Li Laohan walked out of Li Chunqiu's residence in such a daze, and the stranger didn't give him the slightest explanation, but just let him leave.

He didn't dare to say anything, sometimes Li Laohan was really disgusted with his cowardice.

Looking at his hands that were once calloused and became thin and tender again, Li Laohan was a little overwhelmed, and finally a thousand words turned into a sigh.

"Perhaps...... It's really good to be younger!"

Li Laohan rode away on the green ox like this, and the figure dragged out a long shadow under the rising sun.

Li Chunqiu slowly stopped the carving knife in his hand after Li Laohan left.

Ever since Li Chunqiu began to use this suspected creator's technique to transform the people of Lijia Village, his cultivation has improved more and more rapidly.

It seems that this exercise is just such a cultivation.

Li Chunqiu had some conjectures in his heart, perhaps...... Creation is the practice of this practice, and the reason for the creation of the world is probably not a temporary intention, but a process in the process of cultivation.

That's how there are countless worlds.

Of course, this is just Li Chunqiu's current conjecture, if this conjecture is true, then Li Chunqiu should be more careful.

After all, if this is true, then how terrifying it must be for the man in white to be able to create so many worlds.

He's just a little bit of a fight, and that one really has created so many worlds.

"It's too early to say for sure, and I need more experiments. ”

The carving knife in Li Chunqiu's hand turned again, like a reflective mirror.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and this is true at all times.

The changes in Lijia Village and the changes in Li Chunqiu's cultivation are the ways to study the Tao.

As for how much impact Lijiacun will bring to the world, Li Chunqiu doesn't care, there are always so many changes in the world, one more is not more, and one less is not less.

............

After Li Laohan left, he didn't know that he was not the only one who had changed, and all the patients in the village who had seen Li Chunqiu had changed to a greater or lesser extent.

Almost everyone has obtained a variety of abilities, Li Chunqiu has modified the Heaven and Earth Dao in their own bodies, and each of them is now quite independent of Heaven and Earth, with strange powers that can not follow the Heavenly Dao.

But not everyone knows like Li Laohan that the source of all this is on Li Chunqiu.

Even some villagers have not yet noticed the mutation in their bodies.

The days passed in an orderly manner, the sunrise and the sunset, in this era when there was no entertainment, the days in the remote mountain villages were all undisturbed.

Li Chunqiu is either practicing by carving a new avenue of heaven and earth every day, or he is treating some patients from Lijia Village.

When he first came to Lijia Village, his medical skills were not well known to these villagers, so many people would not let Li Chunqiu see a doctor unless he had a sudden serious illness.

However, now some patients come to the door every day, and most of them are old diseases.

And Li Chunqiu is all medicine to get rid of the disease, and even many times, only the golden needle can cure the stubborn disease, which makes the villagers of Lijia Village trust Li Chunqiu more and more.

"Village Chief, do it again, and your rheumatism should be completely cured. ”

Li Chunqiu pulled out the golden needle on the village chief's body and said with a smile.

"It's still a lot of rely on Mr. Li's superb medical skills. ”

"It's over. ”

The old village chief was very polite to Li Chunqiu, because he had already seen Li Chunqiu's medical skills, that is, there was no one in Yangzhou City who had such medical skills.

"By the way, Mr. Li, there have been some people from the rivers and lakes in the village recently, and you still have to come out less, those people are a little sinister and don't know what they are doing. ”

"Okay!" Li Chunqiu replied lightly, and did not ask why.

The old village chief looked at Li Chunqiu's appearance, as if he wanted to say something, and held back again, there have been more and more strange things in the village recently, and he naturally knows about it as the village chief, but this is really too strange.

It's okay to have two households, but these are dozens of people!

Although under the majesty of the old village chief for many years, he relied on the power of the clan to suppress it, but this definitely cannot last long.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old village chief finally asked.

"There is one more thing I would like to ask Mr. Li. ”

"You just say. ”

"Do you know that this man will suddenly have some means of swallowing fire and spitting water?"

Li Chunqiu smiled when he heard this, of course he knew that he was still behind the scenes.

But this could not be said to the old village chief.

"I've heard some legends. ”

"The old man listened. ”

"Legend has it that there were twelve ancestors in ancient times, born extraordinary, born with mysterious and mysterious means, their descendants are said to gradually disappear from the crowd, but there are also some people who can regain the blood of their ancestors. ”

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches?"

The old village chief seemed to remember something, there seemed to be twelve strange forms of ancestral spirits in the ancestral temple, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and said:

"It's an interesting legend, okay, the old man has to tell the other people about the people coming here, so I won't bother Mr. ”

"Walk slowly, don't send it!"

After the old village chief left, Li Chunqiu glanced into the distance, then lowered his head and continued to carve the carving in his hand.

Martial arts masters, people in the rivers and lakes, if they don't have any bad intentions, it's okay, otherwise I don't know if it's the power of the innate supernatural powers, or the strength of these martial arts people.

In the direction that Li Chunqiu had just looked, two people dressed in gorgeous clothes, a man and a woman, were walking along the banks of the Lijia River in the village.

They had already walked around the village several times, as if they were looking for something.

"This should be it. The man laughed.

"I can't imagine that hundreds of years ago, none of the descendants of the world-famous sword immortals practiced martial arts. The woman said with some disdain.

"Isn't that right?"

The man continued:

"If the descendants of the Li family still have descendants who carry the sword immortal martial arts, then it will be difficult to do. ”

"The people from the north will be there soon, and we have limited time, so we can take some extreme measures if necessary. ”

At this time, a group of children walked past the two of them, they were clutching birds, and one of them, a teenager, a small bird was standing in his hand.

Every time the little bird wanted to escape with strength, his fleshy little hand sank, and the bird had no way to borrow his strength, so naturally he couldn't escape.

"You can't, you can't run away from my birds. ”

This is obviously an extremely sophisticated means of borrowing.

The man and the woman were stunned, and they waited until the three or five children had run away before they came back to their senses.

"When I take back my previous words, this little village seems a little strange. The woman frowned.

"Do you still have to say that?"

The two hurriedly walked out of the alleyway, but saw a young man walking over with a boulder of tens of thousands of catties on his back, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

"Li Laohan, why do you take such a big stone?" The old man who struck iron looked at Li Laohan coming out again, and asked with a smile.

"Prepare to make a stone chair at home!"

"When I came back, I remembered to level the land in the village. ”

"Okay!"

Li Laohan responded happily.

A man and a woman watched Li Laohan leave with the boulder in a daze, and even greeted them when he came to them.

The two couldn't help but swallow their saliva, who are the people in this village.

"Why did you call him an old man just now?"

"What is the name of a man in his seventies if he is not called an old man?"

"Strange!"

The old man who struck the iron couldn't help but sneer when he heard the question, and then without seeing any protective gear, he picked up the red hot pig iron, picked up the sledgehammer and beat it.

The mortal body of the flesh did not react in the slightest on the red-hot pig iron.

A man and a woman looked at each other.

They seem to have come to some terrible place.

Is that descendant of the Li family's sword immortal so powerful?

It is very likely that the legend back then did not exaggerate the means of the sword immortal at all!