In the evening, the afterglow was like blood.

Chu Yang was not too dirty, so he sat in the corner of the wall and cultivated silently.

In the body, there are 129,600 acupoints, which are the number of one yuan, and each acupoint is congenitally formed, and the acupoints are open, like a big star, but the inside is empty.

The innate body, the acupoints are naturally smooth.

"I still remember that when the mortal body, the number of the acupoints combined with Zhou Tian, three hundred and sixty-five, reversed into the five elements holy body, for forty-eight thousand, entered the flood wilderness, swallowed Kong Xuan, and achieved the innate five elements body, the acupoints reached 129,600, and later the innate yin and yang Dao body, it was also this number!"

"The limit of the human body's acupoints is 129,600, is it the method of unity?"

Chu Yang turned his mind.

His current cultivation is very simple, that is, to run the Xuanhuang Immortal Mixed Yuan Sutra, quench the physical body, condense the Yuan Shen, penetrate the acupoints, and mix the Yuan as one, achieving the Xuanhuang Immortal Body and the Xuanhuang Immortal God.

In the palms of his two hands, there was a piece of immortal crystal, and in his current state, he could directly absorb and refine it. The exercises are domineering, and his body is even more domineering.

In the body, one by one the tricks are rapidly perfected, becoming shining stars.

The physical body is also growing in strength and strength rapidly.

The soul has been initially manifested, moving towards the primordial spirit.

Chu Yang is cultivating now, and he is not afraid of going mad at all, and he does not need to cultivate the secret method of supernatural powers, which is to forcibly improve his cultivation.

There is no aftermath, and it is advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Second uncle!"

Outside the fence, a voice was heard.

"Tiger Head, the hunt is back, how is the harvest?"

The old fisherman walked out of the room, glanced at Chu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged and closed, and opened the courtyard door happily without disturbing.

"It's not bad, I hunted a little wild boar, no, I'll send you a piece!"

The tiger head walked in and handed the old fisherman a piece of meat weighing nearly two catties.

"Too much, too much!" the old fisherman hurriedly waved his hand, "I haven't taken your light in the past two years!"

"Second uncle, if it weren't for you back then, how could there be my family of three, you're welcome!"

When he came out, he glanced at Chu Yang and asked, "Second uncle, is he?"

"A distant relative!"

"Oh!" Hutou didn't ask much, walked outside the courtyard gate, suddenly stopped, and said to the old fisherman, "Second uncle, if there is anything, you can say hello!"

"Go, go!"

The old fisherman smiled and waved.

He knew what the tiger head meant.

Tiger head hunts all year round, and often goes to the county seat, compared with other villagers, he naturally has some knowledge, and can see Chu Yang's extraordinary, and is afraid that the old fisherman will suffer.

The little insect came back from playing outside, and before he entered the hospital, he shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, Uncle Tiger Head is back, is there meat to eat again?"

"Let your little gluttonous cat satisfy your hunger tonight!" the old fisherman smiled, just in time to see Chu Yang open his eyes, and said, "You can improve your food!"

Chu Yang smiled and nodded.

Dinner was very simple, the broth was cooked, but the little worm and the old fisherman ate it very deliciously.

"In addition to eating some small fish, occasionally I can only stick to the light of the tiger's head, eat some meat, and satisfy my cravings!"

The old fisherman sighed.

"Is the harvest bad for the farmer in the field?"

Chu Yang asked.

"It's not bad, it's just ......!" the old fisherman sighed, indescribably bitter, "In the past few years, the wind and rain have been smooth, and the harvest has been very good, but after handing over the rent to the master's family, he has to pay the public grain, as well as miscellaneous taxes, and after paying, he will leave the seeds, and there will be not much left." Even if you eat it mixed with wild vegetables, at most, you will insist on it until the end of the year. If the harvest is not good, it will not even be enough to rent. I still remember that five years ago, Lao Qi couldn't pay the rent and was beaten to death by the master's family. If I can catch some fish, ......!"

A sigh is the helplessness and sadness of the people at the bottom.

Chu Yang also understands that in this era, the people almost do not have their own land.

The land has basically been annexed.

The people can only rent seeds.

If the weather is good, you can barely feed yourself, but if the weather is not good, and you get sick or something, the family will be destroyed.

"What about the government?"

Chu Yang said in a low voice.

"Hey, they're all black-hearted wolves, a litter of evil ghosts!"

The old fisherman said viciously.

Then a spirit, looking out the door.

At night, the moon hangs high in the sky.

In the courtyard, the three of them sat and listened to the sound of insects, but it was also quiet.

"Brother Chu, is there an immortal on the moon?"

The little worm asked innocently.

"What do you say?"

"There must be, otherwise how could the moon be kept on?

"Hahaha, on the moon, there is indeed a group of people, but they are not immortals, but they are just a group of people who can fly!"

"If you can fly, isn't that a god?"

"It's barely true!"

Chu Yang shrugged helplessly.

"Don't immortals care about the suffering of the world?"

The old fisherman was stunned.

I have heard a saying that the so-called relying on mountains and mountains, relying on water and water, relying on everyone to walk, can only rely on oneself to get out of one's own world. ”

"Rely on yourself?" the old fisherman lowered his head and raised his hands, the palms of his hands were crisscrossed with scars, which were the traces left by the long-term netting, and the sadness of labor, "What can I do with my hands?"

"A spark can start a prairie fire!" After saying that, Chu Yang shook his head, "Here...... There is no martial arts, no Taoism, it is indeed too difficult and too difficult. ”

"This is fate!"

"Life?" Chu Yang suddenly smiled, "Your life is very precious!"

"Little brother said that it was funny, we are just cheap, maybe one day we will ......!"

looked at his granddaughter, and the old fisherman didn't continue, "What I can't let go of is a little worm, and I will ...... in the future!"

He looked at Chu Yang with a hint of pleading.

"Don't worry!"

Chu Yang understood what the old fisherman meant.

For him, maybe one day he will die, what if he leaves behind a little granddaughter?

The old fisherman smiled, and his wrinkles bloomed: "Don't look at the little worm, although he is young, he is very diligent, he can do laundry, boil water, everything!"

"A good boy indeed!"

Chu Yang nodded.

The night was dark, and the old fisherman and the little insect fell asleep one after another.

Chu Yang looked up at the moon, his mind was like water.

With a flick of his fingers, two innate auras fell into the body of the old fisherman's grandson, the innate aura, washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, but it was ten million times better than the elixir.

Day 2!

"I slept so well and felt like I was twenty years younger!"

The old fisherman sat up from the bed, stretched out his arm, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Grandpa, your hair is black!"

The little worm who woke up said suddenly.

"Nonsense, hair will only turn white, how can there be a white to black! Grandpa's hair, there are not a few black left!"

"Grandpa, what I said is true!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

The old fisherman finally determined that his hair was all black.

Even the wrinkles are much less, and the strength has become very great, and even the granddaughter's skin is more hydrated, and her strength has increased a lot.

"This ......!"

The old fisherman was a little stunned.

After hesitating for a long time, he didn't break the peace in the end.

During the day, he continued to fish along the river, but left the little worm at home. On the water, after all, it is not safe, and it used to be helpless.

Now, he has trusted Chu Yang very much.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sky was overcast, as if a torrential rain was coming.

Chu Yang opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, the divine light in his eyes flowed, and finally fell silent: "The acupuncture points are complete, the physical body is strong, and the soul has reached the edge of condensing the Yuan Shen." The first level of the foundation volume has been cultivated to perfection!"

He beamed with joy.

But the spiritual objects in the True Dragon Ring also consumed a small half.

"The foundation volume is perfect, according to the original division, it corresponds to the great grandmaster is perfect, but my current strength?" Chu Yang pondered, speculating in his heart, "Yuan Shen Realm, you can kill with a breath, and it is not difficult to kill those who return to the void and powerhouse!"

He stood up and looked up.

"It's going to rain heavily, why hasn't Grandpa come back?"

The little insect was very worried.

Her little purple face was already white and tender like milk, and her big smart eyes were full of worry.

Don't look young, but very sensible.

"In a little while, I'll be back!"

Chu Yang said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"That's great! I remember one time, my grandfather and I were fishing on the beach, but suddenly the sky changed, it rained heavily, and the wind blew, and almost overturned our boat, and my grandfather and I were scared to death?"

The little insect remembered the past, and his face turned pale.

After a short time, the old fisherman walked in with a wooden barrel, but his face was full of worry.

"Grandpa, didn't you catch a fish?"

The little bug ran over.

"Good harvest!" said the old fisherman, who put down the barrel, and there was a lot of commotion in it, and there were obviously a lot of fish, "the son and the young lady of the lord family are playing by the river today, and now it is going to rain heavily, and they will definitely stay in the village." ”

"Isn't it enough to free up a few houses for them?"

Chu Yang Road.

"Alas!"

The old fisherman sighed and said bitterly: "When they play, not only do they have tall horses, but also guards follow them, and there are a lot of maids and maids, which are more than the population of our village. If we had lived in the village, we would have been kicked out, and, and ......!"

His face flashed with hideousness.

"How?"

"I will, I will find the daughters of each family to serve, and even, even whoever I like, no matter how old I am, I will, I will ......!" the old fisherman said, he panicked, and pulled the little insect and walked into the house, "Little worm, remember, you can't go out of the house tonight anyway, remember?

"Grandpa, I remember!"

The little worm is very sensible.

After the old fisherman hid his granddaughter, he gritted his teeth, found a dilapidated harpoon, poked a hole in the house, and said very worriedly: "My dilapidated house, coupled with the leakage, they should not look down on it!"

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and shouting was heard in the distance.

"Sure enough!"

The old fisherman's face turned pale and trembled.

It looks like a ghost is about to ask for a soul!

Chu Yang took his hand, looked at the sky, the dark clouds rolled over, and the thunder snake danced.