Zhang Yunzhao's talent is average.
But he has a good background and has an older brother who is a true disciple. Not surprisingly, he can live a more prosperous life than most casual cultivators in this world.
"However, I won't offend anyone unless they offend me... You can't do this kind of thing!"
Wang Xiu took a deep breath and suppressed the faint restlessness in his heart.
Those who kill will always be killed.
Those who try to make a fortune by killing people and seizing treasures can succeed once, twice, even ten times, or a hundred times.
But it only needs to fail once.
The road ends here!
The opportunity for him to possess the mysterious ancient mirror is already a great blessing.
All you need to do is find a stable place, work steadily, practice step by step, and you can expect the great path!
Why do you have to fight life and death and take those risks?
"However, if someone really thinks that an honest person like me is easy to bully, then they must pay a sufficient price!"
Wang Xiu smiled slightly, with such confidence.
…
"Oh, what a pity. How nice would it be if there was one more book of exercises in this storage bag?"
Wang Xiu licked his lips and couldn't help thinking.
But soon.
He laughed at himself.
I am still a little greedy.
Just getting a copy of the Return to the Sun Sword Art is already an unexpected surprise.
The skills in the foundation building stage are precious and valuable.
Where can I get it so easily?
What's more, even if there is, it may not be suitable for him and he may not be able to practice.
"Kung Fu... you can't go to the Sutra Pavilion. It seems you have to find a chance to go down the mountain!"
Wang Xiu sighed secretly and thought this way.
There is certainly a foundation-building technique in the Sutra Pavilion.
But if he went to the Sutra Pavilion to redeem it, it would be equivalent to telling everyone that he had already established a foundation.
Furthermore, foundation-building techniques are very expensive and require a lot of dedication.
In the eyes of outsiders, I stay in Xiaohuangshan every day, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. Where did I get so many contributions, which will definitely arouse people's suspicion.
It's better to be cautious and look for other methods.
…
“Breaking through the realm is such a great joy, it’s time to realize it!”
Finish sorting out what you have earned.
Wang Xiu stood up slowly, sat in front of a simple table he made, and took out a bottle of wine from his storage bag.
He flicked his sleeves slightly.
A green lamp suddenly appeared on the table, and the fire lit up, dispelling the darkness in the room. Then he looked out the window, drinking and watching.
It's quiet outside the window.
No insects chirping.
The mountains and forests in the distance were a twilight purple.
It seemed to blend into the night.
He just looked out the window quietly.
The picture is strange.
There is obviously nothing there.
Like waiting for something.
I don’t know how much time passed.
A cautious voice sounded outside the door.
"Prophet, have you rested?"
It was the voice of the Blackstone Clan Chief.
Wang Xiu put down the wine bottle and said softly: "Come in."
The words trailed off.
The door opened naturally.
The leader of the Blackstone clan walked in cautiously.
Behind him was the deputy chief.
Two strong men over two meters tall, with nervous expressions on their faces at the moment, came here cautiously, as if they had made a lot of determination.
Plop!
Without saying a word, the two of them knelt down directly in front of Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu's mouth twitched slightly and said, "If you have anything to do, just get up and say it!"
The deputy chief shook his head like a rattle and said, "We'd better kneel down, it's more comfortable!"
When saying this.
He glanced warily at the prophet.
Don't know why.
The prophet obviously hasn't changed much, but since seeing him during the day, my heart can't help but beat fast. I feel like I was facing my father when I was a child!
Wang Xiu felt something strange between the two of them.
He naturally knew that this was because of the change in pressure brought about after he broke through the foundation building.
But he didn't explain, and said calmly: "It's so late at night, you're not sleeping, why are you here here with me?"
Hear the words.
The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and bowed in unison: "Please, prophet, teach us to become stronger!"
really.
Hearing this, Wang Xiu was not surprised at all.
It was obvious that today's disaster had deeply touched these two people's hearts.
It’s not like they have never faced such a crisis before!
only.
If it were before.
When it happens, it happens.
All they could do was pray, pray for God's blessing, and pray that the tribe would be lucky enough.
There is no other way!
But it's different now. They saw the prophet of their tribe with their own eyes, like a god descending, killing such a terrifying beast directly!
They finally realized.
That ferocious beast is not invincible!
Man, you can defeat it!
It's just that they're not strong enough!
"Please ask the prophet to give us strength. We are willing to sacrifice everything for this, whether it is flesh and blood or souls, as long as the prophet needs it!"
The leader of the Blackstone clan said firmly and kowtowed again.
aside.
The deputy patriarch said nothing and kowtowed.
The ground was banged!
He was stupid and couldn't say much, but his attitude was very sincere.
There is an ancient legend spread among primitive human tribes.
It is said that those big tribes have magical witchcraft.
You can sacrifice yourself to the gods in exchange for all kinds of incredible powers.
The origin of this legend is unknown.
Wang Xiu had not been in the Blackstone Tribe for a short time, so he had naturally heard of it.
Hearing the words of the Blackstone Clan Chief, he couldn't help but laugh. He was a serious immortal cultivator, what would he do with your flesh and blood souls?
…
"Do you have names??"
Wang Xiu finally spoke, but what he said made the two of them stunned and confused.
Wang Xiu took a sip of wine and repeated: "Do you have names?"
Although the world today is primitive and ancient.
However, people still have their codes.
But most of them are relatively simple, named after places that can be seen everywhere in life, such as wind, wood, and sand!
And it’s not systematic.
After all, their knowledge reserves are scarce, and they often use the same name over and over again for several generations.
Therefore, except for some large tribes, people who have made great contributions and have unique status will be called by their names.
Even if a small tribe like the Blackstone Tribe has a name, they will not call each other by their formal names.
On weekdays, they are mostly called "this baby" and "that baby".
Easy to remember!
Names, in this era, are standard for big names.
means glory.
The two listened twice before confirming that the prophet was really asking their names, and immediately responded shyly: "I was ignorant when I was young. I did take it, but no one called it that!"
"Oh?" Wang Xiu asked curiously, "What is it called?"
"I want to be as hard and powerful as a boulder, so I named myself 'Shi!'" said the clan leader.
"I want to be like the leaves on the tree, protecting the clan from wind and rain, so I call it 'Ye!'" the deputy clan leader followed.
stone?
leaf?
Cough cough cough…
Wang Xiu almost choked on her drink.
He glanced at the two of them in surprise, his eyes full of weirdness.
This name!
There is a future at first sight!
