Journey to the West Creation Technique

Lu Chengjun returned to the Black Stone outpost and placed the soul-guiding talismans of the two men there, where they were kept under the care of a designated person.

Three days have passed in a year, and all is well.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief...

This situation was better than Lu Chengjun had initially anticipated; he had even thought that only Zhou He could survive.

Those who went first are safe and sound; now it's time for the second batch of cultivators to enter.

The spirit stone mine is located in the White Serpent Temple, right under the nose of the White Serpent Demon King.

It's impossible for the Southern Underworld Guards to directly seize it, even if they send a large number of people.

It can only penetrate...

Go in groups of three or two.

As the saying goes, "a gentle rain nourishes the earth silently," once the people inside and outside the mining area have been replaced with garrison troops, and then the formations are set up to seize the treasures, it will naturally be done without anyone noticing.

The second batch of cultivators to enter were Li Ang and Qian Jin.

As before, all three left behind soul-guiding talismans, and this time even Lu Chengjun left his soul-guiding talisman at the Black Stone Outpost.

He wanted to send the person in and then walk out unharmed.

Can enter and exit...

Only after thoroughly familiarizing oneself with the territory can one begin the next phase of action.

……

Black Rock Wasteland.

Dense forest.

Lu Chengjun, along with Li Ang and Qian Jin, passed through a sea of ​​morning glory flowers.

"You've brought everything I told you to bring." Lu Chengjun took out the wine gourd from his waist.

The other two nodded in agreement and took out a palm-sized gourd from their waists.

The three arrived at the flower field, and after stomping heavily on the ground, the venomous snakes hidden beneath the flowers quietly retreated.

The three of them each took three vermilion fruits and put them into the wine gourd.

"This fruit is highly poisonous, but it can also cure snake venom. It's better to be prepared than not," Lu Chengjun solemnly instructed.

Li Ang and Qian Jin nodded.

Half a day later, the three of them traveled to a place about twenty or thirty miles away from the White Serpent Temple.

Lu Chengjun put away the star chart in his hand, found an open space, lit a bonfire, and specially covered the fire with wet branches and leaves. Wisps of white smoke slowly rose from the forest.

Not long after...

A figure emerged from the depths of the dense forest, dressed in a long silver-white dress; it was Sona.

Sona's gaze swept over the three of them, then she looked at Lu Chengjun: "Or would you like me to bring the person in?"

"I will go in with you."

Sona nodded, turned around and led the way. The four of them followed silently, walking slowly through the deep, dense forest.

Before long, a simple and majestic stone temple suddenly appeared deep in the dense forest; it was the White Snake Temple.

It is said that the four walls inside the hall are decorated with natural spiritual stones, and the spiritual energy is hidden within.

Lu Chengjun was not a follower of the White Snake Demon King, so naturally he would not step into the temple.

Sona turned to the side, raised her hand, and pointed to the mountainside, saying, "The spirit stone vein is over here."

Near the White Serpent Temple, there are many treehouses, hanging on the trees like birdcages.

Beneath the treehouse, many natives of the White Snake tribe were busy at work, mostly women, all of whom were young and beautiful.

The women looked at them with strange expressions.

Lu Chengjun's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The group bypassed the temple, passed through the densely populated treehouse area, and headed deeper into the mountain valley.

Deep in the mountain valley stood a secluded cave entrance, with figures moving around. About a dozen men from the White Snake tribe were collecting spirit stones, looking somewhat listless.

Zhou He and Meng Yuan, dressed in white linen clothes, were also among the crowd. They were also engrossed in mining spirit stones, but their energy and spirit were clearly superior to those of the other male members of the White Snake Tribe.

There's even a feeling that the more you do it, the more energetic you become...

Zhou He and Meng Yuan waved to Lu Chengjun and the other two as soon as they saw them, and Lu Chengjun and the others waved back in response.

The two sides did not speak loudly; everything was understood without words.

Not long after...

The five people gathered together, avoiding others, and spoke in hushed tones.

Lu Chengjun asked softly, "May I move around freely in this area?"

This is a crucial question, as it determines whether Zhou He and the others are free here.

"They didn't tell us where we couldn't go," Zhou He replied.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"...However, Meng Yuan and I dare not wander around recklessly," Zhou He added.

Everyone nodded in agreement. It was normal that they hadn't even gotten familiar with the area after only three days and didn't dare to wander around recklessly.

Meng Yuan chimed in, "The Black Stone Wasteland is fraught with danger. Patrols from the Black Boar Tribe frequently raid the forest, so we dare not stray far from the core area."

Lu Chengjun looked around, but apart from the area around the temple, he didn't see any fully armed guards.

This means that everyone can enjoy freedom and safety at the White Snake tribe's headquarters.

This is a hundred times better than initially expected...

Lu Chengjun pondered for a moment: "Have you ever been to the White Serpent Temple?"

Zhou He and Meng Yuan exchanged a glance and honestly replied, "We didn't dare to go."

Suddenly, Li Ang asked, "Where are you staying tonight?"

"Live in a treehouse." He pointed to a dense forest not far away, where treehouses that looked like bird nests were hanging everywhere.

The entire White Snake tribe's headquarters was filled with these treehouses; the group had built at least several hundred along their journey.

"The treehouse is clean and tidy, and quite comfortable," Zhou He replied.

Freedom, safety, comfort...

Judging from Zhou He and Meng Yuan's complexions, they seemed to have eaten well.

At this moment, Meng Yuan suddenly added, "There will be another surprise tonight."

"What kind of surprise?"

Zhou He chuckled: "The tree hole has no door, anyone can climb in."

This sentence left everyone completely bewildered.

Is this a good thing?

"What do you mean?"

Zhou He and Li Ang exchanged a glance and revealed a knowing smile.

Qian Jin's mind raced: "Could it be that the local tribes have a custom of walking marriage?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou He and Meng Yuan immediately chuckled softly.

"Women climb into your treehouse at night?" Lu Chengjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The two smiled without saying a word, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

"Captain Lu, what kind of etiquette do these barbaric tribes have?"

"There is absolutely no such thing as 'walking marriage'!"

"Only for breeding."

"If a girl takes a liking to you during the day, she will climb into the tree hole where you live at night."

"Then you can just close your eyes and enjoy it."

"To be a groom every day."

"A different meal every night."

"It's just so awesome."

Li Ang and Qian Jin were stunned, and even began to unconsciously swallow.

"No wonder you two look so radiant, it turns out there's something good going on." Li Ang's eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

Qian Jin coughed lightly: "Um... how many girls in one night? I don't sleep well at night, so maybe I should go catch up on my sleep now and recharge."

Li Ang scratched his head: "Now that you mention it, I'm feeling a bit sleepy too. Brothers, you guys keep chatting, I'm going to sleep."

"Sit down!" Lu Chengjun snorted coldly, and the two of them reluctantly sat down.

"Captain Lu, this place is so beautiful, I think you shouldn't rush back. Why don't you be a groom for a few nights first?" Li Ang licked his lips and began to urge him on.

Lu Chengjun remained silent, frowning in thought, and no one dared to disturb him.

A moment later, he looked at Zhou He and Meng Yuan again: "You two have been here for three days, have you seen General Millen?"

The two shook their heads.

"Was the treehouse where you sleep at night given to you by someone else, or was it originally empty?" Lu Chengjun asked again.

"The position of team leader was originally vacant."

"That tree hole had been empty for a long time, and it was covered in dust and cobwebs. I cleaned it up for a while," Meng Yuan explained.

"Vacant!?" Lu Chengjun's lips curled into a cold smile. "This is interesting. How could a free, safe, comfortable place, with women at night, be vacant?"

"Perhaps they died in battle?"

"That's right! The White Snake Tribe and the Black Stone Tribe have been at war for years, so people are bound to die."

"This is precisely where there are more women than men, and that's exactly where our care is needed..."