After Ding Yue challenged him, Mucheng-Forest City's Lord's youngest son offered to rest first.
It was already noon and many people were hungry. When Luo Jue saw that most people agreed and did not object, he immediately announced that the challenge would take a break.
Yan Mo saw the time birds when he is in Wucheng-City of Witches, so he is eager to recommend the simplified version of Wen Tian the Sun and Mon Dial to them.
Yan Mo's advertisement naturally led to the short one-hour break and the undercurrent surging in the cities.
This is the best chance to get in touch with the Jiu Yuan, but who will take the first step?
Everyone, whether it is intended to break through, or want to see the bustle, is itching to watch the Jiu Yuan's every move.
During the break, Wucheng-City of Witches is not responsible for the cities forces drinking water and eating, regardless of what everyone eats or drinks.
Because of the short time, many people did not make a fire. They simply chewed a bit of dried meat and drank a little cold water to fill their belly. Of course, people with high status naturally had slaves to serve. If there was a fire warrior around, it would be more convenient.
Yan Mo has ready-made cooked food in his pocket, but he asked Yuan Zhan make a fire pond, pull out a clean raw meat to be roasted on the spot. Huo Yun Tian took the initiative to ignite it. Meng Er went to Yan Mo asking for seasoning and went to brush meat together with Lamo-Ling. The middle-aged slave rushed to work, but did not have much to do for him. He found that the Jiu Yuan people, whether Chief, the Priest or servant warrior, they were used to doing things by themselves.
Lamo-Ling saw that the middle-aged slave was sweating so hard that he was afraid that he would be useless. He asked him to fetch a bucket of water.
Yan Mo pulled out a big barrel for him, and the slave finally smiled. He took the barrel and ran quickly to fetch water.
Yuan Zhan used a small bone knife to cut open the raw meat for easy application of seasoning.
Yan Mo took out the dishes and gave them to everyone, and made a little sweet sauce with brown sugar made of bee milk and sweet pole, which was slightly overweight. No way. His tribesmen likes it.
Yuan Zhan scanned the dip and laughed at the corners of his eyes. Since the appearance of brown sugar in the Jiu Yuan, many people have been infatuated with sweets. He is not particularly infatuated with sweets, but occasionally he wants to change his taste into something sweet.
"No pepper has been found, so I found a similar condiment. I can't stop thinking about it!" Yan Mo was very fond of pepper and missed the sizzling flavor very much.
Meng Er asked for seasoning and threw it to Lamo-Ling, sitting there wanting to eat it off the shelf.
Lamo-Ling used a knife to cut some pieces of meat and string them together to roast. A cumin sprinkled on them, and an attractive fragrance spread out like this.
Many people cannot help looking at the direction of the Jiu Yuan seats, and many people sniff their noses to ask what the smell is.
Lamo-Ling, like a pure heart who doesn't want others to feel better, puts the sauce box in front of himself, brushes oil, sprinkles fried salt, and sprinkles a little cumin powder.
"[Gudu]." Many people began to swallow their saliva.
Lamo-Ling swayed his head and sniffed the barbecue incense. "Greedy, gluttonous, saliva drained away without your share."
Yuan Zhan cut off the first ripe layer of the surface and dipped it in sweets. He thought it tasted good. He cut several pieces of dipping material and fed them to Yan Mo.
Yan Mo took a few bites and let him eat it himself. He preferred cumin.
Meng Er muttered to Huo Yun Tian about Priest Da-Ren's eccentricity and the benefits of what Priest Da-Ren made, but Chief was the one who ate most good stuff.
"Shut up, get you food, there's so much nonsense from you these days!" Yan Mo grabbed a hawthorn and hit it on his forehead.
Meng Er grabbed the hawthorn that fell from his head and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, then went to hold Lamo-Ling's waist and made a fake crying, and grabbed Lamo-Ling's freshly baked meat slices to eat.
Lamo-Ling grabbed his thief's paw and smiled comforting him. "Don't cry, cry again and your eyes fall out.”
Meng Er pushed him aside in horror, covered his eyes and anxiously asked Yan Mo to show him and steal it.
Yuan Zhan kicked him aside and sneered at him, "Want to eat then go bake yourself!"
Meng Er was abandoned by everyone and had to cut meat honestly.
Huo Yun Tian, he likes the Jiu Yuan people atmosphere, natural, harmonious and relaxed, much better than he expected.
Yan Mo handed Huo Yun Tian a plate and a bone knife. "You see, when the meat is cooked, cut it on your own. Don't be embarrassed. These are all edible. If you are polite, you won't get to eat anything."
Huo Yun Tian is not going to be polite either. He's just used to letting the strong eat first and the weak eat later. Now he's obviously the weak, whether in Huocheng-Fire City or in the Jiu Yuan.
"What kind of stone is this? Why so…? Huo Yun Tian carefully held the porcelain plate and didn't know what words to use. He could only confirm that it was not pottery or crystal, but rather something valuable between them.
Yan Mo laughed. “Good-looking, isn't it? This is porcelain. One of the Jiu Yuan goods.”
When the middle-aged slave came back from fetching water, Huo Yun Tian saw that Meng Er had given him one of the delicate porcelain plates and cut him a piece of meat and handled it to him. Huo Yun Tian heart was shocked.
The middle-aged slave was shaking his hands and kneeling on the ground to thank him for his reward. Poor Meng Er was also shocked by this action. At last he patted the slave's back and said nothing, just let him sit and eat, watch him eat and cut a piece for him, just taking care of new people.
Yan Mo and others are accustomed to this, but in other people's eyes, the Jiu Yuan Chief the Priest and slaves all eat together is a proof of the savagery, only the savages are so indiscriminate in stratum.
There were many people who were jealous of the smell of barbecue on the Jiu Yuan’s fire, and now, with their reasons, they have expressed their opinions in size and voice. What comments have come out, most of them are scorn and disdain.
Unfortunately, the Jiu Yuan people did not respond to this. Even Huo Yun Tian, who had just joined, quickly integrated into the Jiu Yuan atmosphere. The middle-aged slave cried and ate while he was crying.
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu sat down for a while in the Wucheng- City of Witches, then he was unable to sit still. His apprentice's barbecue and seasoning were first-rate, and his taste was already raised up with the endless supply of gourmet foods in recent years.
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu squeezed a place beside his apprentice. Yan Mo looked at him and immediately pulled out a pile of hot pancakes.
"Shifu, you are too old to eat meat alone, roll it up with a cake and add some vegetables." Yan Mo said he had taken out several kinds of vegetables that had been cleared.
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu is happy to have apprentices and showed off to Wucheng-City of Witches and other priests.
I don't know what other priests thinks, but looking at the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu's expression theirs were not very good, the strength of eating barbecue and grilled fish was also growing.
"Little Witch Mo, what did you put there and why is it so fragrant?” The first person who could not hold back the shock came.
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu rebuffed him. "Don't be so thick-skinned, first blood warrior! I'd like to change something for you. "
Yan Mo's original dish shrank back and looked at Fei Shan with a smile. He listened to Shifu's cute words on the face.
Fei Shan, happy, he took out a handful of nuts. "Can I get some?”
Yan Mo saw that the nut looked like melon seeds and immediately asked, "Is it a seed of a large disc yellow flower? Does this flower like something facing the sun? "
"What? You Jiu Yuan also have this kind of flower? I thought it was only our Wucheng-City of Witches, no, correctly speaking, the Giants, who raised many of these flowers and regarded them as gifts of the Father God. But they don't like the sunflower seeds. They are too small to taste. Of the whole Wucheng- City of Witches it is probably me who takes this as my favorite.” Fei Shan sat in the empty seat offered by Yuan Zhan.
Yan Mo took the seeds and stuffed them all into his pocket. He thought that Fei Shan ate them cooked, and then found that they were all raw.
Yuan Zhan handed Fei Shan a plate of minced meat.
Fei Shan thanked him.
"Send some of your fish later." Yuan Zhan saw that Yan Mo was interested in the sea fish eaten by the Wucheng-City of Witches.
"OK!" Fei Shan was equally surprised when he saw the porcelain plate. "Is this bone objects? No, this is…"
"Porcelain." Yuan Zhan simply said two words without explaining it. "Does Tucheng-Earth City have a way to send messages back quickly?”
Fei Shan stuffed a slice of meat and was fascinated by the special fragrance. He sniffed and swallowed the slice and laughed, "Are you worried that Tucheng-Earth City would call in people first to deal with the Jiu Yuan?”
Yuan Zhan admitted frankly, "Yes."
"You can rest assured that they dare not. If they do, they will have intention to be enemies of the other eight cities. The Nine Cities gathering stipulates that tribes Chief and The High Priest must come, and in order to win the competition, you will also bring out the best warriors and The Priest. In order to prevent each other from attacking hostile forces by taking advantage of each other's participation in the Nine Cities gathering, The Nine Cities has long laid down various rules.”
Fei Shan, grabbed a piece of meat. "What's the use of secretly attacking the Jiu Yuan? If they don't kill you, won't they be afraid of your revenge." This barbecue is delicious. How many do you bring? I'll exchange things with you."
"Isn't there a fair after the challenge party? Come back then." The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu clearly did not want to take advantage of Fei Shan.
Fei Shan helplessly cut off a large plate full of slices of meat quickly, picked it up and ran. "I'll give Grand Witch Xiang a taste of this, and I'll send you a basket of sea fish later."
Does Fei Shan act acted like a signal or courage to others?
Yan Mo and others are communicating with the two newcomers, and someone else is coming.
"Mother God in Heaven, who dominates all life, your barbecue tastes good for everyone." Mucheng-Forest City Third Priest came with three warriors.
"Sit down." Yuan Zhan seemed to have anticipated that someone would come and motioned Meng Er to move away.
Yan Mo sneers at Yuan Zhan: Look, its open seating.
Yuan Zhan pinched his thigh.
Cong Sheng sat down with three warriors between Meng Er and Lamo-Ling, and the youngest of the three warriors he brought looked curiously at Yuan Zhan and others, most of whom were looking at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo, who had eaten almost all the meat, cut it and passed it to Cong Sheng, laughed and asked, "You guys, besides barbecue, do you want me to help you break through?”
Cong Sheng was uncovered of his real purpose, he was not shy, not annoyed, and laughed: "We Mucheng-Forest City have never liked disputes and are much weaker than other cities in terms of combat effectiveness."
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu sneered, "They are very weak, Wucheng, Ancheng, Shuicheng, Huocheng, Mucheng. The top five rankings have not changed for many years. Tucheng-Earth City, in order to make friends with you, has married the beautiful young Great Prince to your big prince who can only lie down and can't walk."
"Don't say that about my eldest brother!" the youngest Mucheng-Forest City warrior jumped up. "If not for his injury, my eldest brother would be the most powerful warrior of Mucheng-Forest City!"
"Mu Shao, sit down!" Cong Sheng drank low.
The young boy called Mu Shao unwilling to sit down, but his buttocks just landed. He eagerly asked Yan Mo: "The Jiu Yuan small Priest Da-Ren, you can cure the Huocheng- Fire warrior, then you can cure my brother, right? If you can make my brother… "
"Mu Shao!" Cong Sheng said helplessly, "If you interrupt again, go back and stay there!"
Mu Shao muttered, and a warrior next to him laughed and rubbed his head.
Cong Sheng was disrupted by his little prince and patted his face in distress. He sincerely said to Yan Mo, "You heard that I am a Healing Priest myself, but like Huo Yun Tian, I can't get our Prince to stand up. Mo Da-Ren, his Highness the Great Prince cannot be loyal to you, but as long as you can cure him, we are willing to give you an 8th rank warrior.”
Cong Sheng's bearded warrior thumped his chest. "I, Mu Chui, 8th rank warrior controls wood, but I can only control one plant, the spear tree."
Yuan Zhan whispers to Yan Mo: "Wood spear tree is the tree that the Yuan Ji Tribe used to make wood spear. It's quite hard in texture. If it's old wood, it's harder than what you call granite."
Yan Mo asked Mu Chui, "What can you do with wood spear trees?”
Mu Chui answered tigerly, "I can make my body as hard as a spear tree. I can easily make the spear trees grow, break and become real spears. I can also make them become shields. I have great strength to carry the thickest spear trees to kill enemies."
"Mucheng-Forest City exchange you with a chance to treat the big prince, are you willing? Don't lie to me, you are hiding something from me."
Mu Chui thumped his chest and shouted, "Mu Chui never tells lies! I'd like to make an exchange, you let me swear by the soul of war now!"
Yan Mo nodded and said to Cong Sheng, "I need to see your eldest prince first. You bring him here."
"Okay, after the challenge party." Cong Sheng and Mu Shao all had smiles on their faces, even the exchanged Mu Chui.
Cong Sheng cleared his throat. "I heard that Chief Zhan seems to be related to the Longevity Maple Tribe?”
Yuan Zhan raised his eyebrows. "What did Yincheng-Sound City say to you?”
Cong Sheng did not deny that, observing Yuan Zhan carefully, he said, "If Chief Zhan is related to the Longevity Maple Tribe, and then we are not outsiders by much either."
I wonder if it is because of Yuan Zhan's high rank that he can't see or feel whether this person's blood is related to the Longevity Clan.
Yan Mo felt that Mucheng-Forest City and Shuicheng-Water City had come to seize the Fruit of Witchcraft rather than to disrupt Huocheng-Fire City Ancheng-Dark City Tucheng-Earth City, which was not his illusion.
Cong Sheng sighed, "It's just that we Mucheng-Forest City haven't been in touch with The Longevity Maple Tribe for a long time, and they are now banning humans from entering their territory."
"So you have the Longevity Maple Tribe near Mucheng-Forest City?”
Cong Sheng nodded. "Near Mucheng-Forest City, we have a continuous mountain with reddish soil. We call it the Red Mountain Forest, where their lives the Longevity Maple Tribe of the Pine Clan."
Yan Mo asked some questions about the Pine Clan. Cong Sheng did not hide much. He roughly mentioned what he knew.
Cong Sheng looked at Yuan Zhan and said in a very low voice, "Chief Zhan, we Mucheng-Forest City want to invite you to Mucheng-Forest City after the Nine Cities gathering. I don't know you…"
Yuan Zhan thought that him being The Longevity Maple Tribe hybrid was a fake, the really one is beside him. Yan Mo is a true mixed blood descendant of the Maple Clan himself. Every time he saw him go to visit him, he was happy to be what he was like. I could only stay on the edge and wait for it.”
"If you want to reconstruct your relationship with the Longevity Pine Tribe through me, you've got the wrong person." Yuan Zhan was honest, but he didn't tell Cong Sheng that his Priest Da-Ren was a mixed-race with the Maple Clan bloodline.
Cong Sheng laughed, "We Mucheng-Forest City have some good stuff, although in this party we also brought some, but after all, not all. I heard that the Jiu Yuan also has many treasures. Does the Jiu Yuan do not want to go to my Mucheng-Forest City, maybe we have what you want.”
Yan Mo was interested in Mucheng-Forest City, he pulled down Yuan Zhan and promised, "Okay, after the party, if we're not busy, let's go to Mucheng-Forest City."
"Great." Cong Sheng looked at the opposite teenager priest more pleasantly, thinking that he was indeed a good, simple child, completely ignoring Yan Mo's previous pit performances, "I also have a proposal."
Yan Mo is in a good mood. "Tell me about it."
"This is my Mucheng-Forest City 9th rank warrior, Song Zhen."
Song Zhen saluted Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan, the man laughed gently and had a deep dimple in his mouth.
Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan immediately took a threefold liking to the man.
"To be honest, we don't know anything about Ding Yue, but we dare not ignore this new force with you, Jiu Yuan. Song Zhen is my Mucheng-Forest City in addition to a person outside the first hand, but the man is old, now easy to do nothing, and he did not follow.” Cong Sheng sighed again, "Don't want to be afraid of being seen as jokes. We really don't want to lose to a newly emerging tribe. If we can, we want Mo Da-Ren to help Song Zhen break through to 10th rank."
Yan Mo pointed his finger on his knee.
Cong Sheng immediately added, "Of course, we know what you want, but we can't really lose Song Zhen. Do you see any other way to exchange it?”
"Three 9th rank wood-control warriors, one of whom has to be able to control poison planting." The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu put forward the conditions instead of the apprentices.
Cong Sheng had a headache and busily said, "Three is too many, we can only change one."
"Then there's nothing to say." The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu said turn his face over.
Cong Sheng looked piteously at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo shook hands with him, but honestly said, "He's my Shifu, and I listen to him."
Yuan Zhan also laughed: "The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu Da-Ren has a lofty position in my Jiu Yuan. I am the Chief, and I still listen to his old people's opinions."
Cong Sheng bit his teeth. "Two, at most two!"
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu hummed, did not let go: "Three, less than one and we off cannot do."
Cong Sheng was about to cry. "The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu Da-Ren, 9th rank's blood warrior, we Mucheng-Forest City are not much good either?”
"How many 10th rank warriors the Nine Cities have? How many a 9th rank warriors can fight a 10th rank? If you want to get one, my apprentice will lose a 10th rank warrior, not to mention three for one, even ten for one, and my apprentice will also lose more!”
Cong Sheng held his head. "Two 9th ranks warrior, plus three 9th rank crystals."
Curse-Witch Zhou Wu: "Get out!"
Mu Shao jumped up again and was muffled and held back by Song Zhen.
Cong Sheng may be really in a dilemma, with both eyebrows pulling to the corner of his mouth.
Yan Mo also wanted to establish diplomatic relations with Mucheng-Forest City, but did not want to bully him too much, so he pulled the curse-Witch Zhou Wu's clothes and simply called, "Shifu…"
The Curse-Witch Zhou Wu rolled his eyes and reluctantly stepped it down. "Two 9th ranks, one 8th rank, pledge allegiance to my apprentice for 30 years, no less than a day!"
Afraid of his regretting the deal, Cong Sheng hurriedly shouted, "Okay! That's it!"
Although the three top players are so gone, but as the Curse-Witch Zhou Wu said, how many 9th rank can't be exchanged for a 10th rank? Most importantly, they urgently need a 10th rank warrior to help them take the challenge. Besides, those three warriors will always be following the Jiu Yuan, only for 30 years? They're not losing money on this deal.
Cong Sheng was anxious, "So start breaking through now? Do you want to prepare anything? "
Yan Mo did not have much time to look at it. He simply said, "Call the three warriors you want to exchange for us. As long as I look at them smoothly, after they swear, I will start."
"Good!" Cong Sheng quickly turned to Mucheng-Forest City place, where Song Zhen and Mu Chui stayed, and Mu Shao, who did not want to leave, but he was dragged away by Cong Sheng.
Mucheng-Forest City and the Jiu Yuan's trading content, although few people can hear, but Mucheng-Forest City's actions are seen by everyone.
Almost everyone thought of what Mucheng-Forest City was doing.
The Ding Yue people didn't respond much. They didn't seem to know what 10th rank meant.
And the action of Mucheng-Forest City also caused other cities to stir up, many of the city lords and The Priest are secretly deliberating what to offer in exchange with the Jiu Yuan
Tucheng-Earth City's Eye Witch Wu Yan peeked at Yan Mo secretly, his eyes flashed with extreme fanaticism and yearning, but he told himself: Not now, he can't just go, She-Dan's ambition is too big, the lord of the city has been confused by She-Dan, he must look after She-Dan reaction, wait for him to seize She-Dan's secrets, and then go to the god favorite Mo Da-Ren-Ren!
