The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected

I don't know how long time passed, Zhou Tong slowly opened his eyes, and his mind went blank for a while.

Slowly his memory began to recover, his face changed, he turned over and sat up, but there was a sharp pain like tearing from his body.

Looking down, I saw that half of my body was scorched black, which was horrible.

"I didn't die? Where is this?"

Zhou Tong looked around, the light here was dim, and it looked like a cave somewhere underground.

There are also some miscellaneous items around, and it looks like someone lives here.

He wanted to get up, but the injury on his body was so painful that he couldn't live without it.

After lying down again, think about the current situation.

From the current point of view, after being affected by the self-detonation of the magic circle, he should have been rescued by chance, but I don't know where the owner of this place went.

The picture of Yang Lin's self-explosion kept flashing back and forth in his mind.

In his two lives as a human being, he has never owed such a big favor.

Yang Lin was not related to him, and in the end he would rather sacrifice himself to help him escape. He really wanted to ask Yang Lin why he did this.

It's just that Yang Lin is dead, which left him with nothing but regret and guilt.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps.

His consciousness spread out, and he saw a little barbarian boy struggling to drag a prey outside the cave.

The boy returned to the cave with difficulty, and was about to dispose of the prey when he suddenly found that the person he brought back woke up.

Then he chattered a lot emotionally, but Zhou Tong didn't understand a single word.

"Did you save me? Thank you!"

Zhou Tong smiled at him.

The boy couldn't understand what Zhou Tong said, but he smiled to himself, knowing that the other party should be trying to better himself.

Then he pointed to himself and said, "Kuntu! Kuntu!"

If Zhou Tong realized something, he smiled: "Is Kuntu your name?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at himself and said, "Zhou Tong!"

Kuntu called Zhou Tong's name a few times in the middle-earth language with non-standard pronunciation, and asked Zhou Tong to nod. The boy seemed very happy.

Zhou Tong watched Kuntu dispose of the prey that was suspected to be some kind of deer, and lit a fire to roast it.

Bursts of meaty fragrance wafted through this small cave.

After the food was roasted, Kuntu cut off a piece of fat meat and gave it to Zhou Tong.

Although Zhou Tong had already bigu, he couldn't refuse the other party's kindness, so he picked it up and ate it slowly.

As the days passed, Zhou Tong was slowly recovering from his injuries relying on the healing elixir.

Relying on his strong mental strength, he also missed me the language Kuntu spoke within a month.

Kuntu is an orphan. His father was a hunter on the prairie, but he was kicked out of the tribe because of some things when he was just born.

The father and son were wandering on the grassland, and they discovered this hidden cave by accident, and stayed here for several years.

Until Kuntu was nine years old, his father died in a hunting. The young Kuntu watched the skills taught by his father and lived alone in this wild place for two years.

A month ago, there was a terrifying loud noise in the distance, and the mountain began to shake. Kuntu thought he was going to die, but fortunately the shock didn't last long, otherwise he would be buried in this cave.

A few days later, when Kuntu was out hunting, he found Zhou Tong unconscious and brought him back.

Zhou Tong is very grateful to this barbarian child. Although his physical body is strong, if he falls into the mouth of monsters or insects from other worlds without any precautions, he will definitely die.

Looking at the busy Kuntu, Zhou Tong said, "Kuntu, have there been any scary bugs outside?"

Kuntu shook his head: "No, everything around is normal, and there are no bugs that Uncle Zhou said."

Zhou Tong nodded, and murmured: "It seems that the self-destruction of the magic circle should have severely injured those bugs. It seems that I can only hide here for a while with this injury."

As he spoke, he waved to Kuntu.

"come here!"

Kuntu came over suspiciously.

"Uncle Zhou, what's the matter?"

"Put your hand out."

Under Kuntu's puzzled gaze, Zhou Tong grabbed his wrist and began to examine it carefully.

"It's actually three spirit roots."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Kuntu, do you want to cultivate immortality?"

"Cultivating immortals? What cultivating immortals?"

Kuntu was a little puzzled.

Zhou Tong explained: "Cultivating immortals can give you great power and increase your lifespan. How old do you think Uncle Zhou is?"

Kuntu looked at Zhou Tong's face seriously, thought for a while and said, "Uncle Zhou looks younger than your father. My father seems to be 30 years old. Uncle Zhou should be about the same age."

These days, while Zhou Tong is recuperating from his injuries, he also taught Kuntu some simple knowledge, at least counting within [-] is not difficult for him.

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, I am over 100 years old."

Kuntu looked at Zhou Tong in disbelief, and quickly counted with his fingers.

"Uncle Zhou, you are older than my father's father."

"Yes! If you want to cultivate immortality, I can take you as a disciple. If you are successful in cultivating immortality, you can also be like uncle."

"I want to cultivate immortality! Please teach me uncle."

Kuntu was a little excited.

Zhou Tong smiled and sat cross-legged.

"Well, from today onwards, you are my Zhou Tong disciple and the 45th generation disciple of the Xuanling Sect of Middle Earth, Kuntu, kneel down!"

When Kuntu heard this, he quickly knelt on the ground. "Kuntu pays homage to Master!"

Zhou Tong nodded: "Kuntu, now this world is being invaded by monsters from other worlds. The reason why my teacher was injured was because of fighting those monsters. Now that the troubled times are approaching, you must remember that monsters will always be our enemies. As long as the bugs are alive, we will continue to fight.

We practice immortality in order to pursue longevity, but this world forces us to do so. Only by killing all those alien races can the road to immortality in this world be prosperous.

Choosing the path of cultivating immortality will surely mean that you will never have peace in your life, so you should think about it.

"

Kuntu looked resolute, and said: "Master, I am not afraid of fighting, I want to cultivate immortality!"

Zhou Tong nodded: "Okay, from today on, you and I, master and apprentice, will depend on each other for life. If the sect is still alive, I will take you back to recognize your ancestors as a teacher."

It has been a month since the defense line collapsed, and he couldn't imagine how miserable it would be to break through the middle-earth land at this time. He couldn't recover from his injuries for a while, so he could only hide here with peace of mind for the time being.

After he regained some mobility, he set up a small phantom array near the cave. Although he didn't know how useful it would be, it was better than nothing.

The days passed day by day, spring passed and winter came, and in a blink of an eye, he had been here for three years.