The night was dark, as always.

In the darkness, the ancient Jungnam Mountains stretch endlessly, revealing a desolation from the world.

Between the mountains and mountains, the wild beasts and poisonous insects infested from time to time, and the roaring and roaring sounds continued to sound, one after another, resounding through the sky, staging a bloody and violent legend of hegemony.

I don't know how long it took like this, in the middle of the mountain range, somewhere on the periphery of the primeval jungle tightly surrounded by dense fog, a domineering and abnormal aura suddenly dispersed, and then, the earth began to tremble, and the grass and trees shook so much that even the fog was blown away.

Immediately afterward, I saw a vague shadow slowly coming from the mist, a mountain-like thick body looming, and a pair of huge eyes the size of copper bells flashed scarlet light, greedily looking at a fire-lit village more than ten miles ahead, and quickened his pace.

From afar, you can see that this is a small village with only a few dozen families. The houses in the village are all stone houses, built along a small stream that runs out of nowhere, scattered among each other. Under the light of the bonfire at the head of the village, the small bridge and flowing water reflect each other, peaceful and quiet, completely different from the outside world, just like the appearance of a paradise on earth.

It was late at night, and apart from the vigil guards, all the houses in the village had already rested, but among the many houses, the lights of one house were still rising, and the breeze was beating gently from time to time.

In the room, the lights were dim, and an old man in a green shirt with a withered face was sitting upright under a row of shelves full of bamboo slips, holding a roll of bamboo slips that were about to fall apart, frowning slightly, and from time to time raising his hand to make annotations on the animal skin paper on the desktop.

Beside the old man, a young man of about fourteen years of age sat cross-legged on a futon, and his childish little face was dozing off with a thick look of exhaustion.

In front of the boy was a small square wooden table, on which were placed three small stoves in the shape of a pin, each with a small bowl on it, which contained different shades of water, which were boiling under the baking of the fire, constantly bubbling and bubbled, and it was about to evaporate, and the porcelain bowl was burned, but the fire did not weaken.

After a few moments, the boy finally couldn't hold on, and fell into a deep sleep on the wooden table.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but laugh dumbly, put down the bamboo slip in his hand, and gently raised his right hand, and a faint cyan air flow suddenly flowed out of his palm and landed on the three stoves, and the charcoal fire that was still in full swing cooled down in an instant.

Then, the old man pressed it in the air, and the cyan air condensed in an instant, transformed into two palms, grabbed a coat from the cabinet next to him, and gently draped it over the young man's body.

As if he felt the warmth coming from his coat, the tiredness on the young man's face was soothed. It was only then that the old man retracted his gaze with satisfaction and picked up the bamboo slip again.

However, just as the old man withdrew his gaze, a thick purple lightning bolt suddenly pierced through the sky, and a deafening and breathtaking thunder sounded immediately after.

At the same time, as if pulled by it, a thick and terrifying beast roar suddenly exploded in the village, with a sense of unruliness, mixed with a burst of shouting and scolding, breaking the quiet night of the mountain village.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain......

After the thunder, as if by some suggestion, a torrent of rain began to fall from the sky, and countless drops of rain fell from the sky and struck the earth like beans, making a dense wave of sound that in a moment overshadowed the roar and angry roar of the beast.

"The thunder is stinging, and the insects are leaving, and it seems that there will be a lot of trouble in this mountain for a while. In the room, the old man glanced up in the direction from which the voice at the entrance of the village came and muttered to himself.

"Listening to this momentum, this time it should be a second-level high-level demonic beast that broke in, which is really rare. With that, the old man withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the bamboo slip again.

Yunxi Village is surrounded by mountains, and its location is relatively private, which is a relatively rare and safe place in this dangerous Zhongnan Mountain Range. However, even so, occasionally some demonic beasts still break in by mistake, bringing some trouble to the lives of the villagers.

The old man's name is Mu Tianfu, he is not from Yunxi Village, but after entering here by chance with a young man four years ago, he felt that the people were simple and settled down, and he was respected by the residents of the village by virtue of his superb medicinal skills, and even the most noble clan elder in the village had to give him three points of courtesy.

In the past four years, there have been some things like tonight that have invaded monsters before, so the old man didn't pay much attention to it, and soon immersed himself in the content of the bamboo slips.

The night was getting deeper, and even the lights in the house were much dimmer, but the sound of the thunderstorm showed no sign of stopping, but the noise of the village and the roar of the beasts slowly subsided.

After a long time, the thunder slowly dissipated, the rain gradually became quieter, and the mountain village returned to calm, as if nothing had happened just now, and as if everything before was just a nightmare, and finally it would dissolve in the night.

"Bang Bang!"

After a while, a sharp knock suddenly came from outside the courtyard door, but a big man in a robe hurried with a lantern, and patted the brass ring on the wooden door with an anxious expression.

"Mr. Mu, it's me, the second cow in the east of the village!" Mr. Mu ......" While banging on the copper ring, the big man called eagerly.

Perhaps he heard the movement from outside the door, and when the old man in green shirt was about to get up, the handsome young man on the side suddenly woke up in a daze, sat up straight, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and looked at the dark courtyard gate with a puzzled expression.

"Uncle Erniu, why is he here?" whispered, the young man was about to get up and open the door, but the old man's hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Yiyang, it's cold outside, your illness has just stabilized, or I'll come!"

After speaking, the old man got up from his seat, opened the door gently, and the blue light on his body flowed faintly, and then he walked towards the courtyard.

Strange to say, the old man did not wear rain gear, but the raindrops seemed to deliberately avoid him, and the raindrops that fell on him bounced off him without exception after touching the blue light.

In the room, looking at the magical scene that happened to the old man, the young man's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression looked a little complicated.

This faint cyan light was no stranger to him, it was the unique brilliance that emerged when the wood attribute cultivator induced the power of the blood veins in his body.

In this world where martial arts are honored, yin and yang qi fill the entire heaven and earth, and from this derives all things in the world, which are the foundation of life and the root of all power.

As the darling of heaven and earth, human beings are blessed with a converter that can transform yin and yang qi into the power of their own bloodline from the moment they are born. Because it is located in the heart and resembles a palace, it is also called the heart palace, which is the foundation of human practice.

However, although everyone has the heart palace, their attributes are different. In addition to the relatively rare three attributes of wind, thunder, and ice, they can be roughly divided into five types: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which correspond to the power of blood with different attributes.

Of course, having a heart palace does not mean that you will be able to practice. Since everyone's heart palace is born with different degrees of occlusion, only those who successfully open the heart palace and activate the qi veins in the body can successfully attract the yin and yang qi into the body and convert it into the power of their own bloodline.

In fact, as early as two years ago, the young man successfully opened the heart palace in his body, ignited a fire attribute spirit seed in it, activated the smallest of the nine great veins in his body, and became a cultivator of the human connection realm.

Subsequently, he practiced day and night, and it took less than a year to cultivate to the realm of the tenth layer of the human connection realm, touching the threshold of the mortal pulse realm, and his future achievements can be described as limitless.

However, just a year ago, when he was full of ambition to break through the tenth layer of the Human Connections Realm and advance to the Mortal Pulse Realm, an accident suddenly happened.

When he was able to activate the mortal veins in his body, his heart palace suddenly cracked open without warning, and he was beaten back to his original form in an instant, and his cultivation fell one layer down, and from then on, he stopped at the realm of the ninth layer of the human network realm, and he could no longer advance an inch.

In addition, his heart palace sometimes suddenly changes, eating himself, if it weren't for the old man's medicinal skills, often with his own powerful bloodline power with medicinal power to warm his heart palace, at this moment he is afraid that he would have already become a waste.

While the young man was reminiscing about the past, the old man had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and after a few brief words with the big man, he turned around and returned to the house. And the big man hurried back again after the old man entered the house.

"Fu Bo, what is Uncle Erniu doing here, but do you want to call you to the doctor?" Feeling the cold wind blowing outside the door, the young man tightened his coat and asked softly.

"Hmm. A Vajra ape burst in tonight, and several of the guards were seriously injured and needed to be dealt with. As he spoke, the old man began to put some medicinal herbs and small jade bottles into the medicine box.

"Are there many injured people?do you need me to help?" The young man's name is Mu Yiyang, he has been with the old man since he was a child, although he is young, he has won the true inheritance of the old man, although he has not yet been a teacher, but he has long been able to take charge of himself, if it is not for incurable diseases, most of the patients in the village are received by him on weekdays. Now that the village patrol is injured, he is naturally duty-bound.

"Why, did you start to dislike you before you left the school?" After cleaning up, the old man put the medicine box on his back and said with a smile.

"Of course not, don't you know how many pounds and taels I have? Isn't this just thinking about going over to give your old man a hand!" Seeing that the old man was ready, the young man hurriedly put on his coat, took out the coat hanging on the wall, and was about to walk outside.

"Okay! I don't know your little bit of caution? Don't you just want to take this opportunity to find Chang Chen and Chang Wei's two stinky boys? When your injuries are completely stabilized, you can go wherever you want, and you can honestly stay at home for me these days to practice fire control!"

"Fauber, my injuries are already fine, don't you think I'm alive now? You just let me go over and have a look! I've been in the house for more than half a month, and I'm about to get sick from my internal injuries. Rejected by the old man, the young man still did not give up.

"Do you really want to go out like that?" As soon as he walked to the door of the room, he saw the young man approaching him, and the old man turned his head and looked at him meaningfully and said.

"Didn't you ask knowingly!" the young man replied with a wry smile.

"It's not impossible to get out, as long as you can use your soul power to successfully evaporate the water on the three furnaces at the same time within three days, everything will be easy to say at that time. As he spoke, the smile on the old man's face became even stronger.

"That's what you said, and you can't go back on it when the time comes. As if he hadn't noticed the look on the old man's face, the young man said excitedly.

"That's nature. With that, the old man turned away with a smile and looked like a young man.