His spirit was broken, Juntian's body was shaking, he was coughing up blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was ashen.
"It seemed like he really died just now..."
Jun Tian covered his head that seemed to be about to split, with a look of shock on his face. Although it was an illusion, the image of his soul being destroyed and his will turning into ashes was unforgettable, and it was really like death.
It took a long time for his injury to improve, but he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. The illusion test performed by the inscription continued to increase. He estimated that even if his mental strength survived the third dimension, there might be a fourth, or even a fifth...
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“Spring brings growth and summer grows, autumn harvests and winter stores.”
Suddenly, the old words came, low and depressing, deeply touching Jun Tian's soul.
He raised his head and looked at the old man in Taoist robes who was approaching in the distance. Jun Tian endured his weakness and got up, went up to meet him and said with a trembling voice: "Old man, what do you mean by this? Do you know the secret hidden in the ruined monument?"
The old man was thin, wearing old Taoist robes, and his face was full of wrinkles. He sat down shakily and whispered: "It's been a long time since I saw a young man who has followed the path of his ancestors."
His voice sounds deep and if it is deafening, it can easily touch people's hearts.
The path of ancestors? Could it be the path of cultivation in the era of ancestors?!
"What kind of road is this? Is it the road to the origin of life? It is different from the origin of the life wheel..."
Jun Tian was shocked and looked at the lonely old man sitting in the dark night. He was silent for a long time and asked tentatively: "Old man, Miss Jiang Ningxue, are you following the same path as your ancestors?"
The night wind came, the leaves in the forest were fluttering, and the air was a bit colder, which made the old man's back look even more lonely. He slowly shook his head and sighed softly, feeling indescribably lonely.
Who in the world still remembers the road our ancestors took? Who still believes that this road can be followed? It has long been judged as vulgar by the world.
"I dare to ask senior, what is the ancestor's journey?"
Jun Tian humbly asked for advice. His wheel of life had been sealed. Only this path could lead to success. He was now even more convinced that this path was also the road to heaven!
"The sky is vast and the earth is vast. You need to experience it in nature and explore the physical limits. However, this road is difficult to walk, but I believe you will reap the fruits. The inheritance in this inscription is not something you can practice yet.
"
The old man got up and walked slowly away into the dark night, his figure vaguely tall.
Juntian sat down and thought silently.
It has been a long time since the ancestor set out on his journey, and no one has walked on it again. He has no predecessors’ spiritual practice experience, and no predecessors can give him any guidance.
But what the old man said just now inspired Jun Tian a lot.
"Experience in nature and explore within physiological limits!"
"The path to the origin of life, returning to nature and forging ahead, requires the baptism of blood and fire, the forging of wind, frost, thunder and lightning, so that life can grow stronger and unearth the treasures of the body."
Jun Tian sat in the dark night. Even though he was eager to go home, he also knew that there was no rush. If the rescue plan failed, their family would die without a burial place.
Especially this time, the Huang family went to war, and all the strong men they gathered were defeated.
And he must be the only survivor in the treasure area. One can imagine what terrible killings will happen once his identity is exposed.
"I have to go now."
Juntian sat alone all night and went down the mountain in the early morning.
The Qiaotou Baozi Shop is as prosperous as ever, with everyone from the noble sons of wealthy families to the peddlers and lackeys all trying to catch a glimpse of Mo Han, one of the three beauties, every day.
"Here are eighteen steamed buns and three bowls of broth."
When she saw the gray-haired young man entering the door, the old woman who owned the shop immediately made a face. She would eat here three times a day. What other reason could there be other than missing Mo Han?
In the old woman's opinion, none of the men in the bun shop were good, and she knew exactly what was on her mind.
"Coming."
Mo Han was wearing a long blue dress, with undulating curves and graceful figure. Her skin was very white, crystal clear and delicate, her eyes were like autumn water under her long eyelashes, and there was a smile on her soft cheeks.
"Mo Han, come here."
The old woman who owned the shop had a frown on her face and was very prejudiced against Jun Tian. She always felt that this guy came here every day and had bad intentions.
Arguments soon broke out in the back room. Because of his strong spirit, Jun Tian captured some of the content and actually mentioned Huang Longhu.
"You damn girl, what kind of person is Huang Longhu? He asked you to go to the city lord's mansion to accompany him. Do you understand what this means? Maybe your father will recognize you, and you will be the city lord's daughter from now on."
The old woman who owned the store lost control of her emotions. Jun Tian was a little silent after hearing this. The old woman was once a maid of the Mo family. She had a relationship with the city lord because he was drunk. Later, he kicked her out of the city lord's mansion because he thought she was plain-looking.
Even after Mo Han was born, the city lord's father had never even seen her since she was a child. But now the old woman asked Mo Han to go to the city lord's mansion to please Huang Longhu, which stimulated her greatly.
When Mo Han came out, his eyes were red from crying, and he was so pitiful that the customers in the store were heartbroken.
"Boss, bring me a hundred steamed buns!"
Jun Tian stood up and walked forward. The bun shop was so shocked that there was silence. Did a starving ghost reincarnate?
Mo Han almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. She tightened her hair on her forehead and calmed down a little. She rolled her eyes at Jun Tian and said, "Aren't you tired of eating it every day?"
"As long as you can eat enough."
Jun Tian lowered his voice and said, "I saw Huang Longhu going to the brothel yesterday. You should be careful."
Mo Han was startled, looking at the gray-haired boy packing up and leaving, her bright red lips slightly widened, not expecting that the little Orion would give such a reminder.
"What can I change? I can delay it for one day."
Mo Han lowered his head and smiled bitterly. There were too many people in this city who cared about her beauty. She knew that she was still safe and sound because of the city lord, but now she was unable to resist the demands of the city lord's palace.
Juntian carried his luggage, went to the inn, and took out the letters he had prepared.
Although I knew it was dangerous to send letters home, I was really worried about Yunxi's accident.
Before Grandpa left, he told Juntian that the blacksmith on the street was an elder who could be entrusted with his life. If the blacksmith could recognize his handwriting when he saw this letter, he would definitely pass it on to Yun Xi smoothly.
After doing all this, Jun Tian quickly left the city.
Five hundred miles east of Hidden Dragon City, there is an endless stretch of primeval mountain forest, tens of thousands of miles deep, and the barbaric atmosphere that hits you is shocking.
Orions can be seen everywhere in the outer area, but as we go deeper, dangerous energy is emitted in the air, which is very depressing.
In this large hunting ground, wild beasts are rampant. Jun Tian heard in the city that some colleges often organize students to carry out life and death training here.
Next, Juntian is going to start penance here.
Boom!
The Arctic climate is changeable, with torrential rains and loud thunder, and the climate in the hunting grounds is getting colder and colder.
Jun Tian took off his shirt and walked with his sword close to his back in the windy and rainy mountain forest.
He felt that fighting wild beasts would stimulate his physical potential and climb to the ninth level of the Fate Wheel Realm at a faster speed.
roar!
A dull roar came from the beast, and a ferocious black bear stood in front, roaring at the young man walking towards him, its blood-colored pupils gleaming coldly.
The black bear cannot be called a desolate beast, because the weakest desolate beast is also in the realm of swallowing clouds.
"Actual combat!"
Looking at the ferocious black bear in front of him, Jun Tian looked indifferent and ran forward, his momentum changing dramatically.
"kill!"
He roared, masculine and domineering, and fought the black bear in close quarters. He punched it forward with a fist. The muscles in his arms contracted with such force that they could easily break steel.
The black bear was so shocked that the energy and blood in its body surged, and it let out a violent roar. However, the young man in front of him had quite a lot of combat experience. He kicked it on the nose, swung his legs one after another, and attacked forward fiercely.
This black bear didn't pose much of a threat to Jun Tian. After a few short rounds, he didn't want to waste any time, so he pounced on it and cracked its Tianling Cap, causing it to smash to the ground.
Bang Chi Bang Chi.
Jun Tian swung his sword and chopped off the bear's paw. This is a rare ingredient that can replenish qi and blood, strengthen the body, and accelerate physical growth.
In the world where thunder is rolling, just when Juntian is about to start the formal journey of self-cultivation, there is the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking in the distance, like a giant running.
"Damn it, how can there be wild beasts here?"
Jun Tian was shocked in his heart. Even the most common desolate beast was extremely difficult for him to defeat. He had to quickly change direction and run with all his strength towards the Quanfang Mountain Forest.
The mountains and forests were vast, and Jun Tian quickly walked through the rain curtain, but the wild beast behind him seemed to have wisdom and was chasing after him.
roar!
There was another loud roar, which shook the trees and caused the heavy rain in the sky to burst. The scene was extremely terrifying.
A chill ran down Juntian's spine, and he turned his head to find a dark giant beast with a fierce aura billowing from its body, its fur was covered in blood, and its aura was extremely fierce.
A dark and ferocious tiger, with black hair all over its body, was shaking violently, but there was a young man on his back.
Obviously, this giant tiger is the young man's mount. The young man looked down at the young man in front of him and said coldly and arrogantly: "You are a beggar, you are quite hidden, but unfortunately you are too weak. I can't even arouse any interest in hunting like this!"