The sun is rising, and the sky is full of red clouds.

It's been two days, and Aomine finally came to his senses, looking at his bright and clear eyes, that bloody night of killing didn't seem to exist, and there were no side effects of killing stars.

Everything is over, and the wolf tribe is ready to migrate.

After this turmoil, the original camp has been destroyed, and the totem pole has also been destroyed by Qingfeng. Migration is undoubtedly the best choice for the wolf tribe. Such a tribe of dozens of families wants to disappear wherever you go.

And before that, Qingfeng has to take the first step.

"Feng'er, in the future, you will go to the big tribe and learn stronger skills! When you leave home, you must be like a man, responsible, wise, and courageous! The tribe cannot give you a strong thorn pattern, but the inheritance of your ancestors must not be forgotten!"

Looking at the serious and solemn frost black, Qingfeng's little face was also extremely serious.

Here, there are only two people, Shuangwu and Qingfeng, in the early morning of the rising sun, a dialogue between father and son.

"The ancestors of the people: Heaven and earth have yin and yang, and demons are divided into them. People are in the yin, the soul is full and the body is weak, the demon is in the yang, the body is healthy and the soul is scattered. Therefore, people use demon souls to refine their bodies, and demons take away people's souls to strengthen their gods. Heaven and earth are always there, and shemales are always fighting. Humans and demons are the two protagonists of heaven and earth. Between the two, there are constant disputes, and if we practice tattoos, we will inevitably damage the demon spirits, and if the demon spirits want to live forever, they will inevitably damage human beings. In order to survive, we have to become stronger, otherwise, we will only end up being swallowed by the demons!"

Shuangwu spoke eloquently, teaching Aomine the mantra to memorize, and explaining the meaning to him. In this kind of torch transmission, the wisdom and experience of the ancestors are integrated into Aomine's mind bit by bit.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, hundreds of millions of miles apart, and they will not come in a hundred years. The sky covers all over the world, the earth contains eight wildernesses, and there are countless blessed lands in Lingshan. The world is so big that countless living beings have exhausted their life's energy and gone far beyond the territory, but they will never find the edge of this world. There is the boundless Stygian Sea in the north, the Spiritual Sea in the east, the Boundless Sea of Fire in the south, and the Blood Domain and the Heavenly Spine in the west. Among the four directions, it is the foundation of living beings, with rivers and rivers, countless mountains and mountains, and boundless fertile plains.

"Tattoo together, all beings spend together. People cultivate their bodies, demons replenish their souls, attack each other, and make up for their shortcomings. The path of cultivation is long. Lines, arrays, dans, soldiers, and so on. Between heaven and earth, there are countless tribes, clans, and sects, and the stars are scattered in all corners of the world, fighting against demons all the time. They follow their own paths, each follow their own path, and their own reproduction and destiny are linked. ”

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A full morning passed, and Qingfeng finally remembered all the "ancestral trainings" in his mind. It is conceivable how much bloody exploration it took to form the understanding of the world that human beings have today. This amount of information is too large, enough for Aomine to digest for a long time.

In the afternoon, it is the teaching of martial arts.

In fact, it has become a symbolic ritual, and as a descendant of the wolf tribe, Aomine must be integrated into the clan's torch inheritance. However, Qingfeng is gone, and the return period is long, and it is really difficult to be taught.

However, Frost Wu still taught very seriously, so engrossed that he seemed to have forgotten parting.

"'Five steps and three pounces' is the basic skill of wolf tattooing. The so-called 'five steps' means that the wolf's limbs and tail are reversed, and in battle, the wolf moves and shifts its limbs to advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and maintains a balance with one tail to maintain the rhythm of the battle. The so-called 'three pounces', which means 'rushing', 'feintting', and 'jumping pounce', are the three basic moves summed up in the battle of the wolf. ”

"Every person with a wolf tattoo is practicing 'five steps and three pounces' in the ink stage. The 'Five Steps' practice is used to train the body and familiarize yourself with the rhythm of battle, while the 'Three Flutters' practice is used to exercise strength, the 'Rush Pounce' exercises the endurance of strength, the 'Feint' exercises the control of strength, and the 'Jumping Pounce' exercises the explosiveness of strength. ”

"In this way, from the ninth grade of tattoos to the first grade of tattoos, it is necessary to practice the 'five steps and three flutters' for months to decades. This set of basic skills, practiced solidly, also has the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, and has an extraordinary effect on understanding the battle. ”

As he spoke, Shuangwu jumped back, opened the distance, and was about to demonstrate to Qingfeng.

Looking at it again, he was already slightly arched at the waist, his hands were clawed, his eyes were condensed and shining, his form and spirit were one, and Huo Huoran appeared like a fierce wolf.

Hands and feet moved, the body teleported, rushed out of Xu Yuan in a churn, slammed into the ground, and pounced out.

Roar!

With a terrifying roar, Frost Wu jumped high, his fists roared out like a double dragon out of the sea, and for a while he flew sand and stones, only to see a boulder not far away, which burst out with a bang.

Qingfeng was suddenly shocked, the boulder weighed a thousand catties, and it was actually shattered by a single blow! Is this the "rush" in the "three pounces"? The power is really powerful!

The air was suddenly filled with dust, but the frost black movement did not stagnate.

As soon as Pu landed, he leaned forward, as if he had the intention of continuing to kill, and as soon as he handed it over with a single fist, the diffuse dust suddenly expanded and discharged, and the fist wind was impressive, and the killing intent was strong. Just as Qingfeng was looking forward to it, Shuangwu suddenly turned his palm and closed his fist, and forcibly withdrew the powerful punch. The back and forth fist wind stirred, and the dust was stirred up.

"Feint"! Qingfeng was suddenly shocked.

Closing his fist and hiding his abdomen, Frost Wu turned slightly sideways, and the iron fist came out against the wind again, slamming on the air wall, the air was like a sword, and a deep ravine was suddenly cut on the ground. Between square inches, the explosive power is as strong as this!

"Jump!"

A set of boxing techniques is like a cannonball baptism, and manpower can really reach such a point!

Sighing, Qingfeng felt that the action was not complicated, but the details were complicated, like a wolf suddenly rushing between the surges, and it seemed to be a wolf's kiss in the whistling, if you want to really use the subtlety, you still need to practice hard.

"Feng'er, do you remember?"

Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, Frost Wu's movements were clean and neat, he could learn it once and for all.

"I'll fight again, look!"

As he spoke, Shuangwu put on a posture again and walked through the show.

"Do you see clearly?"

Aomine replied vaguely.

"Come on, I'll take a look!"

With that, Frost Crow stepped aside and gave the place to Aomine. There was no way, Qingfeng had to bite the bullet.

"Wait, it's not right here. The waist sinks~!"

"Yes, yes! continue~"

"Stop! Maintain this movement and don't move, pay attention to bending your knees here, and the next movement will be coherent......

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In this way, Frost Crow accompanies Aomine until sunset. The red glow sprinkled on the bodies of the two people, on the grassland, very small. Qingfeng's movements were crooked, and he had to be supported by Shuangwu.

"Feng'er, you are the greatest hope of the wolf tribe! outside, you must work hard and not live up to the expectations of the clan!"

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At dusk, the north wind howls.

Now, Aomine is about to leave the tribe, waking up from a coma, symbolically accepting the tribal inheritance for a day, and then leaving. After all, the time for the blood sacrifice to cover the aura of Qingfeng Jiupin Spirit and Flesh is limited, only a short year, a year's time, in the vast and boundless sea of grass, they have to cross half of the sea of grass, and the time is very urgent.

"Young chief!" the old woman's voice sounded, and she saw an elderly woman holding a package of animal skins in her hand, slowly walked out, handed the package to Qingfeng, and said: "Qingfeng baby, this is the air-dried meat prepared by our people, you take it! When you come back, our clansmen will set the wine for you, and you will become a young man by then, so you don't want to live up to the expectations of your clansmen!"

"Yes, young chief, we are still waiting for you to come back! At that time, our tribe will also have a strong man who is strong and godly!haha~"

"Young chief, don't grieve yourself when you go out! Whoever dares to bully you, you will kill him, the people of our wolf tribe have nothing to fear!"

"Young Chief, when your tattoo is successful, do you remember to let the ghost tell us! We are still waiting for your good news!"

Clansmen, you say a word, I say a word, I'm afraid that Qingfeng won't hear it, and the voice is so loud that it is buzzing.

Qingfeng held the bulging package in his hand, looked at these excited and inexplicable clansmen, swept past the wounded and plastered in the middle of the crowd, and remembered the protection that swore to death again and again, and a responsibility seemed to rise in his heart, and it was heavy.

He puffed up his breath and tried hard to let the clansmen hear his immature voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down! I will take care of myself, I will protect myself, I will become very strong, come back to protect everyone, and strengthen our wolf tribe! You can rest assured!"

"Don't worry!

The crowd responded one after another, watching Aomine's thin body roaring with all his might, and his eyes were a little sour.

"Feng'er, you must work hard when you go out to study art this time! God has given you the qualification of the Nine Grades, which is your favor and a great test. You Huang said, even if you have a strong tattoo, if you can't catch the demon spirit that covets your soul when you advance to the next level, you can only have more possibilities to survive if you work hard and work hard! No matter who you serve, they will be your barrier to survive the disaster, outsiders can't be like your people, they will not spare their lives for you, only if you are stronger and more valuable, they will protect you more fully! Therefore, you must work hard, even if you have nine tattoos, you must also work hard! If you don't work hard, there will be no way to live! Do you understand?"

Shuangwu admonished with good intentions, full of unease. Leaving a six-year-old child to another tribe is impossible for any parent to reassure them, and if there is the slightest way, Frost Wu will never want to do so.

"Feng'er, you don't have any tattoos yet, and your body is weak. On the way there, you should pay attention to the cold and warmth. Without your mother by your side, you must take care of yourself, don't be hungry, don't freeze, and rest when you're tired......"

As she spoke, Hanyue was already choked up a little. Qingfeng's nose was also slightly sore, so he could only gently hug Hanyue's neck and comfort her in a whisper.

On the side, Brother Feng and Aunt Yue hugged each other, and they also wanted to hug on their tiptoes.

Aomine turned around and wordlessly kissed Red Aya's face, looking at her for a long time, as if he wanted to engrave this appearance in his mind. When we meet again, I'm afraid that Hong Aya is already slim!

"Let's go back, let's go back......"

Turning his head, Aomine waved his hand at the crowd. Looking at the crowd who didn't move, he could only grit his teeth, turned his back first, looked at the secluded fence, and signaled to go.

With a sigh, he took Qingfeng's hand and was about to turn around and leave.

Behind him, looking at Qingfeng's back that was about to go away, many people were in a low mood. These days, everyone is born and dies, as if they have developed a deep affection for Aomine.

Seeing that Qingfeng was leaving, the red silk let go of the corner of Hanyue's clothes, staggered a few steps to catch up with Qingfeng, and wanted to go with Qingfeng. Where did she think Aomine was going to play......

Aomine stopped, looked back at the innocent red aya, and his originally resolute heart seemed to be shaken a little.

"Red Aya, come back!" called Cold Moon, bending down. Red Aya grabbed Aomine's hand and looked at the cold moon, motionless under her feet.

"Red Aya, let's go back! Brother Feng is not going to play, I can't take you!" Qingfeng shook his hand and coaxed Red Aya softly.

But today, Hongya didn't know why, and suddenly became disobedient. Grabbing Aomine's hand, his eyes were full of hazy tears, and he looked at him.

"Hey!"

Aomine let out a long sigh, his heart softened, and he didn't know what to do.

Seeing that Hong Aya was holding Qingfeng for a long time and not letting him leave, the crowd was silent, and he didn't know what to do. In the end, Han Yue could only calm down and stepped forward to hold Red Aya in his arms.

All of a sudden, Hong Aya cried out with a "wow", struggling in Hanyue's arms, pointing at Qingfeng with her little finger, no matter how cold the moon coaxed, it was useless.

Aomine looked at the crying red aya, gritted his teeth fiercely, and coldened his heart. Shaking his head, he drank sullenly: "Go!"

In the midst of an empty world, Red Aya's sad cry seemed to come far from the sky, making Aomine's heart cramp for a while. Until Aomine walked far away, she still wanted to run out to catch up. After a long time, it was not until she was tired of crying that she choked and fell asleep.