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This is an ordinary stone fragment, only the size of a baby's palm, with an irregular appearance, in addition to some natural veins, there is also a hollow hole, like a pendant.

But there is nothing unusual about the overall look, it looks very ordinary.

The only thing that is a little strange is that when Su Ming holds the fragment, he feels warm on it, and there seems to be a warmth flowing into his body, which makes people very comfortable.

"Huh?" Su Ming looked carefully, but after looking at it for a while, he didn't see any clues.

"I heard Ah Gong mention that it is said that this place used to be a place of fire savage in the early days, so it seems that this thing may have some fire savage power, so it will make people feel warm, which is not bad. Su Ming untied the crescent bone ring hanging around his neck, put the fragment into it, and hung it on his neck again, the fragment was close to his chest, and the warmth was a little stronger.

"Home!" the boy strode towards the lighted place in the distance, and ran quickly, not noticing that the stone fragment in his bosom against his chest had a faint glimmer of light.

As it approached, in front of Su Ming's eyes, the faint light gradually became clear, and he could see that it was a tribe surrounded by a wall made of many giant trees.

The scope is not large, there are only hundreds of people living there, but in Su Ming's eyes, this place makes him feel warm. Faintly, there were bursts of lively laughter, and from the cracks in the rows of giant wooden walls, you could see that in the center of the tribe, there was a huge bonfire, surrounded by many clansmen, and some women from the tribe, dancing towards the bonfire.

The gate of the tribe, which is also composed of giant trees, when opened, is often hung up by several ropes, and now it is closed, and there are several extremely burly men on it, wearing animal skin clothes, with extremely rough skin, with white bone strings hanging around their necks, and bone rings on their ears, full of fierce meaning, staring at the surroundings with blazing eyes, and when they saw Su Ming running in the distance, these big men grinned.

"Lasu, Ah Gong has been looking for you for a day, why did you come back. ”

"It's raining just now, are you going to grab oolongsaliva again? ”

"Ah Gong is looking for me, throw the rope down, this harvest is not bad. Su Ming ran a few steps quickly, came to the bottom of the gate, patted the basket behind him proudly, and shouted loudly.

As a braided rope hung down from a high place, Su Ming grabbed it, climbed flexibly with his body, climbed to the top of the gate in a few breaths, smiled after seeing the few clansmen who were keeping vigil, and walked down the stairs on the side.

"This little doll is flexible, and her courage is not small, many years ago, she dared to go to Wulong Mountain alone to collect medicine, it seems that in the future, the mortal doctor in the tribe must be him. ”

"It's a pity that he doesn't have a brute body, otherwise, maybe he can become a brute doctor like Ah Gong. Several big men looked at Su Ming who was far away and sighed slightly.

Su Ming entered the tribe and ran all the way, and in the surrounding grass and trees, after seeing him, people would often shout Lasu kindly.

The name Rasu does not refer only to him, but to all the children in the tribe who have not yet reached the second barbarian enlightenment.

Su Ming ran very fast, and it didn't take long for him to come to the center of the tribe, and he saw a large number of clansmen surrounding the bonfire, laughing and laughing.

Outside the campfire, there is a circle of burn-resistant wooden bars, on which there are many large pieces of meat that have been grilled and oiled, giving off bursts of aroma.

There were even a few girls in the clan, after seeing Su Ming running over, they glanced at it, and they didn't care too much.

For this tribe, Su Ming, who has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, has a physical gap with other clansmen, and almost every clansman is much burder than him.

I finally squeezed it out, grabbed a piece of fragrant barbecue, and ran briskly towards the front while biting into it.

In the crowd, in front of him, sat an old man who was not wearing a single animal skin, but a coarse linen shirt, this old man had a lot of pigtails on his head, and looked extremely old, but his eyes were quite charming, and people looked as if they were about to be ingested.

His identity should be extremely noble, and he was whispering something, accompanied by several clansmen around him, nodding his head while listening, and his expression was extremely respectful.

Seeing Su Ming running from afar, the old man smiled on his face, nodded, motioned for Su Ming to sit aside, and continued to talk with those clansmen.

Those clansmen also saw Su Ming, and smiles appeared on their faces.

"Although my Wushan tribe is a small tribe, but after all, it is an orthodox Wushan inheritance, this time the Fengzhen tribe has a big birthday, and I have a friendship with it back then, so I can't be rude. The old man spoke slowly.

"It's a pity that my Wushan tribe split hundreds of years ago, and now only the lower three veins are continued, otherwise, my Wushan tribe is also a medium-sized tribe, and when I dominate the nearby eight directions, the Fengzhen tribe is also subordinate, but now...... Alas. "The man who spoke was a man about forty years old, he was the patriarch of the Osan tribe, his body was large, as if he was full of astonishing explosive power, and the bone ring on his neck was impressively nine finger-thick teeth.

Especially on his face, there is a faint line, the appearance of the line is extremely hideous, like a ghost, but it is very vague, and it seems that it can never be completely solidified.

Su Ming looked at the pattern, his eyes showed envy, through the roll of animal skin, Su Ming knew that it was a brute pattern that had not yet been formed, and in the entire tribe, no one now had the strength to draw the brute pattern to solidify it.

Even Ah Gong is only at the ninth layer of condensing brute blood.

But even so, it has made Ah Gong the strongest among the many tribes near Osan Mountain, and the only ones that can be compared with it are the former tribes of the same clan that separated from the other two veins, the Black Mountain Department and the Oolong Department.

"What is the past, what's the use of mentioning it, without the protection of the powerhouses of the Open Dust Realm, it is impossible to become a medium-sized tribe, and the death of the two Open Dust Realm ancestors of the Wushan Tribe, back then, is the root cause of the final split.

The old man has practiced so far, but he has never been able to break through the ninth layer of blood coagulation, he can't reach the tenth layer, and he can't reach the eleventh layer of that limit, he can't draw completely coagulated brute lines, and it's difficult to open the ......dust," the old man in coarse linen clothes sighed lightly and said slowly.

"Go down, and prepare your gifts, and ...... tomorrow Mountain Scar, as the leader of the Osan Hunting Team, you will lead the team to set off. The old man stood up, glanced at a middle-aged man standing next to the patriarch of the Wushan tribe, turned around and left the place, and walked into the distance.

The middle-aged man's expression was calm, and when he heard this, he immediately bowed down and said yes.

Su Ming hurriedly followed behind Ah Gong and left the bustling place of the bonfire together.

The old man didn't speak, but walked silently, and when the happy chatter behind him faded away, he came to the outside of a house made of grass and trees, and walked in.

This house is not big, it is quite simple inside, after entering the house, the old man sat cross-legged on the side and glanced at Su Ming, who followed up.

"Going to pick oologris again?"

Being alone with the old man at the moment, Su Ming was very respectful to this grandfather who had watched him grow up since he was a child, put down the basket behind him, he picked up the small earthen bottle and handed it to the old man.

"With your flexibility, those oolongs won't be able to hurt you, but it's better to go less...... After all, it also belongs to the Black Mountain Department and the Oolong Department.

This oolongsaliva is useless to me, you can leave it to nourish your body. The old man looked at Su Ming with a kind expression.

Su Ming nodded and put away the vial, he had drunk a lot of this thing over the years, and it was precisely because of this that he had such a flexible body.

For many years, Ah Gong often boiled some medicinal soup for him, so that although he did not have the barbarian body to cultivate barbarians, he was much stronger than ordinary people.

"There are three days left, and it is time for you in the clan to start your generation, and I remember that you have reached the age of sixteen...... I need to visit the statue. The old man looked at Su Ming and said slowly.

"The barbarian statue of my Wushan tribe is inherited from the real Wushan tribe back then, although it is not the main statue, and it cannot be compared with the barbarian statue of the medium-sized tribe, but in the vicinity, it is extremely powerful. ”

Su Ming was silent for another moment and nodded.

"Don't go out these days, take a good rest, and go with them in three days. The old man said, slowly closing his eyes.

Su Ming stood for a while, left silently with the basket, and walked to the grass and wood house that belonged to him not far from here.

He will never forget that at the age of seven, he went around the statue with all the children of the same age in the tribe for the first time of enlightenment.

As a barbarian, you need to go through two rituals like enlightenment in your life, which is the barbarian enlightenment, once at the age of seven and once at the age of sixteen.

At the same time, the grandfather of the tribe will also use the power of the barbarian image to choose a person with a barbarian body at this time.

Sighing lightly, Su Ming's heart was filled with bitterness, he longed to become a barbarian cultivator, the description of the scenes in the animal skin scroll made him obsessed since he was a child, but the cruelty of reality, when he visited the barbarian statue for the first time when he was seven years old, it was clearly revealed that he did not have the barbarian body, and he did not have the qualifications to cultivate barbarians.

Barbarian is the foundation of the world, only by becoming a barbarian can you laugh at the nine heavens and become a real strongman!

From the animal skin scroll, Su Ming knew when he was a child that there were many tribes in this world, large and small, and each tribe had its own different barbarian image, which was the foundation of a tribe and a necessary thing for future generations to become barbarians.

If you can comprehend the barbarian image, you can naturally obtain the inheritance of cultivating barbarism, and you can cultivate on your own without being taught.

But once he failed at the age of seven and sixteen, it meant that everything could never be changed, Su Ming's heart had been hesitating, and he was looking forward to it when he didn't see the answer, but now that it was only three days before the last enlightenment, he was afraid.

"This time...... Can it be done......" Su Ming silently returned to his house, sat aside, and got up in a daze.