I am the up master in the heavens

Shi Yunfeng, the old patriarch of the village, scolded with a smile: "You all came here from this time."

"We don't still drink animal milk at the age of two, only the little ones."

Facing the teasing of the older children, little Shi Hao didn't care, and smiled foolishly.

......

This blissful, peaceful life is not the norm.

Everyone knows that in the mountains where monsters are rampant, if a village wants to have enough food and resources, fighting and bloodshed are inevitable.

[The mountain range where Shicun is located is not peaceful. There are monsters haunting the mountains, and there are even big monsters and monster kings dormant in the depths. It is extremely dangerous.Every time Ping An comes out of the mountains, Shicun will hold a sacrifice to pray for the protection of the sacrifice spirit. 】

The sacrifice spirit is something that every village in the mountains has, and it is the guardian of the village.

In some villages, the spirit of sacrifice is a giant wolf, in some villages, the spirit of sacrifice may be a psychic spirit stone...

As for Shicun, the sacrificial spirit is the broken willow that was struck by lightning at the entrance of the village.

After each hunting, Shicun will offer sacrifices to this old willow tree.

This willow tree has never spoken, nor has it manifested its spirit, but the old patriarch of Shicun believes that the willow tree has a spirit, and has been insisting on worshiping it.

After the sacrifice, the villagers made the meat of the prey into jerky, put the blood of the prey in medicine jars, and gave their children a medicinal bath to strengthen their bodies and enhance their physique.

Most of Shi Hao's medicinal baths are prepared by the old patriarch.

Whenever this happens, the old patriarch Shi Yunfeng will focus on taking care of little Shi Hao, and put the collected blood of the fierce beast into the medicinal bath.

Although Shi Hao lost the Supreme Bone, he was still able to quickly absorb the nutrients in the diluted ferocious beast's true blood.

【Shi Hao grew up very fast, two years passed in a flash, the three-year-old Shi Hao already had the strength to lift a horse, like the youngest son of a pure blood Pixiu King, shocked everyone. 】

Chapter 43 A broken willow!

Even in Shicun, where the villagers have great strength and can hunt fierce beasts, Shi Hao's strength frightened everyone.

A baby with a baby voice, his strength is no less than that of the warriors in the village.

As a result, at Shi Hao's request and the old patriarch's permission, a small figure appeared in Shi Village's hunting team.

Hunting in the mountains not only has to face fierce and tyrannical beasts, but also beware of other tribes scattered in the mountains.

In order to compete for limited food and resources, it is common for tribes to fight among tribes, and bloodshed and even death are not uncommon.

As time goes by, Shi Hao, who has been trained in the mountains, is getting stronger and stronger, and the gap between Shi Hao and the children of the same age in the village is gradually getting wider and wider.

......

[In order to compete for resources, another village near Shicun attacked Shicun.No one in the stone village could resist. There was a young genius in this village, who severely injured all the young men in the stone village. 】

【At this time, Shi Hao, who was more than three years old, stood up, and with three punches, he completely defeated the young genius who invaded the village, and beat him into a cripple. 】

On the light curtain, under the shocking eyes of everyone around, Xiao Shi Hao stepped on the young Tianjiao's face.

"Okay! Even without the Supreme Bone, he hasn't become a useless person. This Shi Hao is doing well!"

"Poor but strong, with the ambition not to fall into the blue sky. The poems that the old man heard from no one knows where, it is very suitable for this Shi Hao's experience."

"That's right. If ordinary people were hit like this, they would have been disheartened and depressed, but this Shi Hao is still confident. Although he is young, his open-mindedness is worth learning from."

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators applauded.

No one has encountered setbacks in their life, especially after stepping into the path of cultivation, those with higher talents, more treasures, stronger sects, and better luck than themselves... There are too many unsatisfactory things. In the blow after blow, there are too few monks who can stick to their hearts and not be shocked by honor or disgrace.

Therefore, when they saw Shi Hao, what they saw was what they longed for but didn't get.

Immediately felt emotional.

......

And in the Douluo plane, which is separated by countless planes.

Sect Master Tang stared at the light curtain, his blue hair blown up by the wind.

Seeing Shi Hao possessing supernatural power, Sect Master Tang raised his brows and said:

"This Shi Hao is quite fateful, and it seems that he has recovered a lot."

Suddenly, Sect Master Tang's ears moved slightly.

All the sounds within a radius of [-] meters entered his ears.

Most of them were praising Shi Hao and angrily scolding Shi Yi's mother and son.

The corner of Tang Sect Leader's mouth twitched, and his eyes revealed a bit of disdain: "Innate talent is always greater than acquired hard work. Shi Hao, who has lost his supreme bone, is no longer qualified to be Shi Yi's opponent."

Sect Master Tang thought to himself:

"Ignorant people call Shi Yi selfish and cold-blooded, but I think Shi Yi is not wrong. Only by being ruthless and unscrupulous can you hope to stand on top of all living beings. Don't judge right or wrong, only judge success or failure!"

Of course, Sect Master Tang was only thinking about it in his heart, and he didn't dare to make it public and become a public enemy of the mainland.

......

At this time, the voice-over continued to sound.

【In a blink of an eye, Shi Hao is over four years old. At this time, he has thousands of catties of divine power with a flick of his arms, but he is still not weaned. 】

Above the light curtain, Shi Hao has grown from a babbling, baby-sounding toddler to a white and lovely child with astonishing strength.

But what remains the same is the milk stains that often hang on the corner of his mouth, and the clay pot that he holds in his arms for the first time after hunting and returning to the village.

During the days in Shicun, Shi Hao also met new friends. When sending his friends away, Shi Hao still held the clay pot.

From the stone house at the head of the village, Shi Hao ran out and played with the beast cubs raised in the village.

"The little one is stealing milk again, when will we stop?" A group of older children found the milk stains on the corner of Shi Hao's mouth and teased.

"No, no, you read it wrong!"

Shi Hao hurriedly wiped his mouth, put his milk-stained little hands behind his back, his big eyes rolled darkly.

......

"What a cute kid. It's just that he hasn't been weaned at the age of five, and he likes to drink milk a little too much. Could this be the origin of his nickname?"

"Speaking of which, I also like breastfeeding..."

"The milk you're talking about...is it a real milk?"

The five-year-old has not yet been weaned, making the monks of the heavens a little dumbfounded.

......

[One day, a group of uninvited guests came to Shicun.They are the top powerhouses from aristocratic families outside the Great Wilderness, and they brought the arrogance of the clan to come to the Great Wilderness to try and win treasures. 】

On the light curtain, these strong men from outside the wilderness were arrogant and domineering, destroying one village after another along the way, and slaughtered all the sacrificial spirits of the villages.

On this day, this group of people came to Shicun, and they set their target on the willow tree at the entrance of Shicun.

Under the active provocation of Tianjiao, Shi Hao defeated the Tianjiao of the big families in turn!

And the willow tree at the entrance of the village, which seems to have died, also shines brightly, beheading all the invading enemies with its own power.

Afterwards, the major aristocratic families dispatched more elite troops to Shicun for revenge.

Willow strikes again!

Among the thousands of thunderbolts, a shimmering wicker lightly waved, and the top experts from the aristocratic families fell one after another!

They were all killed by the charred willow tree at the entrance of the village with the power of thunder.

A green willow branch was pulled out from the scorched willow tree, piercing the sky and the earth, tearing apart the boundless sky, almost running through the entire wilderness, causing countless fierce beasts to look sideways.

[Through this battle, Shi Hao knew that the outside world was not as beautiful as he thought, and the people outside were not as friendly as the villagers of Shicun. He began to realize that when dealing with the enemy, he must put away his kindness. 】

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"I thought the willow tree had been struck dead by lightning, but I didn't expect it to be a living thing, let alone be so strong!"

"What is the origin of this willow tree? Look at the very obvious lightning strike on the willow tree. The origin of this willow tree is very mysterious."

"Didn't you find it? I mentioned it before the inventory. The few ancient remnants deep in the mountain all respect this willow god very much, and their status must not be low."

The cultivators of the heavens are very curious about Willow God.

I thought it was an ordinary sacrificial spirit, like those village sacrificial spirits who were beheaded by aristocratic families along the way, repeating the same mistakes, but I didn't expect to behead the strong men of aristocratic families like a crush.

......

When the monks of the heavens were wondering, as if they knew what everyone was thinking, the voice-over of the light curtain sounded again.

[This willow tree is the ancestor spirit who protected the three thousand gods in the ancient era of Immortals. He was once a giant among the immortal kings. The powerful are terrified. 】

[In the end, under the disparity in strength, this ancestor spirit who cultivated into an immortal king chose to be reborn from Nirvana, starting from the spirit of a small village in the lower realm. 】

Chapter 44 The gears of fate are turning!

"This... I thought it was a trick, but I didn't expect it to be the protagonist? A small village spirit, deep in the mountains, there are not thirty or five hundred such spirits. Who would have thought that it would be the fairy king Nirvana ?”

"The aristocratic families outside the Great Wilderness are also considered unlucky. I have to say that the road of cultivation really requires a little luck. Without this luck, killing a willow tree that has been struck by lightning will bring out the entire fairy king."

"Ordinary willows can also cultivate to the realm of the fairy king?! I am the king-level blood of Zhiyao clan, and even becoming an immortal is an extravagant hope! It's not fair! It's not fair!"

"..."

No one thought that this broken willow guarding the entrance of the village would have such a big background.

......

Just when everyone in Shicun thought that the crisis had passed, Liu Shen told them that the real crisis was coming.

[A few months later, a baby that was coveted by countless powerful men and ancient beasts was born, triggering a battle between the four ancient relics in the mountains. After the aftermath of the war, the entire wilderness was devastated, mountains collapsed, the lakes dried up and the seas dried up. . 】

The endless rolling mountains of the entire Great Desolation were almost wiped out in this battle.

Under the protection of Willow God, Shicun successfully survived the catastrophe.

And Liu Shen fell into a deep sleep immediately.

A year passed quickly, and during this year, little Shi Hao made very rapid progress, and completely stepped into the first level of cultivation, the blood-moving level.

At the beginning of the blood-moving stage, only the physical body can have a strength of [-] jin, in the middle stage, it can have a strength of [-] jin, and in the late stage of general blood, it can explode with a strength of [-] jin.

Six-year-old Shi Hao has already reached the peak of the blood-moving realm.

Just when he was about to attack the next realm, the Spiritual Willow God stopped him.

"In ancient times, the cubs of the ferocious beast Zhenji and the Golden-winged Roc could have a strength of one hundred thousand catties of pure physical strength."

Liu Shen told Shi Hao not to be in a hurry to break through the realm, but to try to forge the physical body like a real cub to the limit.

Walk out of an unprecedented extreme road and break the shackles.

"Breakthrough to the extreme level of [-] jin will be of great benefit to your future development."

The little boy Shi Hao clenched his fists tightly, keeping what Liu Shen said in his heart.Then he asked timidly:

"Shen Liu, can you let me see my lost memory? I want to know what happened back then."

Liu Shen agreed to Shi Hao.

【With the help of Liu Shen, Shi Hao witnessed everything that happened in Prince Wu's Mansion back then. He saw his grandfather go deep into the wilderness to hunt and kill ferocious beasts for him, he saw himself being cut out and bloodletted by his aunt, and he saw his parents rioting in Prince Wu's Mansion. .....】

A gust of wind blew, and a wicker lightly brushed Shi Hao's tear-filled cheeks.

"Do you hate them?"

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Shi Hao choked up and said, "I feel sorry for my parents. Where are they now?"

The wicker fluttered louder, and God Willow asked via voice transmission: "They dug away your Supreme Bone, and now Shi Yi is the pride of the Stone Clan, and after getting the Supreme Bone, he will be even more haloed. It belongs to you, don't you really hate it?"

Shi Hao was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Isn't it just a piece of bone, Supreme is not sealed by anyone, let alone a piece of bone can decide, but step by step!"

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After hearing Shi Hao's resounding words, all the monks in the sky applauded loudly.

"At the age of six, other children were still snuggled up at their parents' knees, but this Shi Hao already has such courage and understanding, truly worthy of being called a genius!"

"Yes, such a child is worthy of being called a generation of geniuses. Only cultivation talent is nothing. A true genius must have a state of mind that matches his strength. Otherwise, he will be no different from a war machine."

"I think when I was six years old, I was still a child who liked to study sparrows. I'm ashamed, ashamed."

Shi Hao's words revealed incomparable self-confidence and boldness.

The monks of the heavens are all experienced people, and they all understand the importance of mind to the way of practice.