When Tianhu returned, he only appeared to appease the various tribes and then disappeared.

Some of the various races of the Monster Clan began to move to the western frontier, while others stayed where they were in their own family groups.

Those returning elites have grown rapidly, greatly improving the strength of the group.

This is the demon clan, with different bloodlines and habits, so it is impossible for all demons to truly be of the same mind.

Even those demon clans in Manghuang can't do it, let alone this place in Southern Wilderness?

I think when the ten-year period comes and the war breaks out again, I am afraid that the Southern Wilderness will really fall completely.

As for whether Qian Yiming will lead the army again and bring the war to Western Xinjiang, it depends on whether he has the courage.

Han Muye was looking forward to it.

After crossing the mountains, the villages ahead will appear in front of you.

There are patches of thatched huts, surrounded by wooden houses and houses made of earth and rocks.

Most of the Southern Wilderness Monster Clan still do not pay attention to the basic necessities of life, which is in huge contrast to the luxurious Zhongzhou.

As the caravan moved forward, several figures came running toward the village.

The leader was an old boy in his fifties wearing a Confucian shirt, and a tall and strong Qinghu tribesman with stripes on his head and face.

The bloodline of the Qinghu clan is also considered powerful, and the newly born clan members have the power to enter the realm of cultivation for the first time.

It's just that it's difficult to pass on this kind of bloodline, and the ethnic group is not big.

It is precisely for this reason that the Qinghu clan here chose to stay in Shaoyuan Ridge when other major clans retreated.

Qian Yiming's army did not kill all the monsters in the Southern Wilderness, and many of them were allowed to stay where they were.

However, Zhongzhou will arrange for many human races to migrate and live together with these ethnic groups.

Presumably, through Confucianism and Taoism, these ethnic groups will be assimilated dozens or hundreds of years later.

The old boy who came to greet the caravan was named Zhou Pu. He was just a boy in Zhongzhou for half his life. In response to the call of the imperial court, he led some villagers to the southern wilderness and served as a tribal guard.

It can be regarded as having some authority and can gather people's hope.

Being able to gain popularity is the reason why many Confucian and Taoist practitioners in Zhongzhou are willing to come to Southern Wilderness.

"Shopkeeper Xiao, the elixir you want has been prepared. Please come to the village to rest."

Zhou Pu cupped his hands and spoke with a smile.

The big man from the Tiger Clan beside him also held his hand, but remained silent.

There are more than a hundred people in the caravan. In addition to Han Muye and Mu Wan, there are seven or eight Xiao family descendants who have experienced training, and the rest are clerks and guards.

Half of the more than forty carts towed by spirit horses were already full.

Not only the Xiao family caravan is like this, but most other caravans are like this as well.

Unless it is a real treasure that requires the use of a great monk to store the treasure and carry it around, other ordinary commercial goods are operated by caravans.

This can train the younger generation and slowly gather connections.

The dozens of large caravans in the caravan seem to have a lot of goods, but they are not really valuable treasures, and they are not enough to subsidize the wear and tear of a heavenly monk.

Unless Han's Trading Company is transporting precious elixirs, it is usually a large caravan.

Xiao Chu did not refuse Zhou Pu's invitation and led the caravan to camp in the sun drying field outside the village.

Zhou Pu and the others invited Xiao Chu and a group of Xiao family children to a banquet. Xiao Chu invited Han Muye and Mu Wan to accompany them, but Han Muye and the others did not go.

The two of them carried bamboo baskets on their backs and medicine hoes, and under the guidance of several Qinghu tribesmen, they went to the mountains to find medicine.

The tiger grass, which is abundant in the Qinghu tribe's settlement, is long-lasting and has strong medicinal power. It can be used as an auxiliary medicine in several kinds of Qipin elixirs.

When the caravan came to Shaoyuanling, it was mainly to buy tiger prairie grass.

This elixir only cost one spiritual stone for ten plants in the Southern Wilderness, but in Zhongzhou, each plant had more than one spiritual stone.

Every time the Xiao family caravan comes over, they collect tens of thousands of tiger grass.

This is also the main source of income for the Qinghu tribe in Shaoyuan Ridge.

Otherwise, the ethnic groups here would not be so polite to the caravan.

Han Muye and Mu Wan carried bamboo baskets on their backs and walked ten miles away. There were already many tiger prairie grasses in the mountains and forests.

It's just that most of these years are relatively shallow, and the medicinal power is insufficient.

"Hey, this one is pretty good. It has been used as medicine for twenty years." Han Muye looked at a spiritual grass with four leaves and eight petals and a green stem two feet high on the rock cliff in front of him and said with a smile.

He picked up the medicine hoe and tapped it lightly.

"boom--"

The half-foot-high stone cliff suddenly shattered.

The herbs were naturally crushed together.

Han Muye opened his mouth with a wry smile on his face.

Mu Wan laughed out loud.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm here to collect medicine. You can help me carry the medicine basket."

Passing the medicine basket on her back to Han Muye, Mu Wan walked a few steps forward and dug up another relatively lush tiger grass.

The two of them walked forward, and Mu Wan bent down from time to time to pick herbs.

"This plant is a year old and can be exchanged for three hundred spirit stones in Zhongzhou."

"Wow, the century-old tiger grass has made you rich. Be careful not to damage the leaves. They are worth two thousand spiritual stones."

Looking at the delighted Mu Wan, Han Muye smiled.

Nowadays, Mu Wan can easily refine a furnace of elixirs in exchange for hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones. These tiger grasses are really nothing to her.

But at this time, looking at Han Muye, Mu Wan still looked like she had been refining alchemy in the alchemy hall on Jiuxuan Mountain in exchange for spiritual stones.

Little money addict.

After climbing over a hill, the two of them stopped dead in their tracks.

On the hillside ahead, there are two figures.

The two were talking quietly and did not notice the arrival of Han Muye and Mu Wan.

"Cui Cui, if your grandfather and the others really don't agree with us being together, then forget it, I, I, will leave Shaoyuanling from now on."

The person who spoke was a young man from the Qinghu tribe, tall and strong, with a simple and honest face, and a somewhat dejected look on his face.

Beside him, the girl in a light pink dress shook her head and stared: "Shao Datian, how dare you start chaos and give up? Why didn't you just say let it go when you rolled the haystack with me?"

Hearing the girl's words, the young man from the Tiger tribe named Shao Datian panicked and said hurriedly: "Cui Cui, I, how could I do that? I, I'm just afraid. They said, I am from the Tiger tribe and you are from the Human tribe.

We, we can't..."
Chapter completed!