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Legend of the Fierce Island before the Devil (3)

That night, the young man dreamed that a middle-aged couple was waving to him. The man was wearing a gray robe and the woman was wearing a green shirt. Their faces were blurry. Just when the young man wanted to get closer to see clearly, he was The sudden appearance of several strangely smiling faces made the young man pale in fright, and then he began to run away...

At this moment, the young man suddenly woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw an ugly face covered with scars, which was his uncle.

Liu Ming, who woke up from a nightmare, became much calmer after seeing his uncle.

"Are you having a nightmare again?" Uncle Qian said softly, sighing slightly, a look of concern flashed on his face, but he soon returned to a calm expression.

The young man sat up after hearing this and nodded silently.

At that time, Liu Ming, who was only three or four years old, was escorted to a dangerous island as a felon. If this ugly but taciturn uncle hadn't taken him in and taught him martial arts, secret arts, and various skills to survive on the dangerous island, he would have died. He had died long ago, and no one would remember that a young boy named Liu Ming had ever appeared on this dangerous island.

Although Liu Ming was still young at that time, he still clearly remembers the dark night when he was just sent to the evil island.

At that time, he and a dozen other people had just been sent to a deserted beach on the island, and the other felons dispersed in a hurry as they were wary of each other.

He was no more than a toddler at the time, and although he reluctantly chased after several of them, he still got lost near a grassy field soon after, and could only stand there blankly, not knowing what to do.

It was getting late at that time, and everything was so dark that it was impossible to distinguish between fog and night. There was also a disgusting smell of rotten blood in the air, and there was a dull silence everywhere.

A big hand stretched out from the night, grabbed it, and flew through patches of grass and mud.

Liu Ming couldn't see clearly the person who caught him. He could only hear a "whooshing" sound of cattle breathing low in Liu Ming's ears. At the same time, the thorns that passed by from time to time cut cuts on his tender face. Bloody wounds.

The person holding him seemed to be a burly man. He just ran forward without looking at Liu Ming who was clamped around his waist.

Finally, the big man led Liu Ming to several bonfires. Next to them, hundreds of noisy people were dancing and shouting wildly around the bonfires.

"Brothers, I hunted an absolutely rare wild animal today. Taking advantage of my good mood today, I took out the 'prey' and shared it." The big man yelled at the crowd, and pulled the willow bag around his waist. Ming threw it into the crowd beside the fire.

At the same time, pairs of greedy and filthy hands from the crowd stretched out to catch Liu Ming, and together they threw him high into the air, treating Liu Ming as a dying plaything, tossing him up and down, left and right, like throwing a hydrangea.

There were people nearby who were also ready to move, sharpening their knives and gritting their teeth, preparing to cut the child into pieces and chew its flesh.

Due to the survival law of the jungle on the island, some behaviors that are considered cruel or even unscrupulous are often regarded as ordinary entertainment by the people on the island.

Although Liu Ming is young, he has experienced all kinds of human sufferings in a short period of time: from hiding in the crack of the door to watching his family members being killed, to being found from under the bed and taken to the court for trial, to being imprisoned. A series of unbearable tortures for ordinary people, ranging from imprisonment to being transported to a dangerous island.

Liu Ming's tears had long since dried up. Instead, stimulated by resentment and excessive fear, he just bit his lips without saying a word and allowed this group of almost crazy people to throw him around.

When Liu Ming was thrown into the air again under the teasing, ridicule, intimidation and roaring of this group of people from the evil island, no one knew who missed the catch. Liu Ming fell heavily to the grass in mid-air.

, although he was not seriously injured by the fall, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he finally couldn't help but let out a scream.

But this caused the crowd to become even more crazy. One person could no longer bear it and suddenly took out a bone dagger from his arms and threw it directly at Liu Ming on the ground.

There was a "bang" sound.

As soon as the man rushed to Liu Ming's side, suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he flew backwards like a sack.

At some point, a man with a scarred face appeared next to Liu Ming.

When the others saw this man, they were all startled and ran away one after another.

The ugly man lowered his head and glanced at the child on the ground who was holding back tears, and then said lightly:

"I've taken a liking to this guy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ugly man picked up Liu Ming and strode away into the distance.

The faces of several of the most fierce-looking people in the crowd changed slightly when they saw this, but after looking at each other, they ultimately made no move to stop them.

Obviously, this ugly man is not easy to mess with.

Everyone thought that the big man had already devoured the child. Unexpectedly, a few months later, not only was the child not eaten, but he was also jumping around with the big man, never leaving.

The big man who saved Liu Ming back then was Uncle Qian.



Life on the island is full of dangers and dangers every day. You have to focus on your surroundings all the time and be on tenterhooks all day long, so few people have time to recall the past. Even if they do, it is only for a moment.

Liu Ming's eyes turned from memories to the uncle in front of him, and he suddenly had the urge to hug the man in front of him. Although he was saved by him and taught such things, he never said a word of thanks to others.

"You're lucky this time. It's just some skin injuries and no injuries to the muscles or bones. However, in this duel, there were at least three opportunities to turn defeat into victory, but you didn't seize it. Otherwise, you wouldn't be still in bed now.

." Uncle Qian suddenly said in a pointing tone.

"Are there so many? I thought I only missed it once." Liu Ming seemed a little surprised when he heard this.

"Hmph, this means that you haven't mastered your secret skills yet. After your injury is healed, you will train to double the weight. By the way, the Wuyun Gang won the Qixia Forest. I and several other people went to Qixia Forest to hunt.

Officially taking over the hunting rights in this forest. It may take a month or two to go out this time. You can stay in the cave to recuperate during these days." Uncle Qian said with a snort.

"In addition, there is no need to use the Breath-holding Technique if you can. After all, these secret techniques will do a lot of damage to your current body. If not, it will leave lasting consequences that will never be eliminated." Uncle Qian said with a twinkle in his eye.

"I know, uncle." Liu Ming looked at the man and immediately agreed respectfully.

The ugly man nodded and was about to leave, but when he turned around and showed a trace of hesitation, he sighed and walked to a dark corner in the innermost corner of the cave and began to rummage for something.

After a while, Uncle Qian handed an ancient-looking unknown book to Liu Ming who was lying on the stone bed, and said.

"This is a breathing and breathing method. You can try to follow the instructions above and run this method every morning and evening to see if it works. If you can really practice it, you should be able to jump around very quickly.

But you don’t have to have high hopes, there are only a few people on the entire Evil Island who can practice this breathing method."

Although Uncle Qian's tone was as calm as before, Liu Ming could naturally hear a trace of concern in it, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart as he took the book.

The book has a glossy mink cover and is bound with thick lines. The pages inside look gray and have turned light black. It looks like it has been aged for a long time.

The uncle gave some instructions, then took out a hunting bow from the cave and strode out of the cave without looking back.

A few hours later, a faint moonlight that was rare on the island shone in from the entrance of the cave, and there was also a hint of smoke unique to the Dark Cloud Valley.

Liu Ming, who had slept again, finally decided to get up and move around. When he pressed his hands on the stone bed to support himself, he suddenly felt severe pain all over his body and he couldn't help but groan softly.

It seems that the "skin trauma" this time is really serious.

But after a while, Liu Ming sat beside the bed and began to read through the unknown classics given by his uncle.

I found that what was recorded in it was a method of regulating the breath with eyes closed. It is a secret technique that regulates the breath through breathing, and then adds concentration to make the essence move throughout the body, so as to achieve the effect of recuperating the spirit or restoring the body and mind.

At this time, he naturally did not know that this breathing and breathing method was actually one of the exercises that qigong practitioners often practice.

After reading the classics, Liu Ming was curious, so he immediately crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, assumed a meditation posture, and started practicing according to the instructions in the book.

With the rhythmic breathing in and out, Liu Ming dispersed his distracting thoughts, focused his mind, looked inward, and began to mobilize the physical and mental breath at will, making it circulate and disperse in the body, and flow freely.

Not long after he practiced, he felt a faint heat rising from the Dantian area in his abdomen, which melted into his limbs, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

After practicing for a while, Liu Ming felt that his body seemed to have become a little more sensitive, and the original dull pain became a little severe and unbearable. It was as if he was watching a sharp knife slowly slice through the skin of his body.

But as he breathed in and out, the severe pain in his body seemed to be alive again, and it seemed to have a sense of direction and went straight to the Dantian.

After repeated attempts, he finally managed to concentrate all the pain in his body in his Dantian. Then, it merged into the breath in his body and became a part of his body and mind, and the pain completely disappeared.

During the period of recuperation, he gnawed some dried meat in the hole when he was hungry. As a result, the injury that originally required at least a month of rest was healed in just a few days.

In the following days, in addition to practicing swordsmanship every day, Liu Ming practiced the nameless breathing method morning and night.

The young Liu Ming already knew that he could only survive on the island by making himself stronger.

When he was a child, Liu Ming would always be beaten to death by others as long as his god-uncle was not around. Fortunately, thanks to his god-uncle's intimidation, no one really wanted to kill him, otherwise he would have died long ago.

More than ten days later, Liu Ming discovered that with the practice of this breathing method, he not only saw things more clearly than before, but also heard sounds louder, and his strength also began to increase significantly.

On this day, after Liu Ming finished practicing his breathing, he immediately walked to a deserted place outside the cave, picked up a stone the size of an egg, glanced at it, and suddenly threw it out.

The black shadow flashed, and with a "bang", a small tree with a bowl mouth about seven or eight feet away immediately broke.

When Liu Ming saw this, he was immediately overjoyed.

(If you search the Weixin public account "Wangyu" or "wang--y", you can follow all the information about Wangyu and Motianji novels in time. At the same time, the subsequent chapters of the prequel of Motian will also be serialized for free on the Weixin platform for the first time.

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