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Chapter 8 Desolation!
With the appearance of the dim light, Su Ming clearly felt a huge wave of warmth suddenly emerge from his chest, spread rapidly along his body, and filled his whole body in the blink of an eye. At the same time, it was accompanied by the saliva of The coolness seemed to merge and seep into his blood.
A clear roar suddenly came from Su Ming's body. His body, which was sitting cross-legged and meditating, was shaking violently, and a fourth blood line suddenly condensed.
At the same time, a large amount of black dirt was secreted from the pores of Su Ming's body, and a fishy smell spread, but it gradually dissipated when blown by the mountain breeze.
With three bloodlines, one can step into the first level of the Blood Coagulation Realm. Now Su Ming has successfully become a barbarian at the first level of the Blood Coagulation Realm!
But he kept his eyes closed, showing no sign of waking up. As time passed, the blood lines on Su Ming's body finally solidified on the fourth line.
Until the next morning, when the little monkey ran from a distance with a proud expression while smelling its right paw, it looked at Su Ming whose body was covered with black dirt. It was stunned for a moment and scratched its head. He circled Su Ming several times.
Although it has opened its intelligence, it doesn't know what happened at this moment. It is very curious and takes a few steps closer, trying to go up and pat it with its paws.
But just when its paw was about to touch Su Ming, the dim light on Su Ming's body flickered violently again, and in an instant it reached its extreme, making the dim light fill Su Ming's whole body, and the little monkey was stunned. Next, it saw Su Ming's body disappearing in an instant.
In the eyes of the little monkey, Su Ming was swallowed up by the dim light. This scene made it immediately open its eyes wide and let out a harsh scream. The red shadow flashed and rushed to the place where Su Ming disappeared, searching like crazy. But in the end, he got nothing. He stood there motionless.
Su Ming didn't know where he was. At this moment, he looked around in confusion. The place was shrouded in white mist. He couldn't see very far. He could only vaguely see a mountain peak in front of him.
He has just woken up now. He remembers that he was on Wulong Mountain before, but he can't figure out why he is here now.
His eyes slowly gathered vigilance, and he first glanced down at his chest, and immediately there was a thump in his heart. There was no longer that strange black fragment on his chest.
"No more..." Su Ming was surprised and unsure. He looked around again, and then slowly stood up. With a gloomy expression and caution, he walked towards the mountain covered by the fog in front of him.
The mountain peak was not far away. It seemed that not long after, Su Ming was standing at the foot of the mountain peak. When he looked up, he took a breath.
This is indeed a mountain peak, but there is no vegetation on it. Instead, it is bare and seems to have been smoothed. There are many totems carved on it, including mountains and rivers, strange beasts, and the sky... There are also some handwritings that Su Ming has never seen before. , full of a primitive feeling, like a wild mythical thing.
Almost at the moment when Su Ming saw the carving of the mountain, a roaring sound echoed, and he saw a gap suddenly appeared in the middle of the mountain, as if an invisible force was coming to open the mountain.
The gap was narrow, with no end in sight, and lay at Su Ming's feet.
Su Ming hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth in hesitation. Now that he was here, he didn't know how to get out. He didn't even know where this place was. There was a road ahead and he had no choice but to walk on it.
In his heart, he vaguely felt that this place should be somewhat related to the black fragment, because he clearly remembered the majestic warmth emanating from the fragment.
Walking into the mountain along the narrow gap, Su Ming felt that he had walked for a long time. The road ahead slowly expanded a lot. There were also strange carvings on the surrounding walls. Su Ming couldn't understand them. There were paintings of herbs inside, and some naked people with disheveled hair, tinkering with the herbs in an even stranger cauldron.
Looking at these carvings, a door appeared at the end of Su Ming's gaze. Outside that door, Su Ming stopped.
There were also carvings on the door, with a total of five herbal patterns engraved on it. The irregular threads emitted a faint light that was familiar to Su Ming. They surrounded the five herbal patterns in a circular shape. This door fills the air.
In the very center of this door, there are fifteen small holes sunk in, which seem to be able to put some things in, arranged in a circle.
Su Ming frowned, looked at the door carefully for a few times, then looked around, then focused on the five herbs on the door.
"This is... Tiexinrui, yes, it is Tiexinrui."
"This is... looks like a happy leaf, but also like a catalpa..."
"And this is the Shuoye Zhi! I often collect this thing."
"What is this...it looks familiar..."
"This last one, I haven't seen it before..." Su Ming recognized it for a while, then hesitated, wondering whether he should step forward and push the door to see if it could be pushed open.
But just when he was hesitating, he saw the circular lines surrounding the five kinds of herbs on the stone door suddenly rotated, and the dim light on it flickered violently. When Su Ming was stunned, the dim light emerged from the door. Go out and head straight for Su Ming.
The dim light was so fast that Su Ming could not dodge it. However, he saw the dim light flash and enveloped Su Ming.
At the same time, a large number of memories that did not belong to him immediately appeared in Su Ming's mind. Those memories were like pictures, as if they were forcefully poured in from the dim light, making Su Ming's head feel uncomfortable.
In those scenes, there is an illusory figure, just like the scenes on those carvings, throwing herbs into a strange cauldron. His movements are very skillful. Every time he throws it, he puts it between his nose and smells it. What's more, His expression was solemn, and sometimes he raised his right hand and waved, and a flame came out of the air and enveloped the cauldron.
The process is extremely complicated, and even the strength of the flames must be controlled. Su Ming has never seen this scene before, and in the tribe, it would not be so troublesome. Most of the people eat the herbs directly, or at most they pound them. The juice is mixed with other herbs to increase the effect.
Unknowingly, he was immersed in the memory of this scene, until a long time later, the illusory shadow slapped the cauldron with its right hand.
Immediately, the flames outside the pot dissipated, and the man opened the strange pot lid. Su Ming immediately saw that there were three round cyan objects the size of a fingernail in the big pot.
Although it was just an extra memory image in his mind, Su Ming felt as if he could smell the fragrance of medicine hitting his face, and he stared at the three round objects. His whole body was like a thunderbolt, and he was completely stunned.
He had been refining herbal medicine since he was a child, and his quality could be seen at a glance. To him, this round thing, which he had never seen before, was beyond his imagination.
The dim light surrounding his body dissipated at this moment, returned to the door and calmed down, causing the countless circular lines on the door to become still.
The moment the dim light left, Su Ming's eyes blurred, and his whole body seemed to be moved by a strange force. When his vision became clear, a red shadow rushed over with a joyous cry of surprise.
The red shadow was the little monkey. It was jumping up and down on Su Ming's body. It had been frightened by Su Ming's disappearance before, but now it was very happy to see Su Ming come back.
Su Ming was stunned and immediately looked around. He found that he had returned to the stone platform on Wulong Mountain. He lowered his head suddenly and saw that the fragments that had disappeared before were still there on his chest.
"All of this must be related to this object. Maybe when I reached the first level of blood coagulation realm, I touched this object, so what happened before... Look at Xiaohong's appearance, I was not like a dream before, but The whole body really entered that place... What is the origin of this thing... Why does it appear here..." As Su Ming pondered, he couldn't help but think of the extra memory in his mind.
"Quenching method... medicine stone..." For a long time, Su Ming murmured the names of the various refining methods described in the extra memory in his mind.
"Qingchen Powder..." This is the name of the medicinal stone, and it is also in the extra memory in Su Ming's mind.
Su Ming whispered in his mouth, and the carved pattern on the door emerged in his mind, and his eyes gradually revealed a bright light. Although he did not know the specific place there, it was obvious that the so-called quenching had aroused great interest in him.
In his opinion, a barbarian's practice cannot be separated from those herbs that replenish qi and blood. He needs to take a large amount of them to make himself stronger. So this so-called tempering may have a great impact on his practice. help.
"I have never seen such a round medicine stone in the tribe, not even grandpa's place, otherwise I would have seen it... It's just that this round medicine stone looks good, but I don't know how effective it will be after it is actually refined. .”
"Then the next step is to look for those five herbs...Xiao Hong, see if you have seen these two herbs." After Su Ming made up his mind, he immediately summoned Xiao Hong and picked up the stone. , and started to draw on the ground in front of it. After drawing all the two kinds of herbs that he was unsure about, he looked at Xiaohong expectantly.
Xiaohong looked at it for a long time and nodded.
Su Ming was refreshed and walked around the stone platform a few times, thinking quickly in his mind.
"Herbs can be found, but the process of refining such medicinal stones is extremely complicated...it even requires fire...to cook them like rice...it's quite interesting." Su Ming frowned after thinking about it carefully.
He remembered that the big pot was very unusual and different from the ones used to cook rice in the tribe. When searching for memories in his mind, he learned that the tempered pot had a strange name, called Huangding.
"The pot in the tribe shouldn't work...and it needs fire..." Su Ming murmured and raised his head sharply, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at the farther peak among the five peaks of Wulong Mountain in the distance.
The color of the mountain peak is brown, and sometimes there is billowing smoke.
(End of this chapter)