Yilong Town is just a small town, with only three main streets and seven auxiliary streets plus a slum. Geren was dressed in a green robe and carried a bamboo basket on his back, walking on the main road leading to the exit of Yilong Town.

The buildings on both sides are antique, with a little dust, a sense of depression, and even the signboard of Huafeng Building, the largest restaurant in Yilong Town, is dilapidated.

Illong Town is just a very small town, and the only highlight is its rich history, which sits at the foot of Ilyong Mountain. On weekdays, the town is sparsely populated, and Geren can't figure out why the town is suddenly lively.

All kinds of cries and cries are endless, making the originally lifeless Yilong Town vibrant.

Many warriors with knives and guns appeared, all of them were fierce and fierce, with a fierce aura, with cold eyebrows, and there was a feeling that no one should approach.

At this time, a warrior rode his horse and whipped on the main street, and roared through with great momentum. Geren hurriedly turned sideways, not daring to face the arrogance of the warrior lord.

He is just a puppet, born with a closed dantian, in this world where the strong are respected, he doesn't even have the qualifications to cultivate, and he is destined to do nothing in his life.

"Heh, this product is here too!"

"Flying Axe Huang Tao, holding a double axe like a waterfall flying straight down!"

On the third floor of Huafeng, there are foreign warriors talking. They were full of vigor and blood, with a strong momentum in their words, and between their eyebrows and eyes, they looked at the residents of Yilong Town with a trace of disdain.

They are all powerful warriors, and in a small town like Yilong Town, where the martial arts are in decline, how many warriors are there?

In the eyes of the warriors, there are only two kinds of people. One is a powerful warrior, and the other is a waste like Geren, who has not cultivated.

Geren looked at Huang Tao who was riding away with a faint envy in his eyes. Huang Tao is famous and promising, and the two axes behind him are cold and cold, nicknamed the Flying Axe, and he is a first-class powerhouse.

"It's ridiculous to be a dog and a star!"

Huafeng Building is the tallest building in Yilong Town, but it is only three floors. Upstairs, there are warriors who have cultivated to a high level, and at a glance they saw the envious eyes of Geren on the street, and they opened their mouths casually and ridiculed.

He is a powerful warrior, and Geren is only a horseman, and he doesn't care about being unscrupulous.

Geren was insulted, and he didn't dare to look back and glare, so he could only tighten the bamboo basket and take a step out of Yilong Town. Under the scorching summer sun and the bright sun, his clenched fists told the silent anger in his heart.

The warrior is unrestrained, and the powerful force gives them the power of life and death, if a puppet dares to compete with the warrior, it will inevitably end in a bleak end!

"Bitter grass...... I hope I can pick it up!" Looking back at the town gate, Geren had a sigh in his eyes.

He is a hawker in the city, and he has a small stall on the auxiliary street of Yilong Town, and he makes a living by picking some herbs and selling them. Although he lived poorly, he was also happy to be at ease.

It's a pity that the ruffians saw that he was weak and deceitful, so they made trouble for him, and needed Geren to send bitter ointment to remove poison from their heads. Otherwise, he will smash Geren's stall and make him unable to make a deal.

"Everything, it's because I'm not strong enough!" Thinking of those scoundrels, Geren clenched his fists and muttered resentfully.

He also wants to cultivate, and he also wants to become a powerful martial artist and change his destiny. But he was born unable to cultivate, so he could only be a waste.

Although Geren often laughs at himself: If you don't fight or grab, it's good to be a waste.

But that's just helpless!

If you can cultivate, and you have the capital to compete, who is willing to lag behind and no one?

"There is a great opportunity in the Kujing Mountain Range, which has attracted countless warriors to compete for martial arts. Perhaps, this is my chance!" he thought to himself, looking at his own reflection in the pool, clenching his fists.

The small turquoise mountain pond is not large, but the water is bottomless, and the edge of the pond is surrounded by trees, and the sound of cicadas and frogs is constant in summer. Geren's reflection was thin and thin, dressed in a simple green robe, with a plain face and a gleam in his eyes.

Yilong Mountain is 100 feet high, it can be said to be towering into the sky, there are many wild animals in it, and there are many cherished herbs, which are the blessings of God to the residents of Yilong Town. And Yilong Mountain is the only entrance to the Kujing Mountain Range, and the existence of the mountain leader's head.

Warriors need to compete for martial arts in the Kujing Mountains, and Yilong Town is naturally the only way to go. And where there is fighting, there are casualties, and Geren is the only peddler in the town who sells medicine.

Needless to say, the benefits are self-explanatory, but if you don't have enough capital, it's hard to guess whether it's a blessing or a curse.

There is a great opportunity in the Kujing Mountain Range, and the warriors are rampant, and the wind and clouds are surging for a while. While Geren sensed the opportunity, he also saw a hint of danger.

At this moment, the sun is on his head, but fortunately, Geren is hiding in the shade of the old trees, which is much cooler. With the pool beside him, listening to the sound of frogs, Geren took out the dry pancakes, and after a few bites, he hurriedly went to collect the medicine.

Kuyi grass is very rare, but Geren has seen it in Yilong Mountain. It's a pity that I rushed home overnight, and I was in a hurry and didn't remember the specific location.

Following the vague memory in his mind, Geren searched all the way, but he didn't pick the bitter grass, but he did pick a lot of other herbs.

"One-eyed dragon! This martial arts grass belongs to me!" There was a man's roar not far away, the voice was full of qi and blood, and there was no doubt that he was a martial artist when he heard it.

Geren heard the conversation, and hurriedly put the herbs he picked into the bamboo basket and quietly touched it.

He seemed to be incarnated as a wolf, keenly smelling blood!

"Hmph, who am I? It turned out to be Lan Gongzi! You also want this martial arts, but you have to ask my brothers!" Geren hid behind an old tree and watched the two groups of men and horses face each other a hundred meters away. The one-eyed dragon led by one of them, with a ferocious aura, stared at an herb not far from the feet of both sides, with greedy desire surging in his eyes.

A hundred meters away, Geren naturally couldn't see the herbs on the ground clearly. But he heard a shocking term - Wu Yuncao!

Wuyun grass is extremely precious, otherwise it would not have allowed the two warriors to compete against each other. Geren knew the name of Wuyun Grass, but he was full of words about the benefits of taking Wuyun Grass.

Because of taking martial arts grass, or randomly letting people get ten years of power out of thin air, maybe going out to hit the luck, or even having an epiphany breakthrough, the magic is endless. Geren has even heard about it, and there are also people who can't cultivate, so they take the martial arts grass and grass and suddenly open up, and enter the path of cultivation!

At present, Wu Yuncao's temptation to Geren is absolutely unprecedented. Once lucky, with the help of Wuyun Grass to dredge the dantian, he can get rid of the name of waste and become a martial artist with infinite possibilities!

"This is ......!" Just when Geren thought of the benefits of becoming a martial artist, in the blink of an eye, the sudden change made him exclaim.

The two sides fought over the Wuyun grass, during which the Wuyun grass was knocked away and landed impartially in front of the old tree where Geren was hiding.

At this moment, the distance between Geren and Wuyuncao is only half a step!

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