The parrot flew away and quickly disappeared into the dense forest deep in the mountains.

"Thank you, big parrot, I'm sure I'll come back to see you in the future......"

Hao Hongliang had some nostalgia for the big parrot, muttering in his mouth while carrying the big bag and continuing to walk down the mountain.

The trails in the mountains are bumpy, but much better than no roads at all. When it was dark, Hao Hongliang came to the foot of the mountain. After replenishing some food and water again, we walked towards a small, lighted village.

"Robbery!"

Suddenly, two black figures appeared on the mountain path.

Hao Hongliang was shocked, quickly drew his sword in his hand, and pointed forward. He fixed his eyes and saw that there were two masked strong men in black coming from the opposite side, just blocking his way down the mountain.

"Leave the money and you'll be able to walk. ”

The masked strong man was disdainful of the sword in Hao Hongliang's hand, and one of them said coldly to him as he walked over with a big stab.

Hao Hongliang was very nervous. I knew that I had encountered bandits.

The cultivation of the other two is the third layer of the heaven-level, although they hold the sword in their hands, they don't have a trace of cultivation and skill, they can't run, they can't fight, they can't fight, they are not people's opponents at all.

So, Hao Hongliang threw the sword to the ground very familiarly, obediently raised his hands, and said to them pretending to be timid:

"Two big brothers, I'm passing through here, and I don't have any money. ”

"Bring that big bag. We can already see that there is not only food and water, but also a few hedrons. ”

The masked strong man who came over said sharply to Hao Hongliang. He had already seen that Hao Hongliang had nothing of value on him, including that sword, which was a very ordinary thing. I only saw that the big bag contained not only a lot of food and water, but also a few hedrons.

Food and water are not very valuable here, but hedron is. In this place, spars are very scarce and valuable, and a spar is enough to become a local tycoon, and it is worth robbers.

"Get out!"

Another strong man also walked over. He raised his foot and kicked Hao Hongliang to the ground, snatching the ordinary big bag of animal skins.

In fact, Hao Hongliang still has a piece of animal skin and a tooth-like pendant hanging on his chest.

The animal skin is like a small pocket to protect the chest, which is the high-level space storage bag prepared for him by the colorful phoenix and the Rui Beast Qilin, and the beast tooth-like pendant is a token given to him by the Rui Beast Qilin.

These two things are much more useful than the ordinary big bag of animal skins. It's a pity that the two strong men only have a heaven-level third-level cultivation, they don't know the goods, and they don't take a closer look, they only regard it as an ordinary animal skin pocket and an ordinary animal tooth pendant. For these, they don't look at it at all.

In fact, the storage bags made by the Colorful Phoenix himself, not to mention that they are only the cultivation of the third layer of the heavenly level, even the cultivation of the tenth layer of the heavenly level cannot be seen. That beast tooth pendant was even more unrecognizable to ordinary cultivators.

It's really a tiger falling into Pingchuan being bullied by dogs, and the downhill phoenix is not as good as a chicken!

Hao Hongliang was kicked over by the man. His chest burned with rage, he had been bullied like this, and on a whim, he grabbed the sword on the ground and was about to go forward and fight hard.

"It's useless. ”

The masked strong man behind him slapped a palm in the air, and there was a black gas mixed in the palm wind, which quickly rotated into a cone and rushed towards Hao Hongliang's chest.

If there is cultivation in the body, Hao Hongliang can easily dodge this palm, even if he can't dodge, he can resist with his own strength.

But now, he can't do it, his own cultivation and skills are completely gone, and his actions are also greatly restricted, so he can only watch the spinning palm wind fall on his chest.

"Ahh

Hao Hongliang was slapped to the ground by the strength of the palm wind. This palm didn't seem to have much power, and the light and fluttering energy fell on Hao Hongliang's chest, like a breeze blowing on his face. But he immediately felt the blood in his chest surging and the pain was incomparable.

"Haha...... , call it a day, and leave. ”

Maybe it's because he doesn't care about this young man who doesn't have a trace of cultivation, or maybe it's because he doesn't want to waste his hands and feet, or maybe it's because he is too confident.

The masked man thought that this ordinary young man would definitely die if he was slapped by himself, and that he would not live long if he struggled again, and that he would die completely soon.

So, neither of them did it again. Leaving Hao Hongliang who fell to the ground, he picked up the big bag containing food and spars, laughed and walked away.

Poor Hao Hongliang. In the real world and the nether realm, he is the pride of heaven who can be called the first person in the world, and he is nothing here. Not only was he robbed by someone with a dry stare, but he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist, but he was also slapped on the ground by someone, which was really embarrassing.

The mountain trails are silent at night. Because of the blockage of the handmade storage bag made by the colorful phoenix on his chest, the masked strong man's palm wind was mostly consumed. Therefore, Hao Hongliang was not as bad as the two masked strong men thought.

Hao Hongliang did not die, but the sharp pain in the chest of the strong ninja, and he stood up tenaciously with the sword.

Looking at the village with lights, Hao Hongliang had hope in his heart again. He gritted his teeth and slowly moved forward, thinking in his mind what to do next.

In this upper realm, Hao Hongliang's cultivation and skill at the tenth-layer peak of the heaven-level were completely ineffective. To put it bluntly, it's not as good as a piece of waste paper, at most it's half a brick knocking on the door.

Right now, the food and water used to save his life are gone, and although the storage bag made by the colorful phoenix on his chest is still there, he doesn't know when he will be able to open it.

Fortunately, he still has a sharp sword in his hand, at least he can strengthen his courage.

It's still a long way from the village where the lights are on. The hunger pang hit again, and Hao Hongliang did not dare to eat the grass and fruits on the trees on the roadside, nor did he dare to casually quote the water from the creek and pond.

There was no other way but to grit his teeth, endure the pain and hunger, and with only his own perseverance, stumble, roll and crawl slowly towards the village in front of him.

It's not a big village. There is an ancient ancestral hall at the entrance of the village, and there is a large open space in front of the ancestral hall, which seems to be a square used by the villagers for gathering.

The center of the square is a blazing bonfire, crowded and lively. Hao Hongliang saw hope and stumbled towards the square in front of the ancestral hall

Today is a young man in the village marrying his wife for a happy event, a group of adults are gathering in the square in front of the ancestral hall to prepare for the bonfire party after the wedding feast, and a group of children are laughing and playing around.

Hao Hongliang is here. He was exhausted, and he dragged his difficult steps towards this place.

The smell of food hit him, and Hao Hongliang was dizzy and fell to the ground at the edge of the square.

The bonfire of the wedding feast ended, and everyone left. A little boy came to the edge of the square to pee, and accidentally saw Hao Hongliang lying on the ground.

He hurried to call a little girl, and the two children ran to a room next to the ancestral hall, knocked on the door and called out a lame old man.

They came to Hao Hongliang's side. The lame old man reached out to probe Hao Hongliang's snort and said:

"This man has been hit by the Soul Breaker, but he is still alive. Come, let us carry him to my house. ”

The lame old man and the two children worked together to carry Hao Hongliang into the room next to the ancestral hall......

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in a small village in the Upper Realm.

When Hao Hongliang woke up, it was already the morning of the third day. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a small bed, a room that was not too big but bright and tidy.

"I was rescued. Where is this?"

Hao Hongliang recalled the incident of encountering two masked robbers before, and guessed that he was focusing on the current situation.

He was going to roll over and get out of bed to check on the situation. But when I moved a little, I felt that something was wrong, and the pain all over my body was unbearable, piercing, and beads of sweat the size of beans immediately came out of my head.

"Huh...... It's good to wake up, your injuries are not healed, but don't move. ”

A lame old man came in with a smile and a steaming bowl of medicinal soup in his hand.

This is a very kind old man, who cares about Hao Hongliang very much, and is very happy to see Hao Hongliang wake up, and he opens his big mouth and smiles happily.

The lame old man sat next to Hao Hongliang, and while holding a small spoon to feed Hao Hongliang medicine and drink, he said:

"Child, you have been hit by the Soul Breaking Palm, that is the Soul Breaking Palm of Nine Deaths! Fortunately, your physique is good, but you have only lost a little spiritual energy, and you have not lost your life, what a blessing!

Now it's okay, drink a few more bowls of medicinal soup and you'll be cured. But you can't move for the time being, so you can lie down for a few more days. Kid, you've met a robber. ”

"Yes. Thank you, sir!"

Hao Hongliang couldn't get up to salute the lame old man, so he had to nod his head and thank the old man in front of him.

"No thanks. Hurry up and drink this bowl of medicinal soup while it's hot. ”

"Okay. Hao Hongliang agreed, took the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it in one go.

"Uncle, I met two masked robbers on the mountain, they robbed me of my dry food and water, and slapped me ......"

After drinking the medicinal soup, Hao Hongliang felt that the pain had been reduced a lot, so he told the kind old man about the robbery he had encountered by two strong men with masked faces.

The old man told him that there were many robbers here, three groups of two, who specialized in robbing people from other places. The Soul Breaking Palm is one of their more vicious exercises, and those who are highly cultivated will kill the person in the middle of the palm immediately.

Hao Hongliang was lucky to be hit by this palm, and he was able to insist on coming to the village.

First, it shows that the robber's cultivation is not very high, at most he is at the second or third layer of the heavenly level;

Second, because of the obstruction of the storage bag on his chest, most of the palm wind of the masked strong man was consumed.

The third is that Hao Hongliang took the red fruit given to him by the parrot before, and the medicinal effect did not completely dissipate, canceling out part of the attack power of the Soul Breaking Palm;

Moreover, although Hao Hongliang has no cultivation and skills, his physique is still relatively strong. Otherwise, he will definitely die if he is hit by the Soul Breaker.

"Son, our village is called Niujiawo. All the people in the village have the surname Niu, and I am the fourth oldest among my peers in the family, so everyone calls me Uncle Niu.

That day, you fainted on the edge of the ancestral hall square and were found by Niu Niu and Niu Dan sisters and brothers. It was also just in time for the wedding of the clan on that day, and our patriarch was very happy. It was he who gave me the kindness to keep you and heal you......"

During the conversation, Hao Hongliang knew that Niu Sibo was a third-level cultivator at the heaven-level level. He was seriously injured in a fight and left with a permanent disability in his foot. Because of the lameness, it affected the cultivation, and the cultivation has not been able to improve anymore, and now it has reached a situation where if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Niu Sibo is an old servant of the patriarch's family. His parents died early, he never married in his life, and he had no daughters around him, and now he is responsible for managing the ancestral hall of the village. This is a room next to the ancestral hall, where he lives, that is, his home.

The house is not big and the bed is not big. Hao Hongliang estimated that the old man must have given up his bed, and he must be lying on Niu Sibo's bed.

"Kid, I can see it. You should be congenitally cultivated, but you are so old, and there is still no trace of energy on your body, it is estimated that you will be like this in the future.

There are a lot of bandits in this place. It's very dangerous for you to go out and walk around alone, so rest with me for a few more days, and I'll send you home when you're healed. ”

Niu Sibo was very sympathetic to Hao Hongliang's plight and promised to escort him home when Hao Hongliang's injuries were healed.

"Thank you, Uncle Niu! My house is on the other side of the sea, far, far away......"

Hao Hongliang had seen the sea of the Upper Realm in the skylight, it was vast and vast, and it was too big! Ordinary people couldn't pass through it at all, not to mention that Niu Sibo only had a heaven-level third-level cultivation.

He made up a story about following his brother out to experience distress: his brother is an immortal-level cultivator, and when he came here, he found a small secret realm, which he could only enter by himself. So let Hao Hongliang stay outside and wait, don't run around.

My brother has been entering that small secret realm alone for more than ten days, and he has never come out. Hao Hongliang felt very lonely, so he ran down the mountain alone to play, only to encounter two masked robbers......

The story made up by Hao Hongliang is very real, and Niu Sibo who listened to it thought it was true and sighed.

"Son, I'll talk to the patriarch later, and let you stay longer. In the past few days, let's pay more attention to the situation outside, maybe your brother will come out of the small secret realm, and when he sees that you are not waiting in the same place, he will look everywhere, and maybe he will also look for here.

If not, when your injuries are healed, I will ask the patriarch for a few days off and take you up the mountain, and we will go to that secret realm to find your brother together. ”

In this way, Hao Hongliang temporarily lived here with Niu Sibo.

(To be continued.) ）

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