night Feng Xuan and others gathered together, and the flames from a bonfire shone on their faces. Some animal meat was roasting on the bonfire, and the grease was dripping into the bonfire, making a sizzling sound. Feng Xuan didn't plan to go hunting tonight. He was relaxed and relaxed in his cultivation. During the few days he came to the secret realm, he spent almost all of it traveling and killing, and his mind was already a little tense. Feng Xuan smeared some redbud grass juice on the animal meat, and after waiting for a moment, a stronger aroma rushed towards everyone, making even Jing Qiongxue, whose face was as cold as frost, couldn't help but secretly swallow a sip. The others were watching eagerly, but no one had the nerve to ask directly. Chi Longyun also stopped drinking at this time, glancing at the golden roasted meat from time to time, as if wondering why the taste was so tempting. "Brother Dongling, it's a pity that I forgot to ask you to prepare some of these things before. These are still good things picked in the blood spirit secret realm of your Baling tribe!" Feng Xuan saw that it was almost done, smeared it with fine salt, smiled, cut off pieces of animal meat, and distributed it to the people who were looking at it, and said with some regret. Dongling Pojun couldn't wait to bite into the fragrant barbecue, and suddenly felt a strange fragrance surge in his mouth. Hearing Feng Xuan's words, he was a little confused and said: "Are you talking about the red herb you just applied?"
Feng Xuan nodded, took out a redbud grass and threw it to Dongling Pojun. "This thing doesn't have any other functions. It just gives food a unique taste. Most people may not know it. I only recognized it after seeing relevant records in some miscellaneous books." Feng Xuan took a bite of the beast meat and smiled. Dongling Pojun looked at the red grass in his hand and nodded slightly. "I have some impression. This thing is too inconspicuous in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm. It is like a weed. No one can discover its function. Brother Feng did provide me with some inspiration. Maybe the resources that I, Baling, can produce are more One more thing, haha!” Dongling Poshan looked like he had learned a lesson. Even from his point of view, this thing was a very good-tasting herb with a very unique fragrance. It could be sold as a rare and precious spice, which could make Baling The tribe’s specialty products also increased. Don't underestimate these things. These small spices are often loved by many people, especially those who care about food. In the long run, they will definitely become a considerable wealth resource. "Why are you like those guys from the Shang Zhong clan?" Bei Likuang said helplessly. Among the Li Shang tribe, the Beili tribe has always been focused on military force, while the Shang Zhong tribe is engaged in foreign business. For them, this kind of thing will definitely arouse their interest. "Haha, I dare not compare with the Shang Zhong clan. Your Li Shang clan has brought trade to every corner of this world." Dongling Pojun was a little embarrassed and said that he had just been with Uncle Si for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would be contaminated by some of Uncle Si's habits of looking at problems. Chi Longyun took out some wine and gave it to everyone, and said slowly: "Good meat, go with good wine." After saying that, he stopped talking and concentrated on the barbecue in his hand. In terms of portion size, he actually ate the most among the few people. Chi Longyun is a blood dragon warrior, and the food he eats will become the source of his blood energy. Even the wine he drinks is brewed to increase the blood energy in his body. "Dragon blood wine, good stuff!" Bei Li frantically opened the mud seal, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly hit his nostrils, mixed with a faint smell of blood, and he could even feel some pressure from the wine. "Come on, brother Feng, try it quickly. This is the dragon blood wine unique to the Chilong clan. I have only drank it a few times in the hands of my father." When Feng Xuan heard Bei Likuang's words, he opened the wine jar out of curiosity and took a sip.
"What a strong wine, what a strong energy and blood power!" Feng Xuan looked at the wine in his hand with some surprise. This wine was stronger in taste and quality than anything he had ever drunk before. "This wine is brewed from the essence and blood of dragon beasts in the secret realm of dragon beasts unique to the Red Dragon Tribe. Although these dragon beasts are just miscellaneous beasts with a little bit of dragon blood, they can still extract some dragon blood. This However, the Red Dragon Tribe never sells its treasures to outsiders and only uses them for exchange and gifts. Long-term use can not only strengthen the body and increase blood and energy cultivation, but also bring a trace of dragon power into the body." Dongling Poshan also said with a smile, he is obviously a good drinker and he also likes this wine very much. Feng Xuan suddenly realized, no wonder Brother Chilong is always drinking. It seems that he wants to continuously provide the blood source for the blood dragon fighting body. Otherwise, according to his fighting method, ordinary people's energy and blood power will not be able to support it. Even Feng Xuan, whose physique was extremely powerful due to long-term absorption of the essence and blood of barbarian beasts, had to say that he was far behind Chi Longyun in terms of the richness of his energy and blood. Over wine and meat, everyone shared what they had seen during this period. Even Chi Longyun, who had a cold personality, would chime in from time to time. Although Jing Qiongxue's personality has changed drastically now, facing Feng Xuan and the others, She gradually began to stop being so resistant and would also briefly describe some of her experiences. From Jing Qiongxue's mouth, they also learned information about some geniuses who were obviously not weak in strength. Feng Xuan suddenly frowned, and he felt something was wrong. "Everyone, why do I always feel that there is something wrong with the number of human geniuses in this trial? When I calm down and think about it, I feel that the number of these geniuses is still too small for the entire wilderness, right?" As soon as Feng Xuan said this, the others became quiet and looked at him strangely. Feng Xuan scratched his head a little, wondering what was wrong with his words. "It seems that we have ignored it. Brother Feng, your problem is actually not a secret to all the big tribes, and it is not even a secret to some relatively powerful realms," Bei Li said slowly. "How do you say that?" Feng Xuan frowned even deeper. Could it be that there is something he doesn't understand about this. "You should also know that the Great Wilderness Holy Land is the largest force among the human race in the entire Great Wilderness Territory. The rest are the human tribes distributed in various regions. However, the origin of the Great Wilderness Holy Land is after all, in the ancient times, the masters of various tribes of the human race formed an alliance. The purpose of fighting against the alien races on all sides was to cultivate more strong human beings. But there is a problem. As long as they are human beings, they will naturally have selfish motives, and they will naturally have some special care for their respective tribes, and each tribe may not have any reservations about the Holy Land of the Wilderness. Except for the human tribes like us in the fringe land, because there are not enough strong people and background in the tribe, they have to rely on the environment of the Great Wilderness Holy Land to grow. It is impossible for the other powerful tribes to send a group of their top geniuses. Those who enter the Great Wilderness Holy Land are completely capable of cultivating strong men on their own. You know, although you can get inheritance and training in the Great Wilderness Holy Land, the mortality rate in the Great Wilderness Holy Land is very high. I believe you have heard what Dad said before about the fate of those geniuses who almost never survive. " Bei Li put down the wine jar and slowly explained to Feng Xuan, with no expression on his face.