Shortly after each school, there would be an extra regular on the cobblestone by the stream, and over time the rough stone surface would be polished very smooth.

Lying on the stone was a child of about seven or eight years old, squinting at a grass branch, and wondering if he was asleep.

"Brother Wu just went to cultivate a few years before you, don't be lazy yourself, be careful that you won't be able to fight Wu Zhenren in the future, hahaha. ”

Every time Wu Fan came to this place, he would inadvertently think of what Wu Hao said to him before leaving, and then gritted his teeth and crawled up and ran wildly along the stream, stretching out his arms and kicking his legs indiscriminately, and moving big stones, which was a kind of cultivation for himself.

When he was tired of tossing, he lay back on the stone, and because the stone was often "destroyed" by Ufan, the surface was not only smooth but also slightly shiny.

"Alas, it's been three years, and I don't know how Brother Wu is, whether he can also fly in the sky, it must be very powerful now. ”

Ufan whispered to himself by the lake, leaned over and bent down to look at himself in the stream, because of regular exercise, his body has grown a lot taller, and his body is not as fat as before, it looks more symmetrical, Ufan jumped down and washed the sweat on his face, and then prepared to go home.

Just before he turned to leave, he seemed to hear something, as if he was telling, like complaining, faintly, intermittently.

Wu Fan remembered that before Wu Hao left, he had also heard strange sounds here, but thought it was an auditory hallucination. This time, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and searched for the place where the sound was.

As he walked, he came to the edge of the woods, where there were many wild animals, and the villagers warned the children not to go too far, so Ufan only played by the stream where people from outside the village often moved, but he had never come so far.

The woods were densely foliage, with only a few rays of light occasionally hitting the ground, and the breeze was blowing chills. As an eight-year-old child, Ufan's fear and curiosity about the unknown struggled with each other at the edge of the shadows of the woods, hesitating whether to go in or not.

I struggled in my heart for a while, thinking that if I went in, I would definitely not be able to hold back and talk to my mother when I went home, and then I would be reprimanded by my mother, although curiosity overcame fear, but I failed miserably under the awe of my mother.

Ufan snapped and prepared to turn back to the village. And the corner of Wu Fan's eyes swept away, and he caught a glimpse of a red light flashing in the hollow of a tree not far away, and Wu Fan rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Ufan thought to himself, I'm just going to a short distance from the edge of the forest, how can a short distance be too far. Taking advantage of the fact that self-deception had barely overcome awe, he trotted to the hollow of the tree and tiptoed to look inside.

He saw something in the hollow of the tree that looked square, and he reached out to reach out. When I held it in my hand, it felt like a flat wooden box, and the surface of the wooden box was a little rotten due to age, and there were a few holes in it.

Just as Ufan was about to find out, suddenly, Ufan heard the faint cry of a wolf in the distance, and sat down on the ground with a frightened plop.

He took the box into his arms, got up in embarrassment, and fled. When I arrived at the gate of the village, I dared to look back behind me, and found that it was just a false alarm, so I patted my buttocks, rested for a while, calmed my breath, and then went home sneakily.

Not long after, a vague phantory shadow appeared at the entrance of the tree hole where he had just taken the object, and the empty eyes looked in the direction of the shadowless Ufan, and then slowly disappeared.

The wooden box in Ufan's arms contained a book and a translucent blood-red hedron with a white nucleus faintly visible inside.

In the running of Ufan just now, the rotten wooden box was almost cracked, and the spar inside was soaked by Ufan's sweat, and it actually sizzled, as if it had been poured with boiling water, turning into a puff of red smoke and rising out.

With Wu Fan's violent breathing, the red mist was sucked into Wu Fan's body from the slightly open mouth, and only the remaining white core was dripping around.

When Ufan got home, he couldn't wait to take out the rotten box, seeing that the box was so broken, Ufan was distressed, and hurriedly threw away the pile of rotten wood, and took out the book and the spar with only the white nucleus left.

Wu Fan, who was confused with this white stone, was completely unaware of what had happened to him just now, and carefully looked at the white stone, which was very smooth to the touch, and there was something vaguely engraved on the surface, which could neither be seen nor understood.

Ufan felt bored with it, picked it up casually, and then picked up the book with great interest.

Ufan found that the paper of the book was of special material, and the wooden box was rotten, but the book was intact. Because there was no cover, and it was still half a book, he didn't know what kind of book it was.

After shaking his head, he opened the half of the book, but when he opened the book and looked at it casually, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Although this half of the book is not large, it is densely packed with words, and the explanations are also very comprehensive, ranging from the various medicinal effects and poisonous effects of exotic flowers and herbs, to the strengths and weaknesses of fierce birds and beasts.

He looked at the book carefully, and found that in the lower left corner of the last page was printed three hundred and thirty-two in a special font, which should be the number marking the page number, and Ufan always felt that this font had been seen somewhere, as if it was familiar.

After thinking about it, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and remembered that Wu Hao had left him a pile of stolen books before leaving, and there was a bag of tightly broken books, because it was half a book at the beginning, and he couldn't read a few words when he was young, so he didn't care and threw it aside.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan hurriedly flipped out the small package, and when he opened it, he found that this book was indeed the same as that one, and in the lower right corner was the same special font, printed with three hundred and thirty-five, and there seemed to be a missing page in the middle, and from this page onwards was the second exercise supernatural power.

In this way, the paper should have an introduction to the last weapon on one side and a description of the first exercise on the back. After pondering for a while, Wu Fan searched carefully for a long time, but he didn't find it, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but there was more surprise in his heart.

After a slight revision of the decoration of these two fragments, I was immersed in a wonderful world, the things on the pictures came to life, the flowers and plants seemed to be right in front of me, and the beasts seemed to be able to rush out of the book at any time, the swords and swords of weapons were intertwined in front of me, and all kinds of magical powers were practiced in my mind and hunted in my ears.

Ufan only took the book into his eyes, but put the whole world in his mind.

Although the knowledge of the academy was novel at the beginning, but after a long period of repetition, it also made him a little tired, and after staying for a long time, Wu Mian insisted on telling his own legendary self-description even more intensively.

So as soon as Ufan had time, he slipped to the stream to study this yellow-looking "little yellow book" with a missing page, and when he saw it, he jumped up from the stone and began to exercise every day, and his skills became very agile, and the stones by the stream were tossed by Ufan, and his strength was gradually growing.

The book also introduced many exercises and supernatural powers, because the records are detailed, although no one has to guide them, Wu Fan slowly has some understanding.

From not knowing how to do it at the beginning, stretching out his arms and kicking his legs at will, to today's tricks and styles seem to have gradually taken on a little bit of the appearance, and he no longer sees the original hurry.

And as his moves improved, Ufan's fear of the woods also diminished day by day.

As the so-called artist is bold, Wu Fan relied on his ability to run fast, and entered the previous woods several times, carefully searched the tree hole and all corners around, but never found the missing page, and walked out of the woods in disappointment every time.

After searching several times to no avail, I gradually lost confidence in finding the page of the book, and devoted myself to studying the broken book.

Gradually, Wu Fan also remembered almost everything in the book, and his heart was full of yearning for the outside world.

It turns out that the immortals who soar in the sky and the calm and comfortable life are only the superficial world. There are many more new things to explore, and there are many more dark places to fight.

Ufan secretly decided to practice his true skills in the future, so that the evil in the world would have nowhere to hide. And the last trace of red smoke that Wu Fan had absorbed in his body before finally fused with his blood.

In this time of exercising, reading books, and listening to legendary stories, day after day gradually piled up into another year.

At this time, Ufan is the age of growth, and for the sake of his inner goal, Ufan has worked harder to exercise himself in the past year, so in just one year, he has grown a lot taller, a head taller than children of the same age.

And the muscles that are slightly bulging but not abrupt all over his body make his figure more proportional and strong. Ufan had already memorized that book, and because he knew how extraordinary it was, he decided to keep it hidden.

This feeling of mastering all knowledge actually made him feel very powerful, and he thought to himself that even if he was in the outside world now, he should not be too out of place.

Ufan stepped on the stones by the stream, looked down and squinted, silently looking at the reflection of the clouds in the lake, he was looking at the lake, maybe at the sky. He's looking forward to tomorrow, he's looking forward to the future, but he doesn't know when the future he's looking forward to will come.