In the early morning, the morning sun hangs high in the sky, sprinkling the brilliant glow.

In the various clearings of the tribe, tens of thousands of bloody lions were practicing. They range in age from babies as young as three or four years old to thousands of years old. Each is divided into areas by age, or to exercise the body, or to absorb vitality, or to talk about the scriptures.

Baruson showed his sturdy upper body, wore special animal skin trousers, and a pair of lion eyes were awe-inspiring, and in a clearing among them, he earnestly instructed a group of teenage children to temper their bodies.

He was like a moving tower, shuttling back and forth between the children, correcting incorrect movements.

"Babrie, raise your hands a little higher. ”

"Babula, punch hard. ”

"Yes, just like Ba Yankui. ”

Not far away, Fu Cheng sat cross-legged on a stone and practiced. His whole body shimmered with a crystal luster, and while his mind was running, countless vitality continued to gather from the sky, under the surface, on every grass and tree, and entered his body. Faintly, there seemed to be a golden mist rising from his body.

Qingqing held the big red bird in her arms and sat next to Fu Cheng, she held her chin with one hand, looked at Fu Cheng with unblinking eyes, and pursed her lips and smiled from time to time.

"Oh, what a nymphomaniac, I can't save Sa. The big red bird rolled his eyes, nibbled on the unique sun fruit of the Bloody Lion Tribe, and said slowly.

"Whew. ”

Fu Chengchang took a breath, woke up from meditation, and ended his early morning cultivation.

"Brother Fu Cheng, I slept well last night. ”

At this time, Baruson also happened to finish practicing and walked towards Fu Cheng.

"Perhaps, not so much. Fu Cheng shook his head, and the picture in his dream resurfaced in his mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but as an orc my bedroom is rough, it's normal for you to not be able to sleep. Barusson scratched his head embarrassedly, looking a little honest.

"Brother Barusson, you misunderstood, not because of the bedroom, but because of a dream that has been haunting me for many years. Fu Cheng sighed and explained the reason.

"I see. "I've heard that some monks who have become powerful will be reborn with the memories of their previous lives after they die, and perhaps, you are such a person. ”

"Really, I might have been a world-famous figure in my previous life. Fu Chengwan smiled, he didn't quite believe this statement.

"Yes or no, the ancestors will know, now let's go and enjoy the delicious breakfast first, I can't help but drool. Barusson took a big stride and walked in the direction of the tent.

"Ancestor worship? Fu Cheng stood up and kept up with Barusson's pace.

Seeing this, Qingqing on the side hurriedly stood up, threw down the big red bird, trotted in a few steps, and hugged Fu Cheng's arm.

"Gan, nymphomaniac. The big red bird flapped its wings with a resentful expression.

"Why, didn't Brother Fu Cheng's senior commander tell you? Ancestor worship is the strongest way to enter the Xuan Realm from the Kaiyuan Realm. ”

"The master never said it, and asked the eldest brother for advice. ”

"Okay, let's talk while we eat. ”

"That's very good. ”

What kind of answer will there be in the Eastern Wilderness? Can the truth be found out about the 'ancestor worship' that Brother Barusen said?

Fu Cheng stopped, looked back at the direction of the Eastern Wilderness, and muttered in his heart.

At this time, in the remote eastern wilderness, in a small town called Liuchuan...

"Shi Yin, get up quickly, I'm going to be late for school. ”

"Got it, father. ”

Shi Yin muttered "Why are you going to school again", but the action was fast, a carp straightened up, copied an ancient book on the table, and hurried to the academy in the west of the city before he had time to wash it.

"Uncle Chai, here are two buns. ”

Passing by a breakfast shop, Shi Yin shouted at the shopkeeper.

"Yo, Shi Yin, why don't you go to school yet. ”

The shopkeeper named Uncle Chai was a middle-aged man, tall and strong, and while talking to Shi Yin, he lifted the steaming steamer, grabbed three big and round buns and handed them to Shi Yin.

"Uncle Chai, every time I buy two buns, you always give me three. ”

"Eh, Xiao Shiyin is now at the age of growing his body, and he can't eat enough. ”

Uncle Chai is a good interpretation of the simplicity and kindness of the people of Liuchuan.

"Uncle Chai, thank you. ”

Shi Yin had already run far away, and the sound of thanks resounded through the streets.

Uncle Chai looked at the back at the end of the street, and his smile was full of kindness.

Surrounded by four flour walls, surrounded by willows, the main entrance of the pebble road, seven bamboo houses into a half moon and standing, is the Liuchuan City, the West College.

In the courtyard, the fragrant herbs and flowers are fragrant, and the vines are verdant, and the pear trees are also plantains.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a canal, and the flowing water is very subtle.

"There are fishermen on the river, and they are good at fishing, so they make a living from it.... ”

The sound of a book sounded from inside the courtyard.

But seeing Mr. Teach's right hand in front, holding the scriptures in a subdued tone and reciting in frustration, holding the ring ruler on the waist with his left hand, and walking with his feet in a beautiful step, not slow or slow.

"Gu has money in the account every day, and the neighboring farmers see it, and they recognize that it is advantageous, so they imitate it, but they don't expect that the moon will not get a tail, and it coincides with the time of planting seedlings and sowing season. ”

"Hmm", Mr. Teach's tone changed, he frowned, and followed his gaze, it turned out that Shi Yin was lying on the desk and dozing.

"Shi Yin wake up. ”

Seeing that Mr. Fat Dun's face was not good, he hurriedly urged Shi Yin to wake up.

"Well, that's a big pig's trotter. ”

Shi Yin not only didn't wake up, but dreamed, and even feasted in his dreams.

"Hmph, if you don't learn, you're mediocre. ”

Mr. Teach's robe sleeves shook, three or two steps and one step, quickly walked to Shi Yin's case, raised his left hand, and the ring ruler in his hand was about to split Shi Yin's body.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and it was obviously a sleepy teacher who jumped to the side of the case, just avoiding the ruler of the husband.

Seeing this scene, all the students were stunned, only the corners of Mr. Teaching's lips unconsciously raised.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward.

"Tell me what this article means. ”

Mr. Teaching took the lead in breaking the silence, so that he didn't think that the teacher was disrespectful to the teacher by avoiding the precept ruler.

All the students woke up one after another, and their eyes wandered on Shi Yin and Mr. Teaching, not knowing Mr. Teacher's intentions.

Shi Yin made a slight gesture and took the opportunity to glance at the scriptures.

After a moment, Shi Yin smiled slightly, took a show like a gentleman, and replied:

"This is like Miss Luo in the south of the city, with a willow waist and bones, if the willows swing when walking, looking forward to life; ”

"Ahem. ”

Shi Yin paused for a moment, and then replied:

"The purpose of the writings of the ancestors is to let us and other descendants understand that people are different, and it is especially fundamental to do a good job of yourself. ”

"I don't know if what the student said agrees with Mr. ”

Shi Yin shook again, half-raised his head and looked sideways at Mr.

"Haha, the shaft is stubborn, the shaft is stubborn. ”

Mr. Teaching laughed, shook the ruler of the scripture scroll on the desk, said: "Get out of school", and strode to the outside of the courtyard, quite a fairy style.

And the young man named Shi Yin who was doing something looked like Fu Cheng.