The fire crow turned into a stream of light and passed through the low altitude. Ji Hao stood on top of the fire crow, looking down at the bottom.
With a shrill scream, the fire crow retracted its wings and passed through the gap more than ten feet wide between the two steep mountain peaks. The front suddenly became clear. Surrounded by the peaks, there was a road more than a hundred miles long and the widest. A valley more than thirty miles away is suddenly in sight.
The mountain peaks reaching into the sky are the Golden Crow Ridge, the sacred land of the Fire Crow Tribe. The Fire Crow nesting in the giant green mulberry trees on the Golden Crow Ridge is said to have the blood of the ancient sacred three-legged Golden Crow, just like the people of the Fire Crow Tribe. It is the most powerful war beast of the Fire Crow Tribe.
At the end of the valley, there is a mulberry forest that is more than ten miles wide, with countless bird's nests built among the branches. Large groups of fire crows about two feet long circled and danced over the forest without making any sound.
When Ji Hao rode a giant crow and flew to the mulberry forest, all the fire crows hovering in the air landed on the trees one after another, staring at Ji Hao and the giant crows without saying a word. They slowly opened their wings and lifted their chests as if they were thrown to the ground. Get close to the branches and pay tribute to the giant crow in your own unique way.
Jumping off the giant crow briskly, Ji Hao whistled. The crow flapped its wings and turned into a beam of fire that shot straight into the sky. It was more than ten miles above the ground, then circled and flew towards the top of the Jinwu Ridge.
The red eyes of countless little fire crows were all focused on Ji Hao, and the mulberry forest was filled with an extremely strange and solemn atmosphere.
After waving hello to the countless little fire crows around him, Ji Hao walked forward along a narrow path no more than three feet wide in the mulberry forest.
The breeze blows, and the branches and leaves of the mulberry forest sway, making a "rustle" sound. From a distance, the mulberry forest with a radius of only ten miles suddenly became extremely deep and wide. Ji Hao ran quickly along the path for half an hour, carrying a large afterimage with his body, and almost ran out of fifty miles. Two people appeared in front of him. A giant green mulberry tree that towers into the clouds, with a trunk nearly as thick as a hundred people's arms, but cannot be seen outside the dense forest.
Two giant green mulberry trees are seven to eight feet apart, with dozens of huge branches winding together to form an arch that emits a faint firelight. Ji Hao walked in through the arch. Heat waves rolled around him, and a dense forest that could not be seen to the edge appeared in front of him.
At the edge of the dense forest, a huge vaulted wooden house was built with logs as thick as several people. On the top of the wooden house, a wooden stake more than three feet thick stood up dozens of feet high. A wooden platform of one hundred feet in size was built on it. The skeleton of a golden fire crow with a wingspan of about a hundred feet is standing proudly on the wooden platform.
Although there was only one skeleton left, the bones of this fire crow exuded an extremely powerful prehistoric aura, vast and endless, like a vast ocean covering the entire dense forest. At first glance, the skeleton looked like a blazing sun suspended in the air dozens of feet above the ground.
What is surprising is that the skeleton of this fire crow has three leg bones. This is the remains of a three-legged giant crow.
Ji Hao stared at the skeleton of the giant crow that still exuded incomparable pride and endless fighting spirit and refused to collapse after death. He bowed deeply to it three times and prayed a few words silently.
Slowing down his pace, Ji Hao walked briskly to the huge wooden house, quietly approached the six-foot-high wooden door, and looked in through the crack in the door.
The space inside the wooden house is extremely wide, enough to accommodate thousands of people for gatherings inside.
The floor of the wooden house was paved with thick stone strips, and a fire pit two feet long and wide was left in the middle. A large bonfire was burning, smoking and roasting a clean giant beast. The animal meat has been roasted until it is browned, and a large amount of fat drips into the campfire. The wooden house is filled with the rich aroma of meat.
Dozens of huge clay wine jars were placed by the fire pit for anyone to take. From time to time, a wizened old man or a tall and majestic man would grab the wine jar and fill the wine bowl carved from stone with strong liquor.
Surrounding the fire pit were dozens of thin old men and roughly the same number of burly men. Everyone was eating meat and drinking from large bowls with serious faces. Apart from the sound of cutting meat with stone knives and the sound of wine being poured into stone bowls, there was only the sound of the burning bonfire in the entire wooden house.
When Ji Hao came, more than half of the giant beast roasted on the bonfire had been eaten. Less than a quarter of an hour after Ji Hao looked at it, even the bones of the giant beast were chopped into pieces, all the marrow was taken out, and it was eaten by those big men. Eat it in big gulps. All the wine in the wine jar was drunk, and not even a drop of wine could be poured out.
A tall man over three meters tall, with long hair tied into a braid as thick as an arm, with slender eyes like snake eyes, and a menacing aura all over his body, suddenly grabbed a wine jar next to him and slapped it on the ground. , smashing the wine jar and the stone strips underneath it to pieces at the same time.
The loud noise broke the dead silence in the wooden house.
"After you've eaten and drank enough, let's talk about serious business!" The big man slowly stood up, a wave of heat spread from his majestic body. His body seemed to fill the entire wooden house, and the space in the house seemed to become smaller. A lot.
"Ji Xia, you are no longer the most powerful warrior of our generation ten years ago! Look at your skinny appearance. Since your witch hole was broken ten years ago, you are no longer a great witch, you are just an ordinary Clan!"
The big man pointed at a big man sitting by the bonfire, his face facing the gate and shouted: "What qualifications do you have to be the warrior leader of the Fire Crow Tribe? What qualifications do you have to command the guardian warriors of the Fire Crow Tribe? You still have What qualifications do you have to sit in our clan’s holy land?”
The big man who was named and questioned slowly stood up. His frame was extremely strong, even a head taller than the provocative big man. But there were no muscles visible on his burly body, and his skin was tightly attached to his bones. His whole body was like a skeleton that could fall over in the wind.
Ji Xia, Ji Hao's biological father, was once the most powerful warrior in the Fire Crow Tribe!
However, when Ji Hao was born, he was attacked in the ancestral temple in the holy land of Jinwu Ridge. In order to protect Ji Hao and his wife, Ji Xia fought bloody battles and was seriously injured by the attacking troops of the enemy Blackwater Black Snake Tribe. Ji Xia's body has shriveled up day by day over the years, and many people believe that he has lost the strength he once had.
Ji Hao clenched his fists and looked at Ji Xia, with scenes of Ji Xia fighting bloody battles to protect him that day flashing before his eyes. Ji Xia's majestic body blocked the enemy's shameless sneak attacks and wild attacks, and tenaciously protected her young life.
Ji Hao still clearly remembered that Ji Xia's blood was so hot when it was spilled on his body.
Squinting his eyes, Ji Hao took a deep look at the burly man who stood up and took the initiative to provoke.
Standing there steadily, Ji Xia smiled warmly: "So, brother Ji Hong, what do you think we should do?"
In the crowd, a young man who was much shorter than the strong man next to him and with a somewhat youthful look on his face suddenly jumped out, pointed at Ji Xia's nose and yelled: "Old waste! Do you need to say more?" ? Obediently take your Qingyi Tribe’s disaster-causing woman and that little bastard and get out of here, and let my father become the warrior leader of the Fire Crow Tribe and sit in our clan’s holy land!”
The young man raised his head arrogantly and shouted: "In a few days, the ancestor worship ceremony will be held. The leaders of all the tribes of the Fire Crow Tribe will come to the Holy Land to worship their ancestors. In front of so many tribesmen, just get out of here!"
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Ji Hao laughed loudly, anger rushing straight to his forehead. He didn't care that this wooden house was a solemn place where the Fire Crow tribe discussed tribal affairs. He jumped up and kicked the heavy door open.
The two doors hit the wall heavily, and with a loud bang, Ji Hao rushed into the wooden house in one step.
"You little bastard, who are you scolding?" Ji Hao yelled, forming seals with his hands and spitting them forward, and a ball of flames erupted from the bonfire and enveloped the young man.
The fire was raging, and the boy's hair and eyebrows turned into a wisp of smoke at the same time.
(End of chapter)