The next morning, a faint scarlet glow shone on the horizon. Shaolong woke up from his dream, left the gentle, soft and comfortable bed, and walked alone in the village, enjoying the surrounding scenery, relaxed and happy.

"Punch like a snake, fierce as a tiger, heart, training" A serious and heavy voice came from the front.

A group of children, on an open ground, tied to the horse, playing an unknown fist, in front of a group of children, stood a middle-aged man, the man put his hands behind his back, teaching seriously.

Looking at the immature children in front of him, none of them were a little lazy, all of them were concentrating on boxing, Shaolong couldn't help but be surprised, in his heart he thought that such a young child would be a little lazy.

"Early in the morning, it is the time when the purple qi rises in the east, and the qi of all things is born, only by exercising at this time, your blood qi will be at its fullest, and it will be easier to absorb the first qi, and only in this way will you have the opportunity to become a martial artist, or even a cultivator above a martial artist."

"Remember, this is the only way you can survive" Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the children became more serious, and the tiger and tiger fist came out.

Looking at these children quietly, a hand like white jade blocked Shaolong's sight. Shaolong looked back and said with a smile, "Why are you here?" Menghua glanced at him and said, "Of course I'm looking for you, I'll come out without a sound, what if I lose it" Shaolong could only laugh a few times.

"The children are great," Shaolong said, "Living near this forbidden area of life, since childhood, they have suffered all kinds of hardships, hunger, cold, and fierce beasts, and have become a part of the childhood of these lovely children, so they are more tenacious and harder than ordinary children," Menghua said with some sadness. After a moment and a half, "Alright, the boys stop your movements and tell me to see how well you have been practicing lately." "On your left there are five stones of different sizes, corresponding to the first to fifth levels of the Mortal Realm," the middle-aged man said, pointing to a group of stones.

Hearing this, Shaolong had always forgotten a very important question: "Menghua, how are cultivator levels divided?"

Menghua looked at Shaolong in surprise, he didn't think that he didn't even know this common sense, and couldn't help but have a strange feeling, but he still patiently replied to Shaolong: "I only know that the cultivator level is divided into three major stages, transcendent and congenital, each stage is divided into nine levels, and each stage is divided into low, medium, high, and peak, four stages, when a stage reaches the fifth and ninth levels, a qualitative change will occur, and the number of heaven and earth is ninety-five, and a big stage stepping into the next stage will be the transformation of a living body." ”

There was a pause, "My grandfather, he is the patriarch of our Daizhuang, and he is also the strongest in the village, and he has entered the seventh-order cultivation of the mortal family" After speaking, he looked at the contemplative Shaolong, thought for a while, and said: "Our cultivation techniques, as well as martial arts, are mortal rank, human level, star level, and are also divided into, primary, middle, high, peak, four stages. After listening to Menghua's words, it was similar to the novels I had read before, and I couldn't help but think of the picture in my mind, a battlefield that shook the sky, countless soldiers and monsters, and the figure with a spear to kill the god Bai Qi, what a powerful monk they were.

"Shaolong, you won't even have a first-order cultivation now," Menghua asked the biggest question in his heart. Shaolong smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm special, I'm from a special place, where there are no these exercises and martial arts, so I've never cultivated." ”

Menghua's eyes widened, "Where are you from, how can there be such a place" said in surprise, Shaolong could only smile helplessly.

"What rank are you now?" Shaolong asked curiously, Menghua's eyes slowly moistened, and said, "Since I was a child, because of my parents, there was an accident in the mountains, and my grandfather forbade me to touch them. ”

Shaolong could only apologize, and wiped her moist eyes with gentle hands.

"We're back," said loud voices from the village entrance ahead.

Hearing the voice, the children who were originally exercising stopped one after another, staring at the middle-aged man in front of them, the man was quite helpless, as if it was not the first time he had encountered this kind of thing, shook his head, and said loudly to the children below, "Today's morning exercise is here." ”

"Yo he" came all kinds of cheerful cries from the children, and then they all ran towards the entrance of the village, and Menghua also pulled Shaolong towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of Daizhuang Village, two old willow trees bent down, as if to greet something, and a group of children also stood quietly at the entrance of the village, looking ahead. "We're back" The voice became louder and louder, and from the front, a group of figures appeared in front of the children, they were all big men with tigers on their backs.

Looking at the big man who appeared in front of him, the children were at the entrance of the village, cheering. The big men all appeared in everyone's sight, and the few big men in the back held some dead beasts, these beasts have different shapes, some like bears, some like antelopes, and some are birds, they all have one thing in common, that is, the size is huge, the smallest beast is also the size of two adult men, and some are even a little bigger than the three adults combined. The big men, before they got closer, some children rushed over impatiently, and some children also helped to hold the corpse of the beast, and the patriarch didn't know when he also arrived at the entrance of the village, watching all this.

The big men also arrived at the entrance of the village with their prey, and the entrance of the village was already full ............of people, including young girls and old people.

"Uncle Fool, Uncle Fool, what about my dad, why didn't you see him" A seven or eight-year-old, thin monkey-like child asked in a crisp voice in front of a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man who was originally full of smiles, his face suddenly froze, and his smile stopped and became much heavier, and the other big men around him also stopped smiling under this crisp voice, and the originally cheerful scene suddenly became very quiet, and the atmosphere was particularly depressing. Looking at the stupid uncle who didn't speak in front of him, and then at the big man who was silent, the seven or eight-year-old child slowly lowered his head, and a hoarse voice came, "My father, is it that he has died in the mountains and forests" Listening to the words of the seven or eight-year-old child, the big man is all the people at the entrance of the village, including Shaolong and Menghua, everyone feels a pain, a pain in their hearts. Uncle Fool, took a step forward, squatted down, touched his lowered head, and said, "Don't be sad, Huzi, there will be Uncle Fool in the future, and everyone will accompany you" Huzi raised his head, his face was full of tears at some point, and nodded heavily at Uncle Fool.

Menghua's eyes on the side were also slightly moist, and he said, "The children who have lived here since childhood, they are stronger than ordinary children, and it also means that their lives are full of all kinds of hardships. "Then why don't you choose a better way to survive and move to the city?" asked Shaolong Shenshen.

Menghua raised his head and pointed to the blue sky, and said innocently: "Under this blue sky, if you want to survive, in addition to your own strength, there is another important factor, that is, money. ”

The word "money" is deeply imprinted in Shaolong's heart, remembering that in his own world, all people are running for money, surviving for money, and money does not know how many people, how many couples, how many families, towards the tragedy of grief, sighed in his heart.