Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

The childish voice was full of anger and unwillingness. After saying that, the little one twisted and ran towards the lightning-struck tree not far away. The lightning-struck tree was the sacred tree of Shi Village. It was said to have mysterious power and had protected Shi Village for many years.

"Hand over the treasure bone!" The leaders of the four forces, the Golden Wolf Tribe, Luofu Lake, Purple Mountain, and Thunder Clan, shouted at the same time, their voices echoing in the sky like thunder. Their eyes flashed with greed, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, ready to grab the treasure bone at any time.

Hearing this, Shi Yunfeng reluctantly but helplessly threw the Suanni bone into the air, then stepped aside, with a flash of pain and despair in his eyes. "Go grab it yourself." His voice was full of helplessness and grief, as if he was a helpless old man who watched his child being taken away but could do nothing.

The eyes of the leaders of the four forces lit up, and two beams of light shot out at the same time. However, just as they were about to fight for it, a figure faster than them appeared in the air. The figure was like lightning, so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. He grabbed the big bone and then put it away somewhere. This sudden change made the people of the four forces stunned. They didn't expect that someone could snatch the precious bone so easily under their noses.

"Who is it?" Jiao Peng roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness. He looked around, searching for the mysterious figure, but found nothing. The people from the other three forces were also shocked. They didn't expect that someone could snatch the treasure bone under the noses of the four major forces. This was simply a provocation to them.

The villagers of Shi Village also stared at this scene with wide eyes, their hearts filled with surprise and confusion. Who was that mysterious figure? Why did he take away the precious bone? Was he an enemy or a friend? For a moment, the whole Shi Village fell into silence, with only the breeze blowing, making the leaves rustle.

At this time, Jiang Han stood in the crowd, his eyes flickering slightly. He had already sensed the aura of the mysterious figure, but he was still a little unpredictable. He knew that the fight for the Suanni Bone had just begun, and more forces would intervene and more troubles would arise. As a powerful Saint of the Nine Stars, although he did not have the power of the Zhenzhen Fruit yet, he would not sit idly by. He decided to stay in Shi Village to see how the fight would develop, and at the same time protect the villagers of Shi Village from further harm.

After the people from the four forces came to their senses, they began to look for the mysterious figure. The whole Shi Village instantly became lively, with shouts and quarrels. Shi Yunfeng sighed helplessly, looking at the chaotic scene, his heart full of worries. He didn't know what the future of Shi Village would be like, and what would happen to the ownership of the Suanni's precious bones, but the only thing he could do was to lead the villagers of Shi Village and bravely face everything that was going to happen.

In the following time, various forces launched a fierce search in Shi Village. They searched every corner of the village, but still could not find any trace of the mysterious figure. And the mysterious figure seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth, disappearing without a trace.

At the same time, the news about the robbery of the Suanni's precious bones spread quickly throughout the Xuanhuang Continent, attracting the attention of countless forces and powerful people. More and more forces rushed to Shi Village, wanting to participate in the fight for the precious bones. A bigger storm was quietly brewing.

Shi Village, this originally peaceful little village, is now at the center of a storm, facing an unprecedented crisis. How will Jiang Han, Shi Yunfeng, Xiaobudian and the villagers of Shi Village deal with this crisis? Who will eventually get the Suanni Bone? All of this is still an unknown, waiting for time to reveal.

"It was the benefactor who took action!" Old Man Shi from the east end of Shi Village held his pipe tightly, his fingers trembling slightly with excitement, and the sparks in the pipe flickered in the twilight. Several young and strong villagers beside him stood on tiptoe, and saw a green shadow like a startled wild goose flying across the sky, drawing a smooth arc in the sky full of precious light. It was Jiang Han who had just been treating Shi Shoushan's injuries in front of the stone house.

"Does he also want the Suanni bone? But if he gets it, I have no objection." The young Shi Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the surging rune light in the air, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. He still remembered the scene three days ago when he saw Jiang Han catch Shi Shoushan falling from the cliff with one hand. The cyan-gold lines on his arms were clearly the symbol of the legendary martial arts sect.

"Of course, he saved Shoushan's life, and he is the savior of our Shi Village!" The speaker was Shi Shoushan's wife Liu, who was holding her husband who had just woken up, with tears in her eyes. "Even if he didn't rob us and asked us directly for it, I believe the village chief would give it to him." The villagers around nodded, their eyes full of gratitude and awe - this mysterious outsider, in their hearts, was no longer a passerby, but a patron saint in times of crisis.

"But it's not easy to keep the Suanni's bones from these forces." The elder Shi Mingyuan stroked his white beard, his eyes fixed on the four aggressive groups of people at the entrance of the village. The one-horned horse of the Golden Wolf Tribe was gnawing on the locust tree at the entrance of the village, revealing the white bones where the bark peeled off; the Jiaopeng in Luofu Lake was slapping the ground with its tail fin, and every blow splashed mud blocks as high as a foot; the old man in Zishan was playing with the shrunken animal bone treasure, and the purple air condensed into a ferocious animal head at his fingertips; the people of the Thunder Tribe were surrounded by small arcs of electricity, roasting the nearby weeds and making crackling sounds.

"Eh? Where did my benefactor hide the precious bone? Does he have a treasure on him?" Shi Qing's brother Shi Hu suddenly pointed at the sky and exclaimed. Jiang Han did not put the precious bone into his arms after grabbing it. Instead, a white light flashed in his palm, and the precious bone disappeared as if it merged into the light and shadow. Only the faint luster from the cuffs hinted at the existence of the precious bone.

In the open space in the center of Shi Village, all eyes were focused on Jiang Han. The man, who always wore a green cloth gown, stood with his hands behind his back. The hem of his gown fluttered in the wind, revealing the mountain and river patterns embroidered on the hem - that was the emblem of the ancient gods of Xuanhuang Continent. Chief Shi Yunfeng clenched the bronze scepter in his hand, and the lion totem carved on the top of the scepter was slightly hot. He suddenly remembered his grandfather's last words: "If a green-clothed guest comes to visit with the mountain and river patterns, he must be treated as the most precious treasure of the tribe."

"My benefactor, they are all powerful men in this area, and they are not easy to mess with!" Shi Yunfeng stepped forward with his head held high, but his voice softened unconsciously, "In my opinion, you should give up the precious bones and let them fight for them." The little guy behind him was not happy, and was holding the trunk of the lightning-struck wood at the entrance of the village and shaking it desperately: "God Liu, aren't you protecting us? They are all bad guys, and they want to steal the big bones in the village. You should drive them away quickly!" The charred tree trunk with a diameter of more than ten meters did not move at all, only the newly sprouted green branches on the top swayed gently, sweeping a fluorescent light across the little guy's nose.

"Who are you? What's your relationship with Shi Village?" Jiao Peng's roar broke the brief silence. The overlord of Luofu Lake crushed three bluestone slabs, and a Jiao Peng phantom appeared behind him, and the strong wind brought by the tip of his wings blew the hair of the nearby villagers upside down. The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe was even more direct. Purple air surged above his head, and a three-meter-tall one-horned wolf phantom tore through the space, and blood was still hanging on the wolf's fangs. "Where did you hide the Suanni's precious bone!" The leader of the Thunder Clan took the lead, and a black thunder ball as big as a bowl exploded in his palm. Countless tiny arcs of electricity moved like living things, plowing deep grooves on the ground. The old man Zishan followed closely behind, and the purple light in his palm was so strong that he condensed a mini sun in the void. The surface was burning with liquid purple flames, and the air made a crisp sound like glass breaking wherever it passed.

Shi Yunfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he recognized that it was Zishan's entry-level move "Burning Sky Purple Sun" - just the entry-level move made his chest feel stuffy. Even more terrifying was Jiao Peng's attack: his left hand pinched out an ancient spell, and a prehistoric fierce dragon composed of light patterns broke out of the water, the reverse scales on the dragon's head flashed with cold light, and each scale reflected the terrified villagers of Shi Village.

The attacks from all four directions reached Jiang Han's head almost at the same time, forming an airtight strangulation array. Everyone in Shi Village subconsciously closed their eyes, but the little guy was picking at the bark of the lightning-struck tree, peeking through his fingers to see a scene that he would never forget:
Jiang Han raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a solid blue-gold airflow gushed out from his sleeves. It was the long-lost "True Martial Qi" of Xuanhuang Continent. The black lightning that was the first to bear the brunt of the airflow melted away like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun. Before the Thunder Clan leader's horrified expression could fully unfold, Jiang Han's fingertips swept across the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Ten thousand swords pointing to the sky!"

With a deep shout, the dragon sword in Jiang Han's hand suddenly burst into a thousand-foot green light. The green dragon totem on the hilt suddenly came alive, and a dragon roar was heard between the opening and closing of the dragon's eyes. The shadow of the unicorn of the Golden Wolf Tribe collapsed on the spot as the sound wave reached. What was even more amazing was that dense sword beams emerged in the void, each of which was wrapped in a mountain-like pressure, and as soon as it appeared, it cut Jiao Peng's fierce dragon light pattern into pieces.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—”

The blade beams swept through the four directions like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Just as Jiao Peng's wings were about to spread, they were pierced by three blade beams at the same time, and his huge body exploded into blood mist in the air; the leader of the Thunder Clan tried to summon thunderclouds to protect his body, but saw the blade beam directly penetrate his defense runes, leaving a blood hole as big as a fingernail between his eyebrows; the Burning Sky Purple Sun of the Purple Mountain old man was cut into 17 pieces by the blade beams, and each piece made an unwilling whine in the air; even the leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe, whose real body had been hidden behind the shadow, was slashed by the blade beam from the throat, and he remained shocked until his death.

The open space of Shi Village fell into an eerie silence. The masters of the four major forces, who were so arrogant just now, now turned into a bloody rain. Only Jiang Han stood with his sword on his back, and there was not even a trace of blood on his clothes. The big dragon sword trembled slightly, and all the sword light dissipated. Only the green dragon on the handle was still swimming slowly, as if recalling the battle just now.

"Oh my God!" Shi Shoushan's wife Liu slumped to the ground, the medicine bowl in her hand shattered at her feet, "How could a being of Jiao Peng's level not be able to withstand even one move from my benefactor?" Shi Yunfeng stepped forward tremblingly, and suddenly discovered that the ground under Jiang Han's feet was not damaged at all - the shocking battle just now was completely isolated by the layer of cyan-gold energy, and even the moss on the ground was not blown away.

Little Bit had already run out from behind the lightning tree, tiptoed to pull the corner of Jiang Han's clothes: "Uncle is so powerful! Even more powerful than the last time Willow God beat the black panther!" He pointed at the lightning tree, and the half-man-deep claw marks on the trunk were exactly the battle records left by Willow God a month ago. It was strange to say that the lightning tree, which used to be indifferent to Little Bit, now turned all the green branches on the top to Jiang Han, as if paying a salute.

"Go, go!" The scream of the wolf broke the silence. The villain who betrayed Shi Village had already turned pale, and was about to flee with the remnants of the village, but was stopped by Shi Yunfeng and his men. The usually kind-hearted clan leader was now furious, and the Suanni totem on the bronze scepter shone brightly for the first time: "When your father entrusted you with his son before his death, I actually raised a white-eyed wolf!"

Shrill screams came from outside the village. The young men of Shi Village, holding bone knives, surrounded the people of Bei Village in the valley. The sound of Bei Wolf kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy gradually disappeared, and only the night wind brought a faint smell of blood - in the Great Wilderness World, there is only one ending for betrayers.

When Shi Yunfeng returned to the village, Jiang Han was standing in front of the lightning-struck tree, holding the glowing Suanni bone in his palm. "My benefactor, don't you want this bone?" Shi Yunfeng was very surprised to see this, after all, Jiang Han was fully capable of taking the bone for himself.

Jiang Han turned around, a complex look flashed in his eyes. He remembered that when he first arrived at Shi Village three days ago, he saw the little one crying under the lightning-struck tree. The deep claw marks on the tree trunk showed that there had just been a fierce battle. At that time, he realized that this seemingly ordinary village was actually related to the ruins of the ancient gods, and the precious bone of the Suanni in his arms was one of the keys to open the ruins.

"The treasure bone originally belonged to Shi Village." Jiang Han gently placed the treasure bone in Shi Yunfeng's hand. His fingertips brushed across the Suanni totem on the scepter. Ancient runes suddenly appeared on the bronze surface. "Keep an eye on it. On the night of the lunar eclipse three days later, the lightning-struck wood will guide you to the real treasure place." After that, he turned and walked out of the village. His long green cloth gown fluttered in the evening breeze, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

The kid suddenly remembered something, stumbled after him, and stuffed a bracelet made of young shoots of lightning wood into Jiang Han's hand: "Uncle gives it to you! Willow God said that wearing this will prevent nightmares!" Jiang Han was stunned, looking at the child's innocent eyes, and suddenly smiled - this was the first time he showed a real smile in a hundred years in Xuanhuang Continent. The moon gradually sank to the west, and the green branches on the top of the lightning wood suddenly all pointed to the north. In the sky there, seven bright stars were arranged in the shape of a lion. Shi Yunfeng held the treasure bone tightly and found that a line of small words appeared on the bone surface at some point: (End of this chapter)