"Empress, please come in..." Huijiu stood on one side and bowed to lead Feng Wuyou.

Before Feng Wuyou could take a step, she was blocked by the people coming out of it.

"Let's wait!"

Four people came out in a row, blocking the door to the hall tightly.

"What do you want to do?"

Huijiu's expression immediately sank, and a majestic aura emanated from his body, and he was about to go forward to speak, but he was stopped by Feng Wuyou.

"Hui Jiu, I haven't introduced these people to me and the emperor yet."

Hui Jiu looked extremely angry, and after hearing Feng Wuyou's words, he still held back his anger.

"This is the other elders of the Xuanniao tribe, Jiang Yu, Shanxing, Rufen, Huiyuan."

Most of the wild tribes use the Presbyterian Church as the decision-making body. The tribes are of different sizes and numbers.

There are nine elders in the Xuanniao tribe, four of which are Cheng Zhijie, Xuan Xiu, Wen Ying, and Hui Jiu. The other five are the four people in front of them, representing four surnames, and there is also a wild woman, Shan Tong, who is a saint in the clan.

Among the nine people, three are from Tianlan and five are from the wilderness. Huijiu is a wilderness man, but has been educated by Tianlan, so it is hard to say that Tianlan or wilderness.

But because of his special nature, both parties publicly recommended him as the patriarch, so his position in the Presbyterian Church was also transcendent, and he had the right to vote for two votes when encountering problems.

After all, the barbarians are the territory of the barbarians. If you want to gain a foothold here, sometimes you must follow the local customs and absorb local forces. Feng Wuyou has long known this situation.

In her opinion, since they were able to establish a tribe, the wild people absorbed by Huijiu would have some good feelings for Tian Lan, but now it seems that she was wrong.

The four elders in front of them were clearly wary of them.

"The four elders are stuck here, don't know what the purpose is?"

Feng Wuyou asked indifferently, no matter what, he had to be polite first and then soldiers.

The elder in the head looked at his forties or fifties, but he didn't know how old he was, and he was particularly tall and strong.

He ignored Feng Wuyou at all and only looked at Huijiu: "The clan leader shouldn't forget the rules of our tribe, right?

If you are not from our tribe, how can you enter the Convention Hall?"

"presumptuous!"

Huijiu kept on fire: "The Empress is the master of the patriarch!"

He just took the lead in front of Feng Wuyou, clearly putting himself in the position of Feng Wuyou's subordinates. The barbarians have a strong sense of superiority and inferiority, and they don't believe that they can't see it.

It is obvious that it is a challenge to his authority.

"Class leader calms down."

The elder did not want to have a conflict with Huijiu: "The patriarch should know that I should stop them for their own good. Does the patriarch want to see what happened three years ago happen again?"

Upon hearing this, Huijiu's eyes shrank for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

"What happened three years ago?"

Huijiu quickly turned around and said, "It's an old thing, but this matter is really important. I'll find another place to rest for the empress and talk to the empress slowly."

Feng Wuyou glanced at the hall and guessed it to seven or eight points.

It is very likely that there is a ritual here in the wilderness. Only by participating in that ceremony can it be recognized by the wilderness people. This kind of ritual is not aimless, but has some function.

When she was just a newcomer, she didn't force herself and nodded: "Okay."

Seeing Huijiu and his group left, the elder led narrowed his eyes.

"I heard that Tianlan's Feng Wuyou Xiao Jinglan was so powerful that he defeated the mother god's army. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

They just stopped it casually, and Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan left directly, without any backbone.

The person next to him said, "It is not advisable to draw conclusions early on this matter, and observe again."

The leader nodded: "It's right, observe again. After all, we plan to follow them to Tianlan."

If Xiao Jinglan and Feng Wuyou are really as powerful as the rumors, they will be alive when they arrive in Tianlan. If not... Then why can't they do what Xia Pingning can do?

Tianlan has enjoyed such a plump place and Tianlan people have been enjoying it for so long, so it is their turn.

Huijiu took Feng Wuyou to a house, asked Feng Wuyou to sit down, and brought tea again.

"Empress, the wilderness is bitter and cold, there is nothing good, please let me give it a try."

Feng Wuyou took the tea, shook his hand and didn't care. Then the question just now: "What happened three years ago?"

Communication from the wilderness to Tianlan is not convenient. It often takes two or three months to come and go, and the many messages they receive are lagging behind.

But no matter how far behind it, the news from three years ago should have been received.

"I blame me for this, because I didn't say it in the letter."

Cheng Zhijie said: "Actually, it's not a big deal. We just arrived here three years ago. The old men in the wilderness insisted that we take a bath with spiritual spring water, and we were not allowed to heat up.

It was winter at that time, and we only took a bath with ice water when we were crazy, so we naturally refused.

As a result, not long after, the people we came started to get sick in large quantities, not particularly serious illness, they were nausea, dry retching, and lack of strength all over the body.

No one of the doctors we followed had any help. Later I found out that the key was in the spiritual spring water.”

Hui Jiu felt a little guilty: "It's because I'm not careful in my work. I grew up in the wilderness. I haven't seen outsiders much. I don't know that people outside are coming. I have to soak in the spiritual spring first to adapt to the wilderness, otherwise I will get sick."

"You don't know how you can blame you?"

Feng Wuyou comforted her and asked Cheng Zhijie: "What's the matter?

Just soak the spring water?"

“Not all.”

Cheng Zhijie frowned: "There are a few people who are weak and are useless to soak in the spring. Instead, they are even more serious. They are unable to save them in the end, but most people are cured after soaking in the spring."

This matter was a mistake for them, so in the letter, I had no nerve to mention it.

"So, so immersion in the spring water is the wilderness, or at least the entry ceremony of the Xuanniao tribe?"

"yes."

Huijiu said: "There is actually nothing special about the hall. Anyone from the Xuanniao tribe can enter, but only by soaking in the spring water can you be considered a member of the Xuanniao tribe.

In fact, we have set this rule ourselves, just to prevent ourselves from forgetting, and then we did something three years ago.”

No wonder Huijiu compromised so quickly just now. It turned out that he made this rule himself, and they could not slap themselves in the face.

Moreover, except for the Xuanniao tribe, the barbarians in other places probably did not have such rules at all.

They were living here, so how could they need to soak in the spiritual spring again?

"Since that's the case, let's go and soak."

If you don’t get soaked, you will not be able to adapt to the wilderness and you will get sick. There is already a lesson in the past, and they can’t suffer another loss.

"The water wet in the Spirit Spring must wait for the sun to get at noon to be the best effect. It's too late today, so why not wait for tomorrow."

Huijiu made a suggestion: "We arranged a banquet to greet the emperor and the empress, and it is probably about to begin."

It was already afternoon when they arrived. After walking a mountain road, they passed through these things. It was already dark.

Some noisy sounds came not far away. Looking into the distance, you can see clusters of bonfires gradually igniting.

As Huijiu said, the banquet was ready.

Feng Wuyou smiled and looked at Xiao Jinglan: "I haven't been to the feast in the wilderness yet. Can the emperor be willing to give me a look? Let's go and take a look?"

Xiao Jinglan stood up and stretched out his hand to Feng Wuyou: "Why dare not obey the Queen's invitation?"

Cheng Zhijie:...Your Majesty, you are really enough.

When did the fairy pass killing the Queen who dared to break into the 100,000 military camp of Beiliang alone?

Where is the emperor with a cold face, majestic and serious smile?

Who was the pair of niyaowai just now?

Yun Jiu walked to Cheng Zhijie and patted him: "It's okay, I'll get used to it if I look at it more."

Still watching more?

Cheng Zhijie's eyes were as big as a cow's eyes, and his beard made him feel particularly funny.

Seeing that the others had gone far away, he quickly ran and followed, shouting as he ran: "Emperor, Empress, there are rules for the wilderness banquet..." Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan quickly knew what the rules were.

Xiao Jinglan's face was cold on the edge of the wooden table made of a large tree.

He was the only one next to the case, and Feng Wuyou was across from him, and there was a square.

What a bullshit rule for the wilderness, men and women actually have to sit separately.

Even if they get married, they can't sit together! Xiao Jinglan sat there, and the air conditioning was so cold that it was seven or eight meters around.

Yun Jiu and others were far away and did not dare to get close, for fear that if you accidentally, you would be affected by the emperor's anger.

Think about it, since the Tianlan turmoil was pacified three years ago, when did the Emperor and the Empress go out?

Now they are obviously together, but they will be so far away when attending a banquet. Can the emperor be willing?
To be continued...