The sound of the trumpet was like the roar of an oolong, spreading throughout the tribe and beyond. Fang Yan had heard Sister Yun'er say that this horn was a real dragon-like brute beast, and the single horn on the top of its head was made of it, and its sound could be transmitted for thousands of miles. It was mentioned in the memory of the brute that when the horn blows, it must be when something big happens

Fang Yan still walked out of the greenhouse as a brute idiot, and many clansmen had gathered outside, their expressions were surprised, and they obviously didn't know why the horn sounded. People gathered around the edge of the pool of blood, clustered in a circle.

In the center of the ring, the one holding the trumpet, was a sturdy man, with two bloody streaks on his cheeks, with a hint of hideous wildness. Fang Yan led the brute encounter, and was crowded outside by the congested crowd, but he could still feel the majestic power of qi and blood on that man's body.

That man, Fang Yan, had seen that when he first entered the Blood Barbarian Illusion Realm, the latter was in the Blood Barbarian Branch, holding a big knife, in charge of the blood pool, and was full of majesty. Now that Fang Yan has gathered blood and cultivated the fifth layer, he still feels that his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is probably a great master of the Bone Changing Realm.

Refining the body and transforming the Dao, when cultivating qi and blood, gathering blood is to change bones.

The realm of bone replacement, as the name suggests, is the realm of the cultivation of the body cultivator who has truly been reborn and stepped into the realm of cultivating the truth. The blood gathering realm opens the nine orifices, the qi and blood have reached the extreme, if you want to go to the next level, you need to make the body more perfect, and there is a saying that you can change your bones.

After all, the human body has a limit, and in order to continue cultivating, most monks will choose a strong demon beast and take its bones to integrate into themselves. The higher the quality of the monster, the stronger the improvement of its own strength. It can be said that the realm of bone exchange is the realm that truly allows people to wash away the lead and sanctify the flesh.

The man's name is Feng Xiao, as the head of the tribe, his status is second only to the patriarch and the barbarian, but at this moment, his expression is quite solemn, watching the clansmen arrive, he nodded to the patriarch on the side, bowed slightly and retreated.

The patriarch was leisurely, looked at the people below and grinned, and said, "Clansmen, ......" His cultivation exploded, and the voice spread to everyone's ears.

"In a few months, the once-in-a-decade barbarian sacrifice of most of the blood barbarians is coming. In this barbarian sacrifice, the clansmen with excellent performance will be selected, given brute blood, and given the blessing of the barbarian gods. ”

"This is an opportunity, a chance for our Bloody Division to rise above the other three!"

"This big competition, all the clansmen under twenty in my four tribes can participate, do you have the confidence to fight for my tribe and fight for it!" he said loudly, his voice rolling like thunder.

"Yes!" The clansmen below shouted in unison with fiery eyes. Seeing this momentum, the barbarian nodded with satisfaction, and continued for the patriarch:

"Before that, there is one more important thing that needs the help of the people. ”

"As we all know, my Blood Barbarian Branch is backed by Qingshan, and there are many barbarian beasts in Qingshan, and there are several giant beasts in the wilderness. These desolate beasts are powerful, and they are even more difficult to tame. A few days ago, a message from a village was reported that a suspected wild beast cub had been discovered. ”

"A desolate beast cub, if carefully cultivated, it is possible to be domesticated, and that is a great benefit to our tribe! I and the patriarch are too deep in cultivation to get close to the cub, so we need your help!"

"Is there any clansman who is willing to stand up and contribute to his hometown!" said the barbarian in a loud voice, with an astonishing momentum, swept in the hearts of every clansman.

The eyes of those clansmen were fiery, and in an instant, several people stood up and stepped forward.

On the side of the greenhouse, the young people looked around, and they were all a little timid. Man Fei looked back and forth, and when he saw that no one stepped forward, he did not give in, held his head high, and walked over as a young man, and there was a feeling of imperativeness, and suddenly some people looked at him with appreciation in their eyes. Seeing this, several young people with good skills were all gearing up and jumping up and following behind Manfei.

"Well done!" the patriarch laughed and patted Manfei's shoulder, without any grace at all, "This is the good boy in my tribe!"

The smug glance at Fang Yan and found that the latter had his head down, without the intention of stepping forward, and suddenly became even more energetic.

Fang Yan stood there, but he didn't feel anything, "These clansmen are too selfless, so they almost shouted "For the tribe!" He pursed his lips and continued to pretend to be stupid.

When he was in the Flower Bone Sect before, all he saw were disciples fighting openly and secretly for resources, the Flower Bone Sect pays attention to your efforts, and the method of my money, I have to sacrifice it for free to catch the brute beast like this, if it is placed in the sect, there will never be a disciple to do these thankless things.

This is the difference between a sect and a family! Fang Yan sighed, it was not because he was selfish that he did not stand up, but because he was cautious.

It's been two months in the Phantom Realm, but there is still no sign of anyone waking up, which makes Fang Yan have to be cautious. He didn't know the means mastered by the disciples of other sects, but once he was discovered, his situation would immediately be precarious, after all, his cultivation was the lowest is a hard injury.

......

"Patriarch Grandpa, I think I should bring a brute idiot, he can hit the flint accurately!"

This was a sentence outside, which startled Fang Yan. He looked up and recognized that the other party was a companion who had hunted with the barbarian idiot before, as if he was called Bai Qiu. Hearing what Bai Qiu said, several young people next to him immediately nodded in agreement, and began to talk about it.

"That's right, although the idiot is a little stupid, but the crosshair is very good, and even the running reindefer can hit. ”

Fang Yan's face was full of black lines, where was he accurate, completely relying on the fire exorcism technique to control the stones. Listening to the young man's words, some of the able-bodied adults also looked at him. Manfei's face was pale, obviously because he had stolen his limelight, and turned his head to the patriarch and said:

"Patriarch Grandpa, the idiot doesn't even have a blood knappy, so he can't ......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the patriarch raising his hand.

I saw the patriarch walking towards him without saying a word, and the surrounding clansmen gave way one after another, he got closer and closer to Fang Yan, and the two swept back and forth towards the latter like electricity.

Fang Yan's heart tightened, thinking that he was going to be seen through, but the patriarch's face changed, his face was full of smiles, and he said to Fang Yan with a kind attitude: "Your name is Manyan, right, are you willing to make some contributions to the tribe." ”

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, he had already understood the change in face of this patriarch, and he wanted to refuse, but he was worried that the other party would be suspicious, and after hesitating for a moment, he showed his trademark smirk, "Patriarch Grandpa, I want to go, I want to catch small animals." ”

His stupid appearance made the people around him laugh, and the patriarch also laughed, and slapped Fang Yan with a palm, almost knocking him to the ground, "Go if you want, the tribe will make more contributions!"

Fang Yan exhaled, quite helpless, at this time, a small hand quietly poked out from behind his back, and whispered in a soft voice: "Patriarch Grandpa, I'm ...... I want to go too. ”

The clansmen were stunned, Fang Yan was also stunned, and turned his head to take a look, his pretty face was flushed at the moment.

"Yu'er, you're so weak, don't follow. The barbarian frowned and spoke.

After listening to the words of the barbarian father, he met the small body for a while, but his eyes were firm, the small hand held in Fang Yan's palm was clenched, and he whispered: "If the barbarian is going to go, I will go." ”

......

There was a sudden silence around them, and people's eyes became strange, and the gaze that looked at Fang Yan was even more meaningful, and there was a look of what I understood. Manyun covered his mouth with his hand behind him, trying not to laugh out loud.

Those young people are more curious and unwilling. As one of the most beautiful girls in the tribe, Manyu naturally aroused the admiration of many young people, and they were unwilling to be a stupid and stupid child, why did they play with such a beautiful girl.

Fang Yan was also speechless for a while, looking at the brute encounter with a red face, but there was another figure in his mind, that character was different from the brute encounter, but he had left many painful memories for himself.

The patriarch laughed, leaned back and closed his laughter, and then patted Fang Yan's shoulder,

"In that case, you can go with Manyan!"

To be continued