Future Martial Arts Training Network

Chapter 311 Thunder Tribe ([-] words for subscription)
After Ling Xiao entered the transmission channel, he felt that his body was a little weightless, and the surroundings were filled with colorful lights. There was no sense of time inside. He only felt that his body seemed to be moving in a certain direction.

"boom……"

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly the passage trembled violently, and a vast and incomparable force surged in, breaking through the passage barrier and tearing a huge hole in the passage.

"boom……"

After the huge and unparalleled power penetrated the passage, the remaining aftermath hit Ling Xiao heavily. Ling Xiao even formed a defensive shield in an instant, and took out several defensive magic weapons from the palm world to block in front of him, but He was still knocked into the air, hit the passage hard, his muscles and bones were torn apart, and he was seriously injured.

"call……"

At this moment, the crack on the wall of the passage gave off a huge suction force, instantly sucking Ling Xiao out of the passage. He only had time to surge out the power of his divine sense, and formed a defensive shield around his body, before he lost consciousness. .

However, before losing consciousness, Ling Xiao saw the scene outside the passage, it was a gray scene, as if the chaos had not yet opened, but he could clearly see the distribution of spheres around the passage.

But in the gray space outside these spheres, there are two majestic figures fighting fiercely. One of them is a black phantom, a demon with three golden horns for its first birth, and the other a green-robed human with A huge book-shaped magic weapon was suspended, and the battle between the two was very fierce. The aftermath of the battle spread far and wide, even causing some balls to shake from side to side.

"Old Demon Wusheng, you are a powerful Demon Emperor, yet you deliberately attacked the juniors of my human race. Wouldn't it damage your reputation if you spread the word?" Ling Xiao yelled angrily.

"Hmph, Master Yu Emperor, I like drinking with human geniuses the most, but I didn't expect you, a poor scholar, to stay outside these small worlds. It's too boring." Another rumbling voice sounded, shaking Ling Xiao lost consciousness instantly.

Among the many small worlds of the human race, there is one called Donghua Realm. It is just an ordinary small world, but the way of heaven is complete. Therefore, Donghua Realm is several times larger than the earth, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the small world is also several times richer. .

Among the mountains in the southwestern region of Donghua, there is a small tribe named Thunder Tribe, with a population of more than 300 million and a territory of more than 8000 square kilometers, but most of them are mountains, the land is relatively barren, and the output is mostly Some elixir and spiritual mines, so the Thunder tribe has more witch doctors.

"Wu Xian, hurry up and pick all the peony over there and send them to the witch hall." In the corner of the mountains in the Leiting tribe, a group of little witches were busy picking peony.

"Wu Zhen, be careful, don't break the fruit of the mountain peony, otherwise the potion inside will lose its effect."

"boom……"

While a group of little witches were chatting and busy, there was a sudden bang, and a figure fell from the sky not far away, hit a big tree, broke many branches of the big tree, and rolled to the ground On the ground, put a big peony on the ground.

"Oh, what fell from the sky? It overwhelmed many mountains."

"It seems to be a person."

"Go and see what's going on?"

In an instant, a group of little witches exclaimed, and then swarmed to the hillside, and saw a bloody figure lying down among the peony bushes, the clothes on his body were torn, and the rest had been wiped Soaked in blood.

"Where are you doing?" Just as the witches were shocked, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

"Lord Wu Peng, a dead man fell from the sky just now, overwhelming many mountains." A little Wu immediately reported loudly.

"Master Wu Peng, he is not dead yet, I saw his hand move." At this time, Wu Zhen cried out in surprise.

"Let's help him up to see if he is from our Thunder tribe?" Wu Xian suggested, and then several people turned the man on the ground over with his hands, held his head, and found his face His face was also bloody, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Hey, it's really breathy, it's not dead." A little witch stretched out his hand to test the opponent's breath, and then exclaimed.

"Did he really fall from the sky?" At this moment, the middle-aged witch flew over from a distance, looked at the figure on the ground, and then looked at the sky and asked.

"Yes, just now we only heard a noise and saw him fall from the sky." The little witches said quickly.

"Since he's not dead, let's send him back for treatment first. But we need to send someone to take care of him, and after he wakes up, find out his identity, and don't let bad guys come into our tribe." Wu Peng frowned. He frowned, then nodded to Wu Zhen and Wu Xian and said.

There seemed to be a little light in the darkness, Ling Xiao's consciousness finally gathered slowly, and finally he only felt severe pain all over his body, and his meridians and bones were broken badly, and his dantian and Shenzang Palace were also sealed.

"Inanimate Demon Emperor, Master Yu Emperor, could it be that this is two Emperor Wu-level powerhouses fighting? Unexpectedly, the Wudi-level powerhouses are as terrifying as fighting together, and the aftermath alone pierced through the transmission channel and severely injured me to such an extent. It’s really troublesome, I don’t know when I can recover my cultivation, let alone which small world this is?”

After lying quietly for a while, Ling Xiao recalled the things before he fell into a coma, and also remembered the two terrifying Martial Emperor powerhouses, but he didn't have too many thoughts for the time being. Wait until the body recovers first.

"The dantian is sealed, so you can't use your spiritual power. The Shenzang Palace is sealed, so you can't use your spiritual thoughts. I don't know how the little guys are doing now. Has it been affected? There is also no movement in the palm world, and if you can't open it, you can't use it." It’s quite a hassle to take out the contents.”

However, Ling Xiao didn't panic, but slowly turned his head to look around, and found that he was in a simple hut, the house should be built of rocks, with some animal skins and medicinal materials hanging on the walls, surrounded by It exudes a strong aroma of medicinal materials, and I don't know where it is.

"squeak……"

Just when Ling Xiao was holding back the severe pain and thinking wildly, the door was pushed open, and two teenagers came in with bowls. Seeing Ling Xiao looking at them with open eyes, the two cried out in surprise: "Wake up!" La?"

"Wu Zhen, hurry up and call Lord Wu Peng over here." One boy said to the other.

"Well, Wu Xian, you feed him the medicine first, and I'll be right back." The boy named Wu Zhen ran away in a hurry, while the boy named Wu Xian came over with a bowl. Ling Xiao smelled the water in the bowl. Exudes a strong medicinal smell.

"Thank you." Ling Xiao stared at the boy, and found that he didn't seem to be malicious, but squatted down to feed himself medicine, so he nodded and said to him.

"Master Wu Peng asked us to save you." Wu Xian seemed a little shy, blushing and said, and then slowly fed Ling Xiao with the liquid medicine with a spoon, which was a decoction boiled with certain elixir.

Ling Xiao nodded. Although these decoctions were not helpful in recovering his injuries, they had the effect of cultivating energy and strengthening the foundation. They could enhance his vitality and help him survive from serious injuries.

"My name is Wu Xian. Which tribe are you from?" After Ling Xiao finished drinking the medicine, the young man sat down next to him and looked at him curiously and asked.

"My name is Ling Xiao. I passed by a distant Huaxia tribe, but I was attacked and escaped here with serious injuries. Thanks to you for saving me. By the way, how long have I been in a coma?"

Everything on Ling Xiao's body was placed in the palm world, so there was nothing on his body, and he guessed that when he was unconscious, the people here should have checked his body, even changed his clothes, and They should not find anything that represents their identity.

"Three days have passed since you fell down. But you can rest assured that in our Thunder tribe, those thieves who attacked you would not dare to come in." Wu Xian was only about 20 years old, and Ling Xiao could feel it. The aura that came to him was probably only at the seventh level of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

"Thunder Tribe. Wu Xian, can you tell me about the Thunder Tribe and its surroundings?" Ling Xiao's heart moved when he heard this. Is this small world actually centered around tribes?
"Our Thunder tribe is very big. We own a lot of places around us, as well as the Holy Land Thunder Mountain. However, there are two very annoying tribes around, namely the Golden Knife tribe and the Blue Wolf tribe. They always like to fight with our tribe. Let’s go to war, I have always wanted our tribe to give up Thunder Mountain, so we have to fight with us every year.” Wu Xian immediately became interested and talked about the tribe.

Ling Xiao listened quietly, and occasionally asked a question, and Wu Xian, a young man, was usually with people in the tribe, so he finally had the opportunity to talk about it, so he happily talked about things inside and outside the tribe, of course he knew These are just some common things, but they are very useful for Ling Xiao to understand the world.

Soon, Ling Xiao knew that the world was vast and boundless, with many large and small tribes distributed, and the Thunder tribe was just an ordinary small tribe, and its power was only slightly stronger than the nearby Golden Knife tribe and Qinglang tribe, so the other two tribes had been living for a long time. Unite against the Thunder Horde.

In addition, Wu Xian also heard from the warriors in the tribe that this world not only has a super tribe dozens of times stronger than the Thunder tribe, but even a king city that is more powerful than the super tribe.

Of course, these are all Wu Xiandao's hearsay, he himself didn't know it clearly, so naturally he described it vaguely, but Ling Xiao probably had some preliminary impressions of this world in his heart.

"Dada..."

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then two figures hurried in. The one in front was a middle-aged man with a purple face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the one behind was the one named Wu Zhen is a young man.

The two broke into the room, Wu Xian hurriedly got up from the ground, lowered his head and called out "Master Wu Peng", while Ling Xiao lay on the bed without moving, just looked over and saw that the two seemed relieved .

"Young man, which tribe do you belong to? Why did you fall into our tribe?" The middle-aged man Wu Peng pulled Wu Xian behind him with a look of wariness, and asked Ling Xiao with sharp eyes.

"Brother Ling, Master Wu Peng asked us to save you." Wu Xian hurriedly said beside him.

"Thank you, Lord Wu Peng, for the rescue. My name is Ling Xiao. I was attacked by the demons on my way and accidentally fell into your tribe." Ling Xiao said calmly, not changing at all due to the other party's momentum.

"What? You were injured by a surprise attack by demons from outside the territory?" Wu Peng was shocked when he heard this, but then frowned: "No, we only have demons in the battlefield of the Donghua Realm. How could you Will we meet the demons in Donghua Realm?"

"Master Wu Peng, I didn't make it clear that the strong demons did not attack directly, but when they fought with a strong human, the aftermath affected me, so I was seriously injured. If it was the demons If the strong attack directly, I'm afraid I'll be dead long ago." Ling Xiao said with a wry smile.

However, Wu Peng's face was still full of doubts, because judging by Ling Xiao's bone age, he was only in his early twenties, and being able to cultivate at the level of a martial venerable was considered a genius, but the human and demon races in the domain battlefield were strong. In the battle with Yu Bo, he was seriously injured and he was still knocked so far away. Could it be that he is a perfect Martial Saint?

"Master Wu Peng, now my meridians have been cut off, my bones have been broken a lot, my dantian and Shenzang Palace are all closed, is there still a need to lie to you?" Ling Xiao knew that the other party didn't believe him, so he couldn't help but said with a wry smile.

"Then which tribe are you from?" Wu Peng asked hesitantly.

"Master Wu Peng, I don't want to lie to you, I am not from any tribe, but my place is too far away from here, you probably have never heard of it." Ling Xiao shook his head and said.

The expression on Wu Peng's face was changing, but he found that Ling Xiao's eyes were clear and he didn't dodge when he looked at him. He was silent for a while and nodded and said: "We can help you heal, but I hope you can leave after your body recovers. , don’t bring trouble to our Thunder Tribe.”

"No problem. Thank you." Ling Xiao sighed secretly, and had no choice but to agree, but he didn't complain.

Afterwards, Wu Peng left Wu Xian and Wu Zhen to take care of Ling Xiao in turn. Of course, there was also an element of monitoring him, but the two teenagers didn't have much scheming, but they were very interested in where Ling Xiao was.

"Our tribe has a population of hundreds of millions, and the strong are like a cloud. All the tribes around us are weaker than us. And we often fight with alien races, such as blood races, demons, wolves, gods, angels, and cats and so on. "Ling Xiao also occasionally talked about some things about the earth, but replaced the country with the theory of the tribe.

"What? He said that their tribe has hundreds of millions of people. Could it be that he is from a certain royal city? The one who can often enter the domain battlefield to fight against the races outside the sky must be the most powerful in the royal city, and may even be the three The imperial city?" When Wu Peng asked the two teenagers to tell him the news they had inquired about, he couldn't help but change his expression.

Soon after, Wu Peng came to the core of the Thunder Tribe, Thunder City at the foot of the Thunder Sacred Mountain, a large city with a population of one million, not as simple as the villages around the tribe, but with many tall buildings and modern transportation Tools, and more simple technology, are similar to the level of technology on Earth at the beginning of the twentieth century.

In the center of the city, there are three tallest buildings, each with 33 floors, and they are distributed in a tripartite manner. They are the office buildings of the Thunder Tribe Presbyterian Church, the Wu Temple, and the Battle Temple.

And Wu Peng went to the building of the Temple of Wu. He registered his information at the front desk on the first floor, then took the elevator to the top floor, and saw an old man with white hair, who was among a lot of experimental equipment. busy.

"Teacher." Wu Peng is a seventh-level Martial Master, but when facing this white-haired old man, he is very respectful, because he is the most powerful Wu Sheng in the entire Thunder Tribe, and he is also a great Wu Sheng. Because of his high strength and proficiency in medicine, almost all the witch doctors in the tribe are his disciples and grandchildren.

"Wu Peng, you said you have something important to report. What is it? You know I'm very busy. If it's not important, don't talk about it. Don't waste my time." Lord Wu Sheng didn't stop what he was doing at all, He just glanced at Wu Peng and said.

"Teacher, we rescued a seriously injured young man on the mountain two days ago. He said that he came from a distant place and fell to our side after being attacked by a strong demon in the battle. After communicating with him, we found that He might come from a certain royal city or even an imperial city, so the disciple felt that this matter should not be taken lightly, so he came to report to the teacher." Wu Peng said with a serious expression.

"The people from the royal city or the imperial city have come to our tribe? Wu Peng, are you sure?" Lord Wu Sheng really stopped what he was doing, staring at Wu Peng and asked seriously.

"These were all mentioned by him when he was chatting. The disciples think that he didn't make them up. What's more, he is seriously injured now, his meridian is broken, his bones are broken, and his cultivation has been lost. There is no threat to us. .”

"You are wrong, Wu Peng, if he is really from Wangcheng or Huangcheng, it will be a huge threat to us, because no one knows his identity, let alone how he was injured. Let me think about it, you send him to me first, I will talk to him, and my treatment of his injuries should be faster." Wu Sheng thought for a while and said to Wu Peng.

"It may take a few days. He is still lying on the bed and can't move. We can only send him here when he can get out of bed." Wu Peng Daxi said that no matter what Ling Xiao's status is, if he can be favored by the teacher, I have made great contributions in front of the teacher.

"Bring these Jingyuan Pills back to treat him, let his body recover as soon as possible, and then bring him here. Well, don't make it public for the time being. I will communicate with the Great Elder and the Saint of War. You don't want to share the news. It has been leaked." Wu Sheng warned, and then handed Wu Peng some pills.

Wu Peng took a bottle of Jingyuan Pill, he was very shocked, because he knew that Jingyuan Pill is a holy medicine for healing even for high-level warriors, but he didn't expect the teacher to give a bottle directly.

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