Zhang Yunzhao's talent is average.

But with a good background, and an older brother who is a true disciple, it is not surprising that he can live a more nourishing life than most of the loose cultivators in this world.

"However, if people do not offend me, I will not offend anyone...... This kind of thing can't be done! ”

Wang Xiu took a deep breath and suppressed the faint restlessness in his heart.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

Those who try to make a fortune by killing people and grabbing treasures, can succeed once or twice, even ten, a hundred times.

But it only takes one failure.

This is the end of the path!

He has such an opportunity as a mysterious ancient mirror, which is already a great creation.

Just find a stable place, work steadily, practice step by step, and the road can be expected!

Why do you have to fight for your life and take those risks?

"However, if someone really thinks that I'm an honest man who is easy to bully, then I must pay enough price!"

Wang Xiu smiled slightly, with such confidence.

……

"Alas, it's a pity, if there was one more exercise in this storage bag, wouldn't it be better?"

Wang Xiu licked her lips and couldn't help but think.

But soon.

He laughed to himself.

I'm still a little greedy.

Just getting a copy of the Sword Recipe for Returning to Japan is already an unexpected joy.

The exercises in the foundation building period are precious and valuable.

Where is it so easy to get.

What's more, even if there is, it may not be suitable for him, and it may not be able to cultivate.

"Exercises...... I can't go to the Scripture Pavilion, so I seem to have to find a chance to go down the mountain! ”

Wang Xiu sighed secretly and thought so.

Of course, there are exercises for building a foundation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

But if he goes to the Scripture Pavilion to redeem it, it is equivalent to telling everyone that he has already built a foundation.

In addition, foundation building exercises are very expensive and require a lot of contributions.

In the eyes of outsiders, he stays in the small barren mountain every day, and he doesn't step out of the door, where do he come from, so many contributions must make people suspicious.

It's better to be cautious and look for exercises from other aspects.

……

"Breaking through the realm is really a great joy, when you are a big white!"

Organize your earnings.

Wang Xiu slowly got up, sat down at a simple table that he had made casually, and took out a pot of wine from the storage bag.

He flicked his sleeves slightly.

A green lamp appeared on the table, lit by the fire, dispelling the darkness in the room, and then looked out the window, drinking and watching.

Quiet outside the window.

There are no insect chirps.

The mountains and forests in the distance were purple in the twilight.

It's like melting into the night.

He just quietly looked out the window.

The picture is strange.

Obviously there is nothing there.

It's like waiting for something.

I don't know how long it took.

A cautious voice rang out outside the door.

"Prophet, have you rested?"

It was the voice of the Black Stone Patriarch.

Wang Xiu put down the flask and said softly, "Come in." ”

The voice fell.

The door opened.

The Blackstone Patriarch walked in stiffly.

He was followed by the Deputy Patriarch.

Two strong men who are more than two meters tall are full of nervousness at the moment, and they are cautious, as if they have made a lot of determination to come here.

Poof!

Before they could say a word, the two knelt down directly in front of Wang Xiu.

The corners of Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "If there is anything, just get up and say it!" ”

The deputy patriarch shook his head like a rattle and said, "Let's kneel, it's comfortable to kneel!" ”

When saying this.

He glanced cautiously at the Prophet.

I don't know why.

The Prophet had obviously not changed much, but when I saw him during the day today, my heart couldn't help but pound, and I had the feeling of facing my father when I was a child!

Wang Xiu felt the strangeness of the two.

He naturally knew that this was because of the coercive changes brought about by his breakthrough in the foundation.

But he didn't explain, and said calmly: "In the middle of the night, you don't sleep, what are you doing here?" ”

Hear the words.

The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and bowed in unison: "Please prophet, teach us to become stronger!" ”

Really.

Hearing this, Wang Xiu did not have any surprises.

Obviously, today's disaster has touched the hearts of these two people deeply.

It's not like they haven't faced such a crisis!

It's just that.

If it was before.

It happened, it happened.

All they could do was pray, pray for God's blessing, pray for the tribe to be lucky enough.

There is no other way!

But now it was different, they saw with their own eyes the prophet of their tribe, like a god descending from the heavens, and directly slashing such a terrifying beast!

They finally realized.

That beast is not invincible!

people, you can defeat it!

It's just that they're not strong enough!

"Give us the strength of the Prophet, and we will give everything for it, flesh and soul, as long as the Prophet needs it!"

The Blackstone Patriarch said firmly, kowtowing again.

Side.

The deputy patriarch didn't say a word, and kowtowed.

The ground thumped!

He was stupid and couldn't say anything, but his attitude was very sincere.

There is an ancient legend among the primitive tribes.

It is said that there is magical witchcraft in those big tribes.

You can sacrifice yourself to the gods in exchange for all kinds of unthinkable powers.

The origin of this legend is no longer known.

Wang Xiu's stay in the Blackstone Tribe was not short, so he had naturally heard of it.

Hearing the words of the Black Stone Patriarch, he couldn't help but laugh, he is a serious immortal cultivator, what do you want your flesh and blood soul to do.

……

"Do you have a name?"

Wang Xiu finally spoke, but the words he said made the two of them stunned and couldn't figure it out.

Wang Xiu took a sip of wine and repeated it again: "Do you have a name?" ”

The world is primitive and ancient.

However, people still have their code names.

It's just that most of them are relatively simple, named after places that can be seen everywhere in life, such as wind, wood, and sand!

And it's not systematic.

After all, they lack knowledge, and often those names are used over and over again, and there are several generations that use the same name.

Therefore, except for some large tribes, people who have contributed greatly and have a unique status will be called by their names.

A small tribe like the Blackstone tribe, even if they have names, will not call each other by their official names.

On weekdays, most of them are called this baby and that baby.

Easy to remember!

Names, in this day and age, are the norm for big shots.

Meant glory.

The two listened twice, and then confirmed that the prophet was really asking their names, and immediately responded a little shyly: "I am not sensible, I did take it, but no one called it that!" ”

"Oh?" Wang Xiu asked curiously, "What's it called?" ”

"I wanted to be as hard and strong as a boulder, so I named myself 'Stone!'" The patriarch said.

"I want to be like a leaf on a tree, sheltering my people from the wind and rain, so I call it 'Leaf!'" The deputy patriarch followed.

Stone?

Leaf?

cough cough cough ......

Wang Xiu almost choked on a sip of wine.

He glanced at the two of them unexpectedly, and his eyes were full of strangeness.

The name!

There is a future at a glance!