Ye Ling followed Jin Ling'er and his brother to the depths of the jungle, and suddenly saw a wooden fort surrounded by spiritual wood fences. Every few meters, there was a watchtower and arrow tower, guarded by Jinwu tribesmen holding magic bows.

These Jinwu tribesmen also saw Jin Ling'er and Jin Tumu on patrol, and brought back a monk in a moon-white satin robe. They stared at each other with hatred, and each pulled the magic bow and aimed at Ye Ling!

"Tumu! Stop! Who is he? What's his origin?"

"Jin Ling'er, your brother is young and ignorant, don't you understand either? We recognize the people from other tribes except the invading monks from Aolai on Dongsang Island!"

"The clan leader has ordered that you will be treated as spies for bringing monks from Aolai into our tribe without authorization. Do you know your crime?"

When Ye Ling heard them shouting, he immediately understood: it turned out that the people of the Jinwu tribe had suffered a great loss from the monks from Aolai, and there were no other monks on Dongsang Island except the monks from Aolai. Everyone else was native to the island.

Therefore, not only did they recognize Ye Ling's outfit as an enemy, but Jin Ling'er and Jin Tumu were also very wary before, so they must have been the same.

Without waiting for Ye Ling to answer, Jin Ling'er said in a clear and melodious voice: "He is not a cultivator from Aolai Country! Instead, he came from a place called Jiuli Haotu, crossing the East China Sea. We are bringing him back to see the tribe leader and let him decide."

The archers of the Jinwu tribe on the arrow tower and the watchtower were all stunned. They had never thought that there was another place in the world besides Aolai Island, which was adjacent to Dongsang Island!

Everyone clamored: "Crossing the East China Sea? This is impossible! According to the tribal legend passed down by word of mouth, the sea is boundless, and there are only our Dongsang Island and Aolai Island in the north within a radius of tens of millions of miles. Even if there are human beings living at the end of the sea, his cultivation is not much better than ours,

It is impossible for him to cross the sea!"

Jin Tumu knew that he was in the wrong about the tribe's discussion, so he didn't say a word, but Jin Ling'er blushed and was about to argue with them.

At this time, Ye Ling said loudly: "Everyone! I am alone and come to pay homage to the leader of the Jinwu tribe. You are a large group of people in the Jinwu tribe. Are you afraid of me?"

Ye Ling said calmly, his words were neither humble nor arrogant, and his expression was very calm, which made the Jinwu people speechless. They all showed shame on their faces. Although they still doubted Ye Ling's identity, the tribe leader on the watchtower waved his right hand and ordered the tribe to open the village gate.

Jin Ling'er looked back at Ye Ling, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She also secretly admired Ye Ling's courage and calm demeanor.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Ling and Jin Ling'er passed through the spiritual wood fence. He no longer cared about the hatred of the Jinwu people. He just paid attention to the spiritual wood buildings here, as well as the stone tables and stone benches. There were bonfires everywhere, on which were roasted prey and other game, and the aroma of meat was overflowing.

Ye Ling thought to himself: "It seems that the Jinwu tribe is a bit like the ancient clan tribe in the legend. It is a hunter tribe that relies mainly on hunting. Most of the tribe members are physical cultivators who are good at bows and arrows. They usually rely on cooking some monsters' spirit meat to replenish their physical and spiritual strength.

Such a tribe, although the bows and arrows are powerful and the tribe members are brave, but the means of attack and defense are somewhat simple, and there is no large formation to protect the village. It is not surprising that they lost to the cultivators of Aolai Country."

While Ye Ling was secretly guessing, he followed Jin Ling'er to a high platform made of spiritual wood in the village, on which there was a spacious spiritual wood house.

Before Jin Ling'er could report, the wooden door made of heavy logs creaked, and a middle-aged man with bronze skin and a strong physique walked out from inside, staring at Ye Ling with a serious look like a knife.

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