Chapter 217 Mo Li's Thoughts
Chapter 217 Mo Li's Thoughts
Harvest season.
The entire Mo Tian tribe held a bonfire party.
At the party, all the food was available to eat, and now the Mo Tian tribe had gotten through the most difficult time.
Mo Zhan even took out the spiritual wine that he had treasured for a long time, ready to get drunk.
Mo Li sat in the corner, quietly watching the reveling Mo Tian tribe, with a smile on his face.
But his eyes looked a little empty.
"The person who should be thanked most for this carnival is Senior Xiao Ran!"
"Sister! Why are you sitting here alone? You are the apple of my eye in the Mo Tian tribe. Everyone is waiting for you to dance!"
Mo Hang ran over, drunk, and sat next to Mo Li.
Tonight, he, dressed in white, completely attracted the attention of the young girls from the Mo Tian tribe. Many of them approached him just to touch his clothes, and also wanted Mo Hang to make a set for them.
Mo Hang felt that he had never been so happy and comfortable.
"You guys go ahead, I'm a little tired."
Mo Li shook his head and said softly.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Hang shook his head, trying to clear his mind.
Ever since he came back from Hidden Valley last time, Mo Li has been feeling a little strange.
He often sits alone in a high place, staring blankly, and then touches his clothes and smiles foolishly.
Moreover, he kept his distance from other young men in the tribe and seemed a little withdrawn.
"It's okay! Go play."
Mo Li shook his head again and pushed Mo Hang out again.
Mo Hang was still in high spirits at this time. Without thinking too much, he rushed into the group of girls and cheered.
The revelry lasted all night.
The next morning, Mo Li was called over.
"A-Li, the Mo Tian tribe has a good harvest, and the person we should thank the most is Senior Xiao Ran."
Mo Zhan sat behind the table and took out a bunch of things.
"This is the thank-you gift we prepared for Senior Xiao Ran. Last time, you said Senior Xiao Ran wanted to know some information about the human race. The elders and I have compiled this. Please send it over today."
"Ok!"
When Mo Li heard Xiao Ran's name, a smile appeared in her eyes. When she saw Mo Zhan asked her to deliver a thank-you gift, she quickly agreed.
"Go to Hidden Valley, I want to go too!"
At this time, Mo Hang came in and shouted loudly.
"What are you going to do?"
Mo Li raised his eyebrows and said with a hum.
"Go eat spiritual fruits. Last time I ate a bunch of spiritual fruits, I broke through to the Nascent Soul stage when I came back. If I eat them again this time, I will be able to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul very quickly."
Mo Hang said with a smile, licking his lips at the same time, recalling the taste of the spiritual fruit last time.
"It's worthless!"
Mo Li rolled his eyes at him but didn't refuse.
So the two of them set off.
But Mo Li's speed was not fast.
"Sister, please hurry up, or you won't be able to come back at night."
Mo Hang turned around and saw Mo Li at the rear, so he stopped and waited for Mo Li to urge him.
"Why are you in such a hurry? The prehistoric world is so dangerous, we must remain highly vigilant!"
Mo Li glared at him, then continued to move forward at a leisurely pace.
What danger is there?
Mo Hang muttered to himself that the road to the Hidden Valley had long been cleared by the tribesmen, ensuring that there was no danger nearby.
It was already noon when the two of them arrived at the Hidden Valley.
Before the two of them could shout, the Hidden Valley opened the gate and let them in.
"Senior Xiao Ran, thanks to your grain, my Mo Tian tribe has a great harvest. This is my Mo Tian tribe's thank you gift, and this is also about the matter regarding the human race that you instructed me last time."
With a smile on his face, Mo Li pushed the thing to Xiao Ran.
Mo Hang had already sat in his seat and started attacking the spiritual fruits and spiritual tea.
Xiao Ran nodded, then picked up the Mo Tian tribe's records about the human race and began to read them.
Mo Li pulled Mo Hang out.
The Motian tribe has been established for more than 7,000 years and was separated from a large tribe - the Huangtian tribe.
The Huangtian tribe once had powerful human beings at the semi-immortal level, and there were powerful people within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
But later, with the rapid increase of the human race in the Huangtian tribe, they had to be diverted.
The Mo Tian tribe was the part that was separated out at that time.
During these seven thousand years, the Mo Tian tribe migrated a total of sixteen times.
Every time they went through hardships, in the early stages, the Mo Tian tribe was still able to communicate with the nearby human tribes.
But as time went on, the Motian tribe became more and more distant from the Huangtian tribe, and the nearby human tribes either disappeared or lost contact.
Up to now, the Mo Tian tribe has not seen other human tribes for thousands of years.
But they still learned about the powerful human forces nearby from the monster and witch tribes.
Ranked first is Shuitian City, which is three million miles away from here. It is ruled by a true immortal and is the largest human force nearby.
Ranked second is the Huangtian tribe, which is four million miles away from here. Its current strength is unknown, and it seems that it still has no true immortals.
Ranked third is the Lietu tribe, which is 3.5 million miles away from here. It has a peak-level Yuhua master in charge and is considered a powerful force.
……
Xiao Ran counted the human tribes nearby. The nearest one was 1.5 million miles away, and its strength was similar to that of Mo Tian's tribe.
So Xiao Ran gave up the idea of going out.
With Xiao Ran's current strength, it is still too dangerous to travel in the prehistoric world.
There may be real immortals and monsters hidden in many places.
"There are still 80 years until the Lich War. Let's wait until the war is about to begin before considering relocation."
Xiao Ran calculated the time carefully, and he felt that eighty years would still allow him to improve his cultivation a little more.
He can also use these eighty years to accumulate his luck and make preparations for escape.
Mo Li and the other person wandered around the Hidden Valley. They were dazzled by the good things everywhere, and even Mo Hang forgot about going back.
They had just walked around for a while when the sky was already setting.
"Senior, it's getting late, can we stay here for one night?"
Mo Li bit his lip and said with bright eyes.
Mo Hang on the side suddenly widened his eyes. No wonder Mo Li walked slowly on the way here and even dragged him around in the Hidden Valley. It turned out that he wanted to stay here for one night.
"Okay, let's stay in the same room as last time."
Xiao Ran did not refuse.
These days, he has thought it through and decided to let his relationship with Mo Li take its course.
It is said that when one becomes an immortal, one must temper one's mind in the mortal world, so this is a good opportunity to experience it.
Moreover, if one could cultivate a great sage of the human race, his rating would certainly be very high when he left.
"Thank you, senior!"
Mo Li smiled and pulled Mo Hang to thank Xiao Ran.
Night falls.
Mo Li quietly stood up, glared at Mo Hang who was sticking his head out from another room, told him to go back to sleep, and then went out of the hall.
Sure enough, Xiao Ran was still sitting there sipping tea and admiring the moon.
A smile appeared in Mo Li's eyes and he walked over.
"Senior, you haven't slept either?"
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