"Cherish the wind! Cherish the wind! Let's go to play horseback riding and fight together! After a while, grandpa will come, and we will have to endorse again. A dark, thin, dark-looking boy stood on the threshold of the private school and called out to a white boy inside.

This white boy is the easy wind after rejuvenation. At this time, he was looking at the book in his hand in front of a book collapse, and said with a cute frown: "Kuroko, you kid thinks about playing all day, and he is half an hour late for reading this morning." ”

The black boy raised his little face and said, "Don't call me Heizi, my name is Lin Fenghuo, you can call me Fenghuo." Then Lin Fenghuo smiled and said, "That's not half an hour late......

"Well, yes, it's half an hour early for the next class, right?" Yi Xifeng said jokingly.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled, and ran out of the school together.

The white and clean boy is the rejuvenated Yi Xifeng who came to another world, and the black and thin boy next to him is the first friend he met here, and the only friend he is currently the only one.

Because of his dark and thin appearance, Yi Xifeng reminded him of his former classmate Kuroko, who was a close friend on Earth. Therefore, Yi Xifeng simply called him a sunspot. However, the black skinny boy obviously didn't like the name.

"Cherish the wind, why do you always get up so early? And you study very hard! Do you think it is useful to read those scriptures and historical collections?" Lin Fenghuo took a wooden tip and asked Yi Xifeng while peeling the bark.

"Books are less hated when they are used, and the more you know about the world, the more you benefit. Yi Xifeng smiled shyly.

"I don't think it's very useful, at least for me. My dream is to practice martial arts, and I will become the world's top master for a while, and become the top group of people in the world......" The black thin boy proudly waved the wooden tip in his hand, and the wooden tip at this time had turned into a wooden knife-like appearance.

"And then?" Yi Xifeng asked with a wink.

Lin Fenghuo was originally smirking proudly at the white clean boy, and when he heard him say this, he didn't know how to answer, so he touched his head and asked, "And then, I don't know, help my father strike the iron?" The black thin boy asked himself tentatively. However, he quickly gave a negative answer: "No, I want to ask the best blacksmith in the world to help my father make iron!"

Just as Lin Fenghuo was struggling with asking the best blacksmith to help his father strike iron, whether he would rob his father's business, Yi Xifeng said: "I don't have such great ambitions, I just want to see the different scenery of this world." ”

"The world?" the thin black boy looked at each other unconsciously.

"Oh, the meaning of the world is the rivers and lakes of the world, bigger than the world, deeper than the rivers and lakes!"

The two little boys were chatting in the wilderness, telling their dreams.

This is the third year that Yi Xifeng has come to this world, and he is already five years old based on his age in this world. It took him one year to learn the language of the world, and another year to understand the world.

The continent they live on is very vast and rich in topography. There are powerful rules of heaven and earth on this continent, and if you can understand these rules of heaven and earth, you can use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen yourself. Therefore, in this world, the master of martial arts can often transcend the world.

The experience of the two lives made Yi Xifeng understand that knowledge is sometimes more important than martial arts, so since he learned the language of this world, he has been constantly acquiring all kinds of knowledge in this world.

After two years of continuous study, Yi Xifeng found that the world was far bigger than he imagined, and the village where he lived was called Yinren Village, and the people in the village rarely communicated with the outside world. It's just that every six months, the merchants who run the merchant will go to the nearest county town, Fallen Leaf City, to do business.

However, Yinren Village has a good guard system, but how good is it? Yi Xifeng has never left the village to go to other places, so he can't compare, and he doesn't dare to make a conclusion.

As an orphan, Bai Jing Xiaotong usually lives in the village chief's house, and he has been living here since he was brought back by the village chief three years ago, and Lin Fenghuo is the village chief's own grandson.

Yi Xifeng chatted with the other party like this as he walked towards the north of the village.

To the north of Yinren Village is a vast open space, about 100 zhang long and wide, which is the martial arts arena of Yinren Village.

Further north of the arena was a low hill with dense trees, and in the distance you could see the camp guarding the village and the watchtower on the hill.

As an independent village, Yinren Village has less than 2,000 villagers. Among them, there are about 1,200 young adults between the ages of 18 and 40.

The manager of Yinren Village is the village head, Lin Hengshan, and the highest authority in Yinren Village is the Council of Elders headed by the three elders, and on the surface, even the village head has to obey the decisions of the Council of Elders.

Every child living in Yinren Village begins to receive the "art of learning" organized by the Presbyterian Church from the age of five.

The so-called "learning art" is to teach these children the most basic survival skills.

From 6 o'clock in the morning, students read literacy, lecture on literature, and interpret history for an hour in the morning, which is called "Tongyi", and everyone needs to participate.

From 8 a.m., it is divided into "martial arts" and "literature and art". "Martial arts" include running, jumping, standing, fighting, and shooting, and "literature and art" includes recognition, discrimination, arithmetic, erudition, and calligraphy.

Until noon (12 o'clock at noon), eat and take a lunch break for an hour.

From 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the "refining art" began. "Refining art" can be divided into three stages: the first stage, children between the ages of five and seven are free to move, the second stage, the "martial arts boys" go to the surrounding forests to hunt designated prey, the "literary boys" go to the surrounding woods to collect designated herbs, and the third stage, the "martial arts boys" follow the village guards to carry out tasks, and the "literary boys" follow the merchants to the fallen leaves city to learn to do business.

The early spring sunlight leaked into the treetops like golden threads and sprinkled on the martial arts arena.

Looking at the more than 30 teenagers who were learning art in the martial arts arena, Yi Xifeng and Lin Fenghuo both showed yearning eyes.

In two months, Kuroko will turn five years old, and he will start his art career, and Yi Xifeng will have to wait another five months to turn five. However, as an old bird who has been a human for two lives, he knows that time is like gold.

So since he was four years old, Yi Xifeng insisted on participating in "Xiyi" and participating in morning reading, but because he was too young to participate in martial arts training, Yi Xifeng followed to learn literature and art.

"Literature and art" is mainly divided into: knowledge, preliminary understanding of plants and animals, identification, preliminary identification of medicinal materials and poisons, arithmetic, arithmetic, simple bookkeeping, Bo, simple game and business methods, and basic writing methods of books and articles.

Although Yi Xifeng's biological age is only four years old, his mental age is far older than that of these five or six-year-old children, and it only took one year to complete the first stage of "literature and art", and now he will follow a group of eight or nine-year-old teenagers to the surrounding woods to collect herbs every afternoon.

Therefore, in the woods around Yinren Village, it is common to see a group of eight or nine-year-old teenagers in the middle of a group of young people, carrying a medicine basket about the size of him.

Yi Xifeng's talent was even amazed by Wang Laolang, who taught Yi Xifeng the knowledge of medicinal materials. However, he himself knew that he did not have much talent in medicine, and the only advantage was to have a mature soul.

This advantage is naturally very prominent in a group of five or six-year-old children, but when collecting medicine with a group of eight or nine-year-old teenagers, this advantage is not so obvious.

Until the day when Yi Xifeng turned five years old, after finishing an afternoon of collecting medicines, Yi Xifeng handed over a basket of medicinal materials to Wang Laolangzhong in the pharmacy, and under the approving gaze of the other party, Yi Xifeng said with a smile: "Old man, Ming'er boy won't come." ”

Wang Laolang was slightly stunned, and then asked with a smile: "What? Do you want to follow the caravan to the city to have a look? Stinky boy, I told you a long time ago, you are still young, although you are considered a master in distinguishing medicine and recognizing poison, but you still need to be tempered." ”

"No, I mean, I'm not going to learn this art anymore. Yi Xifeng stared at Wang Lao Langzhong seriously and said.

"If you don't learn literary skills, what do you learn?" asked the other party suspiciously.

"Martial arts!" Yi Xifeng said two words categorically, his eyes were full of fanaticism!

Wang Laolang saw the fanaticism and persistence in Yi Xifeng's eyes, and felt a little regretful at the same time as surprise.

After Yi Xifeng said his decision, he kept staring at Wang Lao Langzhong. Although learning martial arts has always been his dream, after all, he has followed the other party for two years and learned the art of recognition and recognition, and he is still full of gratitude to this stern old man.

Yi Xifeng bowed deeply to Wang Laolangzhong, turned around, and walked firmly to the door of the pharmacy, until he was about to walk out of the pharmacy, Yi Xifeng said in a childish accent:

"There is no precedence between civil and military,

Hold the knife and the pen.

Righteousness shook the four seas,

Heroic across the world.

The sword in the hand of the hero,

Mr. pen in hand.

Don't essay with martial arts,

Learn your art at a young age!"