Prehistoric: Across The Country

For Hong Lei.

The biggest difficulty of this method is not how to make the villagers stronger.

Although he is only a clone now, although he only has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage.

But relying on the previous means, it is more than enough for some mortals with acceptable aptitude to step into the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stage.

The biggest difficulty right now.

It is this group of villagers who have stayed in the mountains all year round and have taken root here.

Even a strong warrior, after having roots, who would go outside for a living.

And Erdan and other children are still young, so they are not suitable candidates.

Although Liu Qinghe is a good person, but her heart is full of hatred, she can't calm down to comprehend the deepest esoteric meaning of the national art, and she can't talk about preaching.

While Hong Lei was thinking about the preaching, the dawn sun also rose slightly, illuminating the entire peaceful mountain village.

The warm 280° sunshine awakened everyone in the village, and they stretched their waists like welcoming new students [starting a new day of life with hope.

But as the saying goes, where there is hope, there is despair.

Fallen Leaf Village, a hundred miles away from the mountain village.

The raging fire ignited the entire village, and the cries of children, the screams of women and the wailing of men made it look like a purgatory on earth.

A heavily armed bandit brutally swung the shiny scimitar in his hand, ignoring the desperate crying of a woman beside him, and mercilessly chopped off a child's head.

"My child!"

Seeing that her child was killed, the woman rushed forward like a madman, holding the headless corpse and crying loudly.

"Isn't it just one child? We'll let you have ten or eight when we go back."

"Haha, you're right!"

"It's time for you to be a bride every night!"

Looking at the crying woman, a group of inhuman horse thieves laughed wildly.

All of them were full of flesh, looking extremely fierce.

Either holding the looted food and money in their hands, or carrying a crying woman.

All those slain had their heads severed and hung before their mounts as trophies.

This is the most notorious gang of horse thieves in Beiju Luzhou - the locusts.

Other mountain thieves and horse thieves generally leave a way out for the villagers so that they can continuously get (ahae) what they need from them.

But locusts are different.

They behave exactly like their namesake.

No matter where they go, they will kill, rob, and burn everything in the village, so that no grass will grow in the places they pass.

The leader of the locusts is Ma Da [a monk who was kicked out by Qinghezong because of his bad conduct.

Who knew that after he was killed, he entered the foundation building period by mistake, and this became the biggest reliance for locusts to do evil.

At this time, Ma Dazheng showed that cruel smile, admiring the Fallen Leaves Village surrounded by fire like a masterpiece.

Just then, a horse thief came to his side.

"Boss!"

"This dilapidated village is a bit poor, and such a small amount of food is not enough for us to eat for a few days.

The horse thief counted the seized grain and reported to Ma Dahui with a bitter face.

Ma Da, who was indulging in enjoying his masterpiece, snorted coldly when he heard the words, and punched the horse thief directly on the head.

"Fool!"

"If it's not enough, I won't rob another village!"

"Isn't there a village a hundred miles to the east!"

Ma Da was completely speechless to his group of idiots. Such a simple matter would bother him. .