It was mid-August, Hemu Village, Qingyang Town.

The originally green fallen fruit was a little yellow under the scorching sun, and a slightly thin figure came along the sheep intestine path at the head of the field, accompanied by a creaking sound.

Smoothly putting down the burden on his shoulders, Chu Hao looked at the rippling water in the wooden barrel, and couldn't help but show a smile; Chu Hao took out the wooden scoop in the wooden barrel, scooped up a scoop of water, and walked cautiously towards the field.

Half an hour later, Chu Hao straightened up from the field, and wiped a handful of the slightly dirty towel on his neck that had been soaked with sweat on his neck.

A gust of wind blew, and the fallen fruit leaves in the field made a rattling sound with the wind, as if they were drinking freely, as if they were laughing; Chu Hao grinned, turned around and strode away with his burden.

Today's work is not finished, put back the wooden barrel, and then have to cut wood, chopping wood; when Chu Hao tied up the chopped firewood, the red sun, most of his face has disappeared into the towering mountains in the distance; after tying up the burden, Chu Hao carried the firewood and walked towards the village not far away with a few wisps of cooking smoke.

"Xiao Fangzi is back!"

"Hasn't Grandma Huang eaten yet?"

Along the way, there was an endless stream of villagers greeting each other, and Chu Hao always smiled and greeted them one by one; walking in front of a mahogany door, Chu Hao buckled the sound gate and shouted loudly: "Is Uncle Lu at home?"

After a while, the door creaked open, and out came a woman in her sixties, who looked kind. saw Chu Hao carrying the burden. There was a slight anger on his face: "Xiao Fangzi." I've told you a few times, you don't need to send us firewood, your uncle still has the strength to do it, you kid, just don't obey. ”

At this time, a slightly old voice came from the courtyard gate: "Old woman, don't nag there, let Xiao Fangzi enter the house to rest." ”

The woman in front of the door smiled kindly: "Old woman, I'm long-winded." Come, Xiao Fangzi comes into the house and has a cup of tea. ”

After entering the door, he skillfully put the firewood in front of the kitchen room, Chu Hao got up and said, "Uncle Lu, auntie, I won't sit down, I guess it's dark, Daddy should come back, I have to cook." After that, he didn't wait for an answer, and walked out of the courtyard with a bamboo burden.

Wait until the two old men lift the curtain of the hall. Chu Hao had already disappeared, only to hear Uncle Lu sigh: "Hey." This kid—"

The afterglow of the setting sun put away the last look back at Kawaki Village, and reluctantly disappeared into the distant mountains, and the sky gradually darkened.

Squeak –

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, Chu Hao put down the work in his hand, and when he came out of the house, he saw that it was Dad who had come back with a group of bleating goats.

"Fangzi, is the meal ready?"

Chu Hao's father's name was Fang Shuitian, who was more than five feet tall and slightly rich, and he drove the goats into the sheepfold and sprinkled some hay before entering the house.

"Well, it's all ready, Daddy can eat it after washing his hands. ”

During the meal, the father and son chatted about some trivial matters in the village, but it also seemed warm. After dinner, Fang Shuitian went out to Wang Erniu's house next door, Chu Hao finished washing, then went back to the house and closed the door;

Early the next morning.

Opening his eyes, Chu Hao rubbed his sour and stiff legs, sighed, and got up to boil water and cook.

It's been three months!

Chu Hao has been in the Dead Star Continent for three months, but his cultivation has always stayed in the double level of condensation, he was originally a three-good otaku in the twenty-first century, but when he was playing a game, he was unfortunately electrocuted to death and reborn into the body of Chu Hao in this world.

The original Chu Hao was a loyal and filial son, but his martial arts qualifications were mediocre, and he worked extremely hard to cultivate in order to make his father live a good life, but in the end, he died on the bed where he had slept for sixteen years due to exhaustion.

Every time I think of this, Chu Hao, who didn't have time to honor his parents in his previous life, sighs and can't help but feel ashamed.

After breakfast, this period of noon is the most leisurely time of the day for Chu Hao; after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Chu Hao closed the door of the house, said hello to Fang Shuitian, and went out of the house. Hemu Village is a small mountain village with a radius of no more than a mile, surrounded by tall trees, and in the center of the village, there is a flat field, which is mainly used for village declarations or New Year's festivals.

On normal days, a group of village children gather here, laughing and chasing.

Before approaching the venue, Chu Hao heard the childish sound of children playing, and when he approached, he saw a group of children, surrounded by an old man in green shirts who was over seventy years old, asking noisily about something. After the old man saw Chu Hao, he smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Fangzi is here, have you brought something?"

Knowingly, he took out a piece of green bamboo from his back, and Chu Hao respectfully handed it to the old man.

"Seven inches away, emerald green as warm jade, not bad, not bad!" The old man could naturally see that Chu Hao should have spent a lot of time looking for this section of bamboo, and said with a smile, "Boy, let's talk about it, what do you want to hear today?"

Chu Hao was slightly happy in his heart, Chu Hao knew that he could learn more about the Dead Star Continent today, and Chu Hao didn't know the name of the old man in the green shirt, only that the people in the village called him Zuo Cripple. This person's appearance on weekdays is no different from ordinary people, but the relationship with Fang Shuitian is a little weird; Fang Shuitian is a generous and honest person, and he gets along very well with the neighbors, but he always sneers at the left lame man; Chu Hao is puzzled, whenever he asks, Fang Shuitian is scolded.

After a long time, Chu Hao stopped asking, but every time the cripple told a story, Chu Hao always asked Chu Hao to bring him some strange things, such as the seven-inch emerald green bamboo this time, which he found after searching for a long time on the mountain.

In this way, Chu Hao felt that this person was a little mysterious.

"I want to hear about the Xuanmen Sect. ”

The old man in the green shirt smiled slightly and said, "You are smart, if you want to talk about the Xuanmen Sect, then you have to start with martial arts cultivation." ”

After taking a sip of tea, the old man in the green shirt groaned slightly, even if he spoke eloquently.

"Needless to say, the three major races in the Dead Star Continent are demon beasts, desolate ancients, and humans. The three tribes multiplied in this vast land. Fight each other, kill. And among them, the human race is the most powerful, if it is not for the way of martial arts cultivation, it can protect one's life, but I am afraid that the human race has already become the food of the other two races.

On the way of martial arts cultivation, condensing qi and opening the pulse are the most basic cultivation levels you are familiar with.

There are seven kingdoms of the human race in the Dead Star Continent, Wei, Shu, Wu, Jin, Chu, Yue, and your Qi country; I don't know how many sects there are, and there are even more martial arts cultivators.

However, among these many schools and sects, Zishe of Wei, Tianyang of Shu, Shu, Taifu of Jin, Xiang Yu of Chu, Gou Chi of Yue and Hengyue of Qi are the most famous, and their disciples are hundreds of millions of people throughout the Dead Star Continent.

However, on top of these many schools and sects, there are three major mysteries, which are fascinating.

The three major Xuanmen are beyond your imagination and I can be powerful, and any disciple of the sect can be empty. In an instant, you and I can be killed hundreds of millions of times in the middle of a hand!"

Hear here. Chu Hao gasped and hurriedly asked, "Which are the three major Xuanmen?"

The eyes of the old man in the green shirt suddenly burst out with a trace of strong desire, but he disappeared in an instant, and he said astringently: "Dragon Bird Xuanmen, Dusk Xuanmen and Tiansha Xuanmen." ”

After being silent for a long time, Chu Hao's heart only felt heavy and difficult to breathe, and the old man in the green shirt also put down the teapot in his hand, staring at the clouds and mist rolling in the mountains in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking. The children around him, seeing that the old man no longer told stories, all dispersed, playing and chasing away gradually away.

Standing up and bowing slightly to the old man in the green shirt, Chu Hao turned to leave, and the old man in the green shirt turned his head to look at Chu Hao's figure, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Returning home in silence, Chu Hao sat at the table, constantly thinking about the direction of the future, but before he sat down for a while, Wang Erniu of the next door hurriedly rushed into the courtyard and shouted anxiously: "Little Fangzi, come out quickly, Uncle Fang is injured!"

While thinking about it, Chu Hao suddenly woke up with a spirit, and said in a trance: "Erniu, what's wrong with my father, do you make it clear?"

Wang Erniu's rough face was covered with sweat, he didn't care about wiping it, pulled Chu Hao up and left: "Xiao Fangzi, let's go, your father was hit by Da Huo's teeth and injured his thigh, and I have already carried him to Dr. Zhang." ”

First relieved, Chu Hao became anxious again, praying that nothing serious would happen, and the two hurried to Dr. Zhang's house in the west of the village, only to see Fang Shuitian lying on the bed with a painful face, and Dr. Zhang was bandaging him.

"Da Huo's teeth are really powerful, fortunately your father dodged quickly, otherwise this leg would not be saved!"

Dr. Zhang was bandaging, and his mouth kept babbling to Chu Hao, and Chu Hao hurriedly asked, "Did you hurt your bones?"

Fang Shuitian was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and when he heard Chu Hao's inquiry, he shook his head gently: "It's not a big deal, I just have to lie in bed for half a month." ”

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and Chu Hao turned a little puzzled: "Daddy, how could you run into a big tooth when you herd sheep?"

Fang Shuitian's face was embarrassed, and he smiled bitterly: "Aren't there a few sheep boys these days, I'm afraid that the old sheep's milk will be insufficient, so I went to the wild boar forest." ”

Hearing the three words of the wild boar forest, Chu Hao immediately stood up with a sigh: "Dad, how can you go to the wild boar forest, there is a lot of tender grass there, but there are more big teeth, if something happens to you, what will you let me do?"

Chu Hao was indeed a little angry, he originally planned to arrange all the work at home, and wait until the early spring of next year to go out for a walk, he couldn't stay in this Hemu Village for the rest of his life; if something happened to Fang Shuitian, he Chu Hao would want to go out again, but it would be extremely difficult.

Fang Shuitian lowered his head and stopped making a sound, and Dr. Zhang also shook his head: "Don't blame your father, he is not for his family, for you, okay, take these herbs and change them for your father every day, and you will be able to get out of bed in less than ten days and half a month." ”

After thanking Dr. Zhang, Chu Hao carried Fang Shuitian home.

In the afternoon, Chu Hao killed a sheep, and sent the best part to Dr. Zhang, and the rest was all stewed in a pot, divided between Wang Erniu's family and Uncle Lu's family.

After dinner, Fang Shuitian had already fallen asleep on the bed early.

With his arms on his pillow, Chu Hao lay on the bed with a lot of thoughts, today's Fang Shuitian was lucky, but he only hurt his flesh and skin, if one day, he really couldn't get out of bed again-

Thinking of this, Chu Hao's heart was even more annoyed, thinking about it, it was all the fault of the big open teeth; When he opened the door, he picked up a woodcutter in the courtyard and went out of the house. When they came to the wild boar forest. The angry Chu Hao was awakened by the crows croaking on the trees, and looked around at the dark boar forest. Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine and went straight to his head.

Chu Hao couldn't help but regret it, how could he be so brainbroken that he came out at night to find trouble for Da Huoya? However, fortunately, there was moonlight tonight, and he could still see it vaguely within a range of ten meters; at this moment, Chu Hao heard the sound of a wild boar snorting from around.

His body stiffened suddenly, Chu Hao subconsciously tightened the woodcutter in his hand, his eyes widened and he kept looking around, and after a while, there was a crisp sound of dead branches. A wild boar as strong as a calf appeared in front of Chu Hao's left.

The wild boar obviously saw Chu Hao as well, and his mane immediately rose up, and his restless front hooves kept shaking the ground, humming and chirping, and in the midst of the dust, the wild boar howled, and suddenly rushed towards Chu Hao with two huge pig teeth.

Before he had time to swing the knife, Chu Hao rolled sideways and dodged dangerously, and his figure looked extremely wolfy.

At this time, Chu Hao suddenly recalled what the mysterious old man in green shirt once said: Big teeth are not terrible. As long as you don't run a straight line, it's just a dish.

Hurriedly turned over. Chu Hao plucked up his courage and rushed towards the wild boar in a twisted and awkward way, and the wild boar saw Chu Hao's crooked figure, and really hesitated, stopping in place and constantly digging the ground. With a slight joy in his heart, Chu Hao raised the woodcutter in his hand and slashed at the wild boar's head; the woodcutter did not get his wish, and the wild boar retreated, but it was slashed on the pig's tooth about a foot long, and a gap was made in it.

The anti-shock force from the wood-chopping knife shook Chu Hao's mouth numb; when Chu Hao was stunned, the wild boar kicked his hind hooves and crashed into him again; if it hit it this time, Chu Hao would have to lose at least half of his life. At the time of the crisis, Chu Hao rolled on the spot again and narrowly avoided the past.

Chu Hao and the wild boar formed a stalemate like this, and you can't help each other back and forth.

With the passage of time, Chu Hao felt that his body was already a little exhausted, and the wild boar on the opposite side was no better, and he was panting heavily;

His expression was slightly awkward, and a faint white light surged towards the woodcutter, Chu Hao roared and rushed towards the wild boar again; Chu Hao's figure was still a little awkward, but he had already adapted slightly, and the impact on the force of his arm was already much smaller.

The wild boar also seemed to realize that the time for a decisive battle had come, howled, and rushed towards Chu Hao angrily.

Seeing the wild boar rushing out, Chu Hao showed a smile, it had already exposed the biggest flaw, that is, the change of direction, if the wild boar stayed in place, the time and space to avoid it were enough, whether it could be killed was still unknown.

But, now—

At the moment when he was about to be hit, Chu Hao suddenly flashed to the left, and the inertia in the running made his figure a little unstable, but the wild boar was even more unbearable, only to see the wild boar straighten its front hooves and wanted to brake suddenly, but the thought of turning right made its entire body turn out, and at the moment when it exposed its soft belly, Chu Hao's right hand flashed coldly, and slashed it fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Hao fell to the ground with a thud, and the wild boar that rolled out fell a few zhang away before stopping, fell to the ground and twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, Chu Hao lay on the ground exhausted, and when his thoughts were flying, suddenly, his body shook suddenly, and Chu Hao felt that the speed of the true qi in his body had actually accelerated by a few points.

Without waiting for Chu Hao to cross-legged to investigate, a suction force suddenly appeared in his mind, and his consciousness suddenly blurred.

When Chu Hao came to his senses, he found that he had come to a pitch-black and inexplicable space, and there was a light cluster floating in front of him, the light cluster sometimes flickered with light blue electric light, and a knife shadow could be faintly seen, and sometimes it was full of black mist, and a hideous dagger appeared from time to time.

Surprised in his heart, Chu Hao screamed twice in horror, but there was no response.

Curious, Chu Hao raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards the light cluster, and after touching it, the light cluster immediately turned into countless starlight, which kept pouring into Chu Hao's mind:

Meteor Elemental Soul Remnant

- Grade: None, can grow

- Attributes: Thunder, Dark

- Incidental martial arts: basic light skills, basic footwork, basic leg skills, basic knife skills, basic stabbing skills

- Special Moves: Tempest, Thunder Slash, Fishy Wind, Séance, Dark, Yama

Chu Hao's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, it turned out to be the Yuan Soul, and he had heard from the old man in the green shirt that the martial artist could choose to fuse the martial soul after opening the pulse.

So. What is a martial spirit?

Martial Spirit. An aid to martial arts cultivation. Including the first soul, the original soul and the beast soul, the first soul is incarnated after the death of a strong human being, the original soul is born from heaven and earth, and the beast soul is incarnated after the death of the ancient demon beast, which makes his heart faintly have some speculation.

He didn't know what the real martial soul looked like, but the information given by this light cluster was a meteor elemental soul. Then, the Meteor Yuan Soul must be related to the previous life, when Chu Hao was playing the stand-alone version of the Meteor Butterfly Sword because of electricity leakage. caused Chu Hao's accidental death, besides, Fishy Wind and Yama, what a familiar name!

But what made Chu Hao a little puzzled was, why didn't there be any other weapons?

Chu Hao was puzzled in his heart, but he couldn't figure out the reason, he opened his eyes and checked the realm, and he had actually been promoted to the third level of condensation.

Standing up, Chu Hao's expression was slightly excited, he opened his right hand, and shouted: "Thunder Yuan Soul!"

Suddenly. A tingling force surged from his body to his right hand, and a slightly dazzling electric light flashed. A simple and unremarkable long knife appeared in Chu Hao's hand, and Chu Hao laughed loudly feeling the acceleration of the true qi in his body. Before he opened his pulse, he actually possessed a Yuan Soul, so his own shortcomings in slow cultivation could be slightly compensated.

After the martial artist opens the pulse, if he successfully fuses the martial soul, there are three major benefits: first, increase the cultivation speed and improve the realm faster, second, quickly obtain martial arts, and even perceive the artistic conception, and third, make the martial artist's attack with the corresponding attributes of the martial soul.

Closing his eyes and thinking about the key to basic footwork, after a while, Chu Hao opened his eyes, and his footsteps took out with a strange force, only to see his figure quickly shake to the right side.

It was the side slip in the meteor, Chu Hao's heart moved, and in the future, it was called an instantaneous step!

The basic footwork was already so strong, looking at the wild boar that fell to the ground, Chu Hao's heart couldn't help but be a little eager to try, he carried a long knife, and walked towards the wild boar forest with pride.

Next.

When Chu Hao dragged a wild boar as thick as a calf back to Hemu Village, it caused a sensation in the whole village, and the villagers kept appearing on both sides of the street, and after seeing the terrifying wild boar, their eyes all showed an incredible color.

A group of children followed him excitedly, laughing and noisy as if to welcome the return of the hero; Chu Hao came to the venue of the declaration in the center of the village, stood on a bluestone platform, and shouted loudly: "Folks, there are more than a dozen big fangs in front of the wild boar forest, which have been killed by me, and those who want to kill the pigs and eat meat should go and get them." ”

Wang Erniu suddenly rushed out of the crowd: "Xiao Fangzi, what you said is the truth, don't lie to me?"

Chu Hao threw the wild boar on his body to the ground with a plop, and suddenly the ground trembled, and the dust flew: "Naturally, it's the truth, but there are only a dozen foreheads!"

Wang Erniu's honest face showed an excited look: "I believe you, I'm going to get one and come back to satisfy my hunger." ”

The villagers burst into an unprecedented wave of enthusiasm, and a group of men, women, and children, all flocked to the wild boar forest, and the whole village was filled with the smell of pork.

The wild boar that Chu Hao dragged was the strongest of the dozen or so, and it took him a lot of effort to kill it. Under the shade of the tree, Fang Shuitian was lying unsteadily on the recliner in the courtyard, looking at Chu Hao who was slaughtering wild boars with an anxious expression.

Chu Hao's movements were a little clumsy, and it was a waste to deboning and removing his intestines, which made Fang Shuitian feel distressed.

"Alas, Fangzi, the meat on the thigh bone is cleaner, how much meat is left on the bone?"

Glancing back at Fang Shuitian, who was a little anxious, Chu Hao smiled and said, "Dad, we have a whole head of big teeth now, so a little bit of meat, can you still look at it?"

Fang Shui sat up suddenly, his eyes widened: "What do you mean by a little bit of meat? Let your father and I get it, I can remove a big bowl! Besides, this big tooth, there is always a time to finish eating, right? ”

Putting the removed meat into the wooden basin filled with water beside him, Chu Hao turned his head to Fang Shui Tian and said, "Dad, I will get it for you when you want to eat it in the future." ”

Thinking of Chu Hao's ability, Fang Shuitian's face suddenly showed a smile of relief, hey, my son has grown up!

After a few days, seeing that Chu Hao was able to carry back a wild boar every day, and had already exchanged hundreds of taels of silver from Qingyang Town, Fang Shuitian finally agreed to his suggestion and rented more than one acre of land to Wang Erniu's family, leaving only a dozen goats. When Fang Shuitian is healed, at least he won't be idle all day long and have nothing to do, he can herd sheep, beat grass or something.

The days passed quickly, autumn turned to winter, and more than four months passed in a flash, and the originally verdant Hemu Village has become a piece of silver.

Chu Hao was wielding a simple and unremarkable long knife in the back mountain, the long knife was beaten by the blacksmith of Qingyang Town, and every time he swung the knife, he could clearly feel the trembling power, accompanied by bursts of light drinking, and the surrounding snowflakes flew everywhere. (To be continued......)