Chapter 870 Create a Miracle

"Uncle Qingying, thank you!"

Although knowing that this was just comfort, Qing Ming was silent for a while, nodded with a smile, and then raised his longbow.

This time, he didn't nock his arrow, but just drew his bow.

Again and again, the longbow was drawn.

Although there was no brilliance in the gray and white eyes. But the still immature face was full of determination.

It wasn't until the sun went down that Qing Ming dragged his tired body and walked slowly towards the door when everyone had dispersed.

He walked very slowly.

Even though it was a village he was already familiar with, even though he had walked this road countless times, he still walked very carefully.

After all...he couldn't get hurt anymore.

In the southern wasteland, the survival of the human race is very difficult.

Even in a tribe rich in medicines like the Qingyi tribe, healing medicines are very precious, and they can be exchanged for various supplies for the tribe.

No one would give precious healing medicine to a disabled person.

Although this is cruel, this is the law of survival in the Southern Wilderness. In this place where war and death are coming at any time, it is so difficult to survive.

"If my eyes can recover, if..."

Qing Ming clenched her fist tightly and let out a long breath.

He also had the dream of galloping the wilderness, and he also had the pride of running across the world. However, when he lost his eyesight, all this became a fantasy.

"Ancestral Spirit Festival, there is no chance!"

Shaking his head slightly, Qingming knew that the ancestor spirit sacrifice was very important to the tribe. Paying countless sacrifices is to enhance the strength of the tribe, so that the tribe can survive in the wilderness.

It is impossible to waste this opportunity on Qing Ming.

"To restore eyesight, there are actually several ways. One is to raise one's own strength to the level of the great witch. With the vitality of the great witch, the eyes can be restored."

But... not enough elixir,

Without enough spiritual crystals, it is simply delusional for him to cultivate to the realm of the great witch.

Other methods, such as the secret medicine for limb regeneration, are also very expensive, and it is simply not something he can afford. Even... the property of the entire tribe cannot afford a copy of such a secret medicine.

"Could it be that in my life, I just fell into such a sinking and died a tragic death in the end? I'm not reconciled!"

Feeling his way to the door, Qing Ming let out a long breath, feeling very heavy in his heart.

"Huh?"

Just when he pushed open the door, Qingming found that...he could see.

He saw something.

It was a small tree.

It is more than one foot high, green all over, exuding vitality, and the breath is as vast as a vast ocean, a small tree.

Except for this tree, other things, he still couldn't see.

"What's this?"

A tree that he could see must not be an ordinary tree. What's more, the aura of this small tree is larger and vaster than the aura of the ancestor spirit.

"A more powerful sacrificial spirit than the ancestor spirit?"

At this moment, Qing Ming felt a bit of anticipation in his heart.

If this is a sacrificial spirit that is more powerful than the ancestor spirit, then...will it be able to restore my sight?

"Qing Ming pays homage to Ji Ling."

Facing this small tree, Qingming saluted respectfully.

The blood of the Qingyi people is the blood of the wood family, and their ancestors inherited the power of the blood of a sacred tree, so that their family has the power of the wood family.

Therefore, the Qingyi people maintain enough respect for the Shenmu.

"I am Jianmu."

"Young man favored by fate, what wish do you have?"

After Qing Ming saluted, an incomparably majestic voice sounded in Qing Ming's mind.

"Jianmu?"

Qing Ming was shocked.

As a wood race, how could Qing Ming not have heard of Jianmu's name? According to legend, the original Qing Emperor was the spirit of Jianmu.

The small tree in front of him turned out to be Jianmu?

Supreme Wanmu! The ancestor of Wanmu! The source of all plants!

"Meet the Emperor Mu!"

Qing Ming hastily saluted, and then... looked at this "Jianmu" plant with hope on his face, "Lord Muhuang, can you fulfill my wish? I... I want to restore my eyesight, can I do that too?"

"Restore sight? It's easy!"

The majestic voice sounded again, "I will give you eyes beyond the mortal world, and I will give you the power to surpass all living beings! In exchange for this, you must enshrine to me. From now on, I will collect all your prey Ninety percent share. Would you like to?"

"Can it really restore vision?"

Qing Ming was shocked, overjoyed, and quickly agreed: "Yes! Yes!"

"So, the contract is reached!"

With a flash of emerald green light, "Jianmu" turned into a green light, which rushed into Qingming's eyebrows instantly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in my mind, and a huge and boundless green tree towered high in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the endless brilliance shone, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

"These are the eyes you want!"

Two points of light flew out from the sky-reaching giant tree, crossed the distance between illusion and reality, and instantly fell into Qing Ming's already dead eyes.

It was as if there was a warm stream washing the eyes, and in an instant, a huge force erupted in the eyes.

"Shua!"

Two beams of light rushed out of his eyes, like two pillars of light, which stretched out more than ten feet long.

When the brilliance dissipated, a miracle appeared!

Qing Ming discovered...he could see!

The sky is full of stars, and the river of stars is turning. Surrounded by towering giant trees, verdant and verdant. Even... Even the lights lit up everywhere in the tribe look so brilliant and beautiful!

What's more...he sees far!

The distance he can see has surpassed all the people in the tribe. He could even see the nest of bees buzzing and flying on the edge of the cliff ten miles away.

Even... When he focused his eyes on one of the bees, he found that the movements of the bees flapping their wings became very slow.

The eyes moved, as if the speed of time had slowed down. In Qing Ming's eyes, everything became very slow.

More importantly, he also felt that there was a huge and boundless power in his eyes.

"Master Mu Huang, the eyes you gave me, what exactly are..."

For the current pair of eyes, Qing Ming was already shocked with satisfaction.

"Born with different phases, the saint has double eyes. This is a pair of eyes, with power beyond your imagination!"

The huge and boundless "Jianmu", with its branches and leaves swaggering, showed a light curtain in Qingming's mind, "I have countless treasures, countless gods, and the heavy eyes are just a trivial one of them."

Countless miraculous treasures, countless peerless supernatural powers, and countless secrets of exercises were displayed on the light curtain.

"This this……"

Seeing this, Qing Ming opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

"Your current strength is still too weak. I will give you two supernatural powers and secret techniques. You must increase your strength quickly so that you can obtain prey to enshrine to me."

Another ray of light rushed out of Jianmu and fell into Qingming's spirit.

"Stealth? Poison?"

Needless to say, stealth, this is the art of lurking and invisibility.

As for poison poisoning, this is a spell for refining toxins. Extract the toxin from the highly poisonous thing and quench the poison on the weapon.

Well, our Emperor Yuhuang, this is to play Qing Ming as an assassin!