Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"Smart." Jiang Han smiled approvingly, and his fingertips illuminated the little guy's forehead with a blue light. "The power of the Zhenzhen Fruit can shake the origin of all things, including the bones and blood in your body. When Liu Shen was besieged by the Immortal King, his body was destroyed, but he was reborn in this piece of charred wood with a wisp of spirit. You are luckier than her, because you have a master, the entire Shi Village, and..." He looked into the void, where the blue light of the system interface was emerging, "and a gift from God."

The villagers suddenly knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Little One. Shi Yunfeng rested his forehead on the bluestone slab and said in a choked voice: "Little One, do you know? When you first came to the village, the lightning-struck wood suddenly emitted a green light, turning the whole village green. Now we understand that it was the Willow God telling us that you are the hope of Shi Village."

The little guy hurriedly tried to pull Shi Yunfeng, but found that his little hand was glowing with a faint golden light under the moonlight - that was a sign of the fusion of the Zhenzhen Fruit and the Supreme Bone Remnant. He suddenly remembered the look in his mother Qin Yining's eyes in the picture, and the golden light when his father Shi Ziling swung his spear. He suddenly straightened his little body and bowed to the villagers in a proper manner: "Thank you grandpas, thank you grandmas, Haoer will protect you all in the future!"

Jiang Han looked at the child's serious expression, and suddenly something moved in his heart. The system prompt sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the progress bar of the after-sales task had advanced to 30%, and the development degree of the little one's Zhenzhen Fruit had quietly increased to 15% after experiencing the impact of his life experience. He knew that it was time to take this future Emperor Huang Tian out of Shi Village to face his first challenge.

"It's time to go." Jiang Han raised his hand and summoned the phantom of the devil fruit tree. Thousands of spiral fruits formed a teleportation array in the air. "In the palace of Shi Kingdom, there is a child named Shi Yi who is currently absorbing your supreme bone. Before he fully integrates, we must let him know that some things are never as strong as those that are born naturally."

The little guy clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a determination that was not in line with his age: "Master, I want to seek justice myself." He suddenly reached out to touch the teleportation array, and the shadow of the willow branch of the Willow God appeared in the array and gently swept across his palm, "Just like the Willow God said, the withered plants will bloom again, and my bones will also grow again in the vibration."

When the light of the teleportation array came on, the bonfire in Shi Village just went out. The new buds on the top of the lightning-struck tree stretched in the night wind, and each leaf reflected the direction where the little one left. Shi Mingyuan looked at the starry sky and found that the seven stars of Orion were connected to form the shape of a lion howling at the sky, and in the farther sky, two stars were approaching. They were the life stars of Shi Ziling and his wife, and they were flashing towards the direction of Shiguo.

In the deep black forest, the one-armed old man Shi Zhongtian suddenly stopped. He sensed the breath of Little Bit, and the resonance of the Zhenzhen Fruit and the remnant breath of the Supreme Bone. The big bow behind him suddenly let out a dragon roar, and the real hair on the bowstring moved without wind, pointing in the direction of the Stone Kingdom.

"It's been three years, Hao'er has grown up." Shi Zhongtian looked at the jade bottle in his hand. The bottle contained the blood of the real lion that he exchanged for his one arm. Spiral vibration patterns were emerging on the surface of the blood. "It seems that our Shi family's journey against the will of heaven is finally about to begin."

He suddenly raised his head and laughed, and his laughter shook off the black leaves on the branches, revealing the ancient runes carved on the trunk behind him - those were the protective runes carved by the Willow God himself, and at this moment they were resonating with the Tremor Fruit in the little guy's body. The figure of the one-armed old man gradually disappeared in the black fog, leaving only a series of footsteps that shook the air, and walked firmly towards the direction of the Stone Country.

The night in Shi Village returned to silence, with only the roots of the lightning-struck tree spreading deep underground. In the roots, a tiny half of the jade pendant was absorbing the power of the Zhenzhen Fruit. The Suanni totem on the surface of the jade pendant gradually became complete, and a blue light appeared in the dragon's eyes - that was the precursor to shattering the void.

Jiang Han stood in the teleportation array with the little one, feeling the vibration of the space. He knew that what awaited them ahead were the numerous traps of the Shi Kingdom Palace, the Supreme Bone fused into Shi Yi's body, and the first real battle in the little one's life. But looking at the clenched fist of the child in his arms, and the lightning flashing in his eyes, Jiang Han suddenly became convinced that this young child who had been deprived of the Supreme Bone would eventually rise up in the vibration and become an existence that would make the entire Great Wilderness tremble.

The light of the teleportation array suddenly lit up, illuminating the little boy's tender face. In the light, he seemed to see his father wielding a spear, his mother crying, and the encouraging green light of Willow God. He suddenly understood that although his bones were taken away, the love left by his parents, the inheritance given by his master, and the expectations of the villagers of Shi Village were all more powerful than the Supreme Bone.

"Master, I'm ready." The little guy raised his head, with no fear in his eyes, only burning fighting spirit, "Let's go and let those who stole my bones know that Hao'er's shock can make the entire Stone Kingdom's palace tremble!"

Jiang Han smiled, that was a confidence stronger than any magic. He nodded gently and took the child into the teleportation array. The next moment, the light dissipated, and Shi Village returned to peace. Only the new buds of the lightning-struck tree rustled in the wind, as if telling a legend that was about to begin - a legend about shock, rebirth and transcendence, a legend that belonged to the little one, to the Desolate Emperor Shi Hao.

The mountain wind swept past, taking away the last trace of the teleportation array. Under the starry sky of Shi Village, the stone mill fragment that was once shattered by the little guy was lying quietly at the root of the lightning-struck tree. The vibration lines on the surface of the fragment became clearer under the moonlight, as if waiting for the owner to return, waiting for the next moment to shake the world.

The story continues in this shock. The child who once lost the Supreme Bone in his cradle is holding the power of the Shock Fruit, and with the company of his master Jiang Han, he is moving towards his glorious life. In the palace of the Stone Kingdom, a battle of bones and blood is about to begin, and the entire Great Wilderness will hear the first roar of the Emperor of the Wilderness in this shock.

The morning light of the Imperial Capital of the Stone Kingdom penetrated the clouds, coating the entire huge city with an amber glow. The thousand-foot-high jasper walls glowed with colorful halos in the sun, and each brick carved into the shape of a beast's scales was engraved with complex runes. Countless golden stars slowly moved on the wall, guarding this ancient capital like a living thing. The bronze crossbow carts on the top of the city glowed with cold light, and the arrows were more than ten feet long, with the arrowheads tempered with dark blue poisonous mist, making a subtle hiss in the morning breeze.

"The third team changes guard! Pay attention to the rune fluctuations at the corner of the city!" The roar of the patrol lieutenant echoed on the city wall. Fifty soldiers in shining armor walked around the corner in neat steps. The sound of metal wrist guards colliding and the sound of swords on their waists intertwined into a strict rhythm. Suddenly, a scream came from the southeast sky, and a ball of purple light tore through the clouds. It turned out to be a dragon-scale bird with a wingspan of thirty feet. The purple scales glowed with metallic luster in the sun. The edges of each scale armor had sharp barbs. Where the tail feathers swept, the clouds were cut into neat cracks. "Dragon-scale bird! A restricted area ferocious bird!" The soldier on duty held his spear tightly, but the tip of the spear was trembling. This overlord that lived in the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains rarely set foot in human cities, but at this moment it was hovering directly over the south gate of the imperial city. The huge shadow covered the entire city tower. The people under the city were terrified and fled, and the camels in the caravan made uneasy low moans.

"Little guy, go back." The voice of the one-armed old man was like a heavy iron falling to the ground, echoing above the city wall. He stood on the back of the dragon-scale bird, his tattered gray cloth shirt was torn by the wind, revealing his bronze strong right arm, the scars on his shoulders were like the gnarled branches of an old tree, and his empty left sleeve fluttered in the wind. He raised his hand and patted the bird's head, and the dragon-scale bird folded its wings meekly, whimpering like a baby crying, turned around and rushed into the clouds, and the purple scales swept by its tail feathers hit the city wall, splashing a string of sparks.

Twenty soldiers immediately surrounded him, pointing their spears at the old man. The centurion in the lead had a rolling Adam's apple, and the hand holding the knife was shaking uncontrollably - the aura flowing around the old man in front of him seemed peaceful, but it made him feel like he was facing an ancient ferocious beast, and his internal organs were aching. "Who are you?" He asked reluctantly, but his voice was worse than crying.

"Going home." The old man showed his white teeth, his smile was three parts kind and seven parts heroic, shocking the centurion to retreat three steps, cold sweat dripping down his back under his armor. Suddenly, the old man looked towards the city gate, his cloudy eyes rippled: "Hao'er, grandpa is back!" The sound was like thunder, shaking the runes on the bricks of the city, and the bronze bell in the bell tower in the distance rang in response, and the long bell sound was mixed with the roar of the real beast.

"Yes, it's the Great Demon!" A certain general on the city wall suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the banner in his hand fell to the dust. The fifteenth master of the Wuwang Mansion, who had been missing in the restricted area for three years, had returned to the imperial capital alive. Legend has it that he shot down a three-headed golden eagle with a bow and tore a young True Lion apart with his bare hands. He was already famous in the wilderness seven years ago, but he broke into the restricted area because of his grandson's bone digging. Now he has returned with the Dragon Scale Bird. How can it not be frightening?

The old man strode into the city gate, and the air flow from his clothes made the soldiers stagger. With each step he took, pale golden footprints appeared on the white marble slabs on the ground, which was a sign of the release of the energy and blood of a martial arts master. On the main road, the people who recognized him knelt down one after another, and amid the constant shouts of "Fifteenth Master", some people trembled and took out the wine jug and poured the strong wine on the ground to worship - in their hearts, this one-armed old man was the incarnation of the ancient god of war.

At the same time, the space above the city wall suddenly rippled, and Jiang Han led the little one to walk in the air. The four-year-old Shi Hao stared with round eyes, looking at the ant-like crowd and the magnificent city under his feet, and his nose moved: "Master, the smell here is so complicated, with the smell of blood and the fragrance of precious medicine."

"This is where you were born, and also where you lost your supreme bone." Jiang Han said softly, his fingertips brushing across the little guy's brow, where a faint golden light was flowing, "Remember this smell, and you will make the entire imperial city remember your smell in the future."

Discussions on the main road surged like a tide. "Did you see that? The Fifteenth Master is back! His son Shi Ziling massacred the Shi Clan's branch in the past, and now he is likely to stir up a bigger storm!" "I heard that he got the True Hound's precious blood in the restricted area, maybe he can regenerate the young master's supreme bone." The little guy moved his ears and suddenly grabbed Jiang Han's sleeve: "Master, is the grandfather they are talking about the one who fed me precious blood in the picture?"

Before Jiang Han could answer, a loud noise that shook the earth suddenly came from the west of the city. A roar mixed with murderous intent tore through the clouds, and the rune arrays of the entire imperial capital flickered and flickered: "Shi Yi! Rain Clan! Today I, Shi Zhongtian, will make you pay for your blood debt with blood!" Wherever the sound wave reached, the tiles of the houses within a hundred meters were shattered, and pedestrians fell one after another. In the direction of the Wuwang Mansion in the distance, smoke and dust covered the sky, and golden blood could be vaguely seen surging in the clouds, like an ancient giant beast awakening.

"It's the Fifteenth Master! He's back at Prince Wu's Palace!" The crowd exploded, and countless people ran wildly towards the west of the city, their clothes fluttering. Some people accidentally fell and were immediately stepped on by the people behind them, but they still managed to get up despite the pain - a battle of this level is rarely seen in a century.

The red gate of the Wuwang Mansion had been turned into powder, and the white marble lion in front of the gate was cut in half, and blood was still oozing from the broken ends. The one-armed old man stood in the center of the courtyard, with seven corpses of Rain Clan masters at his feet. Each corpse had a bloody hole as big as a bowl on its chest, obviously having been ripped out by bare hands. His gray cloth shirt was stained red with blood, but he smiled particularly happily: "Old man of the Rain Clan, you all joined forces to hold down Hao'er back then, now it's my turn to teach you what blood feud is!"

Deep in the courtyard, the face of Yu Hong, the chief of the Rain Clan, was livid. Behind him, a nine-headed water snake appeared, each of which was spewing out poisonous mist. "Shi Zhongtian, you dare to take action in the imperial capital? Don't forget that this is the heartland of the Stone Kingdom. No matter how powerful your Wuwang Mansion is, it cannot resist the royal law!"

"Law?" Shi Zhongtian suddenly took a step forward, the ground cracked with a loud bang, and golden blood gushed out of the cracks. "When you dug out my grandson's bones in the cradle, have you ever thought about the law? Today I will use these fists to seek justice for Hao'er!" Before he finished speaking, he turned into a residual shadow, and his right fist, wrapped in the aura of Zhenhu's precious blood, hit Yuhong's face directly.

Outside the city, Jiang Han and Little One came in the air and happened to see this scene. Shi Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the power of the Zhenzhen Fruit in his body resonated with the remnant of the Supreme Bone, and his palm unconsciously glowed with blue light. He looked at the old man fighting bloody in the courtyard, and suddenly remembered the scene in the picture where his grandfather fed him precious blood, and remembered the way his parents ran for him, and a warm current surged in his heart.

“Master, I want to go over there.” The little one whispered, “I want to see Grandpa, I want to see the place that took my bones away.”

Jiang Han nodded, waved his sleeves, and the two of them fell into the courtyard like two streams of light. Shi Zhongtian was fighting fiercely with three Inscription Realm masters. He caught a glimpse of Xiaobutian from the corner of his eye, and his blood suddenly boiled. His right fist actually shattered the opponent's protective rune, and punched him into a bloody mist: "Hao'er!" His voice was choked, and tears welled up in his one eye, "Grandpa is late (End of this chapter)