"You're not using the knife in the right position." At the bottom of the dirt slope, Shengyou carried his hands behind his back and said to Amu who was leading the team to practice knives in an unquestionable tone.

Hearing such unceremonious remarks from Shengyou, Amu put away the scimitar in his hand and stood in front of Shengyou, with the same fighting intent in his eyes as this boy who was much taller than himself.

The surrounding Horso warriors surrounded them, and even Maca, who had never been close to people, watched from a distance. Fubo Xiaomi and others, who have been hip-hopping and playing, also kept silent, their faces serious.

It was a contest between two swordsmen, and they could only stand by in awe as a sign of respect.

"You say that I use the knife in the wrong posture, do you dare to try it with me?"

Amu pricked up his ears to hear Maca's translation, and his right hand that grasped the knife slammed heavily into his chest.

Maca smiled helplessly, so she continued to act as a translator.

"Okay, but you'll have to give me back my knife." Shengyou also clapped his right hand on his chest.

The rules between the guardian and the sword, the hand, the main attack; Heart, signaling their own life. Holding the beating heart with the hand holding the knife is the highest courtesy to respect the opponent.

There was a Horso warrior who walked out of the crowd quickly, respectfully handed out the well-made long knife, Shengyou took it casually, his fingers lightly touched the hilt, and then his eyes froze, the knife came out of the sheath, and a thick murderous aura came to his face, and everyone present was moved.

The scimitar in Amu's hand almost subconsciously slashed out, Shengyou stuck the scabbard heavily on the ground, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, bent sideways, faced the scimitar that was slashing at him, did not dodge or dodge, the long knife in his hand stabbed at the armpit of Amu's right arm holding the knife at a tricky angle, forcing her to withdraw the knife and defend herself, but Amu did not have the idea of stopping, she actually wanted to fight for the injury of her right arm and let the partner in her hand pull a big hole on Shengyou's shoulder.

No one expected that the battle between two excellent swordsmen was actually intended to be resolved quickly, and the first round of the fight was such a reckless, injury-for-injury ferocious play.

—— —— ——

The furnishings in the wooden house are still the same, and there are three glasses of water on the stone table filled with a refreshing aroma, and I don't know what medicinal herbs are soaked in it. There were three people at the stone table, the smiling old patriarch, the white-haired old woman with a serious face, and Mu Qinghe, who was restless.

"Child, take a sip, this medicinal tea is a specialty of our tribe, and only the patriarch can enjoy the good tea." The old patriarch took the lead in taking a sip of the cup, and the white-haired old woman glared at him, and the warning in her eyes seemed to complain about the old man...... Rude.

"Two old men, don't scare me anymore, just tell me something directly." Mu Qinghe also took a sip of tea, as if to calm down the uneasiness in his heart.

"Honorable Lord, please forgive us two old fellows for not being inconsiderate these days, and if you have any grievances, just vent them on us." The old woman said respectfully.

"Stop playing, okay? Please stop playing with me, what the hell are you trying to do? Mu Qinghe pushed out the teacup in front of him, the tea rippled in the cup, he grabbed his hair with both hands, and hung his head deeply.

The old patriarch of the Huosuo tribe put away the smile on his face, and he told a story to Mu Qinghe, who was like a frightened deer.

Once upon a time, long enough to turn anything into dust, there was a group of people fighting against foreign invasions.

No one knows what a formidable enemy it is, at least not a single word of explanation handed down by our ancestors.

Under the aggression of that enemy, the Emperor of the Spirit Kingdom led the Guards to resist, and in the later stages of the war, the Emperor realized that this was a war that could not be won. So he worked day and night to seal all kinds of spiritual abilities he knew and knew into obsidian in a special way, and then dismissed the people of the Spirit Kingdom, letting them flee with hundreds of pieces of the foundation of the Spirit Kingdom, in an attempt to keep these precious treasures for future generations.

Later, he found the commander of the Guards Regiment at that time, and gave him a most precious black stone, so that he could lead a team of guards to protect his infant son from the war-torn country.

The old man took a deep breath and continued, "The one led by the leader of the Spirit Emperor's Guards Legion is the ancestor of our Huosuo Clan. Later, when the orphan of the Spirit Emperor grew up, he ran away from the tribe that had been isolated from the world, and no news came back. As a result, the patriarchs of the past generations of Huo Suo would use the excuse of traveling the world to try to find the bloodline of the Spirit Emperor, but they have never found it. Then, after an unknown number of years, an old man who was about to die soon passed all this information on to the next chosen patriarch of the tribe, that is, me, and I have been waiting for you for almost fifty years. ”

The old man stood up, a respectful look appeared on his indifferent face for the first time, and he slowly spoke: "You are the person I am waiting for, you are the descendant of the royal family of the Spirit Kingdom!" ”

"Shut up, old man." Mu Qinghe first resisted in a low voice, and after the old man finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, slapped his hands heavily on the table, and yelled, "I told you to shut up, you are not finished!" ”

The old man silently looked at the angry young man and said softly, "I thought you would never be angry, you would always be that talkative." ”

"Boy, what made you like this? There is no enthusiasm for young people at all. The old man snorted coldly.

"Yes, I'm not promising, I'm ordinary, I always complain when I have a problem. I have a crush on a girl who thinks she likes me too, but she still doesn't have the courage to say to her after she meets the boy she likes, I like you for a long, long time! Mu Qinghe wiped his eyes and sat down, there were no tears, his brain was blank one by one, Mu Qinghe felt like a clown showing off his rough acting skills when he was angry.

"Now I really can't hold on, no matter how you look down on me, I just can't stay, I'd rather go back to a plain life, I don't want to pretend to be not afraid of death every day, pretend that I'm very good, pretend that I'm actually as good as them. I don't want to pretend, this life makes me feel fake. Now you come and tell me what kind of royal descendant I am, I like to be this royal descendant so much, have you asked me? In the end, Mu Qinghe's voice was full of crying.

The white-haired old woman couldn't bear it, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old patriarch shaking his head, and he whispered: "I've thought about many ways you behave after knowing your identity, I've thought of excitement, I've thought of being scared, and I've even thought of you rushing out of the door in a panic, but I really didn't think that you would be angry and hysterical." ”

The old man walked up to Mu Qinghe, pressed his hand on his shoulder and continued: "Since I met you, I really haven't seen your angry side. It turns out that you also have this kind of emotion, which is a good thing, as you have the royal blood of the Spirit Kingdom, it will be your exclusive privilege to express anger! ”

"But that would hurt a lot of people." Mu Qinghe muttered, and after venting his anger, he seemed to have used all his strength.

"Kindness?" The old man frowned and pondered, and said slowly: "Although kindness is also indispensable for a king, at this special time, you can't have this kind of emotion, it will be fatal. All of us are your slaves, and we want you to lead us to rebuild the splendor of the Spirit Kingdom. Whoever it is, you can give it up, and any of us will die for your cause! ”

"Fart." Mu Qinghe laughed, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old man, can you say such a line in middle two?" ”

"You're smiling?" When the old man saw Mu Qinghe laughing, he also laughed, and sat back on the stool, his face no longer having the extremely serious expression he had before.

He smiled and said, "Fart, yes, I also feel like fart, this passage was taught to me by the previous patriarch, and I will tell you now, and it can be regarded as the completion of the task." What age is this, and I am still rebuilding my glory and dying for the great cause, Lao Tzu has his own life, which onion are you boy, why should I die for you. ”

Mu Qinghe heard the old man's words, and leaned on the table and grinned. The old man looked at the white-haired old woman who was also snickering on the side, and he said softly: "Boy, we are not here to restrict your life, the words I just said to you may be the voice of some patriarchs in the past, but it is definitely not mine." Remember, life is short, you have to live as you like. I asked you to come just to give you this stone and fulfill the wish of your ancestors. I don't care where you want to go or what you want to do after that, and I don't bother to care. ”

The old man stood up again, pulled Mu Qinghe up, and said, "Come with me, I'll give you the black stone, but I'm here, let your Grandma Nasha pray for you, and see if you can comprehend the spiritual energy inside." ”

"However, the headmaster once personally prayed for my spiritual energy, and he had more than eighty black stones there, and I didn't even feel it." Mu Qinghe whispered.

"How can those broken stones compare to mine, and how can that old bastard Xiongqi compare to your Grandma Nasha?" The old patriarch snorted angrily.

The three of them came to an entrance similar to a cellar, the old man opened the door of the cellar, the old patriarch went first, Mu Qinghe followed closely, and the old woman walked at the back and closed the cellar again.

"This cellar is for vegetables?" Mu Qinghe asked dumbfounded, he smelled a lot of vegetables from the moment he entered here, and when he walked down the stairs, he found that both sides of the long passage were piled up with all kinds of pickles, and the top of the passage was full of bacon.

"Isn't it a waste not to put something in such a big free place? I found that the temperature of the pickles here is just right, and the resources are being used. The patriarch blushed and quickly changed the subject: "Go forward, it's almost there." ”

There is a wooden stand at the end of the road, and there is a square black stone placed at the top of the wooden frame, there is nothing unusual about that black stone, at least in Mu Qinghe's eyes, this black stone that is valued by the old patriarch Huo Suo and them is no different from those black stones in Beltamen University.

The three of them came to the wooden frame, and the white-haired old woman who was called Nasha by the old patriarch and whose surname had long been unknown quickly stepped forward, holding Mu Qinghe's right palm, and her fingernails unceremoniously cut a long hole in his palm, and when the blood slowly flowed out, the old woman casually took the black stone on the wooden frame and stuck it tightly to Mu Qinghe's wound.

The old woman motioned for Mu Qinghe to hold down the black stone with her other hand, and she closed her eyes and sang in a low voice. The pain from the palm of his hand stimulated Mu Qinghe's nerves, and the blessing words sung by the white-haired old woman seemed to be different from the two times he heard the Qifeng Mentor and Principal Xiongqi singing, which made him have a trace of longing and expectation in his heart, if he really comprehended it, would he be as powerful as Fubo Shengyou and them, would he not have to drop out of school, would he not have to leave this group of partners?

The white-haired old woman stopped singing, she quietly walked to the old patriarch's side, and then the two of them looked at Mu Qinghe, who closed her eyes and pondered, with a rare kind look like an elder in her eyes.

"Nasha, how long did you comprehend?" The old patriarch asked.

"Am I realizing? That's just a handout from this stone. The white-haired old woman rolled her eyes and replied angrily.

"If it weren't for this stone, I really wouldn't have been able to kidnap you back." The old man smirked. Speak softly, smile softly, and even look at each other gently.

"Then I will definitely not come back with you, I was a beautiful woman who was famous as a guardian at that time, and I didn't look down on you poor boy from the desert." This old woman, who is old but far from decrepit, if you ignore the wrinkles on her face, you can definitely imagine her youthful demeanor.

The old patriarch grinned, as if he had picked up a big bargain, enough to rejoice in his life.

"I really want to know the power of the spiritual energy carried in this stone after being fully comprehended, I sat here with you for a whole day, and you only tasted some fur, but you have protected our tribe for half a century." The old man looked at the back of the child sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said, "Once this spiritual energy comes out, I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm in the spirit guards. ”

The old woman snorted coldly and said: "A group of bastards who have been assimilated into the brain by the outside world and only have interests left, the more they die, the better!" ”

The old patriarch shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid our tribe will bear the brunt." Old man Xiongqi asked someone to bring me a letter two days ago, to the effect that someone from the five major families was coming at us, and he asked me if I wanted to ask for his help. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man who had been holding back his laughter laughed heartily, and was immediately gagged by the angry old woman on the side, the old man quickly calmed down, and glanced at Mu Qinghe, who was still motionless, in a panic, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The old man frowned and continued to whisper to the old woman, "He asked me if I wanted to ask for his help, and this old bastard who took advantage of the fire actually asked me to beg him?" I told him to fuck off, and I said that our warriors were good enough to deal with any threat. ”

"You should let him come, don't you know, as long as you express a little bit of his intention to ask him to help in your reply, he will definitely come as soon as possible." After listening to the old man's words, the old woman's expression was a little gloomy.

"Of course I do." There was a hint of pride in the old man's tone: "But I can't drag him into this quagmire, this quagmire that is destined to be the enemy of all the guardians." If it had been twenty years earlier, I would have pulled him in as soon as possible, partners, their team must have regarded us as partners, and it would be a big deal that everyone would die together as they did back then. But now he still has a school, and he is as strong as he is now, and he has a lot of fetters, and I can't hurt him. ”

"You old fool, where does he still have a squad, it's because his squads were disbanded twenty years ago that he went to the school he founded." The old woman smiled wryly.

The two were silent together for a while, and the old patriarch squinted and asked, "You say, what is the old bastard Xiongqi pursuing?" ”

The white-haired old woman rubbed the cane in her hand, and there was a rare deep thought in her eyes. After a while, she raised her head and asked with a smile, "Then what are you pursuing?" ”

Unauthorized to find a woman from the outside world as a daughter-in-law, and brought this woman back to the tribe to be a respected wizard, and put the precious stones and pickled vegetables and bacon that have been passed down from generation to generation together for decades. This tribal patriarch, who was deviant to the extreme, suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh at this moment.

"I'm after you."