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Chapter 268: The Woman Who Gathered the Wind

Seeing the other party hesitate, Mu Caifeng continued: "Your thinking is limited, always considering your own safety. If you are strong enough, other tribes should be afraid of you.

When Ning Chengfeng refined me, he found that my soul and spiritual energy were extremely compatible with the Pokab tree. I came here under the guidance of God, and I am a member of the tribe.

I have a feeling that if I get the help of witchcraft and the forest, I will bring the tribe to new heights, and one day, you will witness glory you never imagined."

Mu Caifeng's words were so inspiring that even the usually conservative Mu Peng was moved by their passion and expectation.

He looked at Haitang, who instinctively chose to obey "Master's wishes" and gave him an affirmative look in response.

Seeing that the time was right, the clone threw out a trump card: "Chief, High Priest, to express my sincerity and demonstrate the strength of my tribe, I am prepared to submit a letter of surrender first."

"......?" The two people opposite were waiting for his next words.

"Soul Resting Mountain is still in the hands of the Kikushan tribe, right?"

"Yes, it hasn't been taken back yet."

"Okay, I'll set out tomorrow to take back our ancestors' legacy."

"How many soldiers do you need?" Mu Peng was ecstatic.

"No need, I can do it alone. I couldn't do it back then because I was still in the middle stage of fusion. Now that I am a True Lord, it will be easy for me to catch him."

"That's great, Great Protector."

"The mountain protection formation is still controlled by the Saint?"

"Yes."

"Is she beautiful? How does she compare to your master's wife?"

Haitang was at a loss, "I have never seen the Saint, Patriarch, do you know?"

"I haven't seen it either, but it is rumored that the Saint of the Mountain Tribe is a peerless beauty of her generation, extremely beautiful."

"So, she won't be worse than Ran Yi? Okay, High Priest, I'll bring you a sister-in-law in a few days."

"What sister-in-law?" Haitang was puzzled, but the old man reacted quickly and smiled evilly. "It's the Saint."

"Even if you conquer Soul Mountain, what if they don't want to?" Haitang couldn't believe it.

"Don't worry, she will agree. Chief, what do you think about borrowing the 'Wood Tribe Witchcraft'?"

"If you can recapture Soul Mountain and promise not to leave our clan and not to pass on your skills to others, I will agree. According to clan rules, if the high priest and I both agree, you can enjoy the privileges."

"I have no objection." Haitang was still in shock. "This clone seems to be much more powerful than the master?"

"Okay, it's a deal. When I get close to the forest, ask the high priest to open a passage for me so that I don't have to fight with the illusion array."

"Row."

"You wait for my good news."

A few days later, he rushed to Soul Mountain, looked at the "spring bamboo shoots" on the top of the mountain, and said jokingly:

"Saint girl, your husband is here. The foodie has told Ning Chengfeng about the love story between Lin Ming and your ancestor, and now it's up to you and me to reenact it."

Mu Caifeng and the Saint Girl are both in the early stage of Mahayana, but the original body is too powerful and can already fight at the peak of the middle stage, thus leading the clones to become as powerful as the peak of the early stage.

While traveling in the starry sky, he had already thought of a way to deal with the mountain protection formation, and was full of confidence in capturing the Saint.

He walked slowly to the middle of the mountain and sat down cross-legged.

Although his physique is composed of metal, water and wood, wood is the main element in his body. The quality of his wood attribute surpasses Ning Chengfeng and is not inferior to Wen Feng's pure wood body.

He communicated with the surrounding trees, flowers and plants to understand the situation on the mountain. Then, his will spread to the mountain through the tree roots that emerged from the edge of the formation.

The divine will was like a virus, infecting all the plants on the top of the mountain and in the formation.

He smiled and stepped into the formation. When huge rocks attacked, the "brainwashed" plants blocked them.

The formation sensed the invasion, but was unable to launch an effective attack.

The saint and her subordinates discovered something unusual and used their spiritual sense to investigate. Flowers and leaves were dancing in the formation, surrounding a man who was walking straight towards them in a handsome manner.

Before anyone could stop him, Mu Caifeng was already in front of them.

He retracted his soul energy and magic power and looked at his first woman. Her beauty was truly incomparable.

Her figure was as tall and well-proportioned as Ishaiti's, but more curvy, with stunning facial features and deep and alluring green eyes.

The intricate gold headdress was inlaid with gemstones of various colors, and many small silver rings were hung on the exquisite colorful collar.

She bares her shoulders and arms, wearing a beige "bellyband", a perfect blend of sexiness and mystery.

"She is more gentle than Susan and more refined than Olga. Only such a top-notch one is worthy of me." The clone was distracted for a moment.

"My name is Mu Caifeng, and I'm from the Bokab tribe. Saint, what's your name?" He gave a charming smile.

"My name is Shi Jing, but I've never heard of a person like you from the Bocabo tribe." The saint was very straightforward and did not act coyly.

"I have just grown up, and now I am the chief protector of the tribe."

"Why, you want to take back Soul Dwelling Mountain?"

"Well, besides that, I want to take you away."

"just you?"

"Since you are stationed here, you must know the touching story of Lin Ming and the saint girl of that generation. Aren't you envious? To be honest, I am very much looking forward to it. I came here today to establish a bond with you and write a good story."

"What? Do you want to imitate Lin Ming and take me back to be his wife?" "I am indeed planning to follow Lin Ming's old routine and act it out again. Perhaps that way, you will get into the role." Mu Caifeng said proudly.

The battle was about to break out, and relying on the home advantage, the saint did not lose the upper hand.

"It seems we need to work harder."

The clone slashed out a "space distortion" and drew the beauty in. He was afraid of taking her life, so he didn't dare to slash out sharp peaks continuously and only let it rotate at high speed.

The space was spinning faster and faster. Shi Jing evolved a dragon fang, broke through the barrier, and escaped. Although her clothes were torn, she was not seriously injured.

"You are really tenacious."

"Use whatever skills you have." The saint sneered.

"Well, you'd better use your strongest defensive measures to avoid losing the opportunity to practice dual cultivation."

Shi Jing mobilized the formation to block the invading water plants, ice beads and the "giant Kun", but was suppressed by the "Sky-reaching Wormhole" that followed.

She looked at the black and white whirlpools, jellyfish and black ropes in the sky with horror. Mu Caifeng, out of sympathy for her, replaced the spear with a rope, and did not use the white sword at the end.

Faced with the terrifying power of heaven, the saint's resistance was like paper. The black rope pierced through the shield and tied her up.

He stepped forward, put his arms around her soft waist and kissed her forcefully.

"For the saint's sake, I'll give you three hours to get out of here immediately, or I'll kill you without mercy."

There was only a lonely man and woman left on the mountain. Mu Caifeng threw out three formation plates to cover the Hunqi Mountain.

"Are you convinced?"

"I can't beat you, but you can't necessarily beat the Mountain Tribe High Priest or the Chief."

"To be honest, in the short term, I might be on par with them, but it won't be long before I crush them."

"impossible."

“I will take you to the forest of the Bokab tribe, and you will find that your future husband will rise up in a very short time and take down the high priest and the chief of the mountain tribe. This is not a joke.

If you obey me, we can be as loving as Lin Ming and the Saint, and I will lead the Bokab tribe and the Kikushan tribe to glory together. Otherwise, I will destroy the mountain tribe and make you a sinner. "

"Then let's go. Seeing is believing. Let me be convinced."

Mu Caifeng rolled up the beauty, flew into the air, and flew towards the tribe. He kept a low profile and did not want to show off, so he returned under the cover of night.

The next morning, he sent a message to Mu Peng and Hai Tang: "I have succeeded. Please come to the tree hole to meet me."

The two men came over excitedly, and when they saw the stunning beauty surrendering obediently, they immediately guessed her identity.

"Let me introduce her. She is Shi Jing, the saint of the Kikushan tribe, and these two are the chief and high priest of the Bokab tribe."

"Great Protector, have we taken back the Soul-Dwelling Mountain?" Mu Peng said happily.

"Yeah, you can have someone take over."

"Okay, although it's not very useful, it's our ancestors' legacy after all, so I'll give it to my clan members."

"I'm afraid you are very happy, right? It's of little use. Aren't our two clans both planning to take over Lin Ming's cemetery?" The saint sneered.

"Haha, beauty, I forgot to tell you that the cemetery is a small space floating near the Soul Dwelling Mountain, and it has collapsed."

"What? You took the treasure?"

"We are all family, so it's okay to tell you. I took four things, one of which is a secret book that can quickly make your husband strong. Hahaha!" Mu Caifeng laughed wildly.

"Great Protector, do you really want to marry her?" Haitang asked.

"Xiao Jing still won't obey me."

"Didn't you say that you wanted to be like Lin Ming and kidnap the saint by force?" Mu Peng showed a playful expression.

"Forget it. I won't do anything rude unless it's absolutely necessary. Chief, I have recaptured Soul Dwelling Mountain. It's time for you to fulfill your promise."

"Okay, I will open up all the ancient and modern cultivation methods of the 'Wood Tribe Wudao' to you."

"You won't regret it." Mu Caifeng was overjoyed.

Mu Peng took out two jade talismans and said solemnly, "Great Protector, watch this here, memorize it, and swear not to copy it or pass it on to others."

"No problem." Mu Caifeng wrote down everything. "High Priest, I need to go practice. Please open up an area in the forest for me so that no one can disturb me."

"Ok."

"How to deal with the Saint?"

"Haha, I'll bring the beauty with me so she can witness my rise with her own eyes."

A strange scene appeared in the forest. A circular area with a diameter of one kilometer was filled with gray fog, but everything inside was normal.

A man and a woman walked in and smelled the fragrance of the saint. Mu Caifeng couldn't help but kiss her sweet cheek. The beauty's pretty face blushed, but she could only endure it silently.

The clone pointed a finger at Shi Jing's brow, allowing her to recover to the strength of the Golden Core Stage, and then activated a Nascent Soul puppet.

"Beauty, while I am practicing, you must either watch obediently or meditate on your own, or you will suffer."

"Don't worry, I am determined to witness the birth of a great leader of the Wu clan, and I will not ruin your plans."

"Very good, your husband will not let you down." Mu Caifeng sat cross-legged, looked at the docile woman not far away, and nodded with satisfaction.

"I want to be the heretic among the clones, catch up with the original, and one day, surpass him. Today I will start with the 'Wood Tribe Wudao'."

He carefully read the ancient and modern laws and reviewed the way of time in his memory. In addition, there are also fragments of Ye Qian's long river of time, Ran Yi's understanding, the deity's speculation, Ou Jia's explanation, and Ou Liqi's notes.
(End of this chapter)