My Twenty-four Heavens

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"I don't know when our European Emperor White Rabbit will be online."

"But it's not in a hurry anyway, just to see how far the Primordial Realm has developed."

Knowing that the white rabbit White and White might not be online so quickly, Zhang Tong could only look at the Primordial Realm for the time being.

Under the mighty power of the twenty-four heavens, more than ten years have passed since the Primordial Realm.

Compared with ten years ago, the Youchong tribe has prospered to a certain extent, and almost the entire valley is the territory of the Youchong tribe.

As Chonghua brought the power of bone inscriptions back to the tribe, the tribe soon gained the power to protect itself.

It's just that this kind of strength is much weaker than Xia Qi back then.

The You Chong tribe with bone inscriptions can only be regarded as the middle reaches of the food chain in the Great Wilderness, but it also has the ability to protect itself.

After having the power to protect itself, the civilization of the tribe-honoring community began to develop rapidly.

Sturdy buildings began to rise in the valley, forming a new home for the Youchong tribe.

Large tracts of farmland were reclaimed by hardworking humans, and the Youchong tribe reopened their farming era.

And because the bone power began to sprout in the Chong tribe, the once invincible giant beast has also begun to become the food of the Chong tribe.

Food is sufficient and safety is guaranteed.

In the stable living environment, the population of the tribe has also begun to become prosperous.

In more than ten years, the population of the Youchong tribe has increased several times.

They captured a large number of tentacle monsters with powerful force and raised them in the depths of the valley to serve as the strong foundation of the Chong Chong tribe.

With the support of this population base and foundation, there are more practitioners of the Chong tribe.

In the center of the tribe, in the empty and gorgeous hall.

Chonghua and Boyi sat opposite each other, surging blood flowing in their bodies, making sounds of billowing thunder, making them look like gods in mythology.

More than ten years have passed, and once Chonghua is in his thirties.

But the years did not leave any traces on his body, and his whole body of blood is still like a vast ocean.

Seeing the more and more unfathomable Chonghua, Bo Yi, who has been following Chonghua for twenty years, said softly:

"The Abandoned who is in charge of agriculture also left last night. After all, he could not survive."

"The partners who grew up with us are now gray-haired old people."

Hearing this, Chonghua slowly opened his false eyes.

As his eyes opened, the air was visibly distorted, and even Bo Yi was in a trance at this moment, unable to distinguish which is real and which is illusory.

Fortunately, Chonghua quickly reduced his double pupil power, and he glanced at Bo Yi deeply:

"Countless wives, sons and daughters, to see this guy off is the perfect ending for him."

"The life of a mortal is too short. If we do not master the power of bone inscriptions, our life will almost come to an end."

Chonghua's voice was calm, and she didn't seem to feel sad for the death of her companion since she was a child.

In fact, whether it is Chonghua or Bo Yi, they are already accustomed to the loneliness brought about by this kind of power.

After a moment of silence, Chonghua said quietly:

"The baptism method developed by Si Gun, have you guys tried it?"

Speaking of the method of baptism, Bo Yi's spirit was obviously lifted a lot, he nodded slightly and said:

"I have tried it, and it is not very useful for us who are truly powerful in moving blood."

"It's the method of baptism that allows the little cubs in the tribe to lay a better foundation at an early age. Even if they can't successfully step into the blood-moving realm, their physical power will be far superior to other tribesmen."

Chonghua heard this, a gleam of light flashed in the double pupil, he looked at Bo Yi who was a little nervous, and said in a deep voice:

"Ten years have passed, our own potential has been tapped to the limit, but there is still no way to suffocate."

"Do you know what this means?"

Boyi lowered his head slightly, and after a brief thought, he said his answer:

"This means that the most powerful hero in the tribe will always be Dayu who has a follower."

"Even if he still lives at the foot of Yushan Mountain, the names of Dayu and Si Gun will always be recited in the tribe."

Chonghua nodded slightly, his expression was also cold, and the power contained in the heavy pupils spread out uncontrollably, making his whole body a illusion.

Chonghua’s voice seemed erratic, yet extremely majestic:

"Yes, if we don't master the 狻猊宝术, we will never be able to suppress or even expel Dayu."

"The most important thing is that if we don't find a follow-up path, we will eventually die like ordinary people."

Die like ordinary people!

Chonghua's words made Bo Yi's face a look of horror.

The stronger you are, the more you fear death.

Everything he has now is based on powerful power.

If his power begins to decay with his vitality and blood, sooner or later Bo Yi will lose everything he has now.

Realizing this, Bo Yi's breathing became rapid.

But soon, he adjusted his mentality and asked with a low eyebrow:

"Then respected patriarch, are we going to hunt down that 狻猊 in advance?"

Chonghua, who had reduced the power of the double pupil, glanced at Bo Yi and shook his head slightly:

"The time is still immature, and we still need the power of Dayu and Suan."

"Even, we still need the wisdom of that old fellow Si Gun."

"but……"

Boyi opened his mouth and looked a little unwilling.

But before he could say anything, Chonghua waved his hand and interrupted him:

"Well, you go out first."

"Yes……"

Boyi's expression was suffocated, but he obediently left Chonghua's palace.

After Bo Yi left, Chonghua's face showed a sarcasm:

"What a fool!"

"It has been nearly ten years since I entered the realm of moving blood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't even know that the essence of practice is a powerful spirit."

"Hunt and kill Susu...hehe."

After a sneer, Chonghua returned to his expressionless expression again.

The gloomy light in his eyes flickered, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"My double pupil told me that there is no way for Suan to move on to the blood realm."

"But... how do I find a path to follow up on moving the blood realm?"

"I was born with a heavy pupil, and I am destined to be the saint who leads the human race. The human race's civilization fire can never be cut off in my hands."

"I have to find a follow-up path, at all costs..."

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