"How do I know," the man replied, "I only know that the Chili tribe must retrieve the Nine Transformations of the God of War before this year's competition.
That man stole the Nine Transformations of the God of War, so he must have stayed in the Jiuli tribe.
There are monsters running rampant outside, and it’s impossible to leave.”
"What does the Nine Transformations of the God of War have to do with martial arts competition?" the person next to him asked in confusion.
"Every year there is a big competition between the nine small tribes of our Jiuli tribe.
The tribe that wins will get an opportunity to practice the Nine Transformations of the God of War and keep the Nine Transformations of the God of War for one year.
When the competition is held again next year, the distribution will be based on the results of the competition again."
"In this case, just let those who have studied the Nine Transformations of the God of War write down the contents," the person next to him replied: "There is no need to be in such a hurry."
"What do you know? The Nine Transformations of the God of War are inherited magical skills, and they are all learned using inheritance stones.
If you write it down, you basically can't learn it," the man explained.
"Besides, the inheritance of the Nine Transformations of the God of War has very strict requirements on qualifications.
In the history of our Jiuli tribe, no one has ever been able to learn all the nine changes."
Hearing this, someone next to me said suspiciously: "Are you bragging? Is it really that difficult?"
"If you don't believe it, you can ask others," the man quickly explained: "The first generation leader of our tribe is the most talented among them.
He also only learned the Eight Changes and is now dead.
As for the people who are still alive, the patriarch of the Xuanli tribe has the best qualifications and has learned the seven transformations.
Others who have received the inheritance have not exceeded the Seventh Transformation."
Stopping the noisy discussion among these people, Xu Zimo took a sip of wine and shook his head with a smile.
He was also a little curious about the Nine Transformations of the God of War. After all, the pulse skills of the mythical era were still within the scope of divine skills, and he had indeed never seen them before.
However, he only came to the Jiuli tribe to gain a long experience. After all, he would go back soon.
After finishing the meal, Xu Zimo left here and prepared to find a place to stay.
This Jiuli tribe’s inn is also very unique.
They will provide free accommodation for three days to every newcomer who comes to the tribe.
If you still need to stay after three days, you must work within the tribe to repay it.
Xu Zimo walked into the inn, and as soon as he went up the stairs, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.
He turned around and saw an old man with stubble on his face and messy hair looking at him.
If the clothes on this old man's body were not relatively clean, he would probably be considered a beggar.
"Is something wrong?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
After all, he didn't know anyone in the Jiuli tribe yet.
"Young man, I see you have amazing bones and extraordinary talents. You are definitely a martial arts prodigy that is rare to see in a century," the old man said with a smile, baring his big yellow teeth.
"The important task of saving the world may be in your hands in the future.
I have a magic book here, and if you are destined, I will sell it to you at a cheap price."
"What magical skill?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.
The old man secretly pulled Xu Zimo to a corner and quietly took out a blue book.
This book has the four characters "Nine Transformations of the God of War" written clearly on it.
Xu Zimo was startled and couldn't help but wonder, is there really such a coincidence in this world?
"The name of this magical skill is so popular, I think you should know it." The old man smiled and said.
"Originally, you can't buy this magical skill for 10,000 spiritual crystals, so I'll sell it to you at a discount of 100 spiritual crystals."
In the age of emperors, spiritual crystals were common items of trade, but in the early days of the age of mythology.
Spiritual crystals are considered very scarce.
"Can you show me your magic skills?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"That's natural," the old man nodded and handed the book over.
Xu Zimo flipped through two pages at random and found that the content was like a child's graffiti, with no rules at all.
The text inside is also scrawled and cannot be read at all.
He looked up at the old man and then at the book in his hand.
Then he smiled and said: "Okay, I bought it."
"Young man, you still have a good sense," the old man said with an instant smile.
After paying one hundred spiritual crystals, Xu Zimo took the book and went upstairs.
After closing the door, Xu Zimo frowned and took out the book again.
Xu Zimo can confirm that the content here was written randomly by someone.
But inside the cover of the book, there is a small sandwich.
This mezzanine is very secretive and cannot be found unless you look carefully.
Xu Zimo discovered that the cover was a little too thick, so he bought it and took a look.
He opened the mezzanine and found a piece of kraft paper inside.
The entire kraft paper is filled with text, and there are also four large characters at the top.
"A sudden change."
Only after Xu Zimo finished reading did he understand.
This heaven-shattering transformation is the first move of the God of War's Nine Transformations.
It only records the practice methods of breaking the sky.
But at the end of the magical skill, he saw a line of words.
"If you want to learn the complete Nine Transformations of the God of War, please come to Fengqi Mountain Range tomorrow."
At this moment, what appeared in front of Xu Zimo's eyes was the old man's smiling face.
"He did it on purpose."
Xu Zimo chuckled and stared at the darkening sky in the distance.
"Interesting, really interesting."
…………
In the morning of the mythical age, the sky was gray.
The dark clouds were thickly piled together, but it still refused to rain.
There is a faint sense of moisture in the sky, which makes people feel very depressed.
Xu Zimo left the inn and walked straight towards the Fengqi Mountains outside the tribe.
He had inquired before that the Fengqi Mountain Range was the largest mountain range near the Jiuli Tribe.
It can be regarded as a paradise for monsters, and few people usually go there.
It is said that many monsters in this world live in that mountain range.
Walking out of the tribe, Xu Zimo was surprised to find that the Jiuli tribe looked very strange today.
The usually prosperous tribe was deserted today, and most people left the tribe and headed outside.
Xu Zimo didn't think much about it at first, but after he walked for a while.
He discovered that these people were actually on the same side as him, and their goal was the Fengqi Mountains.
……………
Xu Zimo thought for a while, then finally grabbed a big man next to him and asked, "Where is this friend going?"
"What does it have to do with you?" The big man said nervously with his eyes a little dodgey.
"You also went to the Fengqi Mountains, right?" Xu Zimo took out the kraft paper recording the unprecedented change and said, "Did you also get this?"
"You, how do you know?" The big man's face changed slightly and he asked in surprise.
"Why do you have this?"
"That's right," Xu Zimo raised his head slightly and stared in the direction of the Fengqi Mountains.
"It seems that someone deliberately lured us to the Fengqi Mountains."
