Martial Dao: My Cultivation Technique Can Simplify

After deciding to sound the horn of the Ancient Desolation, Man began to prepare.

Originally, Lu Qi thought that the ancient horn would be some kind of artifact.

But after seeing Man's next move, he discovered that the mysteries of the Great Wilderness were far beyond his imagination.

In the tribe, at this time Man was bare-chested, and his body was covered with an unknown color paint.

These colored paints draw out a mysterious pattern.

Although Lu Qi couldn't read it, those patterns could faintly give him a feeling of palpitation.

Lu Qi understood that it wasn't the pattern itself or Man's upper body that was terrifying.

It's what's behind the pattern.

With the help of the bridge of life and death, Lu Qi can vaguely see a thin line extending from Man's body that cannot be detected by the naked eye.

This stream pierces straight into the sky, and has been escaping into the endless sky.

Connected at the other end of the thin line is the Heavenly Dao of this world—the Great Wilderness.

It was only at this moment that Lu Qi suddenly realized that the Great Wilderness is alive!

In other words, Heavenly Dao turned out to be alive.

For a long time, Lu Qi thought that the so-called Heavenly Dao was just a general term for the rules and laws of heaven and earth.

But now it seems that I was completely wrong.

Heavenly Dao is also alive.

Because at this time, the other end of the thin thread on Man's body conveyed a kind of joyful and happy emotion, just like parents seeing their children.

If Heavenly Dao were a dead thing, such a situation would never happen.

Even Lu Qi discovered a secret, and the Ancient Desolate Clan obviously didn't want it to be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The world is not benevolent and regards all things as straw dogs.

Being able to arouse the emotions of the Great Wilderness, it is conceivable that the origin of the Gude family must be extraordinary.

It seems that the reason why the Disaster Temple did not wipe out the Ancient Desolate Clan is definitely not because of their kindness.

With the protection of the wilderness, it is difficult to be wiped out.

Perhaps what happened to the ancient Huang family now, in Dahuang's view, is nothing more than a test by parents to their children.

Ancient wilderness, great wilderness, there must be a deep connection between the two.

But obviously this is not something that the current land vehicles can ascertain.

In the tribe, after sensing Dahuang's response, Man began to speak a profound language.

It was the same kind when "~々孟" presided over the awakening ceremony that day.

Although Lu Qi couldn't understand it, he could still imagine that this should be an ancient saying of the ancient desolate clan.

Just like the ancient language of the Star Sea People.

I heard it before when I was in the Star Sea, and the ancient language of the human race can communicate directly with Tongtian.

Presumably, the ancient sayings of the Guhuang clan also have the same effect.

As the ancient sayings were read out, Dahuang's response became clearer and clearer.

Finally, a huge phantom horn appeared in front of Man Man.

At the same time, there was an extra dagger in Man's hand.

"Puff!"

Without hesitation, he inserted the dagger into Own's palm.

The blood donation did not splash, but slowly flowed towards the horn in the air.

At this moment, all tribesmen knelt down to the ground and made a pilgrimage to the horn in the air.

As if listening to something.

But in Lu Qi's ear, he didn't hear anything.

"Woo~~~"

The long horn sounded gradually.

This is a voice that only members of the Ancient Desolate Clan can hear.

At this moment, the horn of ancient desolation was finally sounded again.

In addition to the barbarian tribe, the tribe closest to them is called the Bear tribe.

Of course, this is only because their leader's name is Bear.

In the Northern Wilderness, the names of the various tribes of the Ancient Wilderness Clan are all named after their leaders.

Because usually, the leader is the strongest in a tribe.

Just woke up in the morning, the bear tribe hunting team is ready to go.

However, the mood of this hunting team is very low.

There was also a disaster riot in this tribe yesterday.

It's a pity that their luck is not as good as the Man tribe.

In the end, the disaster riot was quelled at the cost of the lives of twenty clansmen.

In this way, the bear tribe, which is not well-populated, is even worse.

Unlike the barbarian tribe, the bear tribe has a total population of less than three hundred.

Twenty people is already a large number.

"Leader, this is not going to work. The frequency of disaster riots has become higher and higher in the past few years. If this continues, there will be very few people in the tribe." The clansmen looked at the leader for help.

Hope he can figure out a solution.

Although there will be disasters and riots in the past.

But at least there is time to breathe.

Even if more than a dozen tribesmen need to be sacrificed each time, in general, the population of the tribe is still growing.

But in recent years, things have changed, and disaster riots have become more frequent.

Everyone can only watch helplessly as the tribal population decreases year by year.

This sense of desperation cannot be experienced by ordinary people.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the clansmen, the bear leader sighed: "Damn the disaster, how about it, let's contact the blue bird to see if she has a more powerful totem

The bear leader said a solution that was not a solution.

Chief, why don't we go and seek refuge with other tribes? The barbarian tribe closest to us has a population of more than a thousand and is powerful. It must be able to protect us. "It was suggested by a tribe.

But the bear leader immediately rebuffed: "Shut up, don't you know what the Northern Wilderness is like now? The more tribes there are, the more dangerous they are. What if the barbarian tribes are noticed by the Disaster Temple because of our actions?" Don't you know the consequences!"

Hearing the leader's scolding, the clansman who spoke just now lowered his head in shame.

"Chief, I was wrong. I was in a hurry and didn't think of this. He explained quickly.

Chief Xiong sighed again: "Forget it, I still..."

"Woo~~~"

But at this moment, a burst of horn sounded into the ears of everyone in the Bear Tribe.

The bear leader froze for a moment.

The others were also stunned.

"Boss...boss, did you hear that?" The clansmen were afraid that they had heard it wrong.

At this time, the bear leader had already burst into tears. (Nuo Haohao) "I heard it, I heard it, I thought I would never have the chance to hear this voice again in my life, it's the horn of ancient desolation, it's the horn of ancient desolation!"

After finishing speaking, the bear leader immediately knelt on the ground, and also took out a dagger and inserted it into Own's left palm.

His blood donation also began to flow towards the sky.

Then at the next moment, the sound of the ancient desolate horn spread farther and farther.

After doing all this, the bear leader stood up.

However, the expression on his face was slightly strange at this time.

"Leader, what's going on, which clansman sounded the horn?" the clansmen hurriedly asked.

But the bear leader was still in a daze.

Some who couldn't wait even directly cut the palms of own.

If you don't tell me, I can go and see for myself.

But just when they contacted the ancient horn.

The information conveyed inside made their expressions look like the leader's.

Such a coincidence?