In the early morning, in the wilderness mountains, some children's shouts for exercise were already heard, but the loudest voice among them was that of a baby who had not yet been weaned.
Although he is the youngest, Shi Hao's strength has far exceeded that of his peers. Even many people in the Shicun hunting team are not Shi Hao's opponents.
After a month of hard training, Shi Hao can now carry a boulder weighing three thousand kilograms. In terms of strength alone, Shi Hao can even fight with the Stone Forest Tiger, but he can only hold on for a few seconds.
Even so, it was enough to make the old patriarch smile from ear to ear; he had always wanted to cultivate Shi Hao to become a talent, but he was also annoyed that Shi Village was weak and could not obtain the peerless true blood and medicinal materials to build the foundation for Shi Hao; but after Zhang Song came, the old patriarch
Only then did all the worries disappear.
'It's just a small bottle of magic medicine, but it has such an effect! If everyone in Stone Village can use the dolls, maybe they will all have a solid foundation.'
The old patriarch thought happily that the Taoist priest had given him a small bottle of crystal clear magic medicine. As long as one drop was added to the medicine in their stone village, the medicine in the cauldron would become as transparent as water and the medicine would be powerful.
I don't know how much, but the little one has such great strength only because he took a medicinal bath for half a month.
The people in the hunting team also brought back a lot of things, and the endless beast meat was disposed of, which was enough for the people of Shicun to not go out hunting for two months.
The old patriarch of Shicun originally wanted to ask Zhang Song to teach Shi Hao how to practice, but Zhang Song refused. He bluntly said that he would not teach Shi Hao any method of practice, and would only provide a little help.
The old patriarch had no choice but to work hard to help Shi Hao baptize, and at the same time taught him the only bone inscriptions in the village; although it was not a profound skill, it was much better than nothing.
Zhang Song spends these days in Shicun studying the Taoist Annotations of the Emperors' Martial Arts. The insights from this Martial Arts Sutra written by Tianjun himself, if you can understand it thoroughly, are equivalent to a Tianjun giving you a sermon.
After the spiritual thoughts entered it, it seemed as if they had arrived at the battlefield of ancient heaven. The shadow of an Immortal King was high above, followed by several shadows of transcendent heavenly kings on the left and right, and further down were many emperors of heaven, counting them down.
There are hundreds of them.
The emperors who can appear on the battlefield in the ancient heaven are all the supreme immortals selected by the Immortal King of Creation; their martial arts are qualified to be written into the martial arts scriptures of the emperors and have been passed down for several eras.
Zhang Song knew that this was the memory of the Emperors' Martial Arts. The Heavenly Lord who became the Taoist in this book was created by the Immortal King of Creation, and it recorded the scene when the Emperors' Martial Arts was selected.
After Zhang Song's spiritual thoughts entered this volume, it was equivalent to fighting with hundreds of emperors in heaven to discuss Taoism. For him, he gained a lot of insights.
For a moment, Zhang Song seemed to have fought against countless ancient emperors; when he first entered, Zhang Song could only fight against four ancient emperors at the same time to remain undefeated. As time went by, Zhang Song gradually absorbed the martial arts of many emperors.
After learning, I can already fight against six ancient emperors and defeat them.
"Huh, these emperors' martial arts scriptures really bring together the 'martial arts' to one point..."
Zhang Song's expression became a little more relaxed after he withdrew his spiritual thoughts. After he fully understood the martial arts principles explained in it, he could try to compete with Tianjun's philosophy.
"Taoist Priest, why do you look at this white paper all day long?"
At this time, Xiao Shihao finished his exercise and swung to Zhang Song's side and asked: Many people in Shicun were puzzled. This mysterious Taoist priest sat down with a white paper all day long and read a whole book.
God, it's been nearly a month.
However, the behavior of the strong is not something they can guess, so no one dares to ask; but Shi Hao doesn't have so many scruples. He doesn't think about it so much at a young age, and Shi Hao can sense goodwill from Zhang Song.
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"Is this...this is not a blank piece of paper."
Zhang Song raised it up for Xiao Shi Hao to take a look, but Xiao Shi Hao's round eyes widened and he still couldn't see anything.
"Only the strong can see the information above, but you can't see it now, haha!"
"Hmph, I will definitely become a strong man in the future, and then I can see the things above!" Xiao Shihao raised his fist and shook it, swearing.
"If you can see it, it wouldn't hurt to give this Taoist scripture to you."
Zhang Song smiled, then a mysterious light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Shi Hao's body.
Xiao Shi Hao, who is about three years old, is already extremely strong. Not only did he have the medicinal bath given by the old clan leader since he was a child, he also grew up eating ferocious beast meat and drinking animal milk. Some time ago, Zhang Song was even allowed to use runes and a
The potion soaked in the elixir dissolved the accumulated medicinal power in the body, and the growth rate shocked everyone.
When Xiao Shihao heard that he might get a Taoist scripture, his eyes suddenly lit up. Although he didn't understand the preciousness of the white paper that the Taoist Master held and read all day long, Xiao Shihao knew that it must be a treasure, so the Taoist Master
Just stared at it all day.
But before Shi Hao could be happy, he heard Zhang Song speak again.
"Now that you have almost built the foundation, you can start practicing against others!"
After Xiao Shihao heard this, he suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart; his two little feet involuntarily stepped back and left the place.
As soon as he had this idea in his mind, he heard a sound nearby that could wake him up from his sleep.
"It's easy. I will spar with him in the future to ensure that this child can master martial arts!" Feng Baobao suddenly appeared, leaned on Zhang Song, and smiled at Xiao Shi Hao; but this smile looked like a devil in Xiao Shi Hao's eyes.
Usually, even if you want to turn around and run away.
In the past month, Xiao Shihao has remembered his grudge against barbecue and animal milk, and has tried to take revenge many times; but with Feng Baobao, he, an ordinary baby about three years old, even the plan he racked his brains to come up with had no effect at all, and was instead
Feng Baobao was hung up and treated countless times.
Xiao Shihao drank all the animal milk and fruit pulp he had secretly hidden, and was fucked seven or eight times in reverse. Now when Xiao Shihao saw Feng Baobao, he wanted to turn around and run away.
Zhang Song glanced at Feng Baobao helplessly, thinking that you had made Shi Hao cry several times since we came to Shicun, and asking you to teach him might have the opposite effect.
"Don't worry, I don't need Feng Baobao to teach you now. I will find other ways."
Zhang Song comforted Xiao Shi Hao. When Shi Hao heard this, a smile appeared on his face again. However, the smile did not last long before he heard Zhang Song continue.
"But if your progress is slow, then let this person teach you. After all, purely in terms of martial arts, I am still inferior to her..."
As soon as Zhang Song finished speaking, Xiao Shihao's face changed, as if he had thought of something extremely terrifying. Then he saw Feng Baobao grinning at him, then he twisted his face and ran away with a cry.