begging

Chapter 17
　"Grandpa, it's not that I wanted to be like this, but they bullied me too much. They took Xiaohong away." Su Ming muttered.
"Them?" Grandpa was startled.
"One for the second layer of blood coagulation, one for the third layer of blood coagulation." Su Ming covered the cap of the vial and placed it on the table beside it.
"Montenegro? How did you escape?" Grandpa's eyes flashed, and there was a cold light in his pupils.
"I didn't escape, they are dead." Su Ming raised his head and looked at Grandpa.
Grandpa was stunned, then moved. After pondering for a moment, he did not ask for the detailed process. To him, Su Ming was like his own child. He watched the other person grow up and knew his character.
"I met you at Black Flame Peak. The news you sent back last time was of great use to the tribe. This matter requires a reward. However, you concealed the fact that you became a barbarian, so the reward was cancelled. Since you have also become a barbarian, Barbarian, then stay here, I will tell you about my experience in cultivating barbarians, and grandpa will help you sort out the blood in your body." Grandpa glanced at Su Ming, with a smile on his face.
"Grandpa..." Su Ming scratched his head. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "I was wrong. Don't you ask me how I became a barbarian?"
"Why do you ask so many questions? Everyone has their own secrets. Grandpa only needs to know that my family's Su Ming has finally become a barbarian, and that's enough!" Grandpa laughed, looking very happy.
Su Ming's eyes were a little moist. He looked at his grandpa and nodded silently. He would never forget his grandpa's kindness to him, the trickle of saliva in his body, and everything like that. It was imprinted on his mind and soul.
"Grandpa, I have some... medicine stones here..." Su Ming looked at grandpa and spoke softly.
"Medicine stone?" Grandpa was startled, then shook his head and laughed.
"Are you talking about herbal medicine? Grandpa knows that you must have some unusual herbs, but as a barbarian from the Wushan tribe, Grandpa doesn't have any herbs except some extremely rare ones... Eh!!"
Before Grandpa finished speaking, Su Ming had already taken out two vials, opened them and placed them in front of Grandpa.
The two vials were both made of blue medicine stones, filled with the fragrance of medicine, and contained more than ten pills.
Grandpa's eyes shone brightly, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He picked up the vial containing the medicine stone and carefully looked at it, which was obviously different from what he knew. Then he took a sip, and his expression immediately changed.
"It has such unique medicinal properties. One sip of it can make the blood flow in your body seem to accelerate!"
Grandpa muttered and looked intently. After a while, he closed his eyes and meditated. After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, he looked at Su Ming.
"These are called medicine stones?"
Su Ming nodded, pointed to the medicine stone vial, and began to introduce the method and effect of using it. Grandpa obviously sucked in his breath. He heard half of it, and his whole expression immediately changed drastically.
Without any hesitation, grandpa suddenly raised his right hand and waved forward. Immediately in front of Su Ming, an illusory statue appeared. The statue looked exactly like the half-human, half-animal figure of Wushan!
As soon as this savage image appeared, a soft force immediately spread out to all directions, lingering around the entire room.
"Keep talking." Su Ming saw his grandpa's solemn expression, his heart was beating loudly, and he slowly opened his mouth to tell all the effects of the dust.
Grandpa had already stood up from his lotus position. After listening to Su Ming's words, he poured out a grain of Qingchen powder. He looked at it intently for a while and then swallowed it in one gulp. He believed in Su Ming and would not hesitate too much. Then he took it out. A purple vial. Drink the few drops of concoction left in it in one gulp.
Then he crossed his legs again, and soon a large amount of blood light flashed out from his body. The dazzling blood light enveloped the entire room. Su Ming took a few steps back, his expression showing reverence.
On Grandpa's body, those blood lines were so densely packed that it was hard to see how many there were for a moment, and a sense of vitality stronger than that of the chief of the Wushan tribe filled the whole room.
Su Ming took a breath. He looked at the radiant statue in the room, and vaguely guessed that if it weren't for the phantom of the statue, the light from Grandpa's practice would spread throughout the tribe, even if it was far away. can be seen.
This light came and dissipated just as quickly. After a moment, as Grandpa opened his eyes, the red light all over his body disappeared. There was excitement in his eyes. He looked at the dust and took a deep breath.
"Su Ming, you have to remember one thing!" Grandpa looked up at Su Ming.
Su Ming looked solemn and listened respectfully.
"About this medicine stone, from today on, you cannot tell anyone, even if I ask you again, you must not tell it! From now on, I will never ask you any questions about this matter again!
Even in the tribe, you must remember this, no one can tell!Neither can Lei Chen! "Grandpa looked at Su Ming thoughtfully and spoke solemnly.
Su Ming hesitated for a moment.
Grandpa sighed lightly. He knew Su Ming and knew that Su Ming had simplicity in his character, so he spoke seriously again.
"Su Ming, listen to Grandpa and don't tell anyone!"
Su Ming nodded silently, with determination in his eyes.
"It's...not safe in the tribe..." Grandpa murmured, but his words made Su Ming stunned, especially when he thought of the scene where Grandpa covered up his blood in front of the three clan leaders.
"There is a traitor in our tribe! Only you and me and the clan leader know about this matter now. There is no third person. This traitor is hidden too deeply. We don't know who it is...
Coupled with the news you brought back, my old rival in Montenegro may have really made a breakthrough... I always feel that something is wrong with the atmosphere around me these days... There is a faint feeling that a big disaster is coming.
Su Ming, these medicinal stones of yours are very good. Grandpa kept them. There is no need to give them to me anymore. If I can really make a breakthrough, these are enough. If I can't make a breakthrough, no amount of more will have any effect...
Grandpa is not short of medicinal herbs, but he has reached a bottleneck and needs an opportunity..." Grandpa sighed softly, and said some more words to Su Ming. After telling him his life's experience in cultivating barbarians, he took out a strange tree made of several wooden strips. When looking at this thing, Grandpa’s expression was filled with memories.
After a long while, he handed this item to Su Ming very preciously.
"My grandpa got this when he was traveling when he was young. This thing is called a wooden slip. It can only be seen in large tribes. It records the habits of many medicinal herbs. Take it."
Su Ming took the object, took a look at it and found it quite novel. He put it in his arms and was about to say goodbye to his grandfather and return to his residence.
At this moment, he saw grandpa looking at Su Ming with a sparkle in his eyes and a slightly serious expression.
"Su Ming, grandpa is very happy that you can become a barbarian, but you have to know that after entering the realm of barbarians, you will be very different from ordinary people. The road to becoming a barbarian is bumpy and rugged, and it can lead to life and death at every turn. You You should have felt it before at Black Flame Peak.
But how can we, the barbarians, give up because we are afraid of life and death or because the road ahead is difficult?
Grandpa knows your dreams. You want to get out of here and see the world outside. Grandpa supports you in this! "
Su Ming listened silently and nodded.
"You are a filial child. My grandpa has watched you for so many years. What I understand in my heart is that my grandpa's cultivation is limited and he can't help you much... But our Su Ming, if he is not a barbarian, once he steps into the On the road to barbarism, grandpa will do his best to make your road smoother..." A smile gradually appeared on grandpa's serious face, and he waved to Su Ming.
"Come on, sit cross-legged in front of Grandpa, and use the power of your bloodlines as you usually practice."
Su Ming saw that his hair had turned gray and his face was wrinkled, and he looked at his grandfather kindly. Even though he knew that he had no blood relationship with him, that kind of family affection could surpass everything.
"Grandpa..." Su Ming murmured.
"Come here quickly." Grandpa laughed.
Su Ming came to his grandpa obediently, took a deep breath after sitting cross-legged, and slowly circulated the qi and blood in his body. Gradually, six blood lines appeared on his body. While the six blood lines emitted red light, they could faintly I saw the shadow of the seventh blood gradually condensed.
This seventh blood line, Su Ming has been unable to condense for the past month, and even this ghost image cannot appear. When there is blood, the seventh article naturally appears.
"You have obtained the Barbarian Image inheritance and know that as a barbarian warrior, if you want to reach the third level in the Blood Coagulation Realm, you need to reach 25 blood lines. As for the fourth level, you need to have [-] blood lines.
On the fifth level, 53 blood lines need to be reached, and more after that... until the 11th level of blood coagulation realm, the number of blood lines at this moment should be 780.
But what you don’t know is that the number of blood lines is not fixed for everyone, most barbarians are like this, but there are still some people who can increase the number of blood lines again. The more blood lines, the more The greater the chance of becoming a Kaichen realm!
From ancient times to the present, as far as Grandpa knows, all the barbarians who can become dust-breakers, in the blood-coagulation state, hardly have less than 910 bloodlines!For example, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, I have known him for many years, and I know that his blood lines back then were as many as [-] seven!
Grandpa has heard that in some larger medium-sized tribes, or some large tribes, there are people who have exceeded the 930 blood line in the blood coagulation realm.
This is the Blood Coagulation Realm of our Barbarian Clan... In the history of our Barbarian Clan, there have been some people who expanded their blood lines to 99 in the Blood Coagulation Realm. Most of these people have become famous people.
There is even a legend that if one can reach a thousand, it means that the blood coagulation realm is completely perfect. However, such perfection, except for the primitive barbarian era eons ago, is extremely rare now, or it may not exist at all. What is the specific situation? Grandpa is ignorant. , not too clear. "Grandpa's voice seemed to carry some strange power, echoing in Su Ming's mind as he circulated Qi and blood in his body.
"After blood coagulation, it is time to open the dust. The so-called opening the dust is to condense all your blood lines and turn them into pure barbaric blood. On your body, you can draw a solidified barbaric pattern that belongs to you with your own hands... This barbaric pattern Because of what I am thinking and thinking about... Grandpa is very much looking forward to and curious. If you can really reach the Kaichen realm one day, what kind of pattern will you draw for yourself..."
(End of this chapter)