Chen Rui's eyes swept across the middle-aged man, and suddenly he found that this man was a monk with his cultivation level at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.

"Our rock hunting team found you in a weed in the desert, and brought you back as soon as possible. I thought you would never wake up with your injuries, but I never thought..." the middle-aged man sighed.

Chen Rui clasped his fists and said, "Is there a big name for Zun's surname?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I dare not be accused of it. My name is Yanfei. I am a manager of the Rock Tribe."

"You are lucky. There are groups of demon wolves living in the Monster Mountains. Sometimes they come to the wasteland to hunt together. Before we find you, we were not discovered by these beasts."

"I'm going to see Chen Rui, thank you for your help, Brother Yan." Chen Rui said gratefully.

Although he was able to escape from danger with his own abilities, he was indeed powerless at that time. If he met the demon wolf that Yan Fei mentioned, he would probably have no bones left. Furthermore, the strong prey of the weak in the cultivation world, and this person did not kill him completely and took away the storage bag, which was already a great kindness.

"Brother Chen, you are polite. In this area, when anyone is not embarrassed, I will just do it." Yan Fei waved his hand, glanced at Chen Rui for a moment, and continued, "You are extremely injured. I have asked the priests of the tribe to see it, but he has no choice, alas!"

Chen Rui was grateful. Although his injuries were very serious, he should be able to recover after only a period of recuperation after having the Liuyun Jue and Xuanyuan External Sutra.

"Brother Yan Yan, it is my luck to be able to save his life. By the way, Brother Yan, where is this place?"

"This is the northwest region of the mainland. There are very few cultivation families and cultivation sects here, and most of them live in groups of tribes." Yan Fei said with a smile.

Chen Rui nodded. The magical jade transfer talisman actually moved him out of such a long distance. The distance between the northwest of the mainland and the Holy Sword Sect can only be described in the words "endless".

"What a pity, the jade talisman can only be used once, otherwise it will be the best life-saving magic weapon!" Chen Rui sighed in his heart and fell silent.

"Brother Chen Rui, you should have a good rest. If you need anything, come to me and everything is easy to say." Yan Fei looked at Chen Rui's expression, thinking that it was caused by injuries, so he didn't disturb him much. After saying that, he lifted the curtain and walked out.

The moment he lifted the curtain, Chen Rui saw that there were many tents around him, and it seemed that the people here also lived in tribes.

As Yan Fei left, Chen Rui's heart became quiet. The most important thing now is to completely recover his injuries, otherwise there would be no guarantee in this unfamiliar northwest desert.

"After the injury is healed, we must speed up the time to increase our cultivation level of Qi refining. As well as the two top skills, Liuyun Sword Sutra and Xuanyuan Foreign Sutra, we must also make further breakthroughs!"

The thoughts in his mind were rotating rapidly. After a moment, Chen Rui gradually closed his eyes and began to breathe according to Liuyun Jue's mental method.

Seven days later, Chen Rui opened his eyes, stretched his body, making crackling sounds all over his body, and said in thought: "I swallowed most of the pills in the storage bag, and under the magical mental method of Liuyun Jue, my body finally returned to the fifth level."

Soon, he found a little restless outside the tent.

Chen Rui stood up and lifted the curtain. What caught his eye was some busy crowds, putting away the tents. This was a small tribe with about hundreds of people. At this moment, the place where they camped was a shaded place, with water sources next to it.

As Chen Rui walked out of the tent, the busy crowd also looked at Chen Rui from time to time, but most of them were sympathetic, and only a few people seemed to be impatient and despised.

They have heard from the priests that according to Chen Rui's injuries, they are afraid that they will never be able to practice in the future.

Chen Rui's eyes condensed and found that most of the people in this small tribe were monks, and only a small number of tribe members and some young children had not yet stepped into the condensation of Qi.

Soon Chen Rui felt relieved. It was difficult for mortals to live in this desert, and only monks could survive.

"Yanfei, you are a good thing on weekdays. Now you have picked up a disabled monk and come back. Seeing that he is like that, it would be better to die in the desert!" Just as Chen Rui was looking at the tribe, a harsh voice suddenly came from an open space.

Chen Rui looked over and saw two people talking there, one was Yan Fei, who Chen Rui knew. As for the other person who spoke, he was also tall and was facing away from Chen Rui at this moment.

Yan Fei had anger in his eyes and said, "Yan Li, I am not you, I can't help but die!"

"So what if I rescue you? Isn't it a burden? Now our tribe is going to migrate, and will it not drag us down with a disabled person who is powerless?" The big man Yanli mocked.

"Don't worry, it won't drag you down anyway!" Yan Fei's face turned red and he said angrily.

"Yanli, say less, put away the remaining tents quickly, and we will transfer today!" At this moment, a hunched old man walked over from another direction surrounded by several big men and shouted at Yanli.

Upon hearing this, Yanli quickly swallowed the words he wanted to refute, walked aside and began to greet the other tribe members to pack up their tents and luggage.

After scolding Yan Li, the hunchbacked old man walked over and looked at Chen Rui, sighing: "Young man, Yan Li is irritable, please don't be surprised."

Chen Rui waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, senior, I didn't take it to heart."

This person's cultivation level is at the beginning of foundation building, and he is the highest in the entire tribe. He must be the tribal sacrifice mentioned by Yan Fei.

"That's great. Our Rock Tribe is a small tribe in the desert, living a nomadic migration life. Today is the day of our tribe's migration. Young people, you can follow me, but you have to obey the command of the tribe. If you don't want to stay, please give yourself your own care." The tribe priest continued.

Chen Rui pondered for a moment and said, "I chose to stay!"

The old man nodded and led everyone away again.

"I was greatly favored by Yan Fei, and I left now, and I feel uneasy." Chen Rui murmured in his heart.

With the Rock Tribe tribe tribe tribe sorting out, all the tents were packed, and all the items needed for life were loaded into the carriage, as if everything was ready to go.

Chen Rui saw that these essential products in daily life are for those tribe members who have not yet entered the condensation of Qi.

Finally, Chen Rui was arranged to a carriage, and with the sound of a horse neighing, the carriage began to bump.

Chen Rui leaned against the wall of the car and continued to breathe cross-legged.

He rushed to the road during the day and rested at night until three months later, Yan Fei told Chen Rui that he would reach a large grassland in three days, which was the place where the tribe lived.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!