Fantasy: Rune Inventor

In the gloomy and desolate cave, two children, one older and one younger, are sitting around a campfire, carefully handling the food for the night.

Three rats and a long snake have been skinned and skewered on wooden sticks to bake.

When I went up the mountain today, I was in a hurry, and Chen Mu didn't bring a salt bag, so I had to eat it like this.

The dry rat meat still smelled fishy, but Chen Mu and Duoduo ate it with relish, they were hungry for most of the day, and they were going to starve.

The snake meat is softer than the rat meat, and the taste is sweet, so Chen Mu ate a little bit and left most of it for the flowers.

"Brother, this turtle is so beautiful, but why doesn't it move all the time?"

After the two of them were full, Duoduo held the white turtle that had just been dug out by Chen Mu in his arms, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"It should be... It's dead, right?"

Chen Mu couldn't be sure, no matter how he beat the turtle, it was motionless, it did look like it was dead, but there was no sign of decay on its body, and the flesh felt like it was dead.

It occurred to him that turtles generally live in water, and perhaps it would be useful to feed them water.

At that moment, he took out the water bladder he was carrying, held the white turtle's head up, and poured some water into its mouth.

There was no reaction when the water was first poured on it, but after a while, the white turtle's mouth seemed to open a little, and Chen Mu was greatly encouraged, and quickly poured a large mouthful of water into its mouth.

After drinking the water, the white turtle finally opened his eyes and glanced at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu felt a little uncomfortable, the white turtle's eyes were particularly bright, and it felt like smiling at him.

"Wow, brother, it's alive! It's alive!" Duoduo

clapped her little hands happily, surprised.

"Hmm~~ I haven't drunk water for a long time, little guy, pour me some more.

An old voice came from the white turtle, which frightened Chen Mu's hand and threw the white turtle to the ground.

"Monster?!"

After all, Chen Mu had the experience of an adult, and he was not too messy, he picked up Duoduo and took a few steps back, blocking in front of Duoduo.

The white turtle on the ground landed on its back, but it couldn't turn over, struggled a few times, and said helplessly: "You don't have to be afraid! I won't hurt you, turn me over quickly, it's too uncomfortable."

Chen Muhu looked at the white turtle suspiciously, and found no danger, so he picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and went forward to pick up the white turtle and turn it over, so that the white turtle was much more comfortable.

"You're a demon beast, but how can you speak?" Chen

Mu heard from the old man in the village that there were many gifted demon beasts living in the wilderness, they had great strength and high intelligence, and they were absolutely unprovoked.

They were divided into one to ninth order according to their strength, and the more advanced the demon beast, the stronger their abilities, but even the most powerful ninth-order demon beast, Chen Mu had never heard that they could speak human words.

"Hehe, don't be surprised, I'm an innate divine beast, and when I become an adult, I will naturally be able to understand human language. The white turtle spoke slowly, and his tone was kind, which made Chen Mu relax a lot.

"Innate Divine Beast?... A divine beast that can't even turn over, do you think I'll believe it?" The legendary divine beast

, but the existence of flying away from the sky and moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, Chen Mu couldn't help but pout.

"Ahem~ This is because I have been sealed with spiritual power! Now I am indeed no different from an ordinary turtle..."

The white turtle coughed embarrassedly, and then his face turned straight: "But don't worry! After so many years, the seal has begun to loosen." When the seal is broken in the future, I will repay you well.

Chen Mu thought about it, and believed eighty percent of what he said to the white turtle, after all, with the fact that it can speak, it can't be an ordinary demon beast, and if it is really an evil demon beast, there is no need to lie to his two weak children, right?"

"Just repay it!" I think you are also quite miserable, you were buried in the soil, and you have eaten the soil for many years!~"

Chen Mu relaxed, hugged Duoduo in his arms, found a comfortable place to sit down, and chatted with the white turtle.

The white turtle lived for a long time, was very knowledgeable, and told Chen Mu many things that he had never heard of, and the relationship between the two gradually became much closer.

"You two have no cultivation at all, you dare to wander in the wilderness, you are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

"Grandpa Turtle, I am also forced to be helpless, our village..."

Chen Mu told Bai Turtle about his sister and the village, and Bai Turtle sighed when he heard it.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs... I didn't expect that I had slept for thousands of years, and the situation of you humans in the wilderness was still so difficult!

Chen Mu found that Duo Duo had fallen asleep unconsciously, so he laid out some hay, gently placed her on the ground, and then added a few thick wooden blocks to the bonfire, adjusting the placement of the wooden blocks so that they could burn better.

"Grandpa Turtle, I'm going to sleep, you should rest early!" After

speaking, Chen Mu found a comfortable position to lie down.

The white turtle looked ahead with empty eyes, and it only reacted when it heard Chen Mu's voice.

At this time, it asked coldly, "Chen Mu, do you want to learn the method of cultivation?"

Hearing this, Chen Mu stood up suddenly, excited: "You... Do you have a martial artist's cultivation technique?"

"No!" the white turtle shook his head.

"What does that mean?" Chen

Mu's disappointment was palpable.

It's no wonder that Chen Mu has such a reaction, in the wilderness, the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected, and becoming a warrior is almost everyone's goal.

Martial artists refer to people who have cultivated their bodies to the extreme, and internal strength has been born in their bodies, and they are a group of people who stand at the top of human society.

Chen Mu's village has taught them to exercise and strengthen their muscles and bones since they were young, but because there is no suitable cultivation method, there are less than ten people in the entire village who have cultivated their internal strength.

But I heard the old people in the village say that if you can learn advanced martial arts, you will definitely be able to cultivate your internal strength.

He dreamed of obtaining a martial arts technique, which is why he was so excited.

"Chen Mu, don't worry. Although my set is not a martial arts exercise, it is not inferior to the martial arts method, and it is even much better. The white turtle laughed.

"Fu Xiu?" Chen Mu thought of his previous life, he seemed to have heard this word in some novels, but he had never heard it in this life.

"Fu Dao is the way to analyze all things in heaven and earth, and it is also the most profound and difficult of all cultivation paths, and only truly gifted people can achieve something.

It's useless to talk to you more, you stand behind me, if you have talent, you can naturally learn the method of cultivation from it, if you can't understand it, it means that you don't have talent, then it's useless for me to give you a chance. When

Chen Mu heard this, he also felt reasonable, whether it was a martial artist or a Fu Xiu, as long as he could strengthen himself, he was not in a position to pick and choose.

He stood behind the white turtle as he said.

"I'm standing!"

"Do you see the patterns on my back? The white turtle carefully admonished.

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling light lit up behind the white turtle, and a stone tablet was faintly revealed.

Chen Mu subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to block it, but the moment his eyes touched the light, he seemed to have been hit by a fixation technique, and he didn't move.