The vital energy in the sea of qi flows, like mist and hazy clouds, and the rays of light are overflowing. The perception is extended, and the scenery of a hundred feet can be seen, and the spirit is refreshed. This is a kind of sublimation, and the spirit breaks through the shackles and reaches another realm.
At this moment, Wutan felt the power surging in his body, flowing like an endless ocean, and seemed to be about to break out of his body.
“Swish!”
He suddenly stood up, rushed forward, and punched the ground violently. The ground shook violently, the cave shook violently, and rubble fell and dirt flew.
Wutan was a little stunned. The power after he opened his body was on a completely different level than before. It was like one was the sky and the other was the earth, with a chasm in between. Only by crossing the chasm could he see the scenery on the other side.
With this kind of horrible transformation, it’s no wonder that everyone wants to become a cultivator.
Wutan quickly ran out of the cave, jumped into the jungle and disappeared. Not long after he disappeared, a big man appeared at the entrance of the cave. He looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face.
"The little bastard is not dead? Impossible. There is no chance of escape from the thousand-foot-high cliff. Maybe some monster is training here. But just in case, we still have to find his body."
Long He's eyes flashed coldly, he took a few steps forward and merged into the dense forest.
"Quack." A hundred feet away from the cave, there were groups of big trees with lush branches and leaves. From one of the big trees, a frog croaked.
"Little guy, don't make any noise, or you'll be discovered." Wutan covered Xiaotian's big mouth and stared at the figure that was moving through the dense forest.
"Based on the current situation, Long He will definitely not let me go and will definitely be guarding the village entrance. It seems that I can only hide in the back mountain for a while and wait until Huoyun Sect comes to recruit disciples before going out. By then, under the watchful eyes of the public, no matter how bold he is, he will not dare to do anything."
Wutan muttered a few words, jumped down from the tree, and disappeared into the mountains in a few jumps.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, twenty days have passed.
That morning, the sky was just beginning to turn white, the remaining night had not yet dissipated, and the earth was still in darkness.
"Roar!"
Somewhere in the back mountain, a deafening roar sounded. At first glance, it seemed as if a monster was greeting the morning sun and breathing in fresh air. But if you listened carefully, you would find that there was a hint of pain and fear in this voice.
As the view narrowed, it turned out to be a wild boar. It had a huge body, perhaps two meters long, with limbs as strong as a bull, and was covered with inch-long black hair that looked like steel needles, gleaming with a hint of cold light.
Wild boar is a common monster in the back mountain. Its meat is sweet and is a common food in Long Village. However, it has the strength of an initial stage of rebirth. Only Long He can hunt it. Others can only run for their lives when they meet it.
At this moment, Long He was not here, but his huge body was covered with wounds, blood was flowing, and his eyes as big as lanterns were full of fear.
In front of him stood a young man in blood-stained clothes holding a dagger. A small part of the blood-stained clothes was bronze, which showed that it was not clothes, but a body stained with blood, full of bloody smell.
Behind the wild boar is a fist-sized magic frog. If you look closely, you will find that it is not a magic frog, but the Yuan-Swallowing Frog, which ranks tenth on the list of exotic beasts.
The man and the frog are Wutan and Xiaotian.
"Xiaotian, attack from the front and back."
Wu Tian shouted, rushed out, the dagger in his hand flickered, and stabbed at the wild boar's head. At the same time, Xiao Tian made a frog sound, jumped up, opened his big mouth, revealing two rows of white steel teeth, flashing a cold light, extremely terrifying.
"Roar!"
The wild boar went crazy, stood up, beat its chest and stomped its feet, and rushed towards Wutan madly at an extremely fast speed. It approached in an instant, stretched out its thick and powerful front legs, and swept towards the dagger without hesitation.
"Are all mad boars like this?"
Wutan was a little dazed. He had hunted more than one wild boar these days, and every time at the end, the wild boar would go crazy, exactly the same as the situation at this moment, completely losing its mind and rushing around.
However, after being baptized by the blood of the past few days, Wutan's movements were not slow at all. He leaned back to avoid the attack, and stabbed the dagger with his backhand, just in the wild boar's belly. With a "puff", blood spurted out.
"Quack."
At the same time, a black shadow flashed by, and Xiaotian bit the wild boar's throat. With a click, the throat was bitten off on the spot, and blood gushed out.
“Woo!”
The wild boar's body twitched, it let out a mournful cry, its eyes turned white, and it fell to the ground. Wutan rolled over and quickly avoided it.
He stood up in a panic and looked at the blood plasma and mud all over his body. Wutan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had been busy practicing and fighting monsters these days. He had gained a lot of combat experience, but he didn't notice that his body was covered with dirt and emitted a foul stench. He looked just like a beggar.
Wu Tian shook his head, looked towards the horizon where the sun was rising, and murmured, "Today is the day when the Fire Cloud Sect comes to recruit disciples. It's time to go back."
…
In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, full of vitality.
Six children, naked, stood on a vacant lot in front of the village, facing the rising sun, grunting and waving their fists and feet.
“Children, a day’s plan begins in the morning. When the sun rises in the morning, your energy is abundant and it is easiest to absorb energy into your body, transform it into essence, and activate your soul so that you can become a powerful practitioner!” Long He, who was standing by, taught carefully and pointed out the shortcomings.
These children were only eleven or twelve years old, but their little faces were full of seriousness, and even though it was winter, sweat was flowing down their bodies.
"The Fire Cloud Sect will come to recruit disciples later. If you have the physique, you can become a disciple of the sect. In the future, you will be a man of great stature and the pride of Long Village. The responsibility of protecting the village in the future will fall on your shoulders."
At this point, Long He looked around and shouted in a loud voice, "Do you have confidence?"
"have!!!"
Several children, their faces flushed, responded loudly.
Not far away, several old people were sitting on wooden chairs, basking in the sun comfortably, looking at six children, whispering to each other and smiling. These were the hope of the village.
There was only one old man who looked out of place, with a haggard face and dull eyes, staring at the back mountain from beginning to end, never moving away. Although he calculated that his grandson was not in danger, a month had passed and he had not returned, so Longshan was inevitably a little anxious.
“Chirp!”
At this time, a bird's cry came from the sky. The sound was high-pitched, and then became sharp and piercing. It was very fast. In a few breaths, it came above Long Village and cast a large shadow.
This is a giant bird, with a wingspan of ten meters. It is hairless and covered with scales, as if cast from magma, and is as red as fire.
Flamingo is a flying monster. It does not have a high level of cultivation, but it is extremely fast. It can be used as a mount and driven by people.
With a whoosh, the flamingo landed on the open ground. A gust of wind blew up, dust flew everywhere, grass and trees all flew away, and the space was filled with heat.
A middle-aged man in black, standing on the back of a bird, was about eight feet tall, with messy black hair fluttering in the wind, and his dark eyes sparkling with a sharp light, giving off a sense of efficiency.
Next to the middle-aged man was a young man and a young girl. The man was tall and handsome, while the woman was as beautiful as a flower. Both of them were handsome and dressed in gorgeous clothes. They stood on the back of a giant bird, looking down at everyone.
Faced with the huge flamingo, Longcun and others were not surprised and were very calm, because this was not the first time they had seen it. In the past, someone would ride this giant bird here once a year.
"Greetings to Elder Lin..."
Everyone in Long Village knelt on one knee with extremely respectful looks.
The middle-aged man's name is Lin Shan, he is the deacon elder of Huoyun Sect, and his cultivation has reached the perfect stage of rebirth. The villagers are not unfamiliar with him. He has come several times in the past few decades and everyone is very familiar with him.
"Haha, no need to be so polite, everyone get up."
Lin Shan smiled, jumped down, and waved his hand. Everyone felt their bodies lighten and stood up.
"Long He, I haven't seen you for a few years and your cultivation has not improved. This is not good!" Lin Shan did not have the demeanor of a master, but was very approachable. He raised his hand and a stream of essence shot out and merged into Long He's body.
Long He's body trembled violently, and black impurities continued to be discharged from his pores. His whole spirit and energy changed instantly, and his sturdy body became a bit more sturdy than before.
"Thank you, Elder Lin." Long He's body shuddered, the black impurities dissipated, and he said gratefully.
"You and I have known each other for many years, so there's no need to thank me. I just hope that this time, one or two children can have strong bodies. Hmm? What's wrong with your hand?" Lin Shan asked puzzledly.
Long He smiled bitterly and said, "It's a long story..."
"Then stop talking and get down to business, then leave." At this time, the young man in gorgeous clothes spoke, his tone full of pride.
Long He whispered: "Elder Lin, who are those two?"
"One of them is the young sect leader, and the other is the direct disciple of the great elder. They are the best of the younger generation of Huoyun Sect and are very powerful. They must not be offended." Lin Shan said in a low voice.
"What…"
"They are here with me to gain experience. You must be careful. If you anger these two little ancestors, even I can't protect you." Lin Shan warned, glancing at the children who were looking around, and asked in confusion: "Where is Wu Tian? Why isn't he here?"
When Long He heard this, his expression became uncertain and he did not answer.
Longquan said: "Elder Lin, Wu Tian was knocked off a cliff by a monster a month ago. He has not returned yet, and his body has not been found. He may be dead. I think we can't wait for him anymore."
"Dead?" Lin Shan was stunned and looked at Longshan doubtfully. The latter responded with a faint smile, then looked away and stared at the village entrance.
"Elder Lin, when Xiaotian fell off the cliff, I was not far away, but I was entangled by a monster at the time and had no time to save him. My hand was injured by the beast and has not recovered yet. Alas, it's all my fault for being useless and not being able to save Xiaotian."
Long He felt very guilty. In fact, he hated Wu Tian in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it because he knew that Lin Shan and Wu Tian had a very good relationship.
"Senior Lin Shan, Wutan has no physique at all. No matter how he practices, he cannot unlock the treasures of the human body. It doesn't matter whether he is there or not." A child next to him said sarcastically.
"It would be better if he died, so as not to become a burden to the village." Another child said coldly.
"Haha!" Some people in the village burst into laughter, especially the children, who laughed so hard that they fell over, looking very happy.
The Continent of Samsara is a world where strength is respected. Without a strong body, it means that one cannot practice and can only become an ordinary person, living a mediocre life without any achievements.
(End of this chapter)