This time............. Thundered.....

The sky is full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, lightning in the clouds, at this time, the summer thunderstorm is often restless, and the next second may be a heavy downpour. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the sky was full of yellow sand, and in the vast desert, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was running on this hot desert, not at all worried that he would faint in the rolling yellow sand because of lack of water in the next moment.

The boy's hair was very messy, his body was thin but his muscles were already formed, and he could even vaguely see the strength contained in the muscles, and his not very delicate facial features and eyes revealed a wisdom that was not as good as that of his age, and he looked very capable in a linen garment.

"Oh my God, didn't the medicine man in the tribe say it's not raining today? It's over," the young man kept complaining, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes when he said Yaogong.

"But it's worth it, picking a lot of sweat and blood grass and accidentally picking up an unknown beast bone, and I can vaguely feel the brute spirit in heaven and earth."

Brush lala, brush lala, brush lala....

Just as the boy sighed, the raindrops the size of beans fell instantly, and the boy looked up at the thunderstorm sky during the run, and curses kept coming out.

The rain was raining heavily, but the boy's speed gradually slowed down, and he saw a tribe composed of dozens of animal skin tents appear in front of the boy's eyes, and as he got closer and closer to the tribe, the boy's heart beat faster and faster.

The young man tiptoed to a tent of animal skins, looked around, and found that the people in the tribe had taken refuge in the tent because of the heavy rain, and then exhaled a big breath, and the stone hanging in his heart gradually fell to the ground.

Just after the boy relaxed, a very π voice came, "Tuoba Yi, where have you been?" ”。

Tuoba Yi chuckled in his heart, and the stone that had just fallen was lifted again.

"I.... I'll go....".

Tuoba Yi said hesitantly, and the stone that fell in his heart lifted again as he turned around.

At the moment when Tuoba Yi turned around, he saw a child about the same age as Tuoba Yi covering his mouth and trying to keep himself from laughing.

"Your sister, Wuwei, scared me to death" Tuoba Yi saw that it was his childhood playmate, and the stone in his heart fell to the ground again.

"Haha, Xiao Yi, do you need to be afraid?" Uwei is Tuoba Yi's brother who has played since he was a child, and he can be said to be inseparable.

"What do you say?" Tuoba Yi replied angrily.

"Xiao Yi, don't worry, the Tuoba Zhenggang patriarch and the night owl high priest have gone to the market to exchange for the daily necessities used by the tribe."

"I said it earlier, it's not that you don't know my father's temper, he never allowed me to go to Hanmo."

"Xiao Yi, there are still two or three days before you become a barbarian, don't go to a place like Han Mo" Wu Wei said Han Mo, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his expression.

"I know, too, but... The pharmacist of the clan said that it is unlikely that I was born with a broken bone and become a barbar, and if I continue to slack off, I'm afraid.... I can only be a brute soldier for the rest of my life," Tuoba Yi lowered his head, his dark eyes seemed to have seen his future.

"Xiao Yi.... It's okay, isn't there still me? Whoever dares to bully you, I'll beat him," Uwei patted Tuoba Yi's shoulder, and raised his arm to pinch the muscles on his arm.

The rain in the sky was no longer pouring, and the hazy light rain drops on the two teenagers seemed to be soothing.

"yes, I see".

"Xiao Yi, if there is nothing to do, then I will leave first, my father seems to have something to hand over to me."

"Let's go, what can I do?" There was still a trace of sorrow between Tuoba Yi's eyebrows, but in order not to worry Wuwei, he pretended to be indifferent, and spoke lightly.

As soon as Uwei heard that Tuoba Yi was in a much more relaxed mood, he walked towards his tent, Tuoba Yi looked at Uwei who was walking away, shook his head and sighed, and walked to his tent.

Under a big tree not far from here, a burly man wearing a white tiger skin and a black robe, only leaking a white face, empty eyes, making people feel peaceful, like a man without a trace of water standing under the big tree and looking at the departing figure of Tuoba Yi.

The man in the black robe looked at the departing Tuoba Yi and said, "Patriarch, Xiao Yi, is there really no chance that he will become a barbarian?" ”。

"Alas, the old white pharmacist in the tribe said that Xiao Yi was born with a damaged bone, and the chance of being able to sense brute qi is very small, let alone becoming a barbarian" Tuoba Zhenggang sighed as if he was also lamenting for Tuoba Yi, but when it came to Tuoba Yi's birth, his eyes flashed a few times unconsciously.

"So that's the case, but who will the patriarch choose to go to the war department in three years," the night owl high priest sighed in his eyes, as if he was unwilling.

"Leave it to fate, but I hope Xiao Yi can spend this life in peace."

"Let's hope so, how can we really work hard for so many years? Can you give them a peaceful old age! The night owl high priest seemed to think of something, as if he was asking himself, and as if he was asking Tuoba Zhenggang, his empty eyes and the black robe he was originally wrapped in made the whole person even more melancholy.

Tuoba Zhenggang also thought of it with the High Priest of the Night Stalker, his expression was in a trance, but he quickly recovered and said, "At least didn't we do it, if it's really urgent, it's a big deal to fight with them."

But who will take care of the men, women, and children of the tribe? We can ignore our lives and deaths, but after all, they are defenseless people whose blood is thicker than water! ”。

"The Tuoba clan has not descended since the founding of the clan, life, we are together, death, we are with us" Tuoba is just surging and powerful and powerful.

"Maybe sometimes that's the right choice."

"Okay, now hurry up and send these daily necessities to the tribe, which old ladies in the province are in a hurry" Tuoba Zhengang lowered his chest and comforted.

"No" Night Stalker raised his empty eyes and looked at Tuoba Zhenggang and smiled, and also lowered Tuoba Zhenggang's chest.

Then the figures of the two galloped away in the rain and ran towards Tuoba Yi's tribe.

Tuoba Yi, who returned to his tent, took a look at the furnishings in his tent, which could not be simpler.

In the middle of the small area is a wooden table and stool, on which are placed clay pots and clay cups, and the clay pots are carved with scenes of barbarians hunting.

On the inner wall of the tent hung unknown animal bones and skins, as well as some Tuoba Yi's change of clothes, and at the very edge was Tuoba Yi's sleeping place, a bed made of wooden frames.

Tuoba Yi walked to the side of the wooden bed, pinched the wet clothes on his body, complained a few words, reached out and took the change of clothes on the tent wall, and changed them very quickly, the large and small scars on his body were shocking, some of the scars had formed scars, and some had just scabbed.

Tuoba Yi tossed his wet clothes aside, lay on the wooden bed and muttered to himself looking at the top of the tent.

"In three days, it will be the day of becoming a barbarian, the grandest day in the tribe, but I am not happy at all, I have worked hard for so long, the chance of success is still not great?"

Becoming a barbarian is a day that every barbarian boy must experience, the barbarian opens the seven pores in his body to be blessed by the barbarian god, senses the not very strong brute qi between heaven and earth, cultivates the barbarian technique, flies sand and stones, picks the stars and the moon and is omnipotent, and this passage is still seen by Tuoba Yi on a parchment scroll in the tribe.

Cheng Man must first be able to sense the brute qi between heaven and earth, and then meditate through the tribal totem and open the seven air holes in his body for cultivation.

"Do you want to be a brute for the rest of your life? Will you stay in this tribe until you die of old age? Just when Tuoba Yi was distressed, a noisy voice came from outside.

"Is it the patriarch and the high priest who have returned?".

"Wow, it's delicious again, hehe."

"Quiet everyone, be quiet, let the patriarch finish speaking."

When Tuoba Yi heard that his father had returned, he got out of bed and stopped thinking about it, and hurried outside the tent.

I saw a group of people, men and women, chattering about something around the two of them, and the two people around were Tuoba Zhenggang and the night owl high priest who were under the big tree just now.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, I will hand over everything you want to the medicine lord of the clan, and I will go to the medicine master to get it myself."

"That? , Patriarch, have you bought beauty lotion? I've heard that the girls of the Eagle Clan use this," asked a fat, distant woman.

"Okay, didn't the patriarch say that you should go to the pharmacist and ask? Don't you hurry up," Tuoba was just about to answer, but a strong man with a tiger's back and a beard on his face preemptively spoke.

The woman who spoke gave the man a blank look, snorted, and turned away.

"Hehe, Wutu, you're still so hot-tempered," the night owl laughed.

"Night owl, don't interject, I have something urgent to say to the patriarch," Wu Tu glared at the night owl and replied.

The night owl also glared at Wu Tu, and after a second or two, Wu Tu was frightened by the empty eyes of the night owl, not only hurriedly begged for mercy, "Old night, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, am I wrong?" ”。

Wutu is not afraid of anyone, even Tuoba Zhenggang dares to do it, but he is only afraid that the night owl will leak this kind of look, as if seeing the empty eyes of the night owl is like seeing death from hell.

Because Wu Tu has personally seen how many people the night owl has slaughtered with these two eyes, now that he thinks about it, he has palpitations, if Tuoba had just stopped the night owl at that time, I'm afraid he Wu Tu would not be standing here now.

Tuoba Zhenggang looked at these two people and shook his head, sighing in his heart: "There are only three of us left as the brothers who said that we would create the world together, and we really gave up a lot for this tribe."

"You two, let's go, let's talk slowly in the tent," Tuoba Zhenggang shook his head and smiled.

"Father..." Tuoba Yi just wanted to stop his father and say hello, but when he saw Tuoba and the night owl who didn't look back, Wutu and they walked towards the ceremonial tent.

Seeing this, Tuoba Yi thought that Tuoba Zhenggang should have something urgent, so he stopped bothering Tuoba Zhenggang and turned his head and walked to his tent.

The sky was full of stars, the dark clouds had already dispersed, and the demon beasts that were active during the day in the desert had already hibernated, because it was now a silent killing at night.

The beast oil lamps lit in the tents of the tribes in the desert are like shining fires, which not only dispel the monsters that are eyeing them, but also add an unusual night scene to the desert.

Tuoba Yi in the tent sighed one after another, lying on the bed and tossing and turning, as if he was no longer restless about the upcoming day of becoming a barbarian.

And in a tent not far from Tuoba Yi, the sound of shooting cases continued.

"Bastard, do you really not take the covenant of the War Department seriously?".

"Wutu, is it true that you have found the activities of other tribes on the periphery of the tribe?"

"Patriarch, night owl, there are indeed people from other tribes outside the tribe, and I dare not lie to you?"

The few people in the tent were Tuoba Zhenggang, Night Stalker and Wutu, Tuoba Zhenggang's face was full of anger, and a wooden table had cracked, which showed how angry he was.

"Patriarch, should we deploy in advance, just in case" The Night Stalker said slowly.

"Yes, yes, patriarch, after all, they are still bound by the covenant, and they don't dare to act rashly," Wu Tu looked at Tuoba Zhenggang and comforted.

"This matter, the two of you will do it one by one, and there is this matter that only the three of us know, don't let anyone else know about it first, so as not to cause unnecessary panic" Tuoba was just holding his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps this night, most people are destined to have no sleep.....

The next day, a light pierced the sky, and the less scorching sun shone on the earth, causing the earth to gradually rise in temperature.

"Hah"! Tuoba Yi stretched his waist, rubbed his loose eyelids, and after getting dressed, he washed up briefly, preparing to go to a place that was very important to him.

Tuoba Yi walked with a walk, greeted everyone, walked outside a tent, and took out the sweat and blood grass he had picked up yesterday from his arms, and his face showed a look of joy.

Tuoba Yi opened the door curtain, a strong smell of herbs came to his nose, bitter, spicy and sweet in it, looking up to see that the tent wall was full of all kinds of dried herbs, and there was a short old man sitting in the middle of the tent, and there was a bronze medicine pod in front of the old man, and a trace of green smoke was wafting out of the pod.

"Third master, the sweat and blood grass you wanted, the kid sent it to you."

"Well, where to put it, the Qi Condensing Pill you want is on the table, if it's okay, you can go" The third master, who was called by Tuoba Yi, stared at the medicine tripod in front of him with his eyes, and gave an order to expel the guest with just a few words when Tuoba Yi heard the news.

"Okay, Third Master, that kid will retire first" After Tuoba Yi took the Qi Condensing Pill on the table, he didn't wait for the third master to say anything, and rushed away directly.

Tuoba Yi doesn't care about the arrogance of the third master, because he has long been used to it, and he ignores everything in the tribe that can make the third master raise his head except for the herbs that he is interested in, and the third master is not called the third master, but the title is the same as the medicine master, but he prefers others to call him the third master, and the people in his real name have long forgotten it.

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