The beginning of a monk's training is the short and most basic stage of the warrior stage. Not to mention a few years, even a few months, Xiong Tai is in pain. Forty years old is indeed the bottom line for an advanced martial artist, but the dream of becoming a thousand-year-old warrior
The "bastard" Xiong Tai is ambitious.
"Grandpa, where can I find the alchemist Wen Yi? I still need at least five 50% pills." The depressed Xiong Tai Yinyu found his grandfather Hu Xiao Yinyu who was stationed at the Imperial Changtu Wu Dojo.
"Fifty percent pill!" Hu Xiao's beloved grandson Xiong Tai, who was very talented in cultivation, came to visit. Comrade Wu Sheng was quite happy, but the news about the five percent pill was still a bit scary.
"You kid, if there is such a good thing, you should have told me earlier and bought more elixirs in advance. You only came to me after they left. I am not a god. How can I know where they have gone?" Hu Xiao was helpless.
said.
"Wen Yi!" A middle-aged man next to Hu Xiao was probably here to visit, "Is this Wen Yi from the Mero Kingdom?"
"Ah... there are only two people in the Shaoyang Martial Arts Center of the Mero Kingdom. It's easy to find out. They are all damn fat guys from the Nalanhan family. They look for trouble to bully others. Beating him up will give him an advantage." Xiong Tai resented.
said.
"Qiong Ren, do you know that little alchemist Wen Yi?" Hu Xiao looked at the middle-aged Martial Saint with confusion.
"Well, she is a friend of my little granddaughter Yanyu. Well, this is a matter for the children. Hu Xiao, it's time for us to leave." Qiong Ren didn't say much.
"Grandpa! Are you leaving? Where are you going?" Xiong Tai asked.
"It's time for me to leave, Xiong Tai. Remember, the ultimate goal of our monks is to go to the King of Lan! That is the destination of the Martial Saint. In the future, you will know when you have the opportunity to break through the Martial Saint. I
My current abilities are not enough, so I can’t take you with me. I am not sure whether I can get in by myself.”
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"Grandpa, that Xiong Tai of the Yinyu family is such a bully. He just beat me up for a lowly alchemist. Grandpa..." Shantan, the fat man in blue, endured the severe pain and found the organization.
Unfortunately, the backers of his organization are only mere martial arts masters, and he really does not have the guts to compete with the powerful "bastard" of the Yinyu family for thousands of years.
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The village is not small, with at least more than a hundred households. After running around for n days, Wen Yi pulled the two gold coins left in the space lock, found a house, and had a delicious hot meal.
The old man of this family personally killed the only two egg-laying hens in his family to stew meat, and treated Wen Yi very warmly. Well, these gold coins are enough to buy dozens of chickens.
Wen Yi looked at the little girl outside the house who was looking at the chicken drumsticks in her hand. Wen Yi thought of his poor self at that time. At that time, he had never even eaten a piece of shredded meat. This seemingly "rich" old man's family was much better than his own.
The house is still tight, even the rice in the vat has bottomed out.
"Come on, little sister, there's no point in eating it by myself. This chicken stew is pretty good, let's eat it together." Wen Yi waved to the little girl outside.
"Young master, just eat what you have, we still have some." The old man waved his hand quickly. The old man was still very particular. It would be too much to take Wen Yi's money and then eat other people's chicken. This is two
A gold coin. It is estimated that it will be enough for next year's rations. Looking at the gold coin, the old man had a happy smile on his face.
"This chicken drumstick is quite tender, take it." Wen Yi simply walked out and pulled the little girl in.
In fact, Wen Yi still has a lot of spiritual flesh in his space lock, and he is not short of food. However, seeing such a family reminds him of his mother Yufen.
"Thank you, big brother." The little girl's voice was very sweet. She was originally a thin figure, but in such a poor family, it was difficult for her to have enough food, which made Wen Yi feel a little sad. In this world of cultivation, as an ordinary person,
, it would be good to be alive. Wasn’t Wen Yi himself like this at the beginning?
Wen Yi touched the little girl's head affectionately.
"Huh?" Looking at the little girl who was eating deliciously, Wen Yi actually felt that she had spiritual roots.
In fact, there are still many such things. In this world where big families are rampant, children from poor families really don’t have many opportunities to cultivate. Even if you have spiritual roots, it’s all in vain if you don’t know it. Back then,
Isn't this the case with Zhang? Wen Yi was lucky that Hou Zhang met him back then.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The old man looked at Wen Yi staring at his little granddaughter with a solemn expression and a bit nervous. Could it be that his granddaughter ate a chicken drumstick and he regretted it?
"Oh, old man, I just sensed that your child should have spiritual roots and can cultivate." Wen Yi said kindly.
"Linggen! Young Master, what do you mean, my Qing'er can also become a great samurai?" This old man is really good at using words. How can a samurai be so great? It seems that Wen Yi, a great samurai, was beaten in half.
Yue couldn't move.
"I do have a secret book here. If this child is lucky, he can practice directly." Wen Yi did not hesitate and took out his own secret book. Anyway, even if he tries to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he will not die.
At the beginning, Hou Zhang was very lucky to have two spiritual roots here. I hope this child is also so lucky.
It's been a month since she left the imperial capital. I believe that fat guy can't find her. The scenery here is beautiful and it's good to take a rest. The initial practice is risky, especially when her spiritual roots are uncertain. Take care of her by yourself.
It didn't matter for a few days. Perhaps Wen Yi felt that he and this little girl were still very destined.
After Longma Tianyu ate and drank enough, he went for a walk in the back mountain. The back mountain was not big, and I believe there were no great first-level monsters, so Wen Yi felt relieved.
At noon, Long Ma Tianyu ran back and brought back a big wild boar. Not bad! It happened that the family was very poor and used it as rations. The old man cared about his little granddaughter and had no time to worry about the two gold coins. It just so happened that there was a mountain
Pig, the old man simply became a cook.
In the room next door, the little girl hasn't come out for three days. Through the crack of the door, Wen Yi only saw that the little girl only occasionally ate some solid food and continued to meditate.
This child is still in good condition. It is obvious that he is not forced to practice. He is very lucky to continue to persevere. Obviously, the worst he can do is have a spiritual root of the third system, which is considered acceptable.
The village itself was not big, so when the news spread, many villagers brought their children and asked Comrade Wenyi, the "great" warrior, to see if their children had spiritual roots.
Although this continent is ruled by big families and sects, it is also a world where force is truly paramount. If your children have spiritual roots, at least the whole family will have enough food and clothing, and at worst, they will be able to stand out in their hometown.
It is certain.
The children of Lao Li's family have spiritual roots and are cultivating. This "great" warrior Wen Yi is really a kind warrior and even gave him the secret book.
After all, the proportion of people who can cultivate and have spiritual roots is too small. Even the worst qualifications with seemingly four or five spiritual roots are extremely rare. More than 99% of the people in this continent have no spiritual roots. Wen Yi checked
There is not a single person with spiritual roots in the big circle.
Suddenly, Wen Yi felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power in the hut.
"Huh? Absorbing spiritual energy and activating one's own spiritual roots to cultivate means that he is already a warrior, and he has spiritual power in just a few days?" Wen Yi himself spent two years, even if the family relies on spiritual energy.
The child of Yao, it took almost a year to become a warrior. How could this child be so fast?
"Brother, I can really absorb spiritual energy. I feel very powerful now." The little girl ran out excitedly and called Brother Wenyi affectionately.
"Oh, Qing'er, is there any problem? You...you broke through a little too quickly. What kind of spiritual root do you have?" Wen Yi asked.
"I am a wood spirit root, and I only have one spiritual root." Qing'er said. Obviously, this child has not realized what a single spiritual root means?
"You... you only have one Wood Spiritual Root?" Wen Yi looked at the little girl carefully. Damn, there were not many Heavenly Spiritual Roots in this world, but now he accidentally encountered one?
"Sir, is there anything wrong with this spiritual root? My Qing'er is still... pretty normal, right?" The old man doesn't know anything about cultivation. He only knows that having a spiritual root means he is very awesome.
"This..." Wen Yi hesitated, "Old man, is there a martial arts gym or something like that in the largest city near you?"
"There are indeed martial arts dojos. About three hundred miles to the west is Yangjiang Town, the largest town near us. I have been there once. The Yang family, the largest in Yangjiang Town, has a martial arts dojo. There are probably dozens of them.
"Great" warriors train there, Young Master, what do you mean by letting my Qing'er go to the Yang Jiawu Dojo?" The old man was filled with envy when he looked at the Yangjia Wu Dojo in Yangjiang Town. Obviously, for him, Yangjiang Town is
The martial arts gym is already very impressive.
Wen Yi's nose was so angry that he asked a Tianlinggen to look after a family's home and nursery? This old man...hey, forget it, you are a country man, I don't have the same experience as you.
"Old man, I'm talking about cities, martial arts dojos in big cities." Wen Yi better emphasize it. The Wangjiawu Dojo with dozens of warriors is of no use. You have to go to a martial arts dojo with a martial sage in charge.
.In other words, Li Qing'er must go to at least one royal capital... No, the martial arts gym in the imperial capital is suitable.
"Sir, the biggest place I go to is Yangjiang Town. Where do you know a big city?" the old man said very discouraged.
Damn it! Wen Yi ran in a hurry, and he didn’t have a map of this area. He didn’t know where he had gone. It seemed that asking this old man was in vain, but he couldn’t let such a good young man go blind.
"Brother, where are you practicing? Qing'er is practicing with you." Perhaps due to the huge kindness of a chicken leg, the little girl is still somewhat close to Wen Yi.
"Qing'er, your spiritual roots are extremely rare. Your future achievements may be higher than mine, and it won't even be a problem to live to a thousand years. Therefore, you must go to a large martial arts center to have room for your growth. If you live in a small place
It's a pity, you should discuss it with your grandfather." After all, I am an outsider after all, so Wen Yi can make suggestions, but I can't interfere with what others choose.
It's just that Li Qing'er's child seems to trust him very much, and Wen Yi really likes this child.
"Thousands...thousands of years!" Li Qing'er's grandfather was listening with his mouth hanging open.
"Grandpa, grandpa...!" Xiao Qing'er finally made the old man wake up.
The pitiful parents in the world naturally include Grandpa Li Qing'er who depends on each other for life. Grandpa Li Qing'er is only in his fifties and looks like a person in his seventies or eighties, but Xiao Qing'er only has such a relative...
"Young master, you are a good person. I don't know where my Qing'er should go to practice. Just do it and take my Qing'er with you." The old man begged with a look on his face.
"Grandpa!" Xiao Qing'er was obviously not ready to leave the old man yet.
"Don't worry, Qing'er also needs some time to adapt. I have nothing to do, so it's okay to wait." Wen Yi really couldn't bear to break up this family immediately.
"Big brother is the best, haha!" Xiao Qing'er immediately became happy after hearing this.
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Xiao Qing'er excitedly ran back carrying a fat rabbit and reported the good news to the old man. This was her first trophy since she became a "great" warrior.