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Different teenagers have different abilities to withstand under the invisible force field released by the afterimage of Xianman.

Zong Ya has already enlightened the barbarian soul and absorbed the true blood and medicinal power of cunning beasts most fully.

Among his peers, Zong Ling had to bear much longer. Everyone else retreated. He was still in a mysterious and crazy state. He was dancing around the altar with a spear and singing, his face was quiet and pious, and his naked body was faintly shining.

Looking at Grandpa Zongtu, Zongsang and others, they looked at Zong Ling with joy. Chen Xun thought that Zong Ling should be enlightening the barbarian soul at this time...

Zong Ya stopped and did not rush out to drink the meat soup, but waited for Zong Ling to enlighten the barbarian soul.

Chen Xun had to work harder in the future. He opened the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul and could only visualize a phantom of the Jiuyou Barbarian Soul. Zong Ling, who was only twelve years old at this time, had really extraordinary talent. No wonder Zong San was smiling.

After a while, Zong Ling's pace gradually slowed down, as if he was under ten thousand pounds of pressure, and blood and sweat were about to seep out of his face, neck, and chest. It seemed that he was still a lot short of the last step.

Seeing that Zong Ling was about to be unable to support him, Wu Gongzong, who was standing at the altar and paying close attention to everything, stepped up his bone staff and knocked him on Zong Ling's forehead, waking him up.

Zongsang walked over anxiously and asked:

"What does the mind see?"

"The light, dazzling light, can't even open your eyes..." Zong Ling said weakly.

"Enough, since you have all the sensations, you can truly practice the barbarian soul after practicing for a while." Zong Tu picked up Zong Ling, who had been squid into a meat paste, and asked Zong Sang to feed him the meat soup.

Chen Xun thought to himself, it turned out that Zong Ling still could not possess the soul of Xiangren. The phantom he visualized on the sea of ​​consciousness was much clearer than the dazzling light that Zong Ling saw.

"Your kid is amazing. Whether the black python can get out of Tianman is on your kid and Zong Ya." A group of barbarians couldn't help but surround him, and said to Zong Sang with envy and joy.

Zong Sang's big mouth had already reached the root of his ears: "Hehe, hehe, this kid is such a fool. If it weren't for picking a few drops of true blood from Wu Linjiu's body this time, I don't know when I would be able to enlighten the barbarian soul..."

"Bless you first!" said a group of barbarians again.

Chen Xun was speechless when he saw these barbarians with a pious look on his face.

The Wumang tribe's worship of Xianman is really as blindly believed. I have tried my best to drag Wulin back. Is it okay?

After drinking the meat soup, Zong Ling quickly calmed down. After resting with Zong Ya for a while, he walked up to the altar with other children and received the training of the invisible force field.

Obviously, Zong Ya, Zong Ling and others absorbed more and more medicinal powers and more fully.

At that moment, Chen Xun had the illusion that Zong Ling was slightly taller.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

Then, some early-level barbarian martial artists who had grown up but had not yet enlightened the barbarian soul also came forward to receive the tempering of the residual image battle flag.

Their growth space is limited, and they only eat one or two bowls of meat soup. After almost refining the medicinal power, they walked out of the beast circle again.

"Come on, you drink a bowl first, and then go to the altar," Zong Sang took a bowl of meat soup, walked over and handed it to Chen Xun, letting him drink it, pointed at his head and said to him, "Let your mind be empty, don't think about anything..."

Chen Xun naturally knew that there was no thought or thought when the body and mind were in harmony. Even if he did not have a soul in the invisible force field, his body could be more pure and more effective in tempering.

Ordinary people cannot enter the state of silence without thoughts at will, but it will still be helpful to try to keep the body and mind empty and quiet.

Seeing Zong Sang's kindness reminder, Chen Xun didn't say it, the pottery bowl he handed over was obviously larger than the size, so he smiled at him gratefully, but he didn't expect that he still had such delicate thoughts.

Chen Xun took the pottery bowl and drank the meat soup with a strange fragrance. When it entered his throat, the force of medicine turned into a boiling hot stream and spread into the bones. He stepped onto the altar and felt like he was walking into a lake full of viscous liquid, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Unexpectedly, the altar is the core of the invisible force field, and the pressure felt at the edge is still light, and the more he goes to the center of the altar, the greater the pressure his body is under.

The muscles, bones, blood and flesh in the body are squeezed at the same time, and the medicinal power that spreads into the bones will boil at this time. As expected, there is no need to have a soul in Xiangba, to temper the muscles, and the qi and blood will become vaguely purer.

Chen Xun saw Zong Ya sitting under the animal skin remnant statue and looked at him open his eyes and walked towards him. He felt that it looked like an invisible force field below, more than ten times stronger than the edge of the altar. He sat next to Zong Ya, letting the invisible force field released by the remnant flag help him absorb the medicinal power and temper his body.

The feeling of being in the invisible force field makes Chen Xun secretly feel this animal skin, which is probably not only enlightening the barbarian soul, but also tempering the blood of the muscles.

It can absorb beast souls, release invisible force fields, and help the tribe members who have not yet enlightened the barbarian soul to attract the power of meat soup and medicine. It is obviously a treasure with many wonderful uses.

Chen Xun looked up at the one hanging above his head, but he didn't dare to try to look above the sea of ​​consciousness in front of everyone, and visualize the Nine Nether Barbarian Soul that seemed to have supreme power...

Chen Xun's unintentional actions shocked Nan Liao, Zong Sang and others who were standing outside.

Zong Sang said in surprise: "Who, this kid has such a strong ability to withstand. He has all gone to Xianman Zhansi. He still has time to look around. It is much easier than Zong Ya!"

"How great would he be if he was a black python man? His future achievements will definitely be above you and me! I'm afraid he is not worse than your boy!" Nan Liao didn't like this alien boy very much, and he had to admit that Chen Xun's cultivation potential was stronger than the teenagers in the clan.

Chen Xun waited for the warm current transformed by the medicinal power in the hundred bones to stop. He thought that the medicinal power should have been refined. Seeing that Zong Ya was still meditating with his eyes closed, he walked down the altar first.

At this time, Nan Liao, Zong Sang and others were even more surprised.

"So quickly, I'll attract the medicinal power from a bowl of meat soup?" Nan Liao saw that the bowl of meat soup handed to Chen Xun was obviously much larger, but the black scale cunning was dragged back by this alien boy, so he didn't say it out loud, but he didn't expect that this alien boy would endure it as easily as tempering, and he didn't expect that he could absorb the medicinal power of the meat soup so quickly.

With him and Zong Sang, even if they have all their strength to enlighten the barbarian soul, they cannot absorb the power of meat soup so quickly.

Zong Sang was also a little unbelievable, waved to Chen Xun over and asked, "Why did you get off so quickly?"

"After drinking the meat soup, my whole body is warm. I can't feel the warm current at this moment. I think I will not have any effect anymore." Chen Xun said, in secret, a large bowl of meat soup under the belly, absorbing the medicine power and tempering the body, which is similar to half a black python pill. With the help of Monsoon, he refining the medicine power very quickly.

Seeing the cunning beasts in the bronze tripod, the meat soup made from black python bones and countless spiritual medicines and alien herbs, I was afraid that it could hold two or three thousand bowls, enough to be more than a thousand black python pills. I thought to myself, no wonder Grandpa Zongtu and Nan Liao were so ecstatic when they saw the cunning beast.

This is equivalent to increasing the skills of the entire Wumang village by eight or nine years overnight.

Zong Sang didn't know what Chen Xun was thinking, his eyes were like bronze bells:

"You just feel warm! It's still natural!"

He drank such a large bowl of meat soup full of the essence of the alien beast's life and felt the blood boiling. When Chen Xun drank it, it was just a "warm" feeling?

My father Zongtu said to change Chen Xun's big bowl, but he was worried that Chen Xun could not bear such strong medicinal power.

Nan Liao and his team of barbarians also shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Over the past three years, they could have seen the abnormalities of Chen Xun, a boy from a foreign race, but they still couldn't suppress their shock at this moment.

With such strong absorption ability and so fast, even if you have not enlightened the Manchu Soul, as long as the Manchu Soul can last overnight and let him drink bowls of meat soup, will the strength of his body be tempered to the peak of the Ninth Level of Manchu Wu overnight?

You Manwu started to take his fist:

"Why is Axun not a member of the Wupython tribe?"

"No, the rules of the foreign tribes who do not preach the Manwu family must be changed!"

"Mr. Wu said that after the soul sacrifice, let Axun join the clan. Axun will become a genius in our Black Python tribe from now on!"

"Yes, I will no longer be angry with the birds of the stinky guys in the Black Mountain tribe; the ghost Xi will take our village back, and we will also get it back!"

Wu Gong Zongtu was still standing on the altar, watching the young men’s meditation and training. Zongsang looked at Nan Liao at this time.

Nan Liao looked up at the sky, hesitated for a while, and asked someone to bring two more bowls of meat soup.

Chen Xun also knew that a bowl of meat soup is comparable to half a black python pill, which is extremely precious. If you miss this time, don’t have the chance to have a full meal. After taking the pottery bowl, Xie Nanliao said: “Thank you, uncle…”

Nan Liao felt a little embarrassed.

He has always been cold to this alien boy, but no matter what, the cunning beast was dragged back by Chen Xun. He felt guilty of hearing his "thank you".
Chapter completed!