Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the 100,000 mountains, the Wu tribe man looked at him slightly, and then scratched his head, looking very kind.

"Although most witches exclude other races, our tribe is not very exclusive. Of course, there are a few exceptions."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled immediately.

At first, he wanted to travel to Witch God Realm, but he was purely interested in unfamiliar places. Later, after listening to Wuwei Ninyi talking about totems, he planned to observe them.

It was only because of the exclusion of the Wu tribe that he did not look for the tribe, but intended to go with everything.

Right now, I heard that this man's tribe does not exclude human race. Although this does not mean that he can show him the totem, at least, this is a rare opportunity.

Therefore, Ling Xian laughed, "Can you talk about your tribe?"

"no problem."

The man promised very happily, not because he was stupid, but because he was very grateful to Ling Xian, and knew that he had no room to resist at all.

Even the giant tiger was scared by Lingxian, how dare he refuse? It's better to promise, it's not a secret anyway.

Right now, he talks about his name and tribal affairs.

After a while, Ling Xian knew some basic information.

This witch man is named Su Gang, who is only sixteen years old this year. Although he is tall and tall, he is actually not an adult. And he is a teenager, so he looks like a man in his thirties.

His tribe is called Weak Water, not far from here, but it is a small tribe, dedicated to the Witch God, but the legendary Water God works together.

According to ancient records, Gonggong controls the world's waters, and his accomplishments on the Avenue of Water are the first people to be well-deserved!

There are countless tribes dedicated to him, and the weak tribe is one of them.

"Do the water gods work together ..."

Ling Xian was intrigued. Suddenly remembering that Sui had just played against the giant tiger, she didn't show her strange abilities. She couldn't help asking: "Why did you only see the power of totems?"

After hearing the words, Sui Gang, who had just spoken, was silent and suddenly looked downcast.

After a moment, he just said, "I ... I'm so stupid, I didn't understand the method from the totem."

"Unable to comprehend ..."

Ling Xian's brows frowned slightly. I did not expect that at the age of sixteen, she had become a monk who had built a base, but she could not understand Famen from the totem.

However, he has never seen a totem, so it is naturally not easy to make judgments.

At the moment, he smiled and comforted: "If you can't comprehend for a while, it doesn't mean that you can't comprehend all your life. Believe in yourself and you will do it."

Wen Yan said that the brilliance appeared in Su Gang's eyes, which was not what Ling Xian said, just hitting his expectations.

It was Ling Xian's powerful strength that convinced him naturally.

"I first arrived in Witch God Realm, and I haven't settled yet. I wonder if I can go to your tribe to stay temporarily?" Ling Xian smiled, and planned to stay in Sugang's tribe for a while, and found an opportunity to study the co-working totem.

"No problem, the patriarch and people will definitely welcome you." Su Gang promised to pat his chest.

"So good." Ling Xian smiled slightly, hoping so.

"Haha, follow me."

Su Gang laughed heartily and walked forward.

Seeing this, Ling Xian stepped up to keep up.

After half an hour, he followed Suigang to the weak water tribe.

I saw the place surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there was a layer of stone-made high walls on the periphery of the tribe.

However, the defense of the city walls, Ling Xian really did not dare to compliment.

The walls of this level collapsed with a wave of his sleeve.

"Here, the people in our tribe are very kind and non-exclusive. But there are a few exceptions, just ignore them."

Su Gang gave a thick smile, led Ling Xian to the gate, and shouted.

"A guest is here!"

The words fell, and the tribe immediately became lively.

Every figure came out of the house, men, women, and children all dressed in camouflage, tall and strong.

In particular, the leading middle-aged man is as high as nine feet tall and extremely healthy. The muscle was as strong as a dragon, showing terrible strength.

At the sight of Ling Xian, the people immediately started talking eloquently.

"Well, it's fine-skinned and tender, I don't know if it's delicious."

"Roll the calf, you know how to eat, but this kid is really handsome, even more handsome than our tribe."

"You are concerned about the problem. This kid is not a witch, but a human."

The Wu clan recognized Lingxian's identity at first glance, and immediately calmed down the scene. Afterwards, everyone's eyes changed.

Most witches are curious, and several witches are bad.

In this regard, Ling Xian took a panoramic view and then turned his attention to the middle-aged man.

This person is the most powerful witch clan present. He has a cultivation practice of Dandan period. If he is not wrong, this person is the chief of the weak water tribe.

The first sentence spoken by the Wu people confirmed his guess.

"My name is Suili, and I am the Patriarch of the Weakwater Tribe. I wonder if you are?"

The middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, his eyes full of dignity.

Although he didn't know Lingxian's cultivation behavior, he could feel Lingxian's unfathomable. This feeling was like facing a beast of a hundred thousand mountains!

Therefore, the middle-aged man is cautious and very polite.

"Under Lingxian, when I first arrived at Wushen Realm, I haven't settled yet."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said calmly: "So, I want to harass here for a while, I wonder?"

After hearing the words, Sui Li was silent, and after a moment, he smiled: "No problem, the weak-handed tribe welcomes it."

The voice dropped, and the fryer was suddenly on the scene.

"No, patriarch! Without first saying that he is a human race, even if it is a witch race, he cannot accept a person of unknown origin!"

"That's right, what if he's worried? Wouldn't this lead the wolf into the room?"

"That is, he must not be allowed to live here."

Everyone spoke, and most of them disagreed with Ling Xian.

After all, everyone didn't know him at all, and naturally had some precautions.

In this regard, Ling Xian expressed his understanding, so he still smiled, waiting for a retroactive decision.

"Don't say anything, I'm done!"

Sui Li waved a big hand to stop everyone from speaking, then carefully looked at Ling Xian, seeing that he still smiled at the corner of his mouth, could not help but relax.

He believed in his own judgment that Lingxian must be an unfathomable strong, let alone let the weak water tribe have the ability to resist. Just to say that a strong man who can be compared to the overlord beast will murder a small tribe in the name of borrowing?

Obviously, impossible.

If Ling Xian had a murderous heart, he would have shot it directly, there was no need for nonsense.

Therefore, Sui Li smiled with a smile on his face, saying, "It is the honor of the entire tribe that the son is willing to live in my weak water tribe, and naturally it is welcome."

"So good."

Ling Xian smiled, and gave a deep look at the retrospective, saying: "The chief of the clan has good eyesight. Presumably, the weak water tribe under your leadership will certainly avoid many dangers."

After hearing the words, the retrospective smile became richer, showing a little respectfulness.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took a step and walked into the weak water tribe.

This step means that he will live here for a while.