Chapter 2 The Awakening

The inexplicable stone tablet on the back and the life of the squeezed miners in captivity make Qin Hao's already depressed mood heavier. This seems to be a dead end and there is no way out at all.

"FUCK, you want me to climb for the rest of my life!" Thinking of climbing a stone tablet for a lifetime, Qin Hao can't suppress his anger. What the hell is this world?

Hey!

With a long sigh, Qin Hao climbed to the cold stone** and stopped moving.

Under the moonlight, white and refreshing, silently, Qin Hao shed tears, which was resentment, helplessness, or a compromise on fate.

"I will stand up, and I won't live a coward, and I won't survive for dozens of square meters of broken houses. I will live a wonderful life, live freely, surrounded by jade belts, and accompanied by beautiful women, so that it will not be in vain!" Qin Hao roared, releasing the most primitive desire in his heart, and his excited little face became ferocious.

Anger turned into motivation, making Qin Hao full of fighting spirit and strength.

I will definitely stand up and stand straight!

Qin Hao climbed into the moonlight and took out the stone pieces. As expected, the stone pieces absorbed the moonlight and converged, like a small moon falling.

A cold airflow enters the body and swims according to the original route. The airflow strengthens and penetrates into the blood, flesh and bones to nourish the body.

"Little stone piece, you also want me to stand up straight!" Qin Hao closed his eyes, calmed down and appeared in front of the suspended monument.

The monument seems to be covered by a mysterious power, which can't be seen or touched, but that momentum makes Qin Hao worship and give birth to a heart of imitation and transcendence.

Facing the monument, Qin Hao began to do push-ups and sit-ups. Finally, he ran, jumped, split his legs, and sat cross-legged when he was tired. He fantasized about the god monument and suppressed the heavens and creatures. He was full of energy. He continued to push-ups and run. Qin Hao did not know how many times he repeated it. When he opened his eyes, Jinwu rose east, and the distant horizon A fiery red appeared.

One night has passed like this!

The stone began to absorb the scorching sunlight again.

"Muscles and bones are full of power, as if they are going to burst, and the blood is faintly galloping. Is this a fairy world!" Facing the warm and vibrant morning sun, Qin Hao saw him standing on the fairy sword, accompanied by the fairy, soaring for nine days.

"Damn, what other bastards haven't gone to the mine? Do they want to die?" The broken gong-like sound suddenly sounded and woke up Qin Hao in his dream.

"Dig your sister, dig, you're going to die in the morning!" Qin Hao cursed, pounken his buttocks, and crawled out of the hut like a dog.

"Life is really ups and downs, ups and downs. I didn't expect me to climb one day!" Qin Hao sighed with emotion. In the past, he always despised the beggars crawling on the street, but he didn't expect him to become one of them.

Fortunately, the slum where the miners live is around the mine, and there is no need to climb a long distance, but at this distance, Qin Hao felt that he was pointed hundreds of times. Some small miners threw stones at him and even kicked him a few times.

"This life is really aggrieved!" Although Qin Hao felt that he could beat these naughty children, he still suppressed his anger and crawled to the mine.

Because it is unnecessary.

Along the way, Qin Hao carefully observed that the miners' clothes were similar to ancient times, mentally depressed, and the surrounding streets were narrow and dirty, which was obviously a small place.

The white halo keeps pouring into Qin Hao's body, constantly re-forming, cycling and reciprocating.

Qin Hao had a dream that he was bathed in the mountains and fog. His body and mind were unprecedentedly light. With a little bit on the soles of his feet, he could fly away in the wind. Everything in the dream made Qin Hao linger and did not want to wake up.

Stretching a lazy waist, the bones clicked, opened their eyes, but found a faint light in the mine.

"Is someone coming in!" Qin Hao grabbed the ore hammer and glanced around vigilantly. When he found that the shining stones were shining, he couldn't help smiling.

"What are these halos!" Looking at the stones surrounded by white halo, Qin Hao scratched his head, as if he didn't understand all this.

"Forget it. If you don't know, don't care. Let's talk about exercise first!" Qin Hao's iron pliers and hammer began to mine.

Ding!

Mars splashed everywhere and was as bright as fireworks in the dark.

Qin Hao knocked down a piece of blood-red and pea-sized thing from the wall of the cave and put it in the palm of his hand and muttered, "It's so small, and there is a catty of weight. It's worthy of the black iron marrow. Use this thing to cast a sword, at least hundreds of catties. Who uses such a heavy sword, is it possible that people in the world are Hercules!"

Qin Hao felt that his thinking was a little unnecessary. His understanding of the world was just a piece of white paper.

Then Qin Hao wondered, "Those things like stars on the wall of the cave are basal. The eyes of humans and animals are different. The wavelengths of objects they see are different, and the scenes formed are different. The reason why I can see the basal pulp is that my eyes are different from others. Am I not human? It grows on my back. What a stone tablet!"

Qin Hao took off his animal skin and turned his head to see the object behind him.

It's a stone tablet!

The stone tablet is complete and consists of a round head, a rectangular body and a tortoise. The head of the monument has a relief. Qin Hao doesn't know what is carved. The tortoise is a turtle-like animal. It grinned and is very fierce. There is no text on the forehead and front and back of the monument in the middle of the head.

is a wordless tablet!

"It's really a burst of character. There is a wordless monument on my back. I crawled out. Is it a saint or a female tyrant ascending the throne!" Qin Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly. There was really little hope of standing up.

After digging more than a dozen basal marrow, Qin Hao returned to the mine.

For more than ten consecutive days, Qin Hao has been practicing. In the eyes of Yang Xiong, the stewman, Qin Hao was enlightened and knew how to mine overnight, and told Qin Hao to dig more black iron marrow and promised to let Qin Hao be the mine stewinner in the future.

"Fuck, you are insulting your IQ!" Qin Hao wanted to punch his brain all over the place.

These days, Qin Hao felt that there was a hot and cold airflow in his body, but every time he reached his back, he would be swallowed by the stone tablet on his back, cycling back and forth, and the airflow in his body grew at an extremely slow speed.

"Damn it, I must smash you with this broken stone tablet!" Qin Hao gritted his teeth with hatred. If it hadn't been for this stone tablet, he wouldn't have climbed for eight years.

Close your eyes and practice as always!

It was hazy, as if there was no change in the monument hidden in another space, but Qin Hao, with sharp eyes, found a golden rune floating towards him.

getting closer and closer, Qin Hao saw the rune clearly, but reached out and grabbed it through the rune. There was nothing, but the rune was still suspended somewhere.

It's like fishing for the moon in the water. You can clearly see it, but you can't get it.

After meditating for a while, Qin Hao suddenly became cheerful!

Runes, like the tablet, are separated by a mysterious magical power. As long as he is strong enough, he can break through the power and see the real monument.

He keeps getting stronger, and the monument will give him some such runes, or rewards.

"It's really stingy. You can only give it if you make progress. If you don't make progress, you won't let me see it!" Qin Hao's eyes are very resentful, and this monument is too fucking.

Wh!

A few days later, Qin Hao's dragon claws were fierce and fast, and the rune was grabbed in the palm of his hand and got it in front of him.

The runes are mysterious and mysterious, but they exude a cordial atmosphere.

With a sound, the runes burst out, forming words exuding the charm of the road one by one, arranging lines, and hanging in front of Qin Hao like a waterfall.

The words are ancient and long-lasting, and the whole body is golden, emitting arrays of rhymes, which makes Qin Hao's heart extremely ethereal and wisdom extremely condensed. The information contained in the words is instantly remembered by Qin Hao.

After that, the text faded away and completely disappeared.

Qin Hao was like a fool, drooling, and finally laughed crazily and burst into tears.

"Finally, I can stand up!" Qin Hao laughed, and there was nothing more exciting than this.

This is an ancient scripture called the Awakening Sutra, which records the cultivation method of awakening.

Qin Hao believes that the Awakening Sutra is tailor-made for the Yibei clan!

Because the awakening is to awaken oneself immortality, suppress the stone tablet in oneself, use the stone tablet as a weapon, and suppress the heavens. Its fighting method is fierce and domineering, and even said to be ferocious.

"It's really domineering that I want to suppress the heavens, but I like it!" Qin Hao licked his lips and longed to fight. Although he did not know what the heavens were, the suppression of the heavens was domineering as soon as he heard the name.

"When I stand up, let the Yang family be buried!" A strong murder flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.

Thinking about it, Qin Hao felt that there was something wrong. In the past, his hands trembled when he killed a chicken, but now his blood is boiling, as if the bloodthirsty desire to fight has penetrated into his soul.

It's really painful!

Qin Hao finally understood the meaning of the sentence "the blessing of misfortune, the blessing of misfortune". The monument gave him the hope of standing up, so he had to accept the influence of this body and bear the cause and effect of this body.

"What the he did, I didn't expect that I could get on the thief boat and still couldn't get off!" Qin Hao pinched his fist, and the blood all over his body was about to burn, and the bones were about to explode. The desire in the depths of his soul was like a strong man who ate too much **. When he saw ** beautiful women, he couldn't control it.