Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

When Qingyuan sincerely offered to join hands with Chicheng, Chicheng's only response was the jade sword in his hand.

The edge of the jade sword was cold, causing Qing Yuan to stop in his step, and his four eyeballs simultaneously burst out with disbelief... and rage.

"absolute sincerity……"

Listening to that familiar yet unfamiliar tone, Chicheng finally couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

"Haha, Brother Qingyuan, you want to join hands with me... but which hand should you hold?"

Looking at the six arms stretched out by Qingyuan's side, Chicheng suppressed the annoyance in his heart... It was not uncommon for him to see three heads and six arms when he traveled around the Nine Provinces, but at this time Qingyuan's six arms were clearly visible. It's plundered from different people. Some of them are slender, white and tender, showing quite agility; some are dark and thick, with dilated blood vessels, and some are winding and winding, with one more joint than ordinary people...

After smiling bitterly, Chicheng asked: "Brother Qingyuan, where did you learn such evil and sinister techniques..."

Before he finished speaking, two balls of fire ignited on Qingyuan's cheeks, which were two burning eyeballs. There was a burst of crazy laughter in the flames.

"Haha, evil, sinister... You have really changed after being away from home for more than ten years. You have become... civilized. I heard people say that many tribes outside Jingzhou have become completely different from ours. , For example, people in Mingzhou like to watch the stars and the moon, and people in Wuzhou like to play with gold and stone objects. You have been in those places for a long time, and you have also acquired the habits of outsiders. "

After hearing these words, Chicheng's heart moved slightly and he forced a smile and said: "Brother Qingyuan is quite knowledgeable..."

Qingyuan said: "I also heard from people that there was a caravan from other states a few years ago. The captain's daughter was very good at telling stories. She said that although she was young, she had already followed her father's footsteps. She has covered half of the world. She has seen hundreds of tribes, both human and spirit. It is said that there is a country in Fengzhou that is larger than any tribe. Unfortunately, it is not a human country... There are always endless stories to tell, and I never get tired of hearing them. But while listening, I always wonder, are these stories of hers true or false? Chicheng, you are well-informed, maybe you can confirm something for me. ?”

Chicheng was about to reply when he saw Qingyuan tilting his head slightly and looking at his shoulder.

"Wake up, don't sleep!"

With an angry shout, the flesh and blood on his shoulder squirmed, and then a layer of flesh and skin separated, revealing a woman's face! The woman's facial features were delicate, but they were distorted by pain, and she could only squeeze out a small moan.

"Please kill me..."

Qing Yuan said with a ferocious smile: "Your father begged me hard before he died, asking me to spare your life. If I promised him, I would definitely not kill you..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling cold light from the jade sword pierced Qingyuan's shoulder like lightning, exploding the painful woman into a ball of blood mist.

After a moment, the blood mist fell, but Qingyuan shrugged indifferently. The flesh and blood on his shoulder squirmed, covering up the injury.

"It seems the story is false, so she deserves to die."

Chicheng shook his head in pain and whispered: "The story is true. The world outside Jingzhou is indeed very different from here. I have heard about the country established by the monsters, but I have never been able to see it with my own eyes. Come to think of it. , She has really traveled to many places and seen countless scenery... However, you... Qingyuan, what happened in these years? "

Qingyuan watched Chicheng raise the jade sword painfully but resolutely, and slowly retracted his posture. His eyes gradually became cold, and he said in a low voice: "What else could happen? In the fifth year after you left, a sword migrated from the distant mountains. The new tribe. They are savage and warlike. They not only occupy our hunting areas, rob our property, but even kill our tribesmen. The rest of the tribe is useless. I am the only one who is struggling to support them. I am not as good as you. With his talent, he must do his best just to survive, to keep himself and the tribe alive, and the people of Jingzhou can do anything to survive.”

Hearing this, Chicheng couldn't help but ask: "Where is uncle Jinmu...?"

"Dead." Qing Yuan wrote lightly, "He died not long after I took away the hunting bow."

Chicheng was shocked: "You..."

"He would not live long, just like every chief hunter." Qingyuan said, "There has never been a chief hunter in the tribe who can live to be forty years old, and his life is shorter than most of his predecessors. "

Chicheng was shocked again: "Is this happening?! No, no... it is indeed such a thing. If you recall carefully, almost all the previous chiefs died unexpectedly in their prime or even young years... But, why?"

For a moment, the confusion in Chicheng's heart was clear even from the perspective of a bystander.

Qingyuan did not answer immediately, but stared at Chicheng with complicated eyes, as if waiting for him to wake up on his own.

And Chicheng guessed the clue quickly.

"Is it because of the... qi and blood cultivation method passed down from generation to generation, transforming blood energy?"

Qingyuan smiled: "Yes, only the chief hunter can practice the blood-transforming power. It seems that Uncle Danxin never mentioned the inside story to you at all, otherwise you should have thought of it. Ha, he is indeed a good father, better than My dad is much stronger."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand that belonged to him and subconsciously touched the face that once belonged to Jinmu on his chest, but Jinmu had no reaction.

Qingyuan added: "The Blood Transformation Strength can transform the blood of other things for one's own use. Anyone who swallows it will become a new power. Only in this way can human beings survive. Because compared to those monsters and ghosts, human beings It was too weak. That's why the ancestors who founded the tribe did not hesitate to endure tragic sacrifices to develop this blood-transforming power. From then on, the chief hunter of the tribe could have the eyes of a falcon, the claws of a lion and a tiger, and the claws of a bear and an ox. The brute force..."

When Chicheng heard this, he couldn't help but think of more: "And the side effect of blood-transforming power is that practitioners must have a short life? My father...my father was not suffering from evil worship at that time, but because of the toxin of blood-transforming?! "

Qingyuan bent a slender arm, stroked his chin, and said, "That's okay, but Uncle Danxin's situation is indeed more special than anyone else's."

As he spoke, a trace of malice was clearly released from his slumped face.

"The problem with Huaxue Jin is that when you absorb the blood of foreign objects, it will inevitably be contaminated by the mind of the foreign objects... It is not a simple change of living habits, but many times, you will subconsciously not be able to tell whether you are a human or a human being. Beast. The more you absorb, the stronger the pollution will be. As the chief hunter of the tribe, there is no way out. Therefore, the hunters in the past will all die when the pollution reaches the limit. They can still maintain the outline of a human being, and those who are less lucky may even have no bones left.”

Chicheng asked: "My father is..."

"He was one of the rare exceptions and he survived."

"What?!"

There was even a hint of ridicule in Qingyuan's smile: "He survived, but it is no different from death. You are his most beloved son, and you don't know it at all..."

Chicheng suppressed the anger and irritability in his heart, used the art of pure heart to control the golden elixir, and asked calmly: "I really know nothing, so, Brother Qingyuan, please don't show off."

"Oh, your intelligence must have been inherited from Uncle Danxin. He is different from any hunter in the past. When he received the inheritance of blood transformation power, his first reaction was: if he absorbs the blood of other people, he will be killed by other people. If the mind is polluted, then wouldn’t it be better to find a creature without a mind? And there are many creatures in the world that are both powerful and dull.”

"Plants?!" Chicheng suddenly realized, "No wonder he always liked playing with herbs before. It turns out..."

"Yes, generally speaking, picking and processing herbs is the work of tribal women, but Uncle Danxin enjoys it. The reason is that he takes this opportunity to absorb the essence of the plants. The blood of the plants can also be used for his own use... This is actually It was a very whimsical idea, and it was not completely compatible with the blood-changing energy that had been passed down for many years in the past. However, he used his talent to force his way out. Unfortunately, this road was also a dead end, and most of the plants and trees had no intention. It can be said that there is no soul, but it is actually a kind of soul. This is what Uncle Danxin often said when he was alive, but it is also a painful realization. However, the spirits of plants and trees are indeed different from ordinary creatures. , even if the pollution reaches the extreme, it will not directly kill people...but will make people live forever in a not-so-beautiful manner."

Listening to Qingyuan's long statement, Chicheng had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.

That is not only the spiritual awareness brought about by the practice of golden elixir... but also due to his consistent intelligence. But at a certain moment, Chicheng just wished that he was not so smart and clever.

Because the truth is actually crueler than imagined.

"Do you still remember that tree spirit that was full of tumors that you saw by the river that year?"

"enough!"

Qingyuan had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, he became more serious and said: "Uncle Danxin always maintained restraint and rationality during his lifetime, but after being assimilated by plants, he lost all the shackles, leaving only the desire to survive. Before his death, His mind was almost wiped out, so he was extremely thirsty for human hearts, so he wandered in the woods and collected hundreds of human hearts..."

"I said, enough is enough!"

The jade sword's sharp edge rose again, slicing Qingyuan's throat almost instantly, interrupting Qingyuan's story.

Qingyuan smiled, stretched out his snake-like long tongue meaningfully, and licked his neck, as if feeling the coldness of the sword... Then he changed the topic: "Don't worry, Uncle Danxin has rested in peace, my father He comforted him with his own hands before he died. Hehe, the result was that he was so scarred that he never regained his peak, which was equivalent to giving me the hunting bow for nothing. However, this is what he owed to Uncle Danxin."

Chicheng ignored these words and solemnly warned: "Hua Xue Jin, don't practice anymore."

Qingyuan was a little surprised: "Why?"

Chicheng said: "This technique is vicious and deadly. It has only been taught to the chief hunter for so many years, precisely because it is definitely not a great way!"

"But thanks to the Blood Transformation Jin, the tribe has been able to survive until now! What's more, the Blood Transformation Jin is now fully developed... I personally made up for its shortcomings when fighting with foreign tribes! Since it is transformed into the blood of other things, I will be contaminated by the thoughts of other things and forget the difference between humans and animals. So, wouldn’t it be better if I turned into human blood? No matter how many people I eat, I will still be human! And human flesh is far more nutritious than any animal flesh or plant essence. ! Look at what I look like now. I have only eaten for less than ten years and I am already above everyone else! The more I eat, the more focused I am. Becoming more pure, I just need to take another step forward. But now, you want me to stop practicing?”

Chicheng suppressed the boiling emotions in his heart and said in a deep voice: "What you call no fatal risk...is this what it is like now?"

Qingyuan sneered: "What's wrong with this situation now? Doesn't it conform to the image of civilization in your mind? Ha, if it is so-called civilization, it means being conquered and trampled by foreign races and reduced to withered bones in the wilderness... It means being hypocritical enough to sneak into the world in the name of doing business. If someone tries to cause chaos in another clan's city and plunder the population at night, they are so weak that they can be easily seen through and wiped out, hanging on their shoulders... Then the tribe I would rather protect will never have a chance to live with your civilization!"

After hearing these stories, Chi Cheng's heart naturally felt agitated, but he remained unmoved: "Brother Qingyuan, if you are really as you said, you have only become pure instead of being polluted into something indescribable. , then you should know better than anyone that this path of yours will not work. Besides, if you are really Brother Qingyuan, you will never promote such vicious methods to the tribesmen. "

Qingyuan snorted coldly: "The rules of the tribe have always been to share good things with everyone. It's rare for me to improve and perfect the fatally flawed blood-transforming power and eliminate the side effects. Naturally, I can't keep it to myself. What's more, if everyone doesn't get blood, , there will always be people who are so pretentious that they rely on me to eat people and drink blood, but they still point fingers at me. The funny thing is, once these people eat meat, they will never look back. They can’t be persuaded, but they are even more greedy and aggressive than me... Recently, just having to feed them has been a headache. "

Chicheng sighed: "The last question, Brother Qingyuan, have you ever considered where the end point of this road will be? There are only a few thousand people in this city now, so you have to 'break your brain', so what will happen to the population in the future?" When the expansion reaches ten times or a hundred times, how many people will you eat and how much trouble will you have? No, there is no need to think about the future. Brother Qingyuan, you and I have not seen each other for many years. Although you have been warmly welcoming me and inviting me on the surface, , but the mouth on your belly keeps salivating for a moment. Can you really control yourself? "

Qingyuan finally calmed down all his expressions.

"Well, it seems that I still say that I can't beat you, so let's decide the result according to the tribe's rules... Let me also see, after not seeing you for nearly twenty years, whether your civilization and your righteousness are still there. Make you stronger?"