Chapter 46 Grandpa's Secret!

Su Ming silently walked in this mudstone city belonging to the Fengzhen tribe. In front of him, the people who led him walked alone. Su Ming could clearly feel the sense of arrogance from his back.

"He is indeed arrogant..." Su Ming looked at the city in front of him and looked at the mud and stone houses everywhere. He couldn't help but think of the leather tents in his tribe. In contrast... or it can't be compared at all.

Especially on the way, Su Ming saw too many Fengzhen people. Even in the past 16 years, he has never seen so many barbarians, which is extremely lively. The men and women in the crowd, even the animal skins they wear, are several times better than Su Ming's simplicity.

Many of them are wearing coarse linen sackcloths that only Grandpa can have. These people, without exception, are barbarians with an extremely strong sense of qi and blood.

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

Along the way, Su Ming also saw a lot of houses for sale. Although there were not many people there, Su Ming was shocked by everyone who went in and out.

On the ground, it was not mud, but a lot of stones. I don't know how to crush all these stones and flatten them. It was very hard to step on them, which made Su Ming, who was used to the soft soil, a little uncomfortable.

Around the mudstone city wall in the distance, Su Ming also saw several huge bows about ten feet in size, all black, emitting a sense of evil spirit, which made people look at it, and there was a chill in his heart.

"Have you seen enough?" A harsh voice interrupted Su Ming's eyes. It was the Fengzhen people who were attracted. He looked back at Su Ming at this moment and laughed.

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

"Don't look at it for a while. You will live here for a period of time, and you can see it at any time. Especially at night, I suggest that you don't live in your residence, but go out for a walk. The night of my Fengzhen tribe is far from being comparable to your Wushan.

Follow me now and don't let the barbarian wait for a long time. The Fengzhen people patted Su Ming on the shoulder, turned around and walked faster.

Su Ming was silent and quickly walked after him.

The mudstone city, in the center, there are three secret rooms in the huge five-pointed altar. At this moment, in one of the secret rooms, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, the man in purple robe who opened the dusty world, sat cross-legged there. Opposite him, there was the calm look of the Wu

Between the two, there is a game of chess. This chess is mostly made of some animal bones, which looks rough, and the chessboard is a big stone, which is portrayed.

In addition to the chessboard, each of them has a fist-sized stone cup in their hands, in which the heat is floating around, with a stream of incense.

"Mosang, when you came back from going out, you gave me this chessboard and chess pieces, which also taught me how to play chess. I think it's also in order not to be lonely. Someone will accompany you to relieve your boredom." The man in purple picked up a bone chess piece, put it in one place, and looked up and laughed.

"This chessboard is from the Tai'a tribe. It is said that Tai'a's first imitation from a distant place... Unfortunately, I haven't touched it for many years, and I can't beat you." Grandpa picked up a chess piece, put it aside, and opened his mouth softly.

"Mosang, in fact, I have always envied you." The man in purple robe sighed and looked at the old Mosang in front of him. A scene when they were young came to his mind. The other person in the memory was so energetic and arrogant in heaven and earth... Among their generation, no one knows... But now, who would have thought that the proud son of heaven in those years, Now he has become a twilight old man.

"You shouldn't have been born in the Wushan Department... If you had promised your grandfather and were willing to be his son of barbarians, then today's Fengzhen Department's barbarians, not me, will be you...

Moreover, you won't be difficult to make progress. You should step into the dust a lot ahead of time... Even Grandpa said that you are the one he has seen in his life and is most likely to become the person who sacrifices to the bone world!" Speaking of the word "sacrifice to the bone, the man in purple robe showed a bright light in his eyes, which contained desire.

"Sacrifice to the bone... sacrifice the bone... sacrifice the thirteenth spine of yourself, open the seal of fate, and make the thirteenth spine a pre-barbarian period, a real barbarian bone!" The man in purple said, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"I can't do it..."

Mo Sang was silent. When he heard the word sacrifice to the bone, he had bitterness and memory on his face.

"If you had agreed to the request of the Grand Duke, marry Wen Yan as your wife, and join Fengzhen, the guild will help you sacrifice your bones with the power of the whole tribe! Once you reach the realm of sacrifice, how can my Fengzhen tribe hide here..." The man in purple robe smiled bitterly.

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

"Yes, it's all over..." The man in purple shook his head and sighed when he heard that Mo Sang finally called out his name.

"The reason why you are willing to see my old friend this time should be for the child who stood beside you before... He should be the baby you brought back back." Jing Nan, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, looked at Mosang and said slowly.

"This is one of them!" The ink sauna picked up the stone cup, blew a breath inside, blew away some of the rising hot air, and slowly took a sip.

"I can feel that the blood moon some time ago was related to the Montenegrin tribe... The Bitu of the Montenegrin tribe may have another creation..." Grandpa put down the stone cup.

"To tell you the truth, he can step into the dust at any time! Mo Sang, if you ask me to cut him off, this matter..." Jing Nan hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"I can't do this. If he becomes the open world, it will be of great help to my Fengzhen tribe. Even if you agree to my request in those years, I can't do it."

"It doesn't matter." Grandpa smiled. He had known that it would be like this for a long time. The Jingnan in front of him was not as friendly as it seemed. The entanglement between the two understood each other.

"I understand that you have your difficulties, and there will be a break between me and him sooner or later! I'm here to make a deal with you!"

"Oh? Tell me." Jing Nan, the barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe, flashed his eyes and slowly opened his mouth.

Grandpa said gently, and his words were very weak. Only Jing Nan could hear it. After hearing it, he looked motionless, but he closed his eyes and seemed to meditate.

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

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

"Sent the barbarian, Su Ming brought it."

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

The sound of footsteps slowly came from the distance in this quiet and secret room. Su Ming was very nervous and walked forward step by step. The lights here were not on and it was a little dark. As he moved forward, at the end of the road, he saw the grandfather and the man in the purple robe in the secret room.

After seeing Grandpa, Su Ming was relieved.

"Su Ming, come to me." Grandpa smiled and waved to Su Ming. Su Ming walked a few steps quickly, stood behind Grandpa, bowed his head and said a word.

"Say your second request." After a while, Jing Nan opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Agong Mosang and said slowly.

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

Jing Nan frowned immediately. As a barbarian, he has barbarian blood, but he is a strong man in the dust world. His barbarian blood is extremely precious. Every time he condenses a drop, it will allow him to recover for a period of cultivation. Even if he is a clan in the tribe, except for some extremely talented people, he

In the meditation, Jing Nan's eyes crossed Mo Sang and looked at Su Ming.

Although Su Ming lowered his head, he could still feel that the man in purple looked at him, like a needle.

"Give it to him? This son is so talented that it is difficult for him to integrate a drop of my blood, which is a little wasteful. You can change the request." Jing Nan withdrew his eyes and spoke calmly.

"Two requirements, no change, first barbarian skill, real barbarian enlightenment method, if you agree, I will give it to you afterwards!" A Gongmo gave the stone cup to Su Ming behind him and motioned Su Ming to drink it.

After Su Ming took it, he did not hesitate and drank it in one gulp. Suddenly, there was a slight heat scattered in his body, which was very comfortable.

Jing Nan frowned and pondered for a while. He looked at Grandpa Mosang and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Okay, I can agree to your two requirements, but here, you know that there are three levels in this big test. In the top three of each level, I will send barbaric blood. In order to avoid waste, I want to add a premise. In this big test, if this can be in the top 40 in any level, I will send him

If you don't do it, you need to change the request!"

A Gong thought for a while, but he still felt that the other party was deliberately making things difficult. After thinking for a long time, he nodded and thought about how to have similar benefits to Su Ming if he changed a request.

Su Ming listened to these words, looked at the white hair on the father-in-law's head and the wrinkles on his face, thought about the sarcastic words of the old woman of the oolong Department, and 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 His mind turned into a firmness and determination that he had never had before!

This determination is even stronger than when he visited before!!

Grandpa got up and motioned Su Ming to follow him. Just as he was about to leave here, Jing Nan, who was cross-legged, stared at Grandpa Mosang, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth.

"Mosang, I have a question. I have been buried in my heart for more than ten years, and I have always wanted to ask you... Now that you have come to my Fengzhen tribe, I hope you can tell me the answer!"

Grandpa did not stop. He walked in front of him. Su Ming followed him and heard the voice of the man in purple robe behind him.

"You are obviously just the cultivation of the ninth level of the blood clotting realm. Why do I feel a faint breath of dust in you both then and now!!" The man in purple robe opened his mouth quickly. He did not say all his thoughts. There was even a trace of existence in the breath of the other party, and even he felt frightened.

It used to be like this, but now it's still the same!

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The third update! Although the recommendation list did not get the first place, today's recommendation is the highest since the book was published. Thank you for your encouragement. In this case, how can Ergen not explode!

I will continue to write, and there will be another chapter in the evening. Today, the fourth update will break out!! Please recommend a ticket!!!

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