The white mist is swirling, above the white jade platform is a big water lake, the water surface is calm as a mirror, there is nothing originally, but there is a nine-layer lotus flower in the center, blooming in the mist, clear and charming, it is the nine-day lotus. Under the lotus www.biquge.info of the pen "fun" pavilion, the cool water is clear and clear, clear and transparent, two cyan fish swing their tail fins, are swimming happily, the fish gills are one by one, and they can spit out human voices.

"Sister, is Li Shihui going to the Nine Heavens Mystery Land? Why did he die so soon. ”

"Silly sister, this person is not dead, he is just in a coma, and the young man from the Nine Heavens Xuandi was brought to the Nine Heavens Xuandi to find a cure, but things are not so simple, his previous life seems to have entered reincarnation again, but unfortunately there is no fish in our clan who are proficient in the art of reincarnation, otherwise you can also go and see what happened in this person's previous life. ”

"Then you said that you had already seen him in his previous life? ”

"Why did my sister lie to you? You didn't understand, I mean what I saw before was hundreds of thousands of years ago, and you weren't born at that time. ”

"Oh, it turned out that I saw it when I was not born yet, so it's no wonder, where was he in his previous life?"

"In the Xuanwu Land, his story is too long, I can't remember it clearly, and the story seems to have started in a small mountain village named Zhou Tian......"

The sun rises in the morning, the sunrise is red like fire in the east, and the endless woods are also dyed with a morning glow color, there are no wild wolves, tigers and other fierce birds and beasts in the big woods, some are just colorful butterflies fluttering, butterflies fly to the flowers, and there are many bees that are working hard to collect honey, "buzzing" sound, it seems that this is a beautiful and calm forest. In fact, the name of this forest is called Zhoutian Forest, also known as the Forest of Martial Spirits, which is a mysterious forest infested by martial spirits.

Martial spirit is a humanoid animal whose body is composed of unknown clear liquid, with a face and a nose, and can make sounds in its mouth, but it is not a human language, similar to humans, but not a real human, feeds on the morning dew, and is a natural martial artist, so it is called a martial spirit.

After the death of the martial spirit, the body will quickly dissipate, and leave behind transparent crystals that can be eaten by humans, these crystals can not only help humans replenish physical strength, but also are said to enhance the physique of the person who takes it, and long-term consumption will lay the foundation and provide a strong guarantee for the cultivation of martial arts.

Most of the martial spirits have no thoughts and feelings, just like those wild beasts and animals, they are the objects of the villagers' usual hunting.

"Drink!" shouted a childish voice, a twelve, The three-year-old boy held a long stick in his hand, swept to the waist of the martial spirit in front of him, the martial spirit's mouth made a strange sound, and jumped back to avoid the sweep of the young man, after landing, he wandered left and right, as if he was observing the direction of the young man's next attack, and he didn't see the young man make any moves, he screamed and attacked the young man, the transparent right hand was clenched into a fist, and hit the young man's abdomen, because the speed of the martial spirit was too fast, the young man looked panicked, and he didn't have time to block or dodge, seeing that as long as he was hit in the abdomen by the martial spirit, he would be injured, a man in a gray robe next to him shook his head, and the latter came first, and at the same time rescued the young man, he easily repelled the martial spirit。

The young man's small face, a shawl exudes like a strong man, the difference is that it is more black and shiny, and he is also wearing a gray robe, his height is only between the man's chest and abdomen, and his immature face is sad, his eyes are large, and he looks watery as if he is about to cry, and his cuteness is almost better than that of ordinary girls. The strong man took advantage of the victory to pursue, and after a while, he stabbed the long stick into Wu Ling's chest, ending Wu Ling's life, Wu Ling turned into a mist and quickly evaporated, leaving a transparent spar, lying quietly on the ground between the dead leaves, the man squatted down and picked it up, and looked back at the son who was also like the girl with a gloomy face, and his heart was bitter, obviously he wanted to scold, but he couldn't scold, because in case his son cried, he could imagine that kind of scene, but he was afraid that he would be even more depressed. He was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Okay, go and kill the next one, raise your head!" The last tone was still inevitably aggravated, the young man looked at his father in a panic, and then lowered his head sadly and innocently, the picture was "too beautiful"! The man really didn't dare to look at it, and he was so depressed in his heart that he couldn't help but sigh with hatred, how could he give birth to such an indisputable son?

The morning glow slowly turns into bright sunlight, like a needle from the branches and leaves between the gaps, next to the small pond, small grass and other low plants are verdant, on the green leaves, the dew reflects the sun, it appears crystal clear, many martial spirits have run out of the forest, stepping on the dead leaves on the ground, sending out "rustling" They came for the dew, and made a strange sound in their mouths, as if they were discussing something, and finally they went to find the dew on the green leaves, one of the martial spirits with a red heart in the transparent did not use their mouths to suck the water droplets on the green leaves, and his eating appearance was much more civilized, after the half crisp down, the mouth of the water was gently opened, and he sucked gently, and the crystal dew flew up in the air, flew into his mouth, his throat squirmed, and he had swallowed his stomach, and then he ran to another place with dew.

The small pond is calm and waveless, the water is clear, I am afraid that the entrance is sweet, but these martial spirits will never touch the water in the pond, it turns out that their bodies are composed of dew essence, and ordinary water cannot help them replenish their body energy at all.

In the jungle, the father and son are lurking, the man opened the branches and leaves and looked at the martial spirit who was eating next to the pond, his eyes were full of greed, the son next to him pursed his red lips, and his tearful appearance seemed to be unbearable, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't look at the martial spirit, the man had no intention of turning his head to look, and his heart was angry again: Why did someone give birth to a strong son......?

After waiting for a long time, the martial spirits finally left the pond one after another, and finally a martial spirit was left alone, and the man's face was gloomy: "Son, go up and kill this lame martial spirit!"

The young man replied softly, "yes", as if he hadn't eaten in the morning, weak, his voice was softer than the usual gentle woman, the man looked at his son's thin back, frowned, sighed again and again, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The boy walked quickly to the martial spirit who was about to walk into the woods, the martial spirit limped, the speed was extremely slow, he knocked on the shoulder of the martial spirit with a stick, the head was there, but the strength was not used, it did not cause any damage at all, the martial spirit turned his head suspiciously, and saw that it was a human teenager, and immediately punched over, the young man was always tearful, looking like he was about to cry, his waist swung and he was slightly struggling to dodge the martial spirit's flying punch at the same time, the wooden stick slapped to the waist of the martial spirit, how did he know that the martial spirit reached out and grabbed the wooden stick, and the man who was watching not far away sighed helplessly, he knew that with his son's strength, this catch must be dangerous, was about to step forward to help, but saw his son kick at Wu Ling's left abdomen, Wu Ling looked shocked, it was too late to grab the wooden stick, and hurriedly jumped forward to dodge, stepped on the ground with one foot, and slowly put down the other lame, after turning around, he clenched his fists with both hands, staring at the young man who had attacked again...... The young man's moves and styles are very honest, a set of stick methods used for the third time, and finally hit the martial spirit again, but the strength of the attack is still not enough, I saw a water pattern on the martial spirit's chest with the tip of the stick as the center, in fact, there was no injury at all, he made a strange noise, and grabbed the young man's wooden stick with one hand...... The man had to make a move, and he solved the lame martial spirit in three or two clicks, turned around and stared at his son for a long time, and finally said lightly: "Go to the martial spirit again, if you can't kill a martial spirit today, you don't want to go home!"

The boy's head was very low, he didn't dare to look at his father, he didn't dare to say a word, his bright eyes seemed to be more moist, his lips were flattened, and he looked like he was about to cry out loud if he didn't agree with him, but he never really cried.

"Don't keep up yet!" the father shouted in front of him, and the boy immediately followed in a panic, still not saying a word.

"Dumb!" the man became more and more angry, and almost wanted to attack, but when he saw that his son was afraid of becoming like that, alas!

The time was getting closer and closer to noon, and the man took his son to find a few more martial spirits, but the son was more and more disappointed with him, and finally issued a cruel word: "Go! You go! Go back to your mother!"

The young man's heart was relaxed and very sad, with tears in his eyes, he left quickly, looking at the back of the young man, the man almost threw the wooden stick in his hand on the ground in pain, until the middle of the day, he harvested a few martial spirits before hurriedly returning to Zhou Tian Village.

Zhou Tian Mountain is the only hill in the Zhou Tian forest, dozens of houses are built on the huge flat land on the mountain, here is Zhou Tian Village, an isolated small mountain village, at the end of the mountain road, a big round stone is placed on the ground at the entrance of the village, on which are written "Zhou Tian Village" three quaint red characters, on the other side of the big round stone, an anxious figure walked, the man walked quickly, looked at the sweaty wife and asked: "Wife, what is so anxious?"

"Why did it take so long for you to come back, something happened in the village, the son of the old Wang family next door was killed by Wu Ling, I ...... I thought you were ...... too What about my good son, why didn't he come back with you?" the woman searched behind the man in a panic, but there was no one behind her?

"What? The son didn't come back?"

"When did he come back, isn't he with you?" Husband, don't scare me......" The woman was already scared and cried, and she couldn't help but be afraid when she thought of the death of her son.

"Don't be afraid, my son will be fine, I'll go find him. ”

"Where did he go, and why didn't he come back?" the woman was really frightened, and her hands on her chest could not help but clench nervously.

"It's okay!" the man was also worried, remembering that he had scolded his son, and that his son was fragile, so he finally ran down the mountain road in fear, ignoring how his wife screamed.