Chapter 8 Tao Ran Jue

"Hey, it's midnight, and it's still so bright in the village?" Tao Qi sighed on the ox cart, and then realized that something was wrong.

"It's on fire! Uncle and folks, get up and put out the fire, it's such a big fire!" Tao Qi finally confirmed the situation, and desperately drove the old cow, roaring all the way.

The village house gradually became noisy, and the villagers went out one by one, and Tao Qi, who had already reached the vicinity, suddenly buzzed in his brain: it was his ancestral old house that was on fire!

"Damn, I'm going crazy, my books, my flowers, green fairies!" cried out Tao Qi, stumbling into the fire, but the fire had apparently been burning for a while, and the temperature was so high that no one could get close......

As the sky grew brighter, the last trace of fire was finally extinguished, and Tao Qi sat on the ruins with a dull face, the home where he had lived for sixteen years was gone, and suddenly, his whole life seemed to be destroyed.

When his parents died, Tao Qi was still in a state of childhood ignorance, and when he was a little older, he was taken care of by his sixth uncle and other clansmen, so he had not yet experienced what real sadness was.

But this time, he just took the blow in its entirety, and the injury was so hard and serious.

In the past, such as yesterday's death, my childhood self was killed by this fire, which was even more sad than the death of my dearest relatives, not to mention the green fairy who accompanied me through my entire childhood......

The sun was slowly rising, but Tao Qi's mood could not be dispelled by the sun, and he stayed there all the time.

There were more and more villagers watching the fire scene, and many people were picking up relatively intact items in the fire and placing them in front of Tao Qi, who was still numb to all this.

"Hmph, let me say it, yesterday I didn't do my best, and I was immediately burned down by someone!" This voice, Tao Qi is very familiar, and it is Tao Guan, the highest cultivation person in the Tao family, Tao Qi's heart is the "evil cousin".

"Xiao Guan, don't talk nonsense! This is a natural disaster, and it has nothing to do with yesterday's incident!" Tao Guan's father, the village chief, finally appeared, and his scolding voice was extremely harsh, which made Tao Qi's heart jump suddenly.

"This matter, it's not such a coincidence, it must have been done by someone from the Iron Tiger Gang, you wait for me......" Tao Qi stood up suddenly, muttering to himself in a hoarse voice.

Hatred, successfully transferred most of the pain, Tao Qi felt the fire of his life again, and for the first time, the purpose of life was so clear.

That is, the eternal default theme of all crooked novels, become stronger!

"Hmph, what else do you want to do? Now it's just that your family is burned, if it affects the entire village, see how you can be worthy of the clan's help to you in the past ten years!" Village Chief Tao scolded with a gloomy face.

Tao Qi's chest suddenly tightened, this is the clan? This is the relatives?

"Don't talk about offending the immortals, even if it's a minion of the Iron Tiger Gang, you can't afford to provoke it! This incident is a lesson for you!" the village chief was still teaching.

Tao Qi wanted to roar angrily, saying that everyone is equal, don't bully young people and be poor, but that breath was blocked in his chest, and he couldn't say anything.

"You go to your sixth uncle's house first, and the village will discuss your future livelihood and try to help you. After the village chief Tao finished the last sentence, he brushed his sleeves and left.

"Hmph, look at your eyes are very unconvinced, do you want to go against the sky? What did you do earlier? You are usually the laziest one to practice, and you still look self-righteous, you deserve it!" Tao Guan added a few words and strode away.

Tao Qi pursed his lips, he was sure that his current eyes were the most powerful in more than ten years, whether it was hatred or disobedience, this strength must represent growth.

Tao Qi got up slowly, packed up the remaining belongings, put them on the ox cart, and silently walked towards the market.

"Xiao Qi, this child, like his father, is usually frivolous, but if he really encounters big things, he often has amazing actions, I hope the sixth child can explain ......him well" Not far away, Village Chief Tao frowned and his eyes were heavy.

"This waste material, I only have those ridiculous novels in my head all day long, even if I cause trouble, how much can I cause trouble, relying on him to turn into a second layer of gas?" Tao Guan snorted coldly.

Uncle Tao didn't have a chance to persuade Tao Qi for the time being, because Tao Qi locked himself in the room and slowly sorted out the remnants, maybe doing so could alleviate some of his pain, after all, each item carried a memory of the past, indicating that there was still some information preserved in the past fifteen years.

"That's all there is to it...... If you don't count the ox cart, all my possessions are not worth ten taels of silver, but ...... Where did this bronze box come from?" Tao Qi's mood recovered slightly, and then he noticed something unfamiliar.

The pattern of this box is extremely simple, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a thousand years old, the key is that Tao Qi has never seen it.

"Probably my parents put it in a corner, and I haven't been able to sort it out, right?" Tao Qi slowly opened the box.

A pen appeared in front of him, which surprised Tao Qi, and he had the impression that although his parents were not illiterate, they rarely read, how could there be this thing left.

The body of the pen is engraved with two ancient seal characters, like "Sia", I don't understand what it means.

In any case, this is a very precious memento left by his parents, and Tao Qi didn't have the heart to think about it for the time being, so he put the pen in his arms.

Maybe it's because the pen contains the breath of my parents, and I vaguely feel a warm current soothing my chest, and it's not so uncomfortable.

"Sixth uncle, I really have no way out this time, help me improve my skills, I don't care about burning Shouyuan, the disintegration of heavenly demons or anything, I want revenge!" Tao Qi walked out of the door and stood behind the sixth uncle.

"Hey, I haven't heard of these things you said, and it seems to be in the novel, right? Help you for sure, I have an old friend from afar, his cultivation is higher than mine, and it is said that he has hired a master at home, and I plan to send you there, how it is, it depends on your creation. Of course, your foundation is too thin now, so I'll try to teach you everything I can in the past two days. Uncle Tao got up slowly.

The door of the bookstore was closed, and the two uncles and nephews came to the underground secret room, and the sixth uncle began to teach.

"The exercises in the cultivation realm are extremely complicated, such as alchemy, refining, and talisman making, all of which have special auxiliary exercises, but we low-level 'enthusiasts' can't get in touch with those, in fact, the only two exercises I can teach you are attack and speed. ”

Tao Qi raised his hand to interrupt the sixth uncle: "What I need most now is to improve my realm as soon as possible, why don't you teach me the exercises for practicing qi? Don't tell me, you used the set of exercises passed down from our family to cultivate during the foundation building period, right?"

"You kid, you actually underestimate our own exercises? The Tao family's 'Tao Ran Jue' was one of the top-grade exercises three thousand years ago!"

"Don't blow it, it's really so good, why hasn't there been a golden pill or anything in Taojia Village for so many years?" Tao Qi pouted.

Uncle Tao Liu twisted his beard: "It is true that Tao Ranjue is too gentle, in this era of more wolves and less meat, it seems a little outdated, the speed of qi collection is not fast, the tempered true qi is not lethal, and there is a very important one, everyone in our family will Tao Ranjue, and the 'bandwidth' is thin, so in today's cultivation realm of the twelve grades of exercises, Tao Ranjue is barely among the tenth grades." ”