Late at night, Su Ming lay in his own house, looking at the dark surroundings, unable to fall asleep for a long time.Grandpa's words always lingered in his ears, causing scenes from nine years ago to constantly resurface in his mind.

With a long sigh, Su Ming sat up and silently pushed open the wooden door of the house. A gust of cool wind blew his messy hair. The wind was very cool, as if it came with the moonlight and fell on the earth.

The surroundings were quiet, with only one or two faint neighings coming from the black mountain in the distance. The tribe was mostly dark, with only the bonfire in the center and some scattered flames, and then there were some torches on the surrounding giant wooden walls. In the middle of the night, there was a faint burning sound.

Su Ming looked up at the sky. The moon and stars in the sky were very bright, and the stars seemed to be eternal. Su Ming's eyes slowly showed confusion.

"The people in the tribe are very kind to me...but my appearance is obviously different from theirs...Maybe this is related to the failure of worshiping the statue...

If you don't have a barbaric body, you can't cultivate barbarism. You can only stay here for the rest of your life, unable to go out, unable to see the world described in the animal skin book..." Su Ming sat down silently, leaned against the house, looked at the sky, and the confusion in his eyes became more intense.

At this moment, suddenly there was a faint whistling sound from the tribe. The sound revealed a sadness, which seemed to merge with the moonlight and melted into the land of Wushan.

Su Ming frowned, his confusion interrupted by the sound of music. He didn't need to get up to look, he knew that this was the tribe's willow flute playing its xun music again.

Liu Di is a low-level barbarian in the tribe. His favorite thing is to play the strange Xun music. The sound of this music is very sad. Every time Su Ming listens to it, he feels a little sad and doesn't like it very much.

"The barbarians have ancestors who opened the sky and created humans, leaving them for generations to this day... The barbarians fly into the sky and move the mountains and seas... There are barbarian patterns reaching the sky, and they can pick the sun, moon and stars..." Late at night, in the Wushan tribe, a young man looked at the sky and murmured to the sound of the Xun song...

At this moment, he did not notice that the black fragment hanging around his neck once again had a faint light flashing away...

As the day when the Lasu Man of the Wushan tribe was born, the whole tribe was in an uproar from early morning. Almost all the tribesmen walked out, taking their own Lasu, and gathered in the square in the center of the tribe.

The ceremony of Manqi often takes a whole day, especially the Manqi when Lasu is sixteen years old. It is like a coming-of-age ceremony. Even at this time today, Lasu who have completed Manqi can choose a partner for each other.

Waves of drums with strange rhythms swirled from the tribe. As the drums appeared, Lasu walked out of the crowd one by one and stood in the center.

There are about thirty people in Lasu who have completed the Manqi this time, and most of them are teenagers. Although they are not very old, their bodies are extremely strong, showing a strong sense of strength.

Even those girls were like this. In this way, Su Ming stood out among the crowd, and his delicate features were incompatible with his surroundings.

Despite this, the people here have long accepted Su Ming's existence. Although his appearance looks a little different to them, they do not reject him. Instead, they integrate him into the tribe and become a member of the tribe.

After surrounding these Lasu who were preparing for the start, all the Wushan tribesmen danced primitive dances one after another, worshiping the heaven with dance, and using their bodies to express their reverence and sacrifice to the heaven and earth.

"Su Ming, I heard from people in the tribe that you also went to Wulong Mountain a few days ago and brought back Oolong saliva." While the tribesmen outside were singing and dancing happily, a simple and honest voice came from beside Su La.

It was a young man of the same age, with rough skin and a strong body. He was almost a full circle bigger than Su Ming. His eyes were very bright. He was looking at Su Ming and smiled innocently.

Su Ming smiled as he looked at the young man who was speaking. This young man was called Lei Chen and he was one of his few close friends in the clan.

"I brought some back and went to see you yesterday. Your father said that you and the hunting team went up the mountain. When the wild adventure ends later, you can share some with me and take it away."

The young man named Lei Chen's eyes lit up, he quickly took a few steps forward and smiled innocently.

"I could have come back earlier, but I met a marten deer on the way. You said before that you needed the blood of a marten deer for medicine, so I followed it and came back last night."

Su Ming knew that the other party was speaking lightly, but in fact the mink deer was extremely difficult to kill and even more dangerous. At this moment, his heart felt warm.

As the two were talking, the singing around them gradually calmed down, and the crowd dispersed. They saw the grandfather of the Wushan tribe, wearing coarse linen clothes and holding a black bone staff in his hand. Surrounded by several tribesmen, he walked over and stood in front of these teenagers.

His appearance caused complete silence all around. These teenagers looked in awe, obviously very afraid of this grandpa.

"Sacrifice to the Barbarian Ancestor!" Grandpa glanced over the crowd with piercing eyes. He paused briefly on Su Ming. As he spoke, he raised the black bone staff with his right hand and waved it. He immediately saw dozens of big men hurriedly walking from the crowd not far away, all carrying tied beasts on their bodies.

The beasts were all still alive, and they were roaring shrilly and struggling, but to no avail.

A total of forty-nine beasts of different shapes were all carried up soon after and surrounded the young men. The roaring sounds echoed and condensed together, there was a faint penetrating force that shocked the soul. However, there were members of the Wushan tribe around them, holding them tightly to prevent them from breaking away.

The big men of the clan standing next to these beasts did not hesitate at all. They all lowered their heads at the same time. A sharp stone blade appeared in their left hand, which penetrated directly into the necks of these beasts and cut off their heads.

Even the roar reached its peak at this moment, as the head was chopped off, and it seemed to be earth-shattering, making several of the more than thirty Lasu who were preparing to start the attack look frightened.

Su Ming's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and endured it. His peripheral vision glanced at Lei Chen beside him, and he saw a gleam in his eyes, and a bloodthirsty feeling. He seemed to be used to it, and he was vaguely enjoying it. He was completely different from the simple and honest person before.

A large amount of blood suddenly erupted, like a blood spring, exuding a fishy smell, and sprinkled towards the more than thirty Lasu, falling on their hair, bodies, and the ground beneath their feet.

"You are lucky because there are no tribal wars now, but you are also unlucky..." Grandpa looked at the teenagers in front of him and spoke softly.

"When I was a child, the ritual of Man Qi at the age of sixteen required me to cut off the head of a person from a hostile tribe and drink their blood to complete the Man Qi.

Compared to now, you are luckier... But unfortunately, you only saw the blood of the beasts and did not touch the enemy's head..." Grandpa murmured, taking a deep look at the Lasu in front, raised his right hand holding the bone staff, and pointed forward.

At the same time, he raised the five fingers of his left hand to make a fist and then released it suddenly. Immediately, a powerful aura suddenly spread out from his body. This aura swept around, forming a howling wind that filled the entire Wushan tribe.

I saw lines on Grandpa's face transformed, and the lines intertwined together to form a totem that looked like a python head.

The python head came to life, as if it were real. It transformed into Grandpa's face, roaring up to the sky, and let out a silent roar. Although they could not hear it, all the people in the Wushan tribe here, including the strong clan leader, could not help but tremble and take a few steps back.

"The black python pattern... these are grandpa's wild patterns..." Su Ming stared blankly at his grandpa, looking at the lines on his face, his heart was filled with shock. The last time he saw this scene was nine years ago, and now that he saw it again, his feelings were several times stronger than before.

"Grandpa can annihilate the entire tribe with his own strength. He is so powerful and is only at the ninth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm... I wonder how powerful that person in the Opening Dust Realm must be...

Not to mention the Bone Sacrifice Realm after the dust... The animal skin scroll once said that strong men in the Bone Sacrifice Realm are extremely rare even in medium-sized tribes. Only those unimaginable large tribes have a small number of Bone Sacrifice Realm barbarians."Su Ming's heart was shaken, and he longed to become a barbarian even more.

"With the blood and beast body of this place, please invite the Wushan Monkey!" Grandpa's thunderous voice interrupted Su Ming's thoughts. As his words came out, all the beast corpses around him exploded. The flesh, blood on the ground, and the blood on the young men were all sucked away by an invisible force, and they gathered together in mid-air to form a huge mass of flesh and blood.

"Man Qi!" The strong man next to Grandpa, the leader of the Wushan tribe, shouted loudly at this moment.

All the Lasu, including Su Ming, bit their tongues without hesitation and spurted out a mouthful of blood. Their blood quickly rose into the air. After being absorbed by the flesh and blood mass, with a shocking roar, the flesh and blood mass suddenly turned into a black statue.

It was a ferocious statue that was half human and half animal. It was filled with a savage and primitive atmosphere. It was holding a long dragon in one hand and a huge spear in the other hand. Its eyes showed madness and bloodthirsty.

With its appearance, even the sky suddenly became dim, as if it was suppressed by its majesty.

"Wu Shan looks like..." Su Ming's heart was pounding, pounding, as if it was about to burst. But at this moment, the fragment around his neck had a warm current flowing out, integrating into his body, making the uncomfortable feeling disappear.

This feeling made Su Ming startled, and he was about to lower his head subconsciously, when his grandfather's voice echoed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man took a few steps quickly. After stepping directly under the statue, he disappeared in an instant. Not long after, where he disappeared, the young man appeared with a gloomy face and stepped aside without saying a word.

"Next!" The person who spoke was the clan leader of the Wushan tribe. The big man looked serious and his eyes swept over these Rasu.

One by one, the Manqi Lasu came forward one after another, and soon after disappearing, they reappeared. Until a woman stepped into the Man statue, the Man statue emitted a flash of red light.

Immediately, the entire tribe became energetic. Even the grandfather looked intently and saw the red light flashing nine times in a row before the girl's figure appeared.

"The beast looks like nine rays of light, which means it has a beast body!"

"Your name is Ula, right? Very good, come to me." A smile appeared on Grandpa's face, he looked at the girl and nodded.

Seeing the young girl walking toward his grandfather, Su Ming remained silent. He gritted his teeth and took the next step towards the statue. His step out immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding tribesmen.

For this young man who was obviously different from them, most of the Wushan clan members showed good-natured pity. Their eyes focused on Su Ming until he stood under the statue.

Su Ming took a deep breath, glanced at his grandfather who was looking at him not far away, and closed his eyes. The moment his eyes closed, he felt an indescribable force covering his whole body, as if melting into the mud. When he opened his eyes, everything around him had completely changed.

This is not the Wushan tribe, but a small space, surrounded by darkness, except for a black statue floating in front of it, emitting a red light.

The statue looked exactly like the one he saw outside, exuding a barbaric and primitive atmosphere.

Looking at the statue, Su Ming was silent for a moment and bowed deeply to the statue.

After bowing for a long time, Su Ming showed bitterness on his face. He knew that if he had a barbarian body, he could make the barbarian statue emit red light with just one bow. However, everything at the moment was the same as nine years ago.

"I can't become a barbarian in this life..." Su Ming bit his lower lip, sighed, and turned around to leave.

But the moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a shock all over his body. He turned back to look at the pretty statue and was stunned for a moment!

At the same time, he saw the fragment on his chest that he had ignored emitting a dazzling light...

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