Where is the future? He doesn't know, what tomorrow will be? He doesn't have a bottom.

He felt like an abandoned child, left to fend for himself.

"No, I'm going out! I'm going back!"

Tian Jiu roared loudly and sat up, with absolute expression in his eyes.

"I want to cultivate, I want to become stronger, I want to control my own destiny!

Tian Jiu shouted in his heart, and resolutely took out the two books in his backpack

A copy of the "Inner Soul Heart Sutra" and a broken "Luo Tianjue".

"Luo Tianjue" was unrecognizable, and it was burned by the fire to the point that only the middle few pages remained, and Tianjiu was sure that this book was not of much use to him, so he put it back in his backpack. Everything he brought from the earth, he carefully kept it in order to keep in mind where he came from and where he was going in the end.

Tianjiu opened the "Inner Spirit Heart Sutra" and studied it without distraction......

An hour later, he looked up, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.

It turns out that this "Inner Spiritual Heart Sutra" explains how to absorb aura, how to guide auras to run in the body, and how to convert auras into spiritual power and store them in the dantian.

This is similar to the method taught to him by the white-bearded old man who was killed by him, except that the "Inner Spirit Heart Sutra" is more straightforward and easy to understand, and the walking route is very different from what the old man taught.

zuihou page, there are actually two small spells, fire blade technique and cloud rain technique. The Fire Blade Technique is a spell that teaches how to use the spiritual power of the dantian to form a fire knife outside the body, and then attack. The cloud and rain technique is an auxiliary spell that uses spiritual power to aggregate the water aura in the air and turn it into raindrops.

These two spells, Tian Jiu can't cultivate now, the most fundamental reason is that there is almost no spiritual power in his body. But Tian Jiu was extremely interested in that fire blade technique, because it was an attack spell, and if it was learned well, it would have an extra means to save his life. In this bizarre shijie, he needs life-saving means too much to reassure himself.

After studying it carefully a few more times, Tianjiu jumped onto the eaves, sat cross-legged on the roof, and began his first cultivation in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

He closed his eyes and contemplated, and used his divine sense to sense the aura of heaven and earth around him.

"Wow!"

Tian Jiu exclaimed in surprise, his shock overflowing.

His divine sense clearly sensed that the air was full of rich aura, and if only cyan molecules were seen on the earth, it was almost a cyan ocean.

He tried to practice using the techniques taught by the old man with the white beard.

As soon as he was transported, he "buzzed", his whole body was shocked, as if he had been hit hard, those spiritual qi masses surged into the tendons, and the dry tendon vein riverbed was bubbling with moist spirit beads, these spirit beads washed his limbs and hundreds of remains, and rushed to the dantian after a week.

Suddenly, a purple bead emerged and was inlaid at the entrance of the dantian.

"Huh, Zizhu!" Tianjiu was startled, almost dissipating his aura.

This purple bead was devoured by his ghost envoy, from the bead on the top of the Baoguang Pagoda.

Fortunately, after the aura molecule Yujian purple bead, it was not hindered in any way, like a filter, passing through the beads.

It's just that after each group of aura molecules passed through the purple beads, they suddenly became much smaller and much whiter.

"Mom, if I eat you, you won't eat my aura, right?!" Tianjiu cried out sadly.

He wished he could find a doctor, cut his belly, and pull out that hateful bead. However, the idea is in vain, this is not the earth, there are no doctors with scalpels, only monks with machetes.

The purple bead always swallowed a small half of the aura accurately the moment the aura molecules entered the dantian. After being robbed and eaten, the aura that entered the dantian was left, and the color became white, and after infiltrating the dantian, there was no trace.

"Alas, you are ruthless! Lao Tzu admits that he is really greedy and kills people!" Tianjiu thought helplessly.

According to this method, he cultivated for three hours, and in the dantian, he finally found a floating thread of spiritual energy. This should be the so-called spiritual power.

He then tried to cultivate using the method of the "Inner Spirit Heart Sutra", and found that this method was not satisfactory in absorbing spiritual energy, both in terms of speed and density of absorption, which was much worse than the old man's method.

An hour later, Tianjiu stopped, he couldn't stand this snail-like speed.

"It seems that the old man's magic is still powerful! It's a pity that the "Luo Tianjue" was burned, maybe there are still many powerful spells in it!" Tianjiu thought regretfully in his heart.

After roasting and eating a few sweet potatoes, the valley grew dark.

The little frog had already hid in Tianjiu's backpack and fell asleep, as if he could take care of it for a long time. This made Tianjiu's desire to blackmail something again frustrated.

He went to cut dozens of catties of small thread grass and threw it into the spirit pigsty. After the spirit pig finished eating, Tianjiu drove them into the house one by one. This is a work that must be done every day, otherwise, the spirit pig will be infected with yin qi at night, resulting in illness and death. To his satisfaction, as long as the spirit piglet was full of food and drink, he did not make a fuss or scream, and quickly fell asleep in the house.

After Tianjiu had done all this, the sky was completely black.

The valley was eerily silent, and in the distant mountains and forests, the terrible cries of wild beasts began to be heard at some point, which made people feel creepy.

Tianjiu returned to the roof and sat cross-legged, piling up a thick layer of dead grass around his body, only his head exposed. He gave up the cultivation method of the "Inner Spirit Heart Sutra", and still worked hard to cultivate according to the old man's method.

As long as he entered the cultivation realm, the terror in his heart weakened a lot.

The next morning, he was awakened by the dripping dew. Last night, when he was cultivating, he fell asleep unconsciously. He tried to move his body, everything was intact, and three spiritual energy filaments had floated in the dantian.

When he finished eating the sweet potato breakfast, hummed a little tune, and drove the little piglets out of the house one by one, and after driving the piglets from one of the houses in Zuihou, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned back to settle the score.

"Mom! There are 10 missing. Tianjiu shouted. This is his lifeline, and he can't afford to go wrong.

"Could it be that a beast is coming in?" Tianjiu guessed.

He inspected all the houses one by one, and there were no signs of movement in the doors and windows, and there was no sign of wild beasts. I checked the "Spirit Pig Experience" several times, but there was no relevant information.

"It seems that there is going to be a vigil at night!" Tianjiu couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the howl of the ghost crying wolf at night.

Next, he cheered up, cut the grass and fed the pigs, and meditated and cultivated. The little frog was still sleeping and never woke up. After the day darkened again, Tianjiu gathered all the piglets in the largest room. It didn't take long for the little piglets to fall asleep after they were full.

Tian Jiu sat in the corner of the room, nervously watching the movement of the doors and windows, he reloaded the ammunition of the silenced pistol and held it tightly in his hand. In this way, he had to put down his cultivation and hope to find out that damn guy. He hadn't closed his eyes all night, but nothing had happened, not even the terrible scream of the previous night only a few times.

In the morning, Tianjiu finished eating the yams listlessly, and when he took the piglets out one by one, he realized again that the number was wrong—there were ten fewer spirit piglets!

Tianjiu's heart is cool and cold, but there has been no movement at night, why is there still less?

"Is there a ghost?!"

At the thought of ghosts, Tian Jiu shuddered, he had long heard that there were a lot of ghosts in this immortal cultivation realm, if he ran into them, how would it be good? He didn't have the confidence that he could get rid of the ghosts with that pistol, maybe it would be his turn after the piglets finished eating.

For a whole day, Tianjiu was in no mood to cultivate. Just mechanically feed the piglets.

When night fell again, Tianjiu's mood was extremely tense. He felt that if there were no more piglets tonight, he would definitely have a nervous breakdown.

The little frog woke up at some point, and jumped out of the backpack with a scream. came to Tianjiu, who was in a daze, and rubbed his head against Tianjiu's instep.

"Hmm, get up, get up! don't bother me!" Tianjiu impatiently pushed the little frog away.

The little frog croaked a few more times, jumped up irritably in front of Tianjiu, and pointed to the yamsa in the corner from time to time.

"Oh, you foodie, eat, eat, eat, eat Tianjiu muttered, but still set up a fire and roasted yams in the house. After a while, the valley was full of aroma again.

"Little frog, what are you going to exchange for my yasam this time? I don't have anything to eat in vain!" Tianjiu picked up a roasted haode yaka and said as he ate it.

The little frog kept shaking its head, and when he saw that Tianjiu didn't give it food, he was so anxious that he croaked.

"Otherwise, you can help me find out the guy who stole the spirit piglet, and I'll give it to you, no, I can roast a month's worth of yams for you." Tianjiu had a whim and said to the little frog.

The little frog was stunned for a moment, and nodded violently without hesitation.

"Yes! That's what you promised. If you can't find it, I'll roast you before I'm eaten by the demons. Alas, I heard that the frog meat is roasted and eaten, and it tastes much better than this sweet potato!" Tianjiu bluffed.

The little frog ignored him and began to nibble on the yams.

Tianjiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seemed that it was unreliable to rely on the little frog.

The night outside was dark, but in fact, the night was not a big problem for Tianjiu, because he could now see the scene dozens of meters away in the dark night. However, when the fire burned, his heart was still warm and he was not so afraid. So, he kept adding firewood to the fire, and the little frog also slept on Tianjiu's head after eating the roasted yams.

Tianjiu held a wooden stick, fiddled with the fire, and looked at the jumping orange flames, as if he was in another world. It was as if he felt like he was back in that warm cabin on Earth......

In his trance, he suddenly felt something tearing at his hair, and he shook his head, and when he came back to his senses, the little frog was eagerly patting the top of his head, his eyes fixed on the piglets.

Following the little frog's eyes, Tianjiu was surprised to find that in the next room, the bluestone floor next to the piglets slowly arched a one-foot-sized brick, and then the brick shook slightly, fell to the side, and a hole was exposed. Then, a furry monster slowly crawled out, with a cat-like body, long claws, and countless black thistles stuck in its back.

For the fire light from the fire, this monster hesitated for a long time at first, Zuihou found that there was no threat, only to see it a jump, flashed to a sleeping spirit piglet, and shook its back, a black thistle terrestris was accurately inserted into the piglet's heart, the piglet didn't even snort, his head fell to the side, and there was no blood on his body. Obviously, this black tribulus terrestris is highly poisonous.

The cat-faced monster stretched out its claws, hooked the dead piglet, and dragged it towards the hole.

Tianjiu hurriedly crawled to the wall, aimed his gun at the monster, and pulled the trigger the moment the cat-faced monster was about to enter the hole.

There was a slight snap, and the monster's head was bleeding and collapsed on the edge of the hole.

Tianjiu waited for half an hour, and when he saw that the monster was not moving, he mustered up the courage to walk over, and found that the cat-faced monster was indeed dead, and there was a pool of black blood flowing from the entrance of the cave.

"Hehe, hey, I'm killing you, and I'm almost breaking down. Tianjiu took the pistol and struck the monster corpse hard. Then he carried the monster and the dead piglet back to the fire.

The little frog looked at the corpses of the monster and the piglet, and a long hara came out of his mouth.

"No, you eat this? This guy is poisonous, aren't you afraid of death?" Tianjiu looked at the little frog strangely. The dead piglet was blackened and poisoned.

The little frog nodded repeatedly.

"Okay! you can eat it if you like, don't blame me for poisoning!" Tianjiu didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went back to the piglet pile to check the situation. He carefully tapped the ground to make sure there were no other holes, and sealed the hole.

The little frog was excited to nibble on the fire. After Tianjiu returned, there were only a few hundred tribulus terrestris left on the ground. Tribulus terrestris is as small as a needle, hard as iron, and slightly heavy in the hand.

Tianjiu shook his head and laughed. "Little frog, you are a garbage recycling station, it seems that you are a good tool for home travel, killing people and treasures, and destroying corpses!"

The little frog looked confused, probably not knowing what the garbage recycling station was, so he burped and fell asleep by the fire.

Tianjiu put away the black tribulus terrestris on the ground one by one, and a faint black light flashed on the black tribulus terrestris, making him realize that this thing should be useful, and it must be good for Yin people. If it's poisonous enough, it's a good offensive weapon. His pistol bullets are only a dozen magazines, and when they run out, there is no place to replenish them in Shijie, so they have to save if they can.

He sat tiredly, napping as he watched the movement next door. The night passed quickly. When I woke up on the ninth day, it was already three strokes in the sun, and the sun was high. The first thing I did when I woke up, of course, was to count the spirit pigs. After repeated verification, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, except for the one that was stabbed to death last night, the others were no less.

The crisis was finally lifted, and he could start cultivating hard again.