Chapter 9: The Essence of the Brute Spirit
"Is he the boy who is going to break through the barbarian god trial?" Ah Rong looked at Wang Man curiously, and he was not as shy as an ordinary woman, and he was generous.
Then, she was Ying Ying and put the wine jar on the table, like the men in the tribe, Ah Rong also had a bow and arrows and a knife above her waist, but she was much more delicate.
However, Wang Man didn't dare to underestimate it at all, he could feel that this woman was not simple, she must be a strong person who had condensed her ancestral skills, and whoever despised her because she was a woman would definitely fall into the frieze.
At this time, Hao Jiu also took a few large cups, walked out from behind the wooden door, and put them on the table one by one, causing Ah Rong to look at them.
He smiled for a long time, and he didn't care.
Ah Rong snorted lightly, and then slapped the mud seal open.
Suddenly, a smell of wine permeated.
Wang Man and Guan Zhongshi's eyes lit up, it was indeed a good wine! This mellow fragrance alone had already shown its charm.
In addition to hospitality, the barbarian tribe is also a must-make wine, and one way for them to greet guests and express their enthusiasm is to take out their home-brewed wine.
Rushing~~
The turquoise and transparent wine, under the control of Ah Rong Qianqian's jade fingers, was poured into the wine glass very precisely from the wine jar.
"Good wine!"
As soon as the little stone man moved, he jumped onto the table, held the large wine glass in both hands, and drank it all into his stomach with a slump, and finally sighed in admiration.
Everyone laughed, this little guy still spoke with the smell of milk, and the result was such a serious praise for good wine.
Wang Man also drank a glass, the green and transparent wine, as soon as it entered his abdomen, it turned into a stream of heat and spread to the limbs, he could feel that in this drink, there was a strange energy, which could actually improve his cultivation.
Of course, what is more precious is its mellow and delicious taste.
Wang Man only felt that the aftertaste was endless.
"In two days, the trial of the barbarian gods will begin. This time, how do you grasp it?" said to the stone in the pipe.
"I have a lot of confidence, Wang Man is much stronger than the people I brought over before. Guan Zhongshi said solemnly.
"Hehe, I feel the same way. Wang Man's strength, in the realm of metamorphosis, can indeed be regarded as reaching an extreme. Ah Changmu glanced at Wang Man with a smile, and his eyes flashed with wisdom.
The patriarch's words made Ah Rong next to him look at Wang Man again.
"Xiaoyou, you entered the barbarian god trial this time, in addition to looking for the spirit bead, I also want to ask you for one thing, after the matter is completed, our clan should be grateful. A Changmu said to Wang Man.
"Please also ask the patriarch to elaborate, as long as the younger generation can do it, he will not refuse. Wang Man was slightly stunned, and then said briskly.
"Hehe, that's a long story. Alimu said, "The Barbarian God Trial, in three thousand years, the difficulty suddenly soared, so that in the past three thousand years, no one in our barbarian god tribe has ever obtained the barbarian god inheritance. ”
"In the inheritance of the barbarian gods, there is an important thing that is necessary for the cultivation of our barbarian god tribe, without that kind of thing, its cultivation effect will be greatly reduced. ”
"Therefore, for thousands of years, our barbarian god tribe, because without the help of that kind of thing, the probability of producing a strong person is getting smaller and smaller. Alimu sighed as he said this.
In his eyes, there was a feeling of worry, if he couldn't break through the barbarian god trial and get such an urgent thing, he was afraid that their barbarian god tribe would decline.
This is also the reason why the Alimu patriarch will agree to Guan Zhongshi to bring people to the barbarian god trial. Hopefully, with the help of other people, we can get something like that.
"What's that important thing?" Wang Man asked curiously.
"Brute Divine Blood!" Alimu paused, spitting out these words.
"The ancestor of my barbarian god tribe is a generation of great power that penetrates the heavens and the earth, and the specific age of its existence is unknown, but its power is beyond doubt. ”
Alimu said slowly: "He left the barbarian god trial, and placed his essence blood in it, as a reward for those who cleared the customs, in order to inspire our descendants to work hard to cultivate, but unfortunately, we are useless, three thousand years, no one can pass that level." ”
"As long as the juniors can break through, they will definitely bring out the blood of the barbarian spirit. Wang Man said solemnly.
"Haha, good, good. Alimu stroked his beard and laughed.
"The trial of the barbarian gods, it will take two days before it will begin, you are the distinguished guests of my tribe, according to the custom, you must be invited to the tribe's bonfire party at night, you must come." Then, the Alimu patriarch said with a smile.
"Don't dare to disobey. Guan Zhongshi smiled.
At night, in the basin where the barbarian tribe is located, bonfires are blazing.
Many of the people of the Barbarian God Tribe came here and greeted Wang Man and the others warmly.
The crowd in the field was densely packed, around the bonfire, dancing a primitive and wild dance, laughter and laughter, extremely lively,
Wang Man and Guan Zhongshi, as distinguished guests, were surrounded by a large group of strong men, and they all came up with wine jars to pour wine.
In this regard, the two could only smile bitterly, and then the one who came did not refuse. Quite a hearty sip to drink.
This made a burst of cheers in the field, and many beautiful tribal girls also cast appreciative glances at Wang Man.
"Are you Wang Man, I, Ah Meng, of the Barbarian God Tribe, want to challenge you. ”
At this moment, a tall young man squeezed out of the crowd and said loudly to Wang Man.
Wang Man couldn't help but look at him, this Ah Meng, a head taller than ordinary people, with a bow and arrows at his waist and hips, and a long knife, in Wang Man's eyes, those two weapons were more powerful than others.
The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and they all looked at Ah Meng.
Ah Rong walked over from a distance and frowned, "Ah Meng, Wang Man is a distinguished guest of our tribe, how can you challenge him at the party to welcome him?"
Ah Meng saw Ah Rong, subconsciously took a step back, seemed to be a little afraid of the former, and then said stubbornly: "I don't accept it, why is it not me who can carry out the barbarian god trial, but him, I think I can win against him." ”
Boom!
Ah Meng pulled out the long knife at his waist, the tip of the knife flashed sharply, and said to Wang Man: "Do you dare to accept my challenge?"