Chapter 1 Mountain Village Boy
Xuanhuang Continent!
Dingjia Village is a small mountain village in Nanyuan County, Chu State, Xuanhuang Continent. The village is built on the mountain, and the houses in the village are made of blue stone and round wood in the mountains.
The size of the village is not large, with only 50 or 60 households and more than 200 people.
The villagers in the village are all surnamed Ding, and they are all descendants left by an ancestor, so they are very united.
There are more than 1,000 mu of Yamada in the village, with wheat grown in autumn and mace in summer. Because it is a Yamada, the land is not very fertile, and the grain yield is not very high.
Fortunately, the villagers are hardworking and hard-working. In addition, Dingjia Village is located in a remote location. The court officials think that it is remote and has little oil and water, so they don't come to strip it too much. On the contrary, you can lose some surplus food, and you can eat three meals.
In addition, with his back to the mountain forest, he went into the mountain to cut two bundles of dry firewood in his spare time, caught a few small beasts, and pulled more cars to the distant market. Dry firewood is sold to restaurants, and animal skins are sold to leather shops for some cloth, soju and so on. Life is also stable.
It's the middle of August again, and the jade sting in the ground will mature in another month. This year, the weather is beautiful, the wind and rain are smooth, the crops are thriving, and the adults in the village have more hopeful smiles on their faces.
However, the more it is at this time, the more we should protect the fruits of labor. The birds in the sky and the beasts in the forest will come to make trouble.
The birds in the sky are easy to prevent, and a few more grasses in the ground can scare them; wild boars and mountain bades in the forest are the biggest scourges.
Often, three or five wild boars can make the crops on 20 or 30 mu of land in a mess in one night.
Therefore, at this time, the men in the village will form patrols, set up huts in the field, and guard against wild boars with hunting forks and knives and sticks at night.
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One day at dusk, the sun sets, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.
On a dirt road outside Dingjia Village, a huge pile of firewood moved towards the entrance of the village against the red glow in the sky.
Each branch log has the thickness of an adult's arm and is tightly tied together by a rope thick egg, which is more than five feet high. Under the firewood stack is a young body that is only more than four feet tall.
The face can't be seen at the age of eight or nine. The face is angular, and the sword eyebrows are star-eyed. Due to the load on the back, the face is red.
I'm afraid this pile of firewood is not more than 300 catties, but this teenager, who is only eight or nine years old, does not give people the feeling of being too reluctant. Step forward firmly step by step.
Slowly came to the entrance of the village. Under a thick and thin banyan tree at the entrance of the village, several people wore coarse cloth short coats and stood on their heads. A teenager of ten years old saw it and jumped around.
——"Ayang is back. I've been waiting for you for a long time..."
-"Wow! Ayang's strength is strong again. This load of firewood--ah, no, this stack of firewood is more than last time..."
-"Ayang, are you tired..."
............
"Ayang!"
The tallest teenager came to the front, and the other children's voices suddenly went down.
"Let me help you." The tall teenager said.
The teenager named Ayang shook his head, smiled and said:
"No, Brother Li! Wait here. I'll go home and put down the firewood."
Looking at the teenager walking into the village with a pile of firewood on his back, several teenagers gathered together and talked about it:
"Hey! Ayang's strength is strong again..."
"Yes! Seeing that this load of firewood weighs 300 catties, even Uncle Niu, who has the greatest strength in our village, may not be able to carry it.
"Uncle Niu can carry it, and he may not be able to carry it back from the woods. What about seven or eight miles..."
"If only I had the strength of Ayang... Ouch! Brother Li, why did you hit me?
Brother Li's name is Ding Li. He is 11 years old this year, but he is 14 or 15 years taller. He is the son of Ding Changyong, the head of the village, and the children of the same age in the village are all looking forward to him.
Ding Li knocked on the head of the teenager named Ding Shun, ignored him, and turned around and sat on a blue stone under the tree.
After the tea time, a running footsteps came. The teenager named Ayang ran this way, holding two black dough cakes in his hand, and filling them into his mouth as he ran.
Running to the front, both dough cakes also entered the belly. Ding Yang came to Ding Li and said:
"Brother Li! I'm coming. Let's go."
There are five teenagers who are about ten years old, the oldest Ding Li, who is eleven years old; the youngest is Ding Yang, who is only eight years old this year; the other three are ten years old, called Ding Shun, Ding Gan and Ding Zhan.
Several people were summoned by Ding Li to patrol and guard like adults to prevent wild boar tree and other animals from destroying crops. Ding Li gave their five-person team a very imposing name - "Young Grain Protection Team"!
When Ding Ligang put forward his idea, the elders in the village all objected, for fear of danger in case of encountering wild boars.
There is an ancient saying in the mountains: "One pig, two bears and three tigers." The tiger is known as the king of the mountain. It is fierce and powerful, with a tiger roar, the mountain forest shakes, and the beasts are scared.
But once you encounter a wild boar that is enraged and crazy, even if there are only three or five, the tiger will have to avoid it. This shows the horror of wild boars.
Even if the prime of the village encounters wild boars, they only scare them and dare not compete with them head-on. What's more, a group of children.
Ding Li's efforts are useless. In the end, he has to say:
"Ayang will patrol with us."
Who knows that when he said this, this matter turned out to be. This makes Ding Li, who is proud of his ability, very depressed.
Ayang's name is Ding Yang, and he is only eight years old this year. Ding Yang's father died when Ding Yang was just one year old, relying on his mother's hard work to bring him up.
Ding Yang was also an ordinary child when he was a child, and there was nothing unusual. It's just that after the age of three, he suddenly became surprisingly strong. At the age of three and a half, he could lift a hundred catties of stones, which shocked the villagers. They thought that there was a demon, and almost burned Ding Yang to death as a demon.
For good, when the village head Ding Changyong was young, he followed the caravan around the State of Chu and saw a lot of the world. I know that there is a kind of martial arts practitioners outside, and there is a talent. It was not easy to convince the villagers that Dingyang was normal.
Later, everyone saw that Ding Yang had no other abnormality except that his strength was greater than that of ordinary people, so they slowly accepted Ding Yang.
With the increase of age, Ding Yang's strength increases day by day. By the time Ding Yang was seven years old, he was already able to lift 500 pounds of boulder at a time. In terms of strength alone, no one in Dingjia Village could compare with him.
So Ding Yang is only eight years old, but with him and the teenagers, people feel much more relieved.
............
In a valley deep in Dayuan Mountain, the valley is in a dangerous situation, surrounded by ferocious black boulders.
The figures on the cliff flashed. With the sound of several weapons hitting, mixed with a few angry shouts, there were suddenly a few figures in the silent valley.
A middle-aged man in blue, with a tall body and falcon-like eyes flashing with compelling light.
Holding a long knife more than four feet long and full of wolf teeth on its back, the serrated teeth shone with blue light, which made people shudder.
The three people around the strong men in blue are all in officer costumes, wearing black iron swallow-winged helmets, black lock armor, and a cyan cloak on their backs.
It's just that the armor on the three of them is damaged to varying degrees, and the cloak is also damaged, showing the fierceness of the fight.
The eyes of the man in blue slowly passed through the faces of the three black armored men and said in a low voice:
"Zhao Wuyan, Wei Wushen, Yi Wugui, you three chased me for five days and five nights, and there have been several fights. If you are not tired, I'm still tired. Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
The officer named Zhao Wuyan held a fine iron dragon whip and pointed to the man in blue and shouted:
"Yan Tieyi! If you can't run away, hand over the [Blood Dragon]. I, Nanyuan, eight hundred black armor guards, have set up the [Crowing Dragon Flying Sky] array, with a radius of 500 miles, and you can't run out at all.
Yan Tieyi, a man in blue, laughed wildly:
"Hahahaha, the three major cities of Heijiawei under the command of Song Tiankang, the governor of Nanyuan County, are at the beginning of Yijinjing. In the eyes of others, you are still human. In my eyes, the three of you are rubbish.
As soon as he said this, the faces of the three people showed an angry look.
Yan Tie's long knife stood in front of him:
"As for your group of black armor guards who have made a big array of bullshit, it's just the miscellaneous pieces of bone training. I've killed 57, 800, and I'll kill them all soon."
A trace of sadness appeared on the faces of Zhao Wuyan, Wei Wushen and Yi Wugui, and soon flashed a remorse.
Yan Tieyi seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face changed:
"Good courage! You guys just want to hold me back and wait for other masters to come. Damn it! I won't play with you, kill!"
-Blood Shadow Flame Cut
Yan Tie shouted loudly.
With a wave of the long knife, a scene of bright red blood-like light and shadow swings from the blood shadow knife, and the blood light is permeated. Yan Tie is like a demon god, and his hair is blown up.
Wei Wusang, Zhao Wuyan and Yi Wugui's faces changed greatly. Wei Wusang's snake spear, Zhao Wuyan's dragon whip, and Yi Wugui's eight-edged golden hammer all took action.
- Dragon-killing God Gun!
- split the mountain and break the mountain whip!
- Star and Moon Chasing Wind Hammer!
All three of them are masters of the initial stage of Yijinjing. They do it with all their strength. The whole body is really bulging, and their arms are doubled.
Puff——
Zhao Wuyan, Yi Wugui and Wei Wushou all sprayed blood and staggered back.
Zhao Wuyan lost his voice and exclaimed: the peak of Yijinjing——
Yan Tie stabbed three people one by one, his face was white, his body spread, and he swept straight to the depths of the valley.
All of a time! A green light flashed in mid-air, under the cover of a strong murderous atmosphere.
Yan Tieyi's heart was in great danger. His eyes were wide open, and a shocking roar burst out in his mouth, and the blood shadow knife flirted with all his strength.
With a bang——
Dozens of thick century-old trees cut off their waists, and the crowns of branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun fell down.
- Prun!
Countless birds were frightened and fled. Countless rabbits, macaques, squirrels and other animals screamed, and some were even directly stunned.
- Poo!
Yan Tie spewed out a puff of blood in his mouth, flew ten feet backwards, and broke four or five big trees. The blood light of the blood shadow knife also faded.
"Marrow washing--"
"Song Tian-Gang--"
Yan Tie was about to crack his courage. With the momentum of flying backwards, he suddenly turned around and flew away.
Bi came to the sky, and a distance of dozens of feet flashed, like a Thunderbolt, and it was bound to cut Yan Tie under the sword.
Yan Tie suddenly burst out a desperate sad cry, and a bloody fog suddenly enveloped him.
The blood fog dissipated, and Yan Tieyi had disappeared. Only a piece of blood stain was left on the ground, and one of the left arm in the blood was broken.
The blue light flew around the air and fell into the hands of a middle-aged man in a bright red brocade official robe and a golden crown. But it is a green and antique sword.
The man in red is about forty-five or forty-six years old, with heavy ears, a face like crown jade, five wisps of short chasture, and bright eyes, full of nobleness.
With a swish, Zhao Wuyan, Wei Wushang and Yi Wuji came to the man in red and stopped, stood upright and shouted in unison:
See the Governor-
The official man in red is the boss of the three people: the governor of Nanyuan County, the strong man who washes the marrow, Song Tianqiang.
Song Tian's robe sleeves were raised, and a white porcelain bottle flew to Zhao Wuyan's hand:
"The three of you were injured by Yan Tieyi just now. These are three [back breath pills]. You can recover in an hour after taking it."
Song Tian's sword eyebrows raised, and his expression was not angry and self-righteous:
"Yan Tieyi has been seriously injured by me. He broke his arm and used his "blood escape and magic power" to escape. However, he couldn't run too far. He ordered 800 black armor guards and the garrison of various prefectures and counties to search for the surrounding area of 500 miles, and must find the thief Yan Tieyi!"
The three of them answered loudly:
"I respect the Governor's Order!"
A trace of fanaticism flashed in Song Tian's eyes and said loudly:
"Remember! As long as you can find [Blood Dragon], this side of the people will be left to you to live and kill.