The wind and clouds are rolling in the clouds, the clouds are rolling in the clouds, the vast territory of thousands of miles, the green mountains are half exposed, and between the overlapping obstacles, Huatai Hengyu, the weather is thousands. Among them, only a primeval mountain range on the southwestern border was covered with dark clouds, gloomy clouds, gloomy clouds, and rain and condensation.

This is what people call a hundred thousand mountains, and some people call it a barbarian domain, and this is where our story begins.

The stream was murmuring, the grass was dew, a young man went around the end of the village, came to the stream, he took off his straw sandals, rolled up his trouser legs, and was about to go into the water to fish, when several half-grown children who were playing in the distance found him and ran to this side playfully.

"Hey! Little kidnapper, are you going to touch the fish? ”

"Little kidnapper, there are no fish in that river."

Half of the calf was already in the cold stream The young man looked at his arm, frowned, his right arm has been tied like this, they all called himself 'little crutch', ignoring the nonsense of a few children, the young man walked into the deep water, perhaps because he found that there was indeed no trace of fish, the young man plunged headlong down.

"Can't let him catch a fish."

A mischievous child bent down to pick up a rock and threw it at him.

"yes, we can't let him fish in front of our house."

The children did the same, and picked up the stones and threw them at the boy at the bottom of the water.

Sharp stones brushed his cheeks, there were a few muffled sounds on his back, the stones were like water, the strength was not great, but a rare fish was frightened away, although the young man was a little annoyed, but he did not blame them, he knew that this bent water was the territory specially enclosed by the Seven Clans, if there was any other way, he did not want to come here to catch fish, regardless of the scolding of several children, he kicked his feet and dived to the bottom of the water, moved away from the stones, and kept rummaging.

An 'eight-legged beast' fled quickly at the moment when the boy pried open his 'nest', and the boy turned around and chased after it, and after a few fierce chases, the fat crab was pressed into the water by it, and the boy grinned.

The right arm could not be forced, the young man climbed ashore with difficulty, just when he thought that he and Sister Ning'er could have a good meal, the hand holding the crab was stepped on, the stinging sensation came, the crab was also trampled to pieces, and the crab roe meat stained the hand.

"As a member of the Soul Clan, have you spent all your time doing this?"

The young man withdrew his hand vigorously, straightened his waist, and raised his eyes to look at the person who came, and sure enough, it was that Zhao Jiuduan again.

At this moment, there were already many old and young women and children gathered behind the young man surnamed Zhao, and when they saw that it was him, they all had disgusted expressions.

"What other face do you have to come to us?"

"Are you worthy to eat the fish in this water?"

"Are you going to let us go?"

The young man looked around at the crowd, did not speak, slowly loosened his clenched fist, and bent down to pick up his straw sandals, intending to leave the place.

No, the straw sandals were kicked away.

"In the current barbarian domain, every fish is precious, don't you realize it, is it too wasteful to be eaten by someone like you?"

The young man surnamed Zhao spoke, and those people with poisonous tongues actually quieted down, but those eyes did not change their hatred.

The boy straightened up, glared at him, still not uttering anything, and after a long time, he lifted his heavy legs.

"Are you leaving?"

He glanced at the hard-looking arm.

"It's very inconvenient for you to catch fish and touch shrimp with one hand! Let me help you! ”

Zhao Jiuduan raised a kick and actually kicked him into the water.

"Okay."

"Good kick."

The group of women and children picked up the stone and threw it in the direction of the boy's fall.

Feng Ning'er was weaving a bamboo basket, wanting to give him a 'surprise' when Brother Xiaotian came back, and when she heard the footsteps, she immediately got up to meet him.

"Brother Xiaotian...... You're coming back......"

Seeing him soaking wet, with a blue nose and swollen face, she was stunned.

"Brother Xiaotian, what's wrong with you?"

The boy struggled to squeeze out a smile and stretched his hand forward.

"Look, what is this?"

The girl was not pleasantly surprised by what he was holding, but was a little aggrieved, she knew that he must have met those people again.

The young man looked like she was about to shed tears, and seemed to be a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Although this river mussel is fishy, it can be eaten, I am going to pick some wild fruits and stew with it, at least I don't have to go hungry." ”

The girl swallowed her throat and tried to tell him to be careful, but he had already turned away.

At night, in the bamboo house under the moonlight, the jumping firelight was reflected on the miserable face of Soul Xiaotian, he untied the strip of cloth that helped his arm, slowly straightened his arm, and hissed a few times in pain, Zhao Jiuduan's mean shadow appeared in his mind, he endured the provocation again and again, but he became more and more excessive, and today he moved directly.

At the same time, his grandfather's words also sounded in his ears.

"Xiaotian, my nine clans are upright and eventful, you have to be patient, don't do it lightly."

He knew that the current situation of the nine clans in the barbarian domain was more than a simple 'eventful', in the past ten years, under the encirclement and suppression of the first mountain in the Central Plains, the 'Bing Valley', the nine clans had already died seven clans.

It's not eventful, it's a catastrophe, a dark catastrophe, so he endured it, and endured it.

The girl in the corner was a little cramped and uneasy, she was afraid to see him move that arm, she knew that it was not a disability, it was deliberately broken by Brother Xiaotian, she didn't understand why, but every time she saw him move it, it was painful.

"Brother Xiaotian."

Unexpectedly, her Xiaotian brother actually ignored her this time, and the girl felt more and more aggrieved in her heart, so she just buried her head in her legs, not daring to make any more sounds.

Click, click.

Bean-sized beads of sweat fell on the floor, smashing up a cloud of dust, looking at the crackling firewood, he bit his lip fiercely, and with a fierce force, a black line appeared in the palm of his hand, and the black line spread up like a vine until it covered his entire arm.

"Ah~"

The feeling of pain into the bone marrow came from the arm, and Soul Xiaotian cried out in pain, and then, the heart-devouring tingling sensation of thousands of ants spread throughout the body in an instant.

He has practiced this exercise for more than ten years, during which he has to suffer the pain of broken bones every time, and he has to use all his strength to resist it every time, and this time he feels more difficult, perhaps because of the depression in his heart.

Bang~

At that moment, the wooden door was violently kicked open, and a black figure appeared in the doorway, the man had a broken arm, and his twisted facial features were terrifying in the moonlight.

"Feng Ning'er."

The man shouted to the girl in the corner, his voice was cold, and he was a little impatient, and the girl's whole body trembled with fright, and she buried her head deeper, not daring to look at him.

"Feng Ning'er, you are about to turn fifteen years old, and you have to accept the stone ceremony."

"What? Stone Rite? ”

Soul Xiaotian staggered up with his arms covered, looking at the figure at the door, his eyes full of incredulity.

Stone rites, is the most cruel rite of passage among the nine tribes of the barbarian domain, boys who have reached the age of fourteen and girls who have reached the age of fifteen will be placed on the altar, and will be thrown by other clansmen for a pillar of incense time, and if they stick to the past, they are qualified members of the corpse clan, if they die on the stage, or if they cannot be healed afterwards, they will be thrown directly into the mountains and eaten by wild dogs.

In the process of saluting, the person being saluted can not use foreign objects to protect the body, let alone have any resistance, all rely on their own flesh and blood to resist, the stones used in the salute are carefully selected sharp things, if there is no secret method of the corpse clan to protect the body, there is no possibility of survival, saying that it is a salute, it is equivalent to killing, Soul Xiaotian knows better than anyone else, although Feng Ning'er is a member of the corpse clan, but he has not practiced the secret method of the corpse clan at all, and there is no possibility of survival on the altar.

This barbaric stone rite for thousands of years, I don't know how many corpse boys and girls have been killed, and at this time, the black waiter actually let this weak girl accept the stone rite.

Soul Xiaotian raised his finger with difficulty, pointed at Feng Ning'er in the corner, and said in an angry voice: "She is already the last bloodline of the corpse clan, you actually want her to accept the stone ceremony?" ”

I don't want to, the black shadow snorted coldly, "Even if it's the last person, it's the bloodline of the corpse clan, since it's a member of the corpse clan, you have to accept the stone ceremony, don't say it's you, even if the soul venerable stands in front of me, you can't change the ancestral system of the corpse clan." ”

Soul Xiaotian's body flickered, and a sense of powerlessness rose from his heart, he knew that he was right, all the rituals of the nine clans of the barbarian domain were controlled by the Wu clan, not only the corpse clan, but also the black attendant was already the last living person of the Wu clan, and the stereotypical Eye would not lose the face of the black attendant because of his relationship with Ning Er's sister, let alone mess up the etiquette system of the corpse clan, although she was so weak and couldn't help it, she would definitely die.

"Zhao Jiuduan, it must be you again."

Soul Xiaotian gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Tomorrow at sunset, the corpse altar, seal Ning'er, and accept the stone ceremony."

After the black waiter finished speaking, he left, and couldn't help but continue to argue.

It was not until a long time after he left that Feng Ning'er's weak voice sounded in the room.

"Brother Xiaotian."

"It's a big deal to give up the inheritance of the corpse clan, and I can't let you die."

"No, Brother Xiaotian."

Who knows, the girl who has always been weak and can only cry in the corner when she has been wronged, actually stood up strongly, she slowly came to the front of her, stretched out her palm and put it on his injured arm.

"Brother Xiaotian, I can't give up my identity as a corpse clan, even if I really die, I can't."

"You ......"

Feng Ning'er was afraid of making him angry, so he didn't dare to continue, and when he saw that the person who had never violated him was so resolute, he knew that she had made up her mind, and he didn't say anything more, and after the two were silent for a long time, Soul Xiaotian pushed the door and walked out.

"It seems that you are determined this time, but I can't watch you die."

After the black servant left the bamboo house, he turned around and came to a young man, and changed his previous posture to be respectful, the young man's face was pale, he was really an outlier in the barbarian domain, it was Zhao Jiuduan in the mouth of Soul Xiaotian.

"How? Is it done? ”

"Hmm!"

"Does that soul Xiaotian have a dying expression?"

The Blackservant didn't answer him, just a playful smile.

"Humph! I'd like to see how capable you are. ”

"The Central Plains is powerful, and the barbarian domain has been in danger in the past few years, although we can't affect the overall situation, but I still have to advise you to stop in moderation."

Zhao Jiuduan's face turned cold and said, "Black Squire, what do you mean?" ”

"Of course, if he is a straw bag, it is a good thing that you kill him, but ......"

"You think too much, no one knows the current Nine Clans better than me, under the suppression of the Divine Stone, no one can surpass me, let alone his good-for-nothing Soul Xiaotian."

The black attendant exhaled: "If Feng Ning'er doesn't want to die, the only way to give up the identity of the corpse clan is to give up the identity of the corpse clan, and that's all I can help you."

"Don't worry, that stupid girl won't give up, and I will be in charge of the Nine Clans in the future, which is better than that incompetent."

"I hope so."

Zhao Jiuduan looked in the direction of the bamboo house and clenched his fists fiercely.

Wind and rain, on the mountain road of the vast 100,000 mountains, Soul Xiaotian didn't dare to go to his grandfather easily, and finally had to come to the residence of his grandfather Chu Xiong, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he knelt down directly.

In the stone room, Chu Xiong was sitting on the stone chair pondering something, and after listening to his story, his face was frosty.

"Why, don't you beg your old-fashioned master, how did you find me here?"

After the severe reprimand, Chu Xiong's eyes flashed with infinite pity. Looking at his motionless figure, Chu Xiong's thoughts seemed to have returned to thirteen years ago, and he was kneeling here the same thirteen years ago.

That year, his mother left him for some reason, he was only four years old, crying to find his mother, Chu Xiong was also miserable in his heart, not to mention him, why didn't he want to find his daughter, however, when he was tired of crying, he had to learn the exercises of the bone clan, and asked him why? only said: "My mother said, only after practicing the bone clan exercises can you go to her." ”

"What kind of spell are you going to learn?"

"My mother said, there is an arm technique that I want to learn."

Chu Xiong, who is a bone venerable, trembled all over, that technique is extremely difficult and painful to cultivate, for thousands of years, no one in the clan has been able to cultivate successfully, but the child cares about these, he only knows that he can find Eniang after learning it, in desperation, Chu Xiong stepped forward and crushed his young arm, and since then, his arm bones have not been intact for a day.

Over the years, the people of the Barbarian Domain have thought that he is a wasted person, and they all call him 'little crutch', only Chu Xiong knows what he has experienced.

"This matter is related to the corpse clan etiquette, I can't help you."

Soul Xiaotian's body shook a little, and he said in a low voice: "Egong, Sister Ning'er was saved by you that day, you can't watch her go to death!" ”