The Holy Desolate Continent, the deep mountains in the west, and the village of Changliu.

After Su Hao fell asleep, he slept until dawn. By the time he saw the world again, the world had changed.

Warm sunlight shone in through the windows of the thatched hut and spread warmly on his body. The air is filled with the moisture of melting snow, and when you sniff it, you can smell a cool smell.

Su Hao roughly checked his body, and after feeling much better than last night, he lifted the quilt full of patches and was not thick enough, climbed out of bed and stepped on hay shoes.

Unskillfully manipulating the body of the owner's name Dog Wazi all the way, Su Hao walked to the door and pushed the door open. For a moment, the warmth of a world surrounded him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he watched the ice and snow gradually melt on both sides of the road.

"Where did that man go?" Su Hao muttered to himself. From the beginning of the morning, he did not see the father of the dog.

Don't worry about it for the time being, I still have to collect information about this world as soon as possible, Su Hao thought silently. Even if he had bad luck at the beginning, his cultivation life came from a time of barrenness and danger, and now, hasn't he reached this height?

So Su Hao started his first step in the Holy Desolate Continent: in front of the other houses made of simple bricks and thatched piles at intervals of about two hundred steps, he walked around all the stone roads, and he politely responded to the neighbors who took the initiative to greet him along the way, so that he finished the village in about an hour of trotting;

The old people are very kind to the lively children next door, and they also love to tell stories to the younger generations, and they may even forget that they have told the same story to the same person. In the warm day of the spring sun and snowmelting, Su Hao perfectly played the role of a dog baby, squatting beside the old people and listening to them tell one story after another.

After a few hours, he had a rough idea of the current state of the world. This continent is called the Holy Wilderness Continent, bounded by the Emperor River across the center of the continent, and is divided into the two most powerful kingdoms - the Wu Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty. And their barren mountain village, located in the unknown deep mountains in the west of the mainland, is the territory of the Wu Dynasty. Although this village is poor, it has existed here for a long time, and it is called Changliu Village. Most of the villagers here rely on hunting for a living, and in recent years, they have also increased the type of agriculture such as cultivating land and cultivating fish in ponds, and life has become better than before. The old people all say that it is the credit of the current emperor and the emperor.

Also, there is a cultivation system in this world, this system is both familiar and unfamiliar to Su Hao, and it can be summed up in two simple words: "internal strength". Those who have internal strength can breathe and nourish, prolong life, smash boulders with fists, and step on Lingbo. The old people said that the legend of the martial artist of internal strength was more exciting than one another, as if it was the glory they had witnessed with their own eyes, and it was a part of the story of their lives. But Su Hao understands very well, these old people have been extremely poor all their lives, and they have never stepped out of the deep mountains surrounding Changliu Village, and the so-called bustling capital city is a scenery that is difficult to see in their lives.

"Internal strength ......" On the way home, Su Hao repeated this word over and over again. He secretly made up his mind that he must practice supreme internal strength. Otherwise, it would be impossible to show his holiness with this body without a background. And compared to the rise, there is another thing that is not less important to him, that is, to analyze where Shui Haoyue, Chu Juan, and Lin Jiekun have descended and what their identities are.

"Is it all luck that comes down to the body? I can't rule out the possibility that if the Spirit of Virtue suppresses me. But if there is a rule, what is the rule?" Su Hao racked his brains, but there was too little information, and he still couldn't think of anything.

If this problem can be solved, it will no longer be difficult to analyze the possible identities of other people.

Time flies, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Su Hao stepped on the stone road and walked back to his home. He learned that his father, also surnamed Su, was a confident hunter when he was young, but because of this, he was targeted by wild wolves and killed his wife in an accident.

The father did not return home for a day, and last night's snowstorm brought chicken soup to his son, who had not opened meat for more than half a year, so that the sick dog and baby could survive. Su Hao is now possessed in this body, although he doesn't know what happened to the original owner of the body, but he is very grateful for everything this temporary father has done for him.

Thinking like this, Su Hao walked to the door of the house, took the key and "creaked" the door. At the same moment, he suddenly faintly heard his father's call from the direction of the mountain forest.

Su Hao was startled, thinking that his father was in danger again, so he threw open the door and began to run. The thin body soon ran out of breath, but he also got his wish to see his father who called him.

I saw that on the stone road that went deep into the mountains and forests at the end, the old man with the vicissitudes of life tightly pinched the rough hunting net in his hand, struggled to resist one end of the rope on his shoulder, and dragged a black giant object behind him with a sweaty face and a flushed face.

It was a huge stone, pitch black, three or four meters high and more than two meters wide, and there were golden ink shadows around it, which didn't look strange.

"Daddy...... Didn't you go hunting? What are you doing?" Su Hao couldn't help but ask.

"Silly...... Silly dog, why did you get here, and ...... You didn't go hunting, how many times have I told you, don't keep speculating about your thoughts. The old man panted. Although his mouth was hard, the moment he saw the child, his strength poured out of his shoulders like flowing water, and he knelt down with physical exhaustion after not taking a few steps.

"Dad!" Seeing this, Su Hao hurriedly ran to his father's side. As he ran, he looked at this strange and familiar face, as if he had the idea that the other party was his father. This man is too similar to the real father who works hard and silently guards himself and has a little temper!

However, as soon as Su Hao approached the boulder ten steps away, there was a sudden violent throbbing in his body, as if another existence of his own was expanding in his body. When he woke up, his back was soaked, but the boulder that stayed in the center of his vision still exuded a suction that he couldn't resist.

"This is ......" Su Hao's pupils shrank and opened, he walked in front of the boulder in three steps and two steps, and slapped his palm on the boulder in his father's surprised eyes.

Boom! The endless flow of information broke through the wall of Su Hao's consciousness in an instant like a flood that burst the embankment, and all kinds of information were poured into it in one go. Su Hao's eyes widened to the maximum, and his eyes were about to spurt blood as if they were bloodshot, symbolizing the extent of his pain.

"Ahhhh——h

Su Hao yelled, and his father shouted. The man jumped up with strength out of nowhere, and vigorously pushed away the arm of Su Hao's palm that was placed on the boulder. Su Hao's connection with the boulder was cut off instantly, as if he was affected by a huge force in the underworld, and he was suddenly bounced out several meters away, and his buttocks fell to the ground in pain.

"Dog baby!"

This time, Su Hao didn't respond to his father's call, he felt something rush out of the meteorite and burrow into his body. His whole body was shaking with pain, and his brain was dizzy.

......

Wandering in the confused world of nothingness, after wandering for a long time, I saw the dawn that urged me to wake up.

Su Hao woke up. As soon as I opened my eyes, the light of the oil lamp contrasted sharply with the darkness outside the window. In some cold rooms, my father was wearing an overcoat, with his head buried in his arms, and rested quietly by his bed.

"Really, there's a bed over there. Su Hao smiled bitterly, but he was very moved in his heart.

Although the world is false, this kind of fatherly love is real and heartfelt. Thinking about it this way, the body that came to me is not too bad.

Su Hao stretched his shoulders and found that his muscles and meridians were abnormally sore, but he didn't scream, but crept out of bed without his father noticing.

Opening the door, the moonlight who understood people's hearts also lightly got into his family's thatched house, Su Hao stood against the moon, and under the cool breeze, his heart suddenly twitched for no reason.

This is seeing things and thinking about people, Su Hao thought to himself. But he had no other way, if he wanted to be with Shui Haoyue for a long time, he had to defeat Chu Juan and Lin Jiekun and win the victory of Shengdezuka. No matter what the use of this Law Spirit Treasure Sacred Virtue Seal was, it could not be allowed to fall into the hands of Rahu's enemies.

In order to win, in order to last a long time, the loneliness of the present is bearable. The Spirit of Virtue does not speak of the time limit for the fifth level, maybe five, ten, fifteen, or even twenty years for his age. No matter how long it takes, he, Su Hao, will cultivate supreme internal strength, find out the other three people hidden in the Holy Desolate Continent, and defeat them to practice their holy virtues, and then slap the Holy Spirit in the face.

With a plan in mind, Su Hao was no longer confused in this strange world. He began to recall what the meteorite had brought him, information about the world, and other special ......

Su Hao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot, sitting on the moonlit stone floor. That's right, there is all the information about this world in the intelligence, and even the inner strength of the mind and practice mantra.

It's like a dream, what he thought was as difficult as the sky was solved like this. And what contributed to all this was his unattractive and middle-aged father.

He could probably guess what his father was thinking. He saw his son's haggard and blamed himself, and finally broke the ban he had set for himself not to hunt in the mountains again, and happened to see the mysterious meteorite in the mountains. But this inadvertent move happened to contribute to the reversal of Su Hao's fortunes!

Su Hao's body was stimulated by the energy in the meteorite falling from the sky, not only opening up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra required for the cultivation of internal strength, but also being adjusted into a body with supreme internal strength talent.

All night, Su Hao has been frantically exhaling luck, and his body, which was thin and weak half a day ago, is now completely not afraid of the high-load and restless internal strength cultivation, but is becoming more and more courageous, and getting twice the result with half the effort.

When a faint touch of fish belly white appeared in the eastern sky, Su Hao had already collected the exercises and slowly opened his eyes. Every pore of his body spit out black, foul-smelling mucus, making him stinky and smelling terrible. However, he knew how his body had changed.

After washing the marrow overnight, his whole body was light, and his body movements could be felt extremely coordinated between his gestures. Now Su Hao has completely possessed the physical fitness of a martial artist, and he is only eight years old, and his future will be limitless.

"Although this is not my world, although I am not your child, but father, I love you. I will definitely become a warrior who stands at the top of the world, I will make Changliu Village prosperous and rich, and let every enthusiastic neighbor and kind old people see the beauty of the martial pilgrimage capital. Forgive me for not calling the dog baby by this name, since your surname is Su, and I have such a goal, I want to call—"

"Su Yiyun. Voices in unison. Su Hao thought that his father was behind him, and turned his head in shock, only to see empty stone stairs covered with daylight and closed dilapidated doors.

It turned out to be an illusion.

Su Hao turned his head back with relief but a little loneliness, but soon he looked up at the sky confidently.

That's right, I want to call Su Yiyun and place my wish on the clouds of Qi Tian, and the ambition of the bird is even beyond the nine heavens!