"It can't be that the Heaven and Earth Stone is disgusted with him, right?" the crowd commented.

Qin Mo of the entire Hammer Stone Tribe tested the bloodline the most times, and even once Qin Mo was shocked by the Heaven and Earth Stone and vomited blood.

This Heaven and Earth Stone is spiritual, and it is reasonable for the clansmen to speculate like this, even Qin Mo himself doesn't understand why he can't measure the bloodline.

Soon, people began to disperse from the Heaven and Earth Stone, but the tribesmen did not stop talking about the matter, but spread more and more.

When the people left, a woman walked up to the Heaven and Earth Stone, her face was cold, her eyes were fixed on the Heaven and Earth Stone, but she did not put her hand on it.

She stood like this, silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Could it be that he is the man?"

After speaking, she turned around and left, walking towards the stone house where Qin Mo was.

Qin Mo didn't know what was going on, he sat cross-legged on the stone bed to recuperate, his face showing joy.

If someone could see the condition in his body, they would find that there were ten dazzling stars shining in Qin Mo's body, and beyond the ten stars, there was a looming star radiating light.

This is Qin Mo's eleventh acupoint, this is a sign that it is about to be opened, if there is enough vitality, this eleventh acupoint will soon break through.

This was the reason for the joy on Qin Mo's face.

He didn't go out of the stone house and make this qiē public, let alone go to Qin Lin to ask for the spirit stone that belonged to him, he just sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and the ten acupuncture points were wide open, absorbing the little bit of vitality around him.

When these Yuan Qi merged into his body and operated within the ten acupoints, Qin Mo's mind moved, and all the Yuan Qi gathered in one place and rushed towards the eleventh acupoint.

It's that simple, so natural, Qin Mo wants to break through this eleventh acupoint.

Without any difficulties or accidents, the eleventh acupuncture point, under the impact of this vitality, opened like this, forming the eleventh star in Qin Mo's body.

When this acupuncture point broke through, the vitality of the entire stone house converged towards this acupuncture, making this star brighter and brighter.

What surprised Qin Mo even more was that when the eleventh acupuncture point broke through, his twelfth acupuncture point also emitted a faint light, and the situation was almost exactly the same as the eleventh acupoint.

Resisting the strong urge to break through, Qin Mo calmed down and entered a state of recuperation.

He really didn't understand what was going on in his body, it was so difficult to break through the acupoints before, but now breaking through the acupoints was like drinking water.

Even if he experienced death once, he couldn't help but be excited, but this excitement must be suppressed, and he can't break through now, and the most important thing is to stabilize the realm.

Breaking through a hole and enhancing a hundred catties of strength, Qin Mo is now five thousand and one hundred catties of strength, and between his gestures, there is a powerful force.

There was another reason why he didn't break through, he felt that someone was coming, so Qin Mo used the Divine Prison to rest and perfectly cover up the light emitted by the ten acupoints, leaving only the acupuncture that had just been opened.

At this time, Qin Mo looked no different from the usual waste that opened a hole, he tidied up his clothes, walked down the stone bed, and opened the stone door.

A familiar face came into view, and she was still as expressionless as she first saw it, with a cold feeling of rejection.

"You...... How did it come. Qin Mo didn't know what to say, and a wisp of youth belonging to a teenager appeared on his face.

It's not deliberate, it's just that when I see Qingwei, I always have a special feeling, which can be said to be opposites attracting, or it can be said to be the throbbing of "My Fair Lady and Gentleman".

However, he was more grateful in his heart, and because he was grateful, he was also very happy.

Qingwei was still expressionless, just like her cyan long sword, cold as frost, she looked Qin Mo up and down, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

"Isn't it?" Qingwei looked at Qin Mo for a long time, and finally determined something, turned around and left.

"What isn't?" Looking at her back, Qin Mo asked.

Qingwei didn't answer, she came so calmly, and she was still so calm when she left.

Hunting was forbidden for three months, and before half a month, an indescribable cloud had brewed in the entire Hammerstone tribe.

Many people can't eat enough, but the strong are okay, although they only have half of the stone house supply every day, they can absorb vitality and maintain the consumption of the body.

However, the average person cannot.

The warriors of the tribe gave most of the food to the common people, and some even gave half of the food they had in their hands to the people around them.

The same is true of ordinary people, the old man gives most of the food in his hand to the young man, and the young man gives all the food to the children who are waiting to be fed.

Difficulties can sometimes make people separate, but sometimes difficulties can also make people more united and stronger.

The Hammerstone tribe belongs to the latter, and no matter what decision the strong people make, they will accept that they are part of the tribe and should contribute to the tribe, even sacrificing their own lives.

Twenty days later, some old people starved to death because they had not eaten a mouthful of food, and they died peacefully, without any resentment on their faces.

They believe that they are in their last years and deserve to continue to live for their descendants, so they choose not to eat the food distributed by the tribe.

There are more than 30,000 old people in the entire Hammerstone tribe, and as time passes, more and more people die.

Everyone in the tribe was very calm, no matter whose old man died, no cry was heard, although they wanted to cry.

But in the eyes of the clansmen, tears belong only to children and the weak.

After Qin Lin learned about this, he ordered all the old people in the clan to eat, and sent soldiers to supervise it.

The old people did not disobey the order, they began to eat, and seeing this scene, the gloom in the hearts of the clansmen finally dissipated a little.

The next morning, however, there was a sudden riot in the tribe, not a man-made riot, but a disturbance caused by worry.

In the end, the riot caused by this anxiety turned into sadness.

The night was peaceful, but even calmer was the disappearance of more than five hundred old men, who, according to the reports of the tribal warriors, had left the tribe in batches, and the place they had gone was in the Blackstone Mountains.

On that day, the bell of the Hammerstone Tribe Elders' Hall rang loudly, not as shocking as the fall of the Holy Emperor, but with a faint sadness.

On the second day, another old man departed, and they obeyed the chief's order and continued to eat in the tribe, but the patriarch could not prevent them from dying.

This kind of joint action towards death is not collusive, if it is colluded, the tribal warriors will definitely be able to detect it.

On the contrary, the action is spontaneous, and one can imagine what it would be like when the old people went out of the tribe and met on the same road.

On the third day, the fourth day, and until the fifth day, more and more old people left, more than 10,000.

On that day, the people of the tribe heard the roar coming from the main hall, it was their patriarch, the pillar man of the Hammerstone tribe.

This roar is sent out of the departure of those old people, and it is also because of the grief in their hearts, just like the relatives of the old people, they also want to roar.

Qin Mo witnessed this qiē with his own eyes, and at first he was able to remain calm, but when more and more people left, his heart became heavier and heavier.

He thought of another world, of the two old men, his heart was torn apart, the pain was indescribable, he wanted to roar, but he just came to his mouth and swallowed it back.

"Do something, I have to do something. Qin Mo clenched his fists, "We can't die anymore." ”