Teng Jia Village was surrounded by tall wooden fences, and there were also clansmen guarding the gate.
"The hunters are back!" The guard at the gate shouted.
Inside the clan's training field, many clansmen were chatting and laughing as they ran over. But when they saw what was happening, many people's expressions changed drastically. From afar, they could see the bloodstains on the members of the hunting squad, as well as the traces of bandages. There were also some corpses of their clansmen being carried over.
A clansman had died!
"Qiang Zi!" A sorrowful cry rang out.
"Hurry and inform the Patriarch!" Someone immediately shouted, his voice extremely mournful.
…
A moment later, nearly two thousand people had gathered on the training field. Apart from those who were farming in the fields, everyone else had gathered here. Everyone's expression was very heavy, especially the family members of the deceased, who were all crying and kneeling on the ground. Clan Leader Teng Yunlong's face was also filled with sorrow.
"This time, the hunters went up the mountain and encountered the Wolf King on patrol! Five members of the Hunter Squad are dead, and four of them are crippled! "Teng Yunlong's voice was deep and low. Faint sounds of sobbing could be heard from the crowd.
"Teng Yonglian, Teng Yongqiang, Teng Yongyi … …" Teng Yunlong said five names in one go.
"They died for our Teng Clan. The clan will give each of their families a hundred taels of silver as compensation. From today onwards, the clan will support them!" Teng Yunlong's voice didn't seem to rise or fall. This was the old rule. Those who died in battle for the clan would be compensated with 100 taels of silver, those who were crippled would be compensated with 50 taels of silver, and their family members would be supported by the entire clan.
Teng Qingshan silently watched this scene.
Over the years, although he had heard that other villages had been wiped out by bandits, he hadn't seen it. He had only heard about it, so he didn't feel that kind of shock. Because Teng Jia Village was a relatively strong and large village, ordinary bandits and robbers were unwilling to provoke them. Moreover, the White Horse Gang had also received an annual tribute.
The clansmen of Teng Jia Village had always been very peaceful. It had been a long time since anyone had been killed.
After all, encountering the Wolf King on patrol in the mountains was something that only happened once in several decades.
"Light the fire!" Teng Yunlong's voice suddenly rang out, startling Teng Qingshan.
Cremation.
This was the rule of the clan.
Flames soared into the sky. The corpses placed on the wood were once familiar elders of the clan. The surrounding area was filled with sobbing sounds, but more people were quietly watching all of this. This was because they had experienced even deeper and more unforgettable suffering.
They had long known that bloodshed was necessary to survive on this land.
That was why the clansmen had been training hard since they were young, without a single day of relaxation.
*****
In the ancestral hall of the Teng family.
"Creak!" The heavy iron gate opened, and a family member holding five boxes of ashes walked into the ancestral hall, weeping.
Teng Qingshan and his father, Teng Yongfan, watched everything quietly. The ancestral hall was extremely spacious, almost comparable to the armory. Inside the ancestral hall, there were many urns of ashes. Just by looking at them, one could say that there were tens of thousands of them, densely packed and neatly arranged.
"These are the ashes of the ancestors of our Teng Qingshan who died for the clan over the past thousand years." Teng Qingshan also knew this.
Not everyone could enter the ancestral hall.
In the thousand-year history of the Teng Clan, only those who died fighting for the clan or those who contributed to the clan could enter the ancestral hall. As for those who were mediocre and inactive, after their deaths, they would at most be cremated and would not be able to enter the ancestral hall. Their names would also not be able to enter the Teng Clan Tablet.
"The Teng Clan Tablet!"
Teng Qingshan gazed at the eye-catching stone tablets erected in the ancestral hall. Each stone tablet was densely packed with names, and each name represented an ancestor in the history of the Teng Clan.
"Leave the names on the Clan Tablet." Teng Yunlong said in a deep voice.
Immediately, a white-haired old man walked to a huge stone tablet with a carving knife and carefully carved the names of five people.
"Wu wu …" The family members of the deceased wept softly, making the atmosphere even more sorrowful.
Teng Yunlong walked to the side of the family members of the deceased. The deceased were all at their strongest. Most of their children were still teenagers, and the oldest was only twenty years old. Teng Yunlong stroked the head of a child and looked at the few youths. "Your fathers were all heroes of the Teng Clan. They died for the clan. You must be proud of them!"
"Yes." The youths nodded vigorously.
A few years later, these youths would also be like their fathers and fight to protect the clan. The Teng Clan was able to survive for a thousand years because of this indomitable spirit that was passed down from generation to generation.
*****
Eight people gathered in the central room of Teng Yunlong's residence.
Besides Teng Yunlong, there were also Teng Yonglei, Teng Yongxiang, Teng Yongfan, three elders of the clan, and one more person — — Teng Qingshan!
"Yonglei, you did a good job this time. Ordinary blades and swords are unable to pierce through the Wolf King's fur, especially since the Wolf King's entire body is snow white and its fur is not damaged at all. Many rich and influential people want to buy the fur of the Wolf King, which is even bigger than a fierce tiger. The price is not lower than that of a snow mink! "Teng Yunlong said.
The clan's harvest this time was not small.
The Wolf King's fur was even rarer and more precious than the snow mink fur, especially since the Wolf King's fur was completely white.
"Clan Leader." Teng Yonglei said, "This time, it was all because of Qingshan. If it wasn't for him, at most two or three of us would have escaped, let alone killing the Wolf King. Not to mention killing the Wolf King. Those four Alpha Wolves, one Wolf King, and over a hundred wild wolves were all killed by Qingshan. "
Many people present looked at Teng Qingshan, who was still a youth.
Although it was sad that some of their clansmen died this time, when they knew of Teng Qingshan's amazing martial strength, they felt ecstatic.
One person killed a hundred wild wolves, four Alpha Wolves, and a Wolf King … … What kind of terrifying expert was this? Such an expert was not even ten years old. How powerful would he be when he grew up? The most important thing was … … this kind of expert belonged to the Teng Clan!
"Qingshan, good job." Teng Yunlong said.
"Fortunately, Qingshan didn't go to the Gui Yuan Sect." Teng Yongxiang sighed, "If he was in the Gui Yuan Sect, he might not have such amazing spear skills. Qingshan, this child … … studies alone, and he is better than anyone else. "When they knew of Teng Qingshan's battle achievements, everyone recognized Teng Qingshan's strength.
He was the undisputed number one warrior in the clan!
Teng Yunlong and the others were also glad that they didn't send Teng Qingshan to the Gui Yuan Sect. If Teng Qingshan was in the Gui Yuan Sect, he wouldn't be able to help the clan for a while. Unless Teng Qingshan held a high position in the Gui Yuan Sect, he wouldn't be able to be of help to the clan. Distant water cannot quench present thirst. Teng Qingshan's presence in the clan would definitely be of greater help to the clan.
"Qingshan's spear was broken when he fought with the Wolf King. Moreover, that spear is too short for the current Qingshan." Teng Yongxiang said.
"Yes, it's time to change to a spear. Qingshan, let's go to the armory." Teng Yunlong stood up with a smile.
Teng Qingshan followed everyone and walked towards the armory.
When he was still a six year old child, Teng Qingshan felt that the seven feet long green zhennan spear was too long. But now, he was already nine years old, and in three months, he would be ten years old. His current height was five feet eight inches (1.45 meters). If he used a seven feet long spear, it would be too short. With his height, the best length for a spear was around seven feet six inches.
The armory suddenly opened.
"Qingshan, choose a spear." Teng Yunlong said with a smile.
There were many spears stored in the clan, and there was no need to specially refine one. He only needed to choose one.
Wooden spears, even the highest quality green zhennan, were too inferior for Teng Qingshan.
"There are only ordinary steel spears and Damascus steel spears! The quality of steel spears is much worse than Damascus steel spears, and much lighter. " Teng Qingshan walked one round, and his eyes stopped on a steel spear shaft. He stretched out one hand and waved it twice, "This steel spear shaft's workmanship is not bad, and the weight is just right. Including the spearhead, it's about two meters. Although it's slightly taller, it doesn't affect me. In the future, when my body grows taller, I can continue to use it for a period of time. "
Teng Qingshan turned to look at Teng Yunlong, "Grandfather, I'll take this one."
"Qingshan, this is a high quality Damascus steel spear. Including the spearhead, the spear is eight feet long and weighs fifty-two jin. If you encounter a group battle, it will consume too much strength. Change to another one. " Teng Yunlong said. A person's strength was limited. If he wielded a heavy weapon for a long time, he would use up all his strength.
Teng Qingshan smiled, "I'll take it, there's no need to change!"
When Teng Qingshan reached the realm of 'One with the Spear', when he wielded the spear, only part of his muscles were exerting force. This part of his muscles exerted force while the other part rested. He would probably not feel tired even if he wielded the spear for a whole day. With his control over his bones and muscles as a Xing Yi Grandmaster, how could he feel tired when wielding a fifty-two jin spear?
Moreover, he had inner strength!
"Alright, I can't win against you in an argument." Teng Yunlong laughed as he went to the box and took out the matching spearhead. The workmanship of this Damascus steel spear was indeed very good. The spearhead and the spear shaft were not connected by a slot, but by a foot-long thread that firmly connected the spearhead to the spear shaft.
The red tassel carried a bloody smell. It was obvious that this Damascus steel spear had tasted countless blood.
"Eh?" Teng Qingshan twisted the spear shaft in surprise and spun it, splitting the entire spear shaft into two halves.
Teng Yunlong smiled and said, "This spear shaft is divided into two halves, and the center is also connected by a thread. When outside, if the spear is too long, you can disassemble it. After using it, you can reattach it. "Teng Qingshan was very satisfied with this technique. After he reattached the Damascus steel spear, he casually waved it twice.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
The spear danced in the air with a sharp whistling sound.
"Not bad." Teng Qingshan was even more satisfied. This Damascus steel spear was very tough. If he infused it with inner strength, it would not be a problem even if it were to withstand a force of ten thousand jin.
"Patriarch." At this time, Teng Yonglei, who was at the side, spoke with a trace of bitterness on his face, "Now that my left arm is broken, I am no longer suitable to be the leader of the Hunter Squad. From today onwards, I will stay in the clan. As for the leader of the Hunter Squad, you should also choose someone else. "
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed.
"Yonglei." Teng Yongfan patted Teng Yonglei's shoulder to comfort him. To a man who valued martial arts, losing his left arm was a very painful thing.
"Yonglei, from now on, you will stay in the clan. As for the leader of the Hunter Squad … …" Teng Yunlong turned his head and his gaze fell on Teng Qingshan.
The other elders, Teng Yongfan, Teng Yonglei, and Teng Yongxiang all turned their heads to look at Teng Qingshan.
Teng Qingshan was shocked.
What did he mean? He still had three to four months left, and he was only ten years old.
"Qingshan!" Teng Yunlong stared at him and said, "A hero doesn't care about his age. In this chaotic world, age doesn't matter, only strength matters! From today onwards, you are the leader of the Hunter Squad! You must remember … … you are now the number one warrior of our Teng Clan! As the number one warrior of the clan, you must take responsibility! "
Teng Yongfan also looked at his son and said, "Qingshan, a man must take responsibility! The number one warrior of the clan must have the responsibility of the number one warrior. From today onwards, you must learn to take responsibility. In the future, the clan will depend on your leadership! "
"Yes, father." Teng Qingshan suddenly felt a sense of responsibility fall on him.
In the past, when the clan faced various problems, it was his father, grandfather, and the others who took the lead to solve them.
But from today onwards, he must stand up!
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