Yi Hao's body shook violently. Most of the red dots on the outside of his body were absorbed by his body. A look of joy crossed his face.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his body, which made his face distort, his body trembled involuntarily, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead.

In Yi Hao's body, the red spots turned into qi, and an inconspicuous orange point of light around the dantian was constantly tumbling and squeezing, and the dantian was already scarred everywhere. But no matter how angry the red qi was, the orange light spot remained unmoved in the dantian.

When it reached the limit of the dantian's capacity, the orange light point suddenly skyrocketed, and the red qi was swallowed up violently. The orange light point absorbed the red qi and seemed to be full of food and drink, and then occupied the center of the dantian and remained silent. If you look closely, the orange dot seems to have grown in size, and it is already the size of a grain of rice.

Yi Hao didn't know about the situation in the dantian. But he could feel that there seemed to be some change in his body, and what did this change mean to him, for better or for worse? He didn't know......

It was almost noon, and Yi Hao was satisfied with his fist and beat his body that seemed to have become stronger. Then he turned around and punched a cyan stone. I saw a layer of orange glimmer fly from the fist, and slammed into the stone.

There was a loud "click", and a thin crack broke out of the bluestone. Then the sound of "bang-la-la" and "bang-la-la" sounded continuously. The bluestone, which he had ravaged for three years, finally fell apart, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground.

Yi Hao touched his strong fist, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a satisfied smile appeared on his dark face. Then he stretched out his hand, picked up the two large bundles of firewood next to him with the black sandalwood stick, jumped off the rock wall and ran towards Yijia Village.

At the entrance of the village, Yi Wanru was wandering anxiously, looking at the intersection back to the village from time to time.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow flashed at the entrance of the village. A black wind instantly appeared behind Yi Wanru.

Yi Wanru didn't seem surprised by this. She didn't look back and said hurriedly: "Brother Hei, it's still this set!" Hurry up...... Take a trip to Deadwood Temple! ”

"Deadwood?"

"Hmm. This morning, two Taoist children who claim to be Deadwood Temple are waiting for you at your house. They didn't wait for you, and then summoned you to go to the Taoist temple quickly. Yi Wanru turned around and said anxiously while pulling Yi Hao's cuffs.

"Deadwood View...... What's going on? Yi Wanru frowned, looked at Yi Hao and said.

"It's okay, don't worry......" Yi Hao's face tightened.

Looking at Yi Wanru's delicate face, her nose is like Qiong Yao, exquisitely clear, a pair of big eyes that are as black and white as glass beads are clear and smart, her eyes are clear and bright, her long black hair is casually draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, the pear vortex smile is even more charming, and there are crystal beads of sweat hanging on her sideburns, Yi Hao's heart is sweet.

Yi Hao has always liked to dance with knives and sticks since he was sensible, and he has no craft to make money, and the life of the grandfather and son is still relatively poor. Over the years, Yi Yuanshan has gradually grown old, and the life of the family is not as good as day by day. If it weren't for Yi Wanru's family's help and Yi Wanru's careful care, it would be difficult for both of them to live.

"Thanks to this Niko." Yi Hao looked at Yi Wanru quietly.

Yi Wanru saw that Yi Hao had been staring at her, and her fair face couldn't help but turn red. She glanced at Yi Hao quietly, and said crisply: "Brother Hei, don't keep staring at me......"

Seeing Yi Wanru's red face and white neck, Yi Hao's heart couldn't help jumping. But then he thought that they had grown up, and they could no longer mess around like they were children, otherwise it would be a faux pas for this girl......

Seeing that Yi Hao's face was straight and he no longer looked at himself, Yi Wanru showed a touch of disappointment on her face. But she immediately remembered the matter of the Deadwood Temple, and said anxiously: "The Deadwood Temple is looking for you, what's the matter...... Is it dangerous? ”

"Deadwood View...... Don't worry, it should be fine! Yi Hao's tone was relaxed, but his eyes were very heavy.

Deadwood Temple is a Taoist temple adjacent to Black Python Mountain, a mysterious force entrenched in Qingfeng Town. This Taoist temple is notorious, and it is said that there are people who forcibly kidnap the surrounding teenagers to go to the temple to kneel down and worship the gods they worship. If there is one who can make the god of worship manifest, he will stay in the Taoist temple.

Qingfeng Town and Mushui County have been to clear it many times, but each time they go to the Taoist temple, they seem to know in advance. When the officers and soldiers arrived at the approximate location of the Taoist temple, they could not find the mountain gate, and in the end they had to return in vain. Fortunately, in addition to forcing people to believe in God, the Dead Wood Temple did not do any other evil things. After the government was in vain, they didn't bother to bother with this matter.

Yi Hao was also taken captive by the Taoist temple five years ago, and was released after being imprisoned for a few days. But it was precisely because of this incident that Yi Hao was changed, and he seemed to be a different person in the eyes of the villagers.

"It's almost time......" Yi Hao muttered softly. Then his face turned straight and he said to Yi Wanru: "Ru'er, I'll go to Deadwood Temple immediately, you go back and talk to Grandpa Yuanshan......"

"Don't worry about him, I'll be back soon!"

Yi Wanru watched Yi Hao run away blankly.

Five years ago, Yi Hao was only ten years old. He was taken captive to the Temple of Dead Wood, and he was carried in a black bag. In the Deadwood Temple, Yi Hao was not forced to believe in any god as the outside world said. After testing him, Deadwood sent him away.

He was blindfolded and sent out of the Dead Wood Temple. At this time, when he went to the Dead Wood Temple, he could hardly touch the east, west, north and south. With limited memories and an approximate location as people passed it down by word of mouth, he walked along a trail to the peak.

The deeper you go into the mountains, the more birds and beasts roar. But for Yi Hao, who often goes deep into the mountain, he is not nervous at all. Over the years, he has seen a lot of birds and animals in the mountains. But what is common are small, non-vicious beasts. He had never seen any other great beast. As if they were bound by something, they never left the forest periphery and high peaks of Black Python Mountain.

After walking for about half a day, Yihao arrived in front of a cliff. The cliff is so dense that you can't see the specific things clearly, and from time to time there are some crisp birdsong from above.

"This is it, this is where it used to be!" Yi Hao is determined.

"But there's no road here?" Yi Hao frowned and tried to remember, searching carefully along the mountain peak.

At this time, on the steps behind the cliff, two young men in Taoist robes were arguing fiercely.

"Master is really discerning! He actually found this place. The elder Dao Tong said. As he spoke, there was a deep look of yearning and fear in his eyes.

"Look, you see him touch here and there, it's not that he can't find the door. Haha...... I think he's a turtle! The younger Dao Tong pouted.

"I don't know what I value about him, but let us come here and wait for him......"

"Senior brother, don't say it. Let's bring him in first. If we go back late, the Lord will punish us. ”