Wu Wan fainted, but not completely.
His soul was already at the most powerful level, so how could he really be knocked unconscious by the pain?
The incarnation's comatose state is just its own instinctive self-protection.
At this moment, Wu Wan's mind returned to his original body, clearly but slowly experiencing the pain of "spotting blood".
After the thousand needles penetrated his skin, they gently opened the blood vessels under his skin and transferred strands of spiritual energy into them, quickly changing his physique and nourishing his body.
It can't be said that he has been completely transformed, but it can also be said that his skin has been peeled off and cramped.
Isn’t practicing spiritual practice a very happy thing?
Are those delicate female practitioners going to do this again?
Also, the will of those children before was so strong, how could they endure such pain, at most they only groaned a few times...
Wu Wan suddenly felt a little unconfident.
Is he so afraid of pain?
The incarnation trial that Xiao Zhong arranged for him was indeed very meaningful.
Suddenly I heard a conversation between the old martial artist and Uncle Shan.
Uncle Shan was obviously a little panicked: "What's wrong with my bug? Old gentleman, I also tried some blood, and it was itchy and nothing happened. Why is he fainting now?"
"Don't worry, I'll pass out from the pain."
The old martial artist said calmly: "What do you call it?"
"Sanshan, just call me Xiaoshan."
"Xiaoshan, this little bug of yours is a treasure."
The old martial artist chuckled, seemingly very calm, but in fact, he could hardly control his speaking speed.
“With this kind of physique, not to mention our Liuli Realm, even the twelve divine realms protected by Lord Martial God add up, there are only about seven or eight per hundred years.
This kind of physique is called the Three Treasures by Lord Martial God. It is the most suitable talent for cultivation. His future achievements will definitely not be that of a martial artist. The sky of this small town is too narrow for him.
Awakening the power of the bloodline of the three treasure bodies is a very painful process, but it is also the body that gains the most from the blood-pointing ceremony. It can increase the strength of an ox at least. "
"What is the power of an ox?"
"The respected Lord of Martial Arts determines that the strength of a beginner practitioner is equal to the strength of an ox at the peak of ordinary people, just like you."
Wu Wan was really relieved in his heart: He almost thought Newton Goddess was coming!
What this God of War does... is so ordinary.
Then I heard the old martial artist say:
"The three major treasure bodies refer to the [Jingli Mingwang] treasure body with peak power and unparalleled strength, the [Mingguang Zhuxing] treasure body with unparalleled speed and agility, and the kind of warrior who can be said to be unbeatable and has the most endurance. The treasure body of [Karma Fire Red Lotus] with strong energy and blood boiling continuously.
Naturally, the three treasure bodies are just their own superior talents. It is easier to become a master. Several young people with treasure bodies will appear every hundred years, but only one or two out of ten of them can eventually become a master.
Xiaoshan, do you know why? "
Uncle Shan muttered: "Without background or financial resources, if you have talent and qualifications, you will definitely be noticed by those great martial arts masters, train you from an early age, and look after their homes and homes."
"This is only part of the reason," the old martial artist said slowly, "More importantly, the three treasure bodies are not without bottlenecks on the road to practice. High qualifications only mean a high upper limit, and you have to go through the hardships you have to go through.
Warriors are divided into five realms, each of nine or six levels.
After getting started with physical training, the inner breath surges, the spiritual power returns to its original state, and one has the strength of more than two oxen, one can be called a warrior.
If a martial artist goes forward to practice, he has deep hidden power. If he punches like wind and can cut willow leaves, he can be called a martial artist. These martial arts masters you see in the town actually just can't survive in the big city. The road has been blocked by rubbish.
Above the martial arts master, it is the realm of martial soul. The soul begins to become more and more powerful. The control of oneself and every bit of strength can reach an exquisite level. The eyes can observe the subtle details, and the ears can hear the sound of the fluttering wings of butterflies. , this is the beginning of transcendence.
Qiuli and Dongpeng have a seventh-level martial soul and a fourth-level martial soul.
Above the Martial Spirit are the Martial Spirit Realm and the Martial Emperor Realm. The Martial Spirit Realm is divided into six levels. Anyone who can step into this realm is a guest of every city lord and general. "
Qiuli said with a smile: "My father is in the Martial Spirit Realm."
"Hey," the old martial artist waved his hand, "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."
Uncle Shan said in a trembling voice: "Can my little insect achieve your level of cultivation?"
The old martial artist smiled and said: "If he is diligent enough, has the understanding to match his qualifications, is willing to endure hardships, and is willing to work hard, how can it be difficult to surpass me?"
"Then, then! He'll beg you! Please old man! You can beat him, scold him, or even accept him as your grandson. His aunt and I will be fine. As long as this child can get well in the future. !”
"Hey, please get up quickly, please get up quickly, I am telling you this to give you a warning."
Qiu Lao said in a deep voice:
"The three treasure bodies are called the strongest. There are countless creatures under the protection of the Martial God, and there are countless forces. Our Liuli Realm is not strong among the twelve realms governed by the Martial God. There have been many times where the three treasure bodies have been destroyed. Things taken away.
Although I live in seclusion here, I still have some connections. I also have excellent skills and three to five thousand years of experience in practice and fighting.
It is best to keep the matter of his precious body a secret. I will use my last breath to teach him all my skills to see if I can cultivate a good seedling for the Liuli Realm.
The battle between the twelve realms that occurs every fifty years determines the treasures, minerals, food, water sources, and even spiritual energy that each realm can obtain.
This is extremely important to the Liuli Realm. Our Liuli Realm is at the bottom every year, so we have to sacrifice part of the population...
Alas, this is a long story.
All you need to know is that if the little bug's treasure body is publicized, it will not be a good thing for him, nor will it be a good thing for the entire Liuli World.
After all, I am old and my strength is declining, so I am powerless to protect him. "
"I understand what the old gentleman said," Uncle Shan said hurriedly, "Don't worry, we might as well keep it a secret from this kid and tell him that his qualifications are not slipping away, so as to prevent him from becoming arrogant."
"Yes, yes, your idea is quite good."
Qiu Lao nodded with a smile and pulled Uncle Shan to greet him again.
On the other side, Wu Wan's mind has returned to his incarnation. Although he can wake up now, he is afraid of embarrassing them and continues to pretend to be unconscious.
The Twelve God Realm controlled by the God of War seems to be a little nervous about supplies.
But in general, probably because the God of War was once the younger brother of the Suiren Emperor, the lives of the creatures in these twelve god realms are pretty good.
There is a saying that it is true that the corner of the Liuli God Realm that Wu Wang saw with his own eyes was already in order and quite peaceful.
This can be seen from the fact that several pairs of young people go to the woods every night in the town.
The realms divided by the Martial God, warriors, martial masters, martial souls, martial spirits, martial emperors... are pretty good.
"Then let's have a scene where the young man leaps up and hits the sky."
Wu Huan chuckled a few times in his heart. Just when he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to feel the meaning of the spiritual power in his body, he heard a bell ringing.
"Hehe, Master, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"
"It's not bad," Wu Wang said calmly, "The level of seven or eight per hundred years is not too conspicuous."
"Not seven or eight."
Zhong Ling's voice was a bit naughty, floating in Wu Wan's heart:
"The God of War secretly takes out three drops of blood every hundred years. Each drop of blood is divided into three parts, corresponding to strength, speed, and endurance, and then he trains nine little masters.
It can be said that the God of War has a grand plan, and the number of warriors he has secretly cultivated is already staggering. "
"oh?"
Wu Wan frowned and said: "Since this is the case, the three treasure-body martial gods will definitely feel it. How did you help me get this incarnation?"
"You are not the Three Treasure Bodies," Zhong Ling said with a smile, "That's because their method of opening the spirit, at best, can only illuminate the Three Treasure Bodies, sit in a well and look at the sky."
"Then the physique of my incarnation is..."
Zhong Ling shouted confidently: "Hunyuan Supreme Chaotic Sky Divine Body!"
"speak English."
"It's just a little higher than the qualifications of the Martial God, to ensure that the upper limit of your incarnation can stabilize the Martial God."
Wu Huan had no trouble in his heart.
All small scenes.
…
Wu Wan slowly opened his eyes and saw four faces distributed in all directions.
The immortal Qiu Lao asked with a smile: "Are you awake?"
Aunt Qiuli asked in a low voice: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Uncle Dong Peng also asked with concern: "Does your body still hurt?"
Uncle Shan looked around and suddenly realized that something was wrong with him not saying anything, so he smiled and said: "If you don't get up, you will have to squat down and pee!"
Wu Wan's eyes widened, he jumped up in excitement, and subconsciously looked down.
Qiu Li covered her eyes and turned away, feeling that she was offended. Dong Peng and Qiu Lao on the side almost laughed.
A mature hunter must learn to tell dirty jokes.
"Let's wait in the courtyard," Qiu Lao greeted Qiuli and Dongpeng before leaving this exquisite and elegant wooden house.
Uncle Shan hugged Wu Wan in one fell swoop, almost suffocating Wu Wan.
"Little insect! You can worship Mr. Qiu!"
"Uncle, please speak slowly, speak slowly! Does the old gentleman want to accept me as his disciple?"
"hey-hey!"
Uncle Shan let go of Wu Wan, pinched Wu Wan's face with his rough fingers, and twisted it hard.
"Okay, boy, Mr. Qiu said that you are a good practitioner, and my uncle was standing by and said how smart and brave you were. This back and forth, isn't this what happened?
Moreover, Qiu Lao doesn't show his face. He is more than a little bit more powerful than these martial arts masters in the town. Within a few hundred miles, Qiu Lao is the same! "
Uncle Shan gave a thumbs up.
Wu Wan tried his best to put on a smile, secretly thinking that Uncle Shan's tone was really tight.
Uncle Shan whispered in Wu Huan's ear:
"Let's go back to live today. Miss Qiuli will follow us home later to see where we live. You will come over tomorrow to formally practice.
Qiu Lao said, I will get you a room here. If you are tired or sleepy from practicing every day, you can sleep here. I will bring you a quilt tomorrow.
Remember, when you go out later, forget about other things, kowtow to Mr. Qiu and become a disciple.
From now on, be sweeter and shout more often, senior brother and senior sister. If Mr. Qiu has any work here, you can do it. Clean the tables and chairs, pick up water, and don't be lazy. This is your chance to stand up.
Your aunt and I have been like this all our lives, building a shop is the end of it, but you are different.
In the future, little Jinwei can follow you to bigger places and see more wonderful things... The world is so big, your aunt and I can only walk out of the mountain. If you can climb the mountain, don't lose heart. "
"Well," Wu Wang nodded excitedly, "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on."
"Let's go and kowtow!"
Uncle Shan hugged Wu Wan hard, and the two looked at each other and laughed.
Wu Huan was actually worried about whether Qiu Lao could withstand his bowing, so he suppressed the Heavenly Dao's induction in advance and had his incarnation perform the bowing ceremony respectfully, becoming Qiu Lao's closed disciple. ——The kind who are responsible for closing the courtyard door when sleeping at night.
That is, when giving a name to the incarnation of Wu Juan, Qiu Lao and Wu Juan got into a small dispute.
"Little Chongzhi is not worthy of being a noble person. Now that you have started to practice, you should have great ambitions and take the high road!"
Qiu Lao said warmly: "Then I will give you the name of Dingtian, how about it?"
Dingtian, Dingtian?
Wu Wan groaned softly and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, is Dingtian too domineering? The disciple is just an ordinary person. His name is too strong, and his destiny is easy."
"Then I'll call you... Tianci."
"Teacher, this name sounds very special."
"Trina?"
"this……"
"Ask the sky!"
"Teacher, do you dislike this?" Wu Wan raised his finger and pointed at the sky.
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
Mr. Qiu stroked his beard and laughed: "Then what name do you think you like?"
"Just be normal."
"Qingshan, is this okay?" Qiu Lao asked warmly.
Wu Wan immediately bowed his head and saluted: "Thank you teacher for the name!"
On the way home, Qiuli asked Wu Wan about life in the mountains with a smile. Uncle Shan led the way, but he didn't say much.
Senior Sister Qiuli just came to see their residence, enthusiastically took away a bedding and a few pieces of clothing from Wu Wan, and went back to arrange Wu Wan's residence.
It was night, Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan were talking to each other for a long time.
Aunt Qing was extremely happy, but after the joy, she felt a little sad and lowered her head to wipe her tears twice.
"It's good. Our children will be more promising than us in the future."
"Jinwei can also enjoy the blessings," Uncle Shan said with a smile, "Let him go when it's time to let him go and let him fly by himself."
"well……"
Aunt Qing whispered: "I haven't had time to tell him that people's hearts are evil, and I haven't let him understand that he needs to be careful outside."
"It's not like he won't come back," Uncle Shan said. "This guy might come back every day. Mr. Qiu also said that we can't force him and don't go against his will. As long as he doesn't do anything bad, then we have to let him go." His mood is smooth, so he can enter the country faster."
Aunt Qing said: "I will go and persuade him later and let him come back only once in a few days."
"Don't go," Uncle Shan said hurriedly, "What will the child think if you ask him not to come back? Should we push him out? He has no father or mother, and he has something on his mind."
"You're right, let's just pretend nothing happened."
"I cook meals for him every morning and evening. Tomorrow I will go to the mountains to get him some good leather, and you get him some decent robes."
Uncle Shan smiled and said: "From now on, you will be a master martial artist. He will be different from us mountain people."
What's the difference...
Wu Huan thought in his heart, and slowly fell asleep with the conversation brought by the night wind. His mind returned to the wilderness, and he continued to work on the boring but important thing that he had to do - comprehend the avenues of those gods that have not yet been born.
In the small courtyard, Aunt Qing and Uncle Shan kept mumbling in the main room, talking about this and that in the future, thinking about how to buy more belongings for the little insect, so as not to be looked down upon by the martial arts masters in the town.
In that wing room, Xiao Jinwei's eyelashes were blinking slightly and her mouth was slightly pursed.
Brother is going out to practice.
She felt inexplicably empty in her heart, and the blurry shadow gradually became clear, but slowly dissipated.
The next day, with Zhu Zhu's cry, the courtyard door was opened by Wu Wan, only to see that gentle senior brother Dong Peng standing outside the door early.
Uncle Shan carried large and small bags, and Wu Wang carried gifts for the teacher and senior brothers and sisters-a few wood carvings.
Aunt Qing took Jin Wei out to see him off, and repeatedly told Wu Wan how to respect his teacher.
Wu smiled and agreed one by one. Seeing that Jin Wei didn't seem to have a good rest, her eyes were a little dark, so he raised his hand and rubbed Jin Wei's head.
"What do you want for the evening? I'll be back at sunset."
"Brother," Jin Wei suddenly said, "You just went to practice and it's not good to come back all the time."
Wu smiled and patted Jin Wei on the head.
This silly girl pretends to be sensible, but she looks like she's about to cry when she curls her lips. She's really cute.
Uncle Shan urged him a few times, and Wu Wan turned around and chased after him.
Jin Wei watched Wu Wan's back until he disappeared around the corner of the alley;
Aunt Qing gently hugged the little girl who had begun to grow and said softly, "He just went to a place not far away."
In Qiu's home, the old man said warmly that today he would explore Wu Juan's background and then formulate subsequent practice strategies.
Wu Wan nodded in agreement, naturally going all out.
He doesn't want to really spend hundreds of years in the outer world. If he can rise faster, he still needs to rise faster. ——On the premise that Di Kuang won’t notice him.
We can't play our cards close to home this time.
…
At night, hundreds of lights lit up in the town.
In the alley, the boy limped forward slowly, holding on to the wall. The swelling and numbness all over his body made every step he took feel like lead water.
He was holding an oil bag in his hand, which contained snacks he bought on the way back.
Finally, Wu Wan saw the corner of the alley, exhaled softly, and moved his feet and turned around.
Qiu Lao is really strict. On the first day, his body reached its limit twice...
"elder brother!"
Wu Wan was startled for a moment when he saw a small figure running over in front of the door where the fluorescent stone lantern was hanging. With a series of laughter, he jumped directly into his arms.
"Hey, I can't stand!"
With a few bangs, he fell down and smashed the oil bag.
But the little girl's giggle echoed in the alley, clear and ethereal.
"I thought you weren't coming back!"
"Didn't I tell you that I came back after sunset and bought you some snacks. I ran out of energy and walked a little slower on the road."
"Hey, thank you, brother! I'll carry you back!"
"Are you sure you can carry it?"
"Hmph, Aunt Qing, I can even carry it."
At the entrance of the alley, Qiuli and Dong Peng, who had been secretly escorting Wu Juan, looked at each other, each chuckled, and watched Wu Juan enter the courtyard before the couple left hand in hand.
