[My name is Wu Wang, and my Taoist name is Wu Wangzi.
To tell you the truth, in the world next door, I have become the Emperor of Heaven, with eight million heavenly soldiers and generals, and hundreds of gods under my command. The Human Emperor is my father-in-law, and the Lord of the Sea of Blood is my own family.
As for why he appears in this simple village now...
Don't worry, I will never say next, you just need to invest a few hundred shells in me now, and when I return to heaven, I will give you the position of Immortal Immortal. I am not this kind of emperor.
But can you lend me a few hundred shell coins now?
When I grow up in this world and become stronger, I will go to the mountains to hunt silly roe deer and sell their skins to pay you back. 】
Do you really want to say that?
Doesn't this expose his pants? It would be strange if Di Kuang and Zhu Long didn't come over to kill them!
It doesn't matter what my incarnation is, I can use some merit power to make Donghuang Bell one.
But if you really want to attract the attention of those gods from outside the world, if they don’t level this small village, then it’s not in line with the behavior of the innate gods!
It really lives up to the old saying from my hometown in Blue Star - it takes five cents to stump a hero.
I never expected that he was the majestic Donghuang Taiyi, the founder of the Donghuang Bell, the destroyer of the old Heavenly Palace, the mourner of the old gods in the First Age of Gods, the spouse of Shao Siming, the husband of Ling Xiaolan, the son-in-law of Shennong, and the Great Master. The master of the Demon Sect, the young master of the Beiye clan...
He was actually stumped by hundreds of shell coins!
The mountains and clear waters are beautiful, and spiritual fish and birds are playing in front of the stream.
A young boy with red lips and white teeth sits in a small wooden house with his chin propped up on his head.
Wu Wang is very good now.
It has been three years since I came to the Outer World, and it has been three years since I lived here.
When I sleep here every day, I return to the way of heaven to protect the main world of the wilderness, constantly discover those avenues that have not produced innate gods, and complete the way of heaven step by step.
For the position of leader of Tiandao, Wu Wang is not only qualified, he is completely outstanding.
But in the outer world, when moving with this body...
He felt more and more that he had been deceived by Xiao Po Zhong!
Donghuang Zhong’s voice is still echoing in my ears:
'Master, I think you can take the most difficult road to rise and fully temper your will. Anyway, you have nothing to lose in the world. I will protect the people who should help you in secret.
Just fly, the little bell will be your wings. '
fly……
Fly your sister!
Now he is out of breath after running ten miles!
Looking back on the past three years, Wu Wang spent a year repairing the foundation of this body, and spent a day absorbing the terms and words of the outer world from the way of heaven that Yang Wudi had painstakingly learned;
In the remaining two years, he began to constantly ponder the ways of cultivation and fighting.
but……
There is no skill;
Deductions from Heaven cannot be used;
He was protected by Aunt Qing every day and was not allowed to jump around at all. As soon as he found out that he was beginning to hone his strength, Aunt Qing, the strong woman who had raised Wu Wan since childhood and had the characteristics of the Qingqiu clan, would He was tied up at home and unable to move for several days.
He is a majestic emperor! Donghuang Taiyi!
I flew a spaceship in my previous life!
When had he ever been wronged like this?
Wu Juan couldn't understand that there were thousands of people in this village, most of whom were human beings. Except for him, the other children, both male and female, started practicing martial arts at the age of seven or eight.
There is no way, this is the place ruled by the Martial God, and it is the divine realm of the "Liu Li God", the subordinate god of the Martial God tent. The beautiful girl made of glazed enshrined in the center of the village is the Liu Li God.
Her beauty is at the level of an average goddess, just a little better than the Mirror God.
But as a serious emperor who could reject Chang Xi, Wu Wan would naturally not have any charming thoughts about a statue.
He is not King Zhou!
Although everyone wants to be King Zhou.
Back to business, Wu Huan was in urgent need of a few hundred shell coins and asked the old village chief to go to a prosperous town a hundred miles away to buy some animal blood for body training in order to complete his first step in the leap.
Originally, Aunt Qing said she would save this huge sum of money for him.
But Wu Wang really couldn't bear to accept the gift from this aunt.
My incarnation has been living in other people's homes for so many years, eating and drinking, and in half a month, it will be time for little Jingwei to show up, and both of them will have to rely on Aunt Qing to support them.
Originally, the hunters' income was unstable, and there were many powerful ferocious beasts in the nearby mountains and forests.
Aunt Qing's range of activities is limited. A few hundred shells have been Aunt Qing's income for almost three or four years, and she can only save it without eating or drinking.
Wu Wang realized that he shouldn't owe such a big favor, nor should he be taken care of like this.
He is also an emperor after all!
Think of something.
Yang Wudi was now 20,000 miles away. He also walked out of the widow's kang and became the head coach of their town. Not only was he far away from here, he was also separated by three or four divine realms.
Each divine realm is relatively closed, with little communication. Certain matters need to be confirmed when crossing the border, and identities will be interrogated.
Asking Yang Wudi to support him for a few hundred shells, even if Yang Wudi could do it, Wu Wan couldn't do it.
Let Xiao Zhong come forward to help?
It didn't work either. Wu Wang had called Xiao Zhong before, but Xiao Zhong's attitude was very firm - all difficulties must be overcome by the master in order to achieve the effect of the trial.
Moreover, the incarnation is dead when it dies. Zhong will protect the remaining soul of Jingwei, and Wu Wan needs to find an incarnation to practice again.
"How can I still be killed by a few hundred coins? At worst, I can just go hunting for ferocious beasts!"
Wu Wang gritted his teeth.
The easiest way is to be self-reliant!
Conquer ferocious beasts, obtain beast blood, and then absorb the power from the beast blood to complete the foundation of martial arts!
If I don't leave now, little Jingwei will come half a month later. If I don't even have the most basic strength, how can I take care of my sister?
As a mature man with a family, a wife, and subordinates, he should make a plan.
After a while...
Let’s go to the mountains and forests first, and then we’ll figure out a way!
He jumped up from the steps in front of the wooden house, turned around and ran back to his house. He quickly dressed up in the 'Hunter Suit', carrying a homemade iron crossbow and quiver, with a scimitar on his waist, and put on He took off his raincoat and straw hat and ran along the mossy stone road towards the exit of the valley.
If you don't go out now, Aunt Qing will be back soon from hunting.
The young man is like the wind, his long hair that is simply tied up is constantly beating, his body that has not yet fully grown is running fast, and his breathing is quite rhythmic.
The aunt who was beating Mai by the stream smiled and called him by his nickname;
The old man standing on a wooden board weaving bamboo strips in front of the door looked at the figure of the young man running past with a smile;
On the treetops by the roadside, several laughing teenagers pointed at the running young man and said "Er Fool".
"Hey! Where are you going, little insect!"
A familiar loud voice came, and Wu Wang turned his head to look, only to see a sturdy man carrying a silly roe deer with two hooves tied up on his shoulders, calling him with eyes wide open.
It's him!
Aunt Qing's number one suitor has never practiced martial arts, but he can break pebbles the size of his head with one punch!
Wu Wan jumped out of the crowded path with a quick step, climbed over an earth wall with quick movements, and ran hurriedly on the soft grass!
"Hey! That's the way up the mountain over there!"
The strong man roared, threw the prey to his companions, took off his long bow, threw away his long knife, and took long strides to chase Wu Wan.
Wu Wang secretly thought that he was unlucky.
Why did Uncle Shan come back so early today?
It would be great if I had a magic weapon for storage. I could walk out of the village without any problems. Carrying a bow and crossbow would not look like going out to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
His body had just been trained for three years, and after all, it couldn't outrun this strong man who had been racing tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests all year round.
Seeing that the distance between the two was shrinking, Wu Wan slowed down and turned to Uncle Shan with a smile.
"You...why are you running!"
The strong human race man took a few steps forward, picked Wu Wan up, panted slightly, and blasted directly into Wu Wan's ear with a loud voice:
"You go up to the mountains to do what you want? Is that a place where you can play?"
"I'm hungry! Go hunt a hare!"
Wu Fan said plausibly.
Uncle Shan wondered: "Your aunt didn't leave any food for you?"
"Keep it, I want to eat meat!"
"It's not easy to eat meat. Come to my house! Let's go!"
Uncle Shan reluctantly patted Wu Huan on the forehead, and without saying anything else, he held Wu Huan under his ribs like a silly roe deer and led him back to the village.
The corners of Wu Wang's mouth twitched, his head drooped, and he was planning a perfect hunting plan in the mountains.
Although he lacks strength, he can create some traps.
Even if the ferocious beasts are more difficult to deal with, they still have weaknesses. As a young master in Beiye for more than ten years, I have naturally accumulated a lot of clever hunting techniques such as poking ferocious beasts to kill them.
However, that will definitely be three days later.
In the past two years, in order to prepare animal blood for Wu Huan to use for body training, Aunt Qing went out hunting for three days, and rested for two days after returning to prepare food, arrows, flying stones and other objects for hunting, and then continued to plunge into the mountains and forests.
The blame lies with what Uncle Shan said two years ago:
"Hey, this silly boy actually has a pretty good talent after he gets the hang of it. He can master my boxing techniques in just two or three strokes. If he can absorb blood and stimulate his martial arts power, he might be able to stand out in the future."
Aunt Qing listened and saw that Wu Wan could take care of himself, so she doubled the frequency of hunting.
Originally, she went up to the mountain twice a month, and their family had enough food and clothing.
Half an hour later.
The rich aroma of meat wafts in the afterglow of the setting sun.
In the fence garden not far from the wooden house where Aunt Qing and Wu Wang lived, the eight-foot-tall strong man took off his shirt, took a simple shower, and started to set up a pot and light the fire to make porridge.
Wu Wan wiped his saliva and helped add firewood to the fire.
Uncle Shan grabbed two handfuls of coarse rice and put them at the bottom of the pot. He also skillfully chopped off an animal leg. After removing the fishy smell from the meat, he roasted half of the meat and cut the other half into pieces with a machete and threw them into the pot.
Although the process is very simple, and the cooked meat and rice porridge always has a fishy smell, it is the best delicacy Wu Wang has had in recent years.
The conditions are limited, and even the Emperor of Heaven cannot afford it.
After a good meal, it was already dark.
Uncle Shan lived alone, and when he saw Wu trying to wash pots and dishes, he grabbed two tree stumps and used two thin wooden boards as fans to enjoy the cool air in the courtyard.
There is no need to light a fire on a summer night, the cool breeze by the stream can lull you to sleep.
"Zai'er, what are you doing in the mountains?"
Uncle Shan asked with a smile.
Wu Wang patted his belly and murmured in a low voice: "I don't want Aunt Qing to be so tired. I have a way to get the animal blood myself."
"Can you use animal blood?" Uncle Shan asked back.
Wu Wang was speechless immediately.
"If you can find animal blood, you have to know how to use it."
Uncle Shan muttered:
"The blood of ferocious beasts is actually not expensive. What is more expensive is the martial artist who can help you draw the talisman. Most of the shells you have to hand over are for the martial artist.
The martial artist draws a talisman on you to stimulate the blood in your body and generate martial arts power. If the process goes well and the initial martial arts power generated is large, the martial artist will accept you as a disciple.
Only by becoming a martial arts master's apprentice can you have a chance to get ahead and climb up step by step. "
Why climb up there?
Be a patrolling guard for Liuli God?
In Wu Huan's eyes, this system is the system used by the God of War to cultivate divine guards and immortal soldiers. He does not need to follow it at all, he only needs to obtain the skills.
However, according to Zhong's previous statement, the martial arts training methods are very special and are controlled hierarchically in the 'Martial Arts Palace' of each level.
Why did Zhong choose the divine realm of the Liuli God, a subordinate of the God of War, as the realm where Wu Wan's incarnation would practice?
The reason is also very simple. One is that the Liuli God is weak and does not pay enough attention to the divine world. He hides in his own Liuli Pagoda every day and lives in dreams, which can give Wu Juan more opportunities.
Secondly, this place is the hinterland of the land ruled by the God of War. There are fewer bandits and bandits, and the order is relatively clear, giving Wu Wang a relatively relaxed start.
Many divine realms look good, but in fact there is strong class oppression, "collusion between officials and bandits", and the path to advancement is very narrow.
"Uncle Shan, what is your real name?"
Wu Wan suddenly asked.
"Sanshan," Uncle Shan said with a smile, "I am the third eldest child in the family, but among our brothers, I am the strongest!"
The young man tilted his head and asked, "Then why don't you practice?"
"It's not like you haven't awakened," Uncle Shan laughed sarcastically, "You've suffered for nothing."
Wu Huan looked stunned, and then thought about it carefully, leaning on the wooden pole behind him, staring at the sparse stars.
The starry sky inside and outside is different. The density of stars here is much lower, more like silver sand that someone randomly scattered.
He suddenly asked again: "Uncle Shan, do you like my Aunt Qing!"
"You, don't talk nonsense!"
Uncle Shan sat up nervously, turned his head and looked around, and saw that the road in front of the door was empty, and the laughter of women could be heard in the distance, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Uncle Shan glared at Wu Wan and cursed: "You kid! You are getting better and better every year! I am over a hundred years old, so I don't like you!"
"Yo?"
Wu Wang looked unbelieving.
The uncle's old face turned red, he rubbed his big hands covered with calluses and cracks, and whispered, "I just want to live together with your Aunt Qing."
"Then tell me," Wu Wang muttered. "If you don't tell me, you will send food and skins every day. Aunt Qing will think you want to recognize her as your sister."
Sanshan laughed and scolded: "You little brat, don't interfere with adults' affairs! What do you know? Your Aunt Qing and I grew up together!"
"How long can your childhood sweetheart wait so long? Don't people in the village get married at 17 or 18?"
"Then, you don't have to wait so long."
Sanshan scratched his head:
"When Aunt Qing'er's parents were still alive, they took her away to a big city hundreds of miles away and promised her to a well-off family.
You don't know that your Aunt Qing's ancestors have the blood of the Qingqiu tribe. Her parents are ordinary people. She has a pair of fox ears, which are pink and tender. She is so cute and unique.
At that time, she was slender, tall, and had a good-looking face. The men who wanted to marry her were all lined up from one mountain to the other.
I'm not good at it, I'm quite ordinary, and I can't hold her back. "
Wu Wang muttered: "Then why is Aunt Qing back?"
"She couldn't give birth to a child, and her husband also died of illness. Her husband's parents said she was unlucky and kicked her out.
Her own parents also felt that she had been kicked out of her husband's house and felt embarrassed. They had already established themselves in that big city and would not let you go home.
Your young aunt returned to this valley after walking hundreds of miles. I helped her rebuild her house, and she lived here again. She went out hunting by herself and didn't socialize much with others, so she lived quite comfortably. "
Sanshan sighed softly:
"If you know that she went to that city because of this anger, I should have taken her away in the first place. The least I could do was give her meat to eat and good clothes to wear. How could I let her suffer this kind of injustice."
"It's not easy for Aunt Qing either."
Wu Wan clicked his tongue, with some emotion in his eyes.
Aunt Qing should have been quite beautiful when she was young, but now she doesn't have Liu Ruofufeng's waist and has piles of abdominal muscles. She is completely different from the Qingqiu Fox Clan and Half Fox in Tiannei.
"Uncle Shan, take a rest early!"
"Stop running around, kid!"
In front of Aunt Qing's house, Wu Wan waved vigorously to the uncle who sent him back. He was still a thin boy, and he could barely see Uncle Shan's head... reflecting the stars when he was standing on the steps.
This uncle has become bald, but has not become stronger.
It is completely opposite to Dayi who is practicing according to the method of becoming bald. ——My subordinate has not become bald now, but he has become stronger quickly under the protection of heaven.
Moreover, he and Chang'e got to know each other every day and became a couple of gods and goddesses who were neither shy nor shy.
It's time to fall asleep.
Being idle here is also idle. When I lie down on the bed and fall asleep, my mind returns to the original body, and I can continue to preside over the various tasks of heaven.
But Wu Wan was still a little worried and wanted to wait for Aunt Qing to come back.
Even if he knew that he had seen the scene of Aunt Qing rescuing Little Jingwei, it meant that Aunt Qing was absolutely safe before this incident happened.
But he was still a little worried.
Holding his chin, Wu Wan was enjoying his teenage years when he could legally act cute.
Many complicated questions were circulating in his mind. These questions were like cotton wool, entangled in his Taoist heart, making him slightly depressed.
'There are no plug-ins, it's really a bit uncomfortable. '
Wu Wan chuckled softly in his heart.
He couldn't let Zhong look down on him, nor could he let go of such an opportunity to hone himself...
Under the night, under the dots of stars, a figure appeared at the end of the path, walking one foot deeper and one foot shallower.
Wu Wan immediately stood up and looked towards the figure.
As if he saw the young man in front of the wooden house, the figure paused for a moment, and immediately hurried back quickly, carrying a sack on his shoulder, a long bow slung across his body, and a long knife at his waist.
"Aunt Qing!"
Wu Wang shouted loudly.
As I got closer, the gentle female voice came over immediately: "Why are you still here?"
Aunt Qing's figure could be seen dimly in the night. She was not too tall, her shoulders were not too broad, and her tied up hair was a little messy.
Wu Wan hurried forward and wanted to take the bag from her shoulder, but Aunt Qing blocked her.
"Don't mess around with your little arms and legs. This is grain, it's very heavy."
Wu Wan asked in his teenage voice: "Auntie, have you gone to the market?"
"Yes, you are still growing, so you can't always eat meat. Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry!"
Wu Huan chuckled, turned and ran back into the house, grabbed two flints from the corner, and quickly lit the earthen stove, the red flames lighting up his cheeks.
"Uncle Shan just brought meat porridge, I'll heat it up for you right now!"
Aunt Qing smiled: "Are you going to eat your Uncle Shan again?"
By the light of the fire, one could see her slightly fat and tired face, as well as her arms with two scars.
She smiled and took off her hunting 'suit' and hung it on the wall. She carried the rice bag to the clay pot in the cabinet and carefully poured the coarse rice into it.
This coarse rice is the staple food of the creatures in this divine world, and it is unnecessary and cheap.
Aunt Qing sat on the only low table in the room, untied the cloth straps around her legs, and frowned slightly.
Wu Wan turned around and looked over. Aunt Qing immediately pulled up the legs of her trousers, took out a small cloth bag at her waist, opened the bag, and put the shells of similar sizes inside into a wooden bag. In the box, he gently shook the wooden box again, showing a satisfied smile.
Almost enough.
"Auntie," Wu Wan whispered, "take me with you next time you go to the mountains."
"What are you going to do? Fatten those beasts and sell them at a good price?"
Aunt Qing sneered.
She half-unbuttoned her short shirt, exposing her left shoulder, so she could enjoy the coolness without exposing anything in front of a young man; after she untied the cloth band on her head, her long hair slowly fell down, with several obvious bends. .
Wu Wan poked the fire with a fire stick, walked over with resentment in his eyes, and poured a cup of warm boiling water.
"I can dig traps."
"Those guys are hot!"
Aunt Qing smiled and said:
"When I first went up the mountain, I was hungry for several days. Now I understand their habits. You can't get hurt.
The martial arts master in the town said that if you have hidden wounds when you were young, even a small scar, it may affect your future development.
Just keep it at home honestly, and in half a year, go to the town and give it a try.
If you are not good at practicing, I will take you up the mountain when you are twenty years old. "
"Fine."
Wu Wan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, "Then I'll go to bed first. Aunt, you go to bed early. The porridge is almost hot."
"go Go."
Aunt Qing waved her hand, Wu Wan turned and walked to the corner, lay down on the wooden bed, and closed the thick animal skin curtain on the side.
Not long after, he heard the sound of moving.
Aunt Qing actually loves to be clean. The first thing she does is not to eat, but to put out the fire under the pot, then limply carry the wooden basin to the small wooden house in the courtyard to rinse.
Less than half an hour later, Wu Wan heard the soft sound of eating porridge, and heard Aunt Qing's uncontrollable groan as she sat beside the bed in another corner, applying homemade medicinal powder to the wound on her calf.
But soon the night became quiet.
Some are the chirping of insects in the summer night, the croaking of frogs in the distant stream, and the sound of the rustling wind at night.
'bell? '
'Master, I am here. '
'Try your best to protect Aunt Qing. '
'Yes, Master. '
