This is an endless mountain, the peaks are towering, like the dragon's spine undulating, in which there are dozens of zhang of big trees, vigorous and vigorous, covering the sky and the sun. ｀｀し

This is a hundred thousand mountains, which belong to the place where the southern barbarians live, and the barbarian beasts lurk.

An ancient tree with several people hugging each other rushed into the sky, and under an ancient tree in the depths of the mountain, there was a village made of stones, and a slight bonfire was rising. Many of them sat around the edge of the campfire, dressed in rudimentary clothes made of animal skins, but they all had the same characteristic: they were so strong that even a ten-year-old child had the tall bones of an adult in the world.

In the midst of this group of people, there was an old man with yellow hair and cloudy eyes, holding a bone staff, he was dressed in clean clothes, his skin was like orange peel, he looked very old and weak, but he was cleaner than other men and women, and there were several animal bones tied with hemp rope hanging from his animal skin robe, but the other villagers were full of respect for him.

The old man looked at the village of hundreds of people, and his mouth let out a burst of sounds, and then the men and women present knelt beside him, and listened to the sound of the words, and their faces were reverent.

"In the ancient flood and famine, the human race rose in the barbarians, and then there were barbarian ancestors, who rose in the 100,000 mountains, expelled the wild beasts, and killed the demons and evils, so today's barbarians are all given by the barbarian ancestors......"

The old man's voice floated through the village, and countless barbarian ancestor monks prostrated on the ground, shouting, "Thank you barbarian ancestor!"

After speaking, hundreds of barbarians stood up from the ground, patted the dust on their bodies, the animal bones made a loud sound, a group of barbarian women held the polished animal bones in their hands, cut the flesh and blood roasted on the bonfire, these flesh and blood emitted a stream of essence, under the scorching flames, the flesh rushed into everyone's noses with the essence, countless barbarian teenagers swallowed saliva, they were growing their bodies, and they needed the flesh and blood of these powerful brute beasts.

The barbarian woman respectfully delivered the largest and fattest piece of meat to the old man, and then evenly distributed it to some tall and adult barbarians, and the last brute flesh and blood left behind belonged to them and the children.

Each piece of flesh and blood was not much, but it exuded a stream of essence, and under the gust of gobbling up, many barbarians showed a look of satisfaction.

As night wore on, hundreds of barbarians sat around the campfire, while adults sharpened their weapons and laughed heartily. The girls of the village surround the bonfire, accompanied by agile dance steps, and their bodies are graceful, singing the most crisp songs in the mountains and forests, which is more beautiful than the chirping of larks.

The barbarian old man's cloudy pupils emitted a dim light, and beside him there was a thin young man, about eleven or twelve years old, with smart eyes, and his physique looked thin compared to his peers in the barbarian village, but his skin was fair, and he looked a little more handsome.

"Liu Mang, divide half of this meat and bring it to the man in the tent. The old man said.

The young man behind the old man was named Liu Mang, and when he heard the old man's words, he respectfully stepped forward, picked up the bone knife and cut the brute beast meat on the barbarian offering, divided it into half, and picked up a small amount of brute beast meat and walked into the tent under the suspicious eyes of everyone.

Not far away there was a simple tent made of animal skins, but it was gorgeous compared to the camping place of the other barbarians, it was the tent of the old man, and the old man was the barbarian sacrifice of the village.

The boy looked at the essence and flesh fragrance overflowing from it, and couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls. The barbarian village here is not big, living in the mountains, relying on adult barbarians to go out to hunt and feed hundreds of barbarians in the village, but recently, powerful barbarians have appeared frequently, and many adult barbarians have died in the mouths of barbarians, and the barbarian elders have ordered barbarians to go out to hunt less, which makes the food in the village much more tight.

Liu Mang held back his appetite, lifted the tent, and approached the bed, which was covered with animal skins and furs, on which a ragged man lay on it. He put the meat on the edge and pushed the man on the couch, but he didn't wake up.

That night thunder roared, rain poured down, the sky was torn open, and a white lightning bolt cut off several ancient trees not far from the village. The barbarian priest ordered the villagers to bring the strange man back to the village and heal him with herbs, but the man's injuries were too severe, and his body was full of cracks, and there was a fist-sized hole in his chest.

The terrible thing is that this body is still alive when it is injured like this.

The barbarian sacrificial old man took out some treasured herbs to heal his wounds, and even took out a drop of precious brute essence blood for him to take every day.

After nearly half a month, the strange man's body began to heal, and his breathing stabilized.

"Who the hell is he? He didn't die after being so badly injured, even Uncle Aoyama was scared......"

Liu Mang muttered, the uncle Qingshan in his mouth is the first barbarian Liu Qingshan in the entire Liu family's village, he has just become an adult and automatically awakened the brute blood, and now he has reached the eighth layer of the blood coagulation realm, and he is the most powerful barbarian in the village except for the barbarian elders, and he is also the person that the young Liu Mang admires the most.

Looking at the huge scar, Liu Mang stretched out his hand and carefully lifted the broken clothes on the strange man, the bright red flesh and blood exuded a warmth, Liu Mang carefully touched the strange body, and could feel the heart in this body beating continuously, even more powerful than the swarthy blood bull that Liu Qingshan captured last time.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, a little sluggish, but he noticed that there was someone next to him, and turned around, with a little puzzlement and confusion in his eyes.

"Ah......" Liu Mang's heart was shocked, although his body looked thin, his movements were very agile and sophisticated. He has been cultivating with barbarians since he was a child, and there is a big gap between his physique and that of barbarians, but he has developed a flexible body, and seeing the strange man wake up, the nature he cultivated in the barbarian village made Liu Mang take a few steps back sharply, staring at the strange man with hostility.

The strange man stood up, touched the scars on his body, looked around, and after a long time, asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is this?"

Liu Mang did not relax his vigilance and said: "This is a hundred thousand mountains, the land of the Southern Barbarians. ”

"The land of the Southern Barbarians?" the strange man's eyes showed a little confusion.

Seeing that this strange man did not seem to be hostile, Liu Mang's vigilance relaxed a little, and asked, "Who are you?

The man's eyes swept over, and there was a young face under the messy black hair, and his lips squirmed hard, and he said, "Who am I......"

"yes, who the hell am I ......"

The strange man kept asking himself, and many broken scenes rushed into his mind, and the fairy light red flame sky cracked and the void shattered...... He held his head in his arms, his headache splitting, and suddenly let out a roar, and his mind thumped, and he went blank, and fell weakly.

......

A few days later, there was a strange scenery in Liu's village, and on the edge of a vigorous and powerful giant tree, there was a handsome young man, who was the stranger who was rescued by Liu's barbarian village.

The young man leaned on the big tree, smelling the faint fragrance of grass and trees emanating from this ancient tree, and his eyes fell on the sky as if nothing was there. This barbarian village was incompatible with him, some eyes drifted over him, with doubts, and even a few barbarian girls, very curious about this fair-skinned and handsome young man, with a very direct glint in their eyes, wanted to come over and greet him.

In his hand, there was a fish-shaped jade talisman, which was given to him by the barbarian Zhang Lai, and that night he fell into the Liu village, and this jade talisman was found from him.

The young man stroked the jade talisman, there were two words engraved on it, the handwriting was delicate and timeless, like a woman carefully carving, containing the heart, and then, a red figure suddenly appeared in his mind, followed by a tingling pain. He struggled not to think about it, and the headache began to fade away.

Not far away, there was a young man, his eyes were black, flashing with agility, the young man remembered that the young man's name was Liu Mang, and it was that night that he was the first to discover himself and let the barbarian elders save him.

The young man beckoned to the young man, and the young man named Liu Mang was not afraid, walked over, sat on the edge of the big tree in the sheltered village, looked at Chen Yu with wide eyes, and said, "Big brother, what is your name?"

"First ......"

The young man thought about it for a long time, swayed the jade talisman, and said with bright eyes: "Let's call it Chen Yu!"

"Well, Brother Chen Yu, my name is Liu Mang...... It is determined to become a barbarian. Liu Mangsheng said with a red face.

"Barbarian......" Chen Yu muttered, his eyes did not fluctuate.

Liu Mang looked at him silently, thinking that Chen Yu didn't believe it, and hurriedly explained: "My Abba used to be a warrior of the Barbarian Royal Court, so I inherited Abba's barbarian bloodline and will become a barbarian!"

Chen Yu looked at Liu Mang's clear and firm eyes, and said with a smile: "I believe that you will definitely become the barbarian you say." ”

Liu Mang was particularly excited to get Chen Yu's affirmation, because every time he said that he wanted to become a barbarian, the adults in the village always had a smile on his face.

The two kept talking under the tree, and Chen Yu also learned a lot from the young Liu Mang.

The land of the Southern Barbarians is located in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Barbarians, and countless barbarian monks live in this mountain, and the village of the Liu clan is just a small village of the barbarians, with only a few hundred people, and the larger one is the tribe, guarded by powerful barbarians.

And the barbarians in Liu Mang's mouth originate from barbarian legends...... The barbarians have ancestors, rising in ancient times, condensing brute blood with all things in heaven and earth, flying to the sky, and reaching a certain realm, they can conquer the ancient beasts with their bare hands, and this group of people who condense brute blood is the barbarian bloodline left by the barbarian ancestors.

Brute blood can be regarded as a kind of bloodline inheritance, generally among the barbarian people, one out of a hundred people can automatically open the brute blood and obtain incredible power...... And those who automatically turn on the brute blood, their ancestors must be powerful barbarians.

There are also some people who forcibly open the barbarian blood and become barbarians, and the powerful can also pass on this bloodline.

In Liu's village, only a few adult men can be called barbarians, but they are all low-level brutes, but in this kind of small village with hundreds of people, this kind of combat power is also precious.

"My Abba used to be a warrior of the Barbarian Royal Court, and then died in the fight with the barbarian beasts, and my mother also disappeared, and then I was sent back to the village by the Royal Court, and I have been growing up in the village, so my ambition is to become a powerful barbarian like Abba, and become a warrior of the Barbarian Royal Court. Liu Mang seemed to have found a topic, Chen Yu was different from other people in the village, and always gave him affirmation.

"The Barbarian Royal Court?"

Chen Yu learned from Liu Mang's mouth that this royal court that ruled over 100,000 mountains was a relic inherited by the barbarian ancestors, and it was a barbarian royal family that ruled over a mountain.

While Liu Mang and Chen Yu were chatting, several running barbarians suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, they were bloody, everyone was injured, and a middle-aged barbarian led by a giant bow was Liu Qingshan in Liu Mang's mouth.

The barbarian man's arm was pierced by something, and he shouted as he ran not far from the village

"Run, there's a brute attack!"

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