The end of this quasi-emperor peak is coming

Chapter 183 Visitors from Stone Village
After thinking it over, Luo Yan still felt that this method was inappropriate.

The revival of Willow God is important, but he has to retain the strength to save his life.
Luo Yan returned to the medicine garden and no longer cared about what was happening outside the window. Under the general environment, it was safest to improve his own strength.

The sun sets in the west and rises in the east, with layers of light and shadow creating a chaotic mess.

It was another afternoon, and a great battle broke out between Shi Village and another tribe living in Huangmai. That tribe was called Bei Village, and their sacrificial spirit was a lame old Bei.

Luo Yan paid some attention to check the strength of the old wolf, and found that it was not strong.

Shi Village is very special and naturally cannot be compared with ordinary tribes. From the perspective of status alone, Shi Village is actually the ancestral home of the royal family of the Shi Kingdom.

The battle lasted for an afternoon and then ended. When they returned, they even brought back a rare species, the Suanni!
As night fell, Luo Yan sat in front of the campfire. The group of children began to howl again, apparently they were taking a medicinal bath again.

The effect of the medicinal bath was obvious. Many children in the village underwent amazing changes the next day and became much stronger.

Shi Hao also began to show his talents. His strength became even stronger, and he could use magic magic. His strength was even stronger than some adult men in the village!

At this stage, Shi Hao should be about to enter the Blood Moving Realm.

What remains unchanged is that Luo Yan still often sees this little guy secretly drinking milk and he loves him very much.

The content of his teaching of literacy was still very easy. The children learned very quickly and had basically learned everything by now. However, they did not dare to skip classes due to the authority of the adults.

"Uncle Luo, we have memorized these words you teach us every day. Can you teach us something new?" Pihou whispered in the class.

The other children also nodded, seeming to be annoyed.

Seeing that they looked tired, Luo Yan asked, "So what do you want to hear?"

"Uncle Luo, you are a person from outside. Can you tell us about the outside world?"

"Yes, yes! Uncle Luo, tell us about the outside world!"

"Yeah! I want to listen, too."

The children were in high spirits and wanted to hear what the outside world was like and were full of curiosity.

Luo Yan paused, and seeing that they were all looking forward to it, he smiled and said:

"In fact, there is nothing exciting about the outside world. Compared with Shi Village, it is a very large city that can accommodate millions of people. There are many masters like the old patriarch..."

Luo Yan spoke calmly, causing the group of little ones to exclaim again and again.

"I never thought there really are immortals out there who can fly and hide! They are so amazing!"

"Swish, swish, swish... someday I'll be able to fly and hide in the ground like a god!" The children are looking forward to such a future.

"Uncle Luo, are you an immortal? Can you fly?" The person who asked this question was naturally Shi Ermeng.

Luo Yan smiled softly and said, "How can I fly? If I could really fly, wouldn't I be a god? Why would I be chased by a ferocious beast?"

Little One asked: "Uncle Luo, can you teach us the secret method of cultivation? You are knowledgeable, do you know some methods of cultivation?"

Luo Yan said: "Cultivation method? I don't have it, but I know the way to practice. Do you want to know?"

"Yes!" the children shouted loudly.

"In fact, the so-called cultivation is closely related to everyone's body. Do you know what the first realm of cultivation is?"

"The Blood Moving Realm! This realm emphasizes laying a solid foundation, focusing on cultivating one's own blood and physical strength! What is blood? It means that there were some very powerful and outstanding people in the past. The descendants of these powerful people have blood close to them, and their cultivation speed is several times or even dozens of times faster than that of ordinary people.

The strength of the physical body depends purely on the upper limit of one's talent, and it exercises one's own tendons, veins, and blood! Just like Little Bit, although he is young, his talent is extraordinary. He persists in the medicinal bath for much longer than you all, which is also a manifestation of talent!"

"What about those with poor talents?" a child asked.

“Poor talent can be made up through hard work. As long as you are more persistent and patient than others and can endure the loneliness of practice, you can naturally become a very powerful person!
I have seen many strong people. They were just ordinary practitioners at the beginning, but in the end they relied on their strong willpower to become truly powerful! There are many such people!"

The children were amazed, with a blazing fire in their eyes: "Can we also become those immortals who can fly into the sky and hide in the ground?"

"It's hard to say. After all, I am just an ordinary mortal. I can't guarantee whether you can become such a person. But if you don't work hard, you will definitely have no chance at all!"

At this time, the little guy spoke again: "Uncle Luo, do we usually move stones, hold the tripod, and take medicinal baths count as practicing?"

"Why not? The first step in cultivation is to temper the body. Aren't you tempering your body now? When one day you are able to lift a giant beast in the mountains that is as big as a hill with your bare hands, it will prove that you have achieved success in cultivation and have successfully become a cultivator!"

"So this is what cultivation is! Even though it's a bit hard, I want to be a great cultivator who can move mountains and seas, fly into the sky and hide in the ground!"

The children were excited and clamored to practice hard.

"What's the point of talking about cultivation? We still have a long way to go! Let's eat some candy first! One per person, don't eat more!" Luo Yan smiled and took out a plate of candy. The children lined up obediently to receive it and ate it in front of Luo Yan.

"It's obviously bitter, but you still say it's candy? Uncle Luo is so stupid!" Pihou whispered, but still put the "candy" in his mouth and ate it.

My parents said that if I didn’t listen to Uncle Luo in class, I would be spanked when I got home!

Two days later, Luo Yan sat cross-legged under a willow tree.

He studied the mystery of the Supreme Bone, which he manifested using a secret method, making it look like a real bone.

In the distance, team after team of strong men were rushing towards the mountains. They wanted to enter the mountains.

There are warriors riding unicorns, royal descendants flying on animal bones, and even extremely powerful people riding on dragons.

"Oh, Grandpa, look, the sacrificial spirit of this village is so strange. How come it is an old willow tree that was burned by lightning? Only a young branch is left."

A snow feather was five or six meters long, flowing with white light, very holy. On it stood an old man, two young boys, and two beautiful little girls. They were as beautiful as elves, with their eyes moving and their looks shining.

The old man first looked at the charred willow tree, and then saw the young man under the tree. "Huh? I can't see through him!" The old man whispered in his heart. This young man is so strange!
He is obviously just an ordinary person, but he always feels extraordinary, as if he is a reincarnated immortal!
Since ancient times, there are three types of people who should not be underestimated when going out. One of them is the scholar who emerged from the depths of this desolate mountain, where ferocious beasts are everywhere!
Most of these people are capable people. Compared with the rough men, they look extremely weak, but it must be extremely difficult for them to survive in such a dangerous place!
A five or six-year-old child jumped down from the dragon when it was still more than ten meters above the ground. He landed steadily on the ground and looked at the charred willow tree in surprise: "What a strange sacrificial spirit! It is still alive after such a long time. Only a tender bud is left. It must be extraordinary. After the lightning strike, it gave birth to the strongest new power. It must be a rare treasure. No one can snatch it from me. This willow branch is mine!"

The moment he saw the tender willow branch, the child spoke in a very domineering manner, as if he had already regarded it as a sure thing.

As for the young man under the tree, he ignored him.

"What kind of village is this? Why is there such a sacrificial spirit?" Another young man in another group of people stared at the charred old willow tree in surprise. They had visited many tribes but had never seen a sacrificial spirit that looked like this.

"It's strange. It encountered a great catastrophe and was reborn in destruction. The only tender bud must be a treasure!" Someone else spoke, and it was obvious that he also showed great interest in the tender willow branch.

"Do you guys want to compete with me? Just try and see who is the number one genius!" The child who jumped off the dragon sneered.

"Okay, let's have a duel. This time I'm going to gamble with my treasure. This isn't real blood that can transform you, so don't make a fool of yourself."

Then, a group of adults also stopped, staring at Lao Liu with strange eyes.

They are not against their children's fighting, but instead they draw out their precious blood to encourage them, because only fighting can promote growth.

"Let's fight and see who is the genius among you. Who will be the master in this territory in twenty years? But don't kill other people's sacrificial spirits at will!" Some adults spoke up and admonished their children.

They also noticed the young man under the willow tree. He was really unusual.

There was no fluctuation of Qi and blood in his body, but at a glance he felt like he was sinking into the sea. He looked like an ordinary scholar, but it was precisely because of this that he was so unusual in such a desolate place.

Luo Yan glanced at the crowd. Although these people said so, they actually cared a lot about the tender willow branch on the burnt wood.

"Who are you?" Luo Yan asked.

One of the adults said, "We are from the Purple Mountain Clan. Not long ago, a battle between the ancient species broke out deep in the mountains, and we passed by here."

"We are from ThunderClan, no less!"

"We are from the Golden Wolf Tribe. Have you heard of us?"

"I am from Yuntian Palace."

Various forces spoke up one after another and revealed their identities.

Either it is an extremely powerful tribe nearby, or a force from farther away, or some ethnic groups.

Luo Yan said calmly: "This village doesn't welcome outsiders, please leave!"

As soon as Luo Yan finished speaking, one of the young men from the Zishan tribe pointed at him and asked, "Who do you think you are? How dare you command us?"

"Yes! What rights do you have to order us to leave?" The young man from the Jiao clan also had a fierce look in his eyes.

They stopped clamoring for a duel and instead looked at the young man under the tree with a common hatred for the enemy.

Luo Yan didn't bother to pay attention to a group of kids whose hair hadn't even grown out yet, but looked at the adults behind them.

"My friend, what you said is unreasonable. We are just passing by and want to rest for a while. Why do you have to drive us away so aggressively?" An adult spoke, staring at him. There was definitely something strange about this village!
Luo Yan stared at the other person with an intimidating look and said, "I never say it a second time! Either you leave, or never leave!"

Several adults suddenly became angry. They were all powerful men in this land, and each of them was a famous figure on this continent. Now they were threatened by a young boy who came out of nowhere, so they were naturally very angry.

Just as the two sides were about to fight, there was suddenly movement in Shi Village, and many people walked towards here.

"Why do so many people show up?"

A group of children appeared first, and their attention was quickly focused on unicorns, dragons, and other terrifying beasts.

As the crowd grew, the tense atmosphere seemed to disappear suddenly.

Looking at the man under the tree again, it seemed that nothing had happened. He lowered his head and seemed to be studying something like a piece of bone.

That piece of bone is not an ordinary thing, it is very likely a rare precious bone!

Naturally, they had good vision and could sense the special mystery of that precious bone.

"I heard from Uncle Lin Hu that this kind of mountain beast can run very fast and can travel ten thousand miles a day. The last time they saw it in the wilderness, they chased it for several days but didn't even touch a hair!" Shi Dazhuang said, lingering on the unicorn.

The strong men in the mountains and forests were so perceptive that they were naturally stunned when they heard the words. According to their understanding, this was just a backward mountain village and there would be no masters at all.

However, what these kids said surprised them. Unicorns are not ordinary beasts. If they really go crazy, they deserve the word fierce! They are very powerful. How dare a few mountain villagers chase them?

How could they know that it was because Shi Linhu and others asked the tribe leader for two tribe tools that they dared to chase the unicorn all the way, traveling 10,000 miles a day. For the men in the wilderness, it is an irresistible temptation.

But it was words like these that made them feel extremely solemn.

As soon as they stepped into the village, not to mention the strange sacrificial spirit, the young man under the tree alone made them feel an invisible threat.

Especially the previous words, they almost got into a fight! The other party didn't seem to be afraid of them at all. In this case, the other party was either a fool who was not afraid of death, or a strong man with skills!
It is more likely that the young man is the latter. No one would think it is reasonable for a scholar to be born in such a place!

Before they could think, they heard the children from the village talking again.

"Look, there's a dragon coiled in the sky. It's over 20 meters long and as thick as a water tank. It even has wings. Such a powerful beast must be delicious, right?"

"Er Meng, you foodie, is this thing edible? This thing is used to make medicine! Even if it is not a pure-blooded ancient relic, its blood is very precious." Pihou retorted.

A group of strong men outside the village were suddenly petrified and dazed. In their eyes, such a powerful dragon could actually be used for eating and making medicine?

What kind of village is this? Could it be some hidden clan?
They were already wary of the young scholar, and now after hearing what the kids said, they couldn't help but become even more cautious.

(End of this chapter)