begging

Chapter 6 Dream
"elder brother……"
"elder brother……"
A weak voice, carrying a special emotion, echoed in Su Ming's dream.
"Brother...can you hear me...brother..."
"Brother...I'm waiting for you..." The voice was tired, and it seemed like it was calling to itself for eternity. It became weaker and weaker, and slowly disappeared silently in the murmur.
As the voice weakened, Su Ming in his dream seemed to be in pain, as if the most important thing was disappearing with the voice. This feeling suddenly woke him up.
Su Ming felt a chill all over his body and was soaked with sweat. His face was pale and he looked around while breathing rapidly. The familiar things in front of him gradually calmed him down.
It was already late at night outside, and the roars of some birds and animals could be heard faintly in the distance. Other than that, there was silence. Su Ming sat silently on the wooden bed, staring at the fragment in his hand, his expression gradually becoming hesitant.
"The dream just now was very strange... and I didn't feel sleepy before, but when I was observing this fragment, I fell asleep unknowingly... that dream... that voice..." Su Ming's face showed confusion. He rarely dreams, and he has never had a dream like this before, especially that woman's voice, which seems to be very familiar to him for some reason.
"Everything must be related to this thing!" Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the fragments in his hand carefully under the moonlight, and frowned.
"What exactly is this thing..." After hesitating for a moment, he simply bit his fingertips. According to the description on the animal skin scroll, most of the treasures in the world can only be opened after he sheds his own blood.
Su Ming has never seen any treasure since he was born. This fragment is the only one. At this moment, blood squeezed out from his fingertips and dripped on the fragment, and he began to look forward to it.
But after a long time, there was still no change in the fragment, and there was no sign of the blood on it being absorbed.
Su Ming scratched his head, a stubbornness rising in his bones. He stood up and used various methods, such as biting it with his teeth, breaking it off with force, and even soaking it in water, but in the end the fragment remained the same, without any difference.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Su Ming held the fragment and stood still. Time passed. When the distant horizon became completely brighter and the sun rose into the sky, Su Ming suddenly had a lightbulb in his mind.
"This thing was put on the body first, and there was warmth. Maybe... that's its function!" Without hesitation, Su Ming immediately put the fragment on the pendant again and put it around his neck, making the fragment stick close to the body. Chest.
Waves of warmth dissipated and merged into Su Ming's body. It seemed to have circulated in a full circle, making his whole body feel comfortable. Taking a deep breath, the cultivator obtained from the Monstrous Image appeared in Su Ming's mind. The method of practice.
Barbarism is the foundation of the world. What Su Ming obtained this time was the first state of barbarism, the method of practicing the blood coagulation state.
Su Ming knew from the animal skin scroll that in ancient times, the barbarian ancestors created man from the sky. At that time, everyone was a god. But now, countless years have changed, and the barbarians who have inherited myths have gradually ceased to be legendary. But reduced to ordinary.
As for the techniques for cultivating barbarians, they have also been handed down from that time, but they have been changed to be more suitable for the current barbarian practice. The first realm, the blood coagulation realm, has eleven levels, and its function is to divide the practice into The very small amount of blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in the bloodline of the deceased was stimulated and allowed to condense.
The so-called barbarian body actually uses the power of the barbarian image to find some tribesmen with more blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in their bodies. Only they can go further on the road of barbarism.
Ordinary tribesmen, the blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in their bodies is extremely rare, so it is not recognized. Therefore, they are not qualified to become barbarians, and they will not obtain the cultivation method given by the existence in the world when they pay homage to the barbarian statue. .
But Su Ming is extremely special. In fact, he still does not have a barbarian body, but because of that strange fragment, he has obtained something that is difficult to pass down orally. In most small and medium-sized tribes, only the barbarian body can be passed down. The method of practice obtained.
"Condensate the barbaric blood in your body, so that the barbaric blood can be revived, and finally draw your own barbaric lines and step into the realm of openness!" Su Ming murmured, his eyes shining brightly.
He sat there cross-legged, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and slowly immersed himself in it according to the unspeakable practice method in his mind.
Time passed little by little, and soon the early morning sun had risen high over there. The smoke in the tribe gradually began to rise and dissipate, and there was a lively atmosphere.The tribesmen of the hunting team, led by several leaders, dressed up and walked out of the tribe under the watch of their relatives. They were going to hunt for enough food.
Some Lasu, who are only four or five years old, are running around naked in the tribe, playing very happily. The bursts of children's laughter will make the faces of the tribesmen who hear it appear. Smile.
In addition, Grandpa was talking to the two tribesmen who had successfully acquired barbarian bodies about their experiences in cultivating barbarians. Barbarians are the most important strength for a tribe.
Now, with the older generations passing away one by one, there are only 22 barbarians in the Wushan tribe, including all of them.
No one noticed that this early morning, the door of Su Ming's house was closed tightly. Inside, he was sitting cross-legged and there was a faint blood all over his body. If you look carefully, you can faintly see that the blood is under the skin of his body. There was a blood line, and the blood line was slowly flashing red, giving off a strange feeling.
Now, there is only one blood line on Su Ming's body, and it is still vague and cannot be fully revealed.
After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"In the realm of coagulation, the more blood lines appear, the greater the number of people who can reach the realm of Kaichen. However, the realm of Kaichen is really too difficult. According to the description on the animal skin scroll, only Kaichen can barely achieve the title. Man, can open the dust realm, that is a strong man who can make a small tribe qualified to become a medium-sized tribe!
Most of the wild blood in Grandpa's body has been condensed, but there is still no hope of opening the dust. In the surrounding tribes, it has never been heard that anyone has reached the dust-opening state. "
Su Ming murmured that the Kaichen Realm was too far away for him. What he cared about most now was whether he could successfully cultivate to the first level of the Blood Coagulation Realm.
On the first level of the blood coagulation realm, three blood lines need to emerge.
If one possesses the Barbarian Body, he can condense more than three blood lines in a very short period of time as soon as he starts practicing, and can directly step through the first level of the blood coagulation realm, without even one being looming like Su Ming.
Although the beginning was not smooth, Su Ming was not depressed. For him, as long as he could practice, it meant there was hope.
And when he was condensing the blood in his body, he clearly felt that the fragment on his chest was emitting more warmth, which made Su Ming even more energetic. He vaguely felt that he should have grasped the key to this treasure. .
In the blink of an eye, it was seven days. During these seven days, Su Ming hardly ever went out, even when he was hungry. This made him puzzled for a while. After all, the animal skin scroll said that repair Barbarians, especially in the blood coagulation state, will eat more food due to the circulation of the blood vessels in their bodies, which can make their bodies grow rapidly and at the same time forge more blood for their cultivation.
But this was not the case with Su Ming. After thinking about it, he attributed it to the strange effect of the warm current of the fragments.
During the seven days, Lei Chen came once, bringing the blood of a marten deer to Su Mingsong, and taking some black dragon saliva. Lei Chen already had a barbaric body when he paid homage to the barbarian statue when he was seven years old, and now he has reached the level of barbarian. After reaching the fourth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm, 23 bloodlines condensed in the body, and they are the backbone even in the hunting team.
Before leaving, he hesitated, intending to comfort Su Ming, but in the end he looked at Su Ming and said something in a dull voice.
"Su Ming, we grew up together. I will protect you from now on. Anyone who dares to mess with you will have trouble with me, Lei Chen!" After he finished speaking, he waved his arms vigorously, grinned and walked out.
Su Ming watched Lei Chen leave, feeling very warm in his heart.
Although the life of the tribe is simple, it is not boring. Almost every tribe member has his or her own affairs and needs to contribute his or her own strength to the existence of the tribe.
However, there are still some people who are special in the tribe because there have been barbarians who died in battles in their families. They do not have a barbarian body and are not strong enough to do much. Therefore, they are a bit special in the tribe. Most of them just eat and wait to die. , always like some novel things, often doing nothing when others are dedicating their efforts to the tribe.
Half a month after the end of Man Qi, Su Ming once again carried the knitting basket on his back. While greeting the tribesmen, he left the tribe alone and walked toward the distant jungle.
When Su Ming stepped into the jungle, he seemed to be a different person, full of agility. His body swayed and he galloped away like a sharp arrow. With a few dexterity, he climbed up a big tree and sat on the branch. , with a smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with his speed.
"Although the first layer of blood coagulation has not been fully refined, my body is at least a lot more flexible than before."
Su Ming put his right hand to his mouth and whistled.The sound of the whistle spread far away, setting off waves of echoes.Not long after, I saw a red line approaching in the distance. The red line was approaching at such a fast speed that it headed straight for Su Ming.
Su Ming grinned, and the moment the red line came, he jumped up and moved forward. There was a squeaking sound coming from the red line, and he kept chasing after him.
"Xiao Hong, let's compete again today to see who can go up the mountain first!" Su Ming's voice was cheerful, and he jumped forward quickly as he spoke. The red line behind him was the little red monkey. This little monkey's face There was contempt on his face, and he was gnawing on a fruit core in his hand. He seemed to disdain to compare seriously with Su Ming, scratched his face, and chased after him lazily.
But as he chased after him, the little monkey's eyes turned red, his squeaking voice became sharper, and his expression became even more confused. He threw away the core in his hand angrily and chased after it with all his strength.
　
(End of this chapter)