When Su Ming heard this, his mind was shaken. He vaguely understood that the relationship between his grandfather and the barbaric father of the Fengzhen tribe was not what he thought. There was probably some past entanglements between the two.
It is precisely because of this that the reason why Grandpa has been reluctant to come to Fengzhen these years has something to do with this matter. At the same time, the Barbarian Gong of the Fengzhen tribe must also be afraid, so he can only cultivate blood.
My grandpa, who lives in a new country, always has a touch of politeness.
Su Ming's mind flashed back to the scene where his grandfather and the man in purple robes flew away on the black python, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.
"You will know later." Grandpa did not answer, but after hearing these words, he led Su Ming out of the five-cornered altar.
Inside the altar, Jing Nan was silent. He looked at the direction Mo Sang was leaving, and his expression gradually darkened. After a long time, he took out a small bottle from his arms. The small bottle was purple, looked extremely gorgeous, and could be carried with him.
The thing must obviously be extremely precious to him.
When I opened the bottle, a medicinal fragrance hit my face, and there was a medicinal stone inside!!
Clear away the dust!
"Unfortunately, there is only one pill... One pill has little effect on me. If I could get eight more..." A trace of desire flashed in Jing Nan's eyes.
"We must find the evil man who tempered this thing! We must find this person at all costs... I have secretly sealed off the surrounding areas. There is no way this person can escape!
I can feel that he is nearby, very close to me..."
It was already dusk outside, and the moonlight was about to enter the mud and stone city, but there were still many clansmen in the city, and it was quite lively. There were even fires lit in many places, and those fires were placed in some Suzhou.
Inside the equipment that Ming had never seen before, it floated in mid-air, reflecting the entire city.
Grandpa walked in front, and Su Ming followed behind. The two of them were silent all the way.
"Seven days later, it will be the day of the Fengzhen Grand Trial. The so-called Grand Trial is hosted by the Fengzhen tribe. All small tribes who come to worship need to send people to participate. It is a grand ceremony among you juniors!
Grandpa hopes that you will participate, without having to worry about the issue of exposing your cultivation. Grandpa will make arrangements. If you hold this object, no one else will know it is you except Jing Nan.
Su Ming, grandpa can only help you so much. From now on, you have to rely on yourself..." Grandpa touched Su Ming's head, spoke kindly, raised his right hand with a seemingly casual wave, and immediately touched grandpa's head.
A weak sense of energy and blood suddenly appeared in the body, and then, in Grandpa's hand, a black bamboo hat made of weeds appeared.
"Grandpa got this thing from a large tribe back then. It can be regarded as a barbaric weapon. When blended into the barbaric blood, it can slightly change your body shape and appearance. Although it doesn't look like much, it is completely different from the other two.
It was something that my grandpa was very fond of in his early years.
This thing has been with me for many years, but now it is of no use to grandpa, so I give it to you." Grandpa took the black bamboo hat and patted it on Su Ming. Su Ming suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
Once it enters the body, the hat disappears instantly.
But even though it disappeared, Su Ming still felt emotions. It seemed that this thing and the imitation blood scale spear had melted into his body. Then, the method of how to use this hat to change his body shape also came from Grandpa's mouth.
passed into Su Ming's mind.
"During the big test, you stay at your residence and don't follow us. After we leave and you change your body shape, I will arrange for someone to pick you up and participate secretly." Grandpa smiled slightly.
Su Ming wanted to say something, but hesitated and did not speak. However, he was secretly determined. Even if he tried his best, he could not let his grandpa down this time!
"Top forty...top forty!!" Su Ming gritted his teeth secretly.
"Su Ming, your grandpa has taught you to think more and ponder since you were a child. This will be of great help to you in the future... Now, grandpa will give you another question to see if our little Lasu can do it.
Come to think of it..." Grandpa turned his head and looked at Su Ming kindly, blinked, and said with a smile.
"Listen, Su Ming, grandpa will only tell you once, thirty-two, seventy-nine, two hundred and forty-eight, three hundred and seventy-one, five hundred and sixty-three, seven hundred and eighty-one!"
Su Ming was stunned and muttered these six numbers, but couldn't think of any meaning. Looking at his grandpa's smile, he didn't seem to tell him his plan directly, so Su Ming memorized these six numbers and began to think deeply.
.
The moonlight reflected on their bodies, gradually elongating their figures. Su Ming and his grandfather walked further and further away...
Time flies, it is late at night six days later, and the Fengzhen tribe's grand ceremony will begin in the early morning...
During these six days, Su Ming stayed in a separate house arranged by the Fengzhen tribe for them in the Wushan tribe. He meditated all day long to circulate the energy and blood in his body. He would always be very cautious. He always felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him, but he
But found nothing.
With such a vague gaze, Su Ming's practice was interrupted from time to time. Every time the strange feeling was the strongest, he simply lay there, gave up practicing, and went to sleep with his eyes closed, thinking about the six numbers in his mind.
Can't figure it out.
It wasn't until the fifth day that the feeling of being observed completely dissipated. Su Ming was quite nervous about this. He had guessed who was secretly paying attention to him, and some figures appeared in his mind, but in the end he still couldn't be sure.
In the past few days, Lei Chen came to see Su Ming several times. During the rest of the time, he spent most of the time with Wula, under the guidance of Grandpa, doing the final practice before the big test. However, with his temperament, he couldn't help it after a little practice.
He took Su Ming out and walked around the entire mud and stone city. Sometimes, if Su Ming didn't want to go out, Lei Chen would go out by himself. Every time he came back, he would look mysterious.
His expression seemed vaguely familiar to Su Ming no matter how he looked at it...
"Su Ming, you don't know that there is such a place in this mud and stone city... I have never seen so many women in my life..."
"Su Ming, there is a kind of water here, which they call wine. The taste... can you try it?"
"Su Ming, guess what I saw today. I saw the Black Mountain Tribe coming. It was a black cloud that carried their tribe members here. However, the Barbarian from the Black Mountain Tribe did not come. The leader was said to be their clan leader.
"
"Su Ming, don't sleep. Listen to me. I met a member of the Black Mountain Tribe at a drinking place today. He is about the same age as us. The boy was very arrogant. If private fights were not allowed here, I would really want to go up there.
Beat him up!"
"Su Ming, I saw Bai Ling today! Do you think it's strange or not? Could it be that she was really deceived by us and didn't ask me about the stone coin? But after seeing me, she asked you.
"
"Su Ming, I found that I fell in love with someone... Just what I told you yesterday, didn't I see Bai Ling? Next to her was a woman from the Oolong tribe. She was plump and taller than
Bai Ling is much more beautiful..."
"Su Ming, I finally know her name. Her name is Bai Fang. What a good name..."
In the past few days, Lei Chen would chat with Su Ming about what he had seen, heard, and worried about almost every day. Especially in the last few days, almost everything he talked about was about the woman named Bai Fang.
As for Beiling, he often goes out, and even if he stays in the house, many young people from the Fenzhen tribe will come to him, and they seem to be very friendly.
However, in the middle of the night on the sixth day, when Su Ming walked out of the house and looked at the bright moon in the sky, he saw Beiling in the distance who was being dragged away by the Fengzhen tribe, with an expression that seemed to be unwilling.
"I don't want to go today..." Outside the gate, Beiling hesitated and spoke in a low voice.
"Don't want to go? It's okay, but Beiling, you are the one who Wu Sen personally requested to participate in our ceremony. If you don't participate, you won't get the blood of my Fengzhen Barbarian!
Don't forget why you entered the top fifty last time." The Fengzhen tribesman who took Beiling out was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old. He said slowly with a smile at the moment.
There were two other people beside him, and their eyes swept over Bei Ling, with a hint of contempt.
Beiling was silent, nodded slowly, walked out with the three people, and disappeared into the night.
Su Ming looked at this scene from a distance and frowned slightly. He thought for a moment, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and walked out of the door slowly.
"Wu Sen..." Su Ming vaguely remembered that this name was mentioned by Beiling. It was said that he was one of the three strongest juniors in the Fengzhen tribe. This test was recognized by almost everyone.
All three levels must be ranked among the top three.
Regarding the introduction of this person, Beiling made simple words at the time and did not go into details. Instead, he quickly talked about the next person.
Walking in the darkness of this dimly lit mud and stone city, Su Ming's body slowly changed with his steps. After a moment, his body was seven inches taller, his body was more than half stronger, and even his hair had grown a lot.
His appearance has changed from delicate to simple, and his whole person exudes a sense of toughness. He looks almost the same as an ordinary thin tribesman.
Even his clothes have changed invisibly, which is quite strange.
After moving his body for a while, Su Ming felt no discomfort. As he usually did, with the circulation of Qi and blood in his body, the forty-nine blood lines did not appear on his skin, but a powerful aura came from him.
Suddenly something broke out from him.
"Under the moonlit night...even people at the fifth level of blood coagulation realm are no match for me...plus the blood scale spear...even people at the sixth level of blood coagulation realm can do nothing to me!" Su Ming's eyes flashed.
, raised his head and glanced at the bright moon, and walked forward.
"Beiling's cultivation level has just entered the sixth level of blood coagulation. As for his father and the leader of the hunting team, they are at the eighth level. Among the juniors, if they can reach the eighth level, it is extremely rare and they will definitely be able to surpass it.
Out of the same generation, this Wu Sen is juxtaposed with the other two. I conclude that his cultivation level will not reach the eighth level!" Su Ming walked slowly and secretly, only walking in dark corners and looking far ahead at the distance.
Four people from Beiling followed.
"The remaining three people are only at the fifth level of coagulation. But looking at Bei Ling's fearful look, I think that Wu Sen's cultivation level is higher than him, higher than the sixth level, but weaker than the eighth level. This Wu Sen, I have
We are 80% sure that his cultivation level is at the seventh level of blood coagulation realm!"
"Although I can't defeat the seventh floor, under the moonlight night, even if there is a conflict, he will never think of leaving me behind." Su Ming had strong confidence in his speed.
The reason why he followed behind was not out of curiosity, but because Beiling's reluctant expression reminded him of the elder brother Beiling he called when he was a child. Under a complicated emotion, he slowly
Follow.
Time gradually passed, and the bright moon hung high in the sky, but they saw the four Beiling people in front of them disappearing into an ordinary mud and stone house. This place was very remote and belonged to a corner of the mud and stone city.
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