Please recommend, please recommend In the wilderness, the strong are respected Sitting in front of the stone table, Qingyang Huan savored his father's words.
He suddenly found that his father was domineering like never before.
In this wilderness, truth is expressed more with fists.
"Stop talking, Mother Huan'er made you your favorite Jinlin bird."
Soon the woman's voice sounded, and she walked into the house carrying a large stone basin, filled with a strong aroma. .
In fact, although the Qingyanghuan family is the patriarch of the Qingyang clan, they are no different from other families in the tribe.
Stone basins are brought up one after another, filling the entire stone table.
"Ah Hao is not in the tribe, and you and your son haven't been together for a long time."
The woman felt a little emotional when she saw Qingyanghuan and Qingyangluan sitting at the stone table.
However, Qingyangjue didn't say anything, and then said: "Eat, our little Huan'er has grown up, and my three children in Qingyangjue are all brave."
Qing Yanghuan reached out and grabbed the big Jinlin bird from the stone basin and ate it hungrily.
This is a ferocious bird and beast that contains blood.
The meat is delicious, but not ferocious.
They are kept in captivity in the Qingyang Mountains to replenish the blood of the babies in the tribe when they are young.
Qingyanghuan grew up eating the meat of Jinlin birds, and he liked this kind of bird meat very much.
The family hadn't been together for a long time, so they subconsciously didn't mention the tribal affairs again, and the woman didn't do anything.
She just watched Qingyang Huan gobbling it up with a smile in her eyes.
Although there were full stone basins on the stone table, Qingyanghuan and his son quickly ate up all the meat.
Not to mention Qingyangjue, even Qingyanghuan could eat enough if he just opened his belly.
Losing a small beast, martial arts training is more about absorbing blood.
"Huan'er, you don't need to worry about the mineral veins.
The mineral veins cannot be mined in a day or two.
It won't be too late to go after the Great Elder has stabilized his strength."
After drinking the blood wine in the jar, Qingyangjue touched his mouth with his big hand, looked at Qingyanghuan again and said.
"Dad, I don't care how you practice, but no matter what, martial arts are born for fighting.
No matter how you practice, you can't avoid killing.
Now some children in the tribe are practicing according to the magic formula you brought out, but the blood energy required is more than It’s three or four times more than before.”
Before Qingyang Jue could say anything, Qingyang Huan had already replied: "Dad, I understand.
I hunt blood food for the tribe and supply it for the little guys to practice again.
It just so happens that I also have to hone my fighting skills."
After fighting with the soldiers of the Yanshan tribe, Qingyang Huan also discovered that he was lacking.
He had a huge strength exceeding ten thousand kilograms, but he was equaled by these warriors who had been wandering in the wild forest all year round.
He needed to polish his strength. tactics.
It just so happened that he also wanted to see how many surprises the dolls practicing with the new body casting technique would bring to the tribe.
Qingyang's power was not only achieved by himself, but he also wanted to go outside and see.
At that time, the safety of the tribe will naturally depend on these children.
After all, Qingyang is not only his Qingyang Huan, but also belongs to these dolls.
The Qingyang clan has been established on this ancient and wild land for two thousand years.
It has already had a complete cultivation path for cultivating the tribe's children, even if he is here, it is no exception, but because he is the member of the clan Young Master, although the body casting steps are the same, the resources consumed are far more than those of the tribe's dolls.
Sixty miles south of the Qingyang Mountains, there is a land of rolling hills covering an area of no more than ten miles.
Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged on the top of the highest mountain.
At this moment, his whole body was filled with blood, and a faint blood-colored haze enveloped the surrounding rocks.
It was the phenomenon of flesh and blood generating sunlight.
Moreover, this kind of vision has the trend of stretching like mountains.
This is a manifestation of him refining the pure blood into his blood.
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At this moment, the stone spear had been casually tied with a hemp rope and carried on his back.
In front of him was a half-foot-long bronze spear stuck on the rock.
The bronze spear was stained with mottled blood. , obviously stained with a lot of blood.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a faint light of blood flashed in his eyes.
"The elders in the clan said that the Kui Niu spear technique is a spear technique that my Qingyang ancestor obtained from the outside world.
It has nine styles in total."
"The Kui Niu is a great evil in the wilderness.
It is a strange species that wiped out the ancient tribes in a huge city with one blow and laid thousands of corpses on it.
It is said that the Kui Niu comes and goes, bringing wind and rain, its breathing sound is like thunder, its light covers the sun and the moon, and its power tears the heaven and the earth.
Kui Niu The spear method is based on the form of the great evil Kui ox god." clang The next moment, Qingyang Huan stood up and pulled out the bronze spear from the stone.
This was the war spear he chose from his clan before going out to hunt.
Although the stone spear was magical, it seemed a bit short for him.
The Nine Styles of the Kui Niu Spear Technique is one of the Qingyang clan's clan-killing tactics.
The entire Kui Niu Spear Technique is engraved on nine stone tablets and is hidden deep in the ancestral palace deep in the mountains.
The first form of Kui Niu Spear Technique, Kui Niu Chu Shan, and the ninth form, Kui Niu True Body, are both offensive and defensive.
If mastered, every strike can be enough to bring down wind, rain and thunder.
Kui Niu comes out of the mountain Qingyang Huan shouted, blood energy burst out, covering the entire bronze spear like running water, and he struck it towards the ancient tree ten feet away.
Violent momentum poured out from the bronze spear, like a great evil on the rampage, and the thick ancient wood was immediately turned into powder.
Wind and rain gather together Without any pause, the bronze spear in his hand was filled with blood and was swept out by him again.
The blood flowed into the air and erupted into a roar like thunder.
Thunder surges The two spear techniques caused wind, rain, thunder and roar, allowing his momentum to reach its peak.
A little blood light condensed on the tip of the spear for an instant, and a foot-long bloody spear light bloomed, and he pierced it with one spear. boom Like thunder exploding, the blood light penetrated the void from the copper spear, penetrated a distance of more than ten feet, and exploded in mid-air. clang After one blow, Qingyang Huan's arm felt like a heavy weight, and the bronze spear hit the ground.
His face was a little pale.
It was obvious that the three spear techniques were very expensive for him, and the connection between them was not fully understood.
"It seems that I still need to practice.
I can only control three of the Nine-Style Kui Niu Spear Technique.
I haven't yet mastered it.
How to practice the remaining six movements."
"My father said that even he can only practice the Kui Niu spear technique to the eighth form.
The ninth form of Kui Niu's real body cannot copy the true form of Kui Niu.
He has never seen the real fierce Kui Niu.
Then This kind of momentum is carried by wind and rain, and thunder is heard at every turn.
It is impossible to speculate in vain."
"If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely capture the head of Kui Niu and tie it up in the Qingyang Mountains so that my Qingyang tribe can observe its divine form and practice the Kui Niu spear technique."
Thinking of this, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but muttered fiercely, and then he looked at the already tilted sun.
He was not going to practice spear skills today.
He needed to hunt ferocious beasts, and then rush back to the tribe at night. .
Now he has been hunting blood food for the tribe for more than half a month.
Of course, he simply cannot hunt enough ferocious beasts if he wants to.
Since the quantity cannot be achieved, he has to think of a way to do it in terms of quality.
These days, he brings back two or three ferocious beasts at the peak of the cast body from his clan every day.
The blood essence of such a ferocious beast at the peak of the cast body is several times or even dozens of times richer than that of other ferocious beasts, and it has ten heads per head.
Soon he held the bronze war spear and headed towards the bottom of this low hill.
This small hill covered an area of no more than ten miles in radius.
He had already swept through it in the past few days.
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The setting sun fell, and a faint black shadow covered the sky.
The ancient land was covered with dense forests, making it appear that there were many phantoms in the forest.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan was dragging three ferocious beasts several feet in size behind him, and he returned to the Qingyang Mountains. .
"Brother Huan is back.
Brother Huan is back after catching a vicious beast for us."
Not far from where he had just entered the mountains, a group of children had already rushed up.
Some of them even had snot bubbles stuck to their faces, and they were constantly snorting.
These dolls were not afraid of the strong bloody aura on Qingyanghuan's body, and some even climbed directly onto the beast, letting Qingyanghuan pull them along
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