However, there was a problem that troubled Fuxin: the barrel was too big, and he had to carry it home by arms.
But this would definitely dirty the clothes given to him by his master.
Finally, the guy finally thought of a solution. He rolled up his sleeves, found a wooden stick and a straw rope, tied the wooden barrel to the stick, and carried it all the way home.
He held the wooden stick in one hand and pulled the hem of his robe with the other, fearing that the hem would be stained by the dust on the ground.
He walked very carefully along the way, and his strange posture attracted the attention of other people in the tribe.
"Is this Fuxin?"
"Fuxin has become more handsome!"
"Oh my God, Fuxin, how did you become like this?"
"Fuxin, is this dress your master gave you? It's really beautiful, just like theirs!"
Fu Xin was surrounded by people. Someone reached out to touch his clothes, and Fu Xin quickly shouted, "Wash your hands!"
The man's hand withdrew as if he had received an electric shock, and another girl immediately shouted, "I just washed my hands. Brother Fuxing, can I touch them?"
Fu Xin's face twitched. He himself couldn't bear to touch her, but he couldn't bear to refuse the little girl from his tribe.
Gritting her teeth and nodding, the little girl happily stretched out her hand.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes focused on the little girl's hands.
The little hand gently fell on Fuxin's sleeve and rubbed it back and forth.
"So soft and smooth, even better than my Nana!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and Fu Xin's face turned red.
"Really? I touched it too. My hands are washed, too!"
"My hands are washed too!"
"Really? It's even softer and smoother than my wife's nipples!"
Fu Xin: ...You guys are really enough. It turns out that my clothes have become the "nai nai" of so many people.
Fu Xin squeezed out with great effort, and without caring about anything else, he ran towards his home.
"Fuxin, why are you running? I haven't even touched it yet!"
"I didn't touch it either!"
Fu Xin rushed back to his home, quickly closed the door, and put down the wooden barrel. He saw his parents and sister, who were as stunned as wooden sticks, staring at him stupidly.
"Dad, Mom, sister, what's wrong with you?"
The voice is right, it’s my son (brother)!
"Brother, are you also a god?"
"Your brother is a disciple of a god, so of course he's a god too!"
Fu Xin's parents were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.
Although Fu Xin was a little whiter, his skin color was still bronze. Because his body had expelled impurities, his skin color was lighter than before.
"Dad, Mom, Master has only given me clothes, but hasn't taught me any skills yet!
I'm not a god yet...
My master said that we are called monks. Monks who practice immortal arts and Taoist magic! "
"Whoa whoa!"
Fu Xin's parents and sister nodded, not quite understanding what he meant. Anyway, whatever their son (brother) said was right.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to find Master. He said he wants me to go into seclusion. I definitely won't be able to visit you for a long time!"
"Go and study the magic arts with your master, and don't worry about us!" Fu Xin's father said hurriedly. To them, their son's future was more important than anything else.
Fu Xin handed his father a jade bottle. His father took it carefully and heard Fu Xin say, "Dad, you, mother, and sister each take one of the three pills in the jade bottle. Each of you can only take one. No more and no less.
Master said that taking the elixir will help you unlock your bloodline power!"
Upon hearing that this elixir could help their family unlock their bloodline power, his father became excited. He quickly stuffed the elixir back into Fu Xin's hands and said, "You should keep this good stuff for yourself. We don't want it!"
They clearly longed to awaken their bloodline power, but Fuxin's family was not willing to take up Fuxin's resources at all.
Fu Xin sighed helplessly and said to his father, "Dad, each person can only take one pill of this medicine. No more. I've already taken it. These three pills are given to you by Master!"
After Fu Xin's repeated explanations, his father finally gave up the excuse. However, he told his wife and daughter, "Such a good thing should be given to the clan leader, who can then distribute it to those who need it more."
Although Fu Xin's mother and sister felt reluctant, they had no objection at all because they all felt that Fu Xin's father was right.
"Dad, you don't have to give it to the clan leader. This is something my master gave to you specially. If you gave it to someone else, what would happen if my master got angry and stopped teaching me?"
When he heard that Fu Xin's master might be unhappy about this, Fu Xin's father immediately changed his attitude: "Okay, I won't give it to you, but the clan..."
Fu Xin said, "Dad, don't worry. Everyone in the tribe will have magical medicine to eat in the future! My master said he would teach me the art of alchemy. In the future, all the pills I refine will be mine. When the time comes, I can just give them all to the tribe!"
Besides, it's a good thing for the tribe that my father, mother, and sister have awakened their bloodline power, right?"
Fu Xin's father nodded with satisfaction, tears in his eyes. Fu Xin's mother and sister had already burst into tears.
But these tears are tears of joy!
"My Fuxin has grown up!"
After Fu Xin left his home, the tribe was once again filled with a foul odor, even worse than the one he had created. Fu Xin knew that the old patriarch must have finished his bath.
Everyone in the tribe ran out to vomit. It was really enough to experience two shocks in one day.
If I had known earlier, I would not have eaten meat at noon. Now I vomited it all, what a waste.
However, the old patriarch Futian washed himself in the river and put on a moon-white Taoist robe, which shocked the tribe members much more than Fu Xin!
The old patriarch looks at least twenty years younger!
The white hair disappeared, replaced by a head full of black hair.
In shock, the tribesmen who had not touched Fuxin enough before stretched out their claws to reach out to Futian.
I have been coveting such a robe for a long time, but I didn't dare to touch it when it was worn by others. Now that it is worn by my own person, I will definitely not be able to sleep at night if I don't touch it.
Besides, Futian is no longer the tribe leader... Let's just keep it a secret to satisfy the curiosity of the men, women, and children in the tribe.
"What are you touching, you bastards? Ah..."
The screams echoed in the village, and Fu Xin silently covered his ears.
In the forest, the chief and two other clan leaders of the Rong tribe were hiding in a cave when someone approached.
"who?"
"The clan leader is me!"
"Come in quickly!" The branches covering the cave entrance were removed, and a figure quickly flashed in.
"What's going on?"
"Futian and his men returned a long time ago, but they haven't taken any action against our tribe. Instead, people from other tribes have been sneaking around our tribe these past few days. I guess they're planning to take our tribe!"
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