The news of Haotian's return home still let the tribal leader know.

At the beginning, the Great Wizard calculated the birth vision of Haotian, and expected that he would do great things in the future, after finding Haotian, in order to avoid the leakage of news, the Great Wizard slaughtered the entire village...

"Can't let him go back to the village!" said the archwizard categorically.

"If he can't be used by us, get rid of him, and we must not let the matter of slaughtering the village be exposed!"

On that day, dozens of tribal killers quietly followed Haotian.

Haotian, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, knows what danger is, and only hopes to see his parents sooner.

When you come to a mountain, this mountain is majestic and upright, towering into the clouds, and there are cliffs and abysses everywhere. Because it resembles a human hand, it is called Wuzhi Mountain.

Wuzhi Mountain has always been mysterious, where birds do not cross, animals do not live, only the treasure hunters continue to flow all year round.

Haotian walked to the edge of a cliff, and the tribal killers saw that the time was ripe, and jumped out one after another with their faces covered, showing their cold blades.

Haotian was puzzled and reluctantly fought with it. He has the true inheritance of the giant spirit turtle, although he has not touched the threshold of cultivation, but his skills should not be underestimated.

I saw that his seemingly clumsy fist technique was as fast as the wind, and his strength was extremely accurate, and he knocked dozens of killers down in a few strokes.

"Let's go, I won't kill you!" Haotian was simple and kind-hearted, had no killing thoughts, abandoned the killer and turned around and left.

"Haotian, it's us!" said one of the killers, tearing off his towel and walking up to Haotian, "We're joking with you." ”

Facing the familiar senior brothers, Haotian forgot to take precautions, and when he was close to him, a cold light appeared, and the cold edge pierced his abdomen.

"Despicable!" Haotian kicked the other party, covered the bleeding wound, and looked at these brothers in disbelief, "Why?"

"Yes—" One of the senior brothers was interrupted just as he spoke.

"Master, the old man thinks that you will cause trouble and bring ruin to the Djinn Tribe, so he ordered us to kill you!" said another senior brother.

"I don't believe it!" Haotian roared angrily, and the Giant Spirit Divine Turtle passed on his Giant Spirit Divine Fist to the extreme, but seeing him flickering and moving, simple and clumsy, quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, every style takes human life.

"Huh!" a sharp blade cut off Haotian's right hand, Haotian was desperate, and swept the other party with a whip leg...

"Why Master?" a senior brother kicked Haotian with flying legs, and Haotian fell into a cliff.

The killers sent by the leader of the Djinn tribe knocked Haotian off the cliff, but in the end, only two people remained, and they were seriously injured, and almost all the troops were wiped out.

"Ahh

Under the cliff, Haotian was covered in blood, lying at the bottom of the cliff, and the severe pain made him wake up.

They didn't die, and the moment he touched the ground, the tendons of his bow sparked a powerful force that bounced him up and kept him from shattering.

And the Giant Spirit Turtle's Turtle Breath Technique also operated automatically, stopping the blood from his wound from continuing to flow out, and he barely saved his life.

"I can't die, I must ask Master for clarification!" The anger of hatred ignited Haotian's hope for life, he reluctantly stood up, and looked around, there were about a thousand cliffs around, and there was almost no way to climb.

Haotian staggered, found a cave, and broke into it in a daze.

The cave is deep and endless, eerie and mysterious. Haotian moved forward step by step, his feet were slippery, his wounds were painful, and only his firm belief in living supported him.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him, igniting the flame of hope in Haotian, and he rushed to the light desperately.

It was a lake, with countless symbols flying and shining on its water, some like flying fireflies.

And Haotian was even more surprised to find that this lake was too much like the soles of a person's feet.

"Hey!" Haotian grabbed a shiny symbol, and there were countless smaller symbols on the small symbol, a bit similar to the text of a note, but Haotian couldn't understand it.

At this time, an unexpected thing happened, the symbol in Haotian's hand disappeared, and a law appeared in his mind.

This method is called 'Heavenly Evolution', which is a kind of secret technique for deducing the cause and effect of world events, good fortune and evil, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Haotian was incredulous, and grabbed another symbol, and this time 'Cultivating the Three Tibets' appeared in his mind, which was the supreme mental method of cultivators.

The whole lake is like a treasure house of the heavens and ten thousand laws, covering everything from the past to the present, the past and the future.

Haotian forgot about the pain, and couldn't wait to grasp all the symbols in his hands, and then practice the supreme method, and find the master giant spirit turtle to take revenge...

But no matter how Haotian can't catch it, the lake bubbles, and immediately rises one symbol after another, reflecting each other, endlessly.

Haotian remembers that once Master said that the universe is boundless, and the heavens and ten thousand laws emerge one after another, and even a cultivator who has spent his entire life in poverty cannot learn one in ten thousand, what is the highest law? It is the law of ten thousand laws, and it is the root of ten thousand laws.

Haotian only felt at this time that although the master was only the patron saint of a small tribe, his origin was not simple.

What is the Law of Ten Thousand Laws? This question puzzled Haotian, who had learned a lot of Fa, but none of them were the root of Fa.

Haotian suddenly thought of the cultivation that the master said, but the master didn't seem to have passed on any magical powers to him, and the turtle breath technique was good, so he didn't know if it was a method to calculate.

The more Haotian thought about it, the more chaotic he became, standing not far from the lake, and began to look around, from top to bottom, from left to right.

Suddenly, he made a startling discovery, and the lake looked like an upside-down human foot, standing alone and golden.

Haotian couldn't hold himself back, and ran over to stroke the golden giant foot, this touch didn't matter, the golden giant foot collapsed violently, and after it fell, all the golden lakes were gone.

Haotian was full of remorse, stretched out his only hand, and tried to pick it up, after all, gold is very expensive, and such a big foot can buy the entire Djinn tribe.

Helplessly, this golden giant foot weighed more than a thousand pounds, and no matter how much he tried his best, people didn't move.

Haotian was tired and sweaty, and he was really angry, and kicked all the way according to the golden giant foot. A miracle was born in an accident, and the golden giant foot melted into his leg in an unbelievable kick and step...

It happened too fast, so scared that Haotian panicked and ran around as if he was dead. After running around, Haotian calmed down. First of all, running around in this mysterious cave, he may lose his way completely, and even if he has a great adventure, it will be useless because he can't get out.

Haotian is an extremely intelligent boy who immediately keeps himself in the best shape. He touched his feet, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, but in his mind, there were countless symbols churning, exactly like the lake just now.

He subconsciously touched those symbols with his own will, and when his will met the symbol, the symbols fell apart by themselves, and a method was revealed. Haotian was overjoyed, with these methods, he could cultivate countless supernatural powers...

"Roar!"

Just when he was pleasantly surprised, a beast scream startled him, and when he looked at it, he immediately felt terrified.

It was a giant white tiger, Rao was in a pitch-black hole, his white hair was still clearly visible, his roots were crystal clear, and there was a dazzling luster.

The white tiger roared, opened its bloody mouth, and said, "What about my lake?"

"I, I don't know..."Hao Tianxia subconsciously retreated, turned around and ran, unexpectedly, the white tiger followed him like a shadow, and chased him in the hole, and broke the stalactites in the hole several times.

After a chase, Haotian was panting, his legs were weak, and the white tiger stood not far from him calmly, he seemed to be happy with this game of tiger chasing people.

"Tell me, where did that lake go?" asked the White Tiger again.

Haotian told the truth that the strength of this white tiger was above Ao Jing of the Shenlong tribe, and it was easy to kill him.

"Is it really in your feet?" said the White Tiger General, who was skeptical, walked over and touched Haotian's feet with his front paws, "It seems that you are not lying, everything should be predestined." ”

The white tiger's mood was very bad, and he stood on the ground dejectedly. It turned out that he had been guarding here for tens of thousands of years, but he had never been able to learn the magic power in the lake, and he was accidentally moved away by Haotian.

"Let's be friends!" Haotian said a little like this white tiger.

"With your little trick, you are also worthy of being my eldest brother, and it is not so easy to subdue me. Unexpectedly, the white tiger was not happy when he heard this, turned around and turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared into the dark hole.

Haotian was a little lost, and suddenly felt a little hungry, but there was nothing in the cave except for darkness and silence.

"As long as you concentrate on cultivation, you will be able to go without eating or drinking!" the white tiger went and returned, with a golden fish in his mouth.

Haotian didn't care about the raw and cooked food, took the fish, took a bite, and suddenly felt that his mouth was fragrant, and the taste was very delicious.

The white tiger told him that this fish had absorbed the essence of the underground river water in the cave, and it was a rare delicacy.

"You take me and catch a few more!" Hao Tianyi wiped his mouth.

"Be content!" the white tiger glanced at him and said, "I only catch it once a day, and we will eat it separately in the future." ”

However, the white tiger still carried Haotian to the underground river in the cave, only listening to the murmuring of the river, the surface of the river sparkling, and countless fish churning.

"Do you want to take your hand back?" After playing happily with Haotian for a while, one day, Baihu suddenly asked Haotian a strange question.

"I want to dream of it!" Haotian was a little unhappy, his most respected master wanted to put him to death, this was his heart knot.

"In the depths of the cave, there is a forbidden place, which is usually very quiet, but these days it is brilliant, and it is estimated that that thing is about to be born!" said the white tiger with infinite yearning, "It is a hand, a hand with infinite power." ”

The purpose of the white tiger is this hand, he tried everything he could, but he couldn't cross that barrier, and now Haotian, who had a broken hand, came...