Chapter 25 The Beginning of the Blood Moon

After waiting outside the tent for a long time, he was told that he could step in. Then he walked into the tent with respect. It was not until half an hour later that he left here respectfully with an ecstasy.

There were two people sitting in the purple tent. Both of them were old, with gray hair, but their eyes were dazzling. In front of them, there was a very ordinary vial, which was empty.

One of the old men in a white robe, with a medicine stone between his fingers, looked at it for a while, with a flash of light in his eyes, and he was even more surprised and hesitant.

He meditated for a moment, put the medicine stone in his nose and smelled it, closed his eyes slightly, and opened it for a long time.

"As he said, it does have that incredible effect! I have never seen this drug in the Fengzhen tribe for so many years. It seems that it is not like an ancient medicine. There is no trace of time on it, but it has just been refined for a long time!

What the hell is this..."

"It's a pity that a long time has passed, and the evil barbarism is even more difficult to provoke. Otherwise, you can also know the origin of this thing." The other old man opened his mouth slowly.

"Don't act rashly. The person who can take out this treasure, I'm afraid that it's either a high-level person who coagulates blood, or an outside fake dust evil barbarian. Brother, I'll take this treasure and bring it back to the tribe. Maybe the barbarians of my Fengzhen tribe can know The old man in white said, putting the medicine stone into the small bottle with great care, waved his right hand, and the small bottle disappeared in an instant.

"It should have been like this." The old man opposite nodded.

"This thing is too important. I will leave first. If there is a result, I will tell you again." The old man in white rose up, bowed to the man with his fist, hurried out of the purple tent, and stepped on his feet. Suddenly, his figure twisted and turned into a white fog and went straight to the sky, and soon disappeared.

When the day was getting bright, in a vast grassland a little way from this workshop, there was an extremely magnificent tribe. This tribe was as big as a city, surrounded by six tribes like Wushan. The central position is a huge mudstone city!

This city is majestic, like a giant beast curtain on the earth. It is just a clan in the city, and there are more than thousands of people, which is not comparable to the Wushan Department at all.

As for the six tribes outside the mud city, they were directly affiliated, some of which were directly conquered by the Fengzhen tribe, and some of them came here to seek shelter due to some accidents, and eventually became part of the Fengzhen tribe.

The Fengzhen tribe belongs to a medium-sized tribe, but it is a weak existence in the medium-sized tribe. After all, the vicinity of Wushan is also a remote corner for the whole barbarians, but it is also because of this that the Fengzhen tribe has become the hegemon of the neighborhood, leading all directions, accepting the worship of countless small Tribal members who are ready to contact the upper level.

At this moment, when the early sun in the distant sky looked up slightly, a white fog galloped in, and the fog condensed outside the mud city and turned into the old man in a white robe.

The old man looked solemn and immediately walked into the mud city. On the way, whenever he met the Fengzhen tribe, they were all respectful and stopped to worship.

In the center of the mud city, there is a dark altar, which is five-pointed and ten feet high. It is carved with some bird and beast totems, full of a primitive feeling.

The old man in white robe stood respectfully under the altar. After a moment, a soft voice came from the altar.

"Shi Hai, what's the matter?"

"Tell the barbarian, Shi Hai found a drug that he had never seen before in the department of Curse Ran. This medicine has an incredible effect..." The old man in white robe took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

"Oh? Take a look." The soft voice on the altar rose slowly.

The old man in white robe raised his right hand, but saw a flash of light in his hand. Suddenly, a small bottle appeared. The small bottle seemed to be pulled by some strange force, slowly floating up and flying above the altar.

There was silence around, and only the whimpering wind blew by from time to time, beating the clothes of the old man in white robes. He stood there motionless and waited silently.

For a long time, the soft voice rose again, but this time, it was with a trace of surprise!

"There is only one grain of this thing?"

"Only one." The old man in white opened his mouth immediately.

"I've never seen such a drug... This drug contains a structure that I don't know... And obviously it has just been refined... Who went to the department to change it?" The soft voice showed a trace of solemnness.

"It's an evil man." The old man in white said in a low voice.

"Find him, launch all your strength, and find this person! Tell him to join my Fengzhen tribe and I will give him the Hakka identity!" The soft sound suddenly rose.

The old man in white robe took a deep breath and respectfully said yes. Although he judged that the drug was extraordinary, he did not expect that the barbarian wanted to recruit this person as a Hakka. The identity of the Hakka was extremely noble. In addition to the patriarch and the barbarian, it was enough to be on an equal footing with the leaders of all positions.

With the retreat of the old man in white robe, this order was executed by the whole Fengzhen tribe, like a big net to find what they thought were evil!

At this moment, Su Ming, in his own house in the Wushan tribe, secretly made a decision. The next morning, he left the tribe alone, stepped into the jungle, and galloped in the direction of the Black Flame Peak.

He was familiar with the road. Su Ming jumped up and down in the jungle. After he reached the second level of the blood clotting state, his body was much more flexible and fast. Even Lei Chen needed all his strength to follow him. At this moment, in this familiar jungle, Su Ming's speed was faster. At noon, he had already come to the .

He jumped and climbed up to the Black Yanfeng until he returned to the quenched cave that belonged to him. Su Ming put down the basket on his back, which contained a lot of herbs, which he prepared for this quenching.

Xiaohong was not in the cave. He thought he should go out to play. Su Ming swept around the cave and made sure that there was no sign of wrong. After that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and concentrated on the blood in his body. In the flashing of the ten blood lines, his body was in the best state at this moment.

Even vaguely, Su Ming had a feeling of breaking through, as if the eleventh blood line was about to condense.

"My grandfather helped me really enlighten. He once said that I would soon reach the third level... Now that it's not long, I actually feel more than enough qi and blood... The first barbarian skill is really mysterious." Su Ming opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and black dirt came out of his whole body that day.

"Slow down the quenching and break through the second layer with one drum!" Su Ming meditated slightly and took out something from his arms. It was the rock grass that day. He took a look at the herb. Su Ming first swallowed a grain of dust, and then picked a leaf of the grass and bit it and swallowed it.

Closed his eyes and meditated again. After a moment, Su Ming sweated all over his body, and the blood was scattered, and the eleventh blood line was faintly coming out.

A few hours later, a muffled sound came from Su Ming's body. The eleventh blood line suddenly condensed, and a stronger force of qi and blood suddenly broke out on Su Ming.

Su Ming opened his eyes, and there was a bright light inside.

"Clot blood, the third layer!" He stood up with excitement on his face. After moving his body, he took the herbs and began the process of quenching the mountain spirit according to the method in his memory.

Today, Su Ming is not ignorant a few months ago. He is already very proficient in the method of quenching, and he has experience in using the flames here. With the temperature of this place rising, Su Ming simply took off his leather coat, ** put on his upper body, next to the barren tripod stone furnace, sometimes holding herbs to smell it, and Medium.

Time passed unconsciously, the sky outside was getting darker, the mountains and forests were slowly silent, and even the voices of birds and beasts were so weak that they were imperceptible.

As the sky goes down, the bright moon hangs high, but the bright moon of this night is very different from ordinary times. The color of the moon is obviously much red. At first glance, it seems that there is a blood moon in the sky.

This strange phenomenon seems to have turned into a strange smell covering the earth, especially near Wushan. The sound of the birds and beasts almost disappeared, and even the faint hiss stopped suddenly, as if they did not dare to make a sound.

In the mountain forest under the black fire peak, a red shadow flashed away. The red shadow was the little monkey. At this moment, it looked solemn, and its eyes showed vigilance. Sometimes it looked up at the red moon, and panic flashed from its face.

As it was moving forward, it hesitated for a moment. It didn't know that Su Ming had come back. It immediately changed its direction and no longer went to the Black Flame Peak, but in a flash, it disappeared in the jungle and hid.

As the sky became darker and darker, the color of the moon became more and more bright red. In the end, the whole Wushan seemed to turn red.

At this time, a faint roar faintly came out of Wushan. The roar became stronger and stronger with the passage of time, and in the end, it came out of Wushan.

The roar seems to have endless resentment, which can make people tremble in their ears, as if the soul is about to be shaken. Even if they listen to it for a long time, there will be a feeling of burning blood in the body, which makes people can't help but be afraid.

The roar echoed the world, as if reflected in the blood and moon in the sky, making the whole Wushan shrouded in a strange mystery.

On this night, the three tribes near Wushan were all in vigilance. In the Wushan Department, the ordinary clan returned to the house early under the protection of the barbarians of the clan and never went out easily, and all the barbarians guarded the tribe under the personal leadership of the patriarch.

Grand Duke stood at the top of the tribe, which was a platform made of huge wood. He held a black bone stick in his hand and looked into the distance, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

He noticed Su Ming's departure, but he didn't expect that today was the night of the blood moon every three years, and this time the blood moon was obviously several months earlier than in previous years. This strange phenomenon made him even more surprised.

"Fire!" After a long time, Grandpa suddenly opened his mouth, and immediately those tribal people around the huge wooden platform were put under the huge wood with torlets one after another, which made the platform burn brightly in an instant. The Grandpa was in it, as if he were in a sea of fire, but he looked calm and muttered strange spells in his mouth.

Not only the Wushan Department, at this moment, in the other direction, in the Oolong tribe, there is also the same scene. The grandfather of the Oolong tribe, wearing a wide robe, can't even see whether it is a man or a woman. He holds the skull of a strange beast with a one-horn in his hand, holding The sound came from his mouth.

Among the oolong tribes not far away, there stood an extremely beautiful girl. The girl was pale at this moment and looked up at the blood moon in the sky.

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