You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 166 Linglong Blood
After stepping into this great secret realm, Jiang Qiu has been living as a baby. The strong man who took him away is called [Xiong], a warrior of the Beixue tribe on the wild snow land.

Just like a real baby born in the tribe, Jiang Qiu was brought into the Beixue tribe by the [Bear] and was even able to enjoy the milk of the snow deer.

In the Beixue tribe, Jiang Qiu grew up together with many other tribesmen. The witch doctor who was responsible for imparting knowledge and faith treated him equally and even favored him.

Before he knew it, a year had passed and Jiang Qiu gradually let down his guard.

He was wearing a fur coat made of bear skin, sitting among the tribe's children, looking up at the old witch walking in front of the large stone slab, his eyes shining.

"You are all the future of our Beixue tribe. In this desolate land where monsters are rampant, we can only survive by relying on force. Our bloodline comes from the ancestors Yan and Huang. What you need to do is to activate the power of your bloodline."

The old witch was wearing a black robe, which looked thin, but he didn't seem to feel cold. He spoke slowly and steadily, and his wrinkled old face was embedded with two deep eye sockets, and his turbid eyes revealed a profound ancient charm.

He is one of the core figures of the entire tribe. He masters the ability of blood sacrifice and can help the descendants of the tribe awaken the blood talents of their ancestors.

Although he holds the important responsibility of a shaman, he is not a rigid and serious person. On the contrary, he is very kind as he is in charge of taking care of babies all year round.

He teaches students about the dangers of the snow every day, discusses the origins of the tribe, and occasionally recounts legends from tens of thousands of years ago.

Just like today, he is going to talk about the origin of the Chosen One.

"Children, most of you are direct descendants of our tribe, but some of you are chosen by heaven, born between heaven and earth, with extraordinary talents." The old witch paused, turned his gentle eyes to Jiang Qiu who was concentrating, and smiled slightly: "According to the law of inheritance from generation to generation, people are born by their parents.

However, there are also some people who can grow without flesh and blood. They are the so-called chosen ones. They are favored by heaven and earth, have an extraordinary speed of cultivation, and can often defeat the strong warriors in the tribe in a very short time.

They did not appear out of thin air. It was just because of a major incident that the northern realm was covered with snow and desolate, lacking spiritual energy, and someone was needed to unlock the seal."

At this point, a chubby boy suddenly raised his fist and said, "Master Wuzhu, what is Lingyun?"

"Haha, spiritual charm is spiritual charm. It can involve the great principles and rules of the world. It can make people fly without growing wings, let tribal warriors smash mountains and rivers with one punch, and let flames grow in the water."

The old witch was not angry at being interrupted. Instead, he pointed his withered fingers at the large stone slab five or six meters high beside him. On it were engraved the figures of thousands of races fighting against each other, and countless tribes were surging towards the large mountain range in the center.

The big birds in the sky spread their wings and soared, the heavy rain under the water leaped into the air, the ice bear covered with ice armor shouted and roared, and the northern snow wolf standing on the hill raised its head and howled.

The relatively small human race was squeezed in the middle, looking at the top of the mountain, where there was a large tree with strange colors engraved on it.
"The tree on the top of the mountain in the North Realm is called the Enlightenment Fruit Tree. It bears fruit once every 100,000 years. Every 20 years, the ice fog will disperse and a road will lead to the top of the mountain. It is said that those who pick the Enlightenment Fruit will gain spiritual charm and break the seal of the entire North Mountain Realm. The spiritual charm that was lost tens of thousands of years ago will sweep back like a tsunami."

The young men of the tribe listened with their eyes wide open, as if there was some kind of magic in the old witch's words.

After all, everyone grew up listening to the old witch's teachings and knew that what the North lacked most was strength. Every day they saw warriors from the tribe returning wounded, and every month they saw older brothers and sisters wielding spears.

The white snow covers the Northern Snow Tribe of fifty to sixty thousand people, and the tribe is weighed down by red blood.

When we are born, we know that we can only survive by killing and eating monsters, and the weak will be eaten by monsters. There are only three things that matter in life: food, clothing, strength, and reproduction.

Unconsciously, Jiang Qiu was also infected, and whenever he heard the old witch Zhu talking about these things, his blood began to boil.

Every day in the Northern Snow Tribe is spent learning. After one month, I can crawl and walk, after three months, I can speak, and after half a year, I can hold a wooden spear.

He tried his best to keep up with the pace of the Beixue tribe, trained hard every day, and observed and learned the skills of the tribe's warriors in killing monsters.

As a chosen one, you have only one destiny, and that is to fight for the road with other chosen ones when the ice fog of the North Boundary Mountain dissipates!
It is not an easy task to obtain the fruit of enlightenment. The Beixue tribe has a history and heritage of tens of thousands of years. The demons and humans in the entire northern realm have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and no one and no demon has ever returned from the top of the northern realm.

They just believe in the legend of going to Beijie Mountain to obtain the fruit of enlightenment, and they train the most outstanding and powerful people every twenty years to strive for the possibility of great prosperity for their people.

The North Boundary Mountains are too cold and frigid, with no spring ever. Thousands of tribes roam free and are constantly attacking each other year after year.

"Okay, that's enough for today. You can go back first. In a few days, you will have your first blood test. Drink more deer milk in the next two days. Who knows, you might awaken some incredible talent?"

The old witch made a joke and waved his hand to dismiss everyone.

Jiang Qiu stood up and nodded to him along with the others, then walked out of the wooden house amidst the noisy laughter.

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The cold wind cut through the gaps in the leather coats like a knife, and seemed to be going deeper into the coats, scaring the boys, who were not even as tall as the knees of adult soldiers, so much that their teeth chattered.

Jiang Qiu lifted up his furry collar and strode towards the house, his little face so white and clean without a speck of dust.

This world has no spiritual charm, so the humans or monsters in the tribe rely on their strong bodies and sharp weapons to fight.

It's similar to the previous ones, with four levels of physical realms: copper skin, iron flesh, steel bones, and jade tendons. But the difference is that the physical realm here may be much more valuable than before.

Jiang Qiu once saw with his own eyes an adult warrior's left arm being bitten off while hunting, and it grew back a few days later, but he was only at the Iron Flesh Realm.

Furthermore, there were also some demon prey in the Iron Flesh Realm whose heads were broken but they were pretending to be dead, and they almost hurt the elderly, the weak, the women and the children in the tribe.

Apart from this, the biggest difference in the Northern Realm is the emergence of an extra realm called Linglong Blood, or it can be said that Linglong Blood is the most intuitive reflection of blood awakening.

High-intensity training and life-and-death stimulation can purify the exquisite blood of those with outstanding "talents", and all living things rely on the circulation of exquisite blood to resist the cold.

Linglong blood is like high-purity blood, which can bring endless heat and at the same time holds the secret of body evolution.
(End of this chapter)