Little People of Cultivation

Although some don't like this person's talkativeness, 456 patiently replied with a firm word: "Yes!"

Such self-confidence caused Bai Moran to look surprised. It was the first time Bai Moran met such a child, and he couldn't help asking curiously, "456, how old are you? I'm 12, how about you?"

"11." Perhaps because he knew that if he answered this | the talkative person would never stop, 456 gave his answer directly, then put the whetstone aside and lay down on the ground.

It's time to sleep.Knowing the meaning of his actions, Bai Moran shut his mouth immediately, and at the same time felt sorry for this child. Although he didn't know if this child really existed in reality, a child who was only 11 years old had to face such a cruel battlefield.Anyone with a conscience in their hearts will feel sympathy.

But this child doesn't seem to need other people's comfort, glanced at 456, Bai Moran suddenly asked, "456, do you want to listen to a little song?"

456 opened his eyes, and gave Bai Moran a weird look, as if looking at some strange person.

Bai Moran didn't mind, tapped his iron sword lightly, and sang: "The black sky hangs low, bright stars follow each other, insects and insects fly, who are you missing, the stars in the sky shed tears, The roses on the ground wither, the cold wind blows, as long as you are with me, bugs fly and flowers sleep, one pair after another is beautiful, I am not afraid of the dark but my heart is broken, no matter whether I am tired or not, I don’t care about the north, south, east, and west.”

"Insects Flying" is considered to be Bai Moran's favorite song in his previous life. The melodious melody of the song is similar to the style of nursery rhymes, which is very suitable for singing at night like this. At least after Bai Moran opened his mouth, 456's expression softened a lot. He looked at the night sky The bright starry sky seems to be lost in memory.

After two times, Bai Moran stopped singing.Holding his iron sword, he imitated 456 and lay down on the ground.

Maybe it's because this world has spiritual energy, maybe it's just because this world has no industrial pollution at all, so the starry sky above Bai Moran's head is very beautiful and bright, but the astrology here is completely different from Bai Moran's previous life, even from Bai Moran's previous life. The starry sky Moran saw was slightly different when he was in the mortal world.

Bai Moran didn't want to find out why, but he knew that this was a world completely different from his previous life.

Bai Moran closed his eyes, subconsciously invoked the exercises, and a little bit of starlight gathered on him. These starlights slowly accumulated in his sea of ​​consciousness to form a faint but still shining star.

For a while, there was silence around the two of them, only the occasional crackling sound of the bonfire burning, which gave people the illusion that the years were quiet.

It's just a pity that this peace is only limited to the night.

When the sun rose again, Bai Moran and 456 returned to the top of the city again. Those who stood around them and charged were no longer those new recruits who knew nothing, but those who had become very sophisticated after a day of fighting. real soldier.

Constant charge, non-stop fighting.

Blood and severed limbs were almost the only scenery that Bai Moran saw in his eyes during this period of time.

In this kind of fighting, Bai Moran knew fewer and fewer people day by day, but the survivors were like real war machines and killing weapons, and their eyes had a kind of calm that could almost be called numbness.

This situation lasted for three months, until the westerly wind mixed with snowflakes blew all over the city, the tide of monster beasts subsided, and the city, which had been soaked in blood and stumps for three months, ushered in a rare period of dormancy.

Bai Moran walked on the snow-covered streets very calmly. The city covered by winter snow should be peaceful, but at this moment, it is not the bustle of the past.

Merchants who are not afraid of death from all over the continent gathered in this city, exchanging all kinds of materials for various monster limbs and other rare materials in the hands of soldiers and troops.

It is ironic that this terrifying wave of monsters brought indelible pain to this city, but in another sense, it also made this city a treasure in the eyes of some businessmen, and then it became a treasure for those in the deep mainland. The cultivators brought rare materials for refining tools and talismans, and those who survived also made a lot of money.

Bai Moran watched the businessmen driving away happily, and couldn't help taking a sip of the spirits from the wine pouch hanging on his waist.

In the past, Bai Moran would never have touched such a drink considering his age, but after the three-month fight, Bai Moran's exhaustion could only be relieved by this spirit.

Bai Moran felt that he might be suffering from war syndrome, only this kind of strong alcohol could numb his desire to fight

"After waking up from this dream, will I become a drunkard?" Bai Moran murmured uncertainly, and then turned into a tavern uncontrollably. Although this tavern is small, But there are all soldiers who want to get drunk and wanton. Even though Bai Moran looks like a child, he doesn't attract any attention when he enters here.

Bai Moran walked a few steps, and saw 456 sitting in the corner of the tavern, holding a glass of wine and savoring it elegantly, and walked towards him involuntarily.

Although I don't know why, Bai Moran doesn't have much contact with this 456, so he is not familiar with him, but every time he meets Bai Moran, he always wants to get in touch.

If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't see the arrogance of a cultivator in this person, Bai Moran would have doubted whether this person was also a disciple who participated in the outer sect competition like him.

"It's really fate, I didn't expect to meet you here, 456."

Bai Moran didn't ask 456 either, so he sat directly opposite him, asked the waiter to serve him a large bottle of spirits, and then looked at 456's outfit with some curiosity.

456 was not wearing a military uniform, but very ordinary civilian clothing that was absolutely soft and comfortable. His hair, which was tied into a ponytail for the convenience of movement, was now also combed into a bun that only ordinary children would tie.

"Are you planning to leave here?" Bai Moran hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively.After all, this kind of dress is completely different from his usual self. Bai Moran even noticed that 456 began to restrain the evil spirit around him, making himself much more peaceful. If it wasn't for this city, if Bai Moran didn't know this face, Bai Moran might They all thought that the one in front of him was just an ordinary child, um, at least he was better educated from a family background.

"My military achievements are enough." 456 rarely opened his mouth to explain.

Bai Mo understood that although these children were bought by the generals of the army to serve as cannon fodder in this city, as long as they were on the battlefield against the monster tide, they would be able to gain military merit, and if the military merit reached a certain amount, they could be exchanged for free.

When the wave of monsters is over, these recruits who have enough military merit can choose whether to leave the city or stay here as real soldiers.

Although there is an option to leave, most of the surviving soldiers stayed in this city.

Not only because of five years of brainwashing, but also because most of the kids have nowhere to go because they were sold here after all.

"Are you going to find your parents?" Bai Moran asked suspiciously, although this 456 tried his best to hide, but his usual demeanor was different from those ordinary people, so Bai Moran didn't believe this 456 His father would be a country rich man, maybe he was born in this big family in the cultivation world.

"No." Unexpectedly, 456 denied Bai Moran's guess, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which gave that ordinary face an indescribable charm, "I'm going to visit other places in the mainland. .Having been stuck here for so long, I wondered what it was like outside of this fortress."

"Outside." Bai Moran felt that this was a good idea, anyway, he had accumulated enough military exploits, so there was no need to stay in this place that was subjected to the tide of monsters and beasts every year.

"Then can I go with you?" Bai Moran patted his chest, and recommended himself very boldly, "I can hunt and cook, and I will definitely not hold you back."

456 hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

So 456 and 153, two teenagers who are not yet 13 years old in the eyes of others, met and left this huge fortress city together on this snowy day, took their respective swords, and started traveling the entire continent empty-handed. road.

The comprehension continent in this dreamland is completely different from the one that Bai Moran remembers in reality, it is even more turbulent and cruel.

Although they experienced the ordeal of monster beast tide in that fortress city, they were still stunned by the cruelty inside the mainland.

Killing and seizing treasures happened from time to time, almost every day Bai Moran and 456 could witness a fight from a distance, because the cause of these fights might be to rob.

This is an era that is not peaceful, even if there are some prosperous cities, even if those cities have certain rules, but in the final analysis, those rules are still respected by the strong.

Low-level cultivators like Bai Moran and 456 who rely on the incomplete and quick success method to quickly build a foundation, but have no future after the foundation is built, are the lowest level of this era.

Then the two just wanted to look around, and didn't want to challenge some strong people or certain forces.

These two people sometimes pretend to be ordinary drug dealers, walking in various city streets.Or squatting on the street corners of those prosperous areas as if possessed by a beggar, listening to those people who are cultivators but are no different from ordinary people, gossip and gossip all kinds of gossip.

Sometimes Bai Moran would take 456 to explore all kinds of magical places, but there are absolutely no natural treasures or secret places.

The two miraculously did not have too much attachment to cultivation, they seemed to be the most ordinary little people, visiting and exploring in this cultivation world, they still called each other by numbers, and never asked each other's name.

Five years passed in such a peaceful way, until one day they were accidentally involved in a battle between strong men, and an innocent cultivator from a small town became the pool fish in the battle between the two Nascent Soul cultivators.