In the early morning, the sun is shining, and the forest is covered with mist...
This ancient wilderness has ushered in a new day.
The work of collecting herbs has stopped, Jiang Xiaorou is making breakfast, and Yi Yun is chopping firewood in the yard.
He didn't use a hatchet, but pointed his palm at the firewood and chopped it down with one palm!
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the firewood was split into two parts from the middle, and the cut was extremely neat.
Yi Yun looked at the two pieces of firewood and muttered to himself: "A warrior who has mastered the 'Dragon Muscle and Tiger Bone Fist' to a great level can cut a tree stump into a pile of uniform sizes within one minute with two hands.
If I practice martial arts for three months with chopsticks of the same thickness, I don’t know if I can reach that level.”
While Yi Yun was thinking, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from not far away.
After listening attentively, Yi Yun recognized Zhao Tiezhu's voice——
"People of the Lian tribe! Listen to me! The elders of the tribe have issued an order to recruit ten more strong men to refine the desolate bones. Those who are interested can sign up and they will be admitted on a merit-based basis!"
Um?
Recruiting ten strong men to refine the bones?
Yi Yun's heart moved, and he naturally thought of the incident in the past few days when all the villagers who were forging the bones were infected with typhoid fever.
So many people were sick before and were cured by a so-called "miracle medicine".
Now, we have to recruit new strong men to refine the desolate bones. There may be some mystery behind this.
With this thought in mind, Yi Yun threw away the firewood and walked towards the village's grain drying field.
From a distance, Yi Yun saw Zhao Tiezhu standing on the high platform and shouting loudly.
Many tribesmen were alarmed. The villagers who were previously responsible for refining the desolate bones received a lot of benefits. In addition to the cured meat and the magical elixir, there were often food subsidies.
Because of the previous exchange of desolate bones, the food of the Lian clan is now extremely scarce. Being able to receive more food is what the villagers dream of.
"I regestrated!"
"I'll sign up too!"
People rushed to the temporary registration office set up by Zhao Tiezhu, fearing that they would not be able to get in line if they were late.
"I, Wang Dahu, am willing to refine the desolate bones! I am a second-class male!"
A tall man, but his face was slightly sallow because he had not had enough to eat for a long time. He stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu and looked at Zhao Tiezhu with his eyes full of hope.
"Second-class man... Just try..." Zhao Tiezhu looked Wang Dahu up and down with extremely critical eyes.
Zhao Tiezhu didn't know that refining desolate bones would kill people. This was a top secret in the Lian clan. In order to prevent the news from leaking, only a few senior leaders of the Lian clan knew about it.
None of the other members of the warrior reserve camp knew that this barren bone was filled with deadly cold energy, which would seep into the flesh and blood of the people around them, corrode their lives, and eventually slowly seal off their vitality, causing people's internal organs to fail and die.
So Zhao Tiezhu thought that tempering desolate bones was a good job.
Zhao Tiezhu is very proud of having the power to decide who will own a good job. The direct benefit brought by this power is that the people around him look at him with a more flattering look, and their words are full of compliments.
Zhao Tiezhu has an extremely critical eye when looking at people, "Wang Dahu, you go and stand aside first, as a backup. If there is no one more suitable, you will be the one."
Hearing Zhao Tiezhu's words, Wang Dahu was overjoyed, thanked him endlessly, and stood aside obediently.
"Huh? Liu Er, are you here to sign up? You are so weak that you can run away after a gust of wind! Do you know that tempering barren bones requires cutting wood, lighting fires, and fanning the wind every day, and you work from morning to night?
Moreover, the temperature around the cauldron was very high and I lacked physical strength, so I fainted immediately!"
Zhao Tiezhu looked at the monkey-like Liu Er in front of him and waved his hand impatiently, telling him to get out of here.
The task given by Lian Chengyu was to select strong men as much as possible, and those who were weak and sickly were absolutely not allowed.
Villagers rushed to sign up one after another. Many were driven away but few stayed.
Yi Yun stood not far away and watched with cold eyes. He intuitively felt that there was something wrong with this desolate bone!
However, even if there is a problem, you should investigate it yourself.
Because to Yi Yun, this desolate bone is very important.
Lian's medicine mountain is almost running out of medicines. To continue practicing on my own, I need a supply of energy and nutrients. How can I survive on whole grain porridge alone?
"Huh? It's you!"
Just when Yi Yun was thinking about what to do next, he suddenly heard this familiar voice from behind.
This voice was low and somewhat gentle, but Yi Yun's expression changed when he heard it!
It’s Lian Chengyu!
Didn't Lian Chengyu go into seclusion? According to Zhao Tiezhu, he was going to be in seclusion for three months. Why did he come out of seclusion so early?
Originally, according to Yi Yun's plan, Lian Chengyu's strength should have surpassed Lian Chengyu's after three months of release. At that time, he was not afraid of Lian Chengyu at all. But now, Yi Yun has only practiced martial arts for six or seven years.
God, even if Amethyst was against the sky, Yi Yun would never be able to defeat Lian Chengyu, who had been practicing martial arts for ten years and whose strength had reached the fifth level of mortal blood.
However, Yi Yun thought about it carefully and found that he and Lian Chengyu did not have any deep grudges. Lian Chengyu probably did it casually when he killed him, just like a person would kill a mouse when he saw one in his house, but if he couldn't kill him, he would kill him.
, will not tear down the wall and will not stop until death.
Yi Yun turned around, and his expression calmed down before he looked at Lian Chengyu.
After seeing Lian Chengyu, he immediately showed a helpless and frightened look.
"Lian...Lian Gongzi?"
Yi Yun took a step back, seemingly frightened by the sudden appearance of Lian Chengyu.
Lian Chengyu frowned, this kid is not dead?
Originally, Lian Chengyu did it randomly when he killed Yi Yun. The main reason was that Lian Chengyu felt that Yi Yun was resentful towards him. Lian Chengyu was worried about the lack of food and dead people during the critical stage of bone refining.
It would inevitably arouse public outrage, and Lian Chengyu was worried that Yi Yun, a man who was good at inciting people and resentful of himself, would become a trigger for riots.
What Lian Chengyu pursues is the supreme martial arts, the unparalleled glory that surpasses millions of people. With this goal, his mentality is like that of some emperors and princes. In the eyes of Lian Chengyu, a person with the status of Yi Yun is really
It's insignificant. In order to eliminate some potential dangers, just kill. It's nothing. Even Chengyu killed a lot of people. Just talking about refining the desolate bones this time, I don't know how many people will die.
Killing Yi Yun was just a trivial matter, and Lian Chengyu didn't take it too seriously. He didn't deliberately confirm Yi Yun's life or death until he came out of seclusion and found that Yi Yun was not dead, but he became confused.
He killed a low-class poor man and didn't even kill him. How could this happen? Is it because he didn't have enough skill?
"What are you doing here?" Lian Chengyu asked.
"Going back to Master Zhao, I heard Master Zhao say that he wanted to recruit strong men to refine desolate bones. I heard that you can get cured meat if you go there, so I wanted to give it a try."
"Oh?" After listening to Yi Yun's words, Lian Chengyu's eyes flashed with contempt. Originally, Yi Yun was only twelve years old, but on the day when the food was distributed, his words and actions were completely unlike a twelve-year-old child.
He also had the ability to incite people to cause trouble, making Lian Chengyu think that he was a destabilizing factor and might cause some trouble.
But now it seems that Yi Yun is just a child after all. How much achievement can a person who only sees bacon in his eyes achieve?
Lian Chengyu didn't bother to care about Yi Yun anymore, except why he couldn't kill him before, which made Lian Chengyu feel baffled.
"Since you want to refine the desolate bones, why don't you go in and sign up? What are you doing outside watching?"
"This... this, to be honest with Mr. Lian, Mr. Zhao requires that those who sign up must be at least second-class men, and I... I..."
Yi Yun's voice softened when he said this, as if he felt ashamed because he was too weak and found it difficult to speak.
The contempt in Lian Chengyu's eyes became more obvious. This idiot had looked up to him before. What scheming could a twelve-year-old have?
In fact, even Chengyu had forgotten that he himself was not very old, only seventeen years old. He was considered knowledgeable among seventeen-year-olds, but after all, he was still a little immature, and he could never have imagined that the twelve-year-old in front of him would
Sui Yiyun has an adult soul in his body.
"Since you have this heart and are willing to contribute to the Lian clan, I can't refuse. I think you are ambitious and a talented person, so I will make an exception and give you this opportunity."
Lian Chengyu "encouraged" Yi Yun with a few words.
This idiot can barely contribute. Although he is a sick man, it doesn't matter what his physique is when he is used to absorb the cold poison...