Coo coo coo...
Then, a cock crows.
The night passes and the day comes.
In Qingling Village.
"Wudi, come to my house for dinner today. I made too much rice. You think it's a coincidence or not."
"Wudi, hey, my good boy, Aunt Wang's orchard is ripe. Come and help Auntie pick it. Don't worry, your share is indispensable. I guarantee that the biggest and sweetest one will be your choice."
"But I don't want to pick too many..."
"Brother Wu Di, why don't you play with Yaya? Yaya is so boring today and there is no one to play with Yaya."
Walking on the mountain road paved with stones and mud, Li Wudi looked at all this with surprise.
This change is too big, right?
No one noticed that all the scars on his face had disappeared?
He also asked whether he should wear a mask or something, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.
Moreover, in the past years, I was not treated so well, so why today...
Something is wrong, so wrong.
Li Wudi did not have any good impression of the people in front of him because of this, and even felt disgusted.
But he still had to say polite words on the surface, but he found reasons to excuse them one by one.
"Wudi, do you want to go to the mountains with Uncle Da Zhuang to catch some game? Uncle usually doesn't care much about you."
Upon hearing this, Li Wudi suddenly bowed his waist slightly, showing a defensive posture.
Looking at the muscular man in front of him, Li Wudi's scalp felt numb.
The bull in front of him was big and strong, scratching his head with his left hand, and holding a hunting bow he got from nowhere in his right hand. He was wearing an animal fur and was smiling at himself.
He looked at this man's plain and simple face, which he had seen for more than ten years, and he was no longer impressed.
Even that smile seemed to Li Wudi without any warmth.
Li Wudi couldn't help but recall the thrilling scene yesterday.
The stone Buddha, the sudden appearance of the cemetery, and...
Li Wudi looked at Niu Dazhuang's right wrist, and his pupils froze for a moment.
There were no wounds, not even scratches.
It seems that all of this is caused by the strange laws of this world, which will not only affect you, but also these people.
Day and night are a very important clue.
"No, Uncle Da Zhuang, the Wudi boy wants to chop some firewood today, but he won't go up the mountain."
Li Wudi didn't show any flaws. After speaking, he even shook the big bamboo basket behind his back.
In this way, after the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, with Niu Dazhuang looking disappointed, Li Wudi left first.
But for some reason, Li Wudi kept noticing that Niu Dazhuang behind him was keeping a close eye on him.
Even at this moment, because of his high concentration, he could hear every heavy breathing of Niu Dazhuang.
You can also hear chatting among several villagers not far away.
Li Wudi raised his eyes slightly and saw a hunchbacked figure standing at the entrance of the village far away.
It’s Village Chief Li!
At this time, Village Chief Li was hunched over, with his hands behind his back, holding a handful of...
Is it a sickle? Or a rusty sickle.
Isn't this what he threw back with all his might yesterday?
Li Wudi rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, but after a while, he knew the answer.
"Ahem, Wu Di, you are carrying a big bamboo pole. Are you going to catch wild vegetables?"
"Come on, kid... this is your sickle. The village chief picked it up outside the village yesterday. Pay more attention to it in the future. You're not young anymore. You have to watch the guy who is eating and don't throw it away."
Li Wudi looked at the sickle slowly handed over by Village Chief Li without saying a word or taking it.
Village Chief Li was wearing white linen clothes, which were quite neatly mended. His extremely ordinary face was covered with wrinkles like old wrinkles, which spread from his forehead to his protruding chin, which made him look very ordinary. Even more "old", and then thinking about the scenes that happened before, the word "creepy" suddenly comes to life.
When Village Chief Li saw this, he was not annoyed. He just stepped forward and personally held the rusty sickle in Li Wudi's hand.
The vicissitudes of voice sounded again, "My body has become much stronger recently. I have grown up, I have grown up. People of our generation are getting older, getting older."
Li Wudi remained silent, and when he had already crossed the entrance of the village, another faint voice came from behind.
"Wudi, you will be fourteen in two months. Children in Qingling Village will be fourteen years old. They will all pay homage to their ancestors then, so don't forget it."
"You also know that we old people are the least likely to remember things, but these rules passed down by our ancestors will never be forgotten in our lifetime."
Li Wudi stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked at Village Chief Li behind him with a pair of lifeless eyes, who was looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Eh."
He agreed and left.
After walking about a few hundred meters, when the village behind him was only a shadow, Li Wudi was already soaked to the skin, and big beads of sweat kept dripping on his clothes.
Li Wudi gritted his teeth and started running vigorously.
The strong wind picked up his cloth and made a rustling sound. At this moment, Li Wudi's figure was like the wind, even leaving traces of afterimages at the end!
He didn't notice it himself.
Why! Why! Who the hell created this damn world.
Li Wudi had already thought of it when he saw Village Chief Li handing the rusty sickle to him.
Yesterday, it was the lame Village Chief Li who forced himself into a desperate situation, and it was an old man who pushed himself into death.
At that moment, he saw his own insignificance.
After Li Wudi met Village Chief Li, he had a strong intuition telling Li Wudi.
Everything that is so normal today is just the calm before the storm. Behind this peace lies a storm that no one can imagine.
Li Wudi came to a mountain forest and gasped for air. He knew that no one in the village would come to cut firewood at this time.
Li Wudi, whose eyes were bloodshot, looked at the thick tree in front of him, seeming to be unwilling to accept his situation, or perhaps out of a desire for life. He shouted, Li Wudi clenched his right fist, and punched the tree hard. Hammer away.
"ah!!"
boom!
The expected pain did not come from his fist, but from the fist-shaped groove in front of him, which made Li Wudi dumbfounded.
Did you do this yourself?
Looking at his right fist, which had only been slightly scratched, Li Wudi felt a little unbelievable.
Immediately he raised his fist and hammered at the groove formed.
Punch after punch, the thick tree was hit with deep fist marks.
Even so, Li Wudi only felt a little pain in his arm.
But it was still within his tolerance, and in his perception, maybe with a few more punches, he would really punch a hole in the thick tree in front of him.
Was it the change that the little golden man brought to him?
This is the only way it can be explained.
[The Immortal Master thought well. By chance, the Immortal Master had already completed his transformation last night. 】
[After another night of adaptation, the Immortal Lord’s body alone is now beyond the realm of mortals. 】
Li Wudi suddenly came to his own Qi sea and saw that now, there was only a 111-foot spiritual Qi pool left, and the little golden man was slowly floating in the center.
Not sure if it was an illusion or something else, Li Wudi found that the little golden man in front of him was a little bigger than before.
[Immortal Master, you don’t have to wonder, you are now more powerful than most cultivators, you just haven’t reached a higher level. 】
"State, what state am I in now?"
As for why every time I think about it, the little golden man in front of me can respond to this question, the little golden man has told me before.
It is the immortal talent awakened by Li Wudi, and it is the spiritual wisdom born from Li Wudi.
Naturally, the two have the same mind.
[Immortal Lord, you are currently in the middle stage of Qi Condensation Realm, but! 】
However, this word was so powerful that the statuette's tone became a little excited.
[However, the Immortal Master is extremely talented. Under the realm of Qi Condensation Realm, he has the Qi Sea that can only be opened by the Lingtai Realm. 】
The so-called sea of qi is this vast white world with an area of 661 feet.
It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a small world within the body.
After further questioning, Li Wudi learned about the first four realms of this world.
Qi condensation realm.
Bigu state.
Lingtai realm.
And the Sendai realm.
Within the realm, there are four smaller ones, namely the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and Dzogchen.
....
There must be more behind it. The Little Golden Man said that it is still a larvae, and it can understand so much because it is nurtured and grown by the sea of Qi that it was born into.
[Immortal Lord, if I want to grow, I must not only rely on the heaven and earth environment of the Qi Sea, but also rely on hurting the Qi. 】
Injury, of course Li Wudi knew what it was. It was the talent brought about by his acquisition of immortality, and he was the guardian of cultivating immortality.
It is a kind of injury that can only be obtained by injuring yourself. From this, you can obtain spiritual energy. You still have to rely on the initiative of external forces. If you seek injury by yourself, it seems to be of little use.
"How much does that take?"
[It takes about one million injured energy to achieve the next growth]
this....
Li Wudi immediately stopped talking. This matter still has a long way to go. In the future, when his strength improves and he can protect himself, he should fight more with others.
[The Immortal Master does not need to be depressed, the Immortal Master can try to mobilize the spiritual energy in the sea of qi and apply it to his right fist]
Needless to say, the little golden man said it, but Li Wudi had something in mind when he looked at the spiritual energy pool that was more than 100 feet away.
This is a world of cultivating immortals. Although it is a bit weird and weird, but with spiritual energy, are you afraid that you can’t be like the characters in the novel, going to heaven and earth, flying in the clouds and mists?
Li Wudi took a deep breath, the energy settled in his Dantian, his eyes were slightly closed, and his right fist was clenched. He was mobilizing the spiritual energy in the sea of qi.
Because he was self-taught without a teacher and it was his first time to use spiritual energy, Li Wudi could only concentrate on himself and explore to find the method to attract spiritual energy.
Li Wudi was extremely smart. From the conversation with the Little Golden Man, he knew that he was now like a rich man with a lot of wealth but no idea how to squander it.
After a few breaths, ten breaths, a hundred breaths later...
Li Wudi opened his eyes suddenly, and a flash of light flashed across his eyes.
The right fist was so fast that it was impossible to tell when he had punched until he had already withdrawn his fist.
But the bursts of punches and the thick trees falling down all showed it.
Li Wudi just punched, and it was very hard.
