When I got to the hall, I found it empty.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a girl in a blue dress appeared in the doorway. The girl had a youthful smile on her face, and a touch of sunlight reflected behind the girl. It was like a water lily that bloomed quietly after the summer rain, nodding shyly and gracefully with crystal raindrops.

The girl and Mo Yu stared at each other, staring at each other without saying a word. Suddenly, the girl walked over to Mo Yu.

A tempting fragrance greets you, refreshing the heart. The girl walked to Mo Yu's side and pointed to the door, but before Mo Yu could react, she took Mo Yu's hand and walked out of the house.

A touch of warm sunlight shone on Mo Yu's body, and it felt very comfortable.

Outside, a small village sits in the eye, surrounded by greenery, the air is fresh, and the old man's house is located in an inconspicuous corner of the village. The old man lowered his head and waved the broken scimitar in his hand to chop wood.

The old man seemed to notice that someone was watching him, and slowly raised his head to look in the direction of his gaze.

I saw Mo Yu and the girl standing at the door of the house, looking at themselves. The old man put down the scimitar in his hand and walked slowly towards Mo Yu.

The old man came to Mo Yu, looked at it with surprise, and found that the scars on Mo Yu's body were gone, which was really incomprehensible.

The girl seemed to think of something, and suddenly ran into the house, and after a while, she walked out with a dough cake and handed it in front of Mo Yu with both hands.

Mo Yu understood that the girl was giving herself food. He took the food that was handed to him and ate it.

After a while, the food is finished. Mo Yu noticed that the old man continued to chop wood, while the girl seemed to be weeding in a field.

Mo Yu felt embarrassed just to watch them do things here, walked to the old man's side, patted the old man's shoulder with his hand, and made a chopping gesture with his finger on the scimitar.

The old man seemed to understand what Mo Yu meant, handed over the scimitar in his hand, and then walked to the side and looked at Mo Yu with a relieved smile.

I took the scimitar handed by the old man in my hand, and after checking it, I found that it was heavier than I imagined, about a dozen kilograms, and I didn't expect the old man's body to be quite strong. In the past, Mo Yu used to hold a scimitar not to mention that it was used to chop wood, and it was more difficult to swing it alone, but now even if he holds a scimitar to chop for a day, he will not feel tired.

In this way, Mo Yu helped the old man chop wood or hunt in the forest during the day, and continued to start the current compulsory course at night: the Constellation Sutra.

......

The starlight-like spiritual power in the dantian was constantly gathering, and Mo Yu felt as if his body had erupted at this time with a suction force like a black hole, frantically inhaling the spiritual power from the outside world into it, and constantly flowing to the dantian in the meridians.

Mo Yu sensed the rapidly increasing spiritual power in the dantian, and a strong sense of comfort was impacting the limbs.

Suddenly, a strong aura erupted around Mo Yu, and a faint burst of spiritual power emanated from his body.

Three months have passed, and this night, Mo Yu inhaled the external spiritual energy into his body according to the Xingshu Xuanjing Mental Method he had cultivated before, guiding him to continue to swim along his meridians, and the true qi of the dantian formed a sea of qi. Finally, from the foundation building period to the early stage of the fusion period, the effect of continuing to meditate and pranayama to absorb true qi by myself now seems to be minimal.

Mo Yu, who didn't understand what was going on, seemed to be still complaining that his cultivation was very slow, and he didn't know that it would take more than ten years for ordinary cultivators to cultivate to this realm.

There was already a trace of light streaming in through the window, and Mo Yu opened his eyes and walked out of the room.

As soon as he left the room, he saw that the old man was already preparing breakfast, Mo Yu walked over and said to the old man, "Good morning, Grandpa Dios", and Dios replied.

Walked up to the girl again, rubbed her head, and said, "Good morning, Lilian's child".

A faint aura emanated from Mo Yu's body, and Lilian felt a comfortable and reassuring smell in his body.

Lillian pushed away the hand on her head, pursed her cute little mouth and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't rub my head all day, I'll be stupid, I'm not a kid anymore, I'm twelve years old."

"Okay, okay, you didn't say that rubbing your head would make you stupid, I don't call you a child, so I'll call you a little fool" Mo Yu laughed.

The girl was now as angry as a graceful cat, and suddenly screamed and showed her sharp teeth, which seemed to bite.

Lilian ran to Grandpa Dios, took his arm and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, Brother Mo Yu bullied me again." ”

Dios looked at the girl with pity and smiled, "Mo Yu is okay, don't tease Lilian anymore."

Lilian grimaced and said loudly, "Brother Mo Yu is a big fool." ”

"Okay, Lilian, you won, call Lilian the little princess," Mo Yu smiled.

"It's pretty much it," Lillian smiled, triumphantly.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, let's eat." Hearing this, Lilian and Mo Yu stopped fighting and sat down. Mo Yu, who has never received the warmth of family, has already regarded Lilian and Dios as his relatives.

In fact, in the past three months, Mo Yu has learned all the languages and characters of this world, and has met many simple villagers. Dios learned that the small village where he now lives is called the village of Kazir.

This continent is very dangerous, the world is very strange, only nobles can have surnames, and they have to be canonized by the emperor, and girls and old men have no surnames. The old man did not mention his son and daughter-in-law, and Lillian had never met her parents. I know that there are cultivators in this world, but the cultivation methods are different. I probably know what this cultivator is called: such as fighter, magician, etc.

After eating, Mo Yu said goodbye, picked up a long-broken iron gun, and went hunting outside the village as usual.

In fact, when Mo Yu cultivated to the fusion period, he only needed to eat a small amount of food, and most of them could already replenish his body energy from the aura. It's just that if you don't eat, it's too shocking for this small village, and I've lived like this for many years and is used to eating and drinking.

Wisps of smoke swayed over the village, which looked rather backward, and it was not known if there were any cars leading to the city with easy access or facilities for external communication.

On the way out of the village, Mo Yu met many simple villagers. Such as Uncle Roslan, the drunkard Ramish, Aunt Emma, the cunning little imp Kochi, etc., Mo Yu also greeted them.

And Mo Yu, who belonged to the cultivators, could often hunt a lot of beasts in the jungle, and only three people could not consume them at all, so Mo Yu and Dios often gave surplus food to the people in the village.

Now Mo Yu is very popular in the village, and he can be regarded as a celebrity in the village.

Mo Yu said secretly: Fortunately, the villagers' hair and eyes are of all colors, although he has black hair and black eyes, although he looks weird, but it is nothing.

I saw that the village was surrounded by a thick wooden fence, which was used to protect against wild beasts. Thinking that when he arrived at a strange time, he almost died at the hands of the beast, Mo Yu let out a burst of emotion in his heart.

Thinking that the beast outside the village is nothing to him now, he can kill the beast with a single blow.

Mo Yu thought of a carefree life with girls and old men, even if he couldn't go back to the previous world, it seemed good.

Standing at the entrance of the village, I breathed in the fresh air, stretched, jumped, and quickly disappeared into the jungle.

A figure sped through the jungle.

Not the slightest sound was heard, and the forest was as quiet as the fear of death, making it look eerie and mysterious.

Mo Yu stopped.

When I first entered, I felt that today's forest was quiet and terrible, the original sound of the wind and the sound of cicadas seemed to have disappeared, only a few bird whimpering sounds diffused from time to time in the empty air with the smell of blood, which seemed to be the last struggle of life, and seemed to be a cry for help before death. The further you go inside, the more wrong it feels.

"Not a single beast is out of sight today. Mo Yu said secretly.

With a "whoosh", there was a shrill sound behind him, and a strong sense of crisis made Mo Yu instinctively jump to the side, and glanced behind him with his residual vision, only to see an ice arrow made of solid ice, with a cold light in the tip, shooting towards it like a burst of air.

"Sneering ......".

An ice arrow just landed on the position where Mo Yu was standing just now, and the frost immediately spread to the surrounding clearing, and the flowers and plants on the ground were quickly surrounded by frost, and a trace of cold air slowly rose.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu was shocked. If you get hit, your horror will be frozen.