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The stone egg passed through the black smoke and dust formed by the volcanic ash and threw it into the sky. The rising speed gradually slowed down, and finally ran out of power, and began to fall downward, throwing into the embrace of the earth.
With a bang, it hit the gray-brown rock and soil, smashing a big hole.
A few hours later, the volcano subsided, the magma slowly cooled, the ash settled down, and the stone eggs lay quietly in the pit.
Snap, a drop of rain fell on the ground, and a heavy rain fell from the sky.
The rain lifted up white mist and hovered between the mountains and plains. When the rain fell into the crater, it evaporated into smoke, and the volcanoes produced white plumes of smoke like wolf smoke.
The volcanoes, which originally symbolized the destruction of terror, had a strange and enchanting spirit air at this time, but the air became more humid and sultry.
When the rain became smaller, more than a dozen figures appeared on the ground. They all wore only a pair of trousers. Chiluo's figure was vigorous, and the yellowish-brown skin was colorful, whether it was a tattoo or painted, full of wildness. Breath.
Wuzhou has always been called the land of the barbarians. People living in the dense forests of Wuzhou are naturally called barbarians. The barbarians all carried a basket behind them, with long poles in their hands, and metal claws at the top.
At first glance, it looks like a group of scavengers, but in fact it is almost the same, but what they pick up is not rubbish waste, but stones ejected from the crater.
The "scavengers" scattered, each guarding a place, arched one by one, searched the ground with wide-eyed eyes, first grabbed it with a long rod, and took a strong rub in the hand. If it is an ordinary stone, Just throw it directly on the ground, if it is with a touch of sparkle, or a little bit of sparkle, it will show the color of joy, and throw it into the basket behind you.
Although this volcanic group is a dangerous place of death, there are also many precious minerals. The metal that has been tempered by the ground fire is the material for making magic weapons. You can even find fire spirit stones and fire spars, which are even more valuable. Liancheng.
At this time, a young barbarian in the distance found a strange thing, the thing was only the size of a palm, light and weightless in his hand, with some strange patterns on it, like a package woven with floral cloth. The strangest thing is that this thing was neither burnt by the fire, nor wetted by water, not even a bit of dust.
Even a savage with little knowledge can feel the unusualness of it, and that is asura field. The distance between the Asura Field and the Phoenix Egg is not far away, and they were also expelled together. However, the current Asura Field is indeed a magic weapon. The gods are introverted and the aura is not revealed, let alone a mortal body. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to see the effect.
"Come here, come over, see what this is?"
The young barbarians shouted loudly. Although the tone was weird, the language used was no different from Qingzhou. Although this world is much larger than the earth, there are not so many languages, and even the monster race uses the same language.
A group of barbarians gathered around and expressed their opinions on the Asura Field, but they couldn't tell what it was. Some people suggested that the young barbarian rip it apart and take a look. Maybe there is something good inside.
The young barbarians quit, afraid of tearing them apart, but couldn't withstand the frustration of the people around them, so he pulled a little, and the Shura Field was naturally motionless. There was a lot of laughter around him, laughing that he couldn't even pull a cloth bag, it was really useless.
"Shut up!" The young barbarian gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and pulled hard, but there was still no movement at the Shura Field, and the laughter became even more violent.
"Let me come!" The strongest barbarian grabbed the Asura Field and blushed. It was the same result. The last few barbarians could not shake anything together. They were sure that this was not a mortal thing, and returned it to The young barbarian, everyone admired his luck, the oldest barbarian said:
"My child, keep it away, this may change a lot of good things!"
The barbarians went back and searched, their eyes widened again, hoping to have such luck in their own family, after a while, another person shouted and greeted everyone to come over.
The barbarian found a strange stone, the stone was bigger than a human head, and the stone was round like an egg.
"Isn't this just a stone?"
A barbarian said in a bad mood. His luck was not so good. Not only did he find nothing strange, he even collected the least ore.
"No, this is an egg! He moved a bit when I picked it up just now!" The barbarian who found the stone said confidently.
The two of them couldn't help but fought, and finally asked the old barbarian to make an appraisal. He held the stone egg and looked at it for a while. According to his years of experience in picking up the stone, this is an ordinary stone made of lava, but it just seems to be one. Eggs.
"Child, don't waste your energy, throw it away!"
Everyone rushed away, and the barbarian looked at the stone egg in his hand, still feeling that it was like an egg, at least it was an egg before it turned into a stone. But since the old man said it was worthless, he hesitated and threw it in the stone pit. If he took this stone egg, he wouldn't be able to bring much other ore.
After a while, the ground shook and another volcano began to erupt. In the arms.
The barbarians retreated to the bottom of the mountain, and what unfolded in front of them was an endless blue sea. The undulating terrain was like waves in the sea, and the volcanic group without grass was an isolated island in the sea.
They came to the "coastline" and dived into the sea again, as if returning to the swimming fish in the sea. The indistinguishable forest path moves forward.
There are few decent roads in Wuzhou. The most are trails like this. Even if the plants blocking the road are chopped off by a knife and axe, it will re-grow within a few days. If there is no one going on a road, it will soon Will be overwhelmed by green.
Soon, a stockade surrounded by logs appeared in front of them, and everyone was relieved. There are always various dangers in the forest, and the stockade is the most reassuring.
Shidan and Xiuluochang lay in two bamboo baskets respectively and entered this barbaric village.
A few days later, a team of dozens of people came to the village. They all wore swords and dressed similar to ordinary barbarians. They were dressed with blue cloth on their heads, and they all had a drape on their shoulders. With a lean spirit.
They ride high above a dozen pack beasts that look like cows, not cows, like horses or horses. The sturdy pack beasts easily break a path in the woods, especially the lead pack beast, which is the tallest and strongest, sitting on it. The leader of these people.
He looks about 40 or 50 years old, his rough face is weather-beaten, his white hair is braided into a big braid, his eyes are brilliant, and his ears are particularly eye-catching with a pair of big golden earrings.
"Open the door! Gold is coming!"
"Golden Earrings" roared, as if singing, with a very penetrating voice that quickly spread throughout the village.
"The caravan from Jinziwu is here!" "Open the gate!"
There was a cry from Zhaizhong, and the gate of Zhaizhong opened suddenly.
The barbarians who went to pick up the stones a few days ago put the stones out one after another and asked the caravans to choose them, and the caravans took out a variety of goods for exchange.
Jin Earring was drinking with the old village owner, and suddenly one of his subordinates came in and said to Jin Earring: "Master, go and have a look and found a strange thing!"
"Oh, what strange thing?"
The golden earrings got up immediately. There will be some rare minerals in this volcano group from time to time. His mission on this trip is to circle this volcano group for a week, visit more than a dozen villages, and then transport the exchanged things to the Fragrant Flower Collection. Going up to sell, this flop, the profit is more than ten times. But he has been a trader for decades, and there are few things that can be called strange things.
"I don't know, it looks like a cloth... but everyone can't tell... nor what's the use!"
The golden earrings were taken aback for a moment. The kid under him was well-informed, but he couldn't even judge the materials. He became more interested. When he rushed over to see, his eyes suddenly lit up. Although he didn't know what it was, he didn't know what it was. Looking at this material, it is not an ordinary thing, is it a spiritual weapon
Although he had deep internal strength, he couldn't see the aura, but he was also prepared. A small insect flew out of the sac around his waist. The small insect flew onto the Shura field without any response, and he suddenly showed disappointment.
The young barbarian hurriedly performed, took out his waist saber and slashed a few times on the Shura field. Naturally, the Shura field was unscathed.
"It can be wrapped in such a good cloth, there must be good things in it, worth a lot of money!"
The gold earrings hesitated for a moment, and bought a pot of salt and a knife, and bought this strange object that does not know what to do. This strange object is definitely made through special refining. Maybe it can sell for a big price on the floral fragrance collection. Come. And even if it fails, he won't lose money with his three-inch tongue.
The barbarian held the salt shaker contentedly and held the saber. When the caravan was about to leave, a barbarian rushed out to stand in front of him, holding up the stone egg in his hand.
"Good egg! Good egg! I don't need a knife, I only want salt!"
The stone egg that he moved back with great pains was never sold in the end. Seeing that the tribe made a pot of salt easily, how could he be reconciled in his heart.
The gold earrings took the stone egg and looked back and forth. There were no traces of polishing that seemed to have formed naturally. I put it in my ear and listened, and then tapped it hard. The sound was dull, not like a hollow. Even if it was really an egg, it was still Dead egg.
"This was found with that cloth bag. It spurted from the volcano. It must be a good thing. Don't buy it at a disadvantage!"
The gold earring moved in his heart and ordered: "Give him a jar of salt!" RS
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