Chapter 2 The Beast Venerable Falls, Receives Heaven's Gift
"Immortal?"
Xiao Qihao looked yearning and nodded: "I heard the village doctor uncle said that immortals can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea. That year, there was a fire in the mountains, and it was the immortals who put it out with magic power. But the village doctor uncle said
, Mortals are not qualified to become immortals."
The old man smiled lovingly and asked: "Xiao Hao, do you want to become an immortal?"
"think."
Xiao Qihao answered without thinking, and immediately looked lonely: "But mortals cannot cultivate immortality. The village doctor uncle said that whenever an immortal comes to the world, there will be a sign of his birth. On the day when an immortal is born, a crane will send him a gift, or a splendor will shine.
If there is no vision, then you can only be a mortal for the rest of your life. The village doctor uncle said that a few decades ago, an immortal from the next village came into the world, and colorless auspicious clouds appeared, and the birds in the sky celebrated."
After saying that, Xiao Qihao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
"This is true. If a spiritual boy comes to the world, there will be visions. There will also be powerful immortals who will perceive them and welcome them to practice immortality. However, it is not impossible for us mortals to practice cultivation." The old man sighed.
"Grandpa, what did you say? Mortals can also become immortals?"
Xiao Qihao was stunned and stopped even the work in his hands.
"Yes, it's just a mortal's act to cultivate immortality, which is against the will of heaven. It requires a life of nine deaths and many hardships."
The old man hesitated for a moment, then became serious and said: "Xiao Hao, if there is such an opportunity, are you willing to cultivate as an immortal?"
"Cultivation to immortality? Opportunity?"
Xiao Qihao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded heavily: "Even if I have a narrow escape, I will try."
"Xiao Hao, aren't you afraid?" The old man looked at Xiao Hao distressedly.
"Don't be afraid. If Xiao Hao becomes a god, grandpa won't have to starve and freeze. He will have white flour buns to eat every day."
Xiao Qihao grinned, looking forward to it.
The old man was startled for a moment, and a cloudy old tear ran from the corner of his eye.
"Okay, okay, Xiaohao, grandpa believes you can do it. Then grandpa will tell you that the so-called spiritual boy has a spiritual bone in his body. This spiritual bone can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to practice. Mortals do not have spiritual bones.
Yes, but there is a kind of fruit between heaven and earth, called the human spirit fruit."
"Where can I find the Human Spirit Fruit?" Xiao Qihao asked impatiently.
The old man shook his head: "It is said that the Human Spirit Fruit is deep in the mountains, but only those who are destined can get it. As long as a mortal eats the Human Spirit Fruit, he can cut off the bones and wash the marrow, and embark on the path of spiritual practice."
"Deep in the mountains?"
Qi Hao looked at the mountains outside the window and made up his mind.
He has never been to the depths of the mountains, but it is said that there are gods and goddesses deep in the mountains.
"Xiao Hao, our Qi family has been a mortal for generations. Your father did have some spiritual roots, but he died young. Your second uncle and third uncle are all honest people and have never left this mountain in their lives. Grandpa hopes that you can become an immortal.
Live a more exciting life." The old man touched Qi Hao's head lovingly.
"Grandpa, don't worry, Xiao Hao will do it." Qi Hao nodded heavily.
That night, Qi Hao slept soundly.
The fire in the charcoal basin has been shining, dueling with the cold wind...
In the early morning, Qi Hao packed up his tools and walked up the mountain through the heavy snow reaching his legs. He promised his aunt that he would catch pheasants and go back.
In winter, the mountains are bare everywhere. There are fewer prey species on the mountains, but there are also fewer poisonous snakes and insects.
There was deep snow on the mountain, but it couldn't stop Qi Hao.
Although he is only twelve years old, he is very familiar with this mountain.
It only took two hours for Qi Hao to reach the top of the mountain.
He paused briefly and then walked towards the sunny and leeward hillside.
Years of hunting experience told him that prey would usually choose such a place to nest in order to avoid freezing to death.
Such heavy snow also has its advantages.
Once a pheasant falls into a snow pit, it is difficult to fly out and can only sit and wait to die.
Therefore, Qi Hao's goal is very clear. He only needs to keep searching, as long as he finds the pheasant.
Qi Hao had been running around non-stop this morning, and his footprints were all over the snow.
When you are thirsty, you grab a handful of snow from the snow and eat it.
When you are tired, take a rest in the snow pit.
However, there is no living thing on this mountain, and I have been busy for so long and found nothing.
"I have already promised my aunt, so I can't leave empty-handed."
Qi Hao gritted his teeth and looked into the depths of the mountain, his eyes becoming firmer.
And at this moment, a sound, like thunder, exploded in his little mind.
"Your Majesty, this old slave is leaving!"
Qi Hao suddenly felt that his brain was in a haze, and the scene in front of him became unreal.
A golden figure as big as a mountain stood above the clouds on the top of the mountain and was slowly falling down.
That voice came from the golden beast's mouth.
"Way to go!"
Another voice came from further away, neither happy nor sad.
Qi Hao followed the sound and saw that in the clouds and mist, there was a huge palace a hundred feet high. A man was sitting in the palace, looking down at the heaven and earth.
The figure seemed to feel Qi Hao's gaze, looked over, and let out a light sigh.
When their eyes met, Qi Hao felt like his throat was being strangled and he couldn't breathe.
He instinctively wanted to kneel down and worship, but his body refused to obey.
Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and the man looked away.
"Junior Qinghe, I would like to send you the Supreme Suffering Beast."
"Junior Taisheng, I would like to send you the Extremely Suffering Beast Lord. May the Beast Lord have a safe journey."
"It's extremely painful, go on well!"
... ... ...
Several more sounds came from all directions, resounding throughout the world.
The person who made the sound may live in a palace or hide on the bank of a large swamp.
The only thing they have in common is that no matter how hard Qi Hao tries, he cannot see clearly the true appearance of these people, only an illusion.
"Extreme hardship, fighting for heaven and earth for thousands of years, and making immeasurable achievements. They should be imprinted on the mountains and rivers and last forever."
"If you die today, the heaven and the earth will grieve together. It will rain blood for three days to mourn."
"Death is not the end, it is also the beginning. Dissipate the power of the Supreme Suffering Master and give it as a gift to all living beings."
The man in the Heavenly Palace dropped his palm, and the huge figure burst into pieces, turning into countless fragments and flying in all directions.
"Little guy, since you have this fate, I will give you some."
I saw the man from that palace waving his palm, and a huge piece of golden flesh came straight towards Qi Hao and flew into his body.
The next second, Qi Hao fell on the snow and passed out.
When he woke up again, it was already dark.
"It seems like I'm dreaming, why am I sleeping here?"
Qi Hao shook his head and got up.
But the next second, he was stunned.
He couldn't see what was going on inside his body, but he could feel that the golden object was attached to his spine in a strange state, wrapping the entire spine in the middle.
"Does it really exist? What is this?" Qi Hao exclaimed.