This small seaside village seems to have no winter, it is a warm season all year round, and when it comes to the end of the year, it is also the most solemn "Poseidon Festival" in the local area, and every household puts up lanterns and hangs colors, much like the Spring Festival on the blue star.

The purpose of the festival is to worship the god of the sea, pray for good weather in the local area, and ask the god of the sea to bless the fishing boats from encountering demons when fishing in the offshore waters, and they can have a rich harvest every time.

As for its ceremony, it is also more cumbersome, the whole village regardless of the old and the young all go out, under the leadership of the most prestigious old man in the local area, go up to the three animals, worship the five spirits, and have to read a long sacrificial text, burn incense and worship.

It takes a long time to prepare for a whole set of procedures, and after this period of life, Su Poman has mastered the local language, and normal communication is no longer a problem.

The biggest problem left is illiteracy, but there is no teacher in the local area, and there are few people who can teach and write in several nearby villages, so there is only one step to delay literacy.

After a year of understanding, Su Poman has a preliminary understanding of this world, but limited by the local closed environment, he only knows that this place belongs to a small village in Lianyun County, Dengfeng Prefecture, Puguo, and there are many legends of demons and immortals in this world, and at the same time, the deepest contact with these ordinary people is the martial artist.

Martial arts is the name of mortals who cultivate martial arts, warm their qi and blood and temper their muscles and bones to reach a certain realm, and the gang that manages the salt field is the Haihe Gang, the Great Salt Gang that overwhelms the five nearby counties, and there are real warriors in the gang.

It is rumored that the blue-clothed disciples in the Haihe Gang have all reached the realm of low-end martial artists, and their strength is extremely strong, and it is difficult for seven or eight ordinary strong men to get close.

However, in order to learn the local official dialect, Su Poman did not expose his strength, after a year of 'basking in the sun', under the strengthening of his special physique, Su Poman's strength has been greatly improved.

At this time, even he himself could not guess his strength, but he knew that the rumored last-rank martial artist couldn't even beat himself a year ago.

The current self is dozens of times stronger than the self a year ago, and the physical defense has also reached an inhuman level, and it is difficult for ordinary swords, guns, swords, and halberds to hurt themselves.

The main reason for this is that he used the remaining 225 energy points from last time to extract a new ability, and the high-level light energy physique has evolved again, becoming an existence called the 'Black Iron Body'.

The body of black iron is equivalent to a weakened version of the body of superhuman steel, and its strengthening efficiency is higher than that of the high-level light energy physique, and there are also qualitative changes in the improvement of defense, but what he is most worried about now is shaving, because it is difficult for ordinary knives to cut off the tough beard that he grows, so every time the beard is too long, he has to pull it off by himself, so there is no need to mention the sourness.

Su Poman's current physical strength is terrifying in the mortal world, just like those horizontal training masters who cultivate the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill and the Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt, mortal weapons leave white marks on his skin at most, and it is wishful thinking to hurt him.

As for whether a higher-level martial artist can hurt him, this has not been compared, and it is not yet known.

Su Poman sat in the courtyard, and with a movement of his mind, he opened the light curtain of the Ziyuan Roulette-

——Purple Source Roulette——

[Name]: Su Poman

[Realm]: None

[Bloodline]: The Body of Black Iron

[Ability]: Light energy enhancement, super vision, super hearing

[Power Points]: 0 (minimum 10 Power Points can be drawn once)

[Extractable quantity]: 0 (click to extract)

[Current Drawing Target]: Bronze Superman 0.28‰ (thousandths)

Super hearing is an ability that was automatically born after he extracted the 'Black Iron Body', and at first this new ability made him a little miserable, surrounded by noisy sounds, human voices, insect voices, animal voices, shouting and snoring...... I couldn't sleep quietly for the first few days, but after more than a month of hard work, I gradually mastered this new ability, and I was relieved.

"Alas, since the extraction of the 'Black Iron Body', the energy points have been exhausted, and all kinds of things found do not contain energy, do you really have to go all over the famous mountains and rivers to find traces of immortals?" Su Poman frowned and looked at the empty energy points.

There is also the existence of immortals in this world, and those martial artists who have achieved great martial arts can only hope for the legendary immortal sect if they want to go further or prolong their lives, and there are many martial artists who are sincere in their deeds and eventually embark on the path of immortals, so in the hearts of all martial artists, 'immortals' is a higher pursuit.

It's just that this pursuit is too ethereal, although some people succeed, but there are also more crucians who cross the river and die of old age in the process of searching for immortals.

For ordinary martial artists, it is already extremely difficult to reach the peak of the martial arts, and 'immortals' are legendary existences for them.

"Clumsy! Clumsy! Clumsy! ”

A knock on the door broke Su Poman's distant thoughts and pulled him back to reality.

"Is it Brother Yao?"

Su Poman got up, walked over and pulled the door bolt, opened the door and saw that it was the dark-skinned Yao Dashan who came to find him.

"Brother Su, it's almost Poseidon Day, your sister-in-law steamed some steamed buns, I'll bring you a few, you don't have to fire tonight, eat it while it's hot!" Yao Dashan smiled and handed over a white package.

Su Poman hurriedly took it, feeling the hot temperature in his hand, obviously this bun was sent by Yao Dashan as soon as it came out of the pot.

"Thank you so much Brother Yao, for telling my sister-in-law a good holiday!"

"What's polite, Brother Su, let's go to the salt field a few more times after the Poseidon Festival, and when we have enough money, we can send my tiger baby to the town to learn some crafts!"

"Well, Huzi has indeed reached the age of learning things, and he can't keep fooling around in the village!"

……

Su Poman looked down at the buns in his hand, his heart warmed, and he subconsciously recalled his relatives who lived on the blue star.

Although the Poseidon Festival is different from the Spring Festival, the atmosphere of the festival is easy to make people in a foreign land feel a little sad.

After Su Poman sent Yao Dashan away, he took out a bun and ate it.

"Yao Dashan's family is a great favor to me, after the Poseidon Festival, if that plan succeeds, settle their family well, it will be a reward." Su Poman munched on the fragrant hot bun and thought to himself.

The newly harvested oil bamboos in Nanshan burst in the flames, and the night of the Poseidon Festival was full of laughter.

In the vast night, with the lights of thousands of homes, Su Poman sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the strangely big moon under the jujube tree.

The Poseidon Festival lasted for three days, during which Yao Dashan also strongly invited Su Poman to have a reunion dinner, but Su Poman had been here for a while and had a lot of understanding of local customs, after all, he was an outsider, so he declined.

After the festival, the village returned to its daily peace, the young people who worked in the town or county town had left, and early in the morning, Su Poman was taken by Yao Dashan to work in the salt works.

Familiar path, Su Poman saw the stockade from a distance, and the sign hanging above it reads the words "Haihe Gang" if nothing else.

The strong man in red at the door was chatting with each other, just after the Poseidon Festival, these red-clothed peripheral disciples were not as serious and fierce as before, and they could have some smiles on their faces.

The sudden smile of a usually fierce person will flatter the others.

Yao Dashan is the same, when he came to the gate of the village, his speech was a little upside down.

"Come inside, we're going to start work later!" The strong man in red on the right threw the wooden sign to Yao Dashan.

Just then, the ground shook, and the neighing of the Inkscale Horse could be heard in the distance.