"Of course I won't forget it, but what does this have to do with me?" Qin Mo looked at him, and then added, "The Holy Emperor is the most purple blood of the Nine Stars, and I am not purple blood, just white blood outside the Nine Stars. ”

"Hahaha. Qin Lin suddenly laughed, the smile was very sarcastic, very pitiful, he stared at Qin Mo with sharp eyes, and said, "Of course this has something to do with you, because you are a human race, as long as you are a human race, you should become stronger, as long as you are a human race, you have to fight, you have to rob, fight for the life that belongs to you, and grab the way that belongs to you!"

Qin Mo looked at the cheap dad in front of him blankly, unable to believe that this was the words that came out of his mouth.

However, he quickly understood what Qin Lin meant, he wanted Qin Mo to remember the history of the human race, as if to tell him that the human race was inherently weak, but it also rose, and the fate of the human race at that time was even more unbearable than he was now, but it still rose, and the birth of each generation of holy emperors was fighting and grabbing.

If you don't fight, if you don't rob, the human race will be reduced to blood food again, once the Xuanhuang Great Realm is broken, the human race will not even have the life to become blood food, and the extinction of the dead race is the final fate of the human race.

"If you don't fight, if you don't rob, you will die!" Qin Lin said coldly.

"But I'm not purple blood!" Qin Mo said through gritted teeth.

"Joke!" Qin Lin glared at him angrily, "Do you think that the nine-star bloodline of the human race comes from the human race? This is robbed by the Holy Emperor, it was fought for by the Holy Emperor, in the primeval era, all the ancestors of the human race, just like you, were all white blooded waste, and in this eighth era, there is a Holy Emperor above your head, what qualifications do you have to say that you are a waste?"

Qin Mo was dumbfounded, he was silent for a long time, looking at Qin Lin with some disbelief: "What you said is true?"

This was too shocking for him, the ancestors of the human race were all white waste blood in the first era, how could this compete with the hundred races, how to conduct the battle to open the sky?

"Stupid thing!" Qin Lin scolded, "How did I give birth to such a stupid son as you, if what I said is false, how can the human race be blood food?"

This question, Qin Mo, who asked, was completely silent.

"The qiē that our human race has now is all fought for and grabbed by the Holy Emperor and the ancestors of the human race, the ground you step on, the sky above your head, all the nine-star bloodlines, and even all the cultivation exercises of the human race, are all fought for and grabbed. Qin Lin roared angrily.

This roar has greatly changed Qin Mo's worldview, it turns out that the Holy Emperor and the ancestors of the human race are all robbers.

But soon, Qin Mo understood, in that case, it would not work if you didn't fight, you can't rob it, it was related to the fortune of the human race, it was related to the lives of all the human races, you had to grab it, and you had to fight.

Thinking of Qin Lin, who was his father in the main hall, he was cornered, and his current situation was similar to the ancestors of the human race in the first era.

As a white waste blood, he must fight, he must rob, because this is related to his life, if he does not fight, if he does not rob, he will only die.

"Give me the spirit stone!" Qin Mo said suddenly.

Qin Lin suddenly laughed, a little relieved and a little sarcastic.

He is relieved that his son finally understands his good intentions, and the irony is that his son is not self-sufficient, or he still does not understand the rules of this world.

"That's mine!" Qin Mo continued.

"Beat me, it's yours. After Qin Lin finished speaking, he turned around and left, and his lukewarm voice came from afar, "If you can't win, you belong to the tribe." ”

Stunned as Qin Lin went away, the depression in Qin Mo's heart disappeared, and he suddenly felt that the world in front of him was so beautiful.

Holding the box and looking at the sea of clouds under the cliff, Qin Mo returned to his stone house and sat up.

When he opened the box, there was a blood-red pill in front of him, and a strong medicinal fragrance immediately filled the entire stone house, and even emitted outside the house.

This attracted the attention of the entire Hammer Stone tribe, and the clansmen turned their eyes one after another, and after finding out that it was Qin Mo's stone house, most of them were surprised in their eyes, and their eyes turned complicated.

The Great Elder led several elders to the main hall immediately, and Qin Lin seemed to be waiting for the arrival of the elders.

"Patriarch, is it a bit child's fun to give the Blood Condensation Pill to Qin Mo?" the Great Elder Qin Tian questioned when he left his mouth.

"Patriarch, if you do this, you are suspected of abusing power for personal gain...... the second elder also said.

Several elders who followed Qin Tianli all began to echo, only Li Hai and several other commanders who were standing on the side did not speak.

"That's what he fought for, what's the child's play, what's wrong?" Qin Lin opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on several elders.

Facing his gaze, except for the Great Elder, the rest of the elders all had some intention of retreating, but Qin Tianli still stepped forward and said, "But he is white waste blood after all, and it is a waste to use it on him, it is better to use it on the young people who can be cultivated in the tribe." ”

"What about the white waste blood?" Qin Lin stared at the Great Elder and said coldly, "Don't forget, except for the identity of the patriarch, I am still a father, if you think I have the right to seek personal gain, then it is better to use my power for personal gain." ”

"This ......" The faces of several elders suddenly turned ugly, especially Qin Tianli.

"Isn't the patriarch worried about the tribe centrifuging when he does this?" Qin Tianli said angrily.

Although the remaining elders didn't speak, they all looked at Qin Lin, the meaning was obvious, this had to give them an explanation.

In the tribe, although the cultivation of the elders is not high, their status is very high, because they are all shamans, and the healing skills of the shamans can avoid causing a great impact on the battlefield, and the inheritance of the shaman is derived from the way of creation of the second generation of the Holy Emperor Nuwa.

In any tribe, the status of the shaman is noble, and the one-star inferior tribe like the Hammerstone tribe is naturally no exception.

Although Qin Tianli was only a one-star shaman, he was a one-star high-grade shaman, which was rare in the one-star tribe.

For example, the Aquila tribe, as a one-star mid-level tribe, still does not have a one-star high-class shaman, even if it is a two-star tribe, the one-star high-grade shaman is also a VIP.

Therefore, Qin Tianli was qualified to talk directly to the patriarch Qin Lin, and even though Qin Lin had reached the dual realm of empowerment, he was still qualified to question Qin Lin's behavior.

"Hehe, tribal centrifugation?" Qin Lin sneered and said, "If I don't do this, I'm afraid that the other eight tribes around here will laugh at me for being cold-blooded and ruthless, if I don't do this, the Hammerstone tribe will be centrifugal, don't forget, this is the Hammerstone tribe, the tribe I created single-handedly, I am worthy of the tribe and the human race!"

Qin Tianli's face was ugly, and several elders lowered their heads, although the creation of the Hammerstone Tribe also had their credit, Qin Lin's credit was the greatest, and this was a fact that could not be changed.

They never thought that in the main hall, Qin Lin had obviously abandoned Qin Mo, why did he have to repeat it so repeatedly.

"Since the patriarch has decided, we will naturally not persuade again, but ......" Qin Tianli stopped talking.

"Just what?" Qin Lin asked.

"It's just that the patriarch should not have too much hope, otherwise it will affect the mood and may delay the future of the tribe. After Qin Tianli finished speaking with a smile, he made a gesture and said, "Farewell." ”