The summer of the twenty-second year of the Nine Tribulations of the Shenzhou calendar.

Nanzhan Buzhou Great Qin State.

There is a Daliang Mountain in the northwest of Huiji County, and there is a remote village called Daliang Village at the foot of the mountain. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful. The villagers are industrious and simple, and have lived by hunting for generations.

In July, Daliang Mountain is always rainy and the heat in the air is carried away by the drizzle, which makes the children very happy, but for the adults, such a humid weather is not very good. If the road in the mountain is muddy, it will be very dangerous, and hunting will be affected, in case of slipping and falling off the cliff, it is not a joke.

At the beginning of spring, a lot of inventory has been laid, and life is still passable, so most of the hunters did not go into the mountains, sat at the gate of the yard with a small stool, watched the children roll and wrestle in the mud, laughing and scolding from time to time, and enjoying themselves.

Only the blacksmith shop in the village is resounding endlessly in Dingdang. If the hunters did not enter the mountain, the business of the blacksmith shop would naturally improve, and the work of forging arrows, repairing hunting knives, and making hunting tools all fell to Xiang Haishan, the only blacksmith in the village.

At the door of the blacksmith shop, a little boy with a tiger's head squatting, looking at the children rolling in the mud with his hands on his cheeks, looking thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiang Haishan was beating a hunting knife by the fire, his muscular body looked stronger and stronger under the reflection of the fire, and he raised his eyes from time to time to look at the child squatting at the door, and his honest face showed a loving and doting look.

There was a woman squatting in the corner of the room, holding a towel and soaking it in the basin, wringing it out, walking to Xiang Haishan's side, wiping off the sweat beads on his body, glancing at the little boy at the door, and said helplessly: "The hammer head is so small that he doesn't fit in, he doesn't play or make trouble all day long, and you don't talk about him." ”

Xiang Haishan smiled, smashed the forging hammer hard, and said: "What are you talking about, my hammer head will be the prime minister in the future, of course you have to be quieter, how can you be the same as those little mud children." ”

The woman gave him a blank look, and her expression was a little worried: "It's nothing to be quiet, but such a big child doesn't move all day, I'm afraid that there is no fire, and it is not good for the body and bones." ”

"Hey!" Xiang Haishan shook his head, his expression full of pride: "What do you know as a woman, the hammer head follows me, and there is strength! The day before yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that he was playing with that twenty-pound iron lump...... Twenty pounds, he's only five years old! You say other children, who can hold them?"

"Okay, okay!" The woman angrily took a towel and pressed it on Xiang Haishan's body: "You know that you will spoil him, and one day you will spoil him!"

"Hehe!" Xiang Haishan was not annoyed, but just laughed heartily twice and stopped talking.

The sound of Ding Ding Dangdang's forging became more and more violent.

The little boy's name is Xiang Bin, and his nickname is Hammerhead, and he is Xiang Haishan's son. People in the mountains love to give some rough names, saying that they are good for feeding. Although Xiang Bin is very slanderous, this name is mostly inspired by Xiang Haishan from striking iron, but compared to other children's nicknames in the village, such as dogs, cows, and eggs, it is barely acceptable.

It has been five years since he came to this world inexplicably, and the last picture in his memory of his previous life is that when he was traveling in Gushu Mountain, he strayed into an old Taoist temple, and then he was taken into a strange whirlpool by an old "Zhuangzi" in the Taoist temple, and when he woke up, he found that he had become a baby and was being held and fed......

The soul of an adult in his twenties is trapped in the body of a baby, and no one is afraid that he will feel too good, and many things are more than enough but not enough. But five years is enough time for a person to adapt to many things, especially after getting rid of breastfeeding and bedwetting and not leaving, Xiang Bin really feels that life is getting better day by day, and gradually from rejection to acceptance of the status quo, until he is grateful and happy.

He was an orphan in his previous life, but now he has both parents. In his previous life, he was frail and sickly, and in this life, he inherited Xiang Haishan's bloodline, and he was very strong since he was a child, and he was able to lift a twenty-pound iron lump at the age of five, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was born with divine power.

Especially in the past five years, when he has become more and more aware of the world, he is full of expectations for the potential of his young body.

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The drizzle gradually intensified, and thunder rolled in the sky, echoing over Daliang Mountain. The children were running home with a shout, and the adults were picking up small stools and entering the house, but the sudden sharp sound drew everyone's attention.

Adults and children alike turned their heads to the sky. Then everyone's eyes widened at this moment, and their mouths opened, revealing a look of shock and awe.

In mid-air, a middle-aged man with a majestic expression and a look of about forty years old was standing in the air with a colorful flying sword under his feet, looking at the villagers below with an expressionless face.

The man did not know when he appeared, and there was no sign beforehand. The heavy rain fell, but it was bounced away three feet from his body, drawing a line of rain that collided with the raindrops that followed, shattering into even smaller droplets. It made a circle of thorny arcs appear around him, as if countless sword qi lingered around his body, stabbing all the falling raindrops and washing them away.

Qi Refiner! Xiang Bin recalled the legend he heard from his father in his mind, there are Qi refiners in this world who cultivate the Dao of Immortals, who can fly to the sky with a sword, take people's heads thousands of miles away, soar through the clouds and mist, and live forever...... Who would have thought that today they would see it with their own eyes!

This Qi Refiner has a resolute appearance and extraordinary temperament, coupled with the flying sword on his feet, hanging in the air, the invisible sword qi shatters the rain curtain, and he has a free and proud momentum between heaven and earth. In such weather, accompanied by thunder, it is like a god descending from heaven, giving people an incomparable shock.

In particular, Xiang Bin was particularly shocked, when he really saw the existence of the legend and the scene in front of him that obviously violated the laws of physics, he only felt that his mind was instantly subverted, his mind was blank, and only one thought was echoing in his muttering.

...... Good, so handsome!

The children all showed a look of fear, and hid behind the adults, only showing a small head to look curiously, and the adults were also a little nervous and vigilant, and someone closed the door and only looked through the crack in the door. But more people are in awe and excited, and there is a hint of anticipation.

Ignoring the rain, many old people staggered out of the door and knelt on the ground, shouting the blessings of the gods while kowtowing again and again.

The Qi Refiner on the flying sword looked at the scene in front of him, still expressionless, but he raised his hand and pointed at the sky.

A white light emanated from his hand and shot straight into the sky. At the beginning, it was still thin, and the higher it went, the thicker it became, until it reached the sky, it had extended to dozens of zhang. The tiny ends were attached to the fingertips, and with the light stroke of the person's fingers, the thick light in the canopy was like a giant sword that cut the sky, brutally splitting the rain clouds in the sky, shattering them, and then pushing them away. In just a few breaths, the entire Daliang Mountain turned from cloudy to sunny, and no more rain could fall.

Xiang Bin opened his mouth wide, and couldn't help but say loudly in his heart: "I'm #!

It's a miracle!

Seeing this miraculous scene, more villagers ran out of the house, knelt in the muddy ground, and prayed sincerely. The children knelt timidly behind the adults, all with frightened expressions on their faces.

Xiang Haishan and his wife also ran out of the house, pulled Xiang Bin and ran over, and knelt on the ground together while saying the words "Living Immortal Bless".

But Xiang Bin let go of his mother's hand, only to feel a strong sense of anticipation in his heart, driving him to overcome the fear of the unknown and walk forward, past the villagers who fell to the ground, went straight to the front, raised his head, and looked at the Qi Refiner on the sword silently.

From a distance, this scene is very weird, there is a 'fairy' standing on the flying sword in mid-air, and a village of people is kneeling underground, but in front of the villagers, there is a child standing silently and stubbornly, calmly looking at the fairy.

Xiang Bin's mother only found out that the child was missing at this time, and when she looked up, she saw Xiang Bin who had made such a disrespectful move, her face turned pale in an instant, and the extreme fear filled her heart on the spot, and she trembled and whispered: "Hammer, hammer head...... Quick, kneel down, this is a god, I can't see ......"

Xiang Haishan's face was as ugly, holding the hand that was as stable as a mountain when he hit the hammer, he was trembling slightly at this time, but he was a man and a father after all, although he was terrified to the extreme, he still gritted his teeth and stood up, half-bent forward, about to pull Xiang Bin.

The villagers were also frightened, feeling this invisible atmosphere, many children immediately cried in fright, but just as they spoke, they were covered by the adults around them, and only let out a slight sob.

The calm expression of the Qi Refiner on the sword changed slightly, revealing a hint of interest, and looked at Xiang Bin.

He could feel the look in the child's eyes looking at him with longing, a hint of hidden territy, but more of a calm.

Not pretending to be calm, but looking at yourself, like looking at an ordinary person...... To be precise, this child does not regard himself as a god like the villagers, he is just looking at a powerful "person".

Xiang Haishan cat came to Xiang Bin's side and pressed his shoulder to ask him to kneel, but maybe it was because Xiang Haishan was flustered and had no strength, or maybe because Xiang Bin's young body burst out with a lot of strength, he pressed it a few times, but he didn't press it.

Several elderly people in the village had calmed down at this time, and they frowned and whispered to Xiang Bin: "Hammerhead good boy is obedient, kneel down quickly, don't anger the immortal chief and bring great disaster to the village." ”

Xiang Bin was still unmoved, Xiang Haishan was a little annoyed, raised his hand and slapped Xiang Bin's head.

But as soon as the arm was raised, it was imprisoned by an invisible force and could no longer swing it. Xiang Haishan's whole body trembled, looked at the air, looked frightened, knelt on the ground and trembled: "The gods are angry...... He's just a kid and doesn't understand. After saying that, he kowtowed again and again, and there was a bang.

The qi refiner on the flying sword slowly floated down, stood in front of Xiang Bin, and stopped Xiang Haishan with a flick of his hand.

Looking at the "immortals" close at hand, the villagers were even more in awe to the extreme, one by one lowered their heads, no one dared to speak, Xiang Haishan's whole body trembled like chaff, but his eyes gradually showed firmness, he made a decision in his heart at this time, if the immortals want to be unfavorable to their son, then even if they give up their lives, they must protect their son, and the father and son die together!

A hand was placed on Xiang Bin's head, and a faint white brilliance enveloped his whole body, and the "immortal" glanced at Xiang Haishan and said gently: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt him." ”

Perhaps because he was afraid that Xiang Haishan would be worried, he continued: "This son is extraordinary, maybe he has some fate with me, I want to take him as an apprentice, I don't know if you can give it up?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised, and before Xiang Haishan could react, many villagers had already shown deep envy and shock.

Xiang Bin's mother's body trembled, and she looked at Xiang Haishan with pleading eyes. Xiang Haishan rubbed his hands together and looked hesitant.

An old man coughed and whispered: "Haishan, this is the blessing of your family's Hammerhead III, what are you hesitating about?

Xiang Haishan's body trembled, his eyes gradually became firmer, as if he had made up his mind, ignoring his wife's sad eyes, and said categorically: "Thank you to the immortals, this is the blessing of my family's hammer, I am willing to give it!"

"Immortal" nodded, there was no surprise, he knew the desire of mortals for the way of seeking immortals, nodded and was about to speak, but his expression changed slightly, and he sighed.

His hand was still on Xiang Bin's head, and the faint white light wrapped Xiang Bin's whole body, with this sound, the white light of Xiang Bin's whole body skyrocketed, and it almost turned into a small sun in an instant, and the surrounding villagers who reflected it closed their eyes together.

Xiang Haishan and his wife looked shocked, but they didn't dare to move, and after a while, the white light gradually dissipated, and the expression on the face of this qi refiner became very strange, and it was difficult to hide the deep disappointment.

Xiang Bin felt something bad from his eyes, and sure enough, he pondered for a while, his face showed embarrassment, and said: "What I Chunyangzi said, I have never repented, who would have thought that today would make an exception...... Perhaps, this is providence. ”

Xiang Haishan and his wife listened inexplicably, but Xiang Bin understood, and his little face turned a little pale.

"This son's heart is the best choice, but unfortunately, there is no spiritual root at all, and I can't practice at all, I'm afraid I have to take back my previous words......" Chunyangzi said to Xiang Haishan with great regret.

was reluctant before, but after hearing such words at this time, Xiang Haishan and his wife's expressions changed greatly, and they didn't know what to say, so they just kowtowed and pleaded.

Many villagers also showed regret and sympathy, but many seemed to be relieved and a little gloating.

"Even if he only has a trace of spiritual root, I can take him, because I have never seen such a bold child...... But alas. Chun Yangzi's expression was also a little gloomy, he pondered for a while, and with a slight pinch, two things appeared out of thin air in his hands.

The same is a simple and small wooden box, and the other is a crystal clear jade box, handed it to Xiang Haishan and said: "I really love and can't help, you put these two things away, if he learns literature in the future, give him the wooden box, if he learns martial arts, give him the jade box...... If he succeeds in his studies in the future, he can come to Zhuxian Temple to find me and report the name of Chunyangzi. ”

Xiang Bin's mother was still begging hard, but Xiang Haishan still knew the general situation, he pulled his wife, kowtowed and said, "Thank you Shangxian." ”

Chunyangzi agreed, glanced at Xiang Bin deeply, and turned around to leave, but at this moment, a child suddenly burst into tears.

Xu saw that the "fairy" was leaving, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and the parents let go of the hand covering the child's mouth, but they didn't expect that most of the children had stopped crying a long time ago, but the child cried again as soon as he let go.

Xiang Bin knew this child, his nickname was Monkey, and he was as his name suggested. When he was a child, he was naughty and mischievous, climbed trees on the wall, monkeys were angry, and he was good at pranks, although he was small, he always bullied and cried children older than him.

No one knows what happened to the monkey who usually likes to make trouble and cry the least, today, his parents are hurriedly covering their mouths, but they can't hold it anymore.

Junyoko hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the monkey and raised her hand to put it on his head.

Everyone held their breath, and the monkey's parents were even more nervous and excited, and at the moment when Junyoko put his hand up, the monkey's whole body suddenly burst into a dazzling light. It was not a white light like Xiang Bin, but a dazzling golden light.

Junyoko raised his hand, the light dissipated, he smiled wryly, raised his hand to look at the sky, and didn't know who he was talking to.

"There is no spiritual root for a good heart, and there is a spiritual root for a poor heart...... What do you want me to do?"