Night shrouded the southern wasteland.
The stars in the sky are bright, and as far as the sky can be seen, there are fist-sized stars shining all over the sky. The colorful starlight condenses into water mist visible to the naked eye, slowly falling from the sky, nourishing everything in the world.
On the giant green mulberry tree at the top of Jinwu Ridge, hundreds of huge fire crows stood lined up on the edge of the cliff, opening their big mouths and silently absorbing the energy in the starlight. Jinwu Ridge was shrouded in a layer of rich red starlight. Above a dozen giant green mulberry trees, the fiery red starlight turned into a huge vortex, and infinite star power continued to pour into the giant trees.
Ji Hao sat on the roof of his house, quietly looking at the magical night sky. The ten fingers are placed on the lower abdomen, constantly changing the seals, pulling the star power into oneself. The thin body exuded a faint light, as if blending with the starlight in the sky.
"The Nine-Character Mantra Sutra" is derived from the secret method of the Nine-Character Mantra, which can open up the deepest potential of the human body, communicate the ultimate meaning of the universe, and directly reach the wonderful realm of the unity of heaven and man. Since his birth, Ji Hao has been studying the Alchemy Sutra again. After studying hard for nearly ten years, he has achieved some success in the Alchemy Sutra.
In the Zifu between the eyebrows, in the vast and boundless soul space, a mist-like Zifu Yuan Dan is slowly rotating.
"Hao, come back and sleep! You stare at the sky every night, do you still want to fly to the sky?" Ji Xia's gentle voice sounded in the yard: "It's not difficult to fly to the sky. When you become the Witch King, you can Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth!"
Speaking of this, Ji Xia couldn't help laughing loudly.
Everyone knows that there has been no Witch King-level power in the Fire Crow Tribe for thousands of years. The Fire Crow Tribe, which could have been on an equal footing with the Bi Fang Tribe and the Suzaku Tribe, has been reduced to a subordinate tribe of the Bi Fang Tribe due to the lack of a strong man at the level of the Witch King.
Even Ji Xia, although she knew that Ji Hao was a genius, did not think that Ji Hao had much hope of becoming a high-ranking Witch King. Although Ji Hao has outstanding talents, he is only a small third-level shaman. He has not even reached the small witch realm. After breaking through the small witch realm, there will be a more difficult level of cultivation, the great witch realm. After breaking through the great witch realm, he will What about the Witch King who can fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and turn over rivers and seas
"Oh~~~" responded lazily, put away the Dan Sutra hand seal, and landed lightly from the roof.
A copper-skinned mad bear with a body length of five feet and red hair lay lazily at the door of the wooden house. Ji Hao happened to land on the soft belly of the mad bear. The big bear, who was snoring happily, opened one eye and gently touched Ji Hao's body with his fat bear paw.
Ji Hao took out a piece of fruit, opened the mad bear's mouth and stuffed it in.
The big bear, who was in a deep sleep, swallowed the fruit in one gulp without even bothering to chew it.
"Fat man, sooner or later you will be so fat that you can't walk, and you won't be able to be my father's mount anymore." Ji Hao kicked the big bear in the head, and the fat bear simply covered his face with his hands and put on a show No matter how much you ravage him, Mr. Xiong will just sleep soundly.
Shaking his head, Ji Hao walked into the wooden house.
Qingfu, who was wearing a long linen skirt, was sitting in the corner of the wooden house, holding a jade medicine pestle in both hands, and carefully grinding a ball of green medicine syrup in the medicine bowl. On Qingfu's ten fingers, thin green smoke swirled down the medicine pestle and continued to blend into the medicine syrup.
The fine herbal residues in the medicine slurry gradually melted away in the green smoke, and the medicine slurry gradually became clear and pure, and also became viscous and strong. Under the continuous grinding of the green fu, it slowly turned into an ointment with the texture of jade.
"Amu!" Ji Hao sat in front of Qing Fu and looked at his mother quietly.
Qing Fu is not a member of the Fire Crow Tribe. She comes from the Qing Yi Tribe, a small tribe in the east that is attached to the Fire Crow Tribe. The women of this tribe are all natural witches and are especially good at identifying and refining various medicines.
The women of the Fire Crow Tribe are all the same as the men. They are all tall and burly. They are a group of tough creatures that can fight with all kinds of beasts in the mountains and forests with spears and axes. But the women of the Qingyi Tribe are all slim and tall, with skin as white as snow and faces as picturesque as snow.
Ji Hao's mother, Qingfu, is the most talented shaman in the Qingyi tribe, and is also known as the most beautiful woman in the Qingyi tribe in the past hundred years.
It's just that the beautiful face in the past is now a little haggard. Qingfu must be less than thirty years old at most, his temples are already graying, and there is no trace of blood on the lips with beautiful lines. Like Ji Xia, who was skinny and skinny, Qing Fu was also very haggard.
Grinding the ointment carefully, Qingfu raised his eyes and smiled: "Hao, are you very impressive today? Did you defeat Ji Shu's son?"
Ji Hao scratched his head, looked at Qingfu and said with a smile: "It's just a small advantage. He was not actually hurt. Well, I can't beat him in a head-on fight. But if he goes into the mountains and forests, I can defeat him." Die ten thousand times.”
While talking and laughing, a terrible chill suddenly flashed across Ji Hao's body.
Qingfu looked at Ji Hao with relief, lowered his head and said softly: "Well, this will put Eminem at ease. Don't imitate your father, who always thinks about safeguarding the overall situation of the tribe, and always wants to put an end to trouble... This is the Southern Wilderness, How can we survive if we don't be cruel and ruthless?"
A strange fragrance came, and the ointment in the medicine bowl was already taking shape. Qing Fu grabbed the ointment, slowly rolled it into twelve thumb-sized green pills, and carefully put them into a jade bottle.
"Hao, you must remember the stories that Eminem told you when you were a child. Our Qingyi tribe used to be a very powerful tribe far to the east. But because of an old grandmother who was soft-hearted and deceived, the entire Qingyi tribe The Yi tribe was almost wiped out, but they managed to escape to the Southern Wilderness." Qingfu's phoenix eyes flashed with cold light, and he said lightly: "It's fair to say your father will survive the ancestor worship ceremony in half a month. If he died..."
Ji Hao lowered his head and listened quietly to Qing Fu's instructions: "If your father is killed by Ji Shu, I will die with him. Just leave the tribe and wait until you become stronger before you kill him." Ji Shu’s whole family will avenge your father and mother.”
Ji Xia walked into the wooden house carrying a large piece of animal meat. He looked at Qingfu and said with a smile: "Why are you talking to Hao about this? In the ancestor worship ceremony, I may not have lost to that boy Ji Shu. I think. To be the warrior leader of our Fire Crow Tribe, hey, how can it be so easy?"
Ji Hao stopped saying anything and stretched out his hands to hug Qing Fu. Ji Hao walked up the stairs to the room where he lived.
For the ancestor worship ceremony held once every ten years, the leaders of all the tribes of the Fire Crow Tribe will come to the Jinwu Ridge Holy Land to worship their ancestors. This is also the only opportunity for the entire Fire Crow Tribe’s high-level power to change.
Ten years ago, when Ji Xia was at his peak, Ji Shu was no match for him.
But now Ji Xia's strength has been greatly reduced after the witch point was broken. It is even possible that Ji Xia has fallen from the great witch realm to the small witch realm as Ji Shu and his group said. Facing the aggressive Ji Shu and others, can Ji Xia survive? Can Qingfu survive? Without their protective wings, how long can I hold on to my life
"This ghost place is not a peaceful world... This world is about cannibalism." Over the years, Ji Hao has seen the miserable fate of children belonging to tribes that were wiped out by the enemy. Ji Hao now does not have enough strength to resist the dangers from the outside world.
Strength must be obtained as soon as possible.
Even if you can't help Ji Xia much, you must strengthen your own strength as soon as possible and do your best to cope with all possible changes in the future.
After closing the door and opening the closed window, letting the starry sky shine into the room, Ji Hao lay down on a large and thick lion skin and closed his eyes. With soul power that was a hundred times more powerful than ordinary people of his age, he rushed towards Niwan Palace, and Ji Hao came to his soul space.
"Hey, old guy, I'm here. I agreed to the deal you proposed. Use your so-called "Heaven-Repairing Technique" to exchange for my Nine-Character Mantra Sutra. By the way, don't forget the things you promised me. benefit."
Following Ji Hao's cry, a white mist surged out of the vast soul space and condensed into a white disk in front of Ji Hao.
A figure as tall as a mountain sat cross-legged on a jade plate, looking down at Ji Hao.
"Little guy, if you trade with me, you will never suffer a loss, let alone regret it."
***
Where are the recommendation tickets
(End of chapter)