Chapter 5: Rebirth

"Listen up, little ghost, huh... Well.. This pork thigh meat is old, from now on I will teach you the exercises, everything has to listen to me. Old man Ao gnawed on the wild boar's legs, and his mouth was full of oil, and Wang Xiaochuan's mouth was watering. "Smack" The old man threw aside the leftover pork leg bones, and there was a small pile of bones not far from the old man.

"Dead old man! How can you only drink water and not eat for cultivation, I have been drinking water for three days! Are you fooling me!" Wang Xiaochuan looked at the old man gnawing on pig's trotters with a blue face, white lips and blue eyes. The old man, Wang, picked up a pig's thigh and walked up to Wang Xiaochuan, shaking his blue eyes. "Hehe, if you don't believe the old man, I'll give you something to eat, but don't ask me to teach you anything. Wang Xiaochuan looked at the meat in front of him and swallowed his saliva, and slowly raised his right hand. "Smack!" With a loud ear, Wang Xiaochuan got up and touched his right cheek and walked outside the stone room.

"Hey, hey, red-haired imp, clean up this pile of bones. Wang Xiaochuan turned around and looked at him with a fierce look, the old man didn't care about the murderous gaze, and happily picked up the pork on the grill and sent it to his mouth. After packing the pile of leftover bones into a leather bag sewn from the peeled wild boar skin, Wang Xiaochuan carried it outside the stone room. "The little ghost has good concentration. Old man Ao, who was feasting, looked up at Wang Xiaochuan, and did not stop moving in his hand and mouth. "Hiccup..... Old man Ao burped after eating the last piece of meat, and lay down with his hands as a pillow.

"Coo, squeak. "Longbei Mountain has lost the hustle and bustle of the day at night, and only the insects and warblers can be heard at night in the quiet night. "Shasha" Wang Xiaochuan walked out of the grass with a leather bag, a moonlight shone through the leaves on Wang Xiaochuan's face, and he tried to look up at the moon in the sky through the leaves of the towering tree. Suddenly, Wang Xiaochuan ran up with the bag, and the faster he ran, the faster he ran, the scenery around him changed rapidly, "Whew, whew..." Wang Xiaochuan gasped and ran to the edge of a cliff.

A full moon hung in the sky, and clouds swirled around it to emit a soft moonlight. Wang Xiaochuan lay down with his hands on the pillow, looking at the moon in the sky, the scenery in front of Wang Xiaochuan blurred, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He saw the moon reflected his mother, father, sister, and his family eating around a wooden table. The younger sister refused to eat, crying and making trouble in her mother's arms. The father had to keep pretending to be funny in front of his sister to coax her, and when the sister smiled, the mother stuffed a small spoonful of rice into her mouth. He kept giggling while holding the rice bowl at the opposite table, Wang Xiaochuan smiled, and tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes. The tears dried, and Wang Xiaochuan fell asleep under the moonlight. A breeze blew on the edge of the cliff, blowing through Wang Xiaochuan's immature face and bringing up a few strands of his hair, as if a gentle mother was caressing the cheeks of her sleeping child.

"Chirp, chirp, woo, woo" A few birdsongs began to be mixed with the cries of various animals, and Longbei Mountain, which had been quiet all night, became lively again. Wang Xiaochuan came to the bottom of a small waterfall, took off his clothes to reveal his skinny upper body, jumped into the pool under the waterfall and swam with a "plop", Wang Xiaochuan floated on his back on the water, and floated for a while, "Goo~~" His stomach rang. Wang Xiaochuan lowered his head and drank a few sips of water, and his stomach finally stopped ringing, so he went ashore, put on his clothes, and walked deep into the forest. Wang Xiaochuan has followed his father up the mountain since he was a child to familiarize himself with making all kinds of ropes and rope traps, watching the little deer cub being hung in the air and constantly screaming and struggling, Wang Xiaochuan stepped forward to cut the rope, the deer cub fell to the ground and called a few times, and ran away in panic. Wang Xiaochuan looked at the direction of the deer cub's escape, a smile on the corner of his mouth, whistled and continued to walk forward.

"Old man Ao, there is no pork to eat today, only a rabbit. Wang Xiaochuan walked into the stone room with a rabbit that had been skinned, and saw the old man still lying on the ground sleeping. So he put the rabbit on the grill and began to roast the rabbit. After a while, the rabbit's body began to sizzle with oil, and the smell of meat came to the face. Wang Xiaochuan's eyes lit up and his saliva flowed. He looked away at the old man lying on the ground with hatred, and resisted the temptation to continue flipping the rabbit. The skin of the rabbit began to burn, and the smell of meat permeated the entire stone room, and the nose of the old man lying on the ground moved. "Hehe, red-haired imp, you're finally back, I'm starving to death, old man. Old man Ao got up and looked straight at the rabbit on the grill.

"Old man Ao, I've been drinking water for three days, and I haven't eaten anything else, and I don't even have the strength to go out and find food for you if I'm hungry. When the hell did you start teaching me to cultivate? Wang Xiaochuan picked up the whole rabbit on the shelf and handed it to the old man.

"Hmm... It's a good heat.. Delicious. Old man Ao lowered his head and ate his face full of oil, shining in the light of the fire. Wang Xiaochuan saw that the old man ignored him, and after pulling out a few pieces of firewood from the fire, he sat down by the fire. "Looking at your spirit, I guess you'll have to starve for another seven days. The old man said without raising his head. Hearing this, Wang Xiaochuan's body was shocked, and his hands couldn't help clenching his fists. Old man Ao looked up at him. "If a mortal wants to cultivate immortals, he has to use countless resources to build the foundation from an early age, and then it depends on your innate qualifications and acquired efforts to decide whether you can really break away from the mortal womb and replace a mortal bone, step into the immortal path, or ..... become a god. Speaking of this, the old man paused and looked at Wang Xiaochuan with mockery. "Hey, red-haired imp, do you believe in God?"

Old man Ao's series of words made Wang Xiaochuan at a loss, so he could only shut up. The old man saw that he didn't speak, so he continued, "You have no foundation for resources since you were a child, and you don't have a big chance and adventure, so you can only live your life as a mortal in this life." But I....am your chance. After the old man finished speaking, he threw the last piece of rabbit meat in his hand into his mouth, and fell asleep.

Wang Xiaochuan looked at Ao Lao's white lips and pursed them vigorously, touched his pocket and threw a small piece of meat into the fire, and fell asleep on the wood.

The next day, Wang Xiaochuan was woken up hungry, and his stomach kept rumbling. When he got up, he ran to a stream in the forest and drank water without stopping. Wang Xiaochuan, who had drunk a stomach full of water, walked as if he heard the water in his stomach shaking. Wang Xiaochuan, who had not eaten for four days, had no strength to set up traps, and wandered outside for a long time, until dusk, when he returned to the stone room with a small rattan basket. "Old man Ao, let's eat fish today. Wang Xiaochuan skewered the fish one by one with a branch and inserted them next to the fire. "Goo-goo "Red-haired little ghost, can you still hold on?" Old man Ao walked to the fire and picked up a skewer of grilled fish and ate it.

"Old man Ao, don't underestimate the hunter's stamina. Wang Xiaochuan picked up the water bag and poured another big mouthful of water.

"Hey, hey, there's six days left, come on, little hunter. Old man Ao patted Wang Xiaochuan's shoulder with his greasy hand.

On the third day, Wang Xiaochuan dragged his weak body back to the stone room. Put a few birds on the grill.

On the fourth day, Wang Xiaochuan took out a few nests of bird eggs and came back, wrapped them in leaves and threw them into the fire.

On the fifth day, put the last wild fruit in your mouth. Old man Ao looked at Wang Xiaochuan, who was half-awake and half-asleep, and waved his hand towards the void of the fire, and a small tornado appeared, rolling up the fire and sending it out of the stone room. All that was left was a blackened ground.

On the sixth day, Wang Xiaochuan leaned against the wall with half-open eyes and weakness, his face as pale as paper.

On the seventh day, Wang Xiaochuan had fallen into a coma, and he could no longer feel any muscles on his body, and he was thin into a skeleton dressed in human skin. Old man Ao pulled him to his side and brought water to his mouth little by little.

On the eighth day, Wang Xiaochuan was lying on the ground, and his breath was extremely weak. The old man Ao on the side picked up a branch and drew two rectangles half a meter apart on the ground, and drew a line between the rectangles. After drawing the pattern, the old man pressed the palm of his hand in the middle of the two rectangular patterns! Then use your finger to cut the middle line to form two rectangular pits, connected by a thin groove in the middle. The old man patted his left wrist and cut the artery with the nail of his right hand. A drop of golden blood flowed out!

"Oops, it's been a long time since I've had such a big bleed. Old man Ao put his wrist on one of the pits, and wisps of golden blood continued to flow into the pits, and this shocking golden blood was absorbed by the ground! Looking at this small pool of blood, the old man's face was full of pain. After Wang Xiaochuan, who was lying half-dead on the ground, he made a few cuts on his body and threw it into the pool of blood.

Wang Xiaochuan, who was starved into a skin skeleton, was soaked on his back in the pool of blood and did not move, and golden blood began to rush into the wounds on Wang Xiaochuan's body frantically! The enlarged blood vessels appeared on the surface of his body and twisted them, which was really terrifying with his skin-like skull face! After the golden blood poured into his body, it began to occupy his meridians, and the blood vessels forced all the red blood he had left out of his body, and the domineering force made his meridians break! For a while, the blood pool was clearly distinguished, one red and one gold, but the bright red blood began to flow down the thin ditch next to the blood pool to another pit, and the golden blood actually repelled the blood on Wang Xiaochuan's body!

Wang Xiaochuan is worse than dead at this moment, the skin tissue of his whole body fell off into a bloody skeleton, the golden blood flowed all over his body, bursting his meridians and then reorganizing, every bone was shattered in an instant and then instantly restored, his head and heart were always on the verge of exploding. Wang Xiaochuan opened his mouth in pain but couldn't make any sound, as if an invisible force pressed him into this blood pool. As his consciousness began to blur, a mysterious force awakened him. Wang Xiaochuan can only bear this inhuman pain every moment.

"Little ghost, next time you want to faint, I won't wake you up, and you can only be reborn by bearing this pain!" Old man Ao sat casually on the edge of the blood pool and looked at Wang Xiaochuan who was struggling. As if hearing the old man's words, "pop" The blood pool is struggling I Wang Xiaochuan crushed his teeth, trying to use this method to keep himself awake!