Chapter 1 The Medicine Pickers in the Mountains
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Whoosh! Whoosh!
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"Alas, meteor showers, meteor showers, it really hurts you. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood under the starry sky and looked up from afar, with a depressed face.
If it weren't for this meteor shower, he wouldn't have crossed over, let alone have a headache. He is still the same college student in the magic capital, graduated successfully, works hard, and it won't be long before he will be promoted and raised, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the peak of life, how comfortable.
"Ten thousand stars fly by, and the vicissitudes of life are gone. ”
"Divine powers, restart the emperor's road. ”
Just when the boy was thinking, every meteor crossed by, and a very ethereal sound sounded as if there was nothing, and after a while, not a single star flickered in the starry sky, and there was a dead silence.
And the countless ethereal sounds suddenly condensed and converged into a huge black hole, spinning like a whirlpool. Somehow, the boy under the night sky suddenly fell to his knees, hugged his head and screamed, very miserable.
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight slanted into the stone house and shone on the sleeping boy, and suddenly the boy opened his eyes and sat up with a bang, with a trace of sadness on his face, but immediately became resolute: "Terrible headache, strange nightmare." I don't know what the hell is going on here. But since I'm alive, I'm going to keep fighting. ”
His name is Lin Yun, and he is a college student in the twenty-first century magic capital, of course, that was before. Because I watched a meteor shower, I was confused and traveled to this world called Qingyuan Continent, and now he is an insignificant medicine picking boy from the Falling Star Sect.
As soon as he crossed over, he possessed Lin Yun, who was only six years old, and was lost in the barren forest with his sister Lin Chen, who was less than a year old, in his arms. Just when they were about to starve to death and freeze to death, a middle-aged man passing by took pity on their brother and sister, rescued them, and brought them to this place called the Falling Star Mountains.
Ten years later, Lin Yun and his sister Lin Chen made a home in the Falling Star Sect. At the same time, Lin Yun also worshipped this middle-aged man as a teacher, learned some skills in collecting medicines, and relied on collecting herbs on the periphery of the Falling Star Mountain Range to support him and his sister.
"Brother, brother, it's time to get up. At this moment, a very immature voice came.
"Got it. Lin Yun responded with a slight smile.
Just simply washed his face with cold water, Lin Yun came out of the stone house, and a ten-year-old girl with a wooden bow and some wooden arrows in both hands was waiting outside the house, it was Lin Chen, his sister who depended on him in this world.
With a bang, Lin Yun jumped and took the wooden bow and wooden arrows handed over by Lin Chen, and swished a few arrows shot out without interruption, accurately hitting a small willow tree dozens of steps away, shaking the wicker to sway left and right.
After repeating this hundreds of times, Lin Yun stopped, and at this time, Lin Chen handed over an iron sword.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lin Yun took the iron sword and danced in the open space in front of the stone house, either like a tiger swooping straight to the chest, or like an ape grabbing his arm, until the final blow, like a long snake stabbing his throat.
"Brother is so amazing!" Lin Chen stood next to him and shouted with an excited slap.
"After ten years of hard practice, archery and swordsmanship have finally achieved a little success, and I should be able to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain to collect medicine. As long as we have that herb and are one step closer to the martial artist, then my sister and I may be able to change our fate. Lin Yun gathered up and stood, stroked the long sword in his hand and sighed.
When he woke up ten years ago, he and his sister were in the middle of a barren forest, and the cold wind hit them, and his sister, who was less than a year old, almost died of cold. Although he was finally rescued, he lost most of his life, and his body became very weak, and he could be killed if he was not careful.
As for himself, although the situation is slightly better, but the meridians of the whole body have atrophied only one-tenth of the thickness of ordinary people, and what is even worse is that he has nightmares every night, and as the black hole in the dream continues to expand, the headache is getting worse and worse.
This Qingyuan Continent is a world where the strong are respected, and the so-called strong refers to the warriors. Martial artists can rely on absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth to refine their bodies, and large ones can use the vitality of heaven and earth to swallow clouds and spit out fog, and overwhelm mountains and seas. The most important thing is that you can increase your longevity, and if you practice to the extreme, it is said that you can live with heaven and earth.
Under such a huge temptation, Lin Yun's heart was naturally extremely eager to become a martial artist. Maybe after becoming a martial artist, you will be able to solve the root cause of your headache, and this world is a world where martial arts are prosperous, and powerful martial artists are omnipotent.
As for my sister's body, the herbs can regulate her life, and if there is a large amount of the Yuan Grass that absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth, it may be possible to cure it.
Martial artists, as the name suggests, are to introduce the vitality between heaven and earth into the body, and then practice with the help of the vitality of heaven and earth, but it is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do. Normal people are one of a hundred talents, who can introduce the vitality of heaven and earth into their bodies and become a high-ranking martial artist. With Lin Yun's very small meridians now, it is estimated that there is no one in a thousand probability.
However, there is no way to be endless, there is a magic circle called the Juyuan Array, which can gather the thin vitality between heaven and earth, and the success rate of Kaiyuan in the magic circle will naturally increase greatly. And for the Falling Star Sect, one of the seven forces of the Great Xuan Kingdom, it will be opened once a year, and this is Lin Yun's hope.
It was nearly noon, among the rolling peaks, Lin Yun was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, with rags on his legs, straw sandals on his feet, and a big bamboo basket on his back, dressed as a mountain medicine picker, but in his hands he was holding an iron sword, and the blood dripping on the tip of the sword flowed, and jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards walked diagonally all the way behind him.
After walking along the mountain road for more than an hour, Lin Yuncai was very tired but extremely excited to come to the top of a cliff at the top of the mountain.
After resting for a while, Lin Yun put down the bamboo basket on his back, took out two hemp ropes, and tied one end of the hemp rope to two solid boulders very neatly, and the other end was tied to his waist.
Holding the hemp rope in his hand and slowly loosening it, his feet stepped on the raised rocks on the cliff, and he stopped three times at a time, Lin Yun slowly climbed towards the bottom of the cliff, and it took more than half an hour, the coarse cloth on his body was completely soaked with sweat, and he arrived at a boulder that was enough to stand on, and next to the boulder, a bright red grass was swinging in the wind.
"Alas, Crimson Bone Grass, I didn't expect you to die at my hands today, but I had to pick you. With you, I can exchange the handle of the real iron bow with Jin Sanpang and come back. Bending the bow and iron sword, I have the strength to fight on the Doomsday Mountain. Lin Yun sighed to himself a few words, and then reached out to gently uproot the bead of grass.
At this moment, there was a sudden terrible eagle cry, and in the distance, a goshawk with wings more than a foot long flapped and swooped in, and the sharp eagle claws shone through the cold light under the sunlight, as if as long as the eagle claws fell on Lin Yun's body, the flesh and blood that could be caught by Lin Yun flew sideways and fell apart.
Lin Yun glanced at the goshawk, smiled contemptuously, and said lightly: "It turned out to be just a beast, so it's not a worry." ”
After that, Lin Yun continued to put away the herbs unhurriedly, and when the goshawk was only a few feet away from him, he made a bang and held the iron sword in his hand.
"Go!"
Lin Yun let out a loud shout, and threw the iron sword in his hand with a sharp force with his wrist.
Only a pop was heard, and the fierce goshawk that swooped down screamed before it understood what was going on, and after a flurry of wings, it fell straight down the mountain stream.
Just as the goshawk fell, Lin Yun flicked his wrist again, and the slender iron sword that pierced the goshawk's abdomen returned to his hand with a whoosh, but it was a slender silk thread connecting the wrist and the hilt.
A sword stabbed a goshawk to death, and Lin Yun's face didn't show anything special. On the way to this Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, he killed no less than a few hundred beasts in total, and the strength of this goshawk can only be regarded as average.
After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Yun tightened the rope again, climbed the cliff very steadily, cleaned up, and walked down the mountain with the bamboo basket on his back, without stopping for a moment, the sun was slanting west before returning to the Falling Star Mountain Range.
When I arrived at the foot of Luoshu Mountain, I was about to get home, when suddenly a noisy voice came, as if someone was arguing.
Lin Yun hurriedly took a few steps forward to take a look, four or five young men in gray cloth and linen were clustered, a young man with a rebellious face but wearing a slightly gorgeous star robe, and dozens of other medicine picking boys with bamboo baskets on their backs were coldly facing each other in front of their family's stone house.
The rebellious young man held an iron sword in his hand and pointed at the medicine pickers with bamboo baskets on his backs and sneered: "From now on, all the medicine pickers on this Luoshu Mountain will be under the jurisdiction of my Fierce Eagle Gang, and all the medicine pickers must hand over half of the herbs they have collected, otherwise, hum, they will bear the consequences." ”
"Bai Feng, haven't you been cleaned up enough by my brother? You dare to blackmail us? Be careful of being beaten into a pig's head again. Lin Chen, who was only ten years old, stood up with his small chest and said coldly.
"That's right, although we herb pickers are not as good as your official disciples, we are not so easy to bully. ”
"Wait for Brother Yun to come back, clean him up, and look at the villain's dewilled appearance, I can't wait to beat him up. ”
Dozens of teenagers around him suddenly stood behind Lin Chen, looking at Bai Feng and the few people behind him menacingly. The small momentum formed by dozens of people gathered together at once also made the faces of the teenagers behind Bai Feng a little ugly, and they looked at their boss with some fear.
Bai Feng didn't care, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "Hmph! I am now a successful Kaiyuan, a martial artist, and an official disciple of the Falling Star Sect. If Lin Yun comes, just let him taste the power of my martial artist, I have to pick his tendons and tendons. ”
After speaking, Bai Feng paused again, and said with a hideous face: "As for you, when I beat Lin Yun to a cripple, I will slowly clean you up." ”
Hearing this, Lin Yun hurriedly walked through the crowd, stood in front of Bai Feng, looked at Bai Feng, who was a little arrogant, and said coldly: "Congratulations so much! Finally, it is no longer a waste among mortals, but a waste among the high-ranking martial artists." ”
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