In the Kyushu world, on the border of the Wing Country, there is a tribe called Eto.

In the morning of the rising sun, the Yitu tribe still permeated with a cold breath, on one side of the tribe was the Wing Country, and on the other side was the desolate world.

And at the end of this vast and boundless wilderness is the Jing Kingdom, and the Yitu tribe is mixed between the great wilderness and the two countries to survive.

The morning was as quiet as ever, as the tribesmen began their day's work, the strong men went into the mountains to hunt, and the children began their traditional morning exercises.

At the foot of the mountain of the Yitu tribe is a vast flat land, only to see dozens of children standing in several rows, staring at the front with serious faces, this is the most sacred moment of every day for everyone, because every day's morning exercise is everyone's footsteps to pursue their dreams.

"Remember, your unremitting efforts every day are for the future of your clan, and if you want to get ahead, you must practice hard, and every sweat you put in is to always be ready for the future. The middle-aged man led by him put his hands behind his back and shouted with his head held high, this is Tulei's mantra, and his sharp gaze swept over a group of teenagers.

A group of teenagers clenched their fists, pursed their lips, did not dare to make a sound, and stared at Tulei with dark eyes.

Tulei is an outstanding practitioner of the Yi Tu tribe, and he is also the captain of the tribe's guard, serving as the living security of the entire tribe, and in the eyes of everyone, Tulei is currently the best person, so he is revered by many children.

"Born in the Yitu tribe, you are all ordinary people, not like those children of princely families, nor like those geniuses who are born with supernatural powers, so what you need is to work hard, strive to become a strong person, if you want not to be looked down upon, you must pay ten times or even a hundred times more effort than others. What we need is survival, ready for the life and death of the entire tribe all the time, if one day we encounter an enemy, or a monster invasion, we will not cry like a girl, helplessness is reserved for the weak, we will take up arms, defend the tribe, defend the family. Tulei walked in front of a group of children, his cold gaze sweeping back and forth over the children.

"Therefore, no matter how hard you try, you must have a belief in your heart, a never-say-die faith!"

A group of children had serious faces, stared at Tulei for a moment, and shouted in unison: "Yitu tribe, never say die. ”

"Good. Tulei nodded with satisfaction, these children are very young, according to the tradition of the tribe, every child must be shaped this spiritual inheritance from an early age, and when every child is ignorant, it is the best time to instill this spiritual inheritance.

"Remember, no matter what kind of achievements you have in the future, you are still an ordinary person, always remember one sentence, you are all members of the Yitu tribe, you are only allowed to live standing up, not to die on your knees, because our spiritual inheritance is the belief that you will never give up, and this is enough, enough for us to face all difficulties with our heads held high. ”

It is a compulsory course every morning to instill in the children the spiritual heritage of the tribe before the morning exercises, which will continue from generation to generation.

Although the children are still young, their eyes are very resolute, because they can understand that this spiritual belief is as if faith has taken root in their hearts.

The world of Kyushu, nine dynasties, this is a cruel world, survival of the fittest survives, not to mention that they live on the border of the Great Wilderness, where there is only the relationship between hunters and prey, and survival must pay heavy sweat, there are no cowardly people, only people who do not work hard.

"Very well, I see burning blood in your eyes, I never treat you as children, in my eyes you are all little hunters, you are all great warriors who are about to grow up. "Turley stopped in front of the children.

"The old rule, steady steps, do your best to draw the bow, eyes staring ahead, pay attention, keep your heart beating steady, and never show the slightest slack. Tulei said indifferently.

Suddenly, the children began to practice according to their usual habits.

"Horse step, practice the power of the lower plate, only when the lower plate is stable, can you stand still, when you draw the bow, stare at the front, be sure to kill the enemy with an arrow, imagine that in front of you is a fierce beast, aim at the position of its eyes, pierce its eyes with arrows, penetrate its brain, there are only two results either you die or it dies, there is no third choice. "Tulei walks in the middle of the children to see if their movements are in place.

Obviously, under long-term practice, every child can meet the standard, and there is a trace of murderous aura in his eyes, which is exactly what a qualified warrior should have.

It is hard to imagine that a child of seven or eight years old can do it to this extent, of course, this is related to the traditions of the clan, if he was born with a delicate young master, he would not have this kind of aura.

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Looking along the empty morning exercise ground at the foot of the mountain, there was a young man on the mountainside carrying a bamboo lou on his back, looking at the young man at the foot of the mountain with envy, and he was also learning their movements at this time.

March, a young man with a slightly sickly face, seems to be born like this, he is not surnamed Tu, but surnamed Xia, called Xia March, not a member of the Yitu tribe.

So I can't stand there and practice together like those children, when I was a child, my grandfather took him to the Yitu tribe, and was taken in by the Yitu tribe, but it also seemed a little out of place, after all, he was an outsider, and many times he was inevitably excluded, but this did not make March feel annoyed, because there was a place to take in their grandchildren was already desperate.

So March could only hide in the middle of the mountainside and watch secretly, learning their movements and practice, he also believed what Uncle Tulei said, there are no cowardly people, only people who don't work hard, although they are born with a delicate body, March still insists on practicing at the beginning of the morning every day.

Grandpa told him that when he was young, he had a serious illness, so he has always been pale and bloody, and always has a little sickness.

At the beginning of the sun getting stronger and stronger, March felt that he had insisted to the limit, the animal skin he was wearing was already half wet, sitting on the ground panting heavily, resting for a long time, March began to get up and walk towards the mountain.

Collecting medicine is something that must be done every day in March, and my grandfather is not in good health, and he has many illnesses and diseases, and he often coughs and shiveres in the dead of night. Whenever March sees this situation, I always blame myself in my heart, since I was sensible, I have seen my grandfather sick and sick, and I have never had a day of relaxation.

"When I grow up, I will be an excellent pharmacist, grandpa, you must insist on waiting until the day I grow up, and March will definitely cure your illness. March said to herself, firmly convinced that she could be a great pharmacist.

Since he was sensible, he has been practicing secretly in March, but he has not seen any improvement in his body, and most of the time he can always feel that his body is weak. If the path of cultivation doesn't work, March thinks that he can become a pharmacist, and at his age he can recognize many kinds of medicinal materials and their uses, which many teenagers can't do.

When the scorching sun is in the sky, the barren mountains and forests seem to be a huge steamer, fortunately, there is shade to cover it, otherwise it will not be able to stand this weather. March crossed two hills, and did not dare to continue walking, because if he continued to walk, he might enter the scope of the Great Wilderness, where there were monsters rampant, monsters that eat people and do not spit out bones, fierce and strong monsters, and tree spirits who are good at camouflage...... It was a dangerous area.

March wandered around for a long time, looking for Meilan grass to cure cough and nourish the body, at this time, March's bamboo Lou contained some herbs, but these are common healing herbs, which are useless for grandpa's illness.

"Hey, there's a blue grass there. "March's eyes are sharp, and he sees a faint blue light on another mountain from a distance, and he can judge that it is blue long grass, which has a wonderful hemostatic effect, and some herbs on his spouse can stay and nourish his face, but the distance is too far, and it is the scope of the great wilderness.

Grandpa often warned him that he must not enter the Great Wilderness, it is too dangerous, and if he is not careful, he will become food for demon beasts.

March pursed her lips, her dark and shining eyes looked at it for a long time, and she hesitated to take this risk.

What if you don't encounter a man-eating youkai?

Grandpa said, don't take chances, it will only become a psychological burden and a burden.

"Forget it, the blue grass is precious, and you can't take this risk. March gave up the idea of taking risks, believing in his grandfather's words, there is no eventual, even if there is no event, it cannot be good, and the invisible is always full of changes.

Continue to wander around outside the wilderness, March walked for a long time, tired and sweaty, the animal skin was worn out a lot, and finally found the plum orchid grass in the barren mountains.

Carefully digging it up and putting it in the bamboo lou behind him, March finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Mei Lancao, grandpa doesn't have to be tortured by illness these nights, and he imagines that grandpa can sleep peacefully in his mind, and he doesn't need to cough violently in the middle of the night, and March feels a little satisfied, and his heart is full of joy.

Go home, March forgot the tiredness, set off to return to the Yitu tribe, be sure to return to grandpa before dark, and boil medicine for grandpa to drink early.