Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 39: Hostility!
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The time passed by day after day in Su Ming, Quenching and Dispersing, and spiritual practice. When Little Red meditated in Su Ming a few days later, with a lot of exhaustion, even the whole body hair was dimmed and returned to the cave.
It's just that although it is tired, it looks like it's aftertaste and pride, constantly smelling its right paw, where it grin like a smirk.
When Little Red came back, Su Ming both eyes opened slightly, glancing at the Little Red, he couldn't help thinking of the scene he saw a few days ago, and the expression on his face became unnatural.
Little Red also noticed Su Ming ’s gaze, turned to look at Su Ming, and immediately ran, extended his right paw, with pride, and revealed the look he wanted to make Su Ming smell, it seemed to feel good, and everyone should share it Correct.
Su Ming couldn't laugh or cry, he no longer ignored Little Red, and was immersed in spiritual practice again.
In addition to the previous days, the time of one month passed quickly, and the period from grandfather to Fengzhen Tribe agreed with him also approached.
During this period, Su Ming consumed all Luo Yunye, and only succeeded in producing a Mountain Spirit Pill for refining. The failure rate of this dissipation became quite depressing for Su Ming.
Fortunately, in addition to Mountain Spirit Pill, he is still doing well in practice. During this time, under his cultivation, Blood Condensation Realm and four layers were completely stabilized, and two more bloodlines were added, reaching 49. Article, he also slowly accepted the strangeness of this fierce technique.
It's just that the harder it is to condense the bloodline in the future, in recent days, no matter how Su Ming practiced, he can no longer condense more. He understands that this and his inability to complete the third blood fire Burning.
In addition, when Su Ming appeared at night and the moon, according to the feeling from my heart, I tried to control moonlight many times, but the effect was not obvious, as if he could control it, there was only a trace that could not be increased. .
Although it is just a trace of moonlight, it is incredibly sharp in the hands of Su Ming, which is more amazing than the bone horn, and most importantly, this trace of moonlight Little Red cannot be seen. Based on this analysis, Su Ming can Slightly confirmed that no one outside was aware of him except himself.
Early this morning, Su Ming stood up from his knees, glanced around the cave, and after a little thought, he moved the Desolate Cauldron aside. He did n’t know how long he would go to Fengzhen Tribe this time, and he had to make some preparations.
On the stone wall of this cave, there are countless strips of gully, dense and dense. That is the time when Su Ming controlled the trace of moonlight.
Some sorted out, Su Ming walked out of this cave, Little Red woke up a long time ago, seeing Su Ming was going, and quickly followed, and when it came out of the cave, it simply sat on Su Ming ’s shoulder, too lazy to go down .
"Unfortunately Mountain Spirit Pill is too difficult for refining ... then on the second door, there are eight small holes under the pattern of Mountain Spirit Pill, obviously need to give eight ... I do n’t know when it will be possible to save under the guarantee of self-cultivation Eight medicinal stones from the mountain ...
Not to mention, the opening of the second door requires a medicinal stone called Nanli ... I have never seen the herbs needed for this medicinal stone. Fortunately, there is a sketch for me by grandfather. It's a little introduction. "Su Ming stood outside the cave and looked at the early sun between the heaven and earth in the distance, breathing with a cold chill in his mouth, muttering to himself.
"The second door can only be opened if you have enough of these two medicinal stones ... But fortunately, the last kind of medicinal stone called Soul Seizing powder does not seem to require refining, but the more it is, the more it is. It means the preciousness of this Soul Seizing scattered! "Su Ming pondered, Little Red on his shoulder seemed to be impatient, grabbed Su Ming's hair, and screamed again and again.
Su Ming reached out and patted the monkey head, his body jumped down the mountain, the cold wind screamed, blowing his body and hair, and even let the Little Red grab the hair of Su Ming and growl.
Su Ming laughter echoed, his right hand grabbed the rock next to him when he fell suddenly, and after a little stabilization, he sank again. With his current practice, he didn't take a long time in this gallop and fell to the Black Flame Peak.
The snow in the mountain forest is still very soft. Stepping on it is very soft. Su Ming flicked and ran towards the distance. He was planning to return to the tribe immediately, but he was on a fork in the road, but he stopped. , Hesitated.
Little Red always sits on the shoulder of Su Ming. It seems to be quite comfortable. He is constantly smelling his right paw and constantly intoxicated. At this moment, it is slightly surprised to see Su Ming stop.
The road on the right is back to the direction of the tribe. As for the left ... Su Ming looks there, this road leads to Wulong Tribe.
"It's fine to go and see ... Little Red, have you seen Bai Ling (White Spirit)? Oh, yes, you haven't seen it, or should I take you to see it?" Su Ming muttered in a low voice.
Little Red opened his eyes wide and scratched the hair on his face without squeaking.
"Okay, since you want to see her, I will take you to take a closer look." Su Ming seems to have found a reason to move forward, smiled and photographed the head of Little Red again. When Little Red showed dissatisfaction, he galloped toward the path on the left.
At dusk, the sun in the distance radiated an almost red light, which turned into a sunset. Su Ming came to the place where he said goodbye to Bai Ling (White Spirit). Squatting here, he could see the outline of Wulong Tribe , I saw the Wulong Tribe tribesmen walking around, but I couldn't see the white figure.
For a long time, Su Ming was silent. He did n’t know what he was thinking about. He just felt that Bai Ling (White Spirit) was very beautiful. It was the most beautiful girl he had seen since childhood, and he wanted to see more.
After hesitating for a while, he sat there silently, not rashly, but looked at the sky. When the setting sun gradually disappeared, and seemed to be dark, he eyes flash, got up and walked a few steps forward, then moved forward quickly , But kept vigilant and slowly approached that Wulong Tribe, but he couldn't be too close. After all, this is not Wushan Tribe. Once it is detected, it will be dangerous.
Although their Wushan Tribe and Wulong Tribe do not have the same vengeance as the Black Mountain department, they are not Anping. If they encounter at in the wild, they are often hostile, not to mention wandering outside Wulong Tribe like Su Ming.
"Alas, this is not the way to go." Su Ming whispered and moved forward quietly. When he was thousands of feet away from Wulong Tribe, he stopped. For growing up in the tribe from childhood, he was alone when he was a teenager One person went to Wushan to collect medicine, and even so many times saw Su Ming who met the person of Black Mountain department. Cautious and alert, as he grew up, has become an instinct.
He has seen too much blood, although most of them are the beasts captured by Hunting Team in the tribe, but as a child, he was also ashamed in his growing years, not to mention he killed people!
This point, even Lei Chen has not experienced.
So even if his inner ghost makes him want to take a look at Bai Ling (White Spirit) at this moment, his subconscious instincts still make him choose to be cautious about a thousand feet away when the sky is going dark.
After squatting there, he glanced at Wulong Tribe remotely, and his eyes showed decisiveness. Without any hesitation, he suddenly turned around and quickly moved away from this Wulong Tribe.
But at the moment when he ran out a few steps, Su Ming suddenly had his hair all over his body, and there was a stronger sense of crisis than the two Black Mountain parts Barbarian Cultivator he had originally encountered.
His body was leaping, twisting without thinking, holding his head with both hands, the whole body shrunk into a ball, hugged Little Red in his arms, the whole person seemed to be in the air.
At this moment, a whistling shakes the heavens of sharp came up, but I saw a huge spear with a length of three feet, like lightning, which came suddenly from the Wulong Tribe giant wooden fence, and a fierce one from Su Ming. It rushed over and landed on the ground, making a loud noise, which caused the ground to shake and the snowflakes collapsed and exploded.
A wave of turmoil was set off, towards Bafang spread. Fortunately, the alertness of Su Ming made him avoid it in advance. Under the turbulence of that wave, his body swayed and started to gallop toward the front after landing.
"Want to go?" A cold hum came from a distance, but I saw a young man in a burlap shirt with long hair in his eyes, and he was striding to come after him.
When Su Ming looked back, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes.