Who? Who's talking to me?

Zhuang Yi, who was holding a spear and panting in the snow on his knees, couldn't see the figure left and right, thinking that he was hallucinating.

"Don't alarm your parents!"

"Come here, push me back to the house!"

The soft voice continued to sound in his heart, and Zhuang Yi could conclude that he was never hallucinating. Suddenly turned his head and looked at the 'Uncle Meatball' in a wheelchair under the eaves.

"Is it ......?"

Zhuang Yi's face was full of shock. After so many years, 'Uncle Meatball' is as good as the first time I saw him, and his face is not stained with the vicissitudes of time. He had also suspected that this uncle was not an ordinary person, but he did not take it to heart. For him, Uncle Meatball' is just a relative, a loved one who will always need to be taken care of.

"It's me! your ...... Uncle Meatball!"

"Don't scream, don't alarm your parents!"

Zhuang Yi covered his mouth and walked over. Looking at each other carefully, his eyes were empty, his face was full of dull expressions, it seemed that he was no different from before, why did he speak today?

To be exact, he didn't speak, but through a magical means, he was communicating with himself.

Zhuang Yi didn't think much about it, and hurriedly pushed the 'Uncle Meat Ball' into the house. closed the door, then leaned down, looked up at the other party, and asked repeatedly, "Is it you?" Uncle Meatball, is it really you?"

"It's not me, it's still a ghost!"

An angry voice came. Zhuang Yi's face was full of excitement after hearing this, and he subconsciously asked, "Uncle, are you a holy master?"

"Sort of!"

"That'...... How strong are you, can you fly, can you beat the Templars, can you ......?"

Zhuang Yi was like a curious baby, and kept asking questions.

"Yi'er, uncle's soul is very weak, and it takes a lot of energy to transmit the sound to you...... Can you stop asking these boring questions, okay?"

The voice came again. Looks helpless.

"Uncle, did you encounter powerful sea beasts back then, and you lost both of them in a fight?" Zhuang Yi asked curiously.

"You said the remains of the monsters you picked up...... Hehe, those waste Jindan demon beasts, Uncle can be afraid of dozens of deaths with a slap, and they can also hurt me?"

Disdainful words came. Zhuang Yi was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it, he didn't know how powerful the Jindan Demon Beast was, but he had heard that those adults in the Yangliu Town Holy Hall had teamed up to resist a Jindan Demon Beast, but as a result, few of them were able to escape back.

Now in the mouth of this uncle, the Jindan Demon Beast has become a waste, and it can kill dozens of them with a slap...... In this way, I can't imagine how powerful Uncle should be.

"Yi'er, don't ask anything else, you tell your uncle, do you want to practice, do you want to make yourself strong?"

"Yes!"

Zhuang Yi did not hesitate and gave an affirmative answer. This is the greatest wish he has ever dreamed of.

"Okay, as long as you want, Uncle will help you...... But before that, you have to do Uncle a favor...... Well, help Uncle Restore his strength completely!"

"How can you help, uncle, as long as you say, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, Yi'er will never frown!"

"It's going to be dangerous...... But if it can be done, Uncle promises, I will make you three wishes!"

The night was dark. The snow became heavier and heavier, and the yard was half a foot thicker. Zhuang Yi walked out of the house, carrying a bamboo basket behind him, and quietly stuffed a letter into the house where his father and mother lived. Then he resolutely left the house.

"Uncle, where are we going?" Against the wind and snowflakes, Zhuang Yi did not feel the chill, on the contrary, the blood in his body was boiling.

"I don't know...... Where is no one, where are we going...... The best in the deep mountains and old forests!"

"It's no problem to go, in case you run into a monster......

"Don't be afraid of demon beasts, I'll get some blood from my uncle later...... When you encounter a demon beast, you can just sprinkle blood to deal with it!"

......

Three months later.

A hidden valley. A group of demon wolves roared and roared, staring at the prey in front of them, their large mouths full of fangs, and stinking saliva flowing. Some demon wolves couldn't wait, and they soared into the air and pounced on them.

"Look at my magic weapon!"

A sturdy young man with a swarthy face, carrying a bamboo basket behind him, took out a clay pot and smashed it directly.

Syllable!

The crockpot shattered, and blood splattered. As if containing mysterious power, the blood instantly turned into a thick blood mist, blazing like fire, and at the same time erupted with a rolling thunder. Several demon wolves were contaminated with blood mist, and their bodies were burned like fire in an instant, and they were wiped out. The rest of the demon wolves fled in panic with their tails between their tails.

"Uncle, your blood really works!" Zhuang Yi shouted with excitement on his face.

"Loser, you can scare them away by getting a little, you threw the cans together...... Uncle Dang's blood is worthless!" The voice who hid in the bamboo basket was full of helplessness.

"No experience for the first time! next time...... By the way, uncle, I'll get some more blood!"

"Whatever you want! Be careful not to get bloody, otherwise you will suffer!"

......

Another three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Just like when I left home, on the same night, the same sky was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. A nameless mountain, Zhuang Yi carried a bamboo building on his back, withstood the wind and snow, and staggered forward. He is already in his twenties, and he has been trekking in the uninhabited mountains all these years, sleeping in the open and suffering a lot, and now he is in rags, full of beards, and has a sense of vicissitudes that his peers do not have.

But there was no complaint!

He was helping the one in the bamboo building behind him, his uncle, and his relatives to find a spiritual place where the other party could regain his strength.

trekking through mountains and rivers, walking tens of thousands of miles step by step with his feet. But unluckily, I never found out.

"Yi'er, do you have any complaints in your heart?" a faint voice sounded in the bottom of my heart.

"No, as long as I can help my uncle, what is this hardship!" Zhuang Yi gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

"What a good boy...... Go, go southwest!" The voice changed in tone, revealing inexplicable excitement.

Zhuang Yi didn't hear it, and followed the guidance of that person and walked all the way to the southwest. The snow was deep and slow, and it took two or three hours to reach the destination.

An abyssal rift, looking down and looking down, bottomless.

"This is it! Yi'er! Hurry! Throw Uncle down!"

A hurried voice came. Zhuang Yi thought he had heard it wrong and couldn't believe his ears.

"Hurry up! This evil cave has an owner, and we're lucky that it's not there!"

"If you don't do it now, when this guy turns back, there will be great trouble!"

The voice urged again. Zhuang Yi thought about it, no longer hesitated, reached out to untie the bamboo basket, and said, "Uncle, I'm going to throw it away!"

"Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, throw it away!"

Zhuang Yi gritted his teeth. Even people with bamboo baskets were thrown into the abyss. Looking at his uncle in his eyes, as if he was devoured by a nameless monster, his figure disappeared.

"Yi'er, if you encounter a situation, pour blood on your body, no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it...... Hold on! Wait for me!"

This is the last person to transmit. Zhuang Yi was very obedient, holding a crockpot full of blood in his arms, and sat behind a rock. While dodging the wind and snow, he was vigilant and observed his surroundings.

Time passed minute by minute.

At the bottom of the abyss, there was no movement. On the contrary, the east is full of fish belly white, and the sky is about to dawn. Zhuang Yi's hands and feet were about to freeze, and he curled up, perhaps because of overwork, his eyelids began to heavily, and he became drowsy.

Suddenly!

A piercing chirp rang out. As if to penetrate people's souls, Zhuang Yi subconsciously covered his head, with a painful expression on his face.

There is a case!

He remembered the last time his uncle transmitted, endured the sharp pain in his head, and looked around. Soon, he saw an incomparably large black giant bird, flapping its wings and hovering above the abyss.

"Human!"

The black giant bird not only found Zhuang Yi, but also spit out words, a pair of dark green eyes, like ghost fire, jumped uncertainly, staring at him.

"Demon Beast! Jindan Demon Beast!"

Zhuang Yiman was horrified. can speak people's mouths, this demon bird definitely has Jindan cultivation. And looking at its appearance, it is very similar to the old people's word of mouth, an extremely evil demon bird and a ghost crow. This evil creature loves humans and has great powers, and loves to sneak up on towns, killing and devouring hundreds of people at a time before leaving.

"Blood! Uncle's blood!"

Zhuang Yi didn't think about it, and directly poured all the blood in the crockpot on his body. A 'snort' sounded immediately. The blood instantly atomized, enveloping its entire body. He was not incinerated after being touched like a demon beast, but his whole body was corroded by strong acid, and he was in pain, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Hey!

The Hellfire Ghost Crow, which had been rushing straight forward, paused to swoop and hovered around the blood mist, its dark green eyes revealing fear. It could feel that this blood mist contained indescribable scorching power, and if it messed with it, it would definitely suffer a heavy blow.

But this guy didn't leave, and after circling a few times, he used his huge wings to flap the fierce wind, trying to blow away the blood mist.

The blood mist contains mysterious power, condensed but not dispersed. But every time a strong wind blows, it always makes a difference. The Hellfire Ghost Crow seemed to be interested, and kept flapping the wind with its wings. In this way, at most, it was only half a pillar of incense time, and the blood mist was actually dispelled, and Zhuang Yi's figure appeared, his body skin was covered with scars, and he was lying on the ground weakly.

"What a weird human!"

"Your blood makes the deity feel very uncomfortable, so ...... You need to die!"

Instead of performing a spell, the Pyro's mouth swooped down, reaching out its claws to tear the human body to pieces.

The howl before the torture!

It's the sound it likes to listen to the most.

Not to mention that Zhuang Yi was powerless to dodge, even if he was not injured, he would definitely not be able to dodge the claws of a Jindan demon bird. However, just when his life was in danger, a roar suddenly came from the bottom of the abyss.

"Evil beast, you dare!"

The roar was like thunder, penetrating through the sea of the Hellfire Ghost Crow, almost shattering its demon soul. The Hellfire Ghost Crow let out a sharp scream, and its huge body went straight towards Zhuang Yi's location.

Call!

A big hand appeared out of thin air and directly grabbed the body of the ghost crow, followed by an incomparably happy laughter.

"Break through the realm and be reborn!

"Hahaha......"

In Zhuang Yi's eyes, a giant who looked like 'Uncle Meat Ball' and stood up to the sky appeared, grabbed the Hellfire Ghost Crow with his right hand, and raised his head to the sky and let out a wanton laugh.

"Uncle!"

He only screamed. Then his eyes turned black and he fainted.

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