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Xiu Xian: Please ask the ancestor to die

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【No system, no Holy Mother, slightly dark belly】 One thought can fix the stars, one glance can pierce through the eternal cycle, and one word is the cosmic law. I am an ordinary person, but I am trapped in a chess game and played by the chess players. However
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 Ganbu Mountain

In the cold winter season, the entire state of Chu is covered in silver.

As a lower ranking county, Chu State possessed vast and boundless territories, with various sects and factions scattered throughout.

In its northern border region, there is a vast and boundless mountain range covered by forest vegetation all year round.

And this is the infamous hundred thousand mountains.

This is a paradise for ferocious birds and beasts. On weekdays, wild beasts roam freely in the mountains, and no one dares to explore them. Even the peddlers and pawns who do business only dare to shuttle between the outermost mountains.

It is rumored that there are some spiritual demons hidden in the deepest part of Mount 100000. These great demons reside in the deep mountains, isolated from humans for years, sleeping in caves. However, once awakened, they will transform into terrifying beasts, causing a terrifying scene of destruction. It is said that these psychic demons have comprehended ancient spells and can detect movements around them through telepathy. They have powerful power to manipulate natural elements and cause mountain torrents and rainstorm. Moreover, some possess the power to move mountains and reclaim land.

So much so that no one dared to delve deeper, over time, the terrifying rumors about Mount 100000 became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.

However, even in such harsh and dangerous places, there are still some tribes living here. One of the vast lands covered in white snow extends to the sky. Here, there exists a very ancient tribe. It is said that they migrated from outside with their ancestors and could only make a living by hunting in this mountain range.

The residents of the tribe live in this harsh environment by virtue of their tacit understanding with nature. They are proficient in hunting techniques, able to track prey and make a living from it. The cold climate requires them to wear thick leather jackets, skillfully use hunting gear, and cleverly capture food.

Despite facing harsh environments, this tribe exudes endless courage and resilience. They support each other and jointly deal with the threat of wind and snow. The elders in the tribe impart wisdom, while the young people actively learn hunting skills to prepare for the prosperity of the tribe in the future.

In this wild mountain, this tribe is a bright color among the white snow. They revere nature and demonstrate the concept of harmonious coexistence between humans and nature. Their courage and perseverance will become the eternal flame of the barbaric continent.

Chief, the heavy snow has covered the entire mountain range in recent days, and the food in the tribe is almost unsustainable. I plan to go to the mountains with the hunting team to hunt some wild game and bring it back, "said a majestic man from afar.

In such cold weather, he was wearing only a mink vest, a pair of burlap gray pants and leather boots on his lower body. From his exposed forearm, one could see egg sized muscles, with various scars faintly visible above.

He is the captain of the hunting team of this tribe, Xuan Yuanlong. He is the hero that the residents of this tribe rely on, and also the idol figure that the children of the tribe talk about every day.

The heavy snow has been blocking the mountains for some days now. Not only do we lack food, but the wild beasts in the mountains are also lacking. At this time, it is easy to encounter some big guys when entering the mountains, and it may be another bloody battle. An old man with white hair and a clear face turned to look at him and said.

He is the leader of this tribe. In the tribe, not only are they the oldest, but they are also the most knowledgeable people. On weekdays, he is responsible for organizing and making decisions on major matters within the tribe.

Although the old clan leader is over a hundred years old this year, he is still in good spirits. And also responsible for teaching the children in the tribe knowledge. According to rumors from some elderly people in the tribe, the old clan leader was a great monk when he was young, so his life power in his body was much higher than that of ordinary people. But no one can say exactly what kind of situation the cultivation has reached, and the old clan leader has never revealed it to the people in the tribe.

Don't worry, Chief. I'll bring a few more people up this time. Based on our past experience, there are fewer fierce birds and beasts in the area of Ganbu Mountain. They are relatively mild tempered beasts. Although they are far away, we set out earlier and usually wake up at night when everyone is not disturbed. We should be able to make it back before dark, and there will definitely be a lot of harvest. Moreover, there is really very little food in the tribe, "Xuan Yuanlong said.

Ganbu Mountain is the largest and most famous mountain range in the middle of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. On weekdays, the environment on Mount Ganbu is very beautiful, with lush green trees towering into the clouds and flowers painting a colorful picture. Clear streams flow down from the mountains, with clear and moving sound. Standing on the mountainside, one can overlook the entire mountain range and the surrounding beautiful scenery. The road to the mountaintop is winding and steep, so no one has ever been able to climb to the top.

Okay, the children in the tribe are all growing up and need to supplement their bodies with the necessary nutrients in a timely manner. However, let's wait until tomorrow to go. It's already late today, and it will be dark the day after you enter the mountain. Many ferocious beasts will come out to forage at night. It's too dangerous for you, "the old clan leader sighed and said.

The matter was quickly settled, and Xuan Yuanlong went back alone to prepare for tomorrow's mountain expedition, while also informing every member of the hunting team of the operation time.

The old clan leader Xuan Yuanchen went to the ancestral temple. It is said to be a ancestral temple, but in fact, it is a courtyard shaped like a quadrangle built from giant stones. No one knows exactly when it was built, but it is said to have been built during the migration of ethnic groups. It is also unknown how many years have passed and how many people are aware of it.

As a clan leader, coming to clean the ancestral temple every day is a must do for every clan leader. Thunder and rain require daily maintenance, and over time, it gradually becomes a habit.

It didn't take long for the old clan leader to clean up the ancestral hall one by one.

At this moment, he was standing in the main hall, looking at the statues enshrined in the ancestral hall, and his mind remembered the scriptures left to him by the previous clan leader before his death, which recorded the glorious past of the Xuanyuan clan.

Even in an era of a hundred schools of thought contending, it was still able to bloom with the unique brilliance of the Xuan Yuan family. Remembering the proverb left by our ancestors on their deathbed in the book, I couldn't help but sigh softly in my heart.

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The winter days seem particularly short. Not long after, the sky began to darken. The whole tribe was filled with smoke from cooking, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice and various wild game. The outside also began to quiet down, with occasional sounds of children playing and frolicking, as clear as silver bells, but soon they gradually disappeared and nothing could be heard anymore.

As night fell, the entire tribe was shrouded in a deathly silence. In the endless darkness, only the faint sound of wind and the gentle friction between leaves can be heard. This excessively quiet environment is really unsettling. Like being cursed, listening with only one's ears seems to lack any sense of life.

The howling of wild beasts from the sky, occasionally accompanied by the low moans of owls, further intensified the eerie atmosphere of the entire night.

The snow, getting heavier and heavier, seems to be crying for someone, and from time to time, you can still hear the howling of the strong wind in the distance