Stone Village, the red sun falls in the west, in the afterglow of the sunset, the whole village is dyed with a layer of pale golden brilliance, the ape roars in the distance, and the large stone houses here are as sacred and peaceful as ancient temples.

The village is not very large, there are only more than 300 men, women and children combined, and the houses are made of huge stones, simple and natural.

At the head of the village, there is a huge lightning strike wood, more than ten meters in diameter, but now the only wicker on the main trunk has been hidden in the morning glow, and it has become ordinary.

At this moment, everyone in the village gathered in front of an altar in front of the lightning strike tree, and a sacred sacrifice was being carried out in earnest. Under the leadership of the patriarch Shi Yunfeng, the villagers who returned from hunting put the prey they had hunted on the altar.

The thunderbolt was a broken old willow tree, and it was clear that this willow tree was the object of their sacrifice. Now the altar is full of fierce beasts, like a small mountain, the bright red beast blood stains the boulder platform red, along the stone surface of the carving and flowing, red and gorgeous, plus the thick and long beast hair, the cold light flashing scales and the hideous giant horns, etc., shocking, there is a tragic desolation atmosphere rushing to the face.

Led by the old patriarch, the men, women, and children of Ishimura prayed together and asked for the protection of the willows, a solemn ritual that was performed every time they returned from a hunt.

The charred tree was as silent as ever, and there was no reaction, as if no sacrifice had been taken before, but many villagers knew that it had a spirit!

Finally, when the sacrifice was over, the people breathed a sigh of relief, resurfaced with joyful smiles, and began to move the carcasses of these beasts, ready to be bled and cut.

"It's been many years, and the sacrifice spirit hasn't touched an offering once, do you still need to perform a sacrifice every time?" a young man muttered uncontrollably.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" his father glared at Brass Bell with wide eyes, and picked up his fan-sized hand to beat him.

The old patriarch waved his hand, stopped it, and said softly: "The spirit of sacrifice is the spirit of our sacrifice and offering, it is important to be sincere, we treat it religiously, it will protect and bless our village." ”

The young man's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Patriarch, I am not insincere, I just feel that the sacrificial spirits don't seem to need these sacrifices, and they have never been used. ”

"It's good that my mind arrives. Shi Yunfeng patted him on the shoulder and explained attentively.

The sacrificial spirit, also known as the "spirit of sacrifice", is the abbreviation of the "spirit of sacrifice and offering" of a tribe, which guards the village and deters the fierce beasts in the wilderness.

The elders of the clan remembered that this was not the case with another sacrifice spirit from decades ago, it was a strange stone, and every time a sacrifice was offered, it would lose most of its essence blood and be absorbed by it.

Until late one night, the old willow tree came, and the strange stone chose to go away. That's how things change.

Thinking of that rainy night back then, the old patriarch was in a trance, when he was still a teenager, and he had witnessed that shocking and terrible picture with his own eyes.

In the middle of that night, lightning and thunder roared, heavy rain was majestic, the storm was violent to the extreme, the mountains were all thundered and lightning collapsed, the mountain torrent was like the sea, the fierce beasts were running wildly, and the scene was terrifying.

It was at that time that a large willow tree that reached the sky appeared in the clouds, bathed in the sea of thunder, and the lightning that swirled around the mountains was thick, and thousands of willows turned into a blazing divine chain, piercing the entire heavenly dome, as if fighting with something.

Eventually, the big willow tree snapped, blackened, and shrunk to its current size, and fell down and took root in the stone village, as the lightning disappeared and the downpour receded. That night, the strange stone that had been sacrificed and offered in the village left.

Every time he thought of it, the old patriarch's heart trembled, the old willow tree did not move its roots from other big tribes or mountains and rivers, but fell from the sky dome, and was damaged by endless thunder and lightning, and few people in the village knew.

For the first few decades, it was charred and black, without any life, as if it was completely dead, and it was not until more than a decade ago that a new green branch was extracted, and then it did not change.

"The sacrifice is over, let's start bloodletting, in addition to the blood essence, those tendons and veins and some bones are also extremely precious, don't lose the essence. ”

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng seemed to be reluctant to mention the matter of sacrificing spirits, so he quickly diverted the topic.

"Patriarch, don't worry!"

The young man in the clan sharpened his knife and began to cut the giant beast, making a sonorous sound from time to time, sparks splashed everywhere, and the bones of the giant beast were amazingly hard.

Someone had already prepared a large pottery jar to receive the blood essence that was kept in the special parts of the beast's body, which was an excellent blood tonic medicine, very rare.

Just when everyone was busy, Xiao Budian quietly left the crowd and came to Xia Yang, who was standing at the back, quietly watching this sacrifice, and asked him: "Brother Xia, I heard the patriarch grandfather say that you are a Venerable from the outside world, can you tell me about the outside world?"

"Is it from the outside world?" Xia Yang, who was quietly watching their festival, glanced at this little man when he heard this, and slowly said: "You are still young, and you may not be able to understand the affairs of the outside world now." But what I can tell you is that this world is very big, vast, and beyond this world, there is an infinite world. Remember this sentence well, and when you grow up, you will know it slowly. ”

Looking at Xiao Shi Hao's immature face, Xia Yang secretly sighed in his heart, feeling an inexplicable heaviness.

Who would have thought that such a simple and simple little point would grow into the most powerful existence in the heavens and all worlds in the future. He endured so much on that road!

Shi Hao's life can be described as the saddest life, and perhaps only during the period of living in Shicun is his most carefree time, and it is also his most beautiful memory, supporting him to keep moving forward.

Xiao Shi Hao raised his head, nodded as if he didn't understand, and then asked, "Brother Xia, what is Venerable?"

"Venerable?" Hearing this, Xia Yang smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "That's a realm of cultivation, it's not that I'm not Venerable." ”

According to the cultivation realm of this heaven and earth, it can be divided into many levels, such as moving blood, cave heaven, inscription, array, venerable, divine fire, true one, holy sacrifice, heavenly god, void path, beheading me, escape one, supreme, true immortal, immortal king, and immortal emperor, and what makes people sigh is that the person who created the cultivation system of the heaven-covering world in the future is the emperor of the desolate sky in front of him!

Comparing the system of the Heaven Covering Realm with the realm of this world, the Supreme should be equivalent to the level of the Great Emperor of the later generations, and the Red Dust Immortal is equivalent to the True Immortal, but the Heaven Covering Realm is blessed by the law of the Great Dao, and the Great Emperor can be fused with the Heavenly Heart Imprint to press ten thousand Dao together, which is not the Supreme in the perfect world, and it cannot be generalized.

As for the True Immortal and the Red Dust Immortal, it is also difficult to accurately equate it, after all, the Heaven-Covering Era is the era of the end of the law, the immortal realm is damaged, and the immortal material is limited, which is not suitable for the existence of immortals. Therefore, the emperor could not survive forever, so he could only cut himself and seal it into the immortal source, which is also the reason why there are only a few immortals.

Theoretically, the Red Dust Immortal has a higher combat power than the True Immortal, which is like a plant growing in a barren land, and a plant growing in fertile land has a stronger survival rate, and it cannot be generalized.

And what kind of existence does Xia Yang have?

Even in this perfect world that is higher than the level of the Heaven Covering World, with his strength above the Great Emperor and comparable to that of the Red Dust Immortal, he is at least at the level of a True Immortal in this realm.

But what Xia Yang followed was his own way, and the method of covering the sky was only a concurrent cultivation, so his realm was still only the Great Emperor of the Heaven Covering Realm, not a red dust immortal like the Ruthless Emperor and the Beginningless Emperor.

However, the realm is not equal to combat power, although Xia Yang is not an immortal, but in terms of strength, he is by no means below the Red Dust Immortal, and his Infinite Dao is even above the immortal after integrating multiple systems.

Even if he is now seriously injured and his combat power has been greatly reduced, it is enough to sweep the invincible opponents below the supreme, and the mere venerable is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"Isn't it Venerable?" Xiao Shi Hao's eyes were a little confused: "Cultivation realm, what is it?"

"Haha. Seeing his confused expression, Xia Yang couldn't help laughing out loud and said, "What is the cultivation realm, you will know when you really embark on the path of cultivation, as for the so-called Venerable, as long as you know, even if I am injured, I can easily blow to death in one breath!"

Perhaps he didn't know anything about the Venerable realm, Xiao Shihao didn't realize how powerful Xia Yang was, but he had heard the patriarch say that the Venerable was a very powerful existence, stronger than everyone in their village. Moreover, Xia Yang had already shown very terrifying strength when he rescued a group of their friends before, so he didn't think that Xia Yang was bragging, and he couldn't help but say in a milky voice when he heard this: "Isn't Brother Xia more powerful than Venerable?"

"Shh

Maybe it was because he looked too cute and was particularly happy, Xia Yang suddenly had the idea of teasing him, stretched out his finger and made a silent movement on the side of his mouth, and said solemnly: "It's a secret, don't tell anyone else, you know?"

"Okay, Brother Xia, don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Probably thinking that he knew some great secret, Xiao Shihao hurriedly solemnly assured him.

Then, he looked at Xia Yang hopefully and said, "Then Brother Xia, can you teach me to practice?"

"You want me to learn from me?"

Looking at his hopeful appearance, the corners of Xia Yang's mouth curled slightly: "Then you want to worship me as a teacher, are you willing?"

Seeing that he didn't directly refuse himself, Xiao Shihao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I'm willing." ”

"Okay!" Xia Yang also looked moved, as if he was surprised. If he could accept the Desolate Heaven Emperor who would suppress the heavens in the future, it would be an unexpected joy, and he would be happy to achieve the other party, and then said: "But apprenticeship is not a trivial matter, you better go and tell the patriarch and other elders first." ”

"Okay, I'll go tell the patriarch and grandpa about them. ”

Hearing his words, Xiao Shi Hao was happy, and directly turned around and ran away.