Full-time King

"Thank you, you don't have to be polite to me, just eat, just eat!" Qin Tian said hurriedly.

"Hahaha...don't make things difficult for Brother Qin Tian. Come here, Brother Qin Tian!" Kaso looked at Qin Tian's embarrassed look, laughed, and took Qin Tian out of the predicament and sat down at a barbecue place.

"Come, brother Qin Tian, ​​try it!" Casso tore off a large piece of marinated meat and handed it to Qin Tian. Qin Tian hurriedly took the meat, which weighed more than three or four pounds, and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was tender and juicy, slightly sweet, and had a fresh flavor. He swallowed it in a few bites.

"How is it?" Cass looked at Qin Tian and said.

"Very good, great!" Qin Tian gave Casso a thumbs up.

"Hahaha... That's right, our barbarian barbecue is the most delicious in the world!" Kaso said happily, and then he started eating. He ate much more ferociously than Qin Tian. He held a piece of barbecue weighing twenty or thirty kilograms in both hands and bit it in big mouthfuls, making smacking sounds, and was very hearty.

Then Cass brought Qin Tian a small bucket of beast cave wine. The wine was extremely strong and no one knew what the alcohol content was. Qin Tian lowered his head and took a sip. He immediately felt very dizzy and was about to faint. However, it was extremely delicious and full of energy. After one sip, he couldn't stop.

The entire barbarian tribe, more than a hundred people, all sat in the open space, eating meat and drinking wine, accompanied by various exotic fruits. Qin Tian discovered that these fruits were almost all spiritual medicines, but the grade was not high. It was no wonder that the barbarians were so strong with the way they ate and drank. These monster meats, monster blood fruits, etc. all belonged to the category of spiritual medicines. They stored powerful energy. It was hard not to be strong if you ate them from childhood to adulthood.

More than a hundred people ate from noon until dark. They were all drunk and staggered into the house or fell asleep on the ground. One half of the huge gorilla was eaten. It was extremely crazy.

It was the first time that Qin Tian got drunk. It had been a long time since he last did that. He felt dizzy and staggered back into the house with Cass. He lay on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.

……

At this moment, the facade of the top floor of the barbarian chief's house.

The light from the torches trembled slightly in the wind, distorting the figures on the ground and making them look extremely mysterious.

The barbarian chief stood in front of a small trapezoidal stone altar. On the altar, a purple crystal ball the size of a head emitted a faint light, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, emitting a faint breath of energy.

Directly opposite the old patriarch, on the other side of the purple crystal ball, an old man in a black animal skin robe stood there, hunched over, staring at the crystal ball. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the dim light.

"Witch Lord, is Qin Tian really the person we are looking for? I always feel that it is too hasty. He doesn't seem like the person we are looking for. Instead, he seems like a greedy villain who cannot help our tribe accomplish its great cause!" said the barbarian chieftain, looking at the black-robed old man opposite him.

"This is what our ancestors said. Since they said so, we must obey them. They will not make mistakes!" The old man said without raising his head. His voice sounded extremely weak, like a dying person, with no strength or energy left.

"Yes, since the ancestor said so, I will tell him tomorrow!" said the barbarian chief.

The old man in black robe listened to the words of the Barbarian Chief, slowly raised his head, looked at the Barbarian Chief and said: "Remember, Qianwa, don't go against the will of our ancestors. Since our ancestors said so, then there is a reason for our ancestors, and we just need to follow their orders!"

"Yes!"

The barbarian chief nodded.

"Our ancestors would not have made a mistake in choosing people. Since we have chosen Qin Tian, ​​he will surely lead us on the road to revival. We just need to execute the plan well, and leave the rest to time to prove our ancestors' words!" the old man in black robe continued.

……

the next day.

It was already the afternoon of the next day when Qin Tian woke up. The sun was bright and dazzling. Qin Tian stood up from the ground. Ka Suo beside him was still sleeping soundly. Qin Tian stood up, his head still aching a little. He immediately circulated his energy and expelled all the alcohol. He immediately returned to normal and felt very comfortable.

"Damn it, I haven't been drunk in a long time!" Qin Tian said to himself, stood up from the ground and walked outside.

Inside the village, the Manchus were still sleeping soundly on the ground. Some of them had stood up precariously, still drunk and walking around unsteadily, while others were still talking in their sleep.

Qin Tian looked around and felt that his body was stinking. It was full of blood and sweat, which was very unpleasant. He had to find a place to wash.

"Little brother Qin Tian!"

Qin Tian was just about to see if there was a place to wash when he heard the voice of the barbarian chieftain from the tree behind him. Qin Tian immediately turned around and saw the barbarian chieftain standing at the door, smiling at him and waving for him to go up.

Qin Tian immediately flew up, flew into the house, and landed on it.

"Do it!" The barbarian chief gestured to Qin Tian, ​​and Qin Tian did not hesitate and sat down. The barbarian chief watched Qin Tian sit down, and he sat down too.

"How is it? Are you used to the barbarian barbecue and beast blood wine?" The old patriarch looked at Qin Tian and asked with a smile.

"Very good, thank you for the hospitality!" Qin Tian arrived immediately.

The old patriarch smiled and continued, "I called you here because I wanted to tell you what I asked you to do yesterday!"

"Old Patriarch, please speak!"

The old patriarch nodded, and then said: "Don't you feel a little strange? Everyone in my tribe is strong and healthy, but they don't know how to practice!"

"Yes, indeed!" Qin Tian nodded.

"As early as ten thousand years ago, we barbarians were able to practice cultivation. However, our cultivation was different from yours. It was rather strange. We had to be baptized in the resting place of our barbarian ancestors and receive the cultivation methods bestowed by our ancestors before we began to practice. At that time, our barbarian tribe was very powerful because we were a race blessed by God. We did not need to practice martial arts. We were born powerful. As long as we grew to a certain size, our martial arts abilities would be comparable to those of monsters of the same level, or even stronger, because our blood contained powerful genes. We did not need to practice martial arts, we only needed to practice magical powers."

At that time, our barbarian tribe was extremely powerful and prosperous. We had hundreds of small tribes and a population of nearly 50,000. We had more than a thousand masters with cultivation levels above the six-star level, and their footprints were all over the entire Rain Fog Forest.