MTL - Pursuit of the Truth-Chapter 17 Pre-mandatory

"Su Ming, these are not like in the inheritance, but it is something that every barbarian should know and remember! Agong may not be able to reach the dusty world...

The gentleman of the Fengzhen tribe was not as good as me before the age of twenty, until he was thirty-four years old, he was barely able to fight with me. At that time, the grandfather, in the tribe of the nearby tribe, no one knows! "Agong slowly opened his mouth, and his old face had a rosy flash, and his eyes had a hint of pride."

It’s just that pride, as if it’s being dusted up, it’s covered with dust...

"At that time, I have reached the eighth layer of coagulation..." Agong sighed, snoring in bitterness, like recollection, a sorrow in the look, gradually revealed.

"Su Ming, you have to remember that there are days in the world, people outside the world, never complacent..." Ah Gong shook his head and seemed unwilling to talk about his past.

"Agong has gone out three times in this life. He has experienced many things. Although he has lost a lot of things, I have learned a mandarin technique. This technique is far from being known by the Fengzhen tribe, even in some large medium-sized tribes. It's hard to get, it's the first method that only a large tribe can master...

The real savage technique... can only be used once in life, and the blessings prepared for the descendants. "Agong eyes condensed, his right hand suddenly lifted up, the whole palm was a bright red, slowly pressed on the surface of Su Ming's spirit.

"Su Ming, the only savage of a father's life, used on your body, Agong bless you, I hope you can fulfill my wish, let me Wushan, reproduce the dust!!

Run the blood, melt the Agong to condense the blood of the barbarian for 80 years! "Agong's **** explosion, especially his right hand, is like dripping blood. The whole body is full of blood lines. Look at it, there are more than 700!"

This is the real strength of the Agong, more than 700 blood lines, making him a ninth layer of coagulation, but it is enough to fight the tenth layer of coagulation!

Su Ming's body trembled, and the blood in his body was immediately filled with a majestic warmth. It was poured from the heavenly spirit and integrated into the whole body, causing its blood flow to suddenly increase, and a large amount of dark objects from the Soviet Union. Ming's body is constantly secreted in the pores of his body. His body gradually has a kind of transparency. Like every breath, there are countless hairs in the body and absorb the atmosphere of the world.

The sound of snoring whirls, Su Ming's body is no longer shaking, but the face is ruddy, as if swallowing the big complement, the blood line on his body has changed!

But seeing the illusory seventh blood line, it is solidified in an instant, and even after it has gathered, the eighth blood line will follow, and the ninth is even more looming.

The speed of blood in Su Ming’s body has reached a very terrible level. Every time he runs, it will make all his blood seem to be condensed. Even he has the illusion that his blood has become extremely viscous. Things.

"This is the true meaning of the blood coagulation! Condensing your own blood, and finally condensing blood!"

When he practiced in the past, he always felt that it would not take long. The blood in his body seemed to be not enough. At this time, under the warmth of the influx of the spirit of the day, this feeling vanished and even smashed, and he had the illusion.

Agong, surrounded by blood, seems to have become a huge **** light group, and he is also a **** light group, but compared with it, like the moon and fireflies, but the firefly at the moment is absorbing the moon. The light is growing fast.

"This... is what the Agong said, the real savage of my barbarian, only the first method that a large tribe can have!!"

The ninth blood line is condensed out. The feeling of strength is full of Su Ming's body. The large amount of black dirt on his body seems to have been exhausted. Instead, it is an unspeakable fragrance.

Su Ming is immersed in this feeling, very warm.

Agong always observes Su Ming's body. He knows that this first-best technique is really ridiculous. The key point is not to improve the younger generation, but to force all the debris in the younger generation to create a suitable body for each other. It can make the younger generations have a lot of flatness in practice.

This is not simply to force out the dirt, but to use his own blood as a guide, in a way he does not understand, and only once in a lifetime!

If you want to start the second time, then the person who performs this technique will immediately explode and die, and the soul flies will no longer exist.

As Su Ming’s body became more and more fragrant, Agong’s face gradually smiled, but he did not stop, but took a deep breath, raised his left hand, and pressed his palm to his right hand, followed by A more grand warmth slammed into Su Ming.

Su Ming’s body slammed, his body had no black dirt, but now in the warmth of the influx, his body heard the sound of snoring, but there were many black dirt re-emerged. Out.

At the same time, the tenth blood line on the body of Su Ming was so fast and solid from the blur. It was only a moment, it completely solidified, and even the eleventh blood line was gradually looming!

Once the eleventh blood line solidifies, it means that Su Ming has become the third layer of the coagulation environment!

But the eleventh blood line seems to be extremely difficult to fully condense until Su Ming's body no longer has black dirt secreted. When the whole body is full of fragrance, the eleventh blood line is still looming.

"Su Ming, Agong can't help you to force the realm to improve, so it is not good for you, but with your efforts, it will take a long time to reach the third floor by yourself." Agong's voice echoed in Su Ming's ear.

Su Ming took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

In the moment when he opened his eyes, the world he saw in front of him was different. It seemed to be clearer than before. It seemed like many subtleties that had not been noticed before, and now it is clear to the heart.

The world is different.

His eyes are as clear as water, but if you look closely, there will be a kind of abyss, people can't help but indulge in and can't extricate themselves.

He saw the Agong, but at the moment, the appearance of the Agong was old and a lot, faintly exhausted, and he looked at his own eyes, containing deep harmony and affection.

Su Mingzhen looked at Agong, where he was silent and slammed his head toward Agong.

"Well, you have grown up, it is not Lasu. Agong is a little tired, go back, let me rest."

"Agong..." Su Ming bit his lip and looked at Ah Gong deeply. He remembered everything in his heart, eternal life, eternal life, he will not forget, there is such a person, when he was young, he accompanied him for so many years. Let him know the family, let him understand this kind of family, it is impossible to return in a lifetime...

"After some time, you will go with me... Fengzhen tribe, visit the man of Fengzhen, to see the barbarians of the Fengzhen tribe, then the Montenegro, the Wulong, and other small nearby The tribe will go forward... to carry out the creation of your generation of children..." Before leaving, Su Ming’s ear echoed the voice of the grandfather.

"The blood and fragrance of your body, I have already cast a savage technique, unless it is higher than me, otherwise no one can detect it. You become a barbarian thing, and don't say anything to anyone... ...everything, wait until I find out the traitor and make a decision."

Su Ming nodded and looked at Agong's knees and closed his eyes, immersed in the practice, and then gently left here.

He knows the Fengzhen tribe. This is the only medium-sized tribe in the nearby eight squares. It belongs to the hegemon of this place. Su Ming has heard the rumors that the Fenggong tribe’s Agong is a strong dust-powered person. The long life is not to say, but it is also the power of the sky.

"Opening the dust... I don't know if I can live this life... Can I personally paint my own tattoos..." Su Ming’s eyes showed a longing for him. For him, the dust is like a legend, too far away. .

"It turns out that the real strength of the Agong is so strong... So before I heard that the Montenegro is quite public, is it also hidden? Otherwise, they can’t continue until now..." Su Ming shook his head. Did not think about it again.

When I arrived at the home that had not returned for several months, Su Ming looked at the familiar place and calmed down. It was very clean and there was no dust. Su Ming knew that this must be the day when he left, and the dust was coming.

Dust Xin is the only girl of the Wushan tribe who has more contact with Su Ming. She is the daughter of the patriarch and will only marry the future patriarch to make the tribe continue without branching.

This point Su Ming knew very early, and there was not much feeling. In his heart, Dust Xin was like a younger sister, and there was no other emotion.

Sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed, Su Ming touched the fragments on his neck and showed contemplation.

When the day was getting darker, Lei Chen came to Su Ming with questions, but after seeing Su Ming, he was stunned again. The look of that sighed and made Su Ming laugh.

He took out the herbs obtained from the sacral bones of Montenegro. This Tianyan grass Suming naturally knows that it belongs to a very cherished category. He has only been used once in the mountains these years, and it is still a seedling. It’s not like this, it’s been fully grown and has six leaves.

"Six leaves Tianyancao, I need more refining drugs, I can give you a leaf, maybe you can increase your repairs." Su Ming took a leaf and handed it to Lei Chen.

Lei Chen squinted and scratched his head, and some embarrassed took it and took a picture of his chest.

"Su Ming, I don't know anything. Anyway, I told you when I was a child. In the future, I will be the grandfather of our tribe. If I am there, I will always protect you!"

Su Ming haha ​​smiled, and after chatting with Lei Chen a few words, I saw Lei Chen holding the blades of the rock grass that day, a look of unsettled soul, apparently want to go back and immediately swallow cultivation.

Then he made a tired look, and Lei Chen immediately got a good spirit and quickly got up and said goodbye.

At this moment, the sky was completely dark, and the tribe was still quiet. Su Ming used a chair against the door, sitting cross-legged on the bed and taking a deep breath, and the right hand touched the debris on his neck, and the strange place that he saw on the day appeared in his mind. .

"I have prepared enough dust to disperse... This time, I don't know if there is any gain..." Su Ming closed his eyes, and he had already figured out the way to enter the strange place, which requires careful practice when the whole body The blood line condenses on the chest and you can step into a strange feeling.

He tried many times before he practiced, and this time, he will put it into action.

Very serious advice! ! !

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