Chapter 558: Legend of the Savage God
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian couldn't help but be slightly startled, and felt extremely helpless in his heart.
Obviously, with his current body training level, the role of low-level waste stones is extremely limited, and he can only continue to try it after searching for higher-quality waste stones!
And the reason for this move was actually a helpless move.
After all, before leaving the Demonic Sea, although Qin Tian obtained a large amount of "Blood Seed Grass", there would always be a day when it would be exhausted.
But in the Kyushu Continent and even in the wilderness, it is still completely unknown whether there is blood grass!
Moreover, as his realm continues to grow, his physical body becomes stronger and stronger, and the auxiliary effect of the Wuji Pill on body refining is gradually diminishing.
Therefore, whether it is a rainy day or preparation in advance, it is almost indispensable to find a substitute for the "Wuji Pill" to assist the practice.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian thought about it secretly for a moment, and immediately wanted to take advantage of the stars in the sky to practice some body-refining techniques.
However, at this moment, the power of divine consciousness that permeated the surroundings was suddenly touched, and then the polite voice of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe sounded outside the door:
"I have something important to discuss with you. I wonder if I can come in and talk about it?"
After hearing this, Qin Tian's eyes flashed and he quickly opened the door of the wooden house.
Surprisingly, as a priest, Tian Meng actually followed the old man.
After the two parties took their seats, Qin Tian couldn't help but asked calmly:
"May I ask what the clan leader is doing when he comes to visit you late at night?"
When the leader of the Red Tiger clan opposite heard this, his face suddenly showed a little sadness, and then he said in a slightly nervous tone:
"To be honest, I am here because of the affairs of the Wuheng tribe. Please forgive me for being presumptuous. I would like to ask, with Mr. Qin's strength, if he faced a strong early stage barbarian general, is there any hope of victory?"
After hearing this, Qin Tian thought about it and did not dare to speak too fully. He could only say modestly:
“I am new here and don’t know much about the powerful barbarians, so it’s really hard to say whether we will win or lose!”
However, the old man opposite saw Qin Tian so calm and composed, and secretly made a decision in his heart.
Then he suddenly stood up, respectfully performed barbarian etiquette, and said with a very solemn expression:
"To be honest, I would like to ask Mr. Qin to help our Red Tiger Tribe survive this crisis. I will reward you with valuable treasures afterwards!"
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian couldn't help but be slightly startled, then chuckled and said calmly:
"The clan leader is serious. The Red Tiger Tribe has helped me save my life. Now that we are in such a catastrophic situation, it is only right for Qin to help me. There is no need to reward me with treasures!"
As he spoke, Qin Tian remained calm on the surface, and there was no greed in his heart.
After all, with his current strength, how could he covet the treasure of a mere mid-barbarian?
Besides, it is difficult for small tribes to survive, so what rare treasures can they produce?
Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed:
"I dare not deceive Mr. Qin. This treasure is actually a hot potato if it is placed in our Red Tiger Tribe. And according to my guess, the Wuheng Tribe's deliberate provocation this time is also for the purpose of plotting the treasure!"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Tian's eyes couldn't help but twinkle slightly, and a little curiosity arose in his heart, and then he asked with a little doubt:
"I wonder what kind of treasure it is that can attract the attention of a powerful general?"
The old man opposite smiled enigmatically when he heard this, and then asked rhetorically without answering:
"May I ask Mr. Qin, have you ever heard of the legend about the Barbarian God?"
Qin Tian's face became even more confused, and he shook his head.
The old man cleared his throat, showed a bit of pride, and spoke in a vicissitudes of voice:
"It is rumored that in ancient times, the immortal path in the Kyushu continent was prosperous, and strong men emerged in endlessly. However, the wild land had thin spiritual energy, harsh environment, and a large number of wild beasts wreaking havoc.
Moreover, the ancestors of the barbarians were also of low strength and had no knowledge of the cultivation methods. They could only struggle to survive with great difficulty between the Kyushu immortal cultivators and the ferocious beasts. They lived a homeless and precarious life, which was really miserable.
But under such circumstances, a genius appeared in the wild land, created his own peerless body-refining method, understood the supreme soul-refining method, and then led the barbarian tribe to rise strongly, compete with the immortal cultivators of Jiuzhou Continent, and finally replaced Our barbarians have conquered a large territory!
When he succeeded and retired, this strong man had reached the peak of his strength. In the end, he smashed the void with his fist and soared to the upper world!
The descendants of the barbarians were grateful for this immeasurable merit and worshiped him as the ancestral god of the barbarians, who was respected by all major tribes for eternity! "
Hearing this, Qin Tian already had some vague guesses, and his eyes could not help but show some shock.
After all, you can single-handedly lead a race to rise in troubled times, and you also need to create your own skills and practice them. Just think about it and you will know how difficult it is!
How could such a myth be created without the resources of a monster? The name of peerless genius is well deserved!
Thinking of this, Qin Tian seemed to have remembered something again. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he asked in a solemn tone:
"Could it be that the treasure the patriarch mentioned is related to this barbarian god?"
The old man opposite couldn't help but nodded when he heard the words, and then continued to talk with a complicated face:
"Yes, before the Barbarian God ascended to the upper world, he left behind a forbidden inheritance area. There were many rare treasures hidden inside, and there was even a body-training technique inheritance created by the Barbarian God!
It is said that this technique is called "Star Body Refining Secret", which was obtained by the Barbarian God when he observed the stars at night. Later, it was gradually improved and can be called the world's first body refining method!
Because of this, the Barbarian God's Forbidden Land has almost become a holy land for the Barbarians. Many tribes want to explore it in order to obtain the inheritance of the Barbarian God!
But the forbidden land is only opened once every hundred years. If you want to enter the core area, you need the inheritance token left behind to have a chance to obtain the inheritance!
However, there are only dozens of these tokens in total. For many tribes, they are in short supply. Therefore, whenever the token appears in the world, it will cause a bloody battle!
But many years ago, the ancestors of this tribe accidentally got a token, and due to their limited strength, they did not dare to enter the forbidden land to explore, so it has been preserved until now!
But I never thought that the Wuheng tribe got this secret from somewhere, so there is a danger today! "
Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh slightly, his face full of sighs and sighs, and deep helplessness filled his heart!
However, at this moment, Qin Tian, who was opposite him, had already stirred up a huge wave in his heart, and even the palm holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble slightly!
