Inside the jungle.

The clear water of the river gradually flows down the river into the distance.

On the water, a child, no more than five or six years old, stood quietly like a rock, holding a sharp weapon made of twigs in his hand.

In the stream, there are some small fish swimming gently, and the surface of the water has a bit of sparkling beauty under the sunlight.

Shout!

A small fish playfully swam to the boy's feet not far away, the boy's pupils shrank, his arm exerted force, a push, the branch in his hand burst out rapidly, like a sharp arrow off the bow, the killing intent suddenly appeared, the branch broke through the water, the sharp tip directly penetrated the body of the small fish, and the blood water slipped out in an instant.

"Caught two fish, almost." The boy took a few steps forward and grabbed the branch and pulled it out of the water, the small fish pierced by the branch was still swinging, but to no avail, the scales shimmered, and it was a beautiful cyan.

Rushing!

Walking to the shore, the boy directly disemboweled, and washed the small fish, without much skill, he got a little salt and smeared it on it, and then placed the herring on the shelf above the fire, on the shelf, there was still a fish being roasted.

Under the shelf, the flames rose with the burning of the firewood, and the blazing flames continued to scorch the mackerel, and soon a faint fragrance drifted with the breeze.

Qin Ze leaned against the stone, his hands resting behind his head, and his water-blue eyes like the ocean stared at the stream.

"It's so fast, another month has passed." The boy muttered softly.

He is naturally Qin Ze, and a full month has passed since his grandmother passed away.

During this time, although he had the help of the village chief and everyone, Qin Ze didn't want to rely too much on these, and every morning at seven o'clock he would leave the village alone and come to the dense forest, sometimes to collect information on medicinal materials obtained from books, and sometimes to rely on the hunting skills he learned from Uncle Zhenglong to hunt prey.

No, this herring fish was caught by Qin Ze with the knowledge he had learned.

The magic of Douluo Continent also exceeds his concept, a five-year-old child, full of physical strength, no worse than an adult, and even the strength, Qin Ze himself has an inexplicable sense of strangeness, he always feels that his strength is not even worse than Uncle Zhenglong, of course, this is just a feeling, if you really want to fight, he will stop cooking as soon as the other party punches him.

"There is less than a year to awaken the martial soul, I don't know what my martial soul is." Qin Ze flipped over the noodles of the grilled fish, and his heart was full of thoughts.

What is the most important thing in Douluo Continent, it is naturally the martial soul.

What will the powerful sect and family be able to continue forever, isn't it because of the inheritance of martial souls, such as the Nine Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, and the Haotian Sect.

Qin Ze didn't know who his biological parents were in this life, and even he suspected that he didn't have biological parents at all, so he couldn't guess what his martial soul was out of thin air.

"Damn, I thought I had a system before, and I was still silently reading in my heart like a brain-dead." Thinking about it, Qin Ze's face suddenly darkened, he thought that after crossing the system, it was all standard, but there was no wool.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, Qin Ze subconsciously looked at the grill, the grilled fish that was grilled first was almost ready, he hurriedly brought a layer of paper towels and picked up the iron skewer.

"It smells so good!" Qin Ze took a bite of the meat of the herring fish fiercely, and his mouth was immediately full of fragrance.

The highest-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods.

The meat of the herring has a slight sweetness, the meat is smooth, and a hint of fragrance bursts out of the throat after swallowing.

The grease filled his mouth and gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

"Yo, it's very fragrant."

Just as Qin Ze was enjoying the grilled fish, a voice came inexplicably.

Hearing the voice, Qin Ze frowned, and his whole person became vigilant, and he kept looking around.

Rustling!

Not long after, in the dense forest on the left, a green-haired old man came out.

Seeing that it was an old man, Qin Ze still did not relax his vigilance, and on his right hand, he quietly grabbed an iron stick.

He had never seen this old man, and his green hair color was not found in a village within a radius of twenty kilometers, which meant that this person was not from the vicinity of Maple Leaf Village.

The green-haired old man twitched his nose, apparently smelling the aroma of grilled fish.

He walked up to Qin Ze and looked down at the grill.

At this time, Qin Ze discovered that the height of this old man was definitely more than one meter nine, and he was even close to two meters tall.

"Don't be nervous, the old man really wants to do something to you, your iron skewer has a fart." The green-haired old man rolled his gaze and glanced at Qin Ze.

Qin Ze's face froze, but the iron skewer was well covered by him, and this person actually sensed it.

However, the person who knows the times is Junjie, and Qin Ze immediately put down the iron skewer.

Others can pay attention to and perceive his movements at will, and he is obviously a powerful character, and he doesn't dare to hold it up.

Seeing this, the old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "The old man's name is Poison Immortal, your fish is well grilled, how about selling it to me?" ”

As he spoke, the old man named Poison Immortal casually took out a small bag, and with the movement of his arm, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding in the bag, which looked like a lot.

Poison doesn't die!

Qin Ze's face remained unchanged, but there was a huge wave in his heart, if his memory was not wrong, wouldn't this person be the sect master of the Ontology Sect.

A Super Douluo with a soul power level of up to level ninety-eight.

Qin Ze calmed his heart and said with a smile: "If the old man is hungry, just eat it, anyway, there are many fish in these streams, I'll go get a few more." ”

"It's not my habit to eat white food, old man, take it!" Poison Immortal smiled indifferently, and casually threw the money bag next to Qin Ze's palm.

Qin Ze glanced at the money bag, and there was no hypocrisy, just put it away.

Seeing Qin Ze put away the money bag, Poison Immortal nodded, he didn't like hypocritical people.

Pick up the iron skewer on the grill casually, the temperature of the skewer is very high after being burned by the flame, but the poison immortal doesn't care at all, this temperature is higher for him, rubbing his palm is higher than this.

"This grilled fish is good, you should just put salt, right, not bad!" After eating the first bite of grilled fish, he was slightly amazed that the poison did not die, although the grilled fish was very simple to place, but the taste was a must, and even he felt that putting too much seasoning would destroy the sweet aroma of the fish.

Qin Ze said with a smile: "Old man, you may not have eaten this kind of fish, this fish is called herring fish, it is a specialty of our region, there is no other place, the texture of this fish is sweet and fragrant, and there are not too many small spines, and it is very simple to bake." ”

Poison Immortal raised his eyebrows and said: "The old man eats too much fish and meat, but he eats less of this simple ingredient, which is good!" ”

As he spoke, the poisonous immortal was looking at Qin Ze, what kind of delicacy in this Douluo Continent was something he hadn't eaten, naturally he couldn't be surprised by a fish, he was just chatting with Qin Ze with the help of grilled fish.

Airplanes!

In the air, invisible fluctuations were heard.

Poison Immortal was eating grilled fish, and suddenly, a trace of abyss-like anger flashed in his eyes, and an invisible terrifying aura spread out, but this aura only existed for less than a second before disappearing.

Qin Ze, who was eating grilled fish, immediately felt a chill down his spine, and a tremor from the depths of his soul startled him, he turned his head to look around, but finally stopped at the poisonous immortal's body.

He saw the coldness in the eyes of the poisonous immortal, his throat suddenly rolled, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said secretly in his heart: "My day, don't you just eat a grilled fish, so you won't kill me." ”

"Child, your grilled fish is good, the old man has taken a trip beforehand." Poison Immortal stood up, left a sentence and left directly.

Qin Ze was stunned and glanced at the direction where the poisonous immortal left, and after a few seconds, he reacted and was suddenly startled, "No, the direction he went in is, Maple Leaf Village!" ”