The next morning, the sun was shining, there was no wind and light snow. The smoke from the small building resembles a slender and towering birch, and the treetops rise straight into the sky and blend into the white clouds.

The yellow sheep in the circle are still slowly regurgitating, the sun has driven away the cold of the winter night, and the layer of hoarfrost on the big yellow dog has just turned into white dew, and soon it has turned into a light white mist.

Tang Ruiyi's biological clock rarely worked, and it wasn't until the end of school at nine o'clock that he woke him up, and he still shivered when he lifted the warm quilt.

Get dressed, chop wood to boil water, wash your face and brush your teeth, there is no running water in an old house like this, and you have to boil your own water for bathing and drinking.

The old man Saihan had already gotten up, and after sweeping away the snow in front of the door, he squatted next to the stone lion and smoked, and the big yellow dog lay quietly in the earthen wall and grass circle, lazily not wanting to move.

I got up too late and missed breakfast, Tang Ruiyi was cold and hungry at the moment, and he went to the kitchen to find something to eat with trembling all over his body, only a few bags left from last night, so he simply gnawed on the sacs with hot water.

When the old man walked in after smoking, he was trembling when he saw his appearance, scolding and distressed, saying that eating overnight sacs hurt his stomach, although there was no such thing as hurting his stomach with his physique, Tang Ruiyi still felt very moved, listening to the old man's chatter, he found a long-lost sense of familiarity, which reminded him of his grandfather who had passed away.

The old man pulled him to the dining room and served a plate of food like tofu from the cupboard, the old man told Tang Ruiyi that this is called milk food, don't look at it is not amazing, ordinary people can't eat it if they want to.

Many people are not accustomed to eating this kind of milk, on the one hand, they are not accustomed to replacing rice with milk, and more importantly, the production process of milk is very complex and difficult to preserve, and few outsiders can usually get fresh milk.

After all, no one wants to get up at three o'clock in the morning, squeeze the milk for four or five hours, and then slowly pound the fermented yogurt in the yogurt bucket with a tamper without stopping, and even more than to wait until five or six o'clock in the afternoon when the cow comes home, and then milk for another three or four hours, as well as a series of troublesome manual labor such as boiling, pressing, cutting, and drying the next day.

Tang Ruiyi carefully scooped a spoonful of milk in his mouth, the restrained milk fragrance was released after touching the saliva, and the slippery and soft taste conquered his taste buds in an instant.

The little Galu in his arms seemed to be awakened by the scent, and he shook his little nose and babbled, as if he wanted to speak.

The first time he fed Xiao Galu milk porridge, he was still worried that the dragon would not eat milk, and milk would not be a real meat dish after all.

But soon he found that his worries were unnecessary, and to his surprise, when he put the small strip of milk in front of little Garu, he did not hesitate in the slightest, and tore off a piece of it to gobble it up, panting with excitement, humming as he ate, until he had eaten up the small half of the milk and licked it clean.

Tang Ruiyi never thought that the dragon could also eat milk, and the well-fed little Galu climbed onto his shoulder along his clothes, and refused to come down no matter how he shook it, so he simply didn't care about it and let it play.

After solving the problem of breakfast, the old man Saihan asked him to go to the countryside to load feed for him.

The feed factory is provided by a gentry, which is the largest factory in the local area, and the feed used to feed livestock in several nearby pastures is taken from there.

Tang Ruiyi and another shepherd's buddy rode down the road to the countryside on a diesel tractor with Iron Grunt.

The guy who went with Tang Ruiyi was called Liu Tong, this guy showed a gentle and shy temperament when he had outsiders, and he blushed when he saw people talking, but he was very sullen in private, and he was dragged to discuss some inappropriate issues for children more than once. (Ahem, I won't describe that too much, you know.) ）

At this time, when they arrived at the factory, several workers who specialized in forking grass had become accustomed to it, and they were allowed to go without looking at the familiar tractor.

A small foreman with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks on the field was urging with a loudspeaker, and after the price was negotiated, he asked Tang Ruiyi if he had any change, he couldn't find it, if not, he would find it next time, that indifferent look was lying at first glance.

In fact, this kind of thing is very common, it is nothing more than bullying the new guy, as an old fritter who has worked for decades, he has already seen Tang Ruiyi's face, and he will deny it next time.

The guy lost his money, and he didn't dare to make a noise everywhere, and finally made a dumb person who ate Coptis bitter and couldn't explain the end.

Liu Tong was also on the side, persuading him to hurry up and pay the money.

Tang Ruiyi smiled, didn't speak, turned around and left directly, without dragging the mud and water at all, leaving the contractor and Liu Tong with a stunned face, the white foreman wanted to catch up but it was too late, the tractor had already started and carried Tang Ruiyi on the road.

When he returned to the mutton restaurant and told the truth, the old man smiled and comforted him and said that it was okay, and when he went to buy feed a few days later, he found that the contractor was gone, replaced by an old herdsman with purple skin and good talk.

As for a beggar with a sharp beak and cheeks on the street a few years later, he had long forgotten about it.

Time passed day by day, Tang Ruiyi gradually adapted to the life of working in the mutton restaurant, the weather gradually became colder, and the number of guests who came one after another also increased, and the staple food changed from mutton milk to all kinds of noodles, millet, fried rice and all kinds of rice: Yangzhou fried rice, beef knife cut noodles, steamed buns, xiaolongbao and so on.

Xiao Galu, who is used to eating milk, can't see milk all of a sudden, and immediately can't stand it, so Tang Ruiyi has to get up at four o'clock every day to make food for it, every time the old man sees Xiao Galu, he smiles and uses fragrant milk skin sugar to mix fried rice to gag its mouth, which makes Tang Ruiyi very embarrassed.

It is worth mentioning that the little Galu grows as fast as the grass in spring. A few days ago, I was able to open my eyes, the light brown and yellow eyes flashed with an amber-like sheen, and it was pleasing to the eye, when a few beautiful female customers came to eat, it was cute and coquettish, and when the girls were cute, their eyes were turned into love, and they rubbed on people's chests, and from time to time they showed a look of lust, it seems that the dragon's nature is really a wise saying! At this time, Tang Ruiyi wanted to yell loudly: Let go of it and let me come!

Song Qingxuan and Wang Xinyi also came to see him halfway, but after a few times, Wang Xinyi gradually stopped coming, and it is said that he was busy falling in love with a rich second generation.

However, Song Qingxuan pestered him with a bunch of delicious food every time, and then asked questions about space theory in a roundabout way, and the old man's eyes looked at him more and more strangely, and finally he was really impatient to be asked, so he simply threw out a few special phenomena when he shuttled through space for her to ponder, and the world was finally quiet.

Tang Ruiyi's usual work is only to feed the sheepfold in addition to entertaining rare guests, it seems that making the old man happy is his main business, it can be seen that the old man is actually very lonely and longs for someone to accompany him, he also asked the old man where his relatives have gone, but the old man is reluctant to say more, and he is not the kind of person who likes to explore privacy, this matter is put on hold, but he is more and more addicted to this carefree life, how good it would be to live like this for the rest of his life.

But for the sake of the dead Martin, and for the burning ambition in his heart, the other world, he will definitely go back, he knows very well that it is not possible to sit on an empty mountain, so he asked for advice on Mongolian wrestling skills.

............

Half a month later, in the spacious yard.

In front of the old locust tree full of sandbags, a shirtless young man is hitting the sandbags hard, and the wonderful thing is that every time the sandbags are knocked away, the distance is like being measured by a ruler, no more, no less.

Next to him was an old man lying on a recliner, the old man took a sip of milk tea and said slowly: "Your basic skills have been almost practiced, and the next thing is the kung fu of the water mill." ”

The young man did not speak, but gave a fist salute.

The old man saw it in his eyes and nodded slightly, showing a look of appreciation.

"There are only four words in Mongolian wrestling, fast, accurate, ruthless, and steady, and you have done it. ”

"Ruthlessness is to be exercised in actual combat, and fast is the rhythm of thinking that requires the body to keep up, which involves the secret of our lineage, so before passing it on to you, I hope you can swear never to pass it on. ”

The young man is naturally Tang Ruiyi, he raised his hands above his head, solemnly and solemnly swore to the black wolf god, the Manchus and Daur, Oroqen, Evenki some shamans all revere the black wolf god, they think that it is brave and invincible, jealous and hateful evil to eliminate evil and drive away violence, is the nemesis of all sinister, treacherous, and violent monsters at night, so the oath to the black wolf god must be fulfilled, otherwise there will always be punishment in the underworld.

After swearing to the black wolf god, the last trace of vigilance in the old man's eyes gradually dissipated, he got up and asked Tang Ruiyi to come with him.

Tang Ruiyi got up and walked forward, and followed the old man into a quaint and dark room, judging from the dust on the ground, no one had been here for a long time.

The room was empty, except for the four figures painted with cinnabar on the four walls, each with different postures, and the coordination of hands and legs posed in four completely different styles: soft, strong, heavy, and light, and when mixed together, it revealed a hint of Zen.

Tang Ruiyi has a good memory, and he probably remembered it after watching it again and imitating it.

The old man took out a futon and motioned for him to sit cross-legged, and as soon as he sat down, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

"Hold your breath and concentrate on mimicking those poses. The old man's voice seemed to come from far away.

Tang Ruiyi slowly danced his body with the posture that appeared in his mind, and it was strange to say that his limbs began to swing on their own, as if they did not belong to him, and the repeated drills made him remember this feeling more and more deeply.

Kindness is like water, virtue is loaded, and the water of yin and yang carp and heaven and earth is transformed.

Poisonous flames, silver fireworks, and burning the sun of the nine heavens and falling on the nine netherworlds.

The wind and rain are obscure, chasing the wind and shadows, and the smoke is empty.

The earth-shaped remains, the soil trickle, the town has been prosperous through the ages.

An inexplicable murmur seemed to travel through the distance between space and time into his ears, making his body and mind ethereal, as if removing distracting thoughts, and the whole person turned into a god of heaven and earth as omnipotent.

I am the Lord of Heaven and Earth! Who can be the enemy of me? Everywhere I can see, I am not my Lord, and everything must be surrendered to me!

No, what a shit, what a god, the true gods will all be reduced to ashes before my army of millions!

At this moment, Tang Ruiyi felt as if there were two villains fighting between heaven and man in his mind, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he broke away from the illusion with a low sigh, and found that he was already sweating profusely.

Just when he was glad that he was strong enough, the skill bar on the retina jumped suddenly, and an icon slowly appeared: [Unknown Secret Biography I (self-study): Increase the attack power of melee combat by 10%, and the current proficiency is 0/100. 】

Self-learning skills? Tang Ruiyi was stunned, what do you mean, after checking the system, he realized that the self-learning system actually did not occupy the skill column! This means that he has one more skill for no reason, how can he not be excited!

At this time, the voice of the old man Saihan sounded again:

This means that you have successfully mastered the secret transmission of our vein, ———— the four elements of energy, and then as long as you meditate with the corresponding medicine, you can prolong your life and temper your body, and one day you will be able to obtain the power beyond ordinary people, this is not alarmist. ”

"This secret tradition is divided into four stages as the cultivation progresses: water, fire, earth, and qi, water represents flexibility, fire represents the amount of strength, earth represents the ability to resist blows, and qi represents the ability to dodge. ”

Tang Ruiyi continued to cultivate, a cold current rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head and then spread to his heart, every muscle fiber trembled at an extremely fast frequency in a relaxed environment, and the proficiency of Siyuan Jin gradually increased from 0 to 1 point.

An hour passed quickly, and the old man stood by and waited until Tang Ruiyi finished cultivating, he stood up and kowtowed a few respectfully in front of the old man: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Old man Saihan pretended to be very angry, blew his beard and glared at me, and then told me, "Who told you to call me master!"

Tang Ruiyi smiled and said, "You teach me so many things, why don't you call your master?"

The old man interrupted him on the spot: "If you say that you are not allowed to call, you are not allowed to call, you can call me Grandpa in the future, lest you use those three-legged cat skills to ruin my reputation." ”

Then he looked at Tang Ruiyi, pointed to the bowl rack and said, "Go and pour me a cup of tea, I'll bury my hands, don't be too lazy to do it." ”

Tang Ruiyi respectfully grabbed four or five pieces and put them in the cup, picked up the thermos again, and poured a bowl full of milk tea.

The old man sighed and said, "Originally, I was going to bring this thing to the coffin, but who would have thought that I would be able to cheapen your Han son when I saw the novelty of hunting, which is really a trick!"

"Aren't Han and Mongolian people all human beings? What is the difference? Martial arts are only divided into ideas and not races, aren't they?" Tang Ruiyi said with a smile.

The old man shook his head helplessly, "Hey, you...... Now is a society governed by the rule of law, martial arts or something has long since declined, and many people can't stop a bullet in the end after a lifetime of hard work, hey. ”

The old man sighed again, Tang Ruiyi was kicked out by the old man without hearing the next words, as soon as he opened the door, Xiao Galu, who had long been familiar with him, pounced, put his two front paws on his shoulders, licked his chin, wagged his tail desperately, and asked him for something to eat.

He took out half a basin of leftover meat and bones from his bag and poured it into it, and it lay down on the spot, holding one end of the bone with its two paws, chewing it on its side and clicking hard, and then swallowed all the bones and marrow.

"It's only been a few months, and it's been a big change. He tried to stuff little Garu into his pocket, and the little guy tried very hard, but he always showed his legs outside, and had no choice but to give up.

For half a month, the old man has been teaching him Mongolian wrestling, in addition to the basic style, more about the use of skills, and today he finally reached the graduation standard.

And little Galu's body bones are urged, and he always eats with a round belly, like a little Maitreya with eyebrows and eyes, and it is really more vigorous than the mushrooms in autumn, and its body length has exceeded half of the nose of the big yellow dog.

"The next thing is to make money, and then figure out if the way to top up diamonds with money will work. ”

Looking at Xiao Galu, who was still looking at him, Tang Ruiyi shook his head and focused on the system, when the newly bought phone in his pocket suddenly rang:

"Hey, Tang Ruiyi, it's my birthday party next month, are you coming?" Song Qingxuan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Next month, I'm sorry, I'm going back to my hometown for the New Year, and I may not be able to catch up with the time. ”

Tang Ruiyi was thinking about making money, and suddenly heard Song Qingxuan ask, his expression was a little abrupt.

"You know, my hometown is far away from here, and it's a long train ride......"

"Well, I know, our classmates, along with a few of my good friends from junior high school, as well as Wang Xinyi and his new boyfriend, are preparing to have a grand bonfire banquet. Song Qingxuan replied while combing his hair in the dormitory.

"Where's your mom and dad?"

"They have been living out of town and rarely come back. ”

"That's the case......" Tang Ruiyi shook his head speechlessly.

"So are you coming?" asked Song Qingxuan tentatively.

"Look at the time, I'll go when I have time. Tang Ruiyi replied casually. "I still have something to do, so hang up first. ”

"Then whatever you want, whether you want to come or not, if you don't come!" Song Qingxuan snorted and hung up the phone with a bang.

Tang Ruiyi smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Before I crossed over, everyone looked down on me as a dick, now." ”

Dispel the distractions in his mind, and his attention is once again focused on the system.

"Grandpa Saihan's wrestling skills have reached a level of supernatural perfection, but he can't show it due to his physical fitness. ”

"In this way, level III is not the limit, and the skills in the game are only level three at most, but I have entered the misunderstanding of thinking, but I don't know if the subsequent upgrade will require more skill points. ”

Tang Ruiyi pondered carefully, if he could really keep upgrading, then the preciousness of skill points would be self-evident.

"Maybe you can give it a try. ”

His gaze fell on the icon of swordsmanship.

The icon jumped slowly, jumping directly from III to IV, and suddenly, Tang Ruiyi was numb, only to feel that the stars in the sky connected his body, and the rhythm of his heartbeat also became slow and rhythmic.

He felt like he was soaking in warm hot water, unable to exert any strength, but his spirit was in a state of extreme excitement.

This state lasted for more than ten seconds before stopping, Tang Ruiyi looked at the attribute column again, and the original icon of the iron sword had become a blurred chaos at this moment.

[Your swordsmanship has reached level III, and you need two skill points to improve again, yes/no.] 】

Sure enough, as the skill level increases, so does the difficulty.

He clicked it casually, and as soon as he finished it, he felt his whole body swell, as if there were countless small needles poking at his body, and vaguely he could even hear the crisp sound of something breaking.

The flow of blood, the beating of the heart, and the squeezing of the lungs caused by breathing, Tang Ruiyi only felt as if he had an extra feeling, a kind of control over his body that he had never had.

Syllable!

There was a soft thud. Tang Ruiyi was stunned to see that the swordsmanship icon was split into three pieces.

[After thousands of tempering day and night, your swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle, and now it's time to move to a higher level!

[Branch A Desert Swordsmanship: When attacking, there is a chance to summon a desert guard to fight for you.] 】

[Branch B Force Swordsmanship: The attack comes with a tremor cutting effect, dealing massive damage to enemies without armor protection.] 】

[Branch C White Wolf Swordsmanship: After killing enemies, the bloodthirsty effect is obtained, and each layer of the bloodthirsty effect increases the attack power by one point, stacking up to five stacks for ten minutes. 】

The split of swordsmanship gave Tang Ruiyi a headache, and he almost gritted his teeth and chose option B.

Then an even stronger feeling of swelling came out of his head, and he could barely stand still, leaning against the wall to barely hold his body, but fortunately no one around him noticed him, only a big yellow dog that kept barking, and its eyes were slightly hairy and stood up, as if it had encountered some natural predator.

He felt an invisible energy open up a portion of his body's potential, permeating from the internal organs, through the bones, through the muscles, through the skin, and finally condensed on the palms of his hands.

Leaning against the wall, Tang Ruiyi rubbed his temples, feeling as weird as if he had an extra hand.

"It's a strange feeling. ”

He straightened up, feeling his whole body lighter, no, I should say he was floating.

"The Force! It's really the kind of Force from Star Wars!"

He didn't stop, carefully manipulating this force, this force is still very small, it can be done by holding one, but it is very reluctant to move.

He lifted the suspension, walked to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and let go.

The kitchen knife resurfaced the moment it fell, trembling in the air and making a piercing screech.

Unlike the scorching energy contained in the bloodline of the descendants of the Red Flame, the scorching energy requires a long sleep to recover once it is consumed, and this Force (let's call it the Force) recovers extremely quickly, almost as soon as it is used up.

Tang Ruiyi raised his foot and kicked the surface of the kitchen knife fiercely, shaking a circle of fine white ash, and the kitchen knife still did not move.

Then he picked up the rolling pin and struck it the kitchen knife.

Bang bang!!

In an instant, four consecutive sounds overlapped together, Tang Ruiyi stepped back again and again, his arms could barely hold the huge recoil, and the hissing sound of his footsteps quickly rubbing the ground also made people grind their teeth.

He moved his aching wrist and exhaled a white breath.

After hitting more than 20 times in a row, Tang Ruiyi finally couldn't hold on, he stopped his movements and looked at the rolling pin in his hand that was broken in two, gasping for breath, the surface of the kitchen knife was smooth and traceless, but the stability of the suspension was not as good as before, and there was a crumbling feeling.

Is that the case? An external blow will speed up the consumption of the Force, and Tang Ruiyi felt the almost depleted Force.

In that case...... Tang Ruiyi hurriedly ran to the house and took out his dysentery sword, covering the force evenly on the surface of the room, for a while, the sword blade shone brightly, and the faint blue light wave could be seen dozens of meters away, and the stainless steel iron pot turned into two halves with a slight wave, and the slash was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no flaw to see.

It's so powerful? It's really surprising that swordsmanship, which I thought was useless at the beginning, has such huge potential.