The fourteen children who participated in the Spring Festival were between the ages of twelve and fifteen, which was the age when the bones and blood were the most vigorous and the most suitable for planting blood and awakening the bloodline.

At this time, these fourteen dragon spirits and tigers, like young men who were like little fierce beasts, straightened their waists one by one, staring intently at the six drops of blue wolf essence blood on the altar, and their little faces were full of strictness.

The first to come out was a young man named Cang Yong, who had little courage, but at the age of fourteen, he was already seven feet tall, which was almost the same as an adult. I saw him come to a stone pier with a grinding plate size of four thousand catties, squatted down, grabbed the pull rings on both sides of the stone pier, waist and abdomen, shouted, and slowly raised this huge stone pier above his head, although his arms trembled, but he also insisted on a few breaths before putting it down.

When he was full of strength, a five-zhang high gray-black smoke rushed out from the top of his head, straight upward, without a little bending, looking mysterious and powerful.

"Wow, Xiao Yong's wolf smoke vision is actually five zhang, this is a good seedling, cultivate it for a few years, and it will be the main force of our hunting team in the future. ”

"It's okay, so-so has his old man's seven or eight costs, but recently this kid is a little relaxed, not as hard as before, I want to give him a good slap when I go back." ”

Cang Yong's father is usually very strict, and at this moment he said that he wanted to go back to teach a lesson, but the satisfied smile on his face revealed the true thoughts in his heart.

"Cang Mingfeng, who doesn't know that you couldn't lift a three-thousand-pound pier when you were fourteen years old, and you didn't make it to the Spring Festival martial arts, and you cried for a few days!"

A familiar man couldn't see Cang Yong's father, and opened his throat to burst out of his troubles, which caused a burst of laughter, which made Cang Mingfeng, who is now the main force of the hunting team, blush, especially when he saw his son's gaze, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

As the children came on the field one after another, the men gathered around in a heap, with different expressions, applauding loudly when they saw their children's expressions, roaring and encouraging those who were abnormal, occasionally mixed with all kinds of show-offs, boasting, breaking news, arguing, regretting, and waving their thick arms from time to time, as if they were about to start on the spot, and they seemed quite excited.

In contrast to the men's fiery expressions, the women of the village gathered in a circle, and no matter whose children were on the stage, they all applauded vigorously, and several women in front of them hung a stack of gourds filled with sweet spring water.

Soon, the fourteen teenagers had completed the first competition, and their results were also released, and the excellent faces were full of excitement, and the unsatisfactory ones were tense faces, and they secretly vowed to win good results in the next two.

Cang Ye has been cheering for his partners just now, almost slapping his palms to pieces, this year's fifteen-year-old is still qualified to participate in this spring festival martial arts, but he feels guilty but he chooses to give up, this is not an easy decision, but he doesn't want to continue to waste the precious opportunity in the village, especially when he knows that next year's big festival martial arts is coming, he wants to leave more hope for the village.

"Brother Xiaoye, you are only fifteen this year, and you can still participate in martial arts, why don't you play?" a six-foot-tall and somewhat thin teenager suddenly spoke.

His name is Canghu Ming, he is fourteen years old this year, he just lifted a stone pier of 5,600 catties, he has been a fart worm of Cangye since he was a child, and his talent is excellent, and his talent is second only to Cangye in this group of teenagers.

"Yes, Xiao Ye'er is only fifteen years old this year, and there is one more chance. ”

"Xiao Ye'er has been gifted since she was a child, and she was born with divine powers, and today I don't know if I can break the record of our Blue Wolf Village. ”

"The highest record of our Cangwolf Village's Spring Festival is 8,000 catties, which was set by an old ancestor more than 300 years ago. ”

The men nodded their heads and looked at the night with encouragement, as if they were their own children, kind and warm.

"Xiao Ye'er, don't be afraid, Aunt Hua believes that you will definitely succeed this time. ”

"That's it, it's not a big deal to fail a few times, my bastard didn't fail to make it three times in a row back then, but he wasn't discouraged, the last time he became, look at him now he is not the main force of the hunting team!"

"Come on, Xiaoye'er, this time it will definitely be done!"

The women slapped their palms red, encouraged loudly, and gave thumbs up one by one, which was closer than their own sons, causing some young people next to them to mumble jealously.

"I ......"

Cangye's nose twitched, the corners of his eyes were red, he owed the village too much, and wasted three precious opportunities, but the simple villagers gave him warmth as always, making his heart feel like a stone at the moment, and he panicked.

"Night, try. ”

Cang Lie, who was in charge of presiding over the Spring Festival Martial Arts, whispered and pointed to an ancient object standing against the altar.

It was a white stick more than seven feet long, the thicker one was nearly two feet against the altar, and the other end was the thickness of a thigh, and the front was inserted into the ground, and the surface of the stick was covered with terrifying cracks, as if it would be scattered in the next moment.

Cangye naturally recognizes this object, it is the weapon of the ancestor of Cangwolf Village who set a record of martial arts in the spring festival more than 300 years ago, taken from the leg bone of a powerful beast, weighing 13,000 catties, it is the holy object of Cangwolf Village, which is kept by the village chief of the past dynasties, and will only be invited out to worship during the spring festival.

The villagers in front of the altar closed their mouths at the moment, and watched the night's every move with wide eyes.

This ancestral object weighs 13,000 catties, which is 5,000 catties higher than the record set by the ancestor back then, even if it is the reincarnation of the ancestor, it is estimated that he can't afford to carry this treasure at the age of fifteen.

Cangye felt that his breathing was a little short, his heart was beating in his chest, Uncle Canglie's request was really beyond his expectations, making him a little at a loss, this is a holy relic that will only be invited during the annual sacrifice, how can it be used as a tool for martial arts.

"Ahem, child, try it, see if you can recreate the glory of the ancestors, if you can lift the weapons of the ancestors, then this time I will make an exception and give you another drop of the essence blood of the spirit lord. ”

Seeing that Cang Ye was staggering, Cang Yao, the old village chief on the side, opened his mouth and nodded lightly in front of Cang Ye's stunned gaze.

At this moment, Cang Ye finally understood that it turned out that the Lord Sacrifice Spirit gave a drop of more blood than expected for himself regardless of his old age and blood decay, and there must be the village chief's grandfather's appearance, Uncle Canglie led the village hunting team to wander on the edge of life and death to desperately hunt for sacrifices, and the acquiescence of the whole village.

But he has been kept in the dark, and it is not until this moment that he understands their painstaking efforts, and this selfless dedication and help makes Cangye have the urge to cry out loud.

He doesn't know who his biological parents are, since he was sensible, he was very envious of other children's parents to pamper him, but he was not alone, because the uncles and aunts in the village were even better to him than their own children, and the children in the village did not reject him at all, just like brothers and sisters, they were as good as a person with him.

He is the darling of the entire Blue Wolf Village, where he feels the pampering and love of the rustic and scorching, like a flame that makes him not afraid of any cold.

"I ......"

Cangye opened his mouth, but his mind was blank, and the words that came to his mouth were so pale and tasteless, that he couldn't express one-ten-thousandth of his gratitude at all.

"Try it, Brother Xiaoye, you are the best, you can definitely do it. ”

"Yes, Xiao Ye'er, just go up and try, Uncle thinks you will be able to do it. ”

"Xiao Ye'er, don't be afraid, you have a lot of strength since you were a child, when you were a child and ate my milk, you reached out and pinched my milk plate. ”

Cangye nodded vigorously, only to feel that every gaze that fell on his body had a force falling into his body, making every corner of his body full of strength, even a small mountain could be moved.

Coming to this ancestral object, Cangye took a deep breath, and the muscles and flesh of his body suddenly rose like steel, holding up the clothes on his body high, and the surging and powerful aura emanated from his body, like a fierce beast rushing out of the depths of the mountain range, which was terrifying and uneasy.

At the same time, there seemed to be a low sound of river waves in the ears of the onlookers, and a palm-wide gray-black smoke rushed straight out from the top of Cangye's head, straight up to the nine zhang square, which was a unique vision formed when the essence of the body surged when the qi and blood were running to the extreme, called the essence of wolf smoke.

On the way of cultivation, the flesh shell is the base, and it is necessary to achieve the extreme of external training and internal strength, so as to unite the inside and outside, and attract the essence to form a vision when carrying qi and blood.

The depth of the accumulation of external practice and internal strength realm also determines the strength of the wolf smoke realm, and it also affects the success of blood cultivation to a large extent.

The vision triggered by the wolf smoke realm is three zhang for the bottom, five zhang for the middle, seven zhang for the top, and nine zhang for the extreme.

Because of the hardships of life and lack of food, it is difficult for the children of the villages scattered on the periphery of the mountain range to use miraculous medicine and beast blood to refine their qualifications and temper their bodies, so even if they are hard and diligent enough, but in the wolf smoke realm, they can only trigger the vision of three zhang, and it is rare to be able to trigger the vision of five zhang, and the vision of seven zhang is already a legend.

The villagers were stunned by this powerful vision, and they all opened their mouths wide and were dumbfounded. Only the old village chief's eyes were full of excitement, and he felt the powerful essence fluctuations coming from the vision of the wolf smoke of the nine zhangs, and he didn't even feel that his nails were breaking his palms.

The old wolf on the altar appeared on the edge of the altar with a "whoosh", the wolf's eyes flashed with the glow of humanity, and an inexplicable whimper came out of his mouth, so that the little wolf that followed behind it fell from the altar because of excessive excitement and too much force.

Cang Ye pursed his mouth, stretched out his hand to hold the middle part of the bone stick, and slammed it hard, and after a dull sound, the big stick weighing 13,000 catties was pulled out of the soil by him, and the next moment, the whole beast bone stick was lifted above his head by him.

The villagers who had just recovered from the shock brought by the vision of the wolf smoke of Jiuzhang fell into a stupidity again, and in the spring festival martial arts that can lift 3,000 catties to be qualified, the impact of lifting 13,000 catties of ancestral weapons in the night is really out of everyone's imagination.

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