Su Ming silently walked in this mud and stone city belonging to the Fengzhen tribe, in front of him, the leading clansman walked alone, and the sense of arrogance revealed by his back, Su Ming could feel it very clearly.

"He does have the qualifications to be arrogant...... Su Ming looked at the city in front of him, looked at the mud and stone houses everywhere, and couldn't help but think of the leather tents in his tribe in his mind...... Or maybe it's not comparable at all.

Especially on the way, Su Ming saw too many people from the Fengzhen tribe, and even in the past sixteen years, he had never seen so many barbarian people, it was extremely lively, and the men and women in that crowd, even if they were wearing animal skins, were several times better than the simplicity on Su Ming's body.

There are many of them, wearing coarse linen clothes that only Ah Gong has, and these people, without exception, are barbarians with an extremely powerful sense of qi and blood.

"Medium-sized tribe ......" Su Ming looked at everything he saw, and then looked outside the city wall in the distance, he remembered that he had seen it in mid-air before, around this mud and stone city, there were six tribes like Wushan, obviously, they were not qualified to live in this city for a long time, they could only be outside.

Along the way, Su Ming also saw a lot of houses for selling and trading, although there were not many people, but everyone who came in and out made Su Ming's heart shocked.

On the ground, instead of soil, there are many stones, and I don't know how to crush and flatten all these stones, and it is very hard to step on it, which makes Su Ming, who is used to soft soil, a little uncomfortable.

In the distance, surrounded by mud and stone walls, Su Ming also saw several giant bows about ten zhang in size, all black, exuding a sinister aura, which made people look at it, and a chill rose in his heart.

"Have you seen enough?" A shrill voice interrupted Su Ming's gaze, it was the Fengzhen clan who was leading, he looked back at Su Ming at this moment and laughed.

The arrogance contained in that smile seemed to turn into ridicule at the moment, not to ridicule Su Ming, but to ridicule the people of the small tribe who were almost equally stunned after coming here.

"Don't look at it yet, you will live here for a while, you can take a look at any time, especially at night, I suggest you don't stay in the residence, but go out for a walk, the night of my Fengzhen tribe is far from being comparable to your Wushan tribe.

Now hurry up and follow me, don't make the barbarian wait for a long time. The Fengzhen clan patted Su Ming's shoulder, turned around and walked faster.

Su Ming was silent and walked quickly after him.

In the center of the mud and stone city, in the huge pentagonal altar, there are three secret rooms, and in one of the secret rooms at this moment, the barbarian prince of the Fengzhen tribe, the purple-robed man of the Dust Realm, is sitting cross-legged there, and opposite him is the Wushan Tribe's Ah Gong Mosang with a calm expression.

Between the two, there is a game of chess, this chess is mostly some animal bones polished, it looks very rough, and the chessboard is a big stone, which is carved.

In addition to the chessboard, each of them had a fist-sized stone cup in his hand, and the heat wafted from it, carrying a stream of agarwood, and it was all around.

"Mo Sang, when you came back from going out, you gave me this chessboard and chess pieces, and taught me how to play chess. The purple-robed man picked up a beast bone chess piece, put it in one place, and looked up and laughed.

"This chessboard was obtained from the Tai'a tribe, and it is said that Tai'a's ancestors copied it from a distant place...... It's a pity that I haven't touched you for many years. Ah Gong picked up a chess piece, put it aside, and spoke softly.

"Mosan, in fact, I have always envied you. The purple-robed man sighed lightly, looked at the old Mo Sang in front of him, and the scene of the two of them when they were young came to mind...... Among their contemporaries, everyone knew it...... But now, who would have thought that the proud son of the sky back then has now become an old man in the twilight.

"You shouldn't have been born in the Osan tribe...... If you promised Ah Gong back then that you were willing to become his barbarian, then the current barbarian of the Fengzhen Department is not me, it will be you......

Moreover, you will not be difficult to cultivate, you should advance me a lot and step into the dust...... Even Ah Gong said back then, you are the one he has seen in his life, and you are most likely to become the person in the Bone Sacrifice Realm!" Saying the word Bone Sacrifice, the purple-robed man's eyes showed a bright light, which contained longing.

"Sacrificial bones...... Sacrificial bones...... Sacrifice the thirteenth spine of oneself, open the seal of fate, and make that thirteenth spine a real barbarian bone in the pre-barbarian period!" the purple-robed man said, the light in his eyes dimmed.

"I can't do ......"

Mo Sang was silent, and when he heard the words sacrifice bones, there was bitterness and remembrance on his face.

"If you had agreed to Ah Gong's request, married Wen Yan, and joined Fengzhen, Ah Guild would be the power of the entire tribe to help you sacrifice bones! Once you reach the Bone Sacrifice Realm, how can my Fengzhen tribe hide here......" The purple-robed man smiled bitterly.

"Jing Nan, it's all over. Mo Sang said slowly.

"Yes, it's all over......" The purple-robed man shook his head and sighed when he heard Mo Sang finally call his name.

"The reason why you are willing to come to see my old friend this time is because of the child who stood by your side before...... He should be the baby you brought back back then. Jing Nan, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, looked at Mo Sang and said slowly.

"This is one of them!" Mo Sang picked up the stone cup, blew it inside, and after blowing away some of the hot air, he slowly tasted it.

"I can feel that the blood moon of the past days is related to the Black Mountain tribe...... The Bitu of the Black Mountain tribe may have another ...... of creation," Ah Gong put down the stone cup.

"I won't hide it from you, he can step into the Dust Realm at any time!Mo Sang, if you ask me to take action to cut him off, this matter will ......" Jing Nan hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"I can't do this, if he becomes the Dust Realm, it will be of great help to my Fengzhen tribe, even if you agree to my request back then, I can't do it. ”

"It doesn't matter. Ah Gong smiled slightly, he had long known that this would be the case, and the Jing Nan in front of him was not as friendly as it seemed, and the entanglement between the two of them was understood by each other.

"You have your difficulties, I understand this matter, and there will be a break between me and him sooner or later!

"Oh? Jing Nan, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, had a faint flash of his eyes and slowly spoke.

Ah Gong said softly, the words were very weak, only Jing Nan could hear it, after he heard it, his expression did not move, but he closed his eyes, as if he was contemplative.

Ah Gong did not urge, but picked up the stone cup and tasted it slowly.

Time gradually passed, there was silence in the secret room, and I don't know how long it had passed, and suddenly a respectful voice came from outside the secret room.

"Yu Mangong, Su Ming brought it. ”

"Let him in. Jing Nan still closed his eyes and didn't open them.

The sound of footsteps in this silent secret room, slowly came from a distance, Su Ming was very nervous, and walked forward step by step, the lights here were not bright, faintly dim, as he walked forward, at the end of the road, he saw the grandfather and the purple-robed man in the secret room.

After seeing Ah Gong, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Su Ming, come to me. Ah Gong had a smile on his face and beckoned to Su Ming, Su Ming walked a few steps quickly, stood behind Ah Gong, lowered his head, and said nothing.

"Name your second request. After a while, Jing Nan opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, staring at Ah Gong Mosang, and said slowly.

"I want a drop of your brute blood!" Ah Gong also stared at Jing Nan and slowly spoke.

Jing Nan's brows immediately frowned, as a barbarian, he has brute blood, but he is a strong man in the Dust Realm, his brute blood is extremely precious, every time he condenses a drop, it will allow him to cultivate for a period of time before he can recover, even if he is a clansman in the tribe, except for some people with extremely excellent talents, he will rarely reward a drop of brute blood.

In the midst of a deep groan, Jing Nan looked past Mo Sang and glanced at Su Ming.

Although Su Ming lowered his head, he could still feel the purple-robed man's gaze falling on him, like a pinprick in a needle.

"Give it to him, this son is an ordinary talent, and it is difficult for him to fuse a drop of my brute blood, and it is a bit wasted. You can ask for another one. Jing Nan retracted his gaze and spoke calmly.

"Two requirements, no change, the first barbarian technique, the real barbarian method, if you agree, I will give it to you afterwards!" Ah Gong Mosang picked up the stone cup and handed it to Su Ming behind him, signaling Su Ming to drink it.

After Su Ming took it, he didn't hesitate, he drank it dry, and suddenly there was a slight heat in his body, which was very comfortable.

Jing Nan frowned, pondered for a while, looked at Ah Gong Mosang, and suddenly spoke.

"Okay, I can promise you these two requests, but brute blood here, you also know that this big test has a total of three levels, the top three in each level, I will send brute blood, in order to avoid waste, I want to add a premise, this big test, if this son can be ranked in the top forty in any level, I will send him brute blood!

If you don't, you'll need to ask for something else!"

Ah Gong pondered for a while, but still felt that the other party was a little deliberately difficult, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded, thinking in his heart about how to have similar benefits to Su Ming if he changed his request.

Su Ming listened to these words, looked at the white hair on Ah Gong's head and the wrinkles on his face, thinking about the sarcastic words of the old woman of the Oolong Department, as well as the indifference of Beiling, and even the loneliness in his heart and the fantasy of the beast leather book when he looked at the night sky alone in his life, all of which surrounded Su Ming's mind at this moment, turned into a firmness and determination that he had never had!

This resoluteness is even stronger than when he visited the statue before!!

Ah Gong got up and motioned for Su Ming to follow him, and when he was about to leave here, Jing Nan, who was cross-legged, stared at Ah Gong Mosang, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and suddenly spoke.

"Mossan, there is a question that I have buried in my heart for more than ten years, and I always want to ask you...... Now, since you have come to my Fengzhen tribe, then I hope you can tell me the answer!"

Ah Gong's footsteps did not stop, walking in front, Su Ming followed behind him, and heard the voice of the purple-robed man behind him.

"You are obviously only a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, why do I feel a faint, and definitely dusty breath on you, both then and now!!" The purple-robed man spoke quickly, he didn't say all the thoughts in his heart, and there was even a trace of this existential aura on the other party's body, even he felt frightened.

So it was then, and it still is!

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