Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"I'm fine." Willow God's voice was more ethereal than before. His shadow barely condensed into a human form. When his eyes fell on Jiang Han, a ripple appeared in his eyes. "You are from above the heavens?"

This sentence hit Jiang Han's heart like a heavy hammer. As a time traveler, he knew what "above heaven" meant - it was a higher plane beyond the nine heavens and ten earths, a realm that even the Immortal King could not reach. He calmed his mind, and the mountain and river pattern under his clothes glowed quietly: "I came to this world only to find a successor, so that my inheritance would not be cut off."

The shadow's gaze fell on the little guy, the willow branches swayed gently, and a green light swept across Shi Hao's brows: "This boy has the fragments of the supreme bone in his body, and he is born to resonate with the heaven and earth." It suddenly sighed, and the entire shadow began to merge into the lightning-struck wood, "I will soon be completely nirvana, and from now on, Shi Village will be handed over to you."

Before the last shadow disappeared, the willow branch swept across Jiang Han's palm, leaving behind a willow leaf that contained the laws of heaven. The cracks in the lightning-struck wood slowly healed, but a spiral golden pattern was left on the trunk, like a fusion of the pattern of a devil fruit and the pattern of a willow tree.

"Willow God! Willow God!" the little guy shouted while hugging the tree trunk, but no matter how he shook it, the lightning-struck wood returned to its normal charred appearance. Only the new willow branches at the top swayed gently, as if saying goodbye.

Jiang Han bent down and picked up the little one. His fingertips brushed the green light between the child's eyebrows that had not yet dissipated. "Don't call me uncle from now on. Call me master." His voice was unusually gentle. "Do you want to learn more powerful skills and go find your parents?"

Shi Yunfeng and the others were all moved when they heard this. They all knew the little one's life story - three years ago, on a rainy night, Shi Hao was abandoned at the entrance of the village in his swaddling clothes, with only half a jade pendant engraved with mysterious runes in the swaddling clothes. Seeing that Jiang Han was willing to accept him as a disciple, Shi Yunfeng's eyes became hot, and he took the lead in kneeling down: "If the benefactor is willing to teach the little one, the people of Shi Village are willing to be slaves for generations!"

“That’s not necessary.” Jiang Han raised his hand to support Shi Yunfeng, who only felt a gentle force holding up his body. “This boy and I are destined to be together. I will teach him everything I know.” He looked at the little guy, and a blue light from the system flashed in his eyes. The collision with the Dao pattern of Willow God just now had caused the system to detect the energy of the ancient Immortal King, and the development degree of the Zhenzhen Fruit had quietly increased to 50%.

"Little guy, do you want to become as powerful as your master?" A golden bowl and a Zhen Zhen fruit appeared in Jiang Han's palm. The spiral-shaped fruit surface was shining with lightning. "I need you to drip a drop of blood and then eat this fruit."

"Okay!" The little guy agreed crisply. He didn't cry when he bit his index finger. When the blood dripped into the golden bowl, complex contract runes appeared in the bowl. He took the fruit and wrinkled his nose: "It tastes like rotten mountain fruit." But he still swallowed it in one gulp. The flesh melted in his mouth and turned into a hot stream that flowed through his body.

In an instant, thunderclouds gathered over Shi Village. Transparent air waves appeared around the little guy, and the stone road under his feet undulated like the surface of water. The millstone in the distance was lifted off the ground by an invisible force and trembled gently in the air. The system prompt sounded in Jiang Han's mind, a mechanical sound mixed with thunder:

[Contractor Shi Hao is successfully bound] [Fifth station mission completed: accept a disciple in the Perfect World plane and pass on the devil fruit ability] [Rewards issued: 50% development of the Tremor Tremor Fruit (only for the current plane), with three-color domineering mastery] [After-sales mission started: help the contractor break through the inscription realm, satisfaction affects the final reward]

The mighty energy poured into Jiang Han's meridians like a volcanic eruption. He felt that the devil fruit tree in his sea of ​​consciousness was more solid, and each of the three thousand spiral fruits clearly reflected the laws of heaven. Unlike the great sage realm when he was in the sky-covering plane, at this moment he could clearly sense the weak points of space, and even briefly predict the attack trajectory of the Willow God's phantom - that was the qualitative change after the fusion of the three-color domineering aura and the ancient and unprecedented Dao pattern.

"Master, I feel like there are little lightning bolts running through my body!" The little guy waved his fist excitedly, and the air waves from his fists actually shattered the millstone into powder. "And I can hear the stones talking! They said there are a lot of delicious food underground!"

The villagers were stunned. The little guy who couldn't even carry a hundred-jin stone load before, now crushed the millstone with his bare hands like kneading dough. What's even more bizarre is that when he spoke, the gravel on the ground actually showed images of food - this is a wonderful fusion of the Zhenzhen Fruit and his innate spiritual perception.

"This is the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit." Jiang Han explained, a flash of lightning condensed on his fingertips. "In the future, you will learn to use this power to shake everything in the world, and even shatter space." He suddenly looked at the lightning-struck tree, the spiral golden pattern on the trunk was absorbing the moonlight, "But remember, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. The Willow God has protected Shi Village for decades, and now it is our turn to take over this responsibility."

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in Shi Village. Jiang Han sat under the lightning-struck tree and unfolded the willow leaf left by the Willow God. It was engraved with the complete "Qingmu Sword Art", and every sword mark contained the sword intent of the Immortal King. The little guy lay on his knees, the fragment of the Supreme Bone between his eyebrows and the energy of the Zhenzhen Fruit were quietly merging, and occasionally blue and gold light flashed under his skin.

"Master, are my parents really outside?" The little guy suddenly spoke, his voice full of anticipation.

Jiang Han looked at the starry sky and recalled the plot of the perfect world in the system - the child in front of him will become the emperor of the wilderness in the future. He gently stroked the little one's head: "Not only is he outside, but he is also very far away, waiting for us to find him." He suddenly laughed, with relief in his laughter, "But before that, let's make Shi Village the safest place in the wilderness, how about it?"

The bonfire crackled, and the willow branches on the top of the lightning-struck wood suddenly glowed, outlining the outline of Suan Ni in the night sky. Shi Yunfeng came over holding the Suan Ni treasure bone, and the Taoist pattern on the bone surface echoed the light mark between Xiao Budian's eyebrows. This small village was now the focus of many forces, but it stood firmly in the wind and rain because of the protection of two mysterious beings.

That night, Jiang Han was meditating in the stone house, and the shadows of three giant trees in his sea of ​​consciousness appeared for the first time at the same time: the devil fruit tree took root in the center, the ancient Bodhi tree and the enlightenment tree stood on both sides, and the treetops intertwined into an umbrella, covering the entire stone village. He could clearly "see" the mineral veins a thousand meters underground, hear the whispers of wolves ten miles away, and even sense a hint of hostility from a distant foreign land - that was the hidden danger left by the Willow God before his nirvana, and it was also a challenge that the little one must face in the future. "Master!" The little one's cry broke the silence, and the child rushed into the house holding half a piece of roasted rabbit meat, "The Willow God just told me in a dream that it had planted many stars in the soil. When I learn to shake the earth, I can make the stars bloom!"

Jiang Han laughed. When he took the rabbit meat, his fingertips brushed the calluses on the child's palms - those were the calluses he had just rubbed out when practicing domineering. He suddenly understood that the so-called inheritance was never a simple infusion of power, but a seed of hope planted in the daily interactions. Just like the stone village under the lightning-struck tree, after the baptism of blood and fire, it will eventually bloom with a brilliance that transcends the times under the protection of the little one and himself.

The mountain wind blew by, and the lightning-struck wood made a rustling sound, as if accompanying this destined extraordinary night. Jiang Han looked out the window, and saw the little guy running after the fluorescent butterfly. The lightning from the Zhenzhen Fruit danced on the tips of his hair, like stars falling on earth. He knew that their legend had just begun - in this world where the strong are respected, the master-disciple bond between a time traveler and the future Emperor of Desolate Heaven will rewrite the fate of the entire world.

With a crisp "crack" sound, the three-foot-diameter Qinggang stone mill suddenly broke into thousands of pieces. Fist-sized pieces of broken stone splashed like a rainstorm, embedding into the trunk of the century-old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Crystal sap oozed from the peeling bark, looking like blood and tears under the moonlight. The bronze wine cup in Shi Yunfeng's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the wine splashed on his cloth shoes embroidered with Suan Ni patterns - he had just asked his wife to make them last night, thinking of giving them to the little one when he came of age.

"How is this possible?" Shi Shoushan's wife Liu slumped on the ground, the needlework basket in her hand overturned, and the silver needles scattered all over the ground. She stared at the little kid standing in the rubble ten meters away. The ground at the child's feet was cracked with spider web-like patterns, and each crack was glowing with a faint blue light, just like the appearance of a piece of wood struck by lightning.

The little guy was totally unaware of the shock he had caused. He raised his little hands covered in stone powder and looked at Shi Yunfeng with sparkling eyes: "Grandpa, look! I just pushed it lightly, and the stone exploded by itself!" As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and poked into the void. Where his fingertips passed, ripples appeared in the air like water. A two-inch long crack in space suddenly appeared, and stars could be vaguely seen flowing in the depths of the crack.

Shi Mingyuan, the old priest of Shi Village, suddenly coughed violently, and his hunched back almost bent into a shrimp. When he was young, he had seen the ancient descendants perform space magic, but he never thought that a four-year-old child could tear the void with his bare hands. "Is this... Space Splitting Technique?" He pointed at the little guy with trembling eyes, and the twinkling starlight in the cracks was reflected in his cloudy eyes. "Even a strong man at the peak of the Inscription Realm needs the help of a treasure to do it."

Jiang Han stood under the lightning-struck tree, looking at the shocked expressions of the villagers, with a bitter smile on his face. The system prompt sound was still echoing in his mind. The 50% development of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit not only gave Little Bit the power to control vibrations, but also activated the remaining Supreme Bone Essence in his body. The stone mill's explosion just now was not simply due to crushing by force, but Little Bit unconsciously vibrated the molecular structure of the object. If this ability is developed to the extreme, it is enough to shatter the stars.

"My benefactor, what kind of power is this?" Shi Yunfeng suddenly knelt down and knocked his forehead heavily on the bluestone slab. "Why can the little one split the air with his bare hands after eating the fruit?" When he looked up, blood was oozing from his forehead, but he was unaware of it. "I beg you to tell me, so that we can know what kind of immortal journey the little one has embarked on."

Jiang Han stretched out his hand to support Shi Yunfeng's body with his powerful Zhenwu Qi. "This is the power of the Zhenzhen Fruit, which can control the vibration frequency of all things." He looked at the little kid, who was squatting on the ground and drawing crooked lightning on the gravel with his fingertips. Each trace was glowing. "Once he has complete control, he can shatter the laws of heaven and earth and even reverse time and space."

When the last four words came out, the lightning-struck tree suddenly let out a clear phoenix cry, and the willow branches at the top unexpectedly sprouted new buds in the cold winter. Jiang Han's heart moved, knowing that this was the remnant soul of the Willow God responding - reversing time and space was the forbidden technique that the Willow God used when he tried to revive the Immortal King Wuzhong.

The little guy suddenly looked up, his clear eyes misty, "Master, you said that eating the fruit can help me find my parents, where are they?" He staggered into Jiang Han's arms, his nose brushing against the mountain and river patterns on his sleeves, "Why do the kids in the village say I was picked up?"

Jiang Han sighed, and his palm glowed. He was not able to predict the future, but he knew Shi Hao's life experience through the system database. Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the thousands of fruits of the Devil Fruit Tree suddenly turned together, projecting three flowing pictures in the void - those were the little guy's buried memories and his tragic past.

When the first picture appeared, the bonfire in Shi Village suddenly jumped violently, and sparks shot up to a height of ten feet. In the picture, on the top of the fairy mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, an old man with white hair and a childlike face was using a jade spoon to scoop the precious blood of a divine bird. The golden red blood condensed into a phoenix phantom under the moonlight and fell into the mouth of a baby in the cradle. The baby was a little kid, waving his short hands and giggling, and golden lines could be vaguely seen flowing under the skin on his chest.

"My dear grandson, this is the blood of the Golden Winged Dapeng," the old man laughed heartily, with precious blood on his beard, "When you grow up, you must become a big man like your father, fearsome in the North Sea!" The young couple on the side looked worried, the man put his hand on the hilt of the sword, the Suan Ni pattern on the scabbard was exactly the same as Shi Yunfeng's jade pendant: "Dad, Hao'er is only one month old, will this initiation be..."

"No problem!" The old man interrupted with a wave of his hand, "When your eldest brother was born, I fed him ten drops of real dragon blood!" He suddenly looked into the distance, where another old man stood, holding a three-year-old boy. The boy had double pupils, his left eye reflected the stars, and his right eye showed ancient runes. It was Shi Yi, who would later become famous in the wilderness.

When the second picture switched, the scene turned into a dim stone room. In the flickering candlelight, the little one's parents sat opposite each other. The woman held the unconscious baby in her arms, tears dripping on the swaddling clothes: "Husband, Hao'er has been sleeping for three days, and the golden pattern on his chest is becoming clearer and clearer." The man frowned, holding a half-rolled ancient book in his hand. The three cinnabar characters "Supreme Bone" on the page were particularly eye-catching.

"Yining, do you remember the legend in our clan?" The man said in a low voice, "Before the ancient great men died, they would condense their life's work into bones, which were called supreme. And those who are born with supreme bones are rare, and can be called the pride of the human race." He suddenly reached out and gently stroked the baby's chest, and golden patterns lit up with his fingertips, casting a shadow of a lion on the wall, "Hao'er's bones are purer than the legend, they are born with original supreme bones."

The woman suddenly raised her head, with surprise and fear in her eyes: "Could it be that the 'child of destiny' that the ancestor mentioned back then is Hao'er?" She subconsciously hugged the baby tightly, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it away. (End of this chapter)