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Chapter 48 Grandpa’s secret!
Su Ming walked silently in the mud and stone city belonging to the Fengzhen tribe. In front of him, the tribesman he was leading was walking alone. Su Ming could clearly feel the arrogance from his back.
"He does have the right to be proud..." Su Ming looked at the city in front of him, looked at the mud and stone houses everywhere, and couldn't help but think of the leather tents in his own tribe, in comparison...or simply couldn't Compare.
Especially on the way, Su Ming saw too many Fengzhen tribesmen, even in the past 16 years, he had never seen so many barbarians. It was several times better than the rudimentary ones on Su Ming.
Many of them were wearing the coarse linen clothes that only Grandpa could possess. Without exception, these people were all barbarians with extremely powerful sense of energy and blood.
"Medium-sized tribe..." Su Ming looked at everything he saw, and then looked outside the city wall in the distance. He remembered that he had seen it in mid-air before, and there were six tribes like Wushan surrounding this mud and stone city. , obviously, they are not qualified to live in this city for a long time, they can only live outside.
Along the way, Su Ming also saw many houses where people were selling businesses. Although there were not many people there, everyone who came in and out made Su Ming feel shocked.
The ground was not soil, but was covered with many stones. I don't know how to crush all these stones and flatten them. It was very hard to step on, which made Su Ming, who was used to soft soil, feel a little uncomfortable.
In the distance, Su Ming also saw several giant bows about ten feet in size on the surrounding mud and stone city walls. They were all black and exuded an evil aura. When people looked at them, a chill would rise in their hearts.
"Have you seen enough?" A harsh voice interrupted Su Ming's gaze. It was the Fengzhen tribesman who was leading him. He turned back to look at Su Ming and laughed.
The arrogance contained in that smile seemed to turn into sarcasm at this moment. It was not sarcastic at Su Ming, but sarcastic at the fact that almost all the people from the small tribe were equally stunned after arriving here.
"Don't look now. You will live here for a while, and you can take a look at any time, especially at night. I suggest you not stay in the residence, but go out for a walk. The nights in our Fengzhen tribe are far from ordinary. You Osanbe can compare.
Follow me now, don't keep Man Man waiting. "The Fengzhen tribesman patted Su Ming's shoulder, turned around and walked faster.
Su Ming was silent, and walked quickly after him.
At the very center of Mudstone City, there are three secret rooms inside the huge five-cornered altar. In one of the secret rooms at this moment, the barbarian from the Fengzhen tribe and the purple-robed man from Kaichen Realm are sitting there cross-legged, standing next to him. Opposite him was Grandpa Mo Sang of Wushanbe who looked calm.
There was a chess game between the two of them. The chess game was mostly made of animal bones and looked very rough. The chess board was carved from a large stone.
In addition to the chessboard, the two of them each had a fist-sized stone cup at hand. There was hot air wafting out of it, along with a stream of agarwood that lingered around them.
"Mo Sang, when you came back from an outing, you gave me this chessboard and chess pieces. You also taught me how to play chess. I think it was so that you wouldn't be lonely and had someone to accompany you to relieve your boredom." The man in purple robe picked up an animal bone chess piece and put it down. After reaching a certain place, he raised his head and laughed.
"This chessboard comes from the Tai'a tribe. It is said that the ancestors of Tai'a imitated it from a distant place... Unfortunately, I haven't touched it for many years and I am no match for you." Grandpa picked up a chess piece and put it aside. Speak softly.
"Mo Sang, in fact, I have always envied you." The purple-robed man sighed softly, looking at the old Mo Sang in front of him, the scenes of the two when they were young emerged in their minds. They are so high-spirited, so proud of the world... Among their generation of peers, no one knows... But now, who would have thought that the proud son of the sky back then has now become a twilight old man.
"You shouldn't have been born in the Wushan tribe... If you had promised Grandpa and were willing to become his barbarian, then today's Fengzhen tribe barbarian would be you instead of me...
Moreover, it will not be difficult for you to advance in cultivation. You should step into the realm of enlightenment much earlier than me... Even my grandpa said back then that you are the person he has seen in his life who is most likely to become a person in the bone sacrifice realm! "When he said the words "bone sacrifice", the purple-robed man's eyes showed bright light, which contained desire.
"Sacrifice bones...sacrifice bones...sacrifice your own No. 13 spine, open the seal of fate, and make that No. 13 spine a real barbarian bone from the pre-barbarian period!" said the purple-robed man, The light in his eyes dimmed.
"I can not do it……"
Mo Sang was silent. When he heard the words "bone sacrifice", there was bitterness and reminiscence on his face.
"If you had agreed to Grandpa's request, married Wen Yan, and joined Fengzhen, Grandpa would have used the entire tribe to help you sacrifice your bones! Once you reach the realm of bone sacrifice, how can we, the Fengzhen tribe, hide in hiding? Here..." The purple-robed man smiled bitterly.
"Jingnan, it's all over." Mo Sang said slowly.
"Yeah, it's all over..." The purple-robed man shook his head and sighed when Mo Sang finally called out his name.
"The reason why you are willing to come to see my old friend this time is probably because of the child who was standing next to you before... He should be the baby you brought back." Jing Nan, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, looked at Mo Sang, said slowly.
"This is one of them!" Mo Sang picked up the stone cup, blew into it to dissipate some of the rising heat, and then took a slow sip.
"I can feel that the blood moon of the past few days is related to the Black Mountain tribe...The Black Mountain tribe's Bitu may have another destiny..." Grandpa put down the stone cup.
"I won't hide it from you, he can step into the Kaichen realm at any time! Mo Sang, if you ask me to kill him, this matter..." Jing Nan hesitated for a moment and shook his head.
"I can't do this. If he becomes the Kaichen Realm, it will be of great help to our Fengzhen tribe. Even if you agreed to my request back then, I can't do it."
"It doesn't matter." Grandpa smiled slightly. He had known this would happen for a long time. The Jingnan in front of him was not as friendly as he appeared. Both of them understood the entanglement between them.
"You have your difficulties, I understand this, and the relationship between me and him will come to an end sooner or later! I am here to make a deal with you!"
"Oh? You said it." Jing Nan, the barbarian from the Fengzhen tribe, had a subtle look in his eyes and spoke slowly.
Grandpa said something softly, the words were so weak that only Jing Nan could hear them. After hearing this, his expression remained motionless, but he closed his eyes as if he was deep in thought.
Grandpa did not urge him, but picked up the stone cup and tasted it slowly.
Time gradually passed, the secret room was silent, and I don't know how long it had passed, suddenly a respectful voice came from the secret room.
"Sir, Su Ming brings you."
"Let him come in." Jing Nan still closed his eyes and did not open them.
The sound of footsteps slowly came from a distance in this quiet secret room. Su Ming was very nervous, and walked forward step by step. The lights were not on here, and it was faintly dark. At the end, he saw his grandfather and the purple-robed man in the secret room.
After seeing his grandfather, Su Ming felt relieved.
"Su Ming, come to me." Grandpa showed a smile on his face and waved to Su Ming. Su Ming walked a few steps quickly and stood behind Grandpa, lowering his head and saying nothing.
"Say your second request." After a moment, Jing Nan opened his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, stared at Grandpa Mo Sang, and said slowly.
"I want a drop of your wild blood!" Grandpa also stared at Jing Nan and spoke slowly.
Jing Nan immediately frowned. As a barbarian, he possesses barbaric blood, but he is a strong man in the Dust Realm, and his barbaric blood is extremely precious. Every time he condenses a drop, it will take him a while to recover. Except for some extremely talented people in the tribe, he would rarely reward a drop of barbaric blood.
While pondering, Jing Nan looked past Mo Sang and glanced at Su Ming.
Even though Su Ming lowered his head, he could still feel the purple-robed man's eyes on him, like needle pricks.
"Give it to him? This boy's talent is ordinary. It is difficult for him to fuse a drop of my wild blood, so it is a bit wasted. Please change your request." Jing Nan withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly.
"Two requests, no changes. First the barbaric technique, and the real barbaric enlightenment method. If you agree, I will give it to you afterwards!" Grandpa Mo Sang picked up the stone cup and handed it to Su Ming behind him, signaling Su Ming to drink it. .
After Su Ming took it, he didn't hesitate and drank it all in one gulp. Suddenly, there was a slight heat in his body, which made him feel very comfortable.
Jing Nan frowned, thought for a while, looked at Grandpa Mo Sang, and suddenly spoke.
"Okay, I can agree to these two requests of yours, but here is Barbarian Blood. You also know that there are three levels in this trial. I will give Barbarian Blood to the top three in each level. To avoid waste, I will add one more The premise is that in this big test, if this kid can be ranked in the top [-] in any level, I will give him a lot of blood!
If not, you need to make another request! "
Grandpa thought for a while, but still felt that the other party was deliberately making things difficult. After thinking for a long time, he nodded, thinking about how he could get similar benefits to Su Ming if he changed his request.
Su Ming listened to these words, looked at the white hair on his grandfather's head and the wrinkles on his face, thought about the sarcastic words of the old woman in the Oolong Department, and the indifference of Beiling, and even the inner feelings he had felt throughout his life. Loneliness and the fantasy of the animal leather book when he looked at the night sky alone, all of that, surrounded Su Ming's mind at this moment, turning into a firmness and determination that he had never felt before!
This determination was even stronger than when he visited the statue before! !
Grandpa stood up and motioned for Su Ming to follow him. Just as he was about to leave, the cross-legged Jing Nan stared at Grandpa Mo Sang, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and suddenly spoke.
"Mo Sang, I have a question that I have buried in my heart for more than ten years, and I have always wanted to ask you...Now that you have come to my Fengzhen tribe, I hope you can tell me the answer!"
Grandpa walked in front without stopping, Su Ming followed, and heard the voice of the man in purple robe behind him.
"You are obviously only at the ninth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm. Why do I feel a weak aura from you, and it definitely belongs to Kaichen, both then and now!" The man in purple robe said quickly, He didn't express all his inner thoughts. There was even a trace of the existence in the other person's body, which even made him feel frightened.
That was the case then, and it is still the case now!
(End of this chapter)