Regenerate into soil, master life and death at the beginning

The father who hadn't persisted for a full year, and his ambition and strength did not match, because of the hidden wounds accumulated in his body due to repeated actions of self-control, and the harsh environment of the wild wilderness interacted with each other, a total outbreak came, and he suddenly let go , leaving him, a child who has just turned ten years old, alone in this wild place.

Because of his childhood experience, when getting along with others, he always gives people a feeling of alienation, difficulty in blending in, and getting along with others.

But in his private heart, he has already regarded this newly born settlement as his hometown.

Before he came here to take root, he wandered around with his father since he could remember. He had no hometown, and he never knew what it was. Such a home.

Labor, happy gatherings, the sweetness of letting go of all worries and falling asleep at ease... and reading and studying, with immortals as teachers.

What he got here far exceeded his best expectations before setting foot on this land.

Therefore, he naturally branded his heart with this new land.

He often hears some old people recall their hometown, and often sighs: "Everything is good here, but I am afraid that I will never return to my roots in this life."

It is their obsession to return fallen leaves to their roots and bury their long-sleeping bodies under the soil of their hometown.

"I am different, this is my hometown."

It was also because of this that when he knew that the two immortal elders were about to leave suddenly, he would question him so rudely.At that moment, he seemed to have entered this land and was speaking for this land.

And since the two immortal elders left, he clearly felt the decay and withering of the once thriving homeland.

Tong Ziyi's weakness and incompetence, Guo Zhen's trouble for nothing, and a group of people with different thoughts control the right to speak. He wanted to approach them countless times with a gun, and asked them if they were all pig-headed, and couldn't see clearly what the real priority is now. ?

As a child under 15 years old, I know what the most important thing is now!

But, I'm really just a kid under the age of 15!

In the martial arts arena under the dark night, He Tiezhu practiced a set of family-inherited spear skills, and the spear blossoms bloomed and disappeared like epiphyllum in the dark night, integrating all the emotions that were agitated in his heart but had nowhere to vent into a long spear in his hand.

Tonight, the boredom in my heart was far more than before, and I vented it through practicing spear skills, but the sense of hearty, rapid-flowing mastery was also unprecedented.

He Tiezhu insisted on completing a set of spear practice, and stopped at the spot panting heavily, feeling the comfort and pleasure of the internal organs as if soaked in warm water, and the handle of the gun was stuck on the ground, and he couldn't believe it.

The depression in his heart was almost vented, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. He Tiezhu couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.

At this moment, I suddenly heard two "pop" applause from the side.

"Who?" He Tiezhu was startled, and turned his head to follow the sound to look in the dark direction.

Because there are some sporadic lights coming from the surrounding houses in the central area and the huts built around the surrounding houses, the direction of the Martial Arts Arena towards the central area is a little faintly bright, on the contrary, the side facing the wilderness is contrasted It was extremely dark, and when He Tiezhu looked in the direction of the sound, he could only see darkness.

The sudden applause from the darkness surprised He Tiezhu, and he couldn't help feeling a little terrified.

Holding the long spear flat in one hand, it seems that if there is a slight mistake, it will directly stab forward.

"Brother He, don't do anything, it's us."

A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties spread out his empty hands, signaling harmlessness, and walked out of the darkness. Behind him, there were three people following him. Still in the darkness, He Tiezhu could only see a little outline.

The middle-aged man sized He Tiezhu up and down, his eyes full of undisguised admiration:

"I was also abrupt just now, but I really couldn't help it. Brother He is not yet 15 years old, but he has already reached the realm of [Zang Fu Refinement]. It's amazing!"

Seeing that they were all acquaintances, He Tiezhu lowered the tip of the gun slightly to avoid the middle-aged man's vital point, but the vigilance in his eyes did not completely dissipate. He looked at him, then at the three people who followed the middle-aged man silently, and asked: "What are you doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?"

Chapter 29 The Thief

The martial arts arena under the night is empty and cold.

The middle-aged man looked around, "Brother He, this is not a place to talk... If you don't think my hut is crude, come and sit at my place?"

As his eyes adapted to the darkness, He Tiezhu could see more clearly the three people who silently followed behind the middle-aged man.

They were clearly pulling a giant with all their strength. Although it had been carefully processed, and there were even some strong grass smells to cover it up, He Tiezhu, who had broken through to the level of viscera refinement and his sense of smell had greatly increased, could still smell a faint smell of blood. gas.

Looking at the outline of the giant, he guessed in his heart that it should be a large wild animal weighing more than six or seven hundred catties.

"That's why they go out late at night?"

This guess made him feel a little at ease, but new doubts came to his mind again.

Looking at the sincere attitude of the middle-aged man next to him, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he followed the middle-aged man to the side narrow alley, and just two steps away, He Tiezhu suddenly stopped, turned to face the middle-aged man, and said solemnly: "The shack area is indeed a bit rough now, but it will not always be like this, and it will never be in the future." The condition is worse than that of the enclosed house.”

The middle-aged man who was walking next to him smiled noncommittally when he heard the words, but on the contrary, the faces of the three young men who followed silently behind the two showed silent sarcasm.

The middle-aged man led He Tiezhu back to his room. It was really just a small room with a bed on the inside and a small foldable wooden table in front of the bed. As five people entered, the interior space seemed very cramped. Nian put away the small wooden table and stuffed it under the bed to make a space, and said to the three young men, "Let's put it on the ground and deal with it."

A huge, pitch-black, ferocious wild boar with long tusks was gently placed on the open space in the house by three young men.

The three young men simply ignored He Tiezhu, who was hesitant to speak, and took out the knives they were wearing, squatted around the wild boar, and started to deal with it seriously.

They first skillfully peeled off the wild boar skin and laid it flat on the ground as a ready-made operation plan. The big wild boar that had been peeled off was quickly decomposed under the swing of their knives, the pig's feet, pig's head, viscera... …

Most of the things decomposed from the wild boar were thrown into a pile by them at random, and they didn't pay much attention to it. But when they decomposed some special parts, they looked extremely cautious and moved more slowly.

A young man brought an empty wooden barrel from the corner, and another young man put a pig heart larger than an adult head into the barrel with both hands, and then, two huge pig loins, along the midline of the spine, from the head and neck The pink tenderloin that runs all the way to the end of the tail...

Empty barrels are filled little by little.

He Tiezhu watched all this with a sombre face after entering the door, and the middle-aged man just stood beside him quietly, watching the three young men decompose the wild boar with him.

"You went out for a whole day today, and you didn't get much when you came back. You hid the real hunt outside, and then sneaked it back in the middle of the night... want to share it privately?" Wait until it breaks down As the end came to an end, He Tiezhu finally couldn't help but speak.

A young man who buried his head in dismantling a wild boar didn't look up, hehe said, "Isn't this obvious?"

"It's wrong for you to do this. According to regulations, all hunting must be directly sent to the public treasury...but you secretly divide it secretly. How is this behavior different from silverfish?" He Tiezhu was very dissatisfied with their behavior.

Holding a dagger in his hand, the young man lowered his head and disassembled the wild boar, while replying: "Why should we send the harvest we risked our lives to the public treasury?"

He Tiezhu stared at him, and said seriously: "Because you hunted the wild boar, all the credit is yours?!

Then the house you live in was built by you alone?

Are those stones and woods harvested by your own hands?

How much of your three meals a day, vegetables, rice and grains are planted and harvested by you yourself?How much land have you reclaimed by yourself? "

After asking several times in a row, He Tiezhu paused for a moment before slowly saying:

"In this dangerous wilderness, without the support of the entire group, what are you guys? Even survival is difficult! What do you use to hunt such a giant?!"

"Bangdang-"

The young man suddenly threw the knife in his hand on the ground, stood up suddenly, stood opposite He Tiezhu, and looked down at him condescendingly. At this moment, the young man's chest heaved violently, he was panting heavily, and his eyes were bloodshot, which showed how intense his emotions were. .

Compared with the tall and burly young man, He Tiezhu, who is less than 15 years old, looks extremely petite. He needs to look up to meet the young man's gaze, without giving an inch.

He Tiezhu didn't have the slightest timidity. Before tonight, his cultivation base was much stronger than that of the young man. Tonight's unexpected breakthrough made the gap between the two sides even bigger. any sense.

Not to mention the one in front of him, even if the middle age is counted, he is not afraid at the same time when four people in the room attack him at the same time. It is precisely because of his confidence that he dares to be so relaxed when faced with the presumptuous invitation of the middle age I agreed.

He sneered and said: "Why, when it comes to the pain, did you become angry from embarrassment? But, I advise you to calm down!

As long as you send these hunting catches to the public treasury, I will pretend that this has not happened. "

"What if not?!" The young man's scorching breath hit He Tiezhu's forehead.

He Tiezhu said coldly: "Then don't blame me for making things worse!"

As he said that, he looked around the four people in the room, took two steps back with his gun in hand, and got rid of the faint restraint of their aura, his eyes swept over the three young people first, and finally, he focused all his attention on the middle-aged.

"I advise you not to go this far!"

Although these four people are all warriors, but three low-level and one third-rate level, there is no threat to him at all, but considering the current situation, he does not want to expose this matter to the sun. A "thief" will be punished, but the bad situation will also become worse, which is definitely not what he wants to see.

The first step for a warrior is [skin refining], the threshold for entry is very low, as long as you are not severely disabled, even if you lack arms or legs, you can practice, exercise your body, exercise your strength, make your skin tougher, and the proportion of fat and muscle better Reasonable and stronger, all can be counted as [refined skin and flesh].

But not all mortals can cultivate skin and flesh to great success, and only when they reach this step can they be called real warriors. Some, but they have been trained to be stronger than ordinary people, even if they insist on calling them warriors, they still have to note a [not popular].

[Refining skin and flesh] is followed by [refining tendons and bones]. Four years ago, He Tiezhu broke through this situation with the help of the Lingtao gifted by Lingtao Tong Ziyi, and also changed from a low-level warrior to a third-rate warrior.

Even now, this achievement can be ranked among the top [-].

It can also be seen from this that the strength of these four people is by no means weak.Although there are many warriors in the settlement, most of them are low-level and low-level warriors. Third-rate warriors such as the middle-aged can be regarded as the absolute backbone.

The promotion from [refining muscles and bones] to [refining viscera] is a sign that a third-rate warrior has grown into a second-rate warrior. In addition to strong strength and physique, there is also a wonderful force that grows in the viscera and spreads throughout the limbs and bones. Although the third-rate and second-rate fighters are only The difference in one realm, but the combat power is really a world of difference.

Therefore, in the face of He Tiezhu's calm but confident "exhortation", the furious young man hesitated to take action.

But what surprised He Tiezhu was that the middle-aged man who invited him here, instead of showing the slightest nervousness, looked at him more appreciatively.

This made He Tiezhu vigilant and puzzled: "What is this guy thinking?"

Chapter 30 Enclosure Group

This confrontation didn't last long, and the young man said angrily, "What do you mean, because we latecomers have enjoyed the benefits given by you earlycomers, we should repay our lives and be cattle for you for the rest of our lives?" To be a horse, is it not?"

He Tiezhu, who had always had the upper hand, seemed to be hit by these words, and hurriedly explained:

"Why do you think so, no matter what comes first and then later, we are all partners in this wilderness, we can only rely on each other, can we really gain a foothold and take root again... Didn't Mr. Qinghe also say that this is war, We are comrades-in-arms who can rely on each other's lives back to back, how can you think like that!"

The young man's face twitched, showing a very weird and twisted smile: "Do you believe this?"

He Tiezhu was stunned: "Believe it or not, this is the truth!"

The young man said quietly: "I also want to eat spirit peaches, but I still don't know what it tastes like, can you give me a taste?"

He Tiezhu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes... In fact, after eating five or six spirit peaches in a row, the effect on the human body is already very slight. It is just a delicious fruit. Next time I share the peaches, I can Give you my share."

The young man shook his head and said, "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant."

"...?" He Tiezhu looked at him suspiciously.

youth:

"Those of us who moved in last year, as well as the group of people who moved in the year before, and the group of people who moved in this year, except for a few exceptions, how many of them got peaches?

Except for the first batch of you, everyone has peaches to eat every year. Nine out of ten of us latecomers don’t even know what the flavor of spirit peaches is. What a fool!

Three crops of peaches a year, with four to five hundred fruits, is a lottery, and you can get a chance to eat peaches once in two years, but what is the truth?

You people will get one peach every year, three peaches a year, and only those who are left will consider us latecomers... Is this not obvious enough? ! "

The young man stared at He Tiezhu, "You said it yourself, the effect of the spirit peach will be very small after eating five or six. If you really treat us latecomers as comrades in arms, shouldn't it be from the third year? Did you take the initiative not to participate in the distribution of peaches from the beginning?

It's really easy for ordinary people to become low-level warriors with five or six peaches in their stomachs, right?

If you don't get promoted to the lowest rate, and the lowest rate is promoted to the third rate, the chances are great, right?

In two years, our more than 800 people can at least double their combat power. Isn't this a good thing? "