Chapter 1 Luo Ri and the Moon

At the beginning of the stream clouds, the sun sank into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

I don't know what year, what month and when, but I only know that at this time, on the land of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there are many heroes competing for the world, wolves and smoke soaring to the sky, and the war continues, and the people of the people are in deep trouble.

Jiuli Village under dusk is shrouded in a thick cloud. Jiuli Village was originally called Jiuli Village. There are rumors that the villagers here are descendants of Chiyou, but this matter is not known. Although the land of Shenzhou is full of wars, because the location of Jiuli Village is far away from the hustle and bustle, this closed place has become a paradise.

The villagers who are used to the sunrise and sunset have eaten dinner early, turned off the lights and went to bed. The people who did not sleep also sat around and lit a warm candle to listen to the elders telling ancient legends from the ancient times.

Chongyang Mountain in the distance lies on the ground like a sleeping giant beast in the twilight, firmly protecting the quiet and peaceful Jiuli Village in its arms.

At this moment, the sky is full of dark clouds, and there are no stars. It is seen that a rainstorm is coming. The night sky is silent and silent. A dark shadow soared from the distant mountains and dense forests. The shadow was three vertical and two vertical in mid-air, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived in the village and stopped in front of the most magnificent mansion. This big house is the ancestral hall of Jiuli Village, which is dedicated to the ancestors of the village.

There are two big red lanterns hanging at the door of the ancestral hall. Although the candles in the lanterns are still burning on this stormy night, the appearance of the dark shadow is faintly convenient under this dim yellow light. The sword eyebrows are inlaid like gems on the handsome face, wearing a blue gown, a black belt at the waist, and a pair of buckskin boots. It turned out to be a brilliant young man of about 15 or 16 years old. Unfortunately, although the teenager was handsome, his eyes were extremely cold, and there was a kind of violence all over his body. Coupled with the pair of cold shiny hooks in his hand, it made his people almost run away from the two battles.

In late autumn, the mountains are already very cold. Jiuli Village in late autumn is very quiet, and there is no sound except for the occasional dog barking. The blue-shirted teenager stood quietly at the door of the ancestral hall. His eyes were complex and cold, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. He seemed to be meditating and something contradictory in his heart.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this house is a house, a house made of marble that is much more gorgeous than the surrounding houses. But in the eyes of this teenager, the periphery of the whole house is surrounded by a looming halo, and there is a gossip picture in the halo. This halo seems to be a barrier to protect the house.

"I actually put the gossip boundary here..." The teenager frowned, lowered his body slowly, and then bounced up and rushed to the gossip boundary like an electric flint.

A pair of silver hooks in the teenager's hand shined coldly under the cold moonlight. The surface of the silver hook is as smooth as a mirror, and it can print his reflection. The silver hook tore the air and made a buzzing sound. As the teenager rushed to the gossip boundary, when the two intersect, the silver hook cut a crack in the seemingly invisible boundary like a sharp blade, and the teenager took advantage of this crack to drill into the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is quiet. Except for the two lanterns at the gate, there is no light in the yard, and it is shrouded in twilight. The young man in Lanshan passed through the alley and came to an inconspicuous hut in the backyard of the ancestral hall.

The whole ancestral hall is a white marble structure, and there is not even a gap between the wall and the ground. The roof is dark tiles. The black and white ancestral hall looks particularly solemn. It is difficult for outsiders to imagine such a building in such a quiet mountain village. However, in this solemn place, there will be a small hut that is incompatible with the surrounding environment. The hut is small and is no different from a hut. If people who are not familiar with this place pass by here, they will mistakenly think that this is a thatched toilet. However, the villagers know that this ancestral hall is an extremely sacred place for them to pay tribute to their ancestors, and the place of grain reincarnation is not allowed to exist here.

The teenager stood quietly in front of the hut.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. This small hut also has doors and windows. The doors are wooden doors and the windows are Xuan windows. The door was closed and unlocked. The young man stood still for a moment and pushed the door open.

After the door of the hut was pushed open, a dust fell from the roof, and it seemed that the door was rarely opened. The teenager frowned and gently covered his mouth and nose with his hand. He stood at the door and observed carefully for a moment. After making sure that there was no boundary inside, he raised his foot into the door at ease.

Although there are no lights here, the blue-shirted teenager's eyes are like torches, so the night can't stop him. The teenager scanned the room, and the whole room could only put a bed, but there were no beds, no tables and chairs in the room, but on the wall facing the door, there was a two-foot-high wooden niche similar to a shrine. The niche was very old. Although the room was dim, the teenager could still see spiders. The net hangs on the top of the niche. There is a small object that is rusty in the niche. This object is cast in bronze, the base is square, and the upper part looks like a pagoda. At the top of the pagoda, there is a dark red bead the size of a lychee like a dry blood bead, which is held up by a turquoise light two fingers away from the tip and floats quietly in the air. When the teenager saw the dark red beads, his eyes suddenly projected a light of excitement, with a trace of greed in his excitement.

"Is this what she told me last night?" The teenager muttered to himself.

"It's just that the place where the broken soul beads are sealed is so simple?" After excitement, the teenager meditated. Although there were some doubts in his mind, he did not find any clues in the hut after careful investigation.

"Wow!" There was a sound of dog barking in the village. Almost every family has dogs in this village, and it is not uncommon to have dogs barking. However, the dog barking reminds the teenager that time is running out. But when he clenched his silver teeth, he slowly walked to the niche. When the teenager approached the niche, the rusty things in the niche began to emit bronze light, which was dazzling and also illuminated the teenager's face.

The goal was close at hand, and the teenager had no time to care about anything else. He reached out to take down the bead, but no matter how hard he tried, the bead was firmly fixed in place as if it had been rooted and did not move. Seeing that time passed little by little, there seemed to be a strange noise outside, and sweat began to ooze from the teenager's forehead.

"This strange thing is not vulgar! I simply took this thing away together, but I don't know if it will cause any trouble for her..." The teenager gritted his teeth and reached out to pick up the tripod, which was not like the tower, and then quickly turned around and walked out of the door, not forgetting to cover the door when he went out.

The teenager returned the same way and soon came to the yard where he settled when he entered the ancestral hall, but when he raised his head to look for the initial gap, he was surprised to find that the boundary had returned to its original appearance. The whole ancestral hall, together with the teenager, was closed in this gossip boundary.

The teenager's eyes became cold, his ears moved, and he heard a voice that was imperceptible to ordinary people.

"Ambush?" He said coldly that this sentence was not like talking to himself, but more like to the people around him, but the whole ancestral hall was quiet, and it was clear that he was the only one.

"Luo Ri, why don't you put down the broken soul beads and turn back to the shore!" As soon as the teenager's voice fell, an equally cool voice like a fairy in the clouds came. Then, at the end of the corridor, two tall and short figures slowly came out of the darkness.

"The moon???" When the teenager Luo Ri heard the sound, he couldn't help but look stunned, but his eyes became much softer.

The two figures slowly approached Luo Ri, and at this time, several torches suddenly lit up in the courtyard of the whole ancestral hall. Luo Ri looked up and looked around. He suddenly found that on the roof of the ancestral hall, there were people holding torches and long bows and knives on their waists, and their eyes were full of hostility. It turned out that he was unconsciously under siege. Seeing this scene, the tenderness in Luo Ri's eyes gradually turned back to cold. He frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" The shorter figure behind Cangyue sneered, "Brother Gui Ming said that someone came to the ancestral hall to steal our things. Let's catch the thief!" The voice was extremely crisp, but it was a young child. Hearing this sound, the child should not be very old, at most six or seven years old, but the words are really sharp and mean.

Luo Ri's eyebrows were piled up higher. He looked coldly at the two people opposite: "Cangyue, do you really think you can take me with these characters on the roof of the wall?"

"Hmm!" The child hummed, "Thanks to my sister and I treating you as guests, but you have to steal in the middle of the night... It seems that Gui Ming is right that you are not a good person! Don't think that you can bully us if our father is gone. From now on, you will no longer be my brother Lori!"

"Xiaoshan, don't talk nonsense!" Cangyue frowned slightly and scolded. The moon in the shadow has given people a sense of aura, and she is even more beautiful under the lights. The girl, who looks only 17 or 18 years old, wears a white gauze, and the moon-white dress contrasts her skin tone, which makes her skin more gel. The long hair is dark and bright, reaching to the waist, and casually tied into a ponytail with a red head rope behind her head. Although there is no complicated bun and jewelry, this She is even more beautiful. The child behind her is even more cute. Although she is just wearing coarse clothes, it can be seen that the child's family education is good.

Cangyue has a tiger-skin arrow pot behind her back. There are only seven or eight long arrows in the pot, each of which is extremely sharp, and one of them is even more eye-catching. The whole body of the arrow was dark gold, and most of the arrow body was hidden in the arrow pot. It could not be seen what it was, but from the part that exposed the mouth of the pot, it could be seen that the whole arrow was carved into a dragon, and the arrow spit out from the dragon's mouth.

"Third Dragon Arrow!" After seeing the arrow, Luo Ri's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to his original appearance. He looked deeply at Cangyue and spit out a few words with difficulty, "You actually brought a turbid dragon arrow to deal with me... I think the bow in your hand must also be the Moon God Bow, right?"

The turbid dragon arrow and the moon god bow are ancient treasures. They are said to be the weapons used by Hou Yi to shoot the sun, with extremely magical and powerful power.

"If you put down what you have in your hand, why are you afraid of this moon bow and turbid dragon arrow?" Cangyue said that her eyes did not look at Luo Ri, but glanced over him and looked at the void behind him. The starlight in the moon's eyes is a little painful and a little absolute.

"Ha ha, joke, you knew from the beginning that I wanted this broken soul bead, but today you told me such a thing? Don't you know me?" Lori sneered.

"Maybe, I really don't know you..." Cangyue closed her eyes slightly, and there was a look of pain on her sad face. Her left hand trembled slightly. If you observe carefully, it can be seen that under the white gauze, there was a dark red blood scab on her left wrist, and her right hand held a moon-colored bow. This bow is simple and has no decoration. Compared with the bow in other people's hands, it is too simple. But this bow is unforgettable at a glance. The whole bow is as if it was stripped from the same object. It is moon white. From a distance, people who don't know it will think that the new moon in the sky has fallen into the world.

Hearing Cangyu's words, Luo Ri gritted his teeth, closed his mouth tightly, and hummed in his throat. Suddenly, he bounced up without warning and rushed to the crowd on the roof opposite him. When Luo began to rise, the whole crowd became restless.

"He rushed this way! Spread the net!" Someone shouted, and then heard the sound of the swish arrow feathers breaking through the air. Several men standing on the walls of the four courtyards shot an arrow, each with a hook at the end of the arrow, and a golden rope tied to the end of the hook. After the arrow rain missed it, the string was woven into a large gold net enough to cover the whole yard and spread their heads and face to Lori. Come here.

"Hum!" Looking at the net, Luo Ri sneered. He put what he brought from the hut into the leather bag on his left side, then crossed his hands, and a pair of silver hooks flashed at the golden net and waved it out. Chila! The big net woven with gold silk was cut like a piece of cloth under this silver hook, and it broke into thousands of pieces in an instant.

Luo Ri broke out of the net and waved the silver hook in his hand and rose to the sky. He was going to break the gossip boundary again and escape from here. At this moment, Luo Ri still does not want to kill anyone present. After all, half a month before that, he was warmly received by the villagers of Jiuli Village. He knew almost every face here, Xiao Mao's father, Xiaoli's brother...

"Don't force me, I just want to go!" Lori roared.

"Would you like to go? It's not that easy. Let's put down the treasures in my clan first!" At this time, a young voice in the crowd said coldly.

Luo Ri ignored the voice, but he already knew who was talking.

"Don't say you don't know!" The voice continued, "Brothers, kill him quickly. This man is a demon from the Blood Demon Sect. If you don't kill him, he will definitely become a great disaster for our clan in the future!" Moreover, if the matter of this treasure spreads, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for our Jiuli Village to be peaceful!"

Under the encouragement of this sound, the people around them shouted one after another. They pulled out their waist knives and rushed to Luo Ri. These people are all villagers of Jiuli Village and Cangyue. Usually, these people look like ordinary farmers. In fact, each of them is a well-trained warrior.

Lori didn't have time to react at all, and more than a dozen people rushed to him, and some of them were still talking to him during the day. Lori frowned. At this moment, he was still trying to avoid it.

Cangyue didn't expect things to turn into such a situation. She didn't even have time to say a word, and the group love was stirred up. She looked over the chaotic crowd and looked at the previous sound. In fact, she doesn't need to know who it is - Gui Ming. In the whole Jiuli Village, only Gui Ming is probably so hostile to Luo Ri.

The men waved their knives and fiercely cut Luo Ri. In their eyes, anyone who dares to offend Jiuli Village is their sworn enemy. Their unity and bravery is the reason why Jiuli Village has been able to stand unsway in troubled times for hundreds of years.

"Second-class the day after tomorrow, third-class the day after tomorrow..." Luo Ri weighed the strength of his opponents while holding back.

Dongsheng Shenzhou is a vast continent. This continent was originally rich in products, rich people, and happy people. However, for thousands of years, this originally rich continent has been in turmoil. In other words, it is a word of greed. When fragile lives succumb to the desperate struggle of war, natural disasters and plagues, people first prayed to God to bless China without war and protect their families with health and safety. However, the immortals seem to be very busy. When people find that their prayers are useless, they begin to fantasize about immortality like immortals, at least to be strong and healthy.

This is a world of true warriors. However, although the world wants to live a long life, mortals have a limited lifespan. Compared with some beasts, they are too weak. The road to become immortals is really far away and long. Often, they have died and returned to hell without waiting for practitioners to become immortals. Therefore, the intelligent ancients thought of a strong body. If the god cultivates the body first, refines the body, and then reaches a certain level, and then cultivates the soul, he can often get twice the result with half the effort, so the martial arts were born.

No one knows who the first warrior was, as if no one knows whether there is a chicken or an egg first.

The cultivation of martial artists is divided into six realms: acquired, congenital, spiritual silence, golden elixir, Yuanying and crossing. Among them, the acquired and congenital realms are divided into three stages: one, two layers and three levels. After arduous physical training, the practitioners' physical strength is enhanced, and when they reach the peak of the first level, they can lift 500 catties of heavy objects and walk vigorously. After breaking through the first layer and entering the second layer, their skin is more like a copper wall and iron wall, and ordinary knives, guns and sticks cannot enter; and if they are lucky enough to break through the second layer and enter the third level of the day after tomorrow, The practitioner can defeat a hundred and easily cut off hundreds of elite soldiers. At this time, the martial artist's practice has gradually changed from the deliberate tempering of the body to the agility and flexibility of his body and the flexibility of his moves. In the three stages of cultivation, each breakthrough can prolong people's life. According to the degree of cultivation of the practitioner, the life expectancy varies from several years to several decades.

Although there are countless martial artists in the world who are working hard on the road of seeking immortals, it is already one in ten thousand to reach the three levels of acquired, and those who can break through the acquired realm and enter the innate realm are even more rare. Although congenital warriors are also divided into three stages, the hierarchy of each stage is not obvious and there is no strict order. The innate realm has changed from the exercise of physical strength and flexibility to the cultivation of the inside, the so-called external training of muscles, bones and skin, and internal training. If the acquired realm is cultivated by the muscles and bones, then the innate realm is the inner breath of cultivation. The first layer of congenital majors in internal organs, so that it is not bad, and all kinds of diseases are invulnerable; the second layer of congenital is controlled by strong and weak breath, which can hold breath and not die for half a day; the third layer of congenital is majoring in blood, and when the second veins of the governor are opened, practitioners can not drink or eat, and endure hunger for hundreds of days without dying. It is very difficult to reach any of these three realms. If all three levels are connected, people will be out of the mortal world.

However, no matter how strong the body is, it will eventually be annihilated, and the ultimate purpose of cultivation is immortality. After breaking through the three layers of innate, you can get a glimpse of the immortality method and enter the spiritual silence stage. At that time, it changed from physical exercise to the cultivation of the heart and soul. After experiencing spiritual silence, golden elixir, Yuanying and disaster, the practitioners broke away from the name of human beings and turned into immortals, which are different from the acquired and innate realms. Spiritual silence and each subsequent Each realm is divided into seven levels.

There are thousands of people in the world. Everyone is willing to live but not die. Youth is not old, but how many people can really do it? Therefore, those who can step into the stage of spiritual silence are already immortals in the eyes of the world, let alone practitioners after spiritual silence. Throughout the ages, only a few of the thousands of practitioners in Dongsheng Shenzhou have stood out and reached the realm of Jindan and Yuanying, and these people have been remembered in the annals and hearts of later generations, such as swaggering monks, Kunlun masters, and ghost demon kings...

Although cultivation is so difficult, Luo Ri saw at least three acquired three-level martial artists among these more than a dozen men. How can this not surprise him? However, he was surprised. As a congenital first-class warrior, Luo Ri doesn't pay attention to these people. At this moment, he is just restraining, and Luo Ri is unwilling to easily hurt the people of Cangyue.

In the chaos, Luo Ri secretly glanced at the moon. Once upon a time, even after Cangyue led the crowd to surround herself, she was the most perfect goddess in his mind, but now, his goddess looked at him coldly outside the crowd, allowing the clan to attack him, and Lori's heart was cold.

If the heart is cold, the mind will be extinct.

Lodge suddenly roared, and his eyes suddenly turned red and cold.

"You forced me!" Lori said coldly. His eyes crossed the crowd and stared at the one in the crowd - Gui Ming.