There is a black python mountain in the southeast of the Eastern Yuan continent. Its mountain is about thousands of zhang high, and the mountain is majestic. The entire Black Python Mountain Range is as steep as being chopped by an axe and knife, making it difficult for mortals to climb. It is said that there are 36 peaks in the Black Python Mountain, which rise and fall for tens of thousands of miles, like a hideous python lying across the border of the Eastern Yuan Continent, becoming the natural division boundary of the southeast of the Eastern Yuan Continent. Ancient legend has it that this mountain originated from the battle of the gods and was transformed by the Nine Heavens Relics.

The country of Guyue became a country according to the Black Python Mountain. According to legend, the Guyue Kingdom was founded by the Emperor Guyue, and was originally the giant overlord of the Eastern Yuan Continent. Time has passed, and after experiencing the hegemony of various countries, the ancient moon country no longer has the glory of the past. Its national strength is not as good as before, and it can only rely on the black python mountain in a remote corner.

Yijia Village is an inconspicuous village in the ancient moon country, but it is not ordinary. The old people in the village often say that Yijia Village originates from the ancient sage Suiren clan, and the people with the surname are the direct descendants of the Suiren clan. Yijia Village has produced many talents in ancient times, and they have created countless brilliant achievements. The vicissitudes of life have made it difficult to verify these people and things. But it does not prevent the people of Yijia Village from being proud of their surnames.

The first peak of Black Python Mountain is located in the east of the mainland, which is particularly steep. And Yijia Village is at the foot of Yishan Peak. It is precisely because of the steepness of the mountain peak that Yijia Village is not rich, and the villagers can only live with food and clothing. The population of the mountain village is not large, about 300 households, and it seems very quiet. The village is small in size, with a staggered arrangement of houses, and two wide roads running through the village in four directions: south, south, west, and north.

In the early hours of the morning, the sound of chickens and dogs barking gradually began to rise in Yishan Village, and faint cooking smoke began to rise from the chimneys on the roofs of the houses in the four places. Smoke from the cooking, like graceful flying immortals wrapped in gray satin, flew high into the sky.

In the easternmost part of the village, there are three abandoned huts side by side, with a wide stone platform in front of them. On the stone platform, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy dressed in coarse linen clothes waved vigorously with a sandalwood stick in his hand. Straight split, sweep, uplift, oblique stab four repetition, each style of exhaustion of the momentum of the transformation, like a dragon and tiger on the stone platform to jump.

The young man has long black and dense hair, a dark face with sharp angles and cold handsomeness, and a pair of bright eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, and his inadvertent perseverance and calmness are not to be underestimated. His muscular arms were bare, reflecting a faint bronze glow in the light of the rising sun.

The Eastern Yuan Continent divides martial arts into two realms: acquired and congenital. The acquired realm is divided into the early stage, middle stage, and late stage, which correspond to the three realms of skin refining, tendon refining, and bone refining. As for the innate one, it is the grandmaster realm reached by the breakthrough of the acquired martial artist with excellent talent. The process of breaking through the innate realm is very difficult, and there is no one among the acquired martial artists.

If there is a master around, he will definitely be surprised by the cultivation situation of the young man. Internal force refining skin is a manifestation of internal strength, and ordinary people need to cultivate for at least decades to reach this realm. But how old is this young man, and he seems to have reached such a state!

"Brother Hei, it's time to eat!"

"Kuroko...... baby can really endure hardship!"

An old man with a white beard and hair walked over tremblingly, supported by a beautiful girl of more than ten years old. The old man's body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, and he beckoned the young man from afar. The little girl looked at the teenager with little stars in her eyes.

The young man's expression was focused, and the beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling, and he counted vaguely in his mouth: "Nine hundred and two, nine hundred and three......"

"Okay, last ......"

"Bang ......" The wooden stick in the young man's hand slammed into the ground with a loud bang.

The boy closed his eyes and stood up, "Whew...... Drink ......" spat out the white gas that rolled like a dragon. When the white qi was about to dissipate, it was inhaled into his body like a thin thread. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body was shining.

The young man muttered with satisfaction: "Five breaths ......, it's been five years, and today I finally met the requirements they said!" ”

"You kid, why are you like this! Hey, how many times have I advised you, it's easy to learn carpenter from me, and it's easy to make money, but you shouldn't! ”

"Ru'er, you too...... If you don't learn from your father, you will try to tinker with medicinal herbs! ”

"It's hard for your grandfather and me to inherit this craft, no one has inherited it,......" the old man muttered as he looked at the two of them dotingly.

"Grandpa, I studied medicine and saved many of our fellow villagers. Cluck...... It's not interesting to write a poem right from my father! The girl spoke first, her eyes full of mischievous and cunning.

"It's been more than ten years......," the old man murmured, as if he hadn't heard the girl's words. The old man turned to caress the young man's head lovingly, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"I'm sorry for you......" The young man looked at the old man's clumped body, his eyes unbearable.

"Do what that place says, as long as you're promising!"

"Dead Wood View ......" The young man clenched his fists and pursed his lips to read silently.

When he heard the words "that place" in the old man's words, he could hardly calm down and an uproar reverberated in his chest. His eyes looked at the mountains in the distance, and his brow furrowed like a rope.

"Someone's stomach is screaming again, go home for dinner." As if to adjust the atmosphere, the girl tilted her head and smiled at the boy.

The young man's frowning brows quietly stretched when he heard this, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva slightly. The slight "grunting" sound in his stomach was still heard by the two people next to him.

"Old man, I'm nagging again. Yes, let's go...... Go home for dinner! ”

"Hmm!"

"You slow down......"

The boy and the girl supported the old man to the left and the right and walked towards the village.

The old man's name is Yi Yuanshan, and he is a well-known carpenter master in the village. The young man's name is Yi Hao, and Yi Yuanshan are grandchildren and grandchildren. The girl's name is Yi Wanru, and she is the only daughter of Yi Hao's family village writing teaching Yi Xianliang. Fifteen years ago, an infant baby was abandoned at the door of Yiyuanshan's house. Yi Yuanshan's family happened to have no children and no daughters, so he adopted the child. Since then, Yi Yuanshan and the child have been commensurate with grandchildren. Yi Yuanshan named him Yi Hao according to the Hao character on an unknown ornament on the child's chest.

In the early morning sun, after the dew that originally brought cool was evaporated, the black python mountain was filled with its fiery smell.

At the top of a small mountain, Yi Hao sat on a large rock and breathed into the red sun. Behind him was the main mountain range of the black oppressive Yishan Peak, and from time to time the roar of demon beasts could be heard from the depths of the mountain range. This small mountain is adjacent to the main mountain range, and it is so steep that even some birds and beasts will not visit. If it weren't for Yi Hao's practice of climbing for many years and beating ordinary people, he would never have been able to get here.

As time passed, the heat of the sun seemed to reach its peak in the early morning. At this time, clusters of red spots gradually gathered on Yi Hao's body. They scrambled to burrow into Yihao's body.