"Damn monkey, stop for me, you old hag!" In the Stone Village, a stout woman chased out. Ahead, a fist-sized golden ball was holding a hundred-jin beast leg and running away. It rolled along the ground, looking very funny. While running, it was also quickly chewing.
Incredibly, it was only over three inches tall, but by the time it reached the entrance of the village, the hundred-jin smoked meat had all gone into its belly, leaving only a big bone.
"Dead monkey, can't you change to another house? This is the sixth time in half a month!" The middle-aged woman's voice was like a lion's roar. She snatched the half-meter-long big bone and knocked it on its head.
"Dang", sparks flew, as if hitting iron or stone, making a clanging sound. The fist-sized golden ball looked innocent, blinking its big eyes, not resisting or retorting.
"Auntie Hu, it's not a monkey. It's Zhu Yan." Little Shi Hao corrected and grabbed the golden ball by its tail, lifting it upside down.
"That's right. It's very annoying. Even pigs are disgusted with it!" The middle-aged woman was furious and knocked it again with the big bone. Unfortunately, she couldn't hurt this creature. It was like hitting iron.
"Little Zhu, in the past half month, you've stolen from the entire village. Isn't your little belly full yet?" Shi Hao pulled its ear.
"Squeak..." The golden ball protested, dissatisfied with this name.
"It's not the pig of a tree pig, but the Zhu of Zhu Yan. If you don't like it, I'll still call you Mao Qiu." Little Shi Hao laughed and let it roll around in his palm.
The golden Zhu Yan was furious. What kind of names were these? First pig and then ball. It didn't like them at all.
Shi Hao kneaded and pinched it. Amid Zhu Yan's protests, they came to the lake to prepare for cultivation.
There was already a group of children here. Sitting cross-legged on the green grass, they were all very serious and cultivating bone inscriptions painstakingly. After a great disaster that wiped out everything within a hundred thousand li, it greatly touched the children. Everyone was aroused with fighting spirit and wanted to strive to become stronger.
"Mao Qiu has caused trouble again, right? Just now, I heard Auntie Hu from Lin Hu's family roar like a lion."
"Ha ha, it causes trouble several times every day. I really don't know how it can be so gluttonous. Its little belly is like a bottomless pit."
A group of children stood up, smiling and gathering around. They all pinched the chubby body of the golden Zhu Yan, finding the touch really great.
"In the past half month, the smoked meat it has stolen could weigh as much as a dragon-horned elephant, right?"
Little Shi Hao nodded upon hearing this and said, "It might have been starving. It was sealed at the bottom of that lake for over a year without food or drink. This is recovering its vitality."
The clear blue lake had golden big fish leaping from time to time. A group of children sat by the shore again and began to cultivate.
In the past year or so, Shi Hao's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, like a cocoon breaking and transforming into a butterfly. His physical body alone was capable of lifting a boulder weighing thirty thousand jin. Remember, this was only a six-year-old child. When he made this move, everyone in the village was stunned.
Moreover, he was still intensively cultivating bone inscriptions and had already achieved a profound level. Growing at this rate, it was hard to imagine what level he would reach!
True cultivation was not just tempering the physical body but also comprehending the original runes and touching the origin of heaven and earth. Otherwise, even if the physical body was extremely strong, it would be difficult to reach the peak.
True supreme beings did not distinguish between the physical body and bone inscriptions. When tempering the physical body, mysterious patterns could be generated, transforming into fragments of the Great Dao and integrating into the flesh and blood, inseparable from each other. When cultivating bone inscriptions, they transformed into divine radiance, nourishing the flesh and blood and melting them together.
Later generations gradually realized this as well. Therefore, at the initial stage, they tried to make the physical body and bone inscriptions as inseparable as possible and cultivate them as a whole.
Of course, this path was very difficult. It was very rare for even a village of several hundred people or a large town of several thousand people to produce someone who could embark on the path of cultivation.
The Moving the Blood Realm was the first stage of truly embarking on the path of cultivation. Generally speaking, it was already good if one appeared in a tribe of tens of thousands of people because the conditions were too 苛刻 and this path was very difficult.
In this realm, one needed to mobilize all the essence blood in the body, rumbling like thunder, melt bone inscriptions and stimulate divine radiance in the blood to refine the creation of heaven and earth and nourish the physical body.
Simply put, the Moving the Blood Realm was the combination of blood and runes, generating divine radiance, and then nourishing the physical body, seizing the creation of heaven and earth and strengthening oneself to achieve the purpose of cultivation.
In the early stage of the Moving the Blood Realm, the destructive power was already astonishing. One could easily suppress someone like Shi Linhu or Shi Feijiao, who could swing their arms with a strength of five or six thousand jin.
If measured by numerical values, the destructive power in the early stage of the Moving the Blood Realm should be at least eight thousand jin!
It was only after Little Shi Hao integrated the runes into his flesh and blood and transformed them into divine radiance, like an eternal divine furnace constantly absorbing the divine essence between heaven and earth, that he stepped into the Moving the Blood Realm.
Powerful people like Shi Linhu and Shi Feijiao were not considered to be at this realm because it was too difficult. It was good if one person in a tribe of ten thousand people could cross this threshold.
In the middle stage of the Moving the Blood Realm, the destructive power was twenty thousand jin. As for the later stage, it was even more astonishing, capable of exerting a divine power of fifty thousand jin. One could charge around among the herds of giant beasts!
Even in a tribe of tens of thousands of people, if someone stepped into the Moving the Blood Realm, it would be difficult for them to reach the later stage and exert such astonishing power throughout their lifetime.
Little Shi Hao was only six years old. His physical strength alone could lift a boulder weighing thirty thousand jin. Coupled with the mysterious power of the runes in his flesh and blood, it was naturally even more astonishing. He was already at the peak of the Moving the Blood Realm.
In the past two years, Shi Hao had made rapid progress. The pile of bone books collected by the old chief had all been thoroughly studied by him, and his attainment was very deep. He had reached the point of ultimate sublimation and was about to break through to another realm.
Shi Yunfeng did not let him do so because Little Shi Hao's cultivation speed was too fast. At such a young age, he had completed the path that many people took throughout their lives, which was incredibly hard to believe. He felt that at this stage, Shi Hao should consolidate his foundation and wait for the Willow God to recover and listen to its advice.
In these days, Little Shi Hao had almost worn out the bone books. He had thoroughly mastered these runes and had nothing more to learn. He could only explore and study on his own.
In addition, he was also researching precious techniques. One was the original runes of the Ancient Magic Bird, and the other was the great supernatural power of the Suanni. Both were enough to make a large clan of tens of millions of people jealous.
When the sun was about to set, the evening glow reddened the sky. The lake became even more beautiful. A group of strange birds were playing in the water. Suddenly, there was a commotion. All the giant birds flapped their wings and chirped non-stop.
Among the water plants, an egg the size of a human head was rolling at a very fast speed, away from that area. It was dragged over by a furry golden ball.
A group of children watched with wide eyes. The golden Zhu Yan stole an egg of a fierce bird back. The group of several-meter-long red-feathered cranes, all fiery red, were angrily chirping there.
"Mao Qiu, although this kind of egg is very fragrant when roasted, it's not a tonic. Go and steal a nest of little phoenix eggs. That's the good stuff." The snotty kid instigated. Although he was young, he was quite naughty.
"Squeak..." Mao Qiu chirped and turned into a golden light, vanishing in a flash. Its speed was extremely fast.
Not long after, a group of little phoenixes in the water plants by the lake were angrily chirping, flapping their wings and splashing large amounts of water, venting their anger.
The fist-sized golden ball was highly efficient. In just a short while, it stole and returned with over twenty eggs. If it wasn't stopped by Shi Hao, it would have continued.
"So fragrant!" The children lit a fire and roasted the bird eggs by the lake, enjoying the meal with Mao Qiu.
Although there weren't many eggs, they were very fresh and were a kind of nourishing precious medicine. They ate heartily and their bodies felt hot. The golden Mao Qiu wasn't domineering with the food and was willing to share.
However, its big eyes were rolling around. It had already started to think about which of these children's houses to visit tonight. After all, it couldn't have stolen the eggs for them for nothing, right?
When night fell, the willow tree at the entrance of the village suddenly emitted a halo, enveloping the entire Stone Village. Just like in the Vast Mountains, it was like this every night.
It was only that for the past year or so, it had fallen into deep sleep and this had stopped.
"The Willow God has recovered!" The villagers exclaimed.
At this moment, the golden fur of Zhu Yan stood on end. Its eyes widened round and it was very nervous, staring fixedly at the tender green branch on the charred tree trunk.
"Whoosh"
It suddenly jumped up and pounced on the willow tree, actually wanting to gnaw on the tender buds. It sensed the astonishingly abundant divine essence, containing extremely strong vitality.
"Mao Qiu, don't!" Shi Hao exclaimed.
The greenish willow branch fell and bound Mao Qiu, hanging it in mid-air. If not looked carefully, it would seem like it had hanged itself. This sudden change startled its big eyes wide and it struggled vigorously.
Little Shi Hao hurriedly explained, "Willow God, don't take it to heart. Although it's an ancient remnant, the runes inside its body are broken and it might have forgotten its past."
It was after a long time that the Willow God released it. Obviously, it cared about this golden Zhu Yan. However, it didn't say much.
After being released, Mao Qiu let out a startled cry and directly rolled down, jumping onto Shi Hao's shoulder and hiding behind his hair. Blinking its big eyes, it stared at the willow tree and dared not move anymore.
All the people of the Stone Village came, extremely pious and sincerely offering sacrifices to express their respect.
Finally, the chief, with a try-it attitude, consulted and recounted Little Shi Hao's cultivation achievements, asking the willow tree what to do next.
No one expected that the willow tree would respond. It sent out a divine thought, saying, "In ancient times, the most powerful fierce beasts, such as the True Qiong and the Golden-Winged Roc, their offspring could lift a hundred thousand jin divine iron when they were young."
"Ah!"
Everyone exclaimed. This was too shocking.
What kind of existence was the Willow God? What it said must not be false. It was much more reliable than the legends they heard. It was just that this news was too astonishing.
"That's just the power of the pure physical body and did not use the unique supreme precious techniques of their races." The Willow God added.
The Golden-Winged Roc and the True Qiong. These heaven-ranked ancient fierce beasts. Just thinking about it, their precious techniques were undoubtedly unparalleled and incomparable!
All the villagers were stunned and speechless.
"So, don't rush to break through for now. Try to break through the extreme level of a hundred thousand jin of pure physical power in the shortest time. It will have great benefits for you." The willow tree cautioned.
The villagers were all stunned. Obviously, the Willow God had a special regard for Little Shi Hao. For him, it had said so many words, more than the sum of the past few decades.
"I will strive!" Little Shi Hao blinked his big eyes, clenched his small fist and then timidly asked, "Willow God, can you help me see the things in my subconsciousness? I want to know what happened back then."
He was very nervous, afraid of discovering a cruel truth. But he very much hoped to know the result and understand the past events.
"Yes." The willow tree responded very briefly with these two words.