"I have read it carefully. These nine methods of killing beasts are the crystallization of the experience of countless ancestors. They can not only strengthen their bodies and strengthen their will, but also give you a greater chance of getting blessings from the ancestors.

If you cannot get the blessing of your ancestor spirit and become a soul warrior like me Du Jing, but if you are proficient in these nine methods of killing beasts, you can also become the top warriors in the clan!”

Green mountains and green grass.

Under the rising sun, a 16 or 7-year-old boy with a burly figure and a proud face was taking over a hundred teenagers to practice boxing on the crystal dewdrops under the hillside.

There was a huge altar on the hillside covered with grass behind the teenagers.

In the center of the altar, a strangely shaped natural stone sculpture that stands tall with one person wide and three people tall.

The natural stone sculpture was stone-gray, like a human and an animal, with horns, wings, and tails. The head was a bit blurry, but a human face could be seen vaguely.

The most eye-catching thing was the black eyes, which were as big as fists. At this time, under the rising sun, one after another reflected light from time to time, falling on the teenagers who were practicing not far away.

"Hi!"

Du Jing exhaled and cut out with a punch, creating a sizzling sound of air cutting. The strong grass under her feet bent her waist, indicating that the terrible power was hidden in the young man's body.

Compared with the burly Du Jing, the hundreds of boys and girls who practice from ten to fifteen or sixteen who follow the boy are much inferior.

Although he was full of fists and kicks, he was like a child compared to Du Jing, who called himself a soul warrior.

Even so, these over a hundred boys and girls practice very seriously.

Even though the sun moved and sweat was dripping, no one would wipe the sweat. He was still practicing the nine beast-killing methods taught by the soul warrior Du Jing at once.

After practicing this for a full hour and a half, he collapsed on the ground with the sound of "resting" by the soul warrior Du Jing, gasping for breath, and drinking water in the water bag.

After a while of rest, the young man's affectionate nature will undoubtedly be revealed.

"Let's go, let Brother Jiang Cheng continue to tell us a story. Last night, when Sun Monkey King and Bull Demon King stopped fighting, it made me dream all night!"

Someone shouted, and the exhausted boys and girls who had been sitting on the ground before were swollen, rushed toward a boy who was drinking water with a bag of water.

Even the girls with beautiful wild flowers on their heads and graceful figures were already showing, rushing over, for fear that they would not be able to hear clearly if they were far away.

Jiang Cheng is also a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a medium figure, 1.7 meters tall, and looks very ordinary, just like the boys around him, with a face full of youthful atmosphere.

However, with those eyes full of clear wisdom, and the indescribable mixture of a bit of bookish, lazy, indifferent, and a bit of stubborn special temperament,

At first glance, Jiang Cheng felt like he was standing out in the crowd.

Looking at the boys and girls surrounding him, Jiang Cheng wiped the water stains on the corners of his mouth, skillfully tied the water bag, and a strange thing flashed in his clear eyes.

He didn't expect that the jokes that were originally intended to relieve boredom for a few good friends would become the most fanatical pursuit of the teenagers in the clan.

At first, this was just a little nostalgia or nostalgia for the world he had lived in before.

In other words, Jiang Cheng did not originally belong to the world full of scent of plants and trees in front of him, and every place can be called a natural oxygen bar.

Jiang Cheng comes from a world called Earth.

He was originally an ordinary high school student there. He took advantage of the holiday to see the amazing Yellow River in Yangshan. He encountered a mother and daughter falling into the water on the road. Without thinking too much, he jumped down to save the person.

The mother and daughter were rescued ashore, but he sank to the bottom of the river covered with yellow mud and slowly lost consciousness.

He thought he would die, but when he woke up, he was rescued by the people of the Geshan tribe here by the river, and his figure was inexplicably reduced to about ten years old.

Now, he has lived in the Geshan tribe for five years. In addition to the memories hidden in the deepest part of his heart, he is already a complete Geshan tribe boy.

However, in this corner of Geshan tribe, an interesting story about the "Earth" street he casually told could also make the boys and girls of Geshan tribe excited for several days.

As a result, in addition to allowing Jiang Cheng to completely integrate into the Geshan tribe, he also became the most popular boy in the Geshan tribe.

Some common common sense of "Earth" also made Jiang Cheng the wisest boy of the Geshan tribe.

Every night, the beast oil lamp in Jiang Cheng's house is extinguished at the latest.

During the day, Jiang Cheng always gathered the most young men and girls full of expectations and worship.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, let's talk quickly. I can only rest for half an hour, let's talk quickly!"

The young men who gathered around Jiang Cheng within a few breaths urging Jiang Cheng with their expectant eyes.

Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry to speak, and looked at a black-faced boy running towards him in the distance with his belt holding his trousers and smiling.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, the young men stopped urging him, but instead urged the black-faced young man with a whirlwind sound.

Because they knew that Jiang Cheng would not start talking until the black-faced boy named Shi Tie was not allowed to speak.

When Jiang Cheng first arrived at Geshan tribe, he was confused and could not do anything due to language differences.

At that time, 99% of the young men in the Geshan tribe regarded Jiang Cheng, a young man with strange costumes and different words and deeds, as a monster.

Only the black-faced boy Shi Tie did not avoid it, and guided Jiang Cheng step by step, and taught Jiang Cheng one pronunciation with one pronunciation, allowing Jiang Cheng to learn the language here.

However, Jiang Cheng discovered that the language here was somewhat similar to the Chinese that he commonly spoke on Earth, but because of his strong accent and voice change, he couldn't understand it.

Even the calendar and the four seasons are similar to when he was on Earth, but there are some differences in some details.

Once you understand the rules, there will be no communication barriers.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng and the black-faced boy Shi Tie are closest and have the most strong relationship.

Amid the urging of the crowd, Shi Tie, who was running closer, was not anxious, but instead shouted at the young men who surrounded him.

"I'm still a man, don't you know that Song Yue is weak?

Don’t you know Songyue likes to hear Cheng Ge telling stories the most?

Don’t let go of a path and let Songyue pass!

Do you have to let Brother Cheng go every time you stare at him before you know how to give way?"

Shi Tiezheng shouted and tightened his forehead and saw Jiang Cheng's slightly reproachful gaze. He hurriedly covered his mouth and apologized to the girl named Songyue behind him, "Songyue, I didn't mean it, you are in good health..."

Shi Tie's words to cover up the obstacles made him tie his black hair high, with a melon-shaped face, curved long eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, and the girl in green clothes suddenly lowered her forehead and her eyes were dull.

"Songyue, come here quickly, and we will talk about the Nine-tailed Fox and Princess Iron Fan soon."

Just when Shi Tie was at a loss, Jiang Cheng's whispered a light shout that made the girl suddenly look up, and her pretty face was filled with surprise.

He ran towards Jiang Cheng lightly, following the girl behind the girl. He just slowed down and the girls who were left outside were also chattering with the girl named Songyue, taking advantage of this momentum to rush towards Jiang Cheng, full of joy.

Who among the whole clan doesn’t like to listen to Jiang Cheng telling stories?

And these girls, neither speed nor strength, are as strong as those teenagers who are as strong as calves, and they will definitely not be able to squeeze in, so they are waiting for this opportunity every day.

Anyway, they knew that Song Yue must be by Jiang Cheng's side to listen to the stories.

Naturally, the boys and girls who were moving forward would make some different jokes about Song Yue and Jiang Cheng, which made Song Yue’s fair face flushed.

Seeing the young men gathered together, Du Jing, a heroic soul warrior, his face turned particularly ugly.

Especially when seeing Song Yue, who was like an elf, sitting sweetly beside Jiang Cheng with a sweet smile, and the young girls full of youth were sitting around Jiang Cheng, and the young men surrounding Jiang Cheng like stars holding the moon, they felt even more angry.

Don’t forget that although Du Jing received the blessing of the ancestor spirit, he was still a 15 or 16-year-old boy.

And he is a soul warrior.

In his opinion, he should be the focus of the entire Geshan clan!

It should be his Du Jing who is overwhelmed by the stars.

He should be the one who is being praised by the girls.

Besides, the boy Mu Ai...

It is the age when the opposite sex attracts each other.

But his original focus is now standing alone here.

As for the majestic figure he deliberately raised his chest and pulled his back, no one appreciated it.

"Hmph, lazy!"

Du Jing's thunderous shout suddenly shocked the boys and girls who were about to listen to Jiang Cheng's story. When they saw Du Jing's tiny face, the boys' faces became a little unnatural.

In the clan, every soul warrior who can receive blessings from the ancestors has a very high status.

Du Jing was not blessed by the ancestors for a long time, so he was left here by Ling Gong in the clan to teach them, and taught them the experience of being blessed by the ancestors.

"Let you rest be to meditate on the gains and losses of the practice process so as to improve, rather than letting you listen to some unregulated **."

"Just like this, you still want to get blessings from the ancestors? Not to mention that some of you have failed once and the second time they fail, they will never be able to become soul warriors again."

Seeing how many years lowered their heads slowly, Du Jing was angry on his face, but he felt very happy in secret. This was what he wanted.

Suddenly, Du Jing's pride suddenly paused in his eyes. He saw that the guy who made him jealous, Jiang Cheng, was looking at him with a smile on his face.

That smile made Du Jing have the idea that all his little thoughts were seen through.

What made him even more angry was that Jiang Cheng whispered a few words to the elf-like girl Song Yue, and a expression that looked like Jiang Cheng, as if it was penetrated by his mind.

"What are you laughing at? Jiang Cheng, you are talking about!"

"You have failed the first time and don't work hard yet. Do you want to fail the second time?" Du Jing shouted angrily.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be used to or had already known Du Jing's thoughts. The corner of his mouth curled and the voice came out slightly, and the shouts of more than a hundred young people shouted in unison.

"Soul Warrior, we know."

The sounds were uneven and some long sounds were dragged down, hiding the dissatisfaction of the young people.
To be continued...