"The treasure of our Qiqi tribe?" Li Yusheng was a little stunned, there were a lot of good treasures of their Qiqi tribe, but there were not many people who could enter the eyes of the people in the Heavenly City, but as Yike said, there was no such thing as the treasure of the Zhenqi clan in his impression.

He looked at Fei Yike's slightly furrowed brows, and immediately asked cautiously, "Fei Lord, I don't know which treasure of the Zhen clan you are talking about?"

According to the records of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Qi Qi is one of the four evils of ancient times, who likes war and kills the main enemy, and his essence and blood hide the ability to retreat from evil. I heard that in ancient times, when the ancestors robbed tombs, they liked to use the blood of the four evils to ward off evil spirits......" Fei Yike explained, and it is unclear what he meant by what he was going to say next.

"What! Your Excellency, you want to be poor in blood!" Li Yusheng said in surprise.

This poor and strange essence blood is the root of the poor and strange tribes, not only their poor and strange tribes, but also the essence blood of ancient fierce beasts in the rest of the seventy-one clans in southern Xinjiang.

Seventy-two tribes are named after ferocious beasts, which dates back to antiquity 10,000 years ago.

It is rumored that in ancient times, fierce beasts were rampant, and mortals survived in various harsh environments, and there was no complete martial arts system and cultivation methods as they do now. Only relying on the brute strength of the body and the sharp weapon in his hand struggled to survive.

However, there are also those who have great wisdom and perseverance among mortals, and they feel that there are also strong and weak beasts, and the top ones are even more fed on other beasts.

As a result, some people learned the habits and characteristics of those top fierce beasts, simulated their fighting forms, and gradually developed the most superficial martial arts, which was also known as the ancient martial arts era at that time.

With the advent of the ancient martial arts era, everyone practiced martial arts, and mortals were no longer the food of the fierce beasts, and the strongest of them could fight against the top fierce beasts without falling behind.

The human race is strong, naturally began to fight, one by one forces began to emerge like mushrooms after a rain, wars make people strong, the ancient martial arts system is becoming more and more perfect, and mortals are getting stronger and stronger, and even more, directly subdued the fierce beasts, like those high celestial people, and took them as substitute mounts.

There were those who pioneered, and naturally there were people who followed suit, and the people of that time were proud to subdue powerful beasts. Mortals are twenty or thirty years old, and it is only thirty or forty years to become the strongest, and the reproduction of fierce beasts is often counted as a hundred years, and it takes a thousand years for the top to reproduce a generation.

War naturally has casualties, and their mounts bear the brunt of it.

Before you know it, the number of fierce beasts gradually decreases, and by the time you realize it, there are already many fierce beasts that have become extinct. Legend has it that the ancestors of the seventy-two tribes are the descendants of some of the strongest, and their tombs are buried together with the fierce beasts under their feet, and they use some extremely special means to make their tombs produce a drop of fierce beast essence blood every once in a while.

The essence blood of these fierce beasts is the key for martial artists to enter the soul condensing realm. If there is no essence and blood as a guide, no matter how talented the talent is against the sky, no matter how perfect the mimic is, he will not be able to enter the soul condensing realm!

However, the essence blood of the fierce beast is not easy to preserve, and only a drop will be produced on the night of the fifteenth full moon of each month. Whenever the essence blood is produced, there will be various battle scenes of the fierce beasts in the ancient martial arts period in the family tomb, and the time lasts for two hours, just like Mu Chen's picture of ten thousand dragons at the bottom of the dragon abyss.

It's just that this effect can't be compared with the Wanlong Diagram at all, Mu Chen has felt it for a few months without interruption, and the scene in the clan tomb is full of calculations, and it is only twenty-four hours in a year.

Every rainy day, the virtual shadow of the scene will become blurred, which will seriously affect the sense of understanding.

It's just that the twelve drops of fierce beast essence blood this year are rarely asked for by outsiders for thousands of years, except for the use of soul condensation by the people of their own clan, so it's no wonder that Li Yusheng is so surprised.

Because for their seventy-two tribes, it can really be regarded as the treasure of the Zhen clan, but for a big man like Tiancheng Fei Yike, this is really nothing.

It's just that there are thousands of things in the world to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, why would Fei Yike only look at the poor and strange blood of their tribe, so he was surprised, but also a little puzzled.

So, Li Yusheng asked tentatively: "It's naturally not a problem for adults to want essence blood, but I don't know how many drops adults need?"

"Hmph, a few drops, old man Li, do you treat me as a flower child!" Fei Yike listened to Li Yusheng finish the previous sentence, and he was still praising his very acquaintance in his heart, and he would come to something, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly said angrily.

"Don't blame me, my lord, the old man made a mistake, I'll give you as much as you need. Li Yusheng immediately changed his words.

"That's pretty much it. Fei Yike's slightly frowning brows gradually eased, making Li Yusheng finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mu Chen, take out your animal skin water bladder!" Fei Yike said to Mu Chen.

When Mu Chen heard this, he immediately opened his coat and took out a brown animal skin water bladder from his waist.

"Old man, fill it up. Fei Yike pointed to the animal skin water bladder in Mu Chen's hand and said lightly.

"What! to fill this water bladder!" Li Yusheng was very surprised, and then continued with a sad face, "Not my lord! My poor tribe only has twelve points of essence blood a year, even if you don't use a drop, it will not be able to hold one-tenth of this water bladder in a hundred years!"

"Then you have as many casual clothes as you have now. Fei Yike said disappreciatively.

"Sister. Mu Chen pulled the corner of Lafei Yike's clothes and called softly.

How important this beast essence blood is to the people of the seventy-two tribes is not at all something that people born in the three cities like Yike can understand. It's a matter of inheritance of a clan.

Listening to Fei Yike's tone, she would not give up if she didn't take all the essence and blood of this poor tribe today.

The essence blood of the fierce beast is the key to entering the Soul Condensing Realm, and the masters of the Mimic Realm and the Soul Condensing Realm are the mainstay of the clan, and the masters of the Shadow Realm and the Transformation Realm are either the patriarchs or the clan elders, and there are many affairs in the clan, and it is the job of these people to teach the martial artists who have refined the four realms of the Qi Realm.

The tribe must have a mimic realm in a year, and there are warriors who urgently need to enter the soul condensation, but the essence blood is limited, and some people want to enter the soul condensation realm, and a drop of blood may not be enough. And a large tribe with tens of thousands of people like the Qiqi tribe must have a greater need for this.

Mu Chen could conclude that the stock of their tribe's essence blood was not as large as that of their Scourge Clan. According to Mu Chen, their Scourge Fighting Clan now has a surplus every year, and it is only worth more than 170 drops. And the essence blood of this poor tribe will definitely not exceed fifty drops.

And this Qiqi tribe did not do anything to delay Mu Chen, although the old man was a little too heavy on himself before, and the death of his senior sister who I had met and was separated from heaven and man forever was also related to this Qiqi tribe, and the loss of his body was done by the grandson of the old man in front of him, but if Fei Yike took all the Qiqi essence blood today, there may not be anything at present, but after a long time, the essence and blood of the Qiqi tribe will not be able to make ends meet, and eventually go into decay, for this kind of thing that breaks the inheritance of people, Mu Chen does not want to do much, this may be because of the same birth of seventy-two tribes。

And Mu Chen knew that Fei Yike was begging for the blood of the poor qi essence like this for himself, after all, the ownerless corpse raising ground was too dangerous, but Mu Chen didn't want to cause the decline of the poor qi tribe because of himself, and he didn't want to be contaminated with this cause and effect