A soft voice, carrying a special emotion, echoed in Su Ming's dream.
"Brother...can you hear me...brother..."
"Brother...I'm waiting for you..." The voice was tired, and it seemed like it was calling to itself for eternity. It became weaker and weaker, and slowly disappeared silently in the murmur.
As the voice weakened, Su Ming in his dream seemed to be in pain, as if the most important thing was disappearing with the voice. This feeling made him wake up suddenly.
Su Ming felt a chill all over his body and was wet with sweat. His face was pale and he looked around while breathing rapidly. The familiar things in front of him gradually calmed him down.
It was already late at night outside, and the roars of some birds and animals could be heard faintly in the distance. Other than that, there was silence. Su Ming sat silently on the wooden bed, staring at the fragment in his hand, his expression gradually becoming hesitant.
"The dream just now was very strange... and I was not sleepy before, but when I was observing this fragment, I fell asleep unknowingly... that dream... that voice..." Su Ming's face showed confusion,
He rarely dreams, and he has never had a dream like this before, especially that woman's voice, which seems to be very familiar to him for some reason.
"Everything must be related to this thing!" Su Ming lowered his head and looked at the fragments in his hand carefully under the moonlight, and frowned.
"What exactly is this thing..." After hesitating for a moment, he simply bit off his fingertips. According to the description on the animal skin scroll, most of the treasures in the world can only be opened after a drop of his own blood.
Su Ming has never seen any treasure since he was born. This fragment is the only one. At this moment, blood squeezed out from his fingertips and dripped on the fragment, and he began to look forward to it.
But after a long time, there was still no change in the fragment, and the blood on it showed no sign of being absorbed.
Su Ming scratched his head, a stubbornness rising in his bones. He stood up and used various methods, such as biting it with his teeth, breaking it off with force, and even soaking it in water, but in the end the fragment remained the same, without any difference.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Su Ming held the fragment and stood in a daze. Time passed. When the horizon in the distance became completely bright and the sun rose into the sky, Su Ming suddenly had a lightbulb in his mind.
"This was the first thing I put on my body, and it felt warm. Maybe... this is its function!" Without hesitation, Su Ming immediately put the piece on the pendant again and put it around his neck, making the piece close to him.
Chest.
Waves of warmth dissipated and merged into Su Ming's body. It seemed to have circulated in a full circle, making his whole body feel comfortable. He took a deep breath and the cultivator he obtained from the statue appeared in Su Ming's mind.
The method of practice.
Barbarism is the foundation of the world. What Su Ming obtained this time was the first state of barbarism, the method of practicing the blood coagulation state.
Su Ming knew from the animal skin scroll that in the ancient years, the barbarian ancestors opened the sky and created humans. At that time, everyone was a god. However, countless years have changed, and the barbarians who have inherited myths have gradually ceased to be legendary.
Instead, he became ordinary.
As for the techniques for cultivating barbarians, they have also been handed down from that time, but they have been changed to be more suitable for the current practice of barbarians. The first realm, the blood coagulation realm, has eleven levels, and its function is to divide the practice into
The very small amount of blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in the person's bloodline is stimulated and condensed.
The so-called barbarian body actually uses the power of the barbarian image to find some tribesmen with more blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in their bodies. Only they can go further on the road of barbarism.
Ordinary tribesmen, the blood inherited from the barbarian ancestors in their bodies is extremely rare, so it is not recognized. Therefore, they are not qualified to become barbarians, and they will not obtain the cultivation method given by the existence in the dark when they pay homage to the barbarian statue.
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But Su Ming is extremely special. In fact, he still does not have a barbarian body, but because of that strange fragment, he has obtained something that is difficult to pass down orally. In most small and medium-sized tribes, only the barbarian body can be passed down.
The method of practice obtained.
"Condensate the barbaric blood in the body, so that the barbaric blood can be awakened, and finally draw your own barbaric lines, and step into the realm of the world!" Su Ming murmured, his eyes shining brightly.
He sat there cross-legged, took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and slowly immersed himself in it according to the unspeakable practice method in his mind.
Time passed little by little, and soon the early morning sun had risen high on the other side. The smoke in the tribe gradually began to disperse, and there was a lot of excitement. The tribesmen in the hunting team, led by several leaders, dressed up and went to their relatives.
Under watch, they walked out of the tribe and went to hunt for enough food.
Some Lasu, who are only four or five years old, are running around naked in the tribe, playing very happily. The bursts of children's laughter will make the faces of the tribesmen who hear it smile.
Smile.
In addition, Grandpa was talking to the two tribesmen who had successfully acquired barbarian bodies about their experiences in cultivating barbarians. Barbarians are the most important strength for a tribe.
Now, with the older generations of the Wushan tribe passing away one by one, there are only twenty-two barbarians including all of them.
No one noticed that this early morning, the door of Su Ming's house was closed tightly. Inside, he was sitting cross-legged, with a faint blood appearing all over his body. If you look carefully, you can faintly see that the blood is under the skin of his body.
There was a blood line, which was slowly flashing red, giving off a strange feeling.
Now, there is only one blood line on Su Ming's body, and it is still faintly visible and cannot be fully revealed.
After a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes and exhaled a deep breath.
"In the realm of blood coagulation, the more blood lines appear, the greater the number of people who can reach the realm of Kaichen. However, the realm of Kaichen is really too difficult. According to the description on the animal skin scroll, only by Kaichen can one barely achieve the goal.
Man, who can open the Chen realm, is a strong man who can make a small tribe qualified to become a medium-sized tribe!
Most of the barbarian blood in Grandpa’s body has been condensed, but there is still no hope of opening up the world. Among the surrounding tribes, no one has ever been heard of reaching the realm of opening up.”
Su Ming murmured that the Kaichen Realm was too far away for him. What he cared about most now was whether he could successfully cultivate to the first level of the Blood Coagulation Realm.
On the first level of the blood coagulation realm, three blood lines need to emerge.
If one possesses the Barbarian Body, he can condense more than three blood lines in a very short period of time as soon as he starts practicing, and can directly step through the first level of the Blood Coagulation Realm without even one being looming like Su Ming.
Although the beginning was not smooth, Su Ming was not depressed. For him, as long as he could practice, it meant there was hope.
And when he was condensing the blood in his body, he clearly felt that the fragment on his chest was emitting more warmth, which made Su Ming even more energetic. He vaguely felt that he should have grasped the key to this treasure.
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Time flew by and it was seven days. During these seven days, Su Ming hardly left home, and he was not even hungry. This made him puzzled for a long time. After all, the animal skin scroll had said that Xiu Ming
Barbarians, especially when they are in the blood coagulation state, will increase their food intake due to the circulation of blood in their bodies, which can allow their bodies to grow rapidly and at the same time create more blood for cultivation.
But this was not the case with Su Ming. After thinking about it, he attributed it to the strange effect of the warm current of the debris.
During the seven days, Lei Chen came once, bringing Su Mingsong the blood of a mink deer and taking some black dragon saliva. Lei Chen already had a barbaric body when he paid homage to the barbarian statue when he was seven years old, and now he has reached the level of barbarian.
After reaching the fourth level of the blood coagulation realm, twenty-three blood lines were condensed in the body, making him a backbone even in the hunting team.
Before leaving, he hesitated, intending to comfort Su Ming, but in the end he looked at Su Ming and said something in a dull voice.
"Su Ming, we grew up together. I will protect you from now on. Anyone who dares to mess with you will have trouble with me, Lei Chen!" After he finished speaking, he waved his arms vigorously, grinned and walked out.
Su Ming watched Lei Chen leave, feeling very warm in his heart.
Although the life of the tribe is simple, it is not boring. Almost every tribe member has his or her own affairs and needs to contribute his or her own strength to the existence of the tribe.
Half a month after the end of Manqi, Su Ming once again carried the knitting basket on his back. While greeting the tribesmen, he left the tribe alone and walked towards the distant jungle.
When Su Ming stepped into the jungle, he seemed to be a different person, full of agility. His body swayed and he galloped away like a sharp arrow. With a few dexterity, he climbed up a big tree and sat on the branch.
A smile appeared on his face, as if he was very satisfied with his speed.
"Although the first layer of blood coagulation has not been fully refined, my body is at least a lot more flexible than before."
Su Ming put his two right hands to his mouth and blew a whistle. The sound of the whistle spread far away, setting off waves of echoes. After a while, he saw a red line coming from the distance in an instant. The red line was moving so fast.
It was approaching in a blink of an eye and he headed straight for Su Ming.
Su Ming grinned, and the moment the red line came, he jumped up and moved forward. There was a squeaking sound coming from the red line, and he kept chasing.
"Xiaohong, let's compete again today to see who can go up the mountain first!" Su Ming's voice was cheerful, and he jumped forward quickly as he spoke. The red line behind him was the little red monkey with the face of the little monkey.
There was contempt on his face, and he was gnawing on a fruit core in his hand. He seemed to disdain to seriously compare with Su Ming, scratched his face, and chased after him lazily.
But as he chased after him, the little monkey's eyes turned red, his squeaking voice became sharper, and his expression became even more confused. He threw away the core in his hand angrily and chased after it with all his strength.
In the new book issue, due to the rules, we cannot publish too much every day, and to be honest, I was so busy during the Chinese New Year... that I almost lost all the manuscripts... I know there are Taoist friends who don't believe it, but this is true...
I started to struggle and had the idea of taking another month off, but then I realized that I had already set a date for the 20th...
After struggling with it, I finally put away my thoughts and started immersed in typing. Now I have only a few chapters in the manuscript... Please allow me to stay here and have it as a backup when I want to go out and have fun...
Finally, I still have to keep asking for touch~~~ As we all know...Don't touch yourself all the time, touch others more...Have you touched me today?