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lost the totem, the entire Blackstone tribe lost the foundation of cultivation, everyone's totem blood dissipated, and the Blackstone tribe fell directly to the ninth-level tribe, and since then it has been in a slump!

Hei Ling was highly recognized by the totem, and the totem blood was strong, but this time he lost the totem bloodline, and he directly became a waste from the famous Tianjiao!

Hei Ling's mother died early in childbirth, and his father also died, he himself was originally a celestial pride, but now he has become a waste, which can be described as extremely tragic.

And everyone in the Black Stone Tribe blamed the tribe's experience on Hei Ling's father, so everyone naturally rejected Hei Ling.

To this day, Hei Ling was seriously injured by a palm, and his injuries were not dead, but no one was even willing to lend a hand, he was disheartened and finally died.

Also at the moment of his death, Gu Feng's primordial spirit entered his body and took away his body.

"Since I have taken your body, I will avenge your revenge!"

Gu Feng whispered in his heart at this moment.

There is still a long way to go to practice now, and in the next period of time, with his current identity, he will have to practice in this Blackstone Tribe, and if he wants to practice in the Blackstone Tribe, Hei Ling's identity as a young patriarch must be used well. The current situation is extremely difficult for an ordinary young man, but for Gu Feng, it is not difficult to change.

The most important point is that Hei Ling's parents are gone, and he has no other relatives in this tribe, which makes many things very convenient.

While Gu Feng was cultivating, he helped him solve the hatred and regret in Hei Ling's heart, which was worthy of using his physical body to practice.

"Qiu Hong, I look forward to seeing you and my brother!"

Gu Feng secretly thought in his heart that if he cultivated to recover, he would meet Liang Qiuhong sooner or later in Liangzhou.

Sitting up from the bed, Gu Feng clenched his fists, revealing that his physical body was really too weak, and his cultivation was only in the realm of cohesion. Fortunately, although Gu Feng's Yuan Shen was extremely weak, this was the Yuan Shen of the Yuan Shen Realm martial artist after all, and now after Gu Feng's Yuan Shen was integrated into this body, he directly completely healed the injuries of this body.

At this moment, a voice of surprise came:

"Young master, you're awake!"

I saw an old man with sparse gray hair, a face full of dark spots, and a rickety figure walking in with a bowl of medicinal soup and a look of surprise.

This old man's name is Black Bell.

It was Hei Ling's father who went out to rescue him once, and later became the house slave of Hei Ling's family, and now he is also the only person in the entire Heishi tribe who regards Hei Ling as a young patriarch.

"Hmm!"

Gu Feng said lightly.

Hei Zhong immediately spoke: "Young Patriarch, you don't know, when the old slave brought you back, your breath was gone, fortunately, God has eyes and saved the life of the young patriarch!"

"Good work!"

Gu Feng spoke.

This black bell is absolutely loyal to Hei Ling, Gu Feng has already thought about it in his heart, and is ready to help him.

Listening to Gu Feng's words, Hei Zhong's face kept changing, in his impression, the young master sighed every day, when did he talk to himself like this, could it be that he was beaten stupid?

Hei Zhong sighed at this moment and said, "Young Master, seeing that your injuries have recovered a little, let's go quickly!"

"Let's go?"

Gu Feng's eyes were cold.

"Young Master, if you don't leave, it's too late, this time you almost let the Young Master of Heita be killed, obviously the Great Elder doesn't want us to continue to stay in the tribe, if we continue to stay, I'm afraid it won't be a few days, Young Master, you will have to ......"

The black bell spoke, with a look of lamentation in his eyes.

"I'm not leaving!"

Gu Feng said lightly.

"Young master, don't be stupid, even if we have been hiding in the house, so that the black tower can't find an excuse to attack you, but there are still seven days before the tribal clan competition, this tribal clan competition, everyone has to participate. Those people are hostile to the young master, if the young master doesn't leave, I'm afraid he will die in their hands!"

Hei Zhong said with an ugly face again.

"Clanby?"

Gu Feng's eyes flashed, thinking about it like this, this time the clan comparison was an opportunity.

Hei Zhong said anxiously again: "Yes, young master, we must leave now, while the Great Elder has nothing to say!"

"Black Bell, your waist didn't bend like this before!"

Gu Feng looked at the black bell and spoke.

Hei Zhong was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and sighed and said: "Young master, you should know about this matter, since the death of the patriarch, the people of the tribe have been pricking you and my master and servant, and the old slave was injured by someone once, and since then, his waist has not been able to straighten!"

"It's not just the waist that can't be straightened, it's the heart!"

Gu Feng opened his mouth, looked at Hei Zhong's puzzled appearance, and said: "You chose to bow your head to reality, in the face of those people, you don't even dare to raise your head, Hei Zhong, do you still remember that you are a martial artist who has just entered the Iron Bone Realm!"

"Young master, you ......"

Hei Zhong's gaze changed drastically, the young master in front of him today is simply a different person, how could he say such a thing on weekdays.

Gu Feng walked to the side of the black bell, and his fingers pointed out three times in a row on his back.

"Click......"

The sound of three bones crunching came out.

"Ah......h

Hei Zhong roared in pain, then looked at Gu Feng and said suspiciously: "Young Master, ...... are you?"

"I hope you can straighten your back!"

Gu Feng looked at the black bell and spoke.

Hei Zhong tried, and now his back injury for many years was completely healed, and his waist pole was straight in an instant, but his head still did not rise.

Gu Feng spoke again: "Raise your head, you haven't done anything wrong over the years, if you can't lift it up today, you will never be able to lift it up!"

When Hei Zhong heard this, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at Gu Feng, his gaze was already full of complicated colors.

Is the person in front of him really the young master?

Gu Feng said lightly: "This time, between my life and death, I have been guided by the totem god, and soon I will be proud of the sky again!"

On this grassland, nothing is more convincing than a totem.

And Gu Feng must have had a huge change from the previous Hei Ling, so he must find a reason to dispel everyone's doubts.

"Totem gods?"

When Hei Zhong heard this, his eyes were instantly full of excitement.

He never thought that one day the young master could become a Tianjiao again, and for a while, he was in tears and cried with joy.

For the totem god in Gu Feng's mouth, the black bell is also convinced.

Because in the past, on the grassland, there were people who had the opportunity to get the guidance of the totem god and achieve the legend of the pinnacle, and the young master in front of him could become like this, and he naturally believed in this totem god.

Gu Feng immediately looked at the black bell and spoke: "The totem god has taught me some martial arts, you are loyal to me, today, I will teach you some!"

ps: I'm not in a good state today, my head is swollen, I'll sleep for a while, and the other two will be updated before eleven o'clock!

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