The sky realm is vast and boundless, and the light is filled with all kinds of colors.
No one knows where these lights come from, and no one knows what the mystery is about these lights, but people living in the sky realm are very dependent on this light.
Because this kind of light can not only strengthen one's body, but also allow many people to draw the energy they need from the light and become stronger.
Of course, such people are not very common in the Cangqiong Realm, because most of such powerful people are in seclusion and rarely walk in the world.
In the vast area, there is a very special place called Novice Village, which is specially prepared to welcome strong men from the lower realm.
In the Cangqiong Realm, there are many novice villages like this. And the one in front of you is just one of them.
Novice villages in many places are very lively, but this novice village is very barren. You can't even see anyone walking on the streets of the village, and the houses on both sides of the street look even more dilapidated.
At the end of the village, there was a dying old man who looked like he could be buried at any time. He had his head lowered, his messy gray hair had no rules, and his eyes were closed, listless.
Suddenly, the old man's head, which had been motionless for a long time, slightly raised, and his eyes moved, but he soon regained his composure.
"Fuck..." A voice fell from the sky and then fell to the ground, creating a deep hole in the long street.
"Fuck... trough... my waist... my waist is broken..." The voice was full of pain.
This person is Yang Ning, who just after entering the sky realm, due to his cultivation, it was difficult to adapt to the gravity in the sky for a while, and he fell directly from the sky.
Falling onto the street, with mixed feelings, Yang Ning could only helplessly run the Lingtian Technique in the deep pit, and then continue to recover herself.
Finally, when the light of dusk fell, Yang Ning's body recovered. Even her broken waist was fully restored at this moment.
Lang Lang climbed out of the pit, and then looked around.
"This is the Sky Realm?" Yang Ning felt a little unreal. How could it be like this? The surrounding fields were desolate, completely like a village that had been abandoned for a long time.
Although Yang Ning has reached the realm of thorough cultivation, it is still difficult to adapt to the gravity of this world.
"Is this the gravity of the upper world?" Yang Ning's every step seemed to be hundreds of times the gravity of the previous continent.
Yang Ning moved very slowly. Suddenly, when Yang Ning moved, he felt a sense of hunger in his stomach.
"Fuck..." Yang Ning felt a little unreal. She hadn't felt hungry for many years.
With her stomach growling, Yang Ning finally saw the old man sitting on the street.
Yang Ning was a little shocked. After all, this village seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. How could someone exist, and he was still such an old man?
"Old senior, this is..." Yang Ning felt that he needed to ask clearly where he was first, especially about the distribution of some places in the sky realm.
Of course, the most important thing is that Yang Ning is hungry at the moment, which needs to be solved urgently.
The old man did not raise his head, but whispered: "Novice Village."
"Novice Village?" Yang Ning was stunned, how could he have arrived in such a village? However, such a village should have a lot of people, and why was he the only one in the whole street, and did not see Huan Ling Shangguan Wan'er and others? Where did they go?
These are questions that Yang Ning needs to explore, but of course Yang Ning will not ask them at this moment.
"Yes, Novice Village." The old man still didn't look up.
"That senior is..."
"Well..." The old man took a deep breath, as if he hadn't breathed like this for a long time. He took a greedy breath, and then said: "Of course I am the village chief here."
"village head?"
"Yes." The old man raised his head, finally glanced at Yang Ning, and then said: "Young man, finally a young man is here."
The old man seemed to have been alone for a long time. Looking at Yang Ning, his eyes, originally dim, suddenly became powerful.
"Come on, let me introduce this place to you."
So, Yang Ning dragged her hungry stomach and listened to the old man talking for three hours.
There is no sun or moonlight, but this novice village has a soft light like moonlight.
Yang Ning finally figured out what this place was.
Novice Village, as the name suggests, is where the strong men who have just ascended to the Sky Realm stay.
It's just that the Novice Village here has not received strong people from the new upper realm for many years, so the Novice Village here has begun to collapse.
Some of the houses that Yang Ning could see at the moment were built by some strong men who had lived there many years ago. However, because no one had taken care of them for many years, they now looked dilapidated.
If Yang Ning wants to leave Novice Village, he must cut bamboo on the mountain behind Novice Village.
"Bamboo..." Yang Ning felt a little familiar.
But after three hours, Yang Ning felt that what she needed to solve most was her stomach.
"Gugu..."
"Are you hungry?" the old man asked.
Yang Ning nodded.
Yang Ning took out the space ring from his hand, but soon Yang Ning knew how wrong he was.
Because the space ring was broken in his palm.
"Fuck..."
"The gravity here is not comparable to that of your lower world." The old man said, and then took out the body of a hare from his space ring.
"Here, this is lent to you." The old man seemed to be stingy and used the excuse of borrowing.
Yang Ning couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly took over the hare's body, then lit a fire and peeled off the hare's skin. Soon, there was a smell of meat on the fire rack, and golden oil kept dripping into the flames below.
Finally, half an hour later, Yang Ning began to feast, and soon a hare was killed by Yang Ning.
Patting her belly, Yang Ning felt very relieved.
The night passed quickly, and in the early morning of the next day, Yang Ning began to head towards the back mountain of Novice Village.
Bamboo is green bamboo, but when Yang Ning fell with his first sword, he felt why the mission of Novice Village was done this way.
Green bamboo is very tough. Even if Yang Ning exerts all his strength, after one strike of the sword, there will only be a faint sword mark left on the green bamboo.
"If this continues, a hundred green bamboos will take a lot of time, won't they?"
Yang Ning was helpless. The Tianque Sword was already a magical weapon, but now because of his own cultivation, he could only leave a faint sword mark on the green bamboo. This was not acceptable to Yang Ning.
"Drawing the Sword Technique!"
Yang Ning gathered strength, but as Yang Ning's aura became deeper and deeper, Yang Ning felt the most deadly thing, that is, his sword drawing skills could not be superimposed to the level of the lower continent.
There are only a thousand superpositions.
But as Yang Ning's cultivation level breaks through to the ground level, even a thousand superpositions are still too powerful.
Ding!
The sword light fell, but Yang Ning was disappointed once again, because there were still sword marks on the green bamboo, which were deeper than the full force sword strike just now, but it was still too early to cut off the green bamboo.
"Is it so difficult?" Yang Ning was helpless, and the hand holding the sword was so painful.
What surprised Yang Ning the most was that the green bamboo was recovering on its own as time went by.
On the green bamboo, the two sword marks left by Yang Ning began to slowly recover.
"Fuck..."
"Doesn't this mean that my two swords were in vain?" Yang Ning saw that the sword marks were getting shallower and shallower, and couldn't help but want to scold her. However, Yang Ning's mentality has grown along with his cultivation and has become much more stable.
"In that case, let's start again." Yang Ning held the Tianque Sword in his hand, then aimed at the green bamboo that had basically recovered, and fell towards the sword mark.
One sword, two swords...
Yang Ning seems to be caught in the endless chopping.
But soon Yang Ning knew why the green bamboos here were so lush, and when the old man said it, he would smile somewhere.
However, as Yang Ning kept slashing, he also discovered a fact that shocked him, that is, these green bamboos seemed to have no effect on spiritual power.
In other words, if Yang Ning wants to use his cultivation to bless him, and then swings his sword to cut the green bamboo, it is almost the same as Yang Ning's pure physical power to cut the green bamboo.
"It seems that it is really difficult to cut down a hundred green bamboos."
However, Yang Ning would not give up. He kept swinging the sword, which also caused Yang Ning's physical strength to be severely exhausted.
The old man was still sitting at the head of the village, listening to the constant sound of felling coming from the mountains behind, with a slight smile on his face.
"Young man, you are very down-to-earth and very good." As he said that, the old man put away the piece of jade he was holding in his hand.
This jade is a light-body jade. Originally, the Novice Village would provide a light-body jade to every strong man after he ascended to the upper world. However, the old man seemed to have not accepted newcomers for many years and had forgotten about it. So much so that Yang Ning still has to bear the gravity of this world at this moment.
Soon, the morning was over. Originally, Yang Ning didn't want to give up cutting down this green bamboo, because there was still half of it, and the green bamboo would break, but Yang Ning's stomach made an unsatisfactory sound again.
"Alas..." Yang Ning sighed helplessly, and then his figure melted into the depths of the green bamboo forest, because Yang Ning had to hurry up, otherwise his efforts all morning would be in vain. The longer he delays, the more Green Bamboo will recover, so Yang Ning must hurry up.
Yang Ning quickly caught the hare again from the depths of the green bamboo forest. However, this time because Yang Ning was not well prepared, he could only quickly deal with the hare. After hastily dealing with it, he could only use his spiritual power to roast the hare, and then started It's like swallowing jujube to fill your stomach.
Then he continued to wave the Tianque Sword.
Each sword is a display of pure power, one sword after another, and each sword will make a constant "ding, ding" sound from the gap made by the green bamboo.
Without stopping, finally at dusk, a green bamboo fell down.
Yang Ning lay helplessly among the dead green bamboo leaves. She had never felt tired before, and Yang Ning was unable to get up.
I can only wait quietly and let my physical strength recover.
But Yang Ning knew that if he continued like this, his physical body, especially the pure physical strength, would be greatly improved.
Three hours later, Yang Ning finally returned from the back mountain dragging a long piece of green bamboo.
"Not bad." The old man seemed to appreciate Yang Ning and nodded slightly.
Yang Ning smiled slightly, and did not ask the old man to borrow a hare tonight, because he knew that if he borrowed it, he would have to pay it back, so Yang Ning endured the hunger in his stomach, rested for a night, and then hurried into the depths of the green bamboo forest the next morning to prepare. After getting the food he needed, he came to the green bamboo forest.
Swinging the sword seems to have become Yang Ning's memory. Although every sword is accompanied by a clanging sound, Yang Ning never stops.
Soon, a month passed.
Yang Ning can only chop down one green bamboo every day, but in this month, the time is getting shorter every day.
But the old man in the village saw more in his eyes. He was not curious about Yang Ning's origins, nor could he be curious, but for a motivated cultivator, he finally developed a love for talents.
