Mo Li looked at Ah Gong with curiosity on his face, and he still didn't know why the history of the Eastern Wilderness was so far, and how vast the Eastern Wilderness was, if he went from the beginning to the end, he was afraid that he would not be able to reach the end in his life.

"Okay, well, then I'll tell Mo'er the story of this Eastern Wilderness tonight!" Ah Gong coughed violently a few times after he finished speaking, took a few sips of bitter wine, and his sunken eyes seemed to gradually emerge a little shiny, shining.

"The Eastern Wilderness is inaccessible, sparsely populated, shady trees, rampant monsters, numerous ethnic groups, vast, how fierce the competition is, and many ancient ethnic groups have long been submerged in the endless river of time!"

"If you want to talk about the Eastern Wilderness, although there are many ethnic groups, they are always inseparable from one word...... Brute!"

"According to rumors in ancient books, the newly opened up Eastern Wilderness gave birth to a barbarian god, the patron saint of the barbarians, not only cultivated to be powerful, but even the barbarians who were founded were also at their peak, making all the tribes worship and be the head of all the races!"

"A generation of barbarian gods has created a barbarian body, and has opened up a unique cultivation system, and this system is just slightly different from today's system!"

Ah Gong stroked his hair lightly, and his sunken eyes revealed the memories of the past, and all of this was only heard from the barbarians of the previous generation, and the authenticity is impossible to verify, but there is no doubt about one thing, the barbarians do have ...... Birth of a barbarian god!

However, now that the barbarians have declined, all the glory can only find traces in the story, like the clouds of the past, vanishing!

"Ah Gong, since there is a deviation between the cultivation system and the current one, what is the difference?" Mo Li's face was puzzled, but he was quite curious in his heart, curious about what kind of difference the cultivation system created by a generation of barbarian gods, so as to create a brilliant and prosperous barbarian!

"The barbarian has a technique, it is a barbarian technique, in addition to the different names of the blood condensation realm, there is also a time to start cultivation, and it must be carried out...... Barbarian Qi!" Ah Gong said in a deep voice, for today's Desolate Ancient Tribe, he is the only one who has received the baptism of Barbarian Apocalypse, and its talents are withered and desolate, which can be imagined!

"Man Qi?!" Mo Li's face was shocked, and the shock was not only what Ah Gong said, but also the thought of the sound that echoed in the bamboo forest cave before.

"Brute!"

"Brute!!"

"Brute...... Enlightenment!!"

Fragmented thoughts hit his head, and everything in the cavern seemed to be a tribe that had been forgotten by history, and this tribe was now reappearing by chance, as if an invisible giant hand was pulling him towards a set route......

"Ah Gong, you tell me about it carefully!" Mo Li became more and more enthusiastic, for Ah Gong, Mo Li has a kind of love from the heart, and he seems to know the family and geography, he can always tell him some bizarre stories, and he can always use the story as a sense of substitution, so that he can appreciate the glory and weakness of the barbarians.

"The Blood Condensation Realm is now divided into four realms after junior high school, but this was undesirable and intolerable in the past!

"The correct division is that the blood coagulation realm needs to condense a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine blood lines on the body, and these nine hundred and ninety-nine blood lines will also be divided into ten layers in total, so the blood coagulation realm is actually ten layers of blood coagulation, and each layer corresponds to the corresponding blood line!"

"The first layer of blood clotting must reach ninety-nine blood lines, the second layer is one hundred and eighty-three blood lines, and the remaining are two hundred and seventy blood lines, three hundred and sixty-two blood lines, four hundred and fifty-four blood lines, five hundred and eighty-nine blood lines, six hundred and ninety blood lines, seven hundred and seventy-seven blood lines, and eight hundred and eighty-eight and nine hundred and ninety-nine blood lines!"

"One is the beginning, nine is the end, three is the middle, and ten is the consummation!" Mo Li chewed carefully on the murmur he had heard, and found that such words were inextricably linked to the division of blood coagulation.

"The first three floors are the early stage, the last three layers are the middle stage, and the last three layers are the late stage, and the last layer is the completion period!

The arrival of an era will eventually be the end of the previous era!

How can this not be the case with people?

"Ah Gong, how can you be brute open?" Mo Li asked the question he was most looking forward to, for this question, he had been bothering him since he came out of the bamboo forest cave, but he had never understood it.

"Barbarian Qi is a body vein that every barbarian clansman has, and Barbarian Qi can allow the ancestors to descend, guide the clansmen, and open the barbarian body, so as to better exert their potential!"

"And it's very simple to open the barbarian, you only need to sit down under the barbarian statue, and there will be a few wisps of the ancestors to descend, so as to open the barbarian body!"

"But the barbarian body has not appeared for a long, long time......"

Ah Gong leaned on the windowsill, the deep and vast starry sky gradually became hazy at this time, the galaxy was dim, the universe was dim, and everything became quiet and quiet.

......

Ah Gong was still talking, but Mo Li, who was sitting upright, didn't know when he was sleepy and fell asleep on the bed, breathing steadily and powerfully, but the pendant around his neck inadvertently flashed a cold halo again.

"Sleep!" Ah Gong walked in front of Mo Li with heavy steps, took off his beast clothes and covered Mo Li's body, his old and withered face showed love, looking at the vast starry sky but couldn't help sighing, he returned to the windowsill again, and drank alone to the moon!

However, for the sleeping Mo Li, he didn't know that Ah Gong also sighed, and now he seemed to have come to a dark space again, and once again walked into the tribe, and saw the clansmen full of corpses and bones, stained with blood, and the thatched huts in the tribe were all in ruins, and not even a living mouth was found.

"No!!" Mo Li roared in his heart, his body exuding his divine sense without hesitation, and then he ran quickly towards the back mountain.

The thin woods were covered with snowflakes, covered in silver, and stretched as far as the eye could see, but in the snow-white grass there were strings of blood that stretched all the way away.

Mo Li's heart was uneasy, and his body ran into the distance like a mad beast again, until he finally stopped suddenly, staring at the empty snow with his eyes bright.

The twisted void seemed to spin into a huge whirlpool at this time, and inside the whirlpool, there were people in black robes galloping away, but in the blood-stained snow, a familiar face with him closed his eyes, no matter how he shouted, there was no response!

He panicked, as if the whole world had collapsed in an instant, smashing the earth and his heart!

The wind, it's even colder!

The snow was falling and blowing into his chest, making his heart as cold as iron and chilling to the bone.

"The heavens are unkind......

The sorrow in his heart, the sharp pain tormented him, and he was suddenly awakened from his deep sleep, and he gasped heavily, and the sweat between his foreheads still flowed down his cheeks, but the fear lingered, and he was puzzled and suspicious.

"Could it be...... Is this true?!"