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The Black Stone Tribe, in the felt tent of the Great Elder Black Crow.

"Father, I don't understand, why do you have to want that Hei Ling's corpse, that Hei Ling is just a waste, if he dies, he will die, what is the use of his corpse!"

Heita looked at an old man with pigtails, dark skin, and a nose ring in front of him, and spoke.

"Ta'er, you don't understand, although that Hei Ling has lost his totem bloodline, but his blood has been the highest recognition of my tribe's black stone totem after all, it is definitely not comparable to the blood of ordinary people, its blood is extracted and refined into blood wine, it will definitely help his father break through his cultivation, and then the black gold and black wood will no longer be the opponents of his father, and his father can become the new patriarch of this black stone tribe!"

Hei Wu smiled with a little coldness in his eyes.

"Congratulations to the child, father, once the father ascends to the position of patriarch, the child will be the young patriarch, and when the time comes, the identities of Hei Xin and Hesse will no longer be as good as the child!"

When Heita heard this, he immediately spoke excitedly.

Hei Wu immediately smiled and said: "Not only that, but the blood wine father will also leave you some, and then your cultivation will directly break through to the first entry into the Golden Treasure Realm, so that Hei Xin and Hesse will never be as good as you, and you can also be a blockbuster in the tribal competition!"

The black black old man has a son, and he is very doting on his son.

"Thank you, Father!"

When Heita heard this, he immediately spoke excitedly.

And at this moment, a voice came from the outside world:

"Master!"

Seeing the wrinkled face of the situation, Hei Wu immediately smiled: "Enter!"

But I saw that the black eagle walked in with an ugly expression.

"Black Eagle, where's Hei Ling's corpse?"

Heita was very urgent in his heart, and immediately spoke.

Black Hawk's face was even more ugly: "Young master, I ......"

"What's going on?"

The black black old man came to become a refinement, and he could see at a glance that something had changed in this matter.

"That Hei Ling, he didn't die at all!"

Black Hawk spoke.

Heita's eyes were full of surprise: "What? not dead, how is this possible, when I left that day, I looked back, and he was obviously dead without breath!"

"Young master, it's true, this Hei Ling is indeed not dead, today he walked out of the felt tent, everyone saw it, the villain would never dare to lie!"

Black Hawk explained again.

"This ......"

Heita's eyes changed, and then he said: "He is not dead, he must be seriously injured, a few of you will shoot, it is not easy to kill him!"

"Young master, you don't know, this Hei Ling has become a little different from before!"

Thinking of Gu Feng's strong drink before, Black Eagle still felt a little emotional.

"What's the difference? What's the difference? Is his brain broken by me?"

When Hei Ta heard this, he was even more puzzled, this Hei Ling had already fallen willingly, how could there be any sudden change!

"No, he seems to be smarter than before, and ......"

Immediately, Black Eagle told the story of the day from beginning to end without missing a single point.

When Heita heard this, his eyes kept changing, and then he looked at Hei Wu, who had not spoken: "Father, you see ......"

"You go out first, Hei Ling, you don't have to pay attention to it for the time being!"

Black Crow spoke to Black Hawk.

"Yes, master!"

Black Hawk's words fell, and he turned to leave.

"Father, this kid is too weird, he didn't die, he even became smart!"

Blacktower couldn't help but speak.

"This kid may have got a big opportunity!"

The black black spoke, his eyes full of blazing color.

"Big chance?"

Blacktower was a little puzzled.

The light flashed in the black black eyes, and he said: "There have been some people, by chance, who have been guided by the totem gods, and they have soared into the sky like this, according to the description of the black eagle, this Hei Ling is very likely to have been guided by the totem gods!"

"This, father...... Is this true?"

The Black Tower was a little surprised, this totem god, but a mysterious and mysterious thing, only exists in legends.

"I'm not sure for being a father, but if it's true, it's cheaper for us!"

The black black eyes shimmered.

A martial artist who is too low in cultivation doesn't know about the totem gods, but he's heard of it.

In less than half a day, this Hei Ling's temperament has changed greatly, and the black bell has also healed from his old injuries for many years, all of which reveal weirdness.

He directly ignored that someone was pretending to be Hei Ling, because Hei Ling was now a waste in this Blackstone tribe, his status was extremely low, and the Blackstone tribe was the lowest level of the ninth-level tribe, who would pretend to be Hei Ling.

And with the cultivation of Hei Wu, who is just entering the Qi Gathering Realm, he doesn't know about the earth-shattering supernatural power of the third step of the Yuan Shen Seizure.

"Father, what does that mean?"

Blacktower spoke in confusion.

The light in Hei Wu's eyes was even brighter: "If he is guided by the totem god, it must be a huge creation, and we can take his creation and belong to our father and son!"

Heita was even more excited and said: "Father, then we ......"

"Do you want more than one brother?"

A glint flashed under the black black eyes.

"Brother?"

Heita was stunned for a moment, and then said with some complaints: "Father, you said that you won't be sorry for your dead mother, but I didn't expect that you secretly hooked up with other women in the clan, and you have a son, I ......"

"Bang!"

When Hei Wu heard this, he was so angry that he patted it directly on Heita's head, looked at Heita's aggrieved appearance, and scolded angrily: "You idiot, for your father, you want to accept Hei Ling as your righteous son!"

"Yoshiko?"

When Heita heard this, he suddenly said: "Father, you mean ......?"

"That's right!"

......

In Gu Feng's felt tent.

"Seven days later, there are three of the strongest among them!"

At this moment, Gu Feng sat cross-legged, and a look of thought flashed in his eyes.

Now, if you want to gain a firm foothold in this Blackstone tribe and facilitate your cultivation with peace of mind in the future, you must first experience this tribe clan comparison.

Hei Ling is only eighteen years old, and he wants to participate in the younger generation under the age of thirty.

Among the younger generation, there are three people who have the strongest cultivation.

The Great Elder's son, the Black Tower, has cultivated to the Iron Bone Great Perfection!

Hei Xin, the son of the second elder, cultivated to be iron-clad and consummated!

Heilin, the son of the three elders, cultivated to the iron-bone small consummation!

Although the cultivation of Gu Feng's physical body is only in the Cohesion Realm, with Gu Feng's comprehension of martial arts and the help of the Yuan Shen now, it is not difficult for this physical body to cultivate to the Iron Bone Realm, and even the Golden Treasure Realm within seven days.

Thinking that Gu Feng began to run the Dragon Turtle Tuo Tiangong!

In the blink of an eye, the night has passed!

In the early morning, the sunlight passed through the gap in the curtain of the felt tent and fell on Gu Feng's face.

"Whew!"

Gu Feng opened his eyes and let out a long breath, at this moment, there was already a metallic light on his skin.

In just one night, Gu Feng broke through the Cohesion Realm and reached the Copper Skin Realm!

Six days left, that's enough!

And at this moment, a loud laugh came:

"Hei Ling's nephew, your Uncle Hei Wu has come to see you!"

(End of chapter)

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