"Yes! This is the Fusang City of our Hong Clan Alliance! That tree is the Fusang tree. Our Sanyi tribe and the Sanwei tribe live on the Fusang tree!"

Zishen returned home and was also very excited.

"Three-winged Clan?Three-tailed Clan?"

Xiao Yang couldn't help but think of the flag of the Hong clan.

On the flag, the big bird with three wings and three tails was drawn.

"The most noble families of our Hong clan are the Sanyi tribe and the Sanyi tribe. Our Sanyi tribe has inherited the Anren of the Hong clan alliance for generations, and the people of the Sanyi tribe have always served as the highest internal officials of the Hong clan alliance!"

Zisan introduced to Xiao Yang and his son, and the horse had already arrived at the gate of the city.

"Purple Coin General. Army!"

"The General Purple Coin is back!"

The guards at the city gate cheered, held their chests and saluted the purple coin.

The common people around him knelt on the ground, holding their chests with their hands, bowing their heads, and bowing, very respectful.

Zishen waved to greet everyone, then rode his horse into Fusang City.

I saw that there were many houses in the city, arranged on both sides of the middle avenue.

These houses include stone houses, wooden houses, and thatched huts and animal skin feathers.

It seems that in this Fusang city, there are nobles and rich people, as well as ordinary people.

There are many houses in front of them, and there are various workshops and shops.

Blacksmith, carpenter, restaurant, tailor shop...

Many people are busy in these workshops and shops, and they are very lively.

There are many cars with huge wheels on the street.

Apart from being very tall, these horses are no different from those in the outside world.

They seem to be specially used to pull carts, because all the people ride are single-horned tiger clawed horses.

Of course, without exception, those who ride the horses are all female nobles and not a male slave.

Everyone, seeing the colorful feather decorations on the purple coin, quickly retreated aside and made way out of the street.

Zishen rode his horse and came directly under the Fusang tree.

I saw a wooden plank road circling around the huge trunk of the Fusom tree, and then divided into many forks, leading to the houses everywhere in the Fusom tree, like a maze.

At the intersection of the plank road, there were several guards wearing colorful crowns on their heads.

"You find a stretcher and carry him to the temple!"

Zishen dismounted and ordered the guards.

"Yes, General!"

The guards quickly found a stretcher, carried Xiao Yang and walked up the plank road.

Zishen followed behind with the divine baby.

After climbing for a while, it was halfway up the middle of the Fusang tree. Xiao Yang discovered that there was a huge wooden sink that led the water from the waterfall on the mountain wall next to it, flowing through the houses in various parts of the Fusang tree, and finally pouring into a pool behind the Fusang tree.

People on the Fuso trees actually eat pure natural and pollution-free "tap water".

Standing at the height of the Fusang tree, the water from the huge waterfall in the west also poured into the pool behind the Fusang tree, forming a river, and flowed out from the waterway under the city wall to the east of Fusang City.

After walking for a while, when I was almost at the top of the Fusang tree, I arrived at a wooden platform.

Behind the platform is a huge tree hole.

The entrance of the cave was inlaid with many colorful gems and feathers, and a group of women wearing colorful crowns guarded the door.

"Are you there in there?" Zichun asked.

"Return to the general, Anren, Lord Xuangu, and Lord Mingjiu are discussing affairs in the temple!" said the guard at the door.

"good."

Zishen walked into the tree hole with Xiao Yang and his son.

I saw that there were several relief murals carved on both sides of the aisle of the tree hole. The content of the painting seemed to be the deeds of the generals of the Hong clan alliance leading the war between the Hong clan and the barbarians.

Xiao Yang discovered that on the last relatively new mural, there was a female general who was engraved with a flashlight in her left hand radiating a light toward the enemy's eyes, and the long sword in her right hand pierced into the enemy's heart.

This female general should be Zishen’s mother, right?

In a puzzled manner, Xiao Yang had already walked through the tree hole walkway and came to a huge tree hole that had been chiseled out.

This should be the middle of the trunk of the Fusom tree.

On the wall of the cave facing us, there was a statue of a god with wings carved.

The statue is vaguely like Ye Yunshu!

Under the statue of the god, there is a blanket made of feathers.

In the middle of the upper head was an elderly woman holding a scepter.

On top of the scepter, there is a cluster of beautiful peacock-like feathers.

Below, there were two rows of women sitting, both old and young.

"Stand up!"

Zishen knelt on one knee, stroked his chest and mouth, and saluted the elderly woman on her head.

Needless to say, this elderly woman is the highest leader of the Hong clan, the Falcon Ling'an.

Xiao Yang and his son had to kneel on one knee and salute with their hands on their chests.

"I'm back, sit down!"

The Falcon Lingan waved his hand.

Zishen took Xiao Yang and his son and sat on the feather cushion at the end of the left.

"Purple Coin, what are you doing? How can you bring the dirty and ugly man into the temple?"

A young woman sitting opposite the right at the end, looking at Xiao Yang and Shenying with contempt.

"That's right, don't you know that men are not allowed to enter the temple of our Hong tribe since ancient times?"

Another young woman also shouted indignantly, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you just become a general and a military officer!"

"Xuejuan, Qingque, of course I know the rules of the temple. If I bring them here, there must be my reason. You don't need to blame me!" Zi Chun looked at the two women opposite coldly, not showing any sign of weakness.

"Then you tell me your truth, and we must hear why you brought a man to desecrate the statue of the saint in this temple!"

A middle-aged woman sitting on the first place on the left, with a gloomy face.

"Sir Xuanmu, the matter has to start with going to the buffer zone to find a magic weapon..."

Zisan said to the middle-aged woman named Xuangu.

The woman sat first in the left hand and obviously had a good status in the Hong clan.

"Have you found the artifact?" Xuangu interrupted the purple coin lazily.

"No, we were ambushed by the barbarians and were wiped out!"

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked!

The Han Lingan, who was sitting in the center, had a cold look and shot at the purple coin: "What's going on?"

"Anren, in the past, the sky cave reappeared, we all brought tens of thousands of people to fight against the barbarian army, but our weapons, equipment and combat power were not as good as those of the barbarians. We suffered heavy casualties every time, and we still couldn't grab many magical weapons!"
Chapter completed!