Cultivation master wears interstellar

Seeing his frowning, the patriarch who was watching his face all the time, was so nervous that his hands and feet were sweating.

This is already the best treat they can offer. Recently, the small monsters have disappeared, and the warriors of the large monsters are difficult to deal with. Only he, the patriarch's family, can keep some monster meat.

The leg of the Ben Lei Beast was his son who, as the number one warrior of the tribe, was the one who contributed the most during the encirclement and suppression, so he got a piece of it. Although it had been left for a few days, after using a special method, the Ben Lei Beast can be guaranteed There is still some energy left in the legs, although the meat quality is not as good as that of the Silver Feather Beast, but...

When you put the meat in your mouth, you can feel the spiritual power contained in the meat, and you can cultivate the truth. The meat of the world's spirit beasts is similar, but this beast meat contains the spiritual power of the thunder attribute in its body. For Ke Yuming, there is no wood attribute. The spiritual power is suitable.

The patriarch secretly looked at Ke Yuming's face. Fortunately, although it was not good, but fortunately he did not vent his anger, the old patriarch secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Ke Yuming finished eating and put down his chopsticks, the patriarch at the side came over and asked cautiously, "Are you ready?"

Ke Yuming just looked at him like this, the patriarch shook, and quickly ordered the people next to him to roast some more meat.

"No need." Ke Yuming stopped.

"Yes, yes," the patriarch responded repeatedly, then looked at the table, and said cautiously: "Why don't you use some more berries?"

Ke Yuming glanced at the gray fruits.

"Uh..." The patriarch still saw a trace of disgust in his eyes, and now he didn't know what to do.

This patriarch was a wise and authoritative old man in his memory, but now he was acting humble and respectful, which really lowered his worth.

Ke Yuming: "If you have nothing to say, I'll go back first." He remembered that the original owner still had a dilapidated house left by his father in the corner of the tribe.

Even though he said so, Ke Yuming still sat there with his old god and didn't move.

Sure enough, the old patriarch faltered and made a request.

"Let me be a tribal priest?"

"Yes, yes," the patriarch seemed to have thought of something, with a worried expression on his face: "You must know the situation of the tribe in the past few years. If there is no priest, I am afraid that the tribe will not be able to survive this winter."

Ke Yuming raised his eyebrows, the situation in this tribe is so serious?

"Back then, my father and I escaped to this place thanks to the tribe's acceptance. If I could do my part for the tribe, I would naturally be willing," Ke Yuming thought for a while and said, "It's just..."

The old patriarch Wen Xian knew: "Your Excellency, if you have any requirements, just say it directly, and you will do your best if you can do it."

"It's not too big a request," Ke Yuming played with his fingers, which is a habit he brought from the previous world: "I'm just blessed to be able to use some spells," Ke Yuming moved two fingers, and the fingertips lit up. A ball of white light: "I don't understand how to do this priest."

"This..." The old patriarch thought for a while: "The previous priest left some notes, but I and other commoners can't figure it out. I don't know if it will be helpful to you."

Ke Yuming became interested: "Let me have a look."

"Yes, please wait a moment." The old patriarch turned around and entered the room, and took out a stack of animal skin paper not long after.

Ke Yuming took it over and took a look. The gray animal skin paper was covered with complicated characters. Ke Yuming couldn't understand any of it: "What's written on it?"

The old patriarch's face looked a little unnatural: "This is the priest's handbook, old man..."

Ke Yuming understood: "I wonder if I can take it back and study it?"

The old patriarch nodded: "Your Excellency, you can do whatever you want."

Ke Yuming nodded, put away the animal skin and stood up: "Thank you," and then prepared to go back.

"My lord!" The old patriarch hurried forward to stop him: "It's late at night, why don't you just rest at the old man's house for a night."

Ke Yuming thought about his dilapidated house that had not been lived in for several days, and nodded: "Trouble."

"Don't bother, don't bother, please." The old patriarch took him to his room, and all the beds and animal skins in the room were replaced with clean ones, and he left after he was settled, and even locked it up specially Door.

He went to a smaller room next to him, recruited a soldier outside who hadn't left yet, gave him a few orders, and let him leave with the other soldiers.

After the people left, the old patriarch looked at the still bright room next to him, sighed, then beat his sore waist, turned off the torch and climbed into bed, enduring the slight stabbing pain from his waist, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and there were orcs active in the courtyard. Although everyone relaxed their hands and feet and did not dare to make too much noise, it was just that Ke Yuming's five senses were strong, and his mental power covered the entire courtyard. Movement and movement could not escape his perception.

In addition, he has only been meditating and practicing. The spiritual power in this world is indeed abundant, and he has previous experience. In just one night, he has already reached the third level of Qi training.

Cultivation is divided into multiple levels, and each level is subdivided into nine levels. Every three levels is a small stage. In the early, middle and late stages, [-]% of the first stage can be achieved as long as you work hard, but between every two stages There is a small barrier, and only when you break through can you continue to practice, there is no rush.

Ke Yuming opened his eyes, and picked up the animal skin paper that was conveniently placed on the bedside yesterday. Sure enough, although each world develops in a different direction, it has its merits.

Although he couldn't read the pictures and words, there was the remaining consciousness of the previous priest on the paper. Although it was not much, it was enough for him to understand the fate of it.

Since it will take some time to break through, why don't you go and see for yourself first.

Ke Yuming pushed open the door, and felt a scorching gaze, and then saw the old patriarch moving over from the side: "My lord, did you rest well last night?"

Ke Yuming nodded: "I'm going to the sacrificial altar, you..."

The patriarch immediately said: "I will accompany you!"

Ke Yuming looked at his old and weak body and frowned: "No need, I know how to get there."

"This..." Seeing that Ke Yuming was about to walk out of the courtyard, the old patriarch was secretly anxious. Just at this time, another orc came from a distance, and the old patriarch's eyes lit up: "My lord, why don't you let my boy accompany you?"

The man was tall and striding forward, with the moisture of early autumn and late night on his body, he should be a warrior patrolling the tribe at night, but even if he patrolled overnight, the man's aura was stronger than that of the old patriarch.

Ke Yuming looked up, and the first thing he noticed was not his tall and strong figure. After all, although this person is the strongest person he has ever seen in this world, he is worse than those female insects and soldiers of the Zerg in the previous world. .

The first thing he saw was a scar on the man's left eye. It may be because of the injury that his eyes were slightly squinted. Even though he was far away, Ke Yuming could still see the gray eyeball inside. Obviously, that eye could no longer see.

With such an iconic appearance, and being the son of the old patriarch, the memory of the original owner told him that he was the strongest warrior in the tribe, but in Ke Yuming's view, although his body was full of energy, it was obscure and difficult to circulate.

The stagnant water without a source will dry up one day, and his current strength is just overdrawn. If this continues, when he reaches the age of the old patriarch, his health will only be worse than his father.

Thinking that the man had already walked in front of them, the old patriarch hurriedly said to him: "Xiu, you accompany the adults to the sacrificial altar."

Hearing what the old patriarch said, the man was not surprised. Although he was away all night, he obviously already knew what happened last night. He just nodded and said to Ke Yuming, "I'll accompany you there."

Ke Yuming nodded irresponsibly, and the two went to the sacrificial altar one after the other.

It was dark last night, and Ke Yuming didn't pay much attention to his surroundings. He was walking on the road, only to realize that the houses of this tribe were covered with thatched grass, and the walls were bare and mottled, looking dilapidated. Withered and sallow, the morning sun passes through the houses and shines on the ground. It is obviously the harvest season, but the tribe is a scene of depression.

The patriarch's house was on the east side of the tribe, and the sacrificial altar was in the middle of the tribe. The two were not far away. Ke Yuming soon saw an empty square with an unremarkable high platform standing in the middle.

Ke Yuming walked straight towards the high platform. Warrior Xiu followed behind him, a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes. The sacrificial altar was solemnly erected four years ago. It has also been declining year by year, and it has fallen to this precarious appearance. When the sacrificial altar collapses one day, the Gray Wolf Tribe will also...

Seeing the strongest warrior of the tribe and a male son go to the sacrificial altar, other people silently gathered around. The orcs with warriors at home more or less heard some news yesterday. As the news spread, more and more orcs gathered around. Everyone looked at the two figures getting closer to the sacrificial altar, and there was a glimmer of hope in their nervous eyes.

There is a circular platform with three steps under the sacrificial platform. After Xiu ascended the circular platform, he stopped in front of the steps of the sacrificial platform. With [-] steps, Ke Yuming climbed up to the sacrificial platform step by step.

He stood on the edge of the sacrificial altar, turned his head and glanced at the orcs surrounding the square. The noisy orcs gradually became quiet under his gaze.

Ke Yuming finally set his eyes on Xiu who was under the stage. The strongest warrior of the tribe stood under the stage, raised his head and looked at Ke Yuming for a while, then took a silent step back, knelt down, and the orcs outside the round platform also Followed by kneeling on the ground.

Ke Yuming withdrew his gaze, walked to the middle of the priest's altar, and poured spiritual power into the altar according to the method recorded in the handbook.

The spiritual power enveloped the sacrificial altar in an instant, slowly penetrated into the ground, and then hit a dusty stone. As soon as the stone touched Ke Yuming's spiritual power, it began to suck in all the empty spiritual power.

Ke Yuming raised his eyebrows, and went in to deliver spiritual power to him. After the gray stone absorbed a lot of spiritual power, the dusty layer that was originally covered began to fall off, revealing his original appearance - a piece of green crystal.

Ke Yuming withdrew his spiritual power, and the sacrificial altar began to vibrate slightly. The tribal crystal that was originally buried deep below absorbed enough spiritual power and slowly rose up.