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Over the past year, Shi Hao's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. He can now lift a boulder weighing 60,000 jin with his bare body.

Keep in mind, this was only a six-year-old child, and when he did this, everyone in the village was stunned.

Moreover, he is still refining his skills in bone script, and his mastery is already extremely profound. At this rate of growth, it's hard to imagine what level he will reach!
True cultivation is not just about tempering the physical body, but also about comprehending the original runes and touching the origin of heaven and earth. Otherwise, no matter how strong the physical body is, it will be difficult to reach the peak.

True supreme beings do not distinguish between physical body and bone inscriptions. When tempering their physical body, mysterious patterns are generated, transforming into fragments of the Great Dao that merge into their flesh and blood, becoming inseparable. When cultivating bone inscriptions, they transform into divine light, nourishing their flesh and blood, and forging them into one.

Later generations gradually realized these things, so in the initial stage they tried to make the physical body and bone script as inseparable as possible, turning them into a whole for cultivation.

Of course, this path is extremely difficult. Even in a village of a few hundred people or a large town of thousands, it is very difficult for someone to embark on the path of spiritual practice.

Reaching the Blood Transformation Realm is the first stage of truly embarking on the path of cultivation. Generally speaking, it's considered good if even one person from a tribe of tens of thousands of people can achieve this, because the conditions are too harsh and this path is very difficult to traverse.

This realm requires mobilizing the essence and blood of the entire body, rolling like thunder, melting the bone inscriptions, and stimulating divine light in the blood, thereby tempering the creation of heaven and earth and nourishing the physical body.

Simply put, the Blood Transformation Realm is the condensation of blood and runes, which transforms into divine light, nourishes the physical body, seizes the creation of heaven and earth, strengthens oneself, and thus achieves the purpose of cultivation.

The destructive power possessed by the early stage of the Blood Moving Realm was already astonishing, easily suppressing people like Shi Linhu and Shi Feijiao, who possessed the divine strength of five or six thousand catties with a single swing of their arms.

If we have to measure it numerically, the early stage of the Blood Moving Realm must have at least 8,000 jin of destructive power!
Little Dot only entered the Blood-Moving Realm after integrating the runes into his flesh and blood and transforming them into divine light, continuously absorbing the divine essence of heaven and earth like an eternal divine furnace.

As for the cultivation of the "Red Bright Nine Heavens Diagram", Shi Yuntao did not urge the children to complete the transformation of reversing their innate nature as soon as possible.

As the creator of the cultivation method, he knew very well that the deeper the foundation accumulated before the transformation, the greater the benefits gained after reversing one's innate nature.

Therefore, he hopes that the children can activate the bloodline of the Immortal King through the "Crimson Bright Nine Heavens Diagram", then break through the extreme realm of 100,000 jin of Blood Transport, and then undergo a transformation that reverses their innate nature.

In this way, every one of these children in Ishimura will transform into the most outstanding first generation!
In the past two years, Shi Hao has made rapid progress. He has thoroughly studied the collection of bone books gathered by the old patriarch, Shi Ziling, and Shi Yuntao, achieving a profound level of expertise. He has reached the pinnacle of his skill and is about to break through to another realm.

Shi Yuntao didn't let him do that because the little guy's cultivation speed was too fast. At such a young age, he had already completed the path that many people take in a lifetime, which was unbelievable.

At this stage, we need to help Shi Hao solidify his foundation.

"You damned monkey, stop right there!"

Inside Stone Village, a burly woman chased after a giant golden ball carrying a hundred-pound beast leg as it fled, rolling on the ground in a comical manner, all the while rapidly gnawing on it.

Incredibly, it was only a little over three inches tall, but by the time it reached the edge of the village, it had already stuffed over 100 pounds of smoked meat into its belly, leaving only a large bone.

In one year, Zhu Yan, which was originally a statue at the village entrance, has once again transformed into a fist-sized golden monkey, just like in the original story.

It wasn't that Zhu Yan suffered any serious injury, but rather that after a year of cultivating the Fossil Heaven Technique, Zhu Yan had used the power of heaven and earth to enhance the concentration and origin of its bloodline, making it extremely powerful.

Now, Zhu Yan is undergoing Nirvana to strengthen its foundation and gain greater potential. Although it may appear unchanged, its bloodline has surpassed that of the past, reverting to the ancestral form of the Primordial Demon Ape.

"You damn monkey, can't you go to another place? This is the sixth time in half a month!" The middle-aged woman's voice was like a lion's roar as she snatched a large bone more than half a meter long and smacked it on the head.

With a "clang," sparks flew, as if striking iron and stone, producing a clanging sound. The fist-sized golden sphere looked innocent, blinking its big eyes, neither fighting back nor arguing back.

"Aunt Tiger, it's not a monkey, it's a Zhu Yan," the little one corrected, grabbing the golden ball by the tail and lifting it upside down.

"That's right, it's disgusting, even pigs would hate it!" The middle-aged woman was indignant. She hit the creature again with a large bone, but she couldn't move it at all, it was like hitting a blacksmith.

"Little Zhu, you've stolen from the whole village in the past two weeks, and your little tummy is still not full?" Shi Hao tugged at its ear.

"Squeak..." The golden sphere protested, clearly dissatisfied with the name.

"It's not the 'pig' of 'tree pig,' it's the 'Zhu' of 'Zhu Yan.' If you don't like it, I'll just call you 'Fur Ball,'" Xiao Shihao laughed, letting it roll around in his palm.

The golden Zhu Yan was furious. "What kind of names are these? Pig and ball, it doesn't like them at all."

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As night fell, the willow trees at the village entrance suddenly emitted a halo of light, enveloping the entire stone village, just as they had done every night in the vast mountains.

It had been dormant for over a year before this finally ended.

"The Willow Goddess has been revived!" the villagers exclaimed.

Everyone from Shicun came, and they performed the ritual with utmost piety and sincerity, expressing their deepest respect.

The little one blinked his big eyes, clenched his little fists, and then asked timidly, "Goddess Liu, can you help me see what's in my subconscious? I want to know what happened back then."

He was very nervous. In fact, he had asked Shi Ziling many times, but all he got in return was silence. Shi Ziling and his wife did not want Shi Hao to be immersed in such hatred.

"can."

The willow tree responded to those two words simply.

Upon hearing Liu Shen's reply, Shi Ziling opened his mouth slightly, but ultimately did not speak to stop him. He understood that Shi Hao had grown up and had his own ideas, and he felt both gratified and heartbroken.

The charred willow wood emitted a hazy mist that spread outwards, like chaos, making the whole world seem silent, as if we had arrived at the beginning of time.

Everyone was shocked. In the past, only one willow branch was glowing, but now even the broken trunk had changed, producing such an amazing sight. They involuntarily stepped back.

"Squeak..."

The fist-sized furball darted out with a "whoosh," screeching as it nearly fell into the lake. Its big eyes widened as it watched from afar.

The clansmen all avoided the area, leaving only a tiny figure at the village entrance, gradually shrouded in mist, indistinct and difficult to see clearly. Little Shi Hao remained motionless, as if standing at the end of the world, surrounded by chaotic energy. Scenes he had once seen but could not remember due to his young age, hidden in his subconscious, reappeared before his eyes.

"The Supreme Ruler, the very beginning of the people. The Imperial System was established, and the moral order was established. The Five Virtues changed hands, and he received the mandate and the mandate..."

A grand sound resounded throughout the heavens and earth, solemn and majestic; it was a scene like something out of a myth.

A colossal altar, towering into the clouds, exudes an ancient and weathered aura, as if it has existed for hundreds of millions of years. It is engraved with various ancient images, including the sun, moon, stars, primordial beasts, ancient people, and deities, which are awe-inspiring.

The altar was magnificent and boundless, surpassing even mountains, surrounded by clouds. On it lay the corpses of ancient remnants, their blood flowing down and onto the patterns. In addition, there were strange divine treasures and rare precious medicines... This was a national sacrifice to the heavens!

A golden sun emanated an extremely powerful aura, so intense that it blinded people. In the center stood a terrifying figure, illuminating the entire sky. Like a celestial emperor, he looked down upon heaven and earth, his golden blood energy naturally radiating outwards, creating this extraordinary phenomenon.

This is the ancient emperor, who ruled over countless miles of land and rivers, and is now personally offering sacrifices to Heaven with utmost solemnity.

Behind him stood a group of powerful royal family members, each exuding an imposing aura, their eyes flashing like lightning. Behind them were various feudal lords and countless ministers.

This group alone numbered in the tens of thousands, coming from different fiefdoms. Each and every one of them was a terrifyingly powerful figure who commanded respect in their respective regions, and the aura they exuded made the heavens and earth tremble.

Further behind was an endless army, truly boundless. No one knew how many people there were, filling the entire land. Even standing on the altar, one could not see the end.

A feudal lord governs hundreds of millions of people, and none of them are simple figures. With so many ministers and nobles gathered together, even if they lead a small force to offer sacrifices to heaven, it would still be astonishing.

The entire nation held a ceremony to worship Heaven, a grand and unimaginable spectacle, resembling a scene from a myth!
On the other side, the families of some important figures also participated in this grand sacrificial ceremony, bathing in the sacred, ocean-like light. Among them was a young woman holding an infant still in swaddling clothes. The child was laughing happily, constantly reaching out his little hands, and his big eyes were very similar to those of Xiao Shihao.

Under the willow tree, the little one paused, lost in thought.

The scene of offering sacrifices to heaven disappeared, and other scenes appeared.

The vast lake, with its clear, azure waters, is incredibly beautiful and imbued with a rich spiritual energy, making it an ideal place for cultivation. Numerous rare birds and beasts roam its shores, including many ancient species.

Such a sacred lake is one that ordinary people would not dare to approach.

In the distance, tens of thousands of fierce cavalrymen rode atop powerful beasts, their armor gleaming. Divine spears pointed skyward, their cold metallic sheen radiating a chilling aura. They stood motionless, on guard, for ahead lay a king hunting.

The shores of the sacred lake are inhabited by terrifying remnants and descendants of divine birds, making it a forbidden zone that ordinary people must not approach, or they will surely meet a deadly end.

Meanwhile, hundreds of people were enjoying the scenery and hunting, fearless and full of blood and energy, so powerful that it made people tremble!
A flock of brightly colored birds of prey inhabited the sacred lake. When disturbed, they became enraged. Each bird was six or seven meters long, and its feathers glowed as if they were burning with divine flames.

In particular, one of the bird kings was seventeen or eighteen meters long, its body shimmering with five-colored divine light, its wings dazzlingly beautiful, and surrounded by a divine light that made tens of thousands of iron cavalry in the distance tremble.

With a long cry, it burst forth with divine light that soared into the sky, startling countless fierce cavalry into retreating, its power shaking the sacred lake.

"Haha... What a magnificent phoenix! It's actually a powerful remnant species, with the blood of an ancient divine bird flowing through its veins. It's truly a rare and precious medicine! Watch how I shoot it down!" An old man laughed.

He took out a giant bow, its body black, its string forged from dragon tendons, emanating a chilling killing intent. In an instant, he drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and shot it into the sky like a full moon.

"chi"

The arrow, once shot out, resembled a dragon soaring into the sky, emitting bursts of wind and thunder, and radiating boundless light, swaying with endless divine brilliance as it rushed towards the phoenix.

With a deafening roar, a thunderclap exploded in the sky as the arrow collided with the descendant of the ancient divine bird, unleashing an endless burst of light that transformed into an energy storm.

With a furious roar, this powerful ancient species was injured and dared not fight again. It transformed into a five-colored divine light and rushed into the clouds, about to escape.

"Where do you think you're going!" The old man drew his bow again and fired another divine arrow, which drew a terrifying trajectory. The beam of light pierced the sky and disappeared into the clouds. With a "plop," blood rained down and the phoenix fell to the ground.

"Fifteenth Prince, I never imagined your archery skills were divine! You shot down a powerful phoenix with just two arrows. Anyone else would have had to go through a fierce battle. Such skill will definitely shake the capital once again," an elderly man exclaimed in admiration.

The old man who shot the ancient remnant laughed heartily, and then personally took action, using a silver knife to cut open the body of the divine bird's descendant, releasing the rarest and most precious blood, collecting more than half a bowl, which contained most of the bird's essence.

He strode towards a young couple; the man was tall and imposing, the woman was beautiful, and they were holding an infant in their arms.

"My dear grandson, come and taste the precious blood of the divine bird. In the future, you will surely surpass your grandfather and your father." The old man took out a jade chopstick, dipped it in a few drops of crystal-clear blood, and put it into the baby's mouth.

"Father, Hao'er is still so young, is he alright?" The young couple tried to dissuade him.

"It's alright!" The old man waved his hand and forcefully fed the baby several large drops of divine bird blood. The baby did not resist and sucked hard, its eyes bright and even smiling, which amazed everyone watching.

“Our royal lineage is truly at its peak in this generation, producing many outstanding talents. This little one may not be much worse than Yi’er. In the future, he may be able to suppress the eight wastelands and intimidate all the races.” An older man spoke up.

When the name "Yi'er" is mentioned, everyone looks at the child with loving and caring smiles, because he is extraordinary. He was born with double pupils, one eye with two pupils, which is an unusual feature of ancient sages.

This is a child of about three years old, standing not far away, looking this way. Although he is young, he is very composed. He has four pupils, which are full of light and have a faint sense of majesty that is inconsistent with his age.

In ancient times, those with double pupils were considered saints or gods. The few who appeared were all extraordinary figures who shook the world.

Shi Yi was discovered to have double pupils as soon as he was born, which naturally caused a great stir in the clan. Everyone had high hopes for him. In fact, he was truly extraordinary, a prodigy who learned everything very quickly, far surpassing his peers.

“Although our lineage is that of kings, as members of the royal family, we also have royal blood flowing through our veins. According to the rules, we are entitled to compete for the throne,” an old man said.

Everyone turned their attention to Shi Yi again, having high expectations for him!
"Eeya..." The baby in the swaddling clothes cried softly, its little face rosy, smiling at everyone, looking adorable.

Everyone smiled, and an old man said:
"Of course, our Xiao Hao is very well-behaved and extraordinary. In the future, he can become your brother's right-hand man and will surely become a king or nobleman."

Is this where I lived when I was a child?
Shi Hao thought to himself. (End of Chapter)