. Not only her, but the entire tribe was also puzzled as to why Xiao Chen had built these two large halls.
For all the people of the Great Wilderness, the most important thing of the year was to offer sacrifices to their ancestors. The people of the Great Wilderness did not worship Immortals or Demons, nor did they worship Gods or Buddhas. However, they would offer sacrifices to their ancestors every year. However, the large hall used to offer sacrifices to their ancestors was located in the northern part of the tribe, on the Zhong Hun Mountain. Although he was puzzled, Mu Qing did not say anything because he felt that Xiao Chen's mood seemed to have become a little depressed at this moment.
Boom!
The huge stone door that was a hundred feet wide opened with a loud bang. Xiao Chen stepped into the large hall. To Mu Qing's surprise, the large hall that was five hundred feet deep was completely empty. The surroundings were filled with stone lanterns that were carved in the form of giant beasts of the Great Wilderness, but at this moment, they were all ablaze.
In the center of the large hall, there was a platform that covered an area of ten feet and was thirty feet high. It was entirely cast from bronze and was carved with countless huge winged pythons that were hissing towards the sky. This was the legendary fierce beast of the Great Wilderness, the Purple-Winged Heaven-Swallowing Python.
Below the stone platform was a huge green stone cauldron. In the cauldron, the flames on the incense sticks flickered, emitting a fragrance that seeped into one's heart.
On the high platform, there was a huge stone tablet that was twenty feet tall. It was covered with purple python patterns, and on this stone tablet, there were two huge ancient characters.
Purple Snake!
Mu Qing couldn't help but guess the meaning of these two characters. While she was puzzled, Xiao Chen's voice echoed in the large hall.
"The martial arts manuals that I brought back belonged to the Purple Snake Tribe!"
Xiao Chen's voice was heavy as he told Mu Qing about the past of the Purple Snake Tribe. Of course, he didn't mention the Path of Void of the foreign races.
"The ancestors of the Purple Snake Tribe are worthy of our descendants' worship. No wonder Big Brother Xiao ordered the tribe to build such a grand Offering Hall. In Qing 'er's opinion, inheriting the will of our ancestors means that we can't forget our roots. Only then will we be able to open up a new future. All the people of our Guyuan Tribe will worship without end!"
Picking up the incense sticks that were as thick as an arm, Xiao Chen bowed respectfully and said, "That's right. Since our Guyuan Tribe has inherited the heritage left behind by the Purple Snake Tribe, how can we be ungrateful? Big Brother Xiao built this hall so that the people of our Guyuan Tribe will remember the kindness of the Purple Snake Tribe."
Whoosh!
At this moment, a purple light flashed in Xiao Chen's hand, emitting a vast aura.
It was the Inherited Combat Weapon, the Purple Snake Sword!