More than 3,700 years after Emperor Dawu shattered the Star Road.

A remote village in the northern region of the Four Pole Continents. Gulan Village is located between the Eastern Holy Kingdom and the Te Lan Country, which are separated from each other by the 13,000-mile Te Lan Mountains at the east and west ends, and have been facing each other for thousands of years.

Due to the special location of the environment, the soil at the foot of the Telan Mountains has been dry for many years, and it is difficult for the seeds to survive, except for the villagers who have lived here for many years and hunted in the mountains, there are few outsiders who pass by.

At noon, on a scorching summer day, the scorching sun fell early on the village.

Pedestrians hurried past and avoided the house.

There is a small wooden house next to the entrance of the village, and the sound of storytelling is heard from time to time, accompanied by the laughter of children like silver bells.

It was a group of bare-bottomed children of three or five years old, surrounded by an old man with bearded hair, with their chin bent on the bench in earnest.

I saw the half-white-bearded storyteller, dancing with his left hand, slapping his right hand over his head, and stepping forward with his eyes fixedly and dripping: "Demon beast, look at the sword." ”

Every time the story is told to highlight the highlights, it will bring out the children's bursts of wonder and hippie sounds.

"Whew!"

“...... Whew!"

A hearty sweet sound sounded in the wooden building at an inopportune time, getting heavier and heavier.

"Grandpa, looking for my brother, he is about to wake up again. ”

The child pointed to the corner and said loudly.

It seems that they are accustomed to taking it as usual, and they silently recite the three numbers in their hearts.

"One. ”

"II. ”

In the corner of the hut, lying with his back to the plank, was a teenager.

His chest heaved as if he were sleeping.

Lingering back and forth between dreams and reality, the cries kept ringing.

The bare skin under the coarse linen clothes is thick and dark, as if it has been under the scorching sun for many years and has been poisoned by the sun.

"Three!" the children muttered.

He rolled over, naturally sober.

Facing the old man, he got up and said, "Nian Lao, your story should be changed." He walked straight to the hut, straightened his waist, and took a big breath of fresh air.

Without waiting for the old man who was called by the young man to miss the old man's reaction, he strode straight away outside Gulan Village.

It's still a daily habit for him, and even his sleep time is imprinted into it.

Seeing the black-skinned young man walk out of the village, the bearded old man began again, and his story was still unfinished.

Ringing in the cabin.

"Grandpa, grandpa, where is he going every day?"

The slightly older fart among the bear children couldn't help but be curious every day, and pulled the old man's clothes and legs, so he asked.

The old man's expression darkened slightly, and he paused, but still did not answer.

After sending the little kids home, he sat back alone in front of the hut and remembered a day thirteen years ago.

That was his experience in the village of Guran.

......

Outside the village of Guran.

On the stone road outside the village, a yellow fir boy is running fast on the potholed stone road.

Judging by the speed at which it runs, it is not far behind the hunters in the Guran village.

The yellow-shirted young man was Nian Xun who had just walked out of the wooden house at the entrance of the village, and Nian was called by the old man, and the name was also given to him by the old man.

Since I can remember, Nian Xun has also asked the old man why he chose this name for himself, and the old man in his memory always replied with a natural appearance.

"When I picked you up outside Gulan Village, I naturally took you back to Gulan Village to find your biological parents. What the old man said, Nian Xun at that time was also convinced.

Until Nian Xun's tenth birthday, the old man was so happy that he drank a few more cups of greed.

From the few words he confided after drinking, Nian Xun found that the old man had too many secrets that he couldn't understand.

In his drunken words, he mentioned interesting anecdotes about the Four Poles Continent.

At that time, it was as if a small vault had been opened, filled with all curiosity.

Under the constant questioning, the old man said.

There is a group of people on the continent who are born with unique gifts. They have the ability to sense with the sea of stars, and comprehend their own star power from it.

He turned star power into a source of power and was called a 'star warrior.' ’

And the children in the big city have honed their physique since they were young, just to have a greater chance when they are attracted to the stars.

These drunken words have become the longing for the birthday of the tenth year!

Before I knew it, I had come to the foot of the Extrablue Forest.

The fragrance of trees and flowers is blowing in the nose, birds and cicadas are singing, and natural music is played.

The villagers of Gulan live by the mountains.

The blue forest in front of you is the treasure that the Gulan villagers rely on to survive.

Thirteen years ago, the family of Widow Zhang in the village once accompanied outsiders into the deepest part of the forest for a star coin.

A group of more than ten people was the last one who couldn't come out, and according to the old people in the village, they were eaten by demon beasts.

Since then, no one in the Gulan has dared to go deep into the forest to hunt.

Quickly shuttling through the forest all the way, Nian Xun continued to move deeper into the forest without stopping.

......

One afternoon three years ago, it was also the year of Nian Xun's 10th birthday.

Nian Xun came out of Zhao Daniu's house very depressed.

He wanted to go up to the mountains to hunt, but he couldn't get the consent of Da Niu's father.

Before the door, Uncle Zhao still kept praising that Lao Nian's family was a good boy.

But disagree or disagree.

Whenever he thought of the story that the old man told after drinking, Nian Xun secretly swore an oath: "Although I can't become a star warrior like them, I still won't temper less than them." ”

I also have a way to polish myself, and the best way to exercise is of course to go up to the mountains every day to hunt like the hunters in the village.

That's what he took for granted.

Porcupines are one of the most common game meats in the Gulan villagers, not only because of their meaty qualities, but also because they run much slower in the forest than other wild animals in the mountains, making them the preferred targets of hunters.

When playing with Da Niu, he also heard about his father Zhao Dali's past, who had dealt with several porcupines at the same time alone.

One afternoon, which had been thinking about it for a long time, Nian Xun looked at his equipment with a serious face.

It was a rusty knife less than three inches long, and half a quiche caught in the inner layer of the garment.

"Now that you're ready, it's better to choose today. Nian Xun thought to himself, "This is the beginning of the first day of training. ”

After thinking about it, he still owed it to him, and then he thought: "If you really can't do it today, you should go to the mountains and see it." With a long sigh of relief, Nian Xun dispelled the idea of retreating, and went with his whole body armed.

On the branch of a large tree at the foot of the Te Blue Forest, a young man stood on tiptoe and looked strangely from the tree.

Although it is the branch of a large tree, it is much thicker than the thighs of the boy standing on its branch.

It's been a while since Nianxun came to the Telan Forest, and he thought that the prey would rush out to meet him soon. But after walking for a long time, he never saw the slightest trace of prey, and he didn't know whether it was his luck or misfortune.

Nian Xun climbed the tree to look, and what else could he see when he stood high.

Not long after Nian Xun climbed the tree, seven pairs of green pupils appeared in the grass pile at some point, looking at them with a ghostly light.

Beneath the green pupils is a very exaggerated large nostril, which occupies most of the face, and it is very strange, and bursts of rough air gush from within.

If it weren't the big bull who was asking him, but the other adults in the village, he would have told him that porcupines like to live in groups, have great strength, and are timid by nature.

It's not just that it has a lot of flesh on it and it's slow.

My legs began to feel soreness at some point, and Nian Xun kept shaking and swaying, feeling that he might fall at any time.

"Whew......" A rough breath came from his nostrils, and he carefully squatted down: "It's impossible to beat, if the legs no longer obey the call, then it's really over." He kept admonishing himself.

Forcefully told him in his heart that it would be fine, that it would be fine, and when he didn't feel the moment he was most afraid, he mustered up all his strength and jumped towards the porcupine's reverse mission.

The moment it fell, the tension that could no longer be restrained in his heart rolled along the inertia, and he ran quickly forward without looking back, and the group of porcupines behind him gave out angry colors and rolled their clumsy bodies at the same time.

The scorching sun at noon had already been reflected in the forest, and the shadows of the trees were stretched slender, but in this shadow, some different figures appeared.

"Hmph...!"

"Humph!"

...

Nian Xun only cared about running, and he didn't know how long he had been running for his life, and he only heard the sound of wind and insects around him, and there was no other sound coming.

The porcupines disappeared somewhere!

It's a strange place, and he may be lost!

Leaning over to sit on a broken branch, panting for breath, he realized that all the equipment on his body had been lost.

The knife was still attracting the attention of the porcupines when he jumped off the tree, and he was going to find it on the way back, but unfortunately the half of the quiche in his clothes was not sure if it could be recovered.