Nightjutsu felt very strange, because no matter how late the madman was, he would wait until he came back before falling asleep.

Yeshu thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of what the crazy old man said in the morning, his expression changed suddenly, and then he strode into the cave.

Inside, the cave was neither wide nor narrow, except for a broken wooden table on the far left, on which a lighted old oil lamp stood to illuminate the whole cave, and on each side of the table there was a natural stone bed covered with weeds.

Night Shu looked around nervously, and found that there was not even a human figure, and his expression gradually lost his mind, and he didn't know what to do, until he saw a letter on the table, and then picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"Grandson, it's time for me to leave after three years of your kindness, don't look for me, you won't find me, but I hope that the next time I see you, you will already be a good spiritual practitioner, and I will tell you that there is a treasure in that bead......

Yeshu saw this: "Baby, is it gold, jade or something?" and looked down again, but he was dumbfounded.

"Don't worry, it's not vulgar things like gold and jade, and you don't have to guess, you'll know when you wake up tomorrow, and that's it, read each other!"

A kind grandfather

After reading the content, Yeshu showed a very far-fetched smile and said happily: "Ah! finally gone, I can enjoy life well."

However, the tone of the night art was very flat, and some were just sad, but this sadness was not expressed on his face, and it was just a habit for him.

Perhaps too tired, or perhaps too sad, he put down the letter and lay down on the stone bed, and soon fell asleep.

The night was silent.

Until noon the next day.

The scorching sun at noon shone through the cracks in the cave, and the night art that was still asleep was stimulated by the sunlight and blinked, and when he woke up, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, sighed and then sat on the bed, and glanced at the stone bed in front of him for a long time.

scolded angrily: "Stinky old man, you dare to run away alone, I will definitely kick you to death when I find you."

Ye Xuanqi is like this on the surface, but in his heart he is very uncomfortable.

"Night boy, if you don't wake up, I'm almost going to kick you to death, old man," a powerful voice suddenly came in clearly from outside the cave.

When Yeshu heard "Who!?" he turned his head to look over.

I saw an old man in a coarse cloth shirt standing tall outside the cave, the wrinkles on his face showed the old man's age, but he looked very energetic and did not look old at all, a pair of small eyes seemed to be able to speak, staring at the night technique, the old man as a whole looked clean and tidy without the slightest sloppiness.

And this old man is the village chief of Shuangniu Village.

Night Technique was stunned in an instant, and said timidly: "The village chief... Grandpa, why are you here?"

The expression of the night art is simply a picture of a cat seeing a tiger.

It's good that the village chief didn't listen, and when he heard the anger, he immediately rose: "Today is the day to wake up, you are still sleeping here, I really want to kick you to death, don't leave quickly!"

Yeshu hummed nervously, and after a brief wash, he followed the tip of the village chief's ass to the village.

Because today is a big day to wake up, there are only a few people on the street, and they quickly arrived at their destination with the village chief.

Seven or eight young people and girls in the village were all in the center of the village at this time, looking at each other and talking about each other, and when they saw the village chief coming with a night technique, everyone's faces couldn't help but have a touch of disgust.

After all, what Yeshu usually does is stealing chickens and touching dogs, and it is normal for the people in the village to be more or less disgusted with him.

After the night art entered the team, the village chief stepped forward and shouted with great energy: "Silence!"

As soon as these words came out, the field was suddenly silent, only young faces waiting for the village chief to speak.

"Today is the day for you to awaken the Dou Ling, as the village head, I can't help you, but remember, this time, as in previous years, each village has a place where you can enter the Saint Dou Academy in Arano City. Although it is only the lowest-level Black Iron Cadet, its value needs not be said by me."

Hearing what the village chief said, the eyes of the people were radiant.

The feelings of competition were soon engraved on their faces, and seeing the expressions of everyone, the village chief smiled as if he had achieved his goal.

The Holy Dou Academy is one of the best spiritual academies in Arano City, and those who can enter it to study are all spiritually gifted spiritualists.

But the most tempting thing is that the faculty of the college is strong enough to make you progress on the path of spirituality. So most of the spiritual cultivators are very eager to enter and study in it, even if it is only the lowest level of Black Iron students.

Night Art touched his chin, thought for a while, and said secretly: "Saint Dou Academy?...... Oh! Come to think of it, it seems like an academy that is neither awesome nor weak," he shook his head, clearly uninterested.

Whenever the New Year is over, Yeshu will follow the village chief to Arano City to sell New Year's goods, and the Holy Dou Academy has more or less heard of it.

He also heard about spirituality in the city of Arano. For him, every time he goes to Arano City, it is the time for him to gain knowledge.

The village chief faded his smile and returned to his original seriousness, and then said, "Okay! Now I will explain some relevant content about Dou Ling and Awakening Spirit, you all listen to it!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately pricked up their ears and looked at the village chief.

"First of all, Dou Ling, look!" the village chief shouted in vain, and an invisible air flow suddenly appeared, and then climbed from weak to strong, hovering around the village chief, and the air flow blew on everyone's faces with a tingling pain.

As soon as the thoughts were released, I saw that the village chief held a flat hand in one hand, and a white light bloomed from the palm of the village chief's hand like a petal, and then a huge scythe with a pitch-black body appeared in the village chief's hand.

When everyone saw this scene, they all gasped, and their expressions were surprised and happy.

The village chief looked at the group with his scythe in his hand, and said, "This is my fighting spirit, black sickle!"

Then the fierce discussion immediately came.

"It's amazing! I must also awaken a fighting spirit like a village chief."

"Is this the Fighting Spirit?

"Are you deaf? Didn't you just say that? But it's really amazing."

There was talk and quarrels, but without exception, everyone's blood was boiling, and there was a lot of restlessness in the hearts of the night arts.

"A scythe appeared out of thin air, and the surrounding air current, are you sure it's not performing a magic trick?" Night Jutsu thought secretly in shock, and the curiosity in his heart was also infinitely enlarged.

Then the village chief raised his voice and shouted, "Silence."

The field was silent again, and then he couldn't say anything: "The reason why Dou Ling is the starting point of all cultivation is because after awakening Dou Ling, Dou Ling will open up a spirit body in his body, so that he can accept the spirit into the body, cultivate spirit skills, and improve his strength."

"So if you want to become a spiritual cultivator, the first step is to awaken your own fighting spirit, and the second is the strength of your fighting spirit."

"There are strong and weak cultivators, and Dou Ling is naturally no exception. And there is only one way to judge the strength of the Dou Ling, which is to judge by looking at the quality qi emitted by the Dou Ling, which is divided into seven categories: white, blue, red, green, gray, gold, and purple."

"White is the weakest, purple is the strongest" Speaking of this, the village chief's expression became slightly ashamed, because the quality qi that his Dou Spirit exuded just now was white.

Later, he said: "And the quality qi is not only used to judge the strength of the fighting spirit, but also used to measure the strength of the spiritual talent, the higher the quality of the spiritual cultivation, the bottleneck encountered in the cultivation is often relatively easy to cross, on the contrary, it is difficult to cross, or even stay here forever."

"The second is how to awaken the high-quality Qi Dou Ling, in addition to the genes inherited from the parents, it is my own perception of the heaven and earth when I wake up, as for the perception of this heaven and earth, I can't tell you clearly, I won't be here, in short, it's a mysterious and mysterious thing."

Speaking of this, there was another discussion, but as the village chief drank coldly, they all quieted down,

Then he spoke again and said, "I don't need to say much about the Fighting Spirit Technique, every time the spiritual cultivator enters a realm, the Fighting Spirit will awaken a Fighting Spirit Skill by itself, except for the spiritual energy, but it is generally not used, the reason is too large."

"Besides, when you wake up later, just put your hand on the "Awakening Pillar", and the rune power on the pillar will guide your own fighting spirit, remember not to panic at that time, otherwise it will be difficult to wake up once you interrupt it."

After listening to the words of the village chief, the night technique on the side, his interest was completely aroused, and he secretly thought: "I didn't expect the fighting spirit to be so magical, I used to just hear people talk about it, but now that I think about it, it's no wonder that there are so many people who want to become spiritual cultivators, fighting spirit skills, hehe!" Then a trademark cheap smile quietly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The village chief glanced at the sky, looked at everyone again, and said solemnly: "Now you can set off for the awakening platform!" After speaking, he walked down, and motioned to a group of excited teenagers behind him to follow and walk in the direction of the back mountain.

After passing through the woods and a few small rivers, they walked for a while, and came to a forest, and when everyone looked up, they were full of surprise and saw a stone pillar on the top of the sky, and the village chief showed a long-lost smile after seeing the stone pillar, and nodded, obviously about to reach the destination.

Passing through this forest, you will come to a bare yellow mud field, and there is no green life on the yellow mud ground, which forms a sharp contrast with the green forests on both sides.

When they saw the giant building in the middle of the yellow mud floor, everyone's eyes lit up.

It is a huge altar made of white stone, and the overall structure of the altar is generally the same as that of a round shape, probably because it is too old, and the surrounding area of the altar is dilapidated, as if a gust of wind can blow it down. But the powerful breath of eternity emanating from the altar shook everyone's hearts.

But the most noteworthy thing is the mysterious rune engraved on the white stone, ancient and shocking, and the direction of this rune is the giant stone pillar that everyone saw for the first time just now.

This altar should be the awakening platform that the village chief said, and the stone pillar in the middle of the altar is probably the Jueling Pillar.

Just when everyone was amazed by the scene in front of them, Yeshu secretly said in his heart: "I didn't expect that there is such a building in the village, it is so big and looks very ancient, it should be very valuable! It seems that it is necessary to secretly dig up a piece and take it back for research later."

If the village chief knew what Yeshu was thinking at this time, he might really kick him to death, and even dare to think about the awakening platform used to awaken the fighting spirit in the village.

The village chief first looked around the altar, and then looked at the young people in the village, and saw that none of them felt unwell, so he said: "Wait for one by one to step forward, put your hands on the Jue Ling pillar in the middle of the altar, and then close your eyes lightly, okay, now who will be the first first?"

As soon as the words fell, a horse-faced young man volunteered to take the lead and walked out, nodded to the village chief, and entered the altar with nervous steps, according to the village chief, first put his hand on the stone pillar, and then closed his eyes lightly.

Everyone held their breath, their expressions were nervous, and their eyes looked at the horse-faced boy on the altar with excited eyes.

After a few breaths, the runes on the white stone suddenly burst into a fierce light, and then the runes lit up one by one, until all the runes on the Jueling cane lit up.

Everyone was also thrilled by this scene.

When the light of the runes faded, the horse-faced young man slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously leveled his right hand, and a stream of air rose with it.

Immediately after that, a white man, accompanied by the rise of the air current, burst out of his palm, and an ordinary hoe fell on the horse-faced boy's hand.

The horse-faced boy held the hoe in his hand and exhaled with relief.

The village chief fixed his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and said, "White quality, fighting spirit hoe"

When the horse-faced boy heard the village chief's words, he immediately walked down disappointed like a deflated ball.

Needless to say, another teenager stepped forward and placed his hand on the surface of the stone pillar.

Then the village chief's helpless tone sounded again: "White quality, Dou Ling Starry Grass"