Spring goes to autumn, time flies, and two years pass in a flash.

I don't know what era it is, Chushan is like a giant beast of mountains and rocks dormant in the mountains, no matter how the years go by, the wind and rain have not been shaken in the slightest, and even the dense forests and trees in the mountains, the huge rocks and rocks that stand tall, the thorns and weeds everywhere, and the mountain streams that continue to pass away and arise from the source, are all the same as two years ago, without the slightest change.

Mountain, still Chu Mountain.

And the most different thing from two years ago is the boy on the mountain.

"Brush brush~~" As the sound of breaking the air continued to sound, the fallen leaves on the ground were swept away, turning into bursts of green leaf rain and drifting around with the momentum, and the center of the strongest airflow was two emaciated figures at the intersection.

There is not much difference in height between the two people, one holds a broadsword, the other holds a spear, the sound of metal clashing with knives and guns is endless, and occasionally a strong wind whirls on his side, and the fallen leaves that sweep around the two of them will immediately be scattered by the impact, shattering into countless green fragments and scattering on the ground.

"Pick me up in the rain and slash it three times in a row!" After the blades met again, and the two figures jumped backwards in unison, one of them, a tall, lanky man wearing a felt hat, spoke.

As soon as the words fell, the broadsword in the felt hat man's hand was like a dance, and it spun rapidly in his palm a few times, and his figure also suddenly accelerated, rushing forward like a gale.

"It's good, the master will also try this Aolai three consecutive ......slashes" Another young man with a gun heard this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he responded with a sense of war, and as he spoke, the spear in his hand was clenched a little tighter, and the tip of the gun pointed and went straight to the figure of the man in the felt hat.

"Ding!"

As the figure accelerated, the two were about to collide together in the blink of an eye, and the broadsword in the hand of the man in the felt hat also struggled at this time, and then swept down rapidly, with a strong knife momentum straight towards the young man's face, the young man saw this, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the spear in his hand was like a python spinning and stabbing out, and the tip of the gun trembled at a strange frequency and hit the side of the broadsword.

A collision sounded and their weapons were bounced off.

However, after the broadsword of the man in the felt hat was flicked away, he took advantage of the momentum to spin his body, and the power of the broadsword not only did not decrease, but actually increased a few points, and once again slashed towards the young man.

Almost at the same time, the young man also took advantage of the momentum of the spear to flick away, and the spear turned into a stick to draw a mixed element in the air, and once again hit the blade of the broadsword with unmistakable accuracy, and the body of the man in the felt hat shook with it.

"Come again!"

The man in the felt hat really felt the pressure this time, but he didn't dare to pause, his three consecutive attacks in the rain were originally to pay attention to a knife posture, as soon as the move came out, the trajectory of the spiritual power in the body had to follow the knife momentum, and in the process, with the operation of the spiritual power, the move was stronger than a wave, and the third knife was the most powerful move.

After thinking about it, the man in the felt hat gritted his teeth, raised the broadsword, and released the spiritual energy accumulated in his body as much as possible, wanting to vent it out with the broadsword at one time, a small hurricane wind swirled rapidly around it, and the fallen leaves within a meter of the surrounding area were cut into pieces by this hurricane and thrown out.

Seeing that the knife was gradually formed, the man in the felt hat couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, this time he used the final blow of the three consecutive attacks of falling rain, which was the most perfect performance he had played since he learned this move, and he would definitely win in the future.

was proud, suddenly, in the pupils of the man in the felt hat, there was a black dot that expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it reached his chest, and the man in the felt hat did not see where the spear came from, and immediately made a gesture and blocked the broadsword in front of his chest.

"Buzz!"

Under the pressure of the spear head, the blade of the broadsword bent slightly, making a buzzing vibration sound, accompanied by the body of the man in the felt hat who kept sliding backwards.

At this time, the victory and defeat on the field have been decided, the young man withdrew his spear with a "swish", grinned, and showed off to the man in the felt hat who had just stabilized his body: "Monkey, how about this last trick of the master, I have already surpassed you!"

This young man is naturally Chu Yi.

Two years have passed in a hurry like a white horse, Chu Yi has grown from the original childishness to the current handsome boy, his body is tall and tough, his eyes are bright, his face has long faded from childishness, and he has become angular, but it may be the reason for growing up in a bandit's den, Chu Yi's handsome face always can't hide a ruffian with a bad smile.

"Less in charge, you ...... You're too fast......"

Shaking his head, the monkey picked up the broadsword and complained helplessly to Chu Yi: "I stepped into the innate realm before you, and the master was the first to teach me this rain triple slash, but I was caught up by you, the little ghost who practiced later." With that, the monkey had already arrived in front of Chu Yi and rubbed his head fiercely.

Chu Yi didn't dodge either, and let the monkey retaliate with a smile, with a harmless face of humans and animals.

The monkey rubbed it halfway, looking at Chu Yi who didn't know when he was about to catch up with his size, and suddenly his hand stiffened, it turned out that at some point, the teenager who chased after his ass every day and played had grown up.

Ordinary family mansions, sixteen years old is already the age of the rites of adulthood, and even some have become biological children, and at home can be regarded as the identity of the master, even if the identity of the maid and the guard and the old servant who has a good relationship with the ordinary person, they can also be treated as the master, distinguish between respect and inferiority, and can no longer be presumptuous.

Even in the bandits' den, this is also an iron-clad rule, after all, this mountain is surnamed Chu, and the rest of the people are ministers.

The monkey looked at Chu Yi carefully, even if two years had passed, he still had a golden crown of hair on his head, and he didn't have any resistance to his overstepping moves, thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and said to Chu Yi seriously: "Young master, you have grown up." ”

......

After the monkey left, Chu Yi crossed his knees alone in the forest, and after running the "Aolai Law" for a week, it was already early afternoon.

Opening his eyes, Chu Yi said to himself with confusion in his eyes: "Is it a fake exercise that my father taught me this "Aolai Method", why have I already stepped into the middle congenital stage, and my body still hasn't washed the marrow......

In two years, Chu Yi has already stepped into the realm of the middle congenital stage, and his cognition of cultivation is not as ignorant as when he first started practicing, and he also has a general understanding of the cultivation realm and the division of realms.

The acquired realm opens one hundred and eight acupuncture veins in the body, and exhausts all the penetration, but you can just step into the innate realm. When the monk enters the innate realm, he can draw spiritual energy into the body to cleanse the marrow.

Washing the marrow, as the name suggests, means that the blood, blood, flesh and even bone marrow in the body are baptized by the aura of heaven and earth, and the impurities and dirt in the body are excreted from the pores of the body, so as to make themselves unsullied and easier to carry the aura, so as to facilitate the cultivation of monks.

But when Chu Yi stepped into the innate realm, no matter how he cultivated, he failed to successfully wash the marrow, after each practice, those spiritual energy were absorbed by Chu Yi's body, and there was no sign of wanting to wash the marrow at all, at first Chu Yi thought that the early congenital realm was not stable enough, and he was desperately cultivating, but when the spiritual power in Chu Yi's body liquefied and stepped into the middle congenital stage, he was completely stunned.

In Chu Yi's view, without washing the marrow, it is equivalent to losing the advantage of one ring of body baptism compared to other monks.

One step is bad, one step is worse.

Cultivation is to seize the heaven and earth to create oneself, to seize the opportunity of others to shape oneself, and to seize the cultivation resources to strengthen oneself.

No matter from what point of view, one's own strength is the core, Chu Yi has often read the classics of the cultivation realm in recent years, and he is well versed in this principle, so he cares about the fact that he has one step less to cleanse the marrow, and he has asked Gu Anyu many times.

At the beginning, Gu Anyu was also very surprised, and later gave Chu Yi an explanation, that is, he was extremely talented, but he was born with a spirit body, born innocent, and did not need to wash the marrow, which was better than the body of the marrow wash.

For this statement, Chu Yi's doubts were greater than his belief, he felt that Gu Anyu must not be able to understand the situation himself, and he would just take a reason to fool him, after all, natural spirit bodies are extremely rare, he has read so many classics in the cultivation realm, and the description of natural spirit bodies is only a few words, only a few pages.

"Alas......"

Chu Yi sighed lightly, and said unwillingly: "It seems that I still need to try more, no matter whether it is in the middle or late congenital stage, as long as I work hard, I will definitely be able to successfully wash the marrow." ”

Saying that, Chu Yi looked at the sky, got up and said, "It's time to go down the mountain to make porridge again......

......

At the foot of Chu Mountain.

In front of a vacant lot near the city wall, a makeshift porridge shop stood, and in front of the porridge shop, groups of victims in ragged buildings lined up one after another, staring directly at the porridge shop in front of them.

This year in the Tianyuan Continent is a year of disaster, a flood, nearly 100 prefectures and counties have no harvest, fertile land overturned, for a time mourning all over the wilderness, countless exiled people, in addition to the victims who drowned in the flood, more are homeless, starving to death in the roadside mountains and fields, women, children, old and young.

In this situation, Rao is most of the fierce people in Chu Mountain, and they can't bear to abandon it, among them, Gu Anyu and Chu Baiyun made a decision immediately, sent people to change their identities, disguised as wealthy people in the city to give porridge outside the city to save people, and Chu Yi In addition to the necessary daily cultivation, Chu Yi must also participate in it and practice it.

After filling most of the white porridge with a wooden spoon and covering it with a piece of bread, a bandit ignored the repeated thanks of the unkempt old man in front of him, but asked in a low voice to the young man who was making porridge on the side: "Young master, you just say that you can just give orders, this kind of lowly work is done by a few of our brothers, how can you let you do it yourself every time." ”

Covering two more cakes for a woman and child with a young child, Chu Yi shouted without turning his head: "Weasels, you are really a bunch of bastards who have never read a book, is this a lowly job? This is a great act of goodness to save people's lives, the emperor will not let me rush to do it, and I will give the master some brains when he speaks!"

"Yes...... Be...... Next time, I'll let my brother grab a few more books to read."

Looking up at the sky, there were dark clouds again, and the dark clouds Chu Yi ignored the bastard words coming from his ears, and said with a dark face: "The sky has changed again...... If the food on the mountain is finished, go to other mountains to rob it, and if the other mountains are finished, they will go to the grain shops in the city to rob it, and I don't care about other places, I will be the victims under the Chushan Mountain...... Can't starve!"

"Young master, can I ask why?" replied the bandit who was called a weasel by Chu Yi.

"My father and my mother said that saving people accumulates virtue, cultivating is good, and we have a lot of good causes and good results today, so that he can bless us with peace and happiness one day, and there will be no catastrophe to come, and those bad luck and suffering will never come, and it will always be as stable as it is now.

After a pause, Chu Yi suddenly grinned: "I don't understand what I mean by these words yet, but I believe in my father and my mother!"