Chapter 1279: Secret History of the Barbarians

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

"Hahaha... don't make things difficult for Brother Qin Tian, ​​come here, Brother Qin Tian, ​​come here!" Kasuo looked at Qin Tian's embarrassing look, laughed, took Qin Tian to rescue the situation, and sat down at a barbecue place.

"Come on, brother Qin Tian, ​​try it!" Kasuo tore off a large piece of meat that was well-deserved and handed it to Qin Tian. Qin Tian hurriedly took the piece of meat that weighed three or four kilograms and took a bite. It was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. It was tender and juicy, slightly sweet, and it also had a fragrance. It swallowed it in a few bites.

"How is it!" Kasuo looked at Qin Tiandao.

"Very good, great!" Qin Tian said with a thumbs up at Kasso.

"Hahaha...that's the barbarian barbecue is the best in the world!" Kasso said happily, and then he started eating it himself. He ate it much more cruel than Qin Tian. He held a large piece of barbecue of twenty or thirty kilograms in his hands and bit it in big mouthfuls, making a smacking sound, very generous.

Then Kasuo brought Qin Tian a bucket of beast cave wine. The wine was extremely strong and I don’t know what the alcohol content was. Qin Tian lowered his head and took a sip. He felt very excited and was about to faint, but it was extremely delicious and full of energy. It made people unable to stop taking a sip.

More than a hundred people in the barbarians sat in the open space and ate meat and drink wine, and ate them together with all kinds of strange fruits. Qin Tian found that these fruits were almost all spiritual medicines, but the level was not high. No wonder the barbarians were so strong in eating and drinking like this. These monster meat, beast blood fruits, etc. all belong to the category of spiritual medicines, and they store powerful energy. From eating to being big, it is difficult to not be strong.

More than a hundred people, from noon to dark at night, were all drunk, walking around the house, or slept on the ground, and the huge orangutan was eaten half, which was extremely crazy.

Qin Tian got drunk for the first time. It had been a long time since he was dizzy. He was dripping back to the house with Kaso, lying on the ground, and fell asleep.

...

At this moment, the highest building facade of the Barbarian Clan's eldest house.

The light of the torch trembled slightly in the wind, twisting and deforming the figures on the ground, looking extremely mysterious.

The barbarian patriarch stood in front of a trapezoidal stone altar. On the altar, a purple crystal ball as big as a head exuded a faint light, sometimes bright and sometimes dull, 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 was standing, hunched over, staring at the crystal ball with his eyes, and could not see clearly the expression on his face under the dim light.

"Wu Zun, is Qin Tian really the person we are looking for?

I always feel that it is too hasty. He is not like the person we are looking for, but like a greedy man who cannot help our clan accomplish his great cause!" The patriarch of the barbarian tribe looked at the old man in black robe opposite and said.

"This is the subject of our ancestors. Since our ancestors are like this, we should obey them. Our ancestors will not misjudgment!" The old man said without raising his head. His voice sounded extremely weak, as if he was about to die, and he was weak.

"Yes, since my ancestors are like this, I will follow him tomorrow!" said the leader of the barbarian tribe.

The old man in black robe listened to the words of the Barbarian patriarch, slowly raised his head and looked at the Barbarian patriarch and said, "Remember, don't go against the will of the ancestors. Since the ancestors are like this, then there is a reason for the ancestors. We can just execute the orders of our ancestors!"

"yes!"

The patriarch of the barbarian tribe nodded.

"The ancestors will not misjudgment. Since he chose Qin Tian, ​​he will definitely be able to take us to the road of rejuvenation. We just need to implement it well. Leave the rest to time to solve and prove the ancestors!" The old man in black robe continued.

...

the next day.

It was the afternoon of the next day when Qin Tian woke up. The sun was shining brightly and dazzling. Qin Tian stood up from the ground, and Kaso beside him was still sleeping soundly. Qin Tian stood up, his head still hurt a little, and immediately circulated his energy and drove out all the alcohol. He immediately returned to normal and felt very comfortable.

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

In the village, the Manchus were still asleep on the ground, and some people stood up shakingly. Before they sobered up, they were walking shakingly, and some people were talking in a daze.

Qin Tian looked around and felt a smell of smell of blood and sweat. It smelled very bad. He had to find a place to wash it.

"Brother Qin Tian!"

Qin Tian was about to see where there was a place to wash. At this time, the voice of the barbarian patriarch came from the tree behind him. Qin Tian immediately turned around and looked at him. Seeing the barbarian patriarch standing at the door, smiling at him, and waved to him to go up.

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

"Do it!" The barbarian patriarch signaled to Qin Tian. Qin Tian was not polite and sat down. The barbarian patriarch watched Qin Tian sit down and sat down himself.

"How about it, are the barbarians' habits of eating barbecue and beast blood wine?" the old patriarch looked at Qin Tian and asked with a smile.

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

The old patriarch smiled and continued, "When I asked you to come, I wanted to tell you what I asked you yesterday!"

"Please, please!"

The old patriarch nodded and said, "Do you feel a little strange? I

Every member of the clan is strong, but he can’t practice!”

"Yeah, indeed!" Qin Tian nodded.

"As early as ten thousand years ago, our barbarians could actually practice, but our cultivation was different from your cultivators. It was strange that we had to accept the resting place of our barbarian ancestors for baptism, get the skills given by our ancestors, and then start practicing. At that time, our barbarians were very powerful because we belonged to the race given by God. We don't need to practice **. We are born strong. As long as we grow to a certain level, our ability to be comparable to monsters of the same level, or even stronger, because our bloodline contains powerful genes. We don't need to practice **, we just need to practice magical powers."
Chapter completed!