Bonfires were blazing in the Cold Stream Valley. Hundreds of gigantic beasts were cleaned and put on the bonfires. Yellow fat was sizzling, and a strong aroma was carried far away by the wind. Most of the Southern Wasteland clans, except for a few, were very hospitable. Guests who came from afar could always be treated with the utmost hospitality.
Large vats of cassava wine, which was brewed by the Fire Crow Clan, were carried out. The turbid wine was emitting a pungent smell. Large clay bowls were raised high, and those hospitable warriors were laughing and yelling at Po, urging him to drink.
Po was tall and sturdy, and was also very forthright. Whenever a Fire Crow Clan warrior toasted to him, he would drink all the wine without hesitation.
Southern Wasteland men liked forthright men the most. Po immediately won the favor of all the warriors on the scene, especially Qing Ying, Ji Ying, Ji Bao and Ji Lang, who loved to have fun the most. They surrounded Po and kept asking him about the things happening outside the Southern Wasteland.
Ji Hao was sitting beside Ji Zhuo, smilingly looking at Po, whose chest and lapels were covered with wine. From time to time, Ji Hao raised his bowl and clinked his bowl with Stone and Treeman, who were squatting behind him like two small hills.
"In the Middle Land, about two hundred years ago, I had reached the end of the Senior Magus level. I couldn't find a way to become stronger, so I traveled to the legendary Middle Land." Ji Zhuo's face was flushed under the light of the bonfires. He was also gulping down the wine and telling his story in a rumbling voice.
"I traveled with a caravan for nearly two years, and finally arrived at the Middle Land." Ji Zhuo glanced at Po and murmured, "There were tens of Senior Magi in the caravan, and we lost a lot of people on the way. Our guest came to the Southern Wasteland from the Middle Land alone, Hao, you've brought back a great guest. "
Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at Po, smiling.
Ji Hao had sensed the gap between him and Po the moment he met him.
With the help of the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], Ji Hao had already condensed the Yuan Dan of the Purple Palace. With an opportunity, he would be able to condense the Yuan Dan of the Purple Palace. If Ji Hao's current power could be compared to a thousand-mile long river, then Po's power could be compared to a vast ocean, immeasurably vast and immeasurably deep.
As expected of an ascetic who traveled the world alone. His strength was truly unfathomable.
"Hao, I have a mission for you!" Ji Zhuo slapped on Ji Hao's shoulder, lowered his voice and said in a mysterious tone, "Such a powerful being, it would be great if he could leave a few seeds for our clan. Later, my grandpa will ask the Gold Black Mountain to select a few girls for us. You can ask Po if he's willing to keep a few kids for our Fire Crow Clan. "
A mouthful of wine was stuck in Ji Hao's throat, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Po, who had been rolling up his sleeves and wrestling with Qing Ying, had his facial expression suddenly changed. He glanced at Qing Ying in shock, and his face had already turned red, as if it had been smeared with blood. Obviously, Po's five senses were especially sharp, and he had heard every single word Ji Zhuo had said.
Good wine, good meat, good fun.
Suddenly, a group of Fire Crow Clan's girls, who were dressed up nicely, showed up. They bared their white legs, waved their spears and shields, and danced around the bonfire, releasing their youthful energy and showing their strong and healthy bodies to Po.
Quite a few times, some Fire Crow Clan's girls passionately walked up to Po and caressed his simple and honest face with their hands.
The look on Po's face turned extremely weird. He twisted his body as hard as he could, as if his butt was burned by fire. Not long after that, he abruptly let out a few moans, dropped the bowl, spread his limbs, fell on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep while snoring thunderously. His entire body was reeking of booze.
Ji Hao laughed out loud, pointed at Po and said, "Po is drunk, drunk, don't make him drink anymore!"
While laughing, Ji Hao grabbed Po, carried him on his shoulder, and quickly ran towards a row of cabins in the depth of the valley.
Ji Zhuo rubbed his own neck with regret, looked at Ji Hao's back, and suddenly yelled out, "Hey, Po, you little boy, you don't like our Fire Crow Clan's strong girls, but our Southern Wasteland clans also have pretty girls! What kind of girls do you like? Just tell me, I, your grandpa, can find one for you! "
Ji Hao chuckled. Po, who was being carried on Ji Hao's shoulder, suddenly stiffened his body, and said in a low voice, "You scared me to death! Fortunately, I have been in the Eastern Wasteland, the Northern Wasteland and the Western Wasteland, and have encountered these kinds of things all the time, I've had experience!"
Hearing Po talking to himself, Ji Hao couldn't help but laugh even louder.
The bonfires in the Cold Stream Valley gradually died out, and all the meat and wine had been eaten up by those warriors with big bellies. The valley had returned to its peaceful state, and only the clanging sounds made by the mining slaves could be heard echoing in the valley.
The sun passed through the middle of the sky, slowly falling towards the west. Ji Hao and Po were sitting side by side on the highest cliff outside the Cold Stream Valley, looking at the boundless primitive jungle in the distance, feeling the wind blowing across their bodies, and sensing the slightest vibration of the natural power.
Po's body was surrounded by a strange layer of clear light, and a strong, immeasurably great stream of primordial spirit power was flowing out of his body, gently spreading in all directions, covering the jungle in this area, and all the powerful and weak creatures within the radius of a thousand miles.
Ji Hao's primordial spirit power had merged with the primordial spirit power released from Po's body. Before, Ji Hao's spiritual power could only reach the radius of over ten miles at most, and the further the distance, the more blurred the details of the environment would be.
However, with the help of Po's primordial spirit power, Ji Hao's weak primordial spirit power was like a fish swimming in the water, freely moving in the air with a radius of a thousand miles, sensing the natural power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the blooming and withering of flowers, the rising and falling of wind, the speed of flowing water.
The inexhaustible and profound natural power gushed into Ji Hao's mind like a vast river, and suddenly, Ji Hao gained a deeper understanding of the natural law of this area. Po's primordial spirit power was like a key, opening the gate for Ji Hao to learn about this world.
"There is such a huge gap between our powers!" Ji Hao was trying his best to sense all the slight vibrations of the natural power, while silently smiling bitterly.
His spiritual power, or the power of his primordial spirit, or his spirit power, could only reach the radius of over ten miles. If he wanted to completely cover a circular space, he could only cover the area with a radius of a few miles. However, Po could easily cover the entire jungle with a radius of over a thousand miles with his spirit power.
Po's primordial spirit was more than ten-thousand times more powerful than Ji Hao's current primordial spirit power.
Besides, judging from Po's movements, the primordial spirit power that he was using now might only be one tenth of his. One percent? Or even less?
While Ji Hao was daydreaming, Po abruptly laughed out loud.
"Hao, I didn't think that I would meet such an interesting little friend like you this time. Since you are able to sense the great Dao of nature, your future will definitely not be limited to this remote Southern Wasteland. "
"After I finish this ascetic training, are you willing to leave the Southern Wasteland with me? My teacher is Yu Yu, if you are willing, I will take you as my teacher's disciple, and you will be able to sense the inexhaustible mysteries of the universe, and you will be able to enjoy endless freedom. "
Before Ji Hao said anything, Po had already taken out a fist-sized jade bottle and put it in Ji Hao's hand.
"I have observed that your Abba and Amma both have internal injuries. Their Magus Acupoints were broken by someone with a dark magic, which is quite disadvantageous to them."
"You and I hit it off at first sight. This is the elder brother of my teacher, Yu Yu. These six life-saving pills are concocted by my uncle himself. They have the power of nature, and can reverse life and death. They should be able to help your Abba and Amma recover."
Ji Hao's heart beat quickly, and he subconsciously gripped the jade bottle.
"Brother Po, thank you! Thank you! "
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