Han Xiao is no stranger to the legend of the ancient giant spirit god. He was an extremely powerful god of war.
According to legend, he holds two thousand-jin axes. With one ax in his left hand, he can move the jin into the wind and kill mosquitoes on the tip of other people's noses. With one ax in his right hand, he is so powerful and powerful that he can split mountains and rivers.
"So Huzi can also practice." Han Xiao felt very happy in his heart. It was Huzi who always brought him some delicious food. Although the price was not much, it was very important to him who was in prison and suffering from illness.
To put it bluntly, it was a timely help.
Han Xiao always wanted to repay this friendship, but Han Linger always thought that he lacked spiritual roots and could not practice.
"He has room for improvement, but he can't increase his cultivation through practice." Tianlong King's voice was thick and deep, "Actually, he doesn't need to practice. As long as he awakens the blood of the giant spirit god in his body, he can
Gain great power."
There is also a special physique on the Tianhuang Continent called Demonic God Bloodline. This physique is one level lower than the Tianji King Physique. It is also an extremely powerful existence on this continent.
It's just that the number of such people is very small, and almost no one is willing to admit that they are of the blood of the devil.
The reason is unknown to outsiders.
"Then what can we do to awaken the bloodline of Huzi's giant spirit god?" Han Xiao wanted to repay Huzi's friendship, and the best way was to make him a strong man. In the Tianhuang Continent, the strong are respected, and only those with strength can survive.
; Only then can we gain the respect of others; Only then can the tiger take revenge.
"The Giant Spirit God is the ancient god of killing. To awaken his bloodline, there is only one way to kill!" The Tianlong King spoke in a very gentle voice. Even when he talked about the word "killing", there was no fluctuation at all.
In its view, the life of the weak is like an ant in grass; the red blood is the hymn of the strong; the head of the enemy is its own medal.
In its core, it only advocates strength and only obeys the strong.
It is a dragon, and bloodthirsty is its nature.
Only now did Han Xiao understand why people with the blood of the demon god were unwilling to mention the process of their becoming stronger.
One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.
People with the blood of the devil are no different from ordinary people before they awaken. Maybe they are like tigers living a hard life in the slums, struggling on the edge of survival.
People born like this are often more humane, kind and honest than those born strong, but the cruel pattern and values of Tianhuang Continent make them have to become stronger.
By the time they became strong men, their hands were stained with an unknown amount of blood. Their originally kind hearts underwent unpredictable changes in the killing, and they suffered from self-condemnation.
While killing others, he also killed his former kind and honest self.
This conservative and torturous psychological process will undoubtedly be even more uncomfortable for the kind-hearted Huzi.
"I know what you are thinking, but only by killing and conquering can he evolve; can he become a strong man; can he replace all the blood in his body with the divine blood of the Giant Spirit God." The Heavenly Dragon King.
He said arrogantly, "Actually, you don't have to worry about his heart. Hatred will make his heart strong. In this world, he either kills or is killed. This is something he must face to become a strong man."
The Heavenly Dragon King continued to ask, "When you awakened, you killed someone before. How did that feel?"
Han Xiao is different from Hu Zi. After suffering the glare and bullying from others, his psychological maturity has already been higher than that of ordinary people. His tone was firm and affirmative, and his eyes were cold as he replied: "They should die!"
"Killing decisively, this is the heart of a strong man. Remember that true strength is not just physical strength, but more importantly, a strong heart." The Heavenly Dragon King said calmly: "In your opinion, this
The kid's evolution process is a bloody process of killing, but at the same time, it is also a heart-training process for him."
"Refining the heart!"
"Why are kindness and cowardice so often associated with each other in this world?" the Heavenly Dragon King asked enlighteningly.
This question points directly to the weakness of human nature, and Han Xiao cannot answer it.
At this moment, in Han Xiao's heart, she just wants to become stronger and make the friends around her stronger.
With this question left, the Heavenly Dragon King stopped talking. Perhaps he himself could not answer this question.
In the next few days, Han Xiao and others spent time cultivating. When they were hungry, they ate some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger and hunted some game.
It's just that there's no salt on this mountain, and that's a big problem.
If people do not take in salt for a long time, their bodies will become weak and their hair will turn white. This is not conducive to their cultivation.
This day Han Xiao decided to go to the city to buy some oil and salt.
In order to prevent the Liu family from discovering it, Han Xiao wore a big hat to cover her face.
I also brought a few skins that I had obtained from hunting in the past few days. When I escaped, I had no money with me. Only after I exchanged these skins for money could I buy some daily necessities.
After going down the mountain, outside the city gate, Han Xiao saw several notices offering rewards.
Han Xiao walked over and took a look. The people wanted in these three chapters were none other than Han Xiao, Han Ling'er and Hu Zi.
What kind of world is this? When Liu Dang and others bullied him, no one stood up for justice. And after beating several of his servants to death, they became wanted criminals.
Han Xiao couldn't help but gritted his teeth and lowered his hat to cover his face.
"All this is caused by strength. If Liu Dang's father was not Liu Fengdu. Or Liu Feng was not a cultivator of the first level of Life Spring Realm, the three of them would not have to live such a wandering life."
He came to the vegetable market east of Peicheng and took out the leather. The weather was getting cold, so he bought the leather quickly. After getting the money, Han Xiao wanted to go to the grocery store owned by Lao Wang's family to buy some salt and rice.
As soon as I left the vegetable market, I felt that three gangsters were following me.
Now Han Xiao is a wanted criminal. These people must want to catch him and collect the reward. These gangsters have long been notorious in Pei City. They idle around and steal all day long.
However, because of their extensive information and accurate and timely intelligence, they have become the followers of some big families.
The leader of these people is called Liu Can, who is a member of the Liu family, Han Xiao's mortal enemy. Because he has a scar on the left side of his face, many people call him Scar Can.
Han Xiao wanted to teach them a lesson, but there were so many people at this time that it was not the right time. He would avoid them if he could.
"Boss, this guy seems to be Han Xiao." A follower said.
"It should be him!" Liu Can said in a deep voice with half-blind eyes as he walked away.
"Should we report it to the head of the family? Call for help."
"Idiot, of course there is no need. We have to worry about his sister. He is a sick cat, so there is nothing to be afraid of. The three of us took care of him in one go. Let me meet him here, that's what God wants us to do
The third brother has made a fortune. If we call a few more people, wouldn't we ask people to come and share the reward with us?" Liu Can said with a proud smile.
At this time, Han Xiao's hearing had become very sensitive after practicing, and he could clearly hear the conversation of the three people behind him. At that moment, a sharp light flashed in Liu Can's eyes, and he made up his mind.
I made several turns in the Yangchang alley, seemingly trying to counter-track through the turns. But I just couldn't get rid of the little tail behind me.
Unconsciously, Han Xiao came to a dead end.
Seeing that there was no road ahead, Han Xiao stopped and turned to look at the three Liu Cans who were following them.
A proud smile appeared on Liu Can's lips, a light of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he grinned: "Hey! Isn't this our old friend, the sick Han Xiao?"
In his memory, Han Xiao seemed to be a person who could not walk.
He didn't see Han Xiao's sudden outburst that day. In addition, Liu Dang lost face in this matter, so they didn't mention it. Liu Can didn't know that Han Xiao had become stronger, so he still treated him
Think of it as that dying boy who lies in bed all day, half dead.
"Open the second level of destiny cultivation." Han Xiao's lips moved coldly and he said to himself.
Liu Can Dese laughed: "You also know how to practice. Haha, today you kneel down and lick my shoes clean. I will make you comfortable. Otherwise, I will beat you to a disability first, and then send you to be rewarded."
"You dare to speak so brazenly with such a level of cultivation. What an idiot." Han Xiao stood proudly, majestic and said in an imposing manner. Han Xiao is actually very familiar with the roads in Peicheng. He came to this dead end because of his calculations.
OK.
Since you can't get rid of these guys, let's practice with them. First, see if your recent cultivation has improved, and second, accumulate some practical experience.
Rather than saying that Liu Can was besieging Han Xiao, it would be better to say that Han Xiao was plotting against Liu Can.
"Hey! Listening to your tone, you are impatient with life." Liu Can's eyes were full of disdain. He raised his head, tilted his head, pointed at the scar on his face and said, "Do you know that on my face?
How did you get that scar?" He wanted to show off his impressive record and intimidate Han Xiao.
Before he finished speaking, Han Xiao moved and suddenly came to him like lightning. Before Liu Can could react, he suddenly saw a cold light flash by.
I felt a burning pain on the right side of my face.
When he jumped out of the battle circle, or rather, Han Xiao took back his moves and stood proudly.
Only then did Liu Can see clearly that Han Xiao had pulled out the dagger he was carrying, and the dagger was stained with bright red blood, dripping down drop by drop.
"That's how scars are left!" Han Xiao replied coldly.
Liu Can now began to regret in his heart why he asked Han Xiao that question.
The way this answer is answered is more accurate than any answer that can be described in words.
From the moment he drew the sword, Liu Can already knew that he could not be Han Xiao's opponent. The sword came out too fast, and he was not a sick man at all, but he did it.
Liu Can covered his face and kept backing up. The two horses behind him were only at the first level of the Destiny Realm. When they saw that the boss was no match for Han Xiao, they immediately became even more panicked.
When the two of them saw Liu Can's body lying stiffly on the ground, with blood flowing all over the floor, they immediately turned around and ran away.