Lu Fan saw a brilliant sword light emitted by the red flying sword, and then he felt a huge force surge, and he couldn't resist it at all, and he lost consciousness after a mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the far east, there is a steep mountain, and the peak is steep and straight into the sky. There is a small temple on the top of the mountain, and an old man sitting cross-legged in the main hall of the temple suddenly opened his eyes, like two cold rays flashing, looking at the direction of the steep slope of the mountain. The space above the steep slope of the mountain suddenly shook, as if something was about to burst out of the air. Lao Dao silently said: "Are you here?" After a cup of tea, the space shook but calmed down again, and Lao Dao frowned and was silent when he saw this situation.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Fan slowly felt his consciousness return, only to feel that his whole body was sour and unbearable, and his chest was even more painful. Slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a pair of blue and blue eyes, very close to him, and when he saw that he was open, he winked at him mischievously.

Lu Fan was startled, and immediately struggled to get up, only to feel a pair of hands pressed on his shoulders, and a sharp children's voice sounded in his ears: "Hey buddy, you're awake, don't move." Just helped you pick up the bones. Grandpa is coming, he's awake. ”

Only then did Lu Fan see the situation in front of him, he was in a wooden room, lying on a wooden bed, and there was an eight- or nine-year-old blue-haired boy standing at the head of the bed, who seemed to be slightly older than himself. There was a pot in one corner of the room, and the pot was dark and I couldn't tell what material it was made of, and at this time what herbs were boiling in the pot, and a strong smell of herbs came to my nose. Inside, there are bows, axes and other hunting tools hanging on the walls, and a few pieces of unknown lean meat hanging from the beams of the house. Looking at the furnishings in the room, it looks like an ordinary farmhouse.

"Squeak", the door opened, and walked in a white-haired old man in a cloth robe, wearing a cloth suit with a lot of patches, but it was very clean.

"Where am I?" Lu Fan asked confusedly.

The white-haired old man walked to the side of the bed, touched Lu Fan's forehead and said, "Child, this is Sujiya Village, I am the village chief here, and everyone calls me Lao Jiya." We found you at the entrance of the village, you were badly wounded, and you had three broken ribs. Fortunately, old man, I know a little about medicine, and you have been in a coma for three days. Son, what the hell is going on?"

Lu Fan looked at the two people in front of him whose skin color, hair color, and eyes were very different from his own, and he also understood that he was estimated to have been teleported to a very distant country. I couldn't explain how I got here, so I could only say, "Village chief, I fell down the mountain, and I don't know how I got here." ”

The white-haired old man nodded, patted Lu Fan, and then pointed at the blue-haired young man and said, "Your injury is not healed yet, rest well first, I estimate that I will stay in bed for a month, this is my grandson Peter, you can call him if there is anything." ”

The blue-haired young man was very lively, stepped forward and beckoned to Lu Fan: "My name is Peter, what about you?"

"My name is Lu Fan. ”

"Okay, then I'll call you Fan from now on, and I'll live next door. Call me if you have something, you're welcome. Peter snapped his fingers.

After a few more chats, Old Jia and Peter went out, and Lu Fan also felt tired and fell asleep again.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye. Lu Fan's body has basically recovered, and he was able to walk around the field as early as a week ago, and Lu Fan has basically become familiar with the villagers in the past month or so. The people here are simple, everyone is very friendly to this little guy who suddenly fainted at the entrance of the village, and Lu Fan also knew from the villagers that Sugiya Village belongs to the Oden Empire, which is one of the powerful empires on this road, as for the Chu State, it has never been heard of.

The house where Lu Fan recuperated was the old village chief's house, and the old Jiya's family had four or five rooms, and the old Jiya and Peter lived in it, so they simply gave it to Lu Fan, and Lu Fan had nowhere to go.

In the morning of the day, all the children in the village will go to the square in the center of the village to exercise martial arts, and Lu Fan also went to see it. And the coach is an uncle named Ralph in the village, I heard that Ralph is still a third-level warrior, and he does have some real kung fu.

Once, I saw a white flash in Ralph's hand, and with one palm, he split a hundred-pound mountain stone in half, which was specially moved down from a nearby mountain for weightlifting, and the texture was hard. Even if his father wanted to chop the mountain rocks empty-handed, it was not easy, which surprised Lu Fan, and at the same time, his eyes were hot.

Peter is the child king here, not because he is the grandson of the village chief, but because he is really beaten. Although Ralph taught some superficial exercises, Ralph alone was able to knock down some eleven or twelve-year-olds.

Lu Fan found that in this village, although all the villagers are very loving and helpful, the folk customs are very strong, and everything is basically solved by force. The same is true of the children, although Peter would often get into fights and his nose and eyes would be swollen, but old Gia never said anything about him.

During the day and afternoon, Lu Fan and Peter would go to the mountains and forests behind the village to check some firewood and dig up some wild vegetables and mushrooms.

After Lu Fan finished dinner at the village chief's house, he would come to the river next to the village to practice Kailing Boxing, and when he was tired, he would find a big tree to sit there and look at the sky quietly.

On this day, as usual, Lu Fan quietly looked at the sky after punching, looking at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but miss home. "My father didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know if he could get out. Lu Fan muttered to himself, his left hand reached into his clothes and grabbed Ziyu, which was the only thing his father left him.

Looking down at Ziyu, it was like seeing his father, from childhood to adulthood, his father has always been very strict with himself, and he has also looked very closely at his martial arts homework, but at the moment of separation, his father would rather be an ordinary person than avenge him and give his life in vain. Every time he thought of his father's outstretched hands in front of him, Lu Fan couldn't let go. Hold Ziyu tightly, "Father, you must hold on, I will come back to save you." Lu Fan said secretly in his heart.

Suddenly felt slimy in his hand, looked at the purple jade in his hand, and found that there was a layer of dried blood on the purple jade, and after a little thought, he understood that it was the blood that spurted out of his mouth when he was attacked by sword qi during teleportation. Usually in the moonlight, the color of purple and blood is about the same, and it is not found. Today, under the excitement of my heart, my palms were sweaty, and some blood stains melted.

So he walked to the river and carefully washed the purple jade in the river. In the hazy moonlight, I suddenly found that there seemed to be a black light and shadow flashing on the smooth surface of the purple jade, but when I looked closely, it disappeared.

This piece of purple jade is a thing left over from the ancestors of the Lu family, something that the sect masters covet, it is not a mortal thing, Lu Fan usually plays with it when he practices at night and has leisure time, but he has not been allowed to enter the door, and he naturally refuses to let go of the sudden abnormality today. So he found a clearing in the woods, sat down cross-legged, and placed Ziyu on an ashlar in front of him, staring at it tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but another black shadow appeared on the surface of the purple jade, stayed for a breath and then slowly faded away.

This time, Lu Fan saw clearly, it was a black shadow with one leg independent, two hands facing the sky, and five fingers separated like a peacock opening the screen, vaguely in the shape of a human being.

Lu Fan was also born into a family of cultivators, and immediately judged that if this black shadow was meaningful, it must be a set of exercises, and there was no mantra annotation next to it, so it was naturally a learning action.

So he stood up, followed the impression in his mind, followed the dark shadow, placed his hands to the sky, and then concentrated on feeling the changes in his body.

A cup of tea... Two teas... Except for the fact that the independent foot was getting more and more sore, there was nothing wrong.

A burst of crows couldn't help but float overhead, and after holding on to a cup of tea and still finding nothing, Lu Fan finally gave up the unique shape, returned to the ashlar and sat down, staring at the purple jade, looking forward to the next flash of the black shadow.

This time, only half an hour, the black shadow appeared on the purple jade again, this time because Lu Fan had already practiced that action, although it was still a breath of time, but it still made Lu Fan discover a few mistakes in the action just now.

Then he stood up again and began to make a gesture of the black shadow. So over and over again, until the sky was dark, Lu Fan still felt that there seemed to be a slight difference between what he placed and the black shadow, and as the posture got closer and closer to the black shadow, Lu Fan found that the difficulty of this action was also increasing geometrically.

It seems to be a very normal and simple action of reaching out independently, but the angle of the foot is in place, and the angle of the hand cannot be like a black shadow in any way, and it must be used with all the strength of the whole body to move the hand to the correct position little by little.