"Two...... Erya!" The cultivator's voice trembled, and he couldn't believe that his sister, who originally only existed in his memory, would appear in front of him again.

Different from the name of the practice, it was the name that the grandfather specially asked the gentleman in the village to choose, and the name of Erya is extremely simple, because it ranks second in the family and is a female doll, so it is directly called Erya.

In the eyes of outsiders, it must be an extremely backward small mountain village, and the male baby with labor force will be valued, and for the female baby who can hardly bear the heavy manual labor, it is rarely valued.

However, this did not affect the relationship between the two siblings in the slightest.

"Well, Brother Zhixiu, it's me!" Erya nodded, as if she was extremely puzzled by the question of cultivation, and blinked her eyes wide.

After hearing Erya's answer, Zhixiu finally couldn't suppress the feelings in his heart, and immediately rushed over and hugged Erya in his arms.

"Erya, my brother finally sees you again!" An excited voice whimpered out of the cultivator's mouth.

Erya was extremely curious about her brother's abnormal attitude, but she didn't say anything.

Then, as if she had thought of something, Erya smiled and said to the cultivator, "Brother, tomorrow is the festival of the gods, let's go back quickly, grandpa has been looking for you for a long time!"

"If you are valued by the gods at the festival of the gods, maybe there will really be an immortal master who will take you as an apprentice!"

Hearing Erya's words, the cultivator's expression was stunned, as if he remembered some painful memories, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but convuls.

However, seeing his second girl looking at him expectantly, the cultivator quickly suppressed the change in his expression.

Of course, he will be valued by the immortal master, that is, after this god sacrifice festival, he will really embark on the path of cultivation!

The so-called festival is a traditional festival that has been preserved in this small mountain village.

It is said that at the beginning, a god left an altar at the foot of their small mountain village, and left a message that if there was a qualified person here in the future life, the other party could take it to the outside world and practice.

And to judge whether its root bones meet the conditions, it is necessary to rely on that altar, as long as a person stands on it, there will be a glow to shine on the heavens and the earth, according to different glow colors, you can judge.

According to the deity, if a person steps on the altar, he will manifest nine colors according to his bones: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, gold, and white.

However, they are just an ordinary small mountain village, and everyone's talent foundation is extremely poor, how can anyone pass the test of such gods? So no one has ever passed the test since the altar remained.

However, for the villagers in the small mountain village, although they knew that it was impossible, they planted a seed in the hearts of everyone, a hope, a seed of longing for the vast world outside.

Gradually, the people of the village also fixed this day into a festival, and on the beginning of each year, the people of the village would stop everything they were doing.

When the time comes, the whole village will carry their own sacrificial food to the altar, and then let the children of their own horns enter the altar and test their bones.

This is also a ritual that the children of the whole village have to go through.

It was also at this point that the practitioner manifested a white glow above the altar, which meant that he became the only person in the small mountain village who had met the god's requirements for tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of years, or even exceeded them.

However, for the practitioner, this day was a day he would never want to recall.

Because the strange glow he manifested attracted the attention of a group of bandits, who thought that there was some treasure in their village.

Then the frenzied bandits ...... their entire village Slaughtered......

The group of bandits is even more in the village,

He has committed so many evil deeds that until now, when I think about it, my body can't help but tremble! qδ

Now Erya, who is standing in front of her eyes, is also in front of herself, unbearable and humiliated, and has completely lost the breath of life!

Originally, the cultivator was going to die on that day, but the descendant of the god actually fulfilled his promise and sensed his vision on the altar and came to the small mountain village.

It was also at that time that the practitioner met the legendary great cultivator for the first time, although he later learned that the person who made the move at that time was nothing more than a Venerable One.

Yes, the other party's posture of splitting the mountain with one palm and exhaling into the wind still left a great shock in the young cultivator's heart.

Although in the end, some of them were escaped by the group of bandits, but it was also the first time that the cultivators saw the power of the monks.

However, by the time the messenger arrived, the cultivator had almost been abolished, his limbs had been broken, and the meridians in his body had been shattered inch by inch, and he had become a wasted person.

After the messenger had rescued him and healed his physical injuries, he asked the young practitioner, "Although you have passed the test of your ancestors, now that your foundation is gone, there is no hope for your spiritual path in this life."

"However, since it is a promise left by the ancestors, I and other descendants should naturally abide by it, if you want, I can take you into our sect, but you can only become a miscellaneous servant, don't think about any cultivation in this life, just spend this life plainly."

Originally, I had infinite pride in my heart, hoping that I could become a real monk in the future, and kill all the escaped bandits to pay tribute to the dead villagers in the village.

But the other party's first sentence seems to lock up his future, so how can this be acceptable to the cultivator?

After struggling inwardly for a long time, the practitioner still rejected the other party's "olive branch".

For him, who grew up in a small mountain village, this opportunity should have been like an olive branch, even if he was a handyman, compared to the small mountain village, it was an unimaginable opportunity.

But Zhixiu refused, he didn't want to spend the rest of his life in peace, he wanted revenge!

Xu saw the tragic situation in the village, and although the messenger didn't say anything in the end, he still left a lot of belongings and a scroll of swordsmanship for the cultivator, and then left.

However, although the meridians were damaged and could not be cultivated, the cultivation actually relied on that scroll of swordsmanship, and cultivated that move and style to a small success, and since then he has become a swordsman who walks the rivers and lakes.