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Chapter 1193 : Pilgrimage Road

Keeping his eyes fixed on the distant mountain peaks, Fang Ming's thoughts at this time were already focused on the blood pool. How could he still stay in the tavern? He said, "Thank you, waiter, I'll go to the blood pool right now."

Let’s go and have a look at the pool. Read the novel and come in.” After saying that, he flew towards the northwest quickly, forgetting to pay for the drink.

When the shop owner saw that he didn't pay for the drink, he ran away. He chased him and shouted, "Hey, don't run, you haven't paid for the drink yet!" But there was Fang Ming's shadow nowhere in front of him, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised by Fang Ming's appearance.

At such a terrifying speed, I could only admit that I was unlucky and did not dare to ask Fang Ming for any more debts.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ming's voice came from the distance: "Boss, please write down the money for the wine first, and then pay it to me when you come to drink next time. How about that?"

The shop owner smiled and shouted in the distance with the loudest voice: "Okay, you are welcome to come again next time." He was not worried at all that Fang Ming would miss his money for the drink, and he drank like Fang Ming, who is as generous as he is.

, how can you care about this small meal money.[

Fang Ming didn't expect that the shop owner would believe in his character so much. Although he was indeed such a person, due to various reasons, he never patronized this pub again, causing this wine bill to become a

Bad debt.

However, the shop owner didn't care. After a long time, the shop owner was still deeply impressed by Fang Ming. Of course, it was not because Fang Ming refused to pay back the money he owed, but because Fang Ming was the first and only one who drank him.

Five jars of home-brewed spirits were poured out by the glass, but there were no guests who fell down.

The Blood Pool is the holy land of the Blood Clan, but on the way to the Blood Pool, Fang Ming found that there were not many Blood Clan people who came to make pilgrimages, and it could even be said to be very rare. Could it be that it was just a symbol of the Vampire Clan, and that it existed for the Vampire Clan people?

heart.

In fact, Fang Ming took the wrong path. Without asking clearly, he chose the most difficult and dangerous path up the mountain, climbing from the back mountain to the top of the mountain. This was also called the "Pilgrimage" by the most enthusiastic supporters of the Blood God.

The dangerous passage of the road.

Those fanatical supporters believe that only the blood tribesmen who walk on the pilgrimage road to the blood pool are qualified to be recognized by the blood god. Others do not have this qualification. Later, the guards guarding the blood pool were

It is a stipulation that only the blood tribesmen who must walk through the pilgrimage road and reach the top of the mountain are qualified to become blood pool guards.

Unfortunately, Fang Ming didn't know this. The people he saw on the way were all fanatical followers of the Blood God and were practicing on the 'Pilgrimage Road'. Only by passing this test could they be qualified to obtain the Blood God.

inheritance and become a blood pool guard.

He even thought that the reason why there were so few people coming for pilgrimage was, to put it bluntly, because of the location. The blood pool is located at the top of the Red Blood Mountain, about several thousand meters above the ground. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the climate is...

It is extremely bad and the way up the mountain is very dangerous. How can an ordinary person climb a mountain several thousand meters high to make a pilgrimage?

In the face of harsh conditions, it is estimated that the pilgrims died on the way before they climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the blood pool. This was indeed a very common phenomenon in the past. Many people came to make the pilgrimage. As a result, more than half of them died.

The man fell down on the road and never stood up again.

Over time, for the sake of life safety, the people of the Blood Tribe no longer come in large numbers for pilgrimage. However, the leaders of the Blood Tribe used almost all the strength of the entire tribe to build a flat road from the front of the Red Blood Mountain directly to the Blood Pond.

Pilgrimage to the Blood Pond is regarded as a tourist resource, and pilgrimage to the Blood Pond, a resort, has become the most popular thing for the Blood Tribe people.

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