Startled by the strange language, Xia Ming subconsciously wanted to move, but was horrified to find that he had lost control of his body.

"Huh..."

A cool breeze blew, and a "huge" and warm quilt instantly wrapped his body!

He only felt his body lighten, and his vision changed: a rough face broke into it, with a beard that was more than an inch long!

"Judge!" Startled, Xia Ming suddenly thought of the legend of the underworld, "Did I ascend to the underworld?!!"

"Niuguluko, Bercilius...", another strange speech came into his ears.

Before he could react, he felt his body lighten again, and his vision changed again: another beard!

"Yan Luo!" After completely confirming his judgment, Xia Ming felt a chill in his heart, and he was filled with grief, "Two thousand years of practice, just like that, it's over, it's over..."

Ignoring the sadness in his heart, a palm as big as a palm fan fell down quickly.

"Goodbye, my sweetheart, I can't wait for you in the spirit world..." Looking at the shadow that was getting bigger and bigger, Xia Ming was completely desperate, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

"Hmm?! So comfortable, what kind of death is this, euthanasia?" There was no excruciating pain, Xia Ming only felt a warm airflow, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, back and forth several times, so comfortable that he just wanted to moan.

"Hey, why is it gone?" The airflow stayed for only a moment and then hurriedly evacuated.

He opened his eyes reluctantly and saw "Yan Luo": frowning slightly, shaking his head gently.

"Qigulusi..." Another strange word came, and Xia Ming realized that he was not dead!

Then, the third change of vision: a pale face full of tenderness, with a head full of sweat, came up, and the strange words sounded again: "Luxis, Liuxis..."

Next, the bloody mouth and the pale face exchanged for a while, and then the scene that happened more than two thousand years ago reappeared. The instinct of the body made Xia Ming suck greedily, and a famous saying in the secular world popped up in his mind: "Breastfeeding is healthier!"

...

Whenever he thought of the scene of birth, the 15-year-old boy couldn't help blushing.

With a self-deprecating smile, he folded his hands behind his head and leaned against the tree trunk, avoiding the dazzling sunlight through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and his thoughts continued to fly.

Fifteen years of experience gave him a preliminary understanding of this world.

This is not the spiritual world he longed for, nor the underworld that made him afraid, but a strange continent full of fighting spirit and elements-the Sith Continent!

With Tianshen Mountain as the boundary, it is divided into two parts: the eastern part is dominated by humans, and the western part is a mixture of races. But they all respect strength and the law of the jungle, forming powerful forces.

He was in "Dayan", one of the seven great empires in the east:

Located in the northeast of the continent, it borders Dajin in the north, Daxia in the south, Daqin in the west, and the sea in the east. It has a vast area and a sparse population.

It is divided into seven counties, mostly hilly and mountainous, with only Yan County in the middle, Zhang County in the south, and one-third of Linjiang County as plains.

Especially Zhang County, with abundant rainfall and fertile land, its grain output accounts for more than half of the national total, and it is called the granary of Dayan.

Unfortunately, he was born in the neighboring Wanqiu County: gullies and ravines, barren land, and life is extremely difficult!

If it were just like this, it would be fine. After all, his purpose was not to enjoy, but to practice successfully as soon as possible and return to the original world.

But the sky did not fulfill people's wishes. There was no spiritual energy here, and all the cultivation methods were ineffective! What's more unfortunate is that his innate meridians and dantian were atrophied, and the Niwan Palace was closed, so there was no way to switch to local exercises!

Of course, the 50 Great Daos and the 49 Heavenly Derivations finally left him a way out: there are also the sun, the moon and the stars here.

It allows him to practice the body-refining method of his previous life - "Star Art" and the wisdom eye supernatural power - "Purple Qi Art", which are comparable to the practice system here.

"Star Art" relies on absorbing the power of starlight to open up acupoints and strengthen the body. It is divided into six levels: tempering the body, refining the organs, transforming blood, transforming the ordinary, transcending, and unity.

"Purple Qi Art" is an auxiliary supernatural power for the eyes, divided into three levels: subtle, knowing the truth, and moving the spirit.

Both methods are not easy to practice.

It took him fifteen years to reach the perfection of the third orifice of the nine orifices of tempering the body, and his strength reached 300 kilograms, but his eyesight was still far from the subtle realm, just better than ordinary people.

The practice system here is divided into two types:

One is more common, focusing on fighting spirit, and about one in ten people have this talent. They can be divided into: fighters, fighters, great fighters, grandmasters, saint fighters and the legendary god fighters!

Another type is relatively rare, focusing on mental power and controlling various elements. Only about one in a thousand people have this talent. They can be divided into: soul apprentices, soul masters, great soul masters, soul patriarchs, saint soul masters and the legendary god soul masters!

The two have different tendencies. The former is strong in single melee combat, while the latter has an advantage in range attack. However, they have the same goal. When they reach the highest level, they can turn the world upside down and destroy the world!

However, those who can cultivate to that level are rare! Not to mention soul cultivation, just talking about fighting spirit practitioners, 99% of them stay in the first level of "fighter" realm!

Originally, the fighter realm was divided into only two levels, with the ability to release fighting spirit as the dividing point!

However, because the population base of this layer is too large, in order to facilitate distinction, it is artificially divided into nine levels according to the size of strength: each level is 100 jin, up to 900 jin, and when it reaches 700 jin, it can already release fighting spirit.

At the same time, in order to better use strength and enhance the ability to survive, countless sages have worked hard to create a large number of fighting skills and secret techniques.

The village chief of Langshan Village where Xia Ming is located is a level 7 fighter who masters the only fighting skill in the village: Langya Fist.

Langshan Village is located in Shitou Town, Boshan County, Wanqiu County, next to Langya Mountain, with more than 100 households and more than 400 people.

Because of the mountainous terrain, there is very little land that can be cultivated. Half of the food source depends on hunting and picking. The only twenty or so fighters have become the pillars of the village.

His father Xia Qiusheng is one of them, a fighter at the top of level 5. His mother Xia Liushi and sister Xia Chu are ordinary people without the talent for cultivation.

Xia Qiusheng had hoped that his son would inherit his talent, but the investigation at birth poured cold water on him: Li Tieshan, the village chief who looked like Yama, found that Xia Ming was born with blocked meridians and could not practice fighting spirit.

In desperation, Xia Qiusheng could only train his son's physique from an early age, trying to make him stronger and become a strong man among ordinary people.

Who knew that his son was gifted and had reached a huge strength of 300 kilograms at the age of fifteen, even surpassing several boys who practiced fighting spirit and qualified to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony.

The coming-of-age ceremony of Langshan Village requires hunting a wild beast alone at the age of fifteen, even a wild dog!

Of course, the stronger the prey, the greater the glory, and the easier it is to be valued by the girl, so Xia Qiusheng set the target for his son: a mountain wolf!

An adult mountain wolf is seven or eight feet long and weighs one hundred and sixty or seventy kilograms. It is powerful and has sharp teeth, which can be compared to thick iron. With a bite, it can reach more than five hundred kilograms and can directly bite off a small tree as thick as an adult's arm.

Although he had no desire to marry, Xia Ming could not resist the pressure from his father and the expectation from his mother, and came to Langya Mountain alone.

Unfortunately, after wandering around for a whole morning, he did not see a single hair of a mountain wolf or even a rabbit!

At this moment, he had to sit on a branch to take a nap, thinking about random things while waiting for the wolf.

"Sha, sha, sha...", just after less than a cup of tea, there was movement in the grass under the tree.

Lazily opening his eyes, Xia Ming found that it was a badger, one and a half feet long, fat, and moving rapidly in the grass.

"No, this thing only comes out at night, what's going on in the middle of the day?" Xia Ming frowned and opened his eyes a little wider: he saw that the badger was staggering, and it seemed that his left hind leg was a little lame.

"Hmm? The smell of blood!" A hint of disharmony suddenly came from the fragrant and humid air, and Xia Ming immediately reacted: it was the smell of blood!

Sitting up quietly, he changed to a suitable angle and saw the blood on the buttocks of the badger dog, which had not yet dried.

"Mountain wolf!" Looking at the blurred scratches under the blood, Xia Ming immediately understood.

With a look of surprise in his eyes, he moved his body to the side, gently took off the wooden bow on his back, drew out the arrow, put it on the string, and waited for the enemy to arrive.

"Sha, sha, sha...", a dozen breaths, and the rapid sound of passing through sounded.

With a slight curl of the corners of his mouth, Xia Ming had already seen the gray-black shadow. He stretched his hands and pulled the bowstring to the full, waiting for the mountain wolf to show up, and then pierced its eyes from a hundred steps.

He didn't wait for long, and the wolf head more than a foot long appeared.

"One-eyed!" Xia Ming's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized the origin of this beast. It was the lone wolf that the villagers hated the most.

At first, it only visited the chicken coop in the village, and later, it became worse and took away several children who came back late! This immediately aroused the anger of the villagers, and they launched a special encirclement and suppression campaign.

At that time, the village chief Li Tieshan personally took action, but only blinded one of its eyes and failed to kill it.

From then on, this vengeful beast became more cunning and rampant, and attacked the villagers who went into the mountains to hunt several times, resulting in one death and one disability, and the two sides became mortal enemies.