170 Blessing of the Son of the God of War
The realm in the mouth of the Ninth Master is, of course, the realm of advanced great mastery. Both of them know how difficult it is to advance from a small master to a big master, and among these old acquaintances, Lao Liu is the first to advance, but people have a big opportunity in the vast mountains, which no one can compare.
Now that Liu Lao's apprentice has also come to Cangmanshan Mountain, is history going to repeat itself again?
"I have a little doubt now, Flowing Fire didn't show such a strong strength in the early stage of entering the Vast Mountain, but he was passively beaten everywhere... How did he come out of his life in such a short period of time?"
The Ninth Master's question was very sharp, which reminded Lord Feng of the information when Liuhuo had just entered the mountain. At that time, the spies of the War Bear Tribe had already discovered an awakened person who had been hunted down by countless tribes, and Lord Feng sent someone to rescue the drifting fire.
It's a pity that the depths of the Vast Mountains are not the sphere of influence of the Dark Ones, and at present, they can only achieve mutual non-aggression, and as for the influence, they can not be counted at all.
Lord Wind wanted to send someone to save him, but unfortunately it was too late, and the information showed that the Drift Fire had disappeared into the area beyond the reach of the information.
These days, Lord Feng has been emotionally unstable, always worried about the safety of the fire. But today, this information makes him very happy and proud.
"You don't have to think too much, Flowing Fire is kind by nature, and he won't kill if he isn't forced to do so... Have you forgotten the history of the fire? Without desperate external suppression, he will pull the mountain to stand on his own? Will he turn against the Creation Gate?"
"Don't talk about the fire, Lao Liu is also that virtue, if they don't rush it, they won't bite at all..."
The ninth old man looked into the distance with a faint look in his eyes, "Half of the temper of the flowing fire is like the old willow, but the other side is also like you... Liu Lao's temperament is to let it go, but if you can't let it go, you fight back, and you are a toad who pinched out the character of soaking urine..."
"Over the years, I have observed Liuhuo and found that although he is weak on the outside, he is very kind and knows how to back down... These are the credits of Lao Liu. But his heart is too much like yours, after all, it's your son..."
"Flowing fire can take one step back, two steps, three steps. But once he fights back, he will have to take ten steps, and he is extremely crazy, and he is a virtue with you..."
"In Dawang City, this kid dares to raise the head flag... The heads of 600 awakened people, stringed into 60 flags, a parade full of water. It is said that in the end, the heads were piled together and a 'enemy chieftain' was built, which was hated by all the people..."
"A few days ago, he led his troops to Wild Horse City, killed more than a dozen awakened people in a row, and cut off a few of the people who provoked them... Tsk, this ruthlessness is really like you..."
Lord Feng was also a little speechless, and looked down at the information carefully, and found that this was really the case. The means of fighting the giants with flowing fire are also cruel enough.
Thousands of acres of dense forests are said to be burned, but isn't this about starving those tribes to death? Blowing up mountain ranges, causing mudslides, and rocky rain to attack the enemy, and flooding the three armies...
"Damn, this kid really has my style..."
The ninth master pushed open the door, looked at the mountains in the distance, and sighed.
"Can be forbearing, but ruthless enough... This kid is really a person who does big things..."
It's not just the two of them who are discussing the flowing fire, but now there are a group of new guests in the vast city, who are also discussing the flowing fire.
It turned out that ten days after Liuhuo left the Vast City, Yun Shayue escorted supplies to the front line, accompanied by Jade Qilin and Li Feiyang.
This is a gathering of heroes, these people haven't been together for ten years, and now they are all in the vast city.
No matter how filthy everyone has in their hearts, they are all in the same vein of creation, and this little bit of face work still needs to be done. A feast was held in the vast city, countless rare birds and beasts were cooked and served on the table, and Shi Zhongxing also became a kind elder, raising his glass to toast everyone.
The banquet was eaten in the middle of the night, and during the banquet, everyone, including Shi Zhongxing, felt the changes in the Jade Qilin and Li Feiyang, which was a very strange feeling.
These two arrogant people have actually learned to be modest and low-key, and even polite?
What's the situation, the jade unicorn actually learned to say thank you to the maid?
What's going on, Li Feiyang actually picked up the food that fell out of the plate and ate it?
Hou Wen and Shi Meng are going crazy, could these two people have been stolen for souls?
It's not just them who feel weird, in fact, Yun Shuyue has already felt the weirdness of the two of them along the way. The two young masters would actually help set up camp?
Ten years is indeed a reincarnation, but I didn't expect to be able to make them change so much.
At the banquet, Shi Zhongxing asked them the purpose of coming to Cangmang Mountain. Li Feiyang was very frank and clearly told everyone that he just wanted to find some magic weapons for cultivation, and the Jade Qilin came with him.
And at this time, a mouthy general, one sentence made the banquet cold.
"Oops... If only the two of you had come a few days earlier, you would have been able to enter the mountain with Lord Driftfire..."
Good guy, Hou Wen's eyes were about to kill at that time, staring at that general and wanting to tear him alive. Don't you know that these big mouths are mortal enemies?
When they reach a wild and disorderly place like the Vast Mountain, if they meet it, it will be endless.
Shi Meng was also angry enough, and glanced at his hands with his eyes, and scolded vigorously in his heart.
Only Shi Zhongxing smiled faintly, "If you two can come a few days earlier, you can really get together with Flowing Fire..."
The scene was not embarrassing for a long time, and Jade Qilin and Li Feiyang toasted everyone one after another, and they still said regret in their mouths. Looking at that expression, it's really a pity.
It is estimated that they regretted that they did not track the traces of the flowing fire.
No matter how grand the banquet is, there is a moment to end, and when the jade qilin and Li Feiyang returned to the small courtyard where they lived, Yun Shaoyue suddenly came from behind.
"Tomorrow, I'll go into the mountain with you two..."
After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving the confused two people behind.
In fact, Hou Wen and Shi Meng's worries are superfluous, the vastness of the vast mountain is unimaginable to ordinary people, not to mention that it has been almost a month since the fire entered the mountain, and the probability of encountering each other is basically zero.
After figuring this out, Shi Meng didn't bother to punish the biased general anymore, and let him sweep the toilet for three days.
Liuhuo didn't know that there were so many people out there who were thinking about him, and he was now receiving offerings from a small tribe like an uncle in the vast mountains.
It turned out that when the various tribes raised the white flag, Driftfire was determined to establish contact with these giants. There's no way, Liuhuo is lost now, let alone looking for spirit beasts and the God of War Altar, even if he goes home, he doesn't know how to go.
Flowing Fire didn't know that he now had the title of the son of the god of war, and he didn't know if he could get the help of the giants in the tribe, after all, he had killed a lot of giants.
However, when he cautiously approached a small tribe with wild horses as totems, the reaction of the tribesmen was unexpected.
Hundreds of adult giants, led by the patriarch and the priest, prostrate outside the village, respectfully inviting the fire into the village.
The genes of the vast giants who worship the strong have been imprinted in the bone marrow, and as long as they believe that you are strong, they will not have any revenge at all.
Joke, you are not as good as someone who was killed, you can only learn from him, respect him, why do you want to take revenge boringly? From this point of view, the nature of the giant is very similar to the red-scaled people on the grassland.
Flowing Fire has dealt with the Red Scale People a lot, and now that these giants are similar in nature to the Prairie People, they are relieved.
That night, a roaring bonfire was lit. Countless tribesmen sang and danced around the fire, and a huge leather bag filled with fruit wine, I don't know how the giants made it, these fruit wines were actually about the same degree as grain wine, and they were as strong.
Liuhuo sat on the most honorable throne, surrounded by the company of the patriarch and the priest, gulping down wine and eating large pieces of meat, and only in this way can the wild meat of the vast mountains be eaten in order to taste and eat the heroic taste.
Shi Meng's chef really spoiled these good things.
The barbecue and liquor made the fire of the wind and food slept hard.
Just as Liuhuo was chatting with the people around him, suddenly a tall giant woman knelt down in front of Liuhuo with a newborn baby in her arms, trembling and praying for the blessing of Liuhuo.
At that time, Liuhuo was a little dumbfounded, this giant who knelt down and was taller than he was standing actually prayed to himself for blessings? And the baby, who had only been born for a short time, was about the size of a mortal four or five years old.
At this time, the men and women of the entire tribe fell silent, and they all looked at the flowing fire with expectant eyes. Liuhuo was a little at a loss, he didn't know what he was going to do, and in the end, he was sacrificed to help him solve his doubts.
"Dear son of the god of war, if you feel that this child has the potential to become a warrior, please use the blood on your index finger to tap on his forehead, so that your noble blood can protect this child for the rest of his life... Moreover, this child will also become your lifelong guard, and he will never leave him..."
Flowing Fire was a little surprised, what did you say? I will take a child with a little blood? I will take all your tribes with me?
Liuhuo was a little hesitant, but looking at the poor woman lying on the ground, it seemed that she had mustered up the courage to dare to hold the child and come to Liuhuo's side, and her trembling body proved the fear in her heart, she was really afraid that Liuhuo would say the word no.
Liuhuo is a little soft-hearted, forget it, just comfort and comfort her, and it can be regarded as not drinking other people's wine in vain. Flowfire stood up and walked over to the woman's side. The woman hurriedly lifted the child aloft in the air, expecting the blessing of the son of the god of war.
Liuhuo looked at the child carefully, and there was a faint white light in his hand, and under the caress of the white light, Liuhuo had a bottom in his heart.
"No wonder they say that giants are born swordsmen, just born children, there is actually a layer of vitality film covering the body, and then look at the children of mortals, it is good to find one potential among the hundreds"
Flowing Fire bit his index finger open with his teeth and gently touched the baby's forehead. At that moment, the entire tribe erupted in cheers like a mountain and a tsunami.
The excited giants began to sing and dance again, more wine was served, and the dense drums began to beat again. Those wooden drums and leather drums made strong notes in the hands of the giants, pushing the atmosphere of the whole party to the end*.
During this period, more than a dozen women brought their children to ask for the blessing of the fire, and the fire did not refuse, anyway, the wound on the finger was not healed, and there was blood.
However, when the fire was lit by the tenth child, a strange idea suddenly appeared in his head.