"Yan'er, you go to chop some bamboo and come back today, and grandpa wants to write down the knowledge he has accumulated. In the future, when you come out of here, you will be able to pass on this knowledge to as many people as possible while healing and saving people. ”

"It's good, Grandpa Tao. I'll go. Wang Yan immediately took the machete and rushed out of the hut like a fly.

Soon, he cut down the bamboo and brought it back. After that, according to Grandpa Tao's instructions, these bamboos were split into thin pieces and strung together with straw ropes to make bamboo slips. And Grandpa Tao memorized the essence of medical skills summarized in his life and carefully wrote it down.

Writing a book is a very laborious task, and when you impart knowledge, you may be able to understand it very quickly. But in order to write it, you have to think about every detail clearly, and then organize it into concise words and sentences, and express all the knowledge in the fewest words. Otherwise, even if the entire thatched hut is filled with bamboo slips, I am afraid that I will not be able to write down the medical skills that Grandpa Tao has learned all his life.

It took two years for Grandpa Tao to write twenty volumes of bamboo slips, and after all his efforts, he finally fell ill. Wang Yan went around collecting medicine to treat Grandpa Tao, but he didn't get better. A month later, Grandpa Tao, who had no worries and no worries, but a wish, passed away with a smile.

Grandpa Tao was buried next to the thatched hut, and Wang Yan kept filial piety for his grandfather for three years. Of course, during this period, he collected some more cherished herbs in the forest according to Grandpa Tao's instructions. As for the ordinary herbs, he didn't collect them because he couldn't take them with him.

Wang Yan is sixteen years old, and at this time he is tall and strong, and his resolute face looks heroic. It's finally time to leave the forest and fulfill Grandpa Tao's wish. But he didn't leave immediately, and he decided to go deep into the forest, find the monsters, and observe their weaknesses. One day, he will bring people back to kill monsters, avenge the dead, and comfort Grandpa Tao's spirit in the sky.

Packing up the package, wrapping the rare herbs and the bamboo slips left by Grandpa Tao, carrying them firmly behind him, pinning his axe, which was still sharp when chopping wood, and holding an iron bow, Wang Yan marched towards the depths of the primeval forest.

In the depths of the forest, there are more and more beasts of all kinds. For these ordinary beasts, Wang Yan was careful to avoid them, he didn't want to alarm these beasts because of his own negligence. If you bring out those monsters because of this, you can't deal with it, and if you lose your life, it will be even more worth the loss.

After walking for more than ten days, Wang Yan finally came to the Grand Canyon that Grandpa Tao once said. Carefully hide yourself in the neighborhood and begin to observe the entrance to the Grand Canyon from afar. The traces of the Great War of decades ago are long gone, and the dense vegetation of trees obscures everything. Wang Yan waited patiently, he firmly believed that the monster would come out of the Grand Canyon and move here, thinking back to the black giant bear that he had booby-trapped with Grandpa Tao back then, nine times out of ten it was the monster that ran out of here.

But it's strange, Wang Yan has been hiding here for more than a month, except for seeing some ordinary beasts that can no longer be ordinary here, he hasn't seen a single monster. Could it be that after all these decades, the monsters have left here?

Wang Yan hesitated a little, not knowing whether to continue to wait or enter the Grand Canyon. In the midst of his dilemma, he was startled by the roar of a beast. Looking in the direction from which the sound came, I saw a tiger chasing a small white animal out of the Grand Canyon.

The little white creature was already wounded, running slower and slower, staggering, and a trail of blood remained on the ground it had run on. In the blink of an eye, the tiger caught up with the little animal, but instead of eating it immediately, it played with the little white animal that was already dying like a cat and mouse. The tiger played with the creature with its paws until it could no longer stand up and was almost dead. The tiger has finally opened its mouth and is ready to eat the delicious food it has caught.

Wang Yan, who was deeply influenced by Grandpa Tao's idea of caring for small animals, decided to save the poor little animal.

After the bow and arrows were released, the arrows flew out of the tiger's eyes, penetrated the tiger's head, and killed the tiger on the spot.

After carefully confirming that there were no other dangers around, Wang Yan quickly stepped forward, carefully picked up the little white animal, and hurriedly turned around, hid in a big tree, and hid himself.

After examining the wound, applying medicine, stopping the bleeding, bandaging, and after a series of actions, Wang Yan felt that the little white animal was still very weak because of excessive blood loss. Without much thought, he didn't hesitate to bite one of his fingers and feed his blood into the animal's mouth drop by drop.

Wang Yan watched the little animal while feeding. He believed he had never seen such a beautiful animal, its body was about a foot long, and its hair was crystal white. Sharp nails are hidden in the four short soles of the feet. The tail is short and thick, and the head looks like a fox that Wang Yan has ever seen. But at this time, Wang Yan could be sure that this little white animal was not a white fox, because this little white animal was full of fragrance, and the smell made him feel very comfortable.

Stroking the very smooth body of this little white animal, feeling that it was gradually regaining its vitality, Wang Yan was finally relieved, this little animal was no longer in danger of life, and when it woke up, it could survive on its own.

Wang Yan gently lowered the small animal into the grass under the tree, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Master, master, don't go. An unfamiliar voice suddenly came into Wang Yan's ears. Wang Yan hurriedly looked up, but there was no figure except for the tree and the injured unknown white creature in front of him. Besides, this is the depths of the primeval forest, and it is impossible for anyone to appear here, is it a hallucination of their own?

Just when Wang Yan was wondering, the voice sounded again: "Master, don't look for it, I am the injured divine beast in front of you." You just saved my life. "Ah, what is a divine beast?" Wang Yan, who had never heard of this word, was even more like falling into the clouds, completely confused.

"Master, you are really a 'little white', you are almost angry with me. When this voice came to Wang Yan's ears for the third time, he finally came back to his senses. "Wait," Wang Yan said loudly, "are you an animal that can speak human words?" ah!! hell!"

Wang Yan, who had heard some scary ghost stories told by Grandpa Tao, now even his hair stood on end. An arrow stuttered to the back of a nearby tree and hid, muttering, "Don't come, don't come, don't come." “

"Hahaha... , laughed at me. Then the voice said, "Come out, master." I'm not a ghost, a fairy. I'm a godlike beast. And, now that you're my master, how could I hurt you. “

"Really?" Wang Yan, who was skeptical, cautiously poked his head out from behind the big tree, looked at the small white animal still lying on the ground, and saw that it did not move, and was still lying on the spot, so he strengthened his courage and walked out from behind the big tree: "Then tell me, you are obviously an animal, how can you speak human language?"

"Oh, master. It seems that you really don't know anything. So let me tell you where I came from. The little white animal lying on the ground said.

"The divine realm is an existence that is high above the immortal realm and the human world. And I am a divine beast from the divine realm. In the divine realm. I have a rather loud name - the Wind Eater. I'm a Swift Wind Devouring Divine Beast, and I'm a Divine Beast that specializes in eating Godheads. When the god of the divine realm dies, he will condense his life's power and knowledge into a substantial object, and this object is the godhead. Once the godhead is formed, the body of the dead god will burn on its own, and a huge amount of energy will burst out in an instant, so that the godhead can pass through the restrictions of the divine realm and the immortal realm and fall into the immortal realm. When an immortal who is destined for the fairy realm gets enough godheads, maybe a few, maybe a dozen, he will realize the essence of the godhead, so that he can soar into a god and enter the god realm...... And my Wind Devouring Divine Beast Clan feeds on this godhead, eating most of the godhead, greatly reducing the number of immortals falling into the fairy world, so as to control the number of immortals in the fairy world to ascend to gods. ”

The little white creature took a breath, and then continued, "Because our clan has the characteristics of fast speed, fierce attack, and strong defense, it is particularly powerful in the God Realm. I don't know when it began, our clan was suddenly bound by an even more powerful forbidden curse, and we couldn't get rid of it. Since then, our population has slowly begun to decrease. Until only my parents remained. Then one day, a powerful god in the divine realm discovered my parents and formed a master-servant relationship with my parents, becoming their masters. The owner of my parents is a scattered god, who has no sect in the divine realm, and he is very kind to my parents, and they live happily together. However, my birth, my birth, did not bring them a sense of happiness. As soon as I was born, I was sealed by a powerful forbidden spell that no one could unlock. All the characteristics of our people have been sealed. I've become a Wind Eater beast that doesn't even have the ability to escape. My parents and their owners were very sad. However, greater misfortune soon struck. It didn't take long for us to be surrounded by gods who didn't know how we existed. Because we ate the godhead, we restricted the immortals who ascended from the immortal realm to the divine realm, and then affected the development of various sects in the divine realm. But they knew that my parents and master were too powerful, so many sects united and formed tens of thousands of gods to surround us. “