Above the gray fog

Lin Shan waited patiently outside the barrier.

This wait lasted for nearly two hours.

At a certain moment, a wave like water ripples suddenly appeared outside the barrier.

The first person to come out was a middle-aged man, wearing a colorful robe made of scraps of cloth, with long white hair like clouds, looking very romantic.

The most distinctive thing was that there was a very old pair of glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and there was a lens inside the red wooden frame.

"Strange thing..." Lin Shan murmured, this man should be the leader of the Yuan tribe, even if he is not the leader, his status must be noble, otherwise, such a strange thing would not be on him.

When he saw Lin Shan, the middle-aged man immediately stepped forward, spread the green wings behind him, put one hand across his chest, and bowed down.

Xuan Ge and Chun Nan, who followed behind him, immediately followed and performed an identical etiquette.

"Senior, I am the king of the Qingyuan tribe. I heard that you want to make a deal with me?"

"Qingyuan tribe, isn't it Yuan tribe?"

"Yuan tribe is the general name of the big tribe. Adding a green character to Yuan can fully represent our branch tribe." Qingyuan King replied.

Lin Shan asked casually, "Can it also be called the Yuan people tribe?"

As expected, Qingyuan King continued to nod, "Indeed, there is such a name, or it can be called the Qingyuan people tribe. We and seniors, if we talk about it in a big way, are also somewhat related. We are all human-shaped, different from those strange creatures in the outside world."

He hoped to get closer through this.

"Please let me in and sit down?" Lin Shan asked, and all his voice would be converted into mental power and appear directly in the other party's mind.

"Please..." Without any hesitation, Qingyuan King made a gesture of invitation, and a green wing spread out and stretched in the same direction as his arm.

"Yes." Following the direction pointed by Qingyuan King, Lin Shan took a step forward and directly passed through the barrier without causing any strange vision.

As far as the eye can see, there are towering trees all the way to the end of the sight. These trees are planted in a very regular and neat manner.

You can also see wooden houses hanging on some trees, which should be the residences of the Qingyuan people.

This is the first time that Lin Shan has seen a race living in trees.

He extended his mental power to the wooden house. The decoration inside is very ordinary. Some leaves and grass roots are covered with the fur of evil or wild animals as beds, and the wooden furniture is very uniform.

The little Qingyuan, who is only one meter tall, sat at the door, looking into the distance, as if looking forward to something.

At this moment, a female Qingyuan flew over from afar and landed in front of the little Qingyuan, bringing him news that was as devastating as the sky falling, "Ma Xiu, not long ago... the expedition team your parents were in... the green fire left in the tribe was all extinguished..."

Visibly, the expectation in the little Qingyuan's eyes gradually disappeared and became dim, and the light that was originally shining in her eyes... extinguished.

After a while, he raised his face and looked at the female Qingyuan in front of him, "Sister Yin Yan, I will be 12 years old in two years. I want to participate in the training of the expedition team."

The female Qingyuan hugged him gently, stroked his back with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice, "Okay..."

Under the cover of mental power, everything here was taken in by Lin Shan. For some reason, his heart twitched fiercely.

He knew that the family of this little Qingyuan was indirectly killed by him.

But, this feeling only lasted for a moment, and Lin Shan's eyes returned to calm again. When he looked at this scene again, he felt completely different.

It's like...it's like two ants hugging each other.

"Let's find a place to talk?" Lin Shan turned his sight and looked at the Qingyuan King in front of him. The king of the Qingyuan clan was only at the peak of sequence nine.

"Please come this way."

"Yes."

The group flew towards the center of the clan land. The area of ​​the entire clan land was very small, so small that it was beyond Lin Shan's expectation. The diameter was less than 80 kilometers.

This made Lin Shan hesitate. How many people can such a small area have?

He naturally had no desire for the Qingyuan tribe, except for faith.

He believed that with his own strength, it would be no problem to protect this new and weak race, provided that this race could produce enough value for him.

"How many people are there in your tribe?"

"3 million." Qingyuan King said.

"3 million people... why is the area of ​​the tribe so small?" Lin Shan asked. The development of the Qingyuan tribe was very backward. There was no old technology or spiritual technology. The land utilization rate was very low. 3 million people lived in an area with a diameter of 80 kilometers, which was still a bit crowded.

Along the way, Lin Shan saw four or five small houses hanging on some big trees.

These Qingyuan children seemed to have no entertainment activities. They all stayed in the house. The adults did some labor under the trees, mainly planting crops or doing some manual work.

You can often see the Qingyuan people with their wings spread, traveling between trees and under trees.

Half an hour later.

A tree nearly 100 meters high appeared in front of the sight. There was a circular wooden house in the middle of the tree. This was the palace of King Qingyuan.

Lin Shan didn't know what system they implemented. It didn't seem like a feudal system. When ordinary Qingyuan saw King Qingyuan, they just nodded or waved to greet him. There was no etiquette, let alone kneeling.

When civilization develops to a certain level, there are not many roads to take, but in the early stages of civilization, there are countless roads to explore.

The current human court system of the human race was also created by the human race itself based on its system and needs.

The Qing Yuan tribe is probably similar to this.

"Ah." King Qing Yuan sighed, "My Qing Yuan tribe has been here for a hundred years. We developed smoothly in the first 20 years until we met the Flower Spider tribe. The two tribes fought for 40 years, and our foundation and population were all gone, which led to a regression in development. The tribe has not expanded for a long time."

"In the next 40 years, both tribes realized the danger and knew that it was not a solution to continue fighting like this. So they signed a ceasefire agreement, but there were occasional minor frictions. Under the mutual wear and tear of the two tribes, the tribe has not been able to develop normally. Moreover, because the losses in the previous battle were too serious, there are less than ten extraordinary people in the tribe, which makes it impossible for us to explore the gray fog. We have to divide our combat power to be on guard against each other at all times."

"Yeah." Lin Shan nodded, without saying much.

The group flew into the circular wooden house.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Shan directly stated his purpose, "I need the faith of your Qingyuan tribe."

The Qingyuan King widened his eyes, "We have believed in Yunzhongjun for generations..."

Lin Shan was no exception to this answer. He had seen the statue outside, stepping on auspicious clouds and wearing a tall hat.

From the name, we know that this is a god from the old lineage, and it is most likely from the Tianxia lineage. Yunzhongjun... seems to be the cloud god in Chinese mythology.