In the Wuling Continent, there is a village in the southernmost part of the Spirit Fighting Empire, because the whole village is sandwiched between two peaks that resemble cows, so it is named "Shuangniu Village.........

The midsummer in the south can be said to be the hottest season of the year, a hot wind blows, rolling up the dust on the ground, making it difficult for people to breathe, but there is a hot wind and a cool breeze, and the cool breeze brings people a burst of refreshment.

But no matter how hot it is, it can't stop the villagers who work simply.

Take a look at Le, the newly baked big meat buns, buy cucumbers delicious and fun...... The shouts and shouts were everywhere, and the villagers were all talking and laughing, although it was hot, the whole village showed a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

"Have you heard? Tomorrow is the awakening ceremony in the village."

"You know, who will forget such a big day? There is no one else except you, Li Dog," the man who replied teased.

"Haha, too" Li Goudan touched his head with an embarrassed face when he heard this.

"Help!, kill someone!" a penetrating voice suddenly sounded.

As the shouts sounded, the villagers who rushed to the market all stopped, and the chatting villagers also stopped talking about the topic, and then turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

I saw a handsome young man dressed in coarse cloth white, only about eleven or twelve years old, with fluttering white hair like snow and silver undoubtedly the most eye-catching, but for some reason, he was being chased and cut by a fat man wearing a chef's hat with a kitchen knife.

This is in stark contrast to the peaceful and harmonious Shuangniu Village at this time.

"You little ruffian in the night, you stop Lao Tzu, you fucking Lao Tzu has a grudge against you, right? As soon as I open the store, you will steal, and you won't focus on me and steal anything else, you will be hearted!?" The fat chef shouted while chasing after me with a kitchen knife.

Yeshu turned his head, but the speed of his escape did not slow down at all, and he shouted to the fat chef behind him, "Boss Zhao, you must know that I am helping you promote your business, you see that I have stolen you a few times, is your family's business better than before?"

"Ah, you excuse me, you give Lao Tzu to stop, I promise not to kill you" The fat chef chased after him when he heard this.

Seeing that he was about to catch up, Yeshu's eyes flashed, and suddenly he braked suddenly, bent down and shouted in front of him: "Grandpa the village chief, good morning!"

When the fat chef heard this, he quickly stopped, hid the kitchen knife behind him in a panic, quickly bent down and said respectfully: "Village chief, good!"

After a few breaths, the fat chef secretly glanced ahead, and found that there was not even a figure, and the night art also disappeared due to the crowd.

At this time, the villagers who were rushing to the market around cast strange eyes, looking at the fat chef like a joke

The fat chef knew that he had been tricked, and shouted angrily, "You little ruffian, don't catch Lao Tzu, or I will kill you, hum!" After speaking, he blushed and left without turning his head.

On a sparsely wooded loess slope, Yeshu was holding a white cloth bag, turning left and right, humming a happy song in his mouth.

Arriving at a cave and probably reaching its destination, Nightjutsu stopped and took out a bun to bite into, and then placed the remaining bag of buns at the entrance of the cave.

"It's time to eat!" yrjutsu shouted into the cave before leaving.

"Grandson, wait" A hoarse voice suddenly came from inside the cave.

Yeshu stopped and looked back, only to see an old man about seventy or eighty years old slowly walking out of it, the old man's face was covered with dense wrinkles, his gray hair was neatly combed behind his head, and he was leaning over with a cane.

Yeshu was upset when he heard it: "I've said it tens of thousands of times, I'm not your grandson, although you saved me, you can't recognize it!"

This matter has to start when Yeshu was ten years old, when he stole a chicken leg from someone because he was too hungry, and was chased and beaten when he was caught, but fortunately, the old man in front of him saved his life.

After the night art woke up, the old man thought that he was his grandson, but after a few days of getting along, he found that the old man was actually a madman, and often said something inexplicable, such as where are you my son, and what kind of god Wuzi came to the world.

The night technique called the old man "crazy old"

The crazy old man didn't care at all, smiled, and said: "Grandson, I will leave tomorrow, enjoying your three years of reward, this bead is regarded as a parting gift left by me, and I think you will use it for tomorrow's awakening ceremony" After speaking, the crazy old man took out a black bead from his waist, and there was a faint engraved spirit word in the center of the bead, although it was very vague, but this spirit word was quite charming

Yeshu clasped his cheek and said, "Crazy old man, you won't be sick again, right?"

Then he looked at the crazy old man with a puzzled gaze, and his face was immediately full of shock, and the old man's originally gentle and kind eyes completely changed, replaced by a pair of eagle eyes like sharp blades, with black light flashing in his eyes, and there was no joke at all.

Yeshu opened his mouth wide, stretched out his hand to take the beads and put them in his pocket, and said in a daze, "Crazy old man, don't joke with me, I said that I would repay you for the rest of my life."

The crazy old man smiled when he heard this, picked up the white cloth bag on the ground and walked into the cave, and before he had taken a few steps out of the night technique, the voice of the crazy old man came from the stone cave, "It's time to find someone to teach you...... Haha"

Yeshu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "It seems that he is still going crazy!"

Time flies, and as the red glow fades, the sky has already darkened, until the last red glow in the sky is also swallowed by the darkness, which officially announces the arrival of night.

Yeshu was lying on a grass with his head in his hands, holding Erlang's legs, and his eyes were looking at the white and flawless moon in the sky.

The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled on the ground, draping the earth in a silver-gray gauze skirt, and the whole person of Yeshu was also filled with this layer of gauze skirt, calm and serene.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, accompanied by the scent of grass, and it blew through the short silver and snow-like hair of the night technique, and penetrated into his nostrils, refreshing his heart.

Under the moonlight, Yeshu's fair cheeks looked more delicate, but there was no immaturity in the slightest, on the contrary, the maturity of his face made people wonder if he was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy after all.

And his pair of black-gray eyes also looked unusually clear and innocent under the embellishment of the starry sky and the bright moon.

His name is Night Shu, and he has wandered to Shuangniu Village for some reason since he was five years old, but he still has a secret, but this secret is only known to him, he doesn't actually belong to this continent, but comes from a blue planet called Earth.

He was originally a street skewer and part-time seller of pirated CDs, for various reasons, he was beaten to death by a group of social people, but when he woke up, he found that he had crossed over, and the extent of the crossing was not small.

"Gan Linniang, the protagonist of other people's novels is either the prince or the son, and I am actually an orphan" Yeshu complained towards the starry sky, venting his inner dissatisfaction.

Then Yeshu took out the bead from his pocket and looked at it carefully, but there was nothing special except for the spirit word in the middle of the bead, so he took it back into his pocket.

"Twelve years" is a puzzling sentence, and it spits out from the mouth of the night art endlessly.

As his eyes grew, Night Art gradually gained an understanding of the place called the Martial Spirit Continent under his feet.

This continent is an otherworldly continent just like in the novel, but it has an eternal theme called "Lingyuan!"

The cultivation of Lingyuan is something that has been pursued to the extreme by generations of people.

Those who are able to practice the spiritual element will be called "spiritual cultivation" by the world, and every spiritual practitioner must go through the process of awakening the spirit in his life, because in this way he can open up the spiritual body and absorb the spiritual element in the vacuum.

Before the children here are under the age of fifteen, they will be sent by adults to the awakening platforms of each village, town or city to awaken their own "fighting spirits"!

And tomorrow is the day when the night art awakens the fighting spirit.

There is also a perverted point of the fighting spirit, that is, in each realm, their own fighting spirit will awaken an exclusive skill by itself, called the "fighting spirit skill"

The legendary powerful fighting spirit skills can even bring the dead back to life, and it is said that they can also conjure beautiful women with money, in short, it is very wonderful.

There are also spiritual skills, spiritual decisions, etc., which are also the products of exploration.

However, the Martial Spirit Continent does not just rely on spiritual determination and spiritual skills to judge the strength of spiritual cultivation, but also relies on the strength of spiritual cultivation itself and its cultivation realm.

The spiritual realm is divided into twelve realms: Spirit Body, Spirit Energy, Great Spirit Master, Spirit Kong, Spirit Martial Arts, Spirit Transformation Three Realms, Spirit Sect, Spirit Monarch, Spirit Venerable, and Feng Emperor, and each realm is divided into one to nine turns.

Strictly speaking, the spirit body is not considered a realm, it can only be regarded as laying a foundation, and when the strength of the physical body reaches the top and is promoted to a one-turn spiritual energy realm, then it can be regarded as a true spiritual cultivator.

Thinking of this, Yeshu suddenly stood up and pointed hard at the sky, with an angry face, but just as he wanted to say something, he saw a few small snake-like currents flashing in the sky.

Yeshu turned into a smile when he saw it: "God, thank you for crossing me over to this continent, I'm very happy and happy, haha"

Hearing the words of the night technique, the little thunder snake in the sky suddenly went out.

Yeshu sighed, and scolded in his heart: "It's really Nima who broke into the ghost!"

Then he lay down on the thick grass and looked thoughtfully at the night sky.

After a long night, he yawned and said, "It's time to go" After speaking, he patted his buttocks, hummed a little song and walked in the direction of the cave.

Soon he saw the candlelight coming from the cave, and Yeshu habitually shouted into the cave, "Crazy old man, I'm back", but no one responded.