Under the strangulation of the disorderly space, Gu Xinghe is like a dehaired pig, which is cleaned up, which saves these people the most trouble.

They skillfully set up the iron pot and threw into it the spices peculiar to the North Star, as well as pine sticks and the like.

A two-meter-tall strong man, as if carrying a white-striped chicken, picked up Gu Xinghe and walked towards the iron pot. Just as he was about to throw the dead pig-like Gu Xinghe into the boiling hot water, a majestic voice interrupted his follow-up movements.

"Put him down!"

The man hesitated, then turned to look at the elders. Seeing that the elders didn't say a word, they had no choice but to do what they said.

Several other elders walked over and bowed slightly, "I've seen the patriarch!"

Tarba's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his full beard gave everyone a great sense of oppression. He glanced at everyone majestically, and only after a while did he speak: "You all go back more and more, is this thing eaten indiscriminately? At first glance, his figure is a person from the Galactic Federation, and it is also something we can eat? Don't forget our identity, we are just a group of pets raised by the Galactic Federation!"

The last sentence was shouted by Tarpa in a voice that bordered on roaring. The dozens of people present all showed sad and heavy looks. Some young people are even more sad and indignant. Looking at the sleek boy on the ground, angry flames erupted from his eyes.

Talba waved his hand and dismissed most of them. Only a few old men were left, and they said earnestly: "I know you have grievances in your hearts, but we have to endure it now! This person must take good care of me, who dares to eat him with his mouth, hum, before the fleet of the Galactic Federation strangles the tribe, I must stew you first!"

After saying that, Tarba left with his hands behind his back, leaving the girl who was the first to discover the ancient galaxy and take care of the mysterious boy.

As for the elders...... If you don't steal a few pieces of meat from this young man, you can already be considered worthy of your own patriarch. This kind of personal care is still left to your daughter to rest assured.

Three days later, Gu Xinghe woke up leisurely. I found that I was still alive, and I didn't miss arms or legs, which was a blessing in misfortune.

Especially this girl of Beichen Jinzhu, she is really meticulous to herself and takes care of her very carefully. It's just that those old guys, every time they see themselves, they lick their lips with their tongues, which makes him very uncomfortable......

As soon as he was able to act, Gu Xinghe insisted on going to the nearest mountain outside the tribe every day to practice.

The picture in the copper sheet gave him a great shock. annihilated the arrogance of his past and present lives in one fell swoop. Compared with those real gods, the achievements of his previous life are simply not mentionable.

The most important thing is that since he was reborn, the cultivation of a master-level martial artist who has worked hard to cultivate has been severely damaged in the disorderly time and space, and all of them have disappeared.

Now, he is completely an ordinary person without any martial arts cultivation. What scared him the most was that he couldn't even call on his mental power.

Based on this, he had to stand on the top of the mountain at sunrise every day to practice. Without Yuan Li, repeat the actions on the Eight Desolations over and over again. Exercise the flexibility of your body and the strength of your internal organs.

It's just that what makes him distressed is that no matter how hard he tries, his body has not changed at all. It's like, someone put a shackle on it, and it's completely sealed.

This made him very flustered, and he didn't dare to imagine how he could gain a foothold in this world once he didn't have the strength of spiritual cultivation and martial cultivation.

Watching the sunrise and sunset, the moon rising and the moon falling, Gu Xinghe's heart was like ashes.

Suddenly, one day when he was sitting still, the copper piece in his body bloomed a little brightly, and he entered a wonderful realm.

In this particular state, his mind was running like light. All kinds of memories of his past life have surfaced. Every time I cultivated in my previous life, every time I interacted with people, and even every cause and effect of everything, I had a profound reaction.

This time, Gu Xinghe is no longer a simple memory. Rather, with reflective memories.

In a special state, he reflected on the bits and pieces of his previous life, and also reflected on why he was besieged and killed by the Seven Great Sages. In this life, I have made all kinds of mistakes.

This reflection is ten days.

During this time, he did not sleep and stayed on the top of the mountain. Eat when you're hungry and drink water when you're coughing. Anyway, Beichen Jinzhu holds food every day and waits beside him.

Ten days later, Gu Xinghe once again performed the moves on the Eight Desolations.

"The first form of the Eight Desolations - Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!"

"The Second Form of the Eight Desolations - Dominate the Wilderness!"

"The third form of the Eight Desolations Spectrum - Jiaolong Ascension to Heaven!"

"The Fourth Form of the Eight Desolation Spectrum - Hidden Dragon Tengyuan!"

Each set of movements is extremely slow, incredibly slow. However, the power is getting stronger. The stones, dirt, dead grass, and leaves around him were all wrapped in a strange energy, driven by his slow, stagnant speed.

Beichen Jinzhu took a few steps back nervously, and looked at Gu Xinghe's sudden expression in disbelief. From her point of view, the surface of Gu Xinghe's body was covered with layers of starlight. Every action seems to carry some kind of indescribable mystery, obscure, but with an indescribable beauty.

Like, raise your hands and feet. The air is stirred by him, and the wind follows his rhythm. Starlight will follow in his footsteps, and Yunxia will follow his thoughts.

She continued to retreat until she bumped into a person, and then she couldn't help but stop. When I looked back, I saw my father standing behind me, and I don't know how long I had been here.

Tarba looked at Gu Xinghe's strange movements, and sighed: "Daughter, this may be your only chance to change your fate. That's all you can do, Abba......"

Beichen Jinzhu asked in surprise, "Abba, what do you mean by this?"

Tarba looked at her daughter lovingly, stroked her daughter's soft hair, and said in a complicated mood: "This is the husband Abba found for you, and you can only marry a federal person." You and your descendants will be truly free. ”

"No, Jin Zhu will always be with you, and will never leave our tribe!"

As a father, the feeling of giving his daughter who has worked so hard to raise him to another man is extremely complicated. Listening to her daughter's naïve but full of true feelings, unconsciously, Tarba's nose was sour.

Looking up at the deep sky, Tarba let out a long breath and said, "Jin Zhu, do you know the meaning of your name?"

Beichen Jinzhu shook his head and looked at his father with puzzlement.

Tarpa said: "Jinzhu means freedom in the ancient language of our Dawa people. I named you Jinzhu in the hope that you will be truly free and not repeat the old path of our generation!"

"Freedom?" Beichen Jinzhu murmured, she had a deep understanding of the meaning of these two words. Because, as soon as she was born, she was born in the North Star Star, a place that is called a prison by the older clansmen.

When she was very young, she saw a huge steel monster suddenly appear above the tribe. Everyone in the tribe prostrated on the ground and saluted respectfully to the monster.

She blinked wide-eyed as she watched a group of people in strange costumes descend from the monster. Then, a man dressed in white picked himself up.

The father, who was originally calm, suddenly burst out at this time and wanted to rush over to snatch himself back.

It's just that he was stopped by a group of people wrapped in a steel shell. Another person kicked his father in the stomach and kicked him far away.

He was then placed on a cold iron bed. It's like being bitten by a mosquito, and you lose consciousness all over your body. When he woke up again, the steel monster above the tribe was gone, and the tribe seemed to be calm again. It's just that the eyes of those elders looking at them have a little more pity and compassion. And she also felt as if there was an extra piece of cold stuff in her head, which often made her wake up suddenly in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until she grew up and watched other children experience the scene on the iron bed that she really understood. The thing in my head is a thing called a chip, something that the people in the steel monster use to spy on themselves.

It wasn't until that day that she really understood what a prison was. The whole heaven and earth are the prison of their Dawa people, and they can't escape, they can't escape. Even if you die, you can't be truly free.

"Abba, I don't want to leave you, let alone our people, woo woo, don't drive me away!"

Tarba Ai took her daughter in her arms and said bitterly: "Silly child, how can Abba be willing to drive you away." I'm doing this for your own good, so that you can become a true Commonwealth and gain real freedom. ”

"What if...... What if one day, after you have a certain status in the Federation, the clan will still be handed over to you to take care of......"

"Abba......

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept up, and the withered grass within a kilometer of the surrounding area withered, all of which were driven by the aura stirred up by the ancient galaxy. A huge tornado formed above its head.

Gu Xinghe closed his eyes, unaware, but his movements became slower and slower, constantly realizing the truth contained in each move.

It turns out that every action is not set randomly, but has an extremely complex experience and summary.

In his previous life, his cultivation improved rapidly, and in about two months in this life, he went from cultivating at nothing at all, directly crossing the martial apprentice stage and the samurai stage to reach the martial artist realm.

If it's too fast, it's easy to overlook some details. For the exercises, there is a lack of their own thinking and experience.

When he hit the basic movements of the Eight Desolations Spectrum to the ninth time, the originally closed Guan Yuan Acupoint opened. The disappeared Yuan Force Seed reappeared, and a trace of Yuan Force passed through the Guan Yuan Acupoint, and after the transformation of the Yuan Force Seed, it was poured into the dry meridians.

One after another, the acupuncture points were lit up, and Gu Xinghe, who was in a state of cultivation, only felt that the lights were brilliant in his mind, and the stars were shining.

This is the embodiment of the acupoint ideology, also known as inner vision, which is an extremely difficult realm to achieve in martial arts cultivation.

Yuan Li roared angrily in the meridians, repairing every injured muscle and stimulating every acupuncture point.

Gu Xinghe's martial arts cultivation was rapidly recovering, and at the same time, the dry spiritual power rippled with water-like lines, nourishing his dry sea of consciousness.

ps: It's the hundredth one, roar...... I'm so great, wah-quack......

The update is relatively late these days, mainly because Crab is preparing a buyout manuscript. After all, crabs also have to live by eating rice. To paraphrase the words of a contestant in The Voice of China, writing "The Most Holy of Stars" is for life, and writing a buyout that I don't like is for living. That's all.

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The book currently has only one thousand and one hundred collections, and I decided to continue to free it for a month. This book is not about making money, just about writing a story that a crab wants to write. Meet some readers who love crabs to write stories, and make friends who have been reading this place.

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