"Peng! Peng! Peng! ”

He Shan sat down on the ground gasping for breath, his bandaged arms began to tremble slightly due to muscle overuse, and a man-high rock shattered in front of him, turning into rubble of different sizes all over the ground.

"Still can't do it, I always feel like there's still something left to ignite the small universe." He Shan shuddered and took out a pack of healing powder puff on his body, I don't know what medicinal herbs are used to make it, it is worth five copper plates, the effect is very good, after a delay of about a few seconds, the cool feeling came, and the spasmodic muscles were as comfortable as being made by someone to kill a chicken.

He Shan lay down and looked at the sky attentively, he was really unlucky, others crossed, he also crossed, everyone was soul-piercing, and with all kinds of powerful golden fingers and systems.

But he's an unlucky guy who wears meat, and only after coming to this world, a whole set of Saint Seiya's cultivation methods inexplicably appeared in his head, and there is no matching holy clothes.

Here is a bit of popular science, alternate saint seiya will often practice according to the holy clothes they want to wear, such practice is targeted, can better match the holy clothes, even if it is a saint who has just ignited the small universe, as long as he wears the holy clothes for the first time, he will be instantly opened to the sixth sense, and the saint seiya after wearing the holy clothes has several times to dozens of times the increase in strength.

It is for this reason that the Saint Seiya strives for the Holy Clothes, and obtaining the Holy Clothes is equivalent to reducing the cultivation of a few years, more than ten years, or even decades.

The cultivation method of the saint warrior in He Shan's head is the oldest cultivation method, at that time, human beings did not have holy clothes, and all the cultivation was to polish the body, until the body was strong enough to ignite the small universe in the body, exercise the body, breathing methods, meditation, and that's it.

There is nothing above on how to make the garments and how to put them on, in other words, it is an ascetic practice that has no shortcuts.

It's just that He Shan has no choice.

The world he crossed over was not peaceful, after his flesh passed through, his body shrank for some reason, and he became like he was six or seven years old and fell into the wilderness, but maybe because of the shrinkage, his body was also much stronger, and he had more strength and endurance than a normal adult at the age of six or seven, and he soon ran into the humans of this world when he thought he could find a gathering place for humans on foot-

A group of bandits who had just ransacked the village.

He Shan, who looked like he had fine skin and tender flesh and was abnormally white, was arrested as a lost young master, and the result was ...... Language barrier.

Yes, the first insurmountable dilemma that He Shan encountered after crossing was the language barrier, and after the group of bandits raised him for three days, they determined that they couldn't communicate at all, so they no longer regarded him as a rich young master, but a reserve bandit, and let him do chores and work every day.

He didn't teach him anything, just that he was a supplement.

A few of the more evil bandits also teased He Shan all day long, but He Shan was quite knowledgeable, no matter what he faced with any tricks and oppression, he knew that he could not resist, he only promised to do whatever he wanted, and soon those bandits who liked to bully him completely lost interest.

He Shan stumbled and began to learn the language, which was a very painful process, and it didn't last long, that is, most of the half a year's effort, and the bandits were all dead.

He Shan, who was killed by an old monk in a near-slaughtering manner, was left alone to survive with his hands raised on the ground and shouting for surrender.

The old monk did not continue to start, but just sat on the ground and closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then got up and walked over to He Shan, who was lying motionless face down, and said the first sentence:

"From today on, you will be a disciple of my Dingxin Temple."

From that day on, He Shan understood that this world was a martial arts world, or rather, at least a martial arts world, an old monk who looked to be over fifty years old, came and went, and killed more than sixty bandits in more than ten seconds, only the bandit boss tried to resist, and everyone else couldn't see when he died, and the expressions on his face were calmer than one another.

He Shan didn't know where this old monk came from, but this method of killing was too evil, no matter how he looked at it, he was not a person in the right path, but what could he do with a traverser who looked like he was only about eight years old, the big guys had spoken, and he could only obediently obey.

Although the old monk is evil, he doesn't seem to have much idea of continuing to slaughter lives, and after killing the bandits, he doesn't want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but just takes Heshan to Yingxian County, which is hundreds of miles away, and there is a mountain next to Yingxian, and the name of the mountain is Yingshan, so the county seat is named.

There is a temple that has just been built on Ying Mountain, Shangshu Dingxin Temple, and He Shan is the first disciple of Dingxin Temple, the elder brother, and the old monk is the abbot.

In fact, this abbot was said by He Shan, and the old monk did not agree or object.

For the next two years, the old monk would go out once a month, and then return with one or a few children, still covered in suffocating blood.

After questioning, He Shan learned that most of these children were taken away by bandits or human traffickers, and some were sold to old monks by poor families, and these children were basically between the ages of six and ten.

Junior disciples, don't look at their young age, they are already smart enough in this world, He Shan vaguely pieced together some basic information about this world from their mouths.

First of all, Yingxian is located on the edge of the imperial court, there is almost no one to control it, bandits are rampant, some villages are empty, and although the children's language organization skills are poor, they can also express the meaning that the environment is getting worse year by year.

Secondly, this world really has martial arts, which is a specific rank in the mouths of the juniors and disciples, and He Shan can't find a corresponding translation, so he can only translate it as martial arts, and similarly, another word to describe those who learn martial arts, He Shan, can also only be translated as martial arts.

These are all things that He Shan secretly heard, and in the eyes of his junior disciples, he was still a taciturn and almost never spoken, but would help other people.

He doesn't have a good way, no matter how good the language environment is, in the face of a completely unfamiliar language, it is not possible to learn it all at once, not to mention that he has no language talent.

But the only good thing is that He Shan is sure that the old monk may really be a good person, but this good man is a bit murderous, but the bad guy has saved so many children and killed so many bandits and traffickers, so he can't be regarded as a bad person.