The wind howls, the boundless wasteland. The scorching sun shone brightly, reflecting the sky into a bleak golden yellow, and the clouds and mist were surging, faintly, like a whirlpool about to flash. The hills not far away, in the vast yellow sand, appear and disappear from time to time.

"Oooo

Several vultures hovered in mid-air, and one swooped down, fluttering its wings, and landed on a piece of gravel, kicking up a thick cloud of dust, and its eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light. Quietly looking at the boy in the rocks, the whole torso showed a kind of agility. After a few moments, the vulture's body suddenly tensed, and it spread its wings and galloped down. After that, several vultures that were still in the sky all circled around and flew down at a rapid pace.

The vultures that fell first flew down to the young man's hand, and the few behind also landed everywhere, and with their sharp beaks, they began to enjoy the meal they had been staring at for a long time.

Suddenly, the vulture, which was pecking at the boy's finger, was grabbed by the neck by one hand, and the rest of the vultures fled in panic. The choked vulture struggled and fluttered, and after a few chirps, hung its head completely. The boy brought it to his mouth, his lips twitched, and he bit hard at his neck. A stream of heat stimulated the dryness of his mouth, flowing down his throat, and the viscous blood flowed through his limbs, giving him a trace of strength all over his body.

Then, the hand holding the vulture drooped to the side, and the red blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, leaving a bloody mark on the young man's pale face, and the young man opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. I don't know how long I have been lying in the rocks, but a glimmer of brilliance slowly flashed in my eyes.

Suddenly, the boy seemed to think of something, his body trembled slightly, and he tried to struggle to get up, but it caused pain all over his body, and he had to fall down among the rocks again.

"Taigong ......" The moment the young man showed pain on his face and closed his eyes, two lines of tears slipped down, and pictures clearly appeared in his mind.......

"Bang bang. A swarthy sledgehammer struck a piece of red-hot iron. The iron was flipped over and sparks burst like tassels, extinguishing before they could hit the ground. Slowly, the iron changed shape.

"Shhhhh ”

One hand manipulated the iron clamp and skillfully clamped it into the water, and a stream of water vapor rose instantly.

In an instant, I saw a flash of cold light, and a handleless long sword appeared. With a vigorous wave, the silver light slashed through, and a deep ravine was carved out of the compacted surface.

"It's done! I can finally rest for a while. Damn bad old man, he actually used me as a long-term worker!"

"Cough, cough, you can't be lazy, the hoe of the old Wang's family at the head of the village hasn't been done yet, who will allow you to rest!" Just as he was about to turn around with his sword, a wilting and old voice came from behind.

"Huh?" Yi Han turned his head to look at the visitor when he heard the voice, and his face suddenly froze.

The one who came was what he called a bad old man.

"Hmph, I've forged a dozen farm tools this day, enough for you to sell for a lot of money. But you still want me to do it, bad old man, did you mean it!" Hearing what the old man said, Yi Han's eyes couldn't help but widen, as if he was about to burst into flames.

"Little rabbit cub, I did it on purpose! Old man, I'm always a little old, what's wrong! You can't call me a princess! I think back then, I was also handsome and handsome......" While saying, the old man also glanced at Yi Han, secretly stretched his fingers to his mouth, dipped in some saliva, and wiped his messy hair back.

"Bad old man!!" Yi Han looked at the self-absorbed old man, suddenly his forehead was full of black lines, he couldn't bear it, and while his left hand was clenched into a fist, he swung his sword with his right hand, and rushed towards the old man in a few steps.

I saw a flash of the sword, and Yi Han had already approached the old man.

"Stinky boy, dare to sneak up on me!" Seeing the sudden arrival of the sword, the old man was defenseless, but he lowered his head sharply, causing the sword to float over his head. Just as he was dodging the sword, a lock of hair that had just been smoothed out scattered in front of him floated down in front of him.

"This ...... This is...... My hair, ah! I'm not done with you!" The old man grinned, and a breeze blew, and the already small hair on his head fluttered in the wind in an instant.

In an instant, the two figures twisted together, and the woodcutter who passed by the door looked at the black smoke miasma in the courtyard, shook his head speechlessly and walked away.

It is a sparsely populated village, located on the mountainside of the border, and it is a peaceful village from dawn to twilight.

The old man in Yi Han's mouth was the only blacksmith in this village. Fifteen years ago, the old man, to the surprise of the villagers, brought back a baby who was waiting to be fed on a rainy night, and named it Yi Han. It hasn't been a few years since then, and the one who often works in the blacksmith is Yi Han when he grows up, until now.

In the yard.

"Old man, no, it's okay......" Yi Han scratched his head and looked at the old man in front of him whose clothes had been torn into strips of cloth with a guilty face.

"Stinky boy, what can I do, if it weren't for my mercy, you...... Hmph!" The old man stroked the blue and purple bag on his forehead, grinning for a while.

"This is medicine, you rub some ......" Yi Han held the jade bottle in his hand and slowly handed it to the old man.

"Old man, I'm not hurt, what medicine do ......you want!

"Ah...... I'm going to make a hoe for the old king of the village!" The young man was weak-hearted, threw the medicine at the old man, and ran away with a smoke.

"Hmph, you kid has a little conscience!" the old man said silently, picked up the medicine bottle, threw away the stopper, and poured out all the wounds. Yi Han, who was secretly peeking his head behind the wall in the distance, saw all this, pursed his lips and smiled, and then walked to the iron room.

At night, the sky is washed black by the stars and the moon, bringing people an endless sense of exhaustion.

The whole village has fallen silent, but the mountain is like a huge mouth, trying to swallow this depressed village.

It's late at night.

And in the iron-striking room, the hanging lanterns swayed. From a distance, in the huge black shadow shrouded by the mountain, this light seemed to never be erased.

Yi Han was sweating profusely and pulled the bellows, the whirring wind was blown into the stove, the flames in the furnace jumped straight up, and a long piece of iron, including a long piece of iron, had been burned red.

The old man stood behind Yi Han, bent over his waist, tremblingly lit a cigarette pouch, his sunken eyes quietly stared at the few blue and inky black clouds in the night sky reflected by the moonlight, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.

"Stinky boy, Taigong will no longer be able to protect you in the future. The abrupt sound mingled with the agitation of the bellows, but it was exceptionally clear.

"Hmph, old man, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm a dignified five-foot man, who do I need to protect!" Yi Han felt funny, turned his head and glanced at the old man, only to find that he was looking at him, but his expression was full of a feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

"Old guy, what's wrong with you......" Facing the old man's gaze, Yi Han beat a drum in his heart, let go of the bellows he was pulling, and stood up suddenly.

"Yi Han, I let you strike iron since you were a child, the original intention was to make you have a stronger physique. The old man spoke, paused, and muttered as if to himself, "What should come will come after all...... The old man was still solemn, but he sighed more.

"Old man, are you crazy or burnt. Seeing the old man so serious for the first time, Yi Han wondered, and reached out to touch the old man's forehead. But at this moment, the old man suddenly raised his sleeve arm, and his fingers flashed with white light, and suddenly pointed to Yi Han's eyebrows.

Yi Han's eyes widened, and his expression was full of incredulity, "Old man, you ......"

"Meditation, I'll wash the marrow and clear the pulse for you!" The old man did not respond to Yi Han's surprise, his expression was calm without the slightest wave, and there was love for Yi Han.

Between the words, the old man's fingertips shone brightly, and a white air stream surged towards Yi Han like a mist, spreading from Yi Han's head to all parts of his body.

"Old man......" Yi Han stared at the old man, everything suddenly made him feel confused, and everything the old man said made him feel puzzled.

Only in a few moments, the white light had already flowed through Tianyao's entire body, enveloping him. Hazy, as if separated by a thin film, like gelatin, it is difficult for Yi Han to make a sound. But at this moment, he felt that his body was beginning to become ethereal, and his skin seemed to be nourished and baptized. The muscles of the whole body also bulged and trembled violently at this time, and the whole body was glowing like ripples.

Feeling the changes in his body, Yi Han's mind was greatly shaken. After concentrating on yourself, you observe the nerve veins and bones in your body. I saw that everywhere around my body, several white halos on my skin rippled from the inside to the outside, which looked quite dazzling.

"Set!" the old man snorted, and the white light that covered Yi Han's whole body surged, and they all rolled back to their foreheads, condensing into a point, shining and dazzling like stars. Then, the white dot slowly floats downwards and gradually gathers into a white line, passing through the abdomen.

At this moment, Yi Han felt as if he was transparent, and the milky white light was like flowing water, gurgling and dripping, burrowing into his Qi Sea Acupoint.

The milky white light that had seeped in had all turned into layers of mist at this time, and began to permeate the sea of qi, mixing with the originally abundant heavenly qi inside, forming a qi luster, like chaos, and the turmoil was endless. Then, the slightest mist began to travel to the meridians of the whole body, nourishing, and at this time, Yi Han also felt a faint tingling pain.

Obviously understanding the state of his body at the moment, Yi Han took a deep breath, hurriedly closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and endured the pain.

Boom!

Only a roar was heard, and the mist wandering in the meridians suddenly accelerated, and Yi Han trembled slightly, bearing the violent impact.

After a few breaths, the sea of qi returned to calm, and the mist was like a trickle, running in all four bodies and hundreds of remains, and finally entered the sea of qi together. Yi Han's body has also undergone earth-shaking changes. In the sea of air, a vast white patch is like a light veil of smoke, full of ethereal feelings. The meridians throughout the body are crystal clear, and overflow with a thin layer of mist.

A breath that was in harmony with heaven and earth suddenly appeared from Yi Han's body, and a sense of heaviness was born from his heart. Yi Han felt indescribably comfortable all over his body.

The light faintly faded from Yi Han's body, and a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and his gaze was like sea water without fine dust, bright and quiet.

Yi Han turned around and looked at the old man, but saw that the old man was already waiting aside.

Looking at each other, the old man didn't seem to see Yi Han's inquiring gaze. Seeing the change in the sky, he quietly turned around and paced out of the house, looking at the sky.

"Come out!" a long howl came out of the old man's mouth like a startled sting, and the void rippled and resounded through the night sky!