Yi Hao was about to knock on the door, but the stone door suddenly opened. An old voice came from inside the door, "Come in...... The voice seemed to come from the netherworld, fluttering and flickering, making it difficult to grasp the location of the speaker.

Yi Hao stopped and finally saw the mysterious "him" who was "infamous". I don't know if he is "evil" or "good......

Whatever! Yi Hao shook his head vigorously, shook off the many thoughts in his heart and walked into the stone room with his head held high.

The stone room is very simple, only a futon and some stone tables and chairs, and some bottles and cans are scattered around.

There was a man sitting on the top of the futon. He was thin and dressed in an inky robe, and it was difficult to tell his age at first glance. The man's forehead was extraordinarily large, so wide that it did not match his face, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, his two small eyes were a little cloudy, but occasionally they shimmered, and his eyes were both sharp and weak, making you feel as if he was old at times and young at other times. His palms were like rulers, each finger was as thin as a wicker, and his skin was wrinkled, a bit like tree bark.

As soon as I entered the stone room, a sense of oppression rushed towards me.

"What is this?" Yi Hao was shocked. He was not allowed to think, and the huge pressure was like a huge mountain pressing down. He was trying to resist with luck, but the pressure suddenly increased and then recederated like a tide.

"Your name is Yi Hao, I am Dead Wood, sit down......" The man didn't wait for Yi Hao to think more, and suddenly spoke. His voice was a little dry and his tone was short.

Yi Hao said: "Oh? Are you the Master of the Deadwood? Yi Hao glanced at the man sideways, and after calming down a little, he sat on the stone bench.

After Yihao sat down, the person simply said neatly: "Yes! ”

"I'm the evil Deadwood Master in the legends outside...... "The Deadwood Master was silent as he finished speaking, his small eyes staring at Yi Hao intensely.

Yi Hao saw that this guy who was not old and young like a monster stared at him and did not speak, and his heart was a little hairy. But he tried hard to control it in his heart, so that there was no trace of expression on his face.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Good boy, more calm than Lao Tzu! After a long time, the dry voice of the man on the dead wood sounded again.

"You're lucky, try to hit the stone wall on the right with all your might." The face of the Master of the Dead Wood was solemn, and he said without question.

Hearing this, Yi Hao hesitated slightly. But looking at the face of the man on the dead wood, if he disobeys, it will be difficult to be good. It's still unclear how this Deadwood Temple will treat him, and there is no danger in hitting the stone wall, so it's better to listen to it for the time being. You have to show your cultivation with all your might, so that you can have the capital to bargain with them.

Then Yi Hao quickly got up and came to the stone wall, carrying the skills of five years of cultivation. I saw a red-fiery light pouring out of his fists, roaring straight towards the stone wall.

"Boom ......" The stone wall trembled, and the stone chips fell one after another. When the dust cleared, a small pit was left in the stone wall.

"Huh?"

"If you really have it, you can cultivate the truth...... It's the fire element, it's good! ”

As soon as the Dead Wood Master's words fell, his figure suddenly jumped out of thin air. Before Yi Hao could react, the hand of the dead wood master was already on his wrist.

Yi Hao's body suddenly lost its freedom of movement, and a strong air flow came from the hands of the dead wood master, rampaging through his body. When the air flow came to Yihao Dantian, the orange light point seemed to be disdainful of this and was unmoved.

"Huo Yuan Root, Five Grades!"

The Master of Deadwood turned around and sat down on the futon and smiled fiercely at Yi Hao. Although the smile of the Master of the Dead Wood was a little terrifying, it could still be seen that he was very happy and excited.

When Yi Hao heard this, his face was full of doubt.

In the Eastern Yuan Continent, there is a group of mysterious people who are called "immortals" in the secular world. They call themselves cultivators. Cultivators draw the vitality of heaven and earth into their bodies, transform their bodies, and practice spells. They have the unfathomable power of slashing rivers and mountains, flying with edgeworth, etc. If you compare a cultivator with a martial artist, the two are completely different. If the cultivator is Haoyue, then the martial artist is fireflies. Cultivators are extremely rare and mysterious.

The Master of the Dead Wood himself was a cultivator, and he hid here because he was seriously injured due to a vendetta. His injuries were too serious for his personal skills to heal, and he needed the help of cultivators to recover. If he went out to seek the help of cultivators, he would run a greater risk of being discovered by the enemy. Therefore, he had no choice but to find people in the secular world who had the potential to cultivate the truth to teach him the tricks, so that when his cultivation reached a certain level, he could help himself heal his wounds.

Deadwood Guan took Yi Hao into custody five years ago and found him wearing a charm on his chest. And the charm turned out to be an excellent yuan stone. This is a relief for the Deadwood Master who is in urgent need of Yuan Shi to heal his wounds. At the same time, they also unexpectedly discovered that Yi Hao seemed to have a Yuan Root. Although Yi Hao's Yuan Root is not very good, and there are not many prospects for cultivation, this is already very rare in the secular world. Moreover, the Yin Poison wounds suffered by the Venerable Master of the Dead Wood are in need of such a cultivator of the Primal Root to guide and heal.

While the Master of Deadwood deeply felt the endless path of heaven and man, he also secretly attached importance to Yi Hao's cultivation. Because Yi Hao has a fire spirit root, what the Dead Wood View has granted him is the Zhengyang Recipe that is widely spread in the cultivation realm.

Deadwood Temple has captured countless children over the years, and only two people have been found to be qualified, starfish and seamounts. Haishan's qualifications can only be cultivated, and they are better than starfish's qualifications. The Master of the Dead Wood gave them the method of cultivating the truth, and he also expected them to help him heal his wounds after they had achieved success in their cultivation.

But the Master of Deadwood didn't expect that Yi Hao was even more perceptive than he imagined. Five years ago, Deadwood Temple taught him the basics, and I thought it would be good to be able to get started with his qualifications. But now he has actually broken through the first layer of the Zhengyang Jue, and he is a dual cultivation of martial arts.

The cultivation realm is mainly based on cultivating the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth, and when fighting with people, it also attacks with spells or uses Yuan Force to drive magic weapons. Therefore, many cultivators are very strong in mana attacks, but weak in physical bodies.

At the beginning, the Master of Deadwood only focused on the cultivation of Yuan Li and neglected the cultivation of the physical body, and when he was besieged by many people, he was accidentally hit by a magic weapon and was seriously injured. The Master of Deadwood didn't know that the reason why Yi Hao strengthened his physical practice while practicing the tricks taught by Deadwood was that he had only liked to dance with guns and sticks since he was a child.

"Come, sit closer. Call me Deadwood! The Master of the Dead Wood was in a good mood and greeted Yi Hao with a little eagerness.

Seeing the change in the Master's attitude towards himself after he demonstrated his skills, Yi Hao became vigilant. As an orphan, although he has the care of Yi Yuanshan's grandfather and the help of Yi Wanru's family, he has no worries. But in the village, he also deeply understood and understood this kind of truth of "being courteous when you have nothing to do, and being either a traitor or a thief". He was unimpressed by the enthusiasm of the Deadwood Master.

"Can I ask a few questions?" Yi Hao looked up at the dead wood master and said seriously.

"The first question you want to ask is Xiuzhen, is it the Yuan Root?" The Master of the Dead Wood glanced at Yi Hao lightly and said.

"Yes, I'm obviously a martial artist's skin refining realm?"