Time passes, three years of time are fleeting, the luck of Hanjia Village in the past three years is very good, the wind and rain are smooth, the crops are harvested, and the surplus grain for the winter is naturally not to worry.

Even the number of wild beasts in the back mountains has increased a lot, and the harvest of the villagers hunting is about three or five percent more than before, and there is meat to eat from house to house, and meat is seen almost every day.

The son of the Han blacksmith family was almost three years old, and when he was born, the object he held in his left hand was a gray stone the size of a thumb's head, in the shape of six sides.

The gray stone has been hanging on his son's chest since he was a child, and only the blacksmith and his wife know about it, for fear of making everyone feel weird, they didn't dare to speak out, but after a long time, the blacksmith and his wife gradually disagreed.

The son's health is better than that of ordinary children, and he has hardly ever been sick, which makes the blacksmith and his wife very happy.

And the little guy likes to laugh, very cute, but rarely speaks, always likes to be silent, as if he is always thinking about something.

The night before his son's third birthday, Xuanyuan Wen arrived as scheduled, Han blacksmith was overjoyed, set up a banquet to entertain, Xuanyuan Wen did not shirk, for a while, the staggered planning, the guests and hosts were happy, and drank until the middle of the moon, before the banquet was dispersed.

Early the next morning, Xuanyuan Wen took out a bag from his arms and spread it on the table, which was full of variety, a bunch of small things, and all colors.

"This matter is called Catch Zhou, which was originally a common method used by fortune tellers to measure the life of a child when he was one year old, but your child's life is extremely peculiar, and I am not completely sure, so I use this method to test for him. ”

Blacksmith Han summoned his youngest son, "It's very simple, as long as you put your hand in, you can catch whichever you like, but you can only catch one." ”

The youngest son nodded, his little hand touched the baggage, and stretched out his palm, which was a black stone.

When Xuanyuan Wen saw this, he was shocked, but his face was still the same, "This soul stone, it is a treasure given by the master, and it was sealed in the deepest part of the storage bag by me, and non-second-order monks can't break this seal, how did this little guy take it out?"

Han Blacksmith said: "Sir, look at this ....."

"Master Han, it seems that your son has a relationship with Shi, this is his own choice, I think Han Shi's name is worthy. ”

"A single name and a stone character, little guy, are you willing?" the youngest son immediately nodded and looked at Blacksmith Han seriously.

Looking at the seriousness in his son's eyes, Blacksmith Han seemed to see himself when he was young, sighed, and said, "Okay, from today on, your name will be Han Shi." ”

Just after Han Shi was three years old, Xuanyuan Wen built a thatched house on Woniu Mountain, and Han Shi was brought by Han blacksmiths every day to learn to read and write.

Spring comes and goes, time flies, five years have passed, in the early spring morning, the mist is misty, and a few birdsong sounds are heard from time to time on Woniu Mountain.

There was still snow on the treetops on the side of the road, and on the slippery mountain road, a slightly thin child was walking lightly.

The child was about eight or nine years old, and at this time his eyebrows showed a thoughtful look, and his hands were still gesturing with something, and the cliffs on both sides were as high as a hundred feet, as if he didn't care about it at all

"I don't know what Mr. is going to teach me today, what I am learning now is really difficult, I have practiced for half a month, and the circle drawn is not like a circle, and the square is not like a square, which is really embarrassing. ”

I was still thinking about it, but I heard a voice ringing in my ears, "Stone, half of the kung fu of a stick of incense has passed, if you don't go to the gate of the courtyard before the incense is extinguished, you don't need to learn it today." ”

Han Shi struck a spirit, looked around, no one saw him, kicked under his feet, and his speed skyrocketed, more than three times faster than the speed of ordinary children climbing the mountain with all their might, and rushed straight towards the top of the mountain.

Han Shi is eight years old this year, three years ago Han blacksmith was at the request of Xuanyuan Wen, he came up the mountain by himself, at first Han blacksmith quietly followed him, although Han Shi was young and weak, after climbing to the top of the mountain, he often sweated, his legs were weak, but his face never showed a look of fear.

In addition, there are no wild beasts on the mountain, and after Xuanyuan Wen showed a magical power in front of Han Blacksmith, Han Blacksmith finally put his mind at ease, and Han Shi went up the mountain by himself every morning.

On the top of Woniu Mountain, there is a place with pleasant scenery, from west to east, the thatched house is here, the front of the door is tied up with branches casually, and a fence courtyard is made, and there is a burning incense on the land at the entrance of the courtyard, only the length of the small fingernail is left.

Xuanyuan Wen stood outside the courtyard gate, his face was calm, looking into the distance, the mountain wind was hunting, his clothes were fluttering, his long hair was fluttering in the wind, and the whole person seemed to have an indescribable free and easy.

Han Shi's figure could already be seen in the distance, jumping between the mountain stone steps, as agile as an ape, Xuanyuan's eyes showed appreciation, but he whispered to himself: "At this speed now, if you can't go faster, Xiaoshi can go home today." ”

As if hearing this, Han Shi's speed suddenly skyrocketed again, and his whole person was almost like a forest sparrow, about to fly.

Xuanyuan Wen's eyes were still calm, "There are still three breaths, a distance of fifty zhang, it is already impossible, stone, it seems that it is good to teach you a lesson." ”

Looking at the incense that was about to be extinguished at the gate of the courtyard, Han Shi was in a hurry, as if he wanted to shout out loud in his heart.

Han Shi only felt that his chest was suddenly hot, and there was a stream of heat pouring into his whole body from his limbs and hundreds of bones, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if these fifty zhang were like two steps, and they could be reached with light steps, as if they were close at hand.

At the moment when the incense was extinguished, in the courtyard, Han Shi appeared from the void, stumbled under his feet, sat down on the ground, his face was pale, and he looked at his hands and feet, but there was nothing unusual.

It's just that the feeling just now is like a white horse passing through a gap, although it is strange, but it can't be tasted, Han Shi rubbed his chest, and the hot feeling seemed to have residual warmth.

Xuanyuan Wen didn't move at all, still facing away from the courtyard gate, but there was a deep surprise in his expression.

"How can this kind of supernatural power appear in a child who has never cultivated the Tao? Han Shi, you really have a secret hidden in you, so it seems that the ten-year chance that the master said should be you!"

Han Shi's face flushed, he gasped a few times, jumped up from the ground, and pulled out a firewood knife from behind his waist.

"Sir, yesterday you asked me to bring a firewood knife to chop wood?"

Xuanyuan Wen turned around and looked at Han Shi's eyes carefully, "These eyes are exactly the same as when they were born, black and white, there is no trace of distraction in them, Xiaoshi, if it is possible, after a thousand years, will your eyes still look like this?"

"Master, do you want me to enter the path of cultivation with stones?"

Xuanyuan Wen closed the fence door, "Han Shi, from today on, I will no longer call you Shishi, and I will call you Han Shi in the future." ”

"Yes, sir. Han Shi had some doubts in his heart, but still nodded.

"In this morning's class, I will teach you how to chop wood. ”

"Sir, I would have known how to chop wood for a long time, I often help my father and mother at home, and my father also taught me to chop wood. ”

Xuanyuan Wen smiled, took a piece of Han Shi's hair, put it on the bluestone slab, took a piece of firewood to press the hair, and took Han Shi's firewood knife.

I saw Xuanyuan Wen wave lightly, as if the firewood knife itself was chopping with Xuanyuan Wen's hand, and the firewood was silently divided into two.

I saw that the section was smooth, like jade that had been played with for decades, and under the firewood, the bluestone slab was still bright and traceless, and obviously, the blade did not touch the stone surface.

And the hair that was divided into two made Han Shi's expression stagnant, this was not an ordinary cut from the middle, but along the direction of the hair, it was cut very evenly, and from a distance, one hair seemed to have become two, the length was not the same.

It's a miracle.

In Han Shi's stunned, Xuanyuan Wen took out an object from the house, "This thing is called Libra, it can be compared to the weight of the object, Han Shi, you put two pieces of firewood on both ends of the scale and try it." ”

"Sir, you are really good at this move, when can you teach me, this is much more powerful than climbing mountains and boxing, if I learn it, I will be able to do chivalrous and righteous battles, and fight the world with swords." ”

"Hey, sir, the scales are swinging endlessly, but there is not much difference between the two sides. ”

"Sir, stop, the two ends are generally high, does it mean that they are the same weight?"

Xuanyuan Wen didn't explain, put a hair strand on the firewood on the right, and saw the scales that were flat on both sides, and the left side quietly rose.

Xuanyuan Wen's eyes flashed, staring at Han Shi, "This is what I taught you to chop wood, and it is also your morning class in the future, when, this scale is flush on both sides, the firewood section is like jade, the hair is divided into two, and the bluestone is smooth as a mirror, even if you can chop wood." ”