Chapter 1: The Fall of the Star

Lear sat on a huge stake and watched the sun slowly set in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on the reckless forest, gilding countless trees with a golden edge, and the colorful wildflowers blooming unbridledly, releasing their delicate or wild beauty, he couldn't help but be a little stupid.

He has another name in this world: Richard.

The rays of the setting sun shone obliquely on his body, looking like a silhouette from a distance. This silhouette has been motionless for two hours, and it has become a habit for him to spend the night here every time he goes hunting.

Lear exhaled deeply, and a wave of earth elemental fluctuations entered his body, like a steel file moving his ** and soul, and severe pain swept in, making his body tremble involuntarily.

"The elemental power and aura of this world are completely different, you can only refine such a tiny little bit every day, and you don't know how ......many years it will take to meet the requirements of foundation building in the Taixu Heavenly Book," Lear sighed with a twisted face. The faint yellow light swept across the surface of his body, strengthening his body muscles little by little, and the young man's body seemed to be a little stronger.

Lear is an Even-Win hunter, living in the village of Moss at the foot of the mountains, since the age of twelve he has been hunting alone in the mountains and forests, the mountains and forests are his home, although he is only sixteen years old now, he has become an excellent hunter, walking in the big black mountain, like walking into his own back garden.

Lear, Richard, although the name is only one word apart, but Lear knows how huge the gap is, these are two worlds at all!

He wasn't originally from this world, but from another place, and even he didn't know why he came to this strange world.

"Yo, Yo ......" A few slight wild deer chirps woke up the pensive Lear, he raised his eyebrows, and quickly grabbed the big bow beside him, this bow was very rough, it was a purple bamboo bent into a bow, and then tied with a thick beast tendon, but its lethality should not be underestimated, it could shoot three hundred steps, and within a hundred steps it could pierce the body of the prey.

This is the male tricolor deer that he has been tracking for most of the day! Lear was happy in his heart, if he hunted this deer, this trip would not be in vain, an adult male deer is enough for a family of two to last for a month, and the meat for the winter will be almost ready.

His body rushed out like a sturdy leopard, and his steps were silent on the soft ground. With his powerful feet on the criss-crossing branches, he rushed forward several meters with elastic force, and in an instant his body sank into the leafy forest, merging with the mountain forest, like a foraging beast!

A few minutes later, the three-color deer appeared in his field of vision three hundred steps away, the three-color deer, the herbivore native surname monster, very alert, agile, the slightest encounter with the wind and grass will quickly flee, will launch a thorn to attack, the meat is delicious, deerskin is one of the best materials to make boots......

This is also the reason why Lear persistently tracked down this tricolor deer, which is not very attackable, the meat is delicious, and the skin is valuable, which is the most popular prey for experienced hunters.

But the tricolor deer is too alert to hunt it unless he can lurk within a hundred paces and launch a surprise attack!

Lear leaned down and slowly approached from downwind. Although he sprinkled the powder of iris seeds on his body to block his body odor, it was difficult to ensure that he would not be detected by the unusually sensitive sense of smell of the tricolor deer, and approaching from the downwind could greatly reduce the probability of being spotted by it.

The tricolor deer leisurely ate the grass, unaware of the impending crisis. But it still raised its head from time to time to look into the distance. Vigilance is the foundation of its survival in the Great Black Mountain, which is infested with demonic beasts, and it is a racial instinct inherited for thousands of years. And it hasn't forgotten that all the time. As soon as it notices that something is wrong around it, it spreads its four long thin legs and runs away gracefully. Even the swiftest wind wolves and spotted leopards in the forest are unlikely to catch up.

With the help of the towering ancient trees and vines crisscrossing the forest, Lear finally approached a hundred and fifty paces away from the tricolor deer, and as long as he got fifty steps closer to it, he was sure to kill it with one blow!

Lear slowly ducked down and stalked like a giant tree lizard...... Forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps...... He steadily raised the purple bamboo bow, pulled out a long arrow made of iron arrow wood, and the tail of the arrow was inlaid with a raccoon feather, and slowly pulled the bamboo bow away, locking on the prey a hundred steps away, and the black, white and yellow patterns on the three-color deer were already clearly visible.

Suddenly, the tricolor deer suddenly raised its elegant head bag with silver-white antlers in alarm, but it looked at the sky in the distance strangely!

A trace of purple light flowed on the arrowhead made of the beast's bones, making an undetectable crackling sound, "Purple Arrow"! Lear let out a soft cry and shot an arrow! At this moment, countless birds and beasts flapped their wings from the canopy not far away, making a strange creaking sound.

"The Three Arrows of the Underworld", the basic technique in Lear's previous life's cultivation techniques, uses spiritual power to condense into talismans, directly killing and injuring the target, while also disturbing the prey's sanity, leaving it in a state of temporary mental confusion.

The more lethal "Green Soul Arrow" is not something that he can drive with his meager spiritual power now, at least he can barely use it after reaching the foundation. As for the more powerful "Cangling Arrow", it can directly absorb the vitality of the prey, and there is no need to think about it before cultivating the "Nine Separation Essence Fire". The huge demand for spiritual power can directly absorb him into Chengren.

Lear didn't dare to slack off, ignoring that the tricolor deer had raised his head alertly, and with a release of his hand, he shot the arrow with a purple glow. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a black crow fluttered its wings from the canopy of a tree not far away, and a strange quacking sound rushed into the air.

"Damn bird! I'm here to disturb my uncle's good deeds again!" Lear cursed secretly, this hateful crow is possessed by an old ghost and is flying around him these days, repeatedly destroying his good deeds!

The crow's noise has alarmed the tricolor deer, and with its alertness and agility, it can avoid the attack of the "Purple Shadow Arrow" with a slight jump. It's a pity that he just barely practiced not long ago to be able to shoot the "Netherworld Three Arrows" and neutralize the Purple Phantom Arrow, if he can shoot the "Cangling Arrow", even if the dodge action of the three-color deer is twice as fast, it will be difficult to escape death.

"Blind with a good arrow. He was depressed, this arrow was a beast bone he had carefully selected, and it took him more than half a day to sharpen it, and it took another half a day to make the shaft, and it took a day to make an arrow. He couldn't help but look at the tricolor deer in the distance, but he was surprised to find that the tricolor deer seemed to be stupid and motionless! And when he looked at the sky with his graceful head held high, the white antlers seemed to turn golden in the rays of the setting sun.

The "Purple Shadow Arrow" steadily tore through the air......

"Let the arrows fly a little longer......" Lear secretly prayed that the deer wasn't scared away, remembering a line that was once popular in his world.

In an instant, the arrow only drilled into the deer's eye, shot in from the left eye, pierced through the right eye, and shot perfectly! Lear almost jumped up, this was the most perfect arrow he had shot in so many years, the arrow only pierced through the two eyes of the tricolor deer, and the purple vitality stirred its brain into a pulp, but it would not damage a little fur, such a deer skin could be sold for at least five silver coins!

But in the blink of an eye, he froze. As if nothing happened, the deer still looked up at the setting sun in the sky, motionless, as if it had flown out of the sky at that moment.

Lear couldn't help but look at the sky through the empty eyes of the tricolor deer, but was shocked to find a large fireball passing through the sky and quickly smashing down towards the Great Black Mountain Forest!

"Boom ......" A dull sound rolled through the sky, as if the great fireball of thunder and heavenly fire dragged a long golden and fiery red tail, and the huge energy distorted the air, and flew towards the forest where he was!

"Meteorite!" ...... Lear exclaimed, he could clearly see that the meteorite was falling in his direction, as if it were targeting ......

Uhh

Lear ran away, and said! This is only a hundred steps away from the fall point, and even the shock wave is enough to kill himself! He hurriedly crawled into the distance with a rolling belt, and the thorns instantly ripped open his ragged leather robe, piercing his bronzed skin into countless blood paths......

As he fled, he threw out three small puppets in his hand and shouted a few strange and incomprehensible phrases in a mess, which, if you listened closely, would reveal that these obscure phrases were actually some kind of secret spell.

Only Lear himself knows that those puppets are stand-in puppets made from hundred-year-old peach tree branches on the edge of Mohr Village, one of the most superficial spells of the Heavenly Art Gate, which can greatly resist the physical damage of the caster, and if you cultivate to the depths of the place, you can make a powerful stand-in talisman and die in place of the master!

"Boom ......" huge meteorite hit the ground, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye spread rapidly in all directions around the center of the hit tricolor deer, and the ground was undulating wherever the shockwave went, and the giant tree hugged by several people seemed to be violently rubbed into powder by a giant hand. A mushroom cloud hundreds of meters high rises into the sky.

There seemed to be a strange and hoarse voice coming from inside, but it was drowned out by a loud explosion.

Lear didn't hear this strange voice, he was running for his life, the muscles of his whole body were tense, like a steel wire bulging, and his speed was one percent faster in an instant, and his potential was further released at the moment of life and death, and he ran hundreds of meters away in an instant. Three small puppets floated eerily behind him, glowing faintly reddish.

The furious shockwave caught up with the rushing figure in an instant, devouring him fiercely.

"Ka, ka, ka......" The three peach puppets floating strangely burst out with a red light, which cracked in an instant, and exploded into a cloud of powder almost at the same time!

Lear roared wildly, and a bloody arrow several meters away burst out of his mouth, as if he had been hit by a raging tyrannosaurus, and fell forward!