"Giving you eyes and magical powers consumes my power."
In my mind, the majestic voice sounded again, "Go hunting! You must get enough prey to offer to me!"
"Oh, good! Good!"
Qing Ming came to his senses and quickly nodded in agreement.
In this hard-to-survive Southern Wilderness, there has never been anything for nothing. If you get something, you have to give something. This is a matter of course.
Since he got his eyes and supernatural powers from "Lord Wooden Emperor", he must report to "Lord Wooden Emperor". Naturally, Qing Ming would not understand this truth.
Picking up the bow and arrow, Qing Ming jumped out of the house.
The stealth technique was activated, and the figure disappeared into the darkness, sneaking out of the tribe's headquarters silently. Not even the witch-level leader of the night guard had discovered Qing Ming's whereabouts.
"The magical power bestowed by the Wood Emperor is actually so powerful?"
Qing Ming felt a surge of ecstasy in her heart.
With his current third level of "Witchman", compared to the great witch, it is simply a world of difference. However, under the stealth technique, even the great witch cannot be discovered, which is very terrifying!
There are twelve levels of shamans, and the next higher level is the "little witch", and then the big witch. It is simply unimaginable that despite being several realms apart, it could still be hidden from the consciousness of the great wizard.
Boss Li said that none of the "witches" in this world cultivate the soul. The ability to resist this kind of "invisibility illusion" that deceives perception and deceives spiritual thoughts is very poor!
The night is vast!
The night in the Southern Wilderness is undoubtedly very dangerous.
However, under Qing Ming's eyes, the dark jungle was as bright as day, and every detail was visible.
The Qingyi tribe's natural wood power is particularly suitable for the jungle. Sneaking all the way, Qing Ming quietly approached the territory of a one-horned bear.
This is a giant beast ten feet long.
Its huge power and sharp claws make it the overlord of this jungle.
"It's a wild and ferocious beast that's close to the level of a great witch. If I don't have magical powers and secrets with me, I can't even get close."
Reaching out to take off the long bow, and catching an arrow with a dark green arrow cluster, Qing Ming slowly opened the long bow.
There is no doubt that the arrow clusters have been quenched with poison.
The "Soul-Breaking Grass" is so poisonous that even the "shamans" in the tribe who specialize in refining medicine dare not touch it easily. However, under the "Poison Quenching Technique", Qing Ming easily extracted the poison of the "Soul-Breaking Grass".
"call out!"
The sharp arrow left the string and roared through the sky.
"Roar!"
The screams that broke through the air startled the wild bear. With a roar, the one-horned wild bear instantly jumped up, widening its eyes and looking around for possible enemies.
The one-horned bear didn't care about this arrow.
The barbarian bears living near the Qingyi tribe have already seen countless arrows. It's not an attack at the level of a great witch. It can only scratch the skin a little bit, but it won't hurt it at all.
However... this arrow is completely different from the previous arrows.
A little scratch on the skin is enough!
"Ding!"
The arrow hit the bear's thick fur, making a sound like hitting a stone. The sharp arrow broke through the thick hair, scratched a scratch on the bear's body, and then fell.
Just a scratch, less than an inch long.
"Ouch..."
With a shrill howl, the one-horned bear fell to the ground with a thud.
"The poison of Soul-Destroying Grass is truly terrifying!"
Qing Ming was very happy. This was his first real hunt. He hunted a one-horned bear.
"I am no longer a useless person! I am finally no longer a useless person! I am no longer a freeloader!"
Clenching his fists tightly, Qing Ming screamed in his heart, wishing to prove to everyone that I, Qing Ming, am no longer a waste!
"The prey is okay, keep working hard!"
When Qing Ming walked up to the one-horned bear, the voice in his mind reminded him that this prey...he only had 10%, and 90% had to be sacrificed to the "Wood Emperor".
Isn’t it very dark
Li Yu said, I am still doing well!
Ninety-nine percent of the so-called "method of mending the sky without leakage" that Pangu gave to Ji Hao belonged to Pangu, and only 1% belonged to Ji Hao.
My share ratio is ten times more generous than Pangu’s!
"Lord Wood Emperor, this is a sacrifice to you."
Qing Ming is naturally very aware of the situation of sacrifices in the tribe. The "Lord Wood Emperor" in me must be the same existence as the ancestral spirit in the tribe.
"good!"
With a compliment, a green light flashed through and pierced the huge bear like a root. In an instant, the huge body of the bear disappeared, leaving only a little ashes.
"This is your share!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a mighty force of energy and blood surged in like an angry wave.
"Well!"
Qing Ming groaned and felt as if a stream of magma was boiling inside his body. The volcano would erupt at any time and his whole body would be blown into ashes.
"Can't you withstand this little strength?"
With a gentle flick of the Jianmu branches, the churning energy and blood in Qing Ming's body instantly calmed down.
"Why don't you hurry up and get lucky?"
"Oh, yes! Yes!"
Qing Ming quickly ran the Qingyi tribe's cultivation techniques, and his meridians lit up, continuously absorbing the power gathered in his body.
"Tsk, tsk! What kind of broken technique are you talking about? The real body of the human race is actually fused with the blood of the wood clan? Are you cultivating the meridians of the wood clan? For the human race, one of the three Pangu clans, to do this, it is simply putting the cart before the horse!"
While Qing Ming was practicing, the disdainful sneer of "Lord Wood Emperor" rang out.
"Huh? Master Muhuang, is there anything wrong with the exercises I practice?"
Qing Ming was stunned and confused.
The technique I practice is a technique that has been passed down by the Qingyi tribe for countless years. How come it has become a "broken technique" in Lord Mu Huang's place
As for the "Three Pangu Clan", Qing Ming didn't understand what it meant at all.
"Okay, let me explain it to you. Back then, your human race took this path, which was also related to the first Qing Emperor."
"Wooden Emperor" sighed, "The human race, like the dragon and phoenix tribes, are of Pangu blood. The dragon and phoenix people are collectively called the three Pangu tribes. However, the human race inherits Pangu's potential and is naturally very weak."
"At the beginning of the birth of the human race, in the wild land, it became the food of all carnivorous races. In order to seek a way to survive, the human race approached the Qing Emperor. The Qing Emperor pointed out a way, which was to worship some naturally powerful races and fuse their Bloodline.”
"So... the Golden Crow Tribe, the Bifang Tribe, the Suzaku Tribe, the Qingyi Tribe, etc., various human tribes were born."
"That's right!"
After hearing the introduction of "Wood Emperor", Qing Ming nodded, "Is there anything wrong with this? Otherwise, how will the weak human race, the human race without power, survive?"
"This method is just a temporary measure! If you want to reach the top, you must take the path of the human race's true form and cannot take other paths. Although this method has power, it has lost its future."
"But... I can't live anymore, so what's the point of talking about the future?"
Qing Ming's principles are very simple, but... very correct. The "Wood Emperor" was left speechless.
"What about you? You have no problem surviving! Are you still talking about your future? Do you want to reach the top of the world?"
"The pinnacle of this world?"
Qing Ming took a deep breath and raised his head, "Of course I want to! Of course I want to set foot on the top of the world!"
"very good!"
"Wood Emperor" laughed loudly and said to himself: "Another young man was deceived and became lame!"