Xuantian Continent, in the midst of a vast mountain range, the mountains are majestic, and at the foot of those mountains, there is a small village.

In the early morning, the morning glow is shining, as if in the warm embrace of the mother, so that the person who bathes in it feels warm.

More than a dozen children of a few years old are facing the morning glow in a vacant space in front of the village with a few teenagers, humming and exercising their physique.

A middle-aged man with a shirtless body, bronzed skin, and muscular muscles like a tiger and a leopard, was walking back and forth in front of several teenagers at this time, keeping his eyes on their every move, and if something was wrong, he would correct it in time.

"The sun is rising, it is the time when all things are recovering, and the purple qi comes from the east, at this time, it is a great benefit to welcome the purple qi to forge the body, although you can't do it to the point of inhaling the xia qi, but the purple qi blows the body, it can still replenish the vitality of the human body, and it can temper the body, the plan of the day lies in the morning, get up early every day to practice, strengthen yourself, and you can live in this vast mountain range in the future." The middle-aged man who was standing in front and pointing out a few teenagers said with a serious face, and then faced a few people, and shouted: "Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Several teenagers hurriedly responded loudly.

"Got it!" Behind several teenagers, a group of children also shouted.

And at the edge of the open space in front of the village, next to a boulder carved with ancient seal characters in Zhoujia Village, a child who was short and thin to the point of being skinny was looking at the teenagers who were exercising against the morning glow, and the eyes that were a little sunken because they were too thin were full of envy.

The child's name is Zhou Fan, he is sixteen years old this year, and he was the same as other peers in the village, but unfortunately everything has changed since he was five years old.

That year, Zhou Fan had a strange disease, he was originally white and fat, he actually became skinny overnight, as if the muscles of his body were eaten by something, and his whole body was only a layer of skin.

The village chief of Zhoujia Village, when he was young, once walked out of the great wilderness and went to the outside world, and then for some reason, he returned here again, and has never gone out since.

Because he had wandered in the big world outside and learned a lot of things from the outside world, including the art of medicine and stone, he went to him for any incurable diseases in the village, and he was able to cure the disease every time.

But after checking Zhou Fan's body, the village chief shook his head at the latter's parents helplessly, and told them that he could not cure Zhou Fan's illness.

Because what Zhou Fan got was not a disease at all, the reason why he became like this was that his life force and physical essence were passing, and there was nothing he could do with his medicinal stone technique, so they could prepare the aftermath for Zhou Fan, because he felt that Zhou Fan would not live long.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and it slammed into Zhou Fan's parents, and even if Zhou Fan's mother cried loudly, his father, known as the strongest person in Zhoujia Village, was also paralyzed to the ground, and there were crystal droplets of water in his eyes that slipped down his cheeks.

Seeing this, the village chief couldn't bear it, so he told them that he had heard in the outside world that there was an immortal temple in the vast mountain range, and if he could enter it to obtain an elixir, then Zhou Fan would be able to survive.

Since then, Zhou Fan's father has gone out early and returned late every day to find the immortal hall in the vast mountain range as the village chief said, and sometimes he does not return for more than ten days, while Zhou Fan drinks the blood of the beast every day to replenish his vitality and essence, which is the only way for the village chief to tell them to hang Zhou Fan's life, because the blood of the beast contains most of the life essence of a beast.

In this way, Zhou Fan hanged himself by drinking the blood of beasts every day, and after the other people in the village knew about it, they often sent the blood of the beasts obtained from hunting to Zhou Fan's house, and this drink was eleven years, and Zhou Fan's father still did not find the immortal hall to ask for the elixir for him.

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In the vast mountains, the living environment is extremely harsh, there are many wild beasts and poisonous insects, for food, in order to survive, many men died prematurely in the wilderness before they were minors, and if they want to live, the only way to be strong is to strengthen themselves, so the early morning exercise, in addition to women need to cook at home, whether it is adults or the elderly and children, they have developed the habit of exercising, but Zhou Fan is different, he can't exercise because of physical reasons, and can only watch silently on the side every day.

"Alright, call it a day!"

With a loud shout, all the children and teenagers cheered, rubbing their aching hands and feet, and then ran to their homes with cheers, ready to eat breakfast.

Next to the clearing, the old people who were swallowing the essence of heaven and earth on the boulders also smiled and got up from the boulders, while the sturdy adults laughed and scolded, counting their children, and walked quickly towards their homes.

Zhoujia Village is not big, there are only more than 200 men, women and children, and the houses are all made of stone, simple and natural.

Zhou Fan held a cane in his hand, and before everyone left, he slowly walked towards his stone house.

Zhou Fan's stone house is only 100 meters away from the open space at the head of the village, which is a distance that ordinary people can walk in tens of seconds, but Zhou Fan walked extremely hard, and finally after he left, when the children who were farther away from him in the open space returned home, he walked to the door of his house.

There was a small courtyard made of broken stones outside the stone house of Zhou Fan's house, and in the courtyard, a middle-aged woman wearing coarse cloth clothes and wheat-colored skin walked out of the stone house with a bowl of rice porridge and a bowl of bright red animal blood.

"Mother!"

Zhou Fan walked into the courtyard, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard with a weak buttocks, panting, and shouted.

The middle-aged woman looked at her son who was sweating profusely and panting, her eyes were slightly moist, and she was afraid that her son would see it, so she hurriedly coughed and said with a smile: "Fan'er is back!" Let's eat. ”

"Hmm!"

Zhou Fan smiled and nodded.

Under the gaze of the middle-aged woman, Xuan Wei laboriously picked up the big bowl full of beast blood and drank it with great difficulty.

"Hoo ......"

A bowl of beast blood went down his stomach, Zhou Fan exhaled a long breath, and only then did he feel that his body had some strength.

"Mother, you eat it quickly, otherwise it won't taste good when it's cold for a while!" Zhou Fan put down the big bowl and looked at the middle-aged woman who had been staring at him, and said.

"Okay."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman smiled and picked up another bowl of rice porridge, and drank it in a few clicks.

Seeing his mother finish drinking rice porridge, Zhou Fan smiled, and asked with a worried expression: "Dad has been out for more than ten days, why hasn't he come back?"

"Don't worry, your dad should be back in a day or two." The middle-aged woman touched Zhou Fan's little head and said.

When the middle-aged woman said this, there was also some worry in her eyes, although she had been like this for the past eleven years, but every time Zhou Fan's father went out, she was scared, after all, in the wilderness, there were too many accidents.

"Uncle Zhou Qi is back, and he is almost in the open space at the head of the village......"

At this moment, a little boy who looked about four or five years old suddenly ran to the door of Zhou Fan's house, shouted, and then turned around and ran towards the head of the village.

Hearing this, the mother and son had joy in their eyes, Zhou Fan's mother. Even more rubbed up, and stood up from the stone bench.

Immediately, Zhou Fan walked towards the village together with the support of his mother.

When I came to the village, I happened to see Zhou Fan's father, Zhou Qi, arrive at the open space in front of the village.

The mother and son were happy, but soon Zhou Fan's mother noticed that something was wrong, and saw that Zhou Qi was walking a little staggeringly, and the coarse cloth clothes he was wearing were also stained red with blood......

When Zhou Qi was about to arrive at the head of the village, Zhou Fan on the side also discovered the abnormality on his body, and immediately his face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Dad!"