"Brother, I'm waiting for you..."

When the sound of calling reached its strongest, Chu Mo suddenly woke up, and Chu Mo frowned.

What kind of ghost dream is this?

After taking a deep breath, Chu Mo shook his head and forced himself to stop thinking about the strange dream. Instead, he looked down at the black fragments that looked very ordinary on his neck.

He vaguely felt that this dream was related to this fragment.

But what Chu Mo wants to do now is to open the door to the second floor of the black fragment as soon as possible.

In the jungle, Chu Mo, who had reached the fourth level of the blood coagulation realm, was extremely fast and flashed. He was galloping on the snow. Before noon, he had already passed through the forest and appeared outside the Wushan tribe. Looking at the tribe in the distance, Chu Mo smiled on his face.

"Some days haven't come back..."

Chu Mo murmured and walked into the tribe.

"Xiao Chu, is the fourth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm?" Seeing Chu Mo come back, the happy smile that grandpa just showed suddenly stopped and turned into a look of surprise. He just felt it a little and was startled.

How long has it been, half a year has passed, but in a flash of fingers.

"Grandpa, good eyesight."

Chu Mo smiled slightly. He was still very grateful to the old man for saving his life.

"Okay, okay."

Grandpa said several good words in a row, but he felt that someone in Wushan tribe had hope of breaking through the realm of enlightenment.

"Don't you ask?"

Chu Mo asked with a smile. Although he was not at a high level, he was still confident in his own strength.

"Why bother asking? Everyone has their own chances, my child, I believe in you." Grandpa's courage is indeed very high.

"Thank you, grandpa, there are some pills here. You can try it. Maybe it can help you break through." Chu Mo looked at grandpa and spoke softly.

"Pill?" Grandpa was stunned, then shook his head and laughed.

"You mean herbs. Grandpa knows that you must be some unusual herbs, but Grandpa is a barbarian from Wushan tribe, except for some extremely rare herbs... Huh!!"

Before grandpa could finish his words, Chu Mo had already taken out two small bottles, opened them and placed them in front of grandpa.

The two small bottles were both green pills, surrounded by waves of medicinal fragrance, and contained more than ten pills.

Grandpa's eyes shone brightly, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He picked up the small bottle containing the medicine stone, looked carefully at something that was obviously different from his cognition, and then sniffed it, and his expression immediately changed.

"A curious medicinal property, if you smell it, you can make the blood in your body seem to be circulating!"

Grandpa murmured and looked at it intently. After a while, he closed his eyes and began to ponder. After a long time, when he opened his eyes again, he looked at Chu Mo.

"These are called elixirs?"

Chu Mo nodded, pointed to the small medicine stone bottle, and began to introduce the method and effect of it. Grandpa obviously took a breath. When he heard it, his whole expression immediately changed.

Without any hesitation, Grandpa suddenly raised his right hand and waved it forward. An illusory stereotype immediately transformed into Chu Mo's front. The stereotype was exactly the half-human and half-beast image of Wushan tribe!

As soon as this was released, a gentle force immediately spread out to the surroundings and surround the entire room.

"Continue to talk." Grandpa's expression seemed much more serious. Chu Mo smiled indifferently. He had thought of these things for a long time and slowly spoke out the effect of the Qingchen Dispersion.

Grandpa had already stood up cross-legged. After listening to Chu Mo's words, he poured out a grain of Qingchen Sperm. He looked at it for a while and suddenly swallowed it in one mouthful. He believed that Chu Mo would not hesitate too much. Then he took out a small purple bottle and drank a few drops of medicine left in it.

No need to think, this medicine should be something to assist in cultivation.

Then he sat cross-legged again, and soon a large amount of blood flashed out from his body. The blood was dazzling, covering the entire room. Chu Mo lit up slightly. It seemed that he really underestimated his grandfather.

After all, grandpa’s barbarian patterns are only one step away.

The light came quickly and also disappeared quickly. After a while, as grandpa opened his eyes, the red light in his body disappeared, and there was excitement in his eyes. He looked at the Qingchen San and took a deep breath.

"Xiao Chu, thank you. This pill may indeed help me break through. However, from today on, you cannot tell anyone about this pill. Even if I ask you again, you must not say it! From now on, I will never ask you any questions about this!

Even in the tribe, you must remember this, no one can say it!" Grandpa said, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Including Chu Mo."

Chu Mo is not a barbarian, sometimes he doesn’t know anything, but rather a kind of protection.

“Isn’t it safe in the tribe?”

After Grandpa said this, Chu Mo guessed it.

Grandpa nodded and did not say anything more. Obviously, he felt that although Chu Mo was amazing in talent, he was only at the fourth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm and was not suitable for mixing in. This was too dangerous.

"Come on, Xiao Chu, grandpa is not as talented as you, but at least he has been practicing for so many years, and he can teach you some experience."

Next, Grandpa explained some details and attention to Xiuman to Chu Mo.

This is really useful to Chu Mo, so I listened carefully.

But he cared about some things very much.

As Grandpa Gu said, if a barbarian tribe wants to reach the third level in the blood coagulation realm, he needs to reach eleven blood lines, and as for the fourth level, he needs to have twenty-five blood lines.

On the fifth level, there must be fifty-three blood lines, and then more... until the eleventh level of the blood coagulation realm, the number of blood lines at this moment should be 781.

But not everyone is fixed, most barbarians are like this, but there are still some people who can increase the number of blood lines again. The more blood lines, the greater the chance of becoming a realm of dust!

In the history of the barbarians, there were some people who expanded their blood lines to 999 when they were in the blood coagulation realm. Most of these people became famous people.

There are even legends that if one thousand can reach, it means that the blood coagulation realm is completely perfect. However, such perfection is extremely rare, or there is no such thing as apart from the era of the Paleomans thousands of years ago.

Hearing this, Chu Mo twitched his mouth. If he had a perfect blood coagulation realm, how many blood lines would he need, ten thousand? Or one hundred thousand?

Although I have a strong physique, this is too fucking.

However, Chu Mo just complained that he could not even envy such a physique. What he mainly listened to was about the matter of opening the world.

Although grandpa did not enter the realm of enlightenment, half of the mantra patterns were condensed, and there was still a lot of experience to say.

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Chapter completed!