Time passed quietly, Ling Ming had been in the Demon Wolf Mountain for more than half a year, according to Grandpa Jiu, he was now five and a half years old, and Yue Qianmeng was also five years old. Ling Ming didn't have the slightest memory of this world, which made Meng Jiu very distressed, if he didn't supply Ling Ming with knowledge, he wouldn't be able to survive at all; if he was to supply knowledge, when he thought that he would have to bend down to supply knowledge to a child with zero foundation, and become a village gentleman, he would have a bad cold for no reason, if he let those old guys know, maybe it would be their lifelong conversation. Just when he hesitated, Xiao Qianmeng appeared...

So Meng Jiu reluctantly started his career as a "Mr. Country", but he made an agreement with Xiao Qianmeng in three chapters, one, Xiao Qianmeng was not allowed to say this, two, he was not allowed to secretly pour out his spirit wine when he was away, and third, he was not allowed to secretly cut off his mustache.

Yue Qianmeng's little head is like a chicken pecking rice, Meng Jiu looked at Xiao Qianmeng's serious expression, Meng Jiu's face was much better, and he thought that every time those old guys met, they liked to make fun of him for not having a beard, saying that he was a lot older, and he didn't even have a few beards. This is simply hateful! It is said that the beard was cut by Meng'er, this, isn't this a slap in the face? I still have to ask for this face. Glancing at this little ancestor, he couldn't help but sigh, this little ancestor is an irregular *, saying that it will be fried, and it will be good to serve, every time he thinks of this, he gritted his teeth, but he is very helpless, who calls this little ancestor unusual. Finally, now that he has a little beard, it makes him more careful.

Shaking his head, he looked at the mutilated mustache again, and suddenly, there was a little distress in his soft eyes, and he only hoped that the little ancestor's words would make a difference and let go of his poor little beard......

Although somewhat reluctant, Mengjiu still abides by the so-called "agreement" Began to teach Ling Ming to read and write, but after a while Meng Jiu was surprised, this little guy almost never forget, after teaching him once, he can write it out according to the book, the original plan of a few months of teaching students was shortened to three days, after teaching him the basic knowledge, he threw the textbook to him to see, and told Ling Ming to ask him if he didn't understand, at first he asked quite a lot, but gradually asked less and less, and finally he could almost draw inferences, so in the end, Grandpa Mengjiu could only throw the miscellaneous books to him together, let him study by himself, and he was happy to be idle。

In the past six months, Ling Ming has seen Grandpa Nine less and less, I don't know why he went, but Grandpa Jiu has already given Ling Ming a large number of basic books, Ling Ming except for occasionally playing with Xiao Meng'er, the rest of the time Ling Ming spent almost all of his time in the mountain of books, but Ling Ming also enjoyed it, with his transcendent memory, these books were almost digested. Ling Ming also had a great understanding of this world, this world was very huge, and it was not clear how big it was, but he learned that the area where he was located was called Demon Wolf Mountain, located in the eastern part of the Red Spirit Continent, in the hundred miles of barren mountains in the Ethereal Kingdom.

The world seems to be filled with aura. Reiki is a kind of fantasy thing that can change the growth of all things and promote the continuous evolution of all things.

Human beings are constantly getting stronger by cultivating Reiki. The strong in this continent are respected, and the law of the weak is vividly reflected here, and the weak do not deserve to survive and cannot survive. The road of the strong is extremely difficult, and every strong man has overcome thorns and thorns, grown up step by step from countless bloody and bloody winds, stepping on the mountain of corpses, and will succeed in ten thousand bones.

As far as Ling Ming knows, cultivators correspond to the corresponding levels, from weak to strong:

Spiritual Realm, Mortal Spirit Realm, Battle Spirit Realm, Phantom Spirit Realm, Xuan Ling Realm, Heavenly Spirit Realm, Royal Spirit Realm

It is said that cultivating to the Heavenly Spirit Realm, the power of the Imperial Spirit Realm can decide life and death in a single thought, grasp the power of heaven and earth, and all souls will be sincerely convinced......

But not everyone has the qualification to cultivate, there is a spiritual attraction ceremony at the age of six to eight before the cultivation, and only those who have succeeded in the spiritual attraction ritual can cultivate, and the spiritual energy will be incorporated into the body, so as to start the cultivation path of life. Everyone is proud and proud of the success of the spiritual channel, they will become the most respected wave of people in the world, and the ordinary people who fail will have no chance to cultivate, and the people who fail will be ordinary, kneeling at the bottom of the continent to be slaughtered, powerless to resist.

This is the world!

It is said that this ritual has a history. In fact, human beings were unable to cultivate a long time ago, and their bodies were self-contained, and they could not obtain spiritual energy from the outside world for cultivation, so they became the food of all spirits, being slaughtered by all things, and life was worse than death. But according to legend, a genius predecessor in the chaotic era was dissatisfied with such a miserable state of human beings, and continued to deduce and practice, and finally found a way after paying a tragic price, that is, to open the "door" closed between human beings and aura, so as to guide the aura into the body, and the "spiritual ritual" is the key to open the "door", but even so, only a very small number of people can pass through, because if you want to guide aura, you must have a spiritual root, just like two poles attract each other, if there is no spiritual root, the spiritual energy will be dissipated, and naturally you can't cultivate. And the better the spiritual root, the greater the suction, the better the natural spiritual attraction effect, but there seem to be very few human beings who have spiritual roots, and only one in tens of millions of ordinary people will be born.....

"Brother Ling Ming"

“......”

"Huh?" Ling Ming's thoughts were gradually pulled back to reality by the ethereal voice, and a cute figure appeared in front of him

"Brother Ling Ming, what are you thinking, you're so fascinated, you can't even hear your dreams calling you, read books and look stupid."

"Uh... I'm thinking that my dream is so much prettier again, and I'm going to be pretty in the future!" In the past few months, I have always studied in the book mountain, and I have no time to play with Yue Qianmeng, but now I take a closer look, the girl in front of me has changed a lot, with a pink mouth on her delicate little face, with cute big eyes, although she is still young, she is already a beauty embryo.

When Yue Qianmeng heard this, a trace of glow suddenly floated over her little face, and her two little hands were placed somehow. Nono's Way:

"Really!!"

Seeing this, Ling Ming felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he hurriedly diverted the topic

"Ahem, that, Meng'er, did you come here to play with me?"

"Hehe, Brother Ling Ming, you guessed wrong this time, it was Grandpa Nine who called me to call you," Xiao Meng said with his little hand behind his back.

"Grandpa Nine? Grandpa Nine is back, what is the matter with him looking for me?" Ling Ming hadn't seen him for a long time. While he was thinking, Ling Ming's little hand was suddenly grabbed by Meng'er, and he walked forward with it.

"Let's go, don't you know when you arrive, Meng'er doesn't know what's going on. ”

"But if Grandpa Nine dares to do anything bad to Brother Ling Ming, I'll cut off his beard," he said, his big eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat that protects food.

Ling Ming also smiled helplessly, but he was teased by Meng'er, and his heart was inexplicably warm.