Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 344

Poli has a typical Turkic appearance.

Tall, with a flat nose and narrow shoulders, red cheeks, wearing a felt hat, small eyes but always showing a fierce look.

 It's been a month since I last saw you.

 He was still dressed as he was that day.

Wearing a long coat of animal skins and braided hair under a felt hat, he held an ox-horn bow in his hand and a quiver on his back. He was reining in his horse and standing by the lake, patrolling back and forth.

 There is an indescribable and profound murderous aura.

 As for other people.

　　divided into two branches.

A group of people on horseback surrounded the swamp heavily, holding large bows in their hands. From time to time, the buzz of strings and bows could be heard, and deep in the reeds of the swamp, rustling sounds were also endless.

 It seemed like something was escaping among the reeds.

Hum!

finally.

 An arrow shot across the sky.

Then, a young man quickly jumped off his horse and dove into the swamp. After a while, he saw him holding a gray-yellow beast the size of a lamb in his hands and walking out with a big smile.

 As for the other branch.

　　It is to drive a small boat and cast a net to catch fish on the lake that has broken through the ice.

As a nomadic people, this Turkic tribe has survived on the Yuhai coast for hundreds of years and has long given up on the single herding life.

　　 Guarding the big lake, fishing at the same time, and going out hunting in his free time.

 Some people even tried to clear up wasteland on the tidal flats and plant a few crops.

 For the Turks, this is simply unimaginable.

 After all, for more than two thousand years, their ancestors had been hunting in their spare time. In times of famine, they followed the Khan southward to plunder.

They grabbed enough food, gold, silver and women.

  Return to the tribe.

 Repeat like this.

 You will never starve to death.

 It is already rare to settle down by the lake, let alone cultivate land.

"good!"

Facing the wind, Po Li was reining in his horse and watching the hunt. Looking at the muskrat in the boy's hand, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

That thing is cautious by nature and hides in the reeds.

 As soon as winter comes, they burrow under the swamps and mire.

Hunting is extremely difficult.

Furthermore, generally speaking, muskrats are only about the size of a palm at most. It is really rare for this one to grow to such a big size. At least this is the first time he has seen it.

but.

Today their target is not just a few mice.

Rather, it is the goose-throated antelope, which is known as the most precious fish in the sea.

In order to hunt this herd of antelope, they waited in the wind and snow for three to five days, and finally drove them into the swamp.

otherwise.

 In the Gobi and lake beaches.

Hunting them is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Even the most experienced hunters in the tribe are helpless when facing them.

 But now.

Po Li had a smile on his face.

 “Brace yourselves, don't let any of them get away.”

"yes."

 The group of people responded loudly.

　　Although the tribe has stocked up enough food before winter, it is enough for most people to survive this cold winter, but in this year, who would dislike the lack of food?

What's more.

 This is not one end and two ends.

There are more than ten goose-throated antelopes, enough for their tribe's food reserves for more than half a year.

Hum buzz!

 Almost the moment he gave the order.

At the edge of the swamp, the sound of bowstrings trembled like wind and rain, and arrows fell from the sky like black clouds. It was completely different from the way he used to hunt sand wolves in the Gobi.

 After all, the most valuable thing about a sand wolf is its leather.

 Even if it is slightly damaged, the value will be greatly reduced.

 So seasoned hunters all know that when hunting sand wolves, they will specifically aim at their eyes, from left to right, directly through the wolf's head.

 In this way, the entire leather can be preserved as well as possible.

 No more than that.

 Not everyone can practice this miraculous archery skill.

 In the entire Turkic tribe, among the younger generation, only Poli can achieve this step, and he does not succeed every time, scoring three or four out of ten, which can be called a master shot.

 After all, jackals are famous for their agility.

 Hunting quickly.

 One arrow pierces the jackal's eyes, so you can imagine how difficult it is.

 The current method of encirclement and killing.

 Obviously not for the skin in the first place, but purely for the meat.

　　With the rain of arrows from the sky, they fell straight into the reed swamp.

Screams and sounds of falling to the ground were heard one after another.

The hunting team on horseback felt the smell of blood blown by the water and wind. Suddenly, the mountains roared, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Let's go out this time.

　It's been almost six or seven days.

  Such a big harvest was not in vain, they braved the severe cold and stayed by the freezing lake for so many days.

 With cheers.

Except for a few people who stayed behind to continue hunting in case any fish slipped through the net and took the opportunity to escape from the swamp, the rest of the people dismounted and rushed into the reeds to count the harvest.

 See this situation.

Po Li's hanging heart finally fell back into his stomach.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly seemed to notice something. His hand holding the reins suddenly stopped, then he reined in his horse and looked back.

　That moment just now.

 He clearly heard the rapid sound of horse hooves.

By the vast Yuhai Sea, they are not the only tribe that survives. There are also descendants of the Jurchen, Tatar, Khitan and Diqiang tribes who exist in the form of tribes or villages.

 Although they are not in conflict with each other.

But we are both nomads, and no one knows the virtues of the other.

 Over the years, there have been many conflicts.

 He was worried about the guys who would come to rob them while they had just harvested.

only…

 When he turned around and looked with squinted eyes.

 A face gradually showed surprise and hesitation.

He didn't suddenly realize it until the man reined in his horse and stopped more than ten steps away, staring at him with a smile.

 “Brother Chen…Brother Chen?”

Po Li really couldn't believe it.

  To know.

 They are currently at the southern foot of Yuhai Sea.

 One south and one north.

 Perhaps completely opposite to the direction they entered the Black Desert that day.

After being stunned for a while, Po Li even subconsciously rubbed his eyes to make sure he hadn't seen a ghost before he spoke.

 “Hahaha, brother Poli, it's me!”

 “It's true.”

Seeing him agree, Po Li looked even weirder.

Looking behind him, he saw only a few people. For a moment, he felt excited and a little nervous.

 When they left that day, there were a group of about three hundred people.

　It has only been a month.

 Only a few of them returned.

 The rest...did they all die in the Black Desert?

 No wonder the clan leaders and wizards always say that it is a place abandoned by gods, where only demons and ghosts survive.

"Don't."

 Look at the change in the expression in his eyes.

 Chen Yulou immediately reacted and shook his head.

"Brother Po Li is overthinking it. We are just separated from Oona and the others, nothing happened."

"ah?"

 Hear this.

Po Li, who was still thinking about how to explain to the wizard A Zhiya when he returned to the tribe just a moment ago, couldn't help being shocked. He raised his head and looked over in surprise.

after all.

He still knew that Oona was Azhiya's daughter.

 In addition, the patriarch obviously had the idea of ​​​​pushing him out to do something.

 About that incident that year.

Nor was it concealed from him.

"That's it. After we arrived at the hinterland of the Black Desert, we encountered a storm, and then accidentally entered an ancient city. After that, a few of us returned from the Kunlun Mountains."

“We mutually agreed to meet in this sea.”

“I also want to ask, Miss Wu Na, have they arrived?” Chen Yulou explained helplessly.

He didn't expect to bump into Poli and the others here, and he had no plan at all.

"I see…"

After listening, Po Li understood what was going on and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

 Then he seemed to think of something again and spoke thoughtfully.

"Don't say it, Brother Chen, Oona and the others may not be sure when they get to the tribe."

"We have been out for six or seven days, and we still don't know what is going on in the village."

 “That's really possible.”

The group of people got off their horses and stood on the beach chatting, leaving the horses that had been running for most of the day to go to the lake to drink and eat on their own.

I heard that they actually bypassed the Black Desert, along the Kunlun Mountains, and then across the Tarim Basin, all the way to the Fish Sea.

People around him, including Po Li, who was well-informed, couldn't help but marvel.

 Black Desert, Kunlun Mountains.

That is an existence even more terrifying than Tianshan Mountain.

Herders like them, who have made a living in the Western Regions for generations, do not dare to set foot easily.

These Han people in front of me dare to cross the Kunlun Mountains in this season.

 The key is.

　Looking at them, apart from being tired, they didn't look like they were injured.

 This is what puzzles him the most.

 I can't figure it out at all, how did they do it?

“It looks like you've had a good harvest this time.”

 While speaking.

　　Every member of the hunting team was already carrying the goose-throated gazelle on their shoulders and walked out of the reed swamps with laughter.

He also carried a long string of muskrats in his hand.

 “Haha, it's okay.”

Po Li waved his hand, but the joy on his face could not be concealed at all.

 A cursory scan.

 At least fifteen or sixteen antelopes were hunted, and there were also dozens of muskrats.

 This is more than okay?

 It is no exaggeration to say that we returned home with a full load.

“Karen, go and say hello to the fishing brothers, and return to the village as soon as possible before it gets completely dark.”

Poli waved his hand.

 Telled a young man.

"yes."

The young man looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. He had gray eyebrows and a narrow body. There was a wolf cub's fierceness between his eyebrows. He was carrying a large bow that was much taller than the others.

 You can tell it from the body shape and momentum.

This is by no means the first time he has gone out hunting.

At this moment I heard Po Li's words.

 He even pinched the horse's belly, turned around and left quickly. He was so skillful with the bow and horse that even if he was placed in a hunting team, he would not be any weaker than those adults.

"A few days ago, when we came out, the patriarch mentioned you."

 “Haha, he will definitely be surprised when he goes back later.”

I saw him staring at the young man's leaving figure.

Po Li casually mentioned his origins. The little guy was not very old, but he was extremely experienced. There was a faint tendency to become the next him in the tribe.

 Chen Yulou has seen him take action.

 Hear this comment.

 He looked at the young man even more highly.

 “Thank you, patriarch, for your concern.”

　　I responded with a smile.

 After waiting for a while, everyone fishing on the lake had returned one after another.

 Carrying the boat and carrying the catch.

It is somewhat similar to a common sentinel boat. It is hollowed out in the middle of a tree and can accommodate one or two people. It is light and agile, and can come and go freely.

Wait for the group of people to meet up.

 After simply handling the prey.

 Everyone got on their horses one after another.

 Hurry along the lakeshore and head straight towards the village.

 Until night falls.

 The big lake was shrouded in fog, with a thin layer of green smoke rising, and the team finally arrived outside the village.

 Far away.

 People patrolling the gatehouse.

He saw the hunting team returning and quickly went down to open the village gate. At the same time, someone went to notify the clan leader Wutuo.

soon.

 The lights are hung up one by one.

 Let the lights in the stockade be brightly lit.

 For them, the return of the hunting party is more important than anything else.

Every household, men, women, old and young, came out of their houses and crowded together along the village gate.

 Especially see the goose-throated antelope hanging on the side of the horse's back.

 The crowd suddenly cheered.

Po Li was already immune to this, and just ordered the prey to be sent for processing in an orderly manner.

 Although it is winter.

  However, if the meat and skin are not separated in time, it will also be affected over time.

The best way is to drain the blood from the prey before it cools down and remove the skin, bones and flesh.

The furs are sent to the beams of the mud house to dry in the shade, and the bones and scraps are stewed in a pot. The meat is cut into long strips, rubbed with coarse salt, and placed in a jar. It can even be preserved for several years.

 He has been in the hunting team since he was a teenager, and it has been seven or eight years now.

 Has become the leader of the team.

 It is natural to treat each other calmly.

 But those young people have to grin from the corner of their mouth to the back of their ears.

Chen Yulou glanced specifically at the young man named Gelu. At this moment, facing the cheering tribesmen, he actually showed a maturity beyond his youth.

 Just pursed his lips and looked calm.

 This kind of character is no wonder that even Po Li praised him.

The other tribesmen took the prey from horseback.

 Not long.

 A familiar figure also appeared from the night.

 Suddenly it was the patriarch Wutuo.

 “The shaman bless me and I can come back safely.”

 Sure enough.

The moment he saw Chen Yulou and his party in the team, Wutuo lost his mind at first, then showed surprise on his face, and bowed to the back of the village.

 “Thank you, patriarch.”

 When in the country, do as the Romans do.

 Chen Yulou, an old man in the world, would naturally not refute anything in front of others.

Even this trip to the Western Regions has nothing to do with the so-called shaman's blessing.

 “Where's Oona?”

Chatted a few words in a lively manner.

Wutuo glanced at the team, but did not find Oona's figure, and couldn't help but frown.

 There is no need for Chen Yulou to explain this time.

Po Li on the side has already responded for him.

“Okay, okay, as long as everything is fine, you can come back again if the business is gone, but safety is the first priority.”

 Wuto did not appear surprised that they had not passed through the Black Desert.

 After all, how dangerous that place is is engraved in the bones of their Turkic tribe.

 Even if Oona leads the way.

 After all, she had only been there once many years ago with the old man Azhiya.

The wind and sand are rolling in the black desert, making it difficult to discern the direction. No matter how experienced the guide is, there is no guarantee that he will be able to pass through.

As long as a person is alive, he is lucky.

"yes."

“We have gained a lot of experience in the Black Desert after narrowly escaping death.”

Chen Yulou smiled.

 His words came from the bottom of his heart.

Had I not planned the route in advance, understood the plot, and had Oona leading the way, it would not have been easy for someone else to survive in that hellish place.

 From the mummies and bones seen along the way, we can also get a glimpse of it.

Even the merchants on the ancient Silk Road and the tyrannical bandits did not dare to enter easily.

 Only those expeditions to steal treasure.

Handing a broken map from hundreds of years ago and daring to go deep into the Black Desert is simply seeking death.

 “Stop talking about this.”

“Let's go, I've asked people to prepare a bonfire feast, and Po Li is back just in time. Let's celebrate tonight.” (End of Chapter)

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