No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 7
deserted village.

From Ning Luo's neck down, he was bathed in the Fang Ding that was steaming with blood mist.

In fact, this thing was not a medicine cauldron, but cooking utensils.However, it will only come in handy during festivals, so it is not needed on weekdays.

When Ning Luo went to borrow Fang Ding, the children in the village were frightened.

They watched Ning Luo dragging a corner of the cauldron with one hand, walking back to their courtyard in such a vicious manner, and they all fell silent in fright.

Later, after Ahu and Ergou added fuel and vinegar, Ning Luo's image in the deserted village became more and more full.

"Secretly tell you that Luo was picked up from the mountain by hunters, and it is probably the child of some demon cultivator!"

"Maxiu?! Is that the Moxiu that Dad said, the one who eats people and doesn't spit their skin?"

"Eating people without spitting their skin, isn't it..."

"That's the one! Ah Hu and I saw it with our own eyes. That guy can split a big rock with his bare hands. Even Dad can't do it!"

"So scary!"

"Don't play with him, what if he suddenly goes crazy!"

"By the way, Shunzi, what did you want to say just now?"

"I, I want to say, isn't Dad and the others talking about eating people without spitting out their bones?"

"..."

The unremarkable identity of an abandoned baby is really blown into a hidden character by the bear babies.

A group of children talked about it seriously, but the hunters of their parents didn't take it seriously.

It is true that Luo has been sensible since he was a child. After all, he has no father and no mother, so he should be more independent than these children.

But when it comes to splitting boulders by hand, this cowhide can be exaggerated.

Not to mention whether the adult hunters can do this, but there are only a few large stones in this barren village, and no big stones have been broken by anyone?

So the hunters only thought it was the children's lies.

They will not blame their children for this, after all, the people in the village are simple and upbringing, and their upbringing is no better than that of the townsmen. Who hasn't had a bear when they were young?

As for Er Gouzi's isolation of Ning Luo in the village, it's easy to understand.

It is the child's nature to form cliques and fight against each other. Ergou and Ahu have suffered from Ningluo's hands, and they were scared to cry. Of course, they are embarrassed to play with Ningluo again.

In order to avoid embarrassment when they met again, they chose to exclude Ning Luo.

After all, children will not admit mistakes, so Ning Luo was frightened and cried only because "Luo deliberately murdered me".

Ning Luo didn't care about this, but applauded.

In this way, he practiced alone, without being bothered by anyone, and he was happy and quiet.

In the courtyard.

The blood of the ferocious beast in the cauldron was bubbling, and it was about to boil.

The firewood underneath was burning vigorously, but judging by the charred color of the firewood, the firepower might not last.

But in Fang Ding, Ning Luo's blood became more and more intense.

Even his skin was burnt red, and the vertical and horizontal blood vessels and meridians intertwined with complicated and hideous lines on the body surface, like the tattoos of ancient priests.

Enduring the unspeakable burning pain, Ning Luo tried his best to feel the flow of Qi and blood in his body.

The wolf's energy and blood was absorbed by his body, and it was traveling along his blood vessels, and Ning Luo memorized the path of energy and blood circulation.

He tried to go back, tried to guide his blood, to imitate the breath of a fierce wolf.

As a result, the steaming blood mist was dense, and under the guidance of Ning Luo, it gathered into a group, gradually solidified, and then transformed into a phantom of a ferocious wolf!

Ning Luo slowly stood up, and retracted his right fist to the side of his lower abdomen.

He carefully controlled the phantom of the ferocious wolf, so that it would collapse halfway, and when his breath stabilized, he punched out suddenly!
Punch out!Wolf!
The fierce fist wind engulfed the phantom of the blood wolf, and rushed all the way to the fence, kicking up dust and dust in the sky!
It's just that the wooden fence has not been worn out in the slightest.

Ning Luo opened his eyes, quite satisfied with the result in front of him: "Huh... at least the way is right."

He turned over and jumped out of the tripod, and simply rinsed it with the clean water prepared on the side.

After putting on his clothes, Ning Luo stroked his chin and looked around along the path of the fist wind just now.

Obviously, the instant power of punching is actually great.

It's just that the Fist Wind and Wolf Phantom lost a lot during the march, so the longer the distance, the move becomes a bluff.

But in any case, at least the rudiments of the exercises are already in place.

Although the effect of the current exercises is still a bit hip-stretching, the most basic functions are already available.

One is to absorb Qi and blood and build circulation.

The second is to guide the blood and release it.

But from a procedural point of view, the current function of this exercise is nothing more than a simple process of input and output, and there is not much actual combat effect.

Ning Luo breathed a sigh of relief, thumped his right shoulder, and said to himself, "No rush, there are still 16 years left."

Thinking in this way, Ning Wei squinted her eyes and looked up at the barren mountain.

……

On the other side, Fang Ao slashed all the enemies with his sword and climbed Mount Shu.

When Shushan's practice method was only one step away from him, when he proudly shouted that the advantage was in me, thinking that he had the chance to win.

However, he didn't know that Ning Luo had already explored the way of cultivating Qi and blood, and had even made some achievements.

The audience doesn't know either.

Because no matter whether it is a race or a street fight, there is an unwritten rule in the projection of the live broadcast, that is, it is forbidden to broadcast the detailed content of the traverser's practice.

The main reason is to ensure playability and relative fairness, so after the return of the traverser, the memory related to the skills and skills will also be cleared.

However, there are rumors that the system seems to have other secrets in doing so. It is said that it is to protect the player's brain from being overwhelmed by excessive information.

It is said that in a metropolis like Xingang, Gao Wan can retain incomplete memories of exercises.

But this has nothing to do with Ning Luo, because his exercises are made up by himself.

In addition, there are many banned items in the time-traveling live broadcast, such as pill prescriptions, refining blueprints, and some hidden events with a low exposure rate, as well as those indescribable art activities that cannot be watched even after paying money ...

In short, the projection rules are like this, so what Ning Luo did was not noticed by the audience.

The fourth year passed quickly, and until the end, Ning Luo failed to appear on the scene again.

Therefore, the audience became more and more puzzled by Ning Luo's strange performance.

Excluding the destiny entry and the possibility of cheating, Ning Luo was able to have such an outrageous start, did it really trigger some long-term hidden event related to the deserted village?
If this is the case, then Ning Luo's luck is too outrageous, right?
Three rounds of byes in the audition, the group stage was drawn to perform in the opening round, and an unknown hidden event was triggered by the first crossing...

If there is still the possibility of being maliciously arranged by the organizers in the first two times, then the third time is really full of luck.

There was a lot of discussion on the bullet screen, and the scene was lifeless.

Seeing this, Qianyue rushed to save the scene: "Fang Ao's performance in this ceremony of inviting immortals is also very impressive. He has been in Shushan for four years, and he has met an immortal master before. It is estimated that he will win the elders soon after entering Shushan. Favor it."

As soon as these words came out, the audience finally reacted.

"That's right, the outcome depends on the defensive battle of Shushan. Fang Ao entered Shushan for four years, and the advantage is full!"

"The rookie probably hit the big luck, but he will not be able to go up the mountain until 7 years at the earliest, and he lost too much in terms of rhythm."

"More than that, he is a newcomer. If he has never heard of inviting Xian Dianyi, then he may not even know how to get to Shushan."

The atmosphere at the scene finally became a little lively.

Although the audience was still trying their best to refute the previous misjudgment, at least no one ridiculed Ning Luo anymore, and instead had some small expectations in their hearts.

Time sped up again.

During the period, Qianyue analyzed Fang Ao's performance in the ceremony of inviting immortals, which can be considered as a review for the distracted audience.

Sporadic applause and praise sounded in the venue, but it was still quite different from Fang Ao's imaginary picture.

Just after the analysis of the explanation, the time on the light screen happened to slow down.

5th year.

On the screen, the clouds and mist are misty, and the fairy peaks stand tall.

The sea of ​​clouds hangs down like a waterfall, and sometimes white cranes walk through it.

The suspended floating islands are connected by iron cables, which are said to be the masterpiece of Yuan Magnetic and Formation.Although the core of the Yuan magnetic field is not exposed, it can also see the mysterious charm of a fairy house mechanism.

This is Shushan.

Fang Ao climbed to Mount Shu as he wished, but the immortal master he met earlier did not come forward to meet him.

He understands the reason, having a fairy fate does not mean that one is suitable for cultivating the path.

If he wants to win the favor of Shushan's high-level officials and obtain resources, he must show the corresponding talent.

Fang Ao in the light curtain propped himself up and moved his stiff legs. It seemed that he had just left the level.

Due to the rules, the projection will not show detailed and specific images of practice.

But the audience can see that Fang Ao seems to have completed the xinxing test of doing chores a long time ago, and has already practiced the "Drinking Qi Technique" of Shushan.

After 5 years of cultivation, this speed is completely enough to be described as a perfect rhythm.

Because this is the limit that most traversers can do at present.

While the audience was amazed, they did not praise Ning Luo for the first time. Instead, they looked forward to Ning Luo's performance.

"After 5 years of training, it is already very strong in our Great Yongcheng, can it catch up with the average level of Xingang professional players?"

"I think it's interesting. Seven years is considered fast in a street fight. Usually, you have to wear a gambler to do it so fast, but who dares to gamble like that in a competition."

"Don't forget that newcomer, the four-year-old Slaughtering Wolf, might be able to turn over."

"It's unlikely, but...if it's possible, I'd really like to see it."

"Me too!"

Who doesn't like accidents?
The same fast attack style every day, who can enter Shushan first, who can practice martial arts first, who can become a true biography, who can get key props first...

The audience has long been tired of watching this kind of time-consuming plot, so it can bring them some fun when the two traversers recognize each other, and they can fight tit-for-tat overtly and secretly.

But the appearance of Ning Luo broke this deadlock.

A dark horse that entered the group stage as a pure rookie with three byes due to luck.

An abnormal development that started in a desperate way, but the four-year-old wolf slaughter shocked everyone.

If anyone can bring something new to the audience, it must be Ning Luo.

Time sped up again.

Everyone's impression of Ning Luo changed greatly.

Even though they believe that Ning Luo got here by virtue of his luck, those who are familiar with time travel understand that luck is not a kind of strength?
The audience held their breath, and the bullet screen was full of "Ning Luo" neatly. Everyone was looking forward to it...

However, time passed, spring passed and winter came, and the ice and snow melted until the number on the light curtain was about to become "6".

This year, there was no scene of Ning Luo.

　The new book asks for everything-,-
　　
　
(End of this chapter)