Chapter 129 A Skin

Su Ming is eager to become an open dust world. In addition to the volume of beast leather books, he knows about the open dust world. What's more is to take advantage of some words from the grandfather for more than ten years: Su Ming knows that the so-called open dust is an earth-shaking change when the blood coagulation line in the [body] reaches a certain level, which is like turning into a cocoon into a butterfly, scattering the condensed blood line in the [body], Blood, draw a pattern.

Everyone's tattoos are different. There is no exactly the same barbaric tattoo in the world. Even if it looks similar, there is a gap: as for what kind of barbaric pattern is drawn, it varies from person to person, looking for the feeling in the dark.

But in the same way, if you can't find this and feeling, you need to draw the barbarian lines, but if this is the case, it will be much weaker in terms of strength.

Therefore, some people have clearly stepped into the open dust, but still choose not to draw the barbarian lines. They do not want to leave regrets, so the two forces stagnated at that stage, struggling to find that and indescribable feeling: once the barbarian lines are drawn, they can't be changed in this life, and Those people with simple barbarian lines, although difficult, if they can be successful, the complex barbarian lines will be beyond the same level and quite powerful!

As for the degree of success of stepping into the dust, it is inevitably related to the number of blood clotting lines. The more blood lines, the more successful it is, and the more the number, the stronger it will be when stepping into the early stage of dust.

Even if it can reach more than nine hundred and fifty blood lines, once it enters the open dust, it will not be able to resist in the early stage. Although the strength is not as good as the middle stage of the open dust, it can be called a strong person in the early stage of the open dust.

It's just that the number of blood lines is only about 781. Even if it increases again, it is difficult to reach 900. In this way, unless there is great determination, great perseverance, great opportunity, and extreme self-confidence in yourself, or tribal protection, no one can insist on increasing in those long years. Don't fall in the blood line.

Moreover, when the blood line reaches a certain level, it is not that it can be increased again by time. It is often more than ten years, and it is difficult to add one.

It is difficult to open the dust, but if it is satisfied, it can also be relatively simple. Don't seek to pursue the blood line of more than the sacrifice. Those who open the dust in about 800 are not without it. Everything varies according to people's thoughts.

Once the dust is opened, no matter in any way, after drawing the barbarian pattern, you need to use the initial power of the barbarian pattern to sacrifice the same item in your own body [body]. This thing will become a strong man in the dust world, the first original barbarian weapon in your life!

This barbarian weapon is quite important to everyone who opens the dust.

Therefore, those who are at the top of the blood coagulation realm and have the opportunity to step into the dust at any time will prepare such items in advance, in case that once the dust is opened, there is no better sacrifice, which will bring inconvenience and regret to themselves.

Unless it is the pride of those strong tribes, they don't need to prepare. They have their elders to prepare everything they need in advance. After all, it is a big deal for any medium-sized tribe.

For such an item, Su Ming once heard Grandpa say by chance that in order to make this thing in advance so that there will be no rejection from itself during sacrifice, it is necessary to condense a drop of blood in advance, drip on this object, and every period of time, such an action must be carried out. Only in this way can we have a sense of Avoid accidents when the dust is opened in the future.

At this moment, in Su Ming's [Baidu Seeking Magic Bar Quick Hand, Ear Root Book Fan Official yy: 3943], there is a white diamond-shaped leaf in the white stone box. Although the shape of this leaf is strange, its upper vein is clear, and it is indeed a leaf on that leaf. There is a drop of blood. There is not much blood left, and it has become a sticky criminal. In the vein of this leaf, nearly 30% of it has become red.

"This is the sacrifice prepared by Hefeng for him to open the dust!" Su Ming looked at the white leaves in the box, and his eyes flashed. The value of this thing far exceeded those stone coins, and it could even be said that it could not be estimated.

For those who are prepared when opening the dust, it may not be very useful, but for those who are not well prepared, the value of this thing is enough for them to scatter their wealth.

It is said that this thing was placed by Hefeng's valuable stone box, which is obviously an extraordinary product. After all, he was a man of the Handan Mountain Department in those years. Although the Handan Mountain Department was destroyed, he could not only leave something like this purple bag, but also leave a heavy treasure, and he must also leave an excellent dust sacrifice

Staring at the leaf in the stone box, Su Ming raised his right hand and bounced gently. The force of qi and blood poured into the vibration. The sticky blood on the leaf was bounced out and turned into a flame in the air, burning directly without a trace.

Although there is no Hefeng's blood on it, there are still some that have been integrated in the vein of the leaves, which can't be forced out in a short time, but Su Ming is patient.

"If I didn't find a better one, if there was a dusty day, I would use it as a sacrifice: "Su Ming cherishedly covered the stone box, and his eyes fell on the last item: the dark mask that seemed to absorb the eyes.

Picking up the mask, Su Ming looked at it for a long time, but did not see any clue. He looked down at the unconscious He Feng in meditation, got up and walked to He Feng's side, and slowly covered the mask on He Feng's face. He looked alert and alert. When the mask was covered with the wind, he paid attention to the change of his body until the mask was covered with the face of the wind, and there was no change at all.

The mask was dark. After covering He Feng's face, He Feng seemed to be a different person. Especially there was no position of all the facial features on the mask. Only two holes in his eyes made his whole face reveal a gloomy feeling. Su Ming frowned and was about to take off the mask, and suddenly his expression moved.

In his eyes, the gentle wind's body at this moment gradually became ethereal, which seemed to be blurred. The only clear thing was the mask.

Su Ming gently took the mask off He Feng's face, looked carefully at He Feng's body, and observed it with qi and blood in his [body]. After confirming that He Feng had not changed at all before, he was relieved. He stepped back a few steps and was about to put the mask on his face to try.

But Su Ming hesitated a little and didn't put it on. Instead, he looked at it a few times and put it in the purple bag.

"The harmony is so deep that I have to guard against it!" Su Ming was silent. The most suspicious of these items was this mask, but he was not sure. After all the rest was collected, he looked at He Feng's unconscious body, took out the herbs needed to evaluate the Lingsan, went forward on He Feng's body, poked the bleeding hole, and made peace on it one by one according to the refining method in his mind

Those herbs Su Ming couldn't see anything strange, but after being made into He Feng's body, they quickly withered one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon disappeared into the blood holes.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming was not surprised. There was a flash of light in his eyes. In the steps of evaluation and spiritual dispersion that existed in his mind, there was a description in front of him, which showed that the body of Hefeng met the requirements of evaluation, and it should be the good Hecao's physical work. Although these herbs withered, The wind [body] leaves seeds, which is a tripod and grows slowly. When it reaches a certain extent, it can be evaluated.

After planting all the herbs slowly, Su Ming sat aside on his knees, took out the black bone bought from Hanshan City, took out the white bone in the Hefeng bag, compared it, took out two herbs from the bag, planted bone hair, and put it on it.

I couldn't see the clue for a short time, so Su Ming put these two braids together with the wind.

"If this white bone can be used, then I will only need three herbs and a beast bone: I don't know how many herbs Fang Mu can find." After thinking about it, Su Ming stopped thinking about it, but took out the animal skin and the wooden slip in the Hefeng bag, and looked at it in the quiet hole.

"The place where Hefeng said to hide its treasure is not in a hurry. When everything is safe, it's not too late to get it, but I don't know what kind of treasure it is..." Su Ming looked at Mu Jian and thought about it.

Time passes slowly, and it will soon be two days. In these two days, Su Ming sometimes observes his "medicine tripod" and sometimes looks at the two jingles, bones and grass, and pays more attention to the changes in the outside world. In addition, the rest of the time is to learn the art of branding on this wooden slip.

As Hefeng said, this technique is very wonderful, and it is not difficult to practice, but this branding technique does not use the power of internal qi and blood. Although Su Ming has mastered this technique, it is not essential and cannot be used.

He raised his right hand and made a very astringent gesture, as if pinching his finger and pushing forward several times, but he didn't feel it at all.

"What kind of spell is this?" Su Ming scratched his head, looked at the gentle wind that had been in a coma, and gave up the idea of waking him up. When this person is now in a coma, his body is faintly trembling, which seems to be extremely painful. If he is awakened, say no [Baidu Seek Magic Bar Quick Hand Fight, Ear Root Book It has been returned.

Put away the wooden slip. Su Ming calmed down and picked up the animal skin in the Hefeng bag, which recorded the two and barbarians. Su Ming hurriedly swept it a few days ago. This new one looked at the ride, but soon, he looked puzzled.

"Twenty blood lines can be practiced in barbaric arts, and after ninety-nine, these two and barbaric arts can be maximized... This animal skin is useless at all, unless it is something of the Hefeng tribe, left by him with remembrance." Su Ming looked at the animal skin carefully, then put it aside, frowned, and looked at the unconscious breeze. "This person's mind is not bad. It's understandable to leave something with memories... But... I always feel something is wrong." Su Ming grabbed the animal skin around him and stared at it again, but still found nothing.

"Is it wrong..." Su Ming's eyes flashed and put the animal's skin in his nose. After smelling it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

But at this moment, suddenly a muffled roar rumbled from the outside, and the roar of wild beasts was mixed inside, like something happened in the rainforest outside.

Su Ming immediately put away the animal's skin, looked alert and resentful, and his heart pounded. He got to the hole and looked out cautiously.